Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 397

Episode 397: Incomprehensible (2)

With the vast backdrop of the Bohemian Tower as the backdrop, Rayshen, who has been conducting all kinds of human experiments, values life the most.

When you're dead, you can't do anything.

I can't continue with the experiment that I've been planning in my head.

Not only that, all the magical trials and errors you've made so far will be in vain.

Some might accept death with satisfaction if their achievements were remembered for a long time in history, but that was definitely not the case for Rayshen.

Because I believe that the recognition, admiration, and greatness that comes from success are only meaningful when you yourself are alive and breathing.

For that reason, Rayshen went so far as to modify his own body using the magical experimentation experience and results he had accumulated so far.

Decreased sensation of pain.

Anti-aging.

Body regenerative power.

Acceleration of the magic circuit… … .

Rayshen's body can gain several times the effects of his previous abilities from special potions made with his magic.

Even if the heart is destroyed, it does not lead to immediate death.

Even though part of his brain was damaged, he refused to die by making himself consume the elixir he had placed in his mouth.

It is clear that Isabella's <Red Binding> was a powerful self-destruct device, but it was impossible to kill Rayshen from the start due to its compatibility.

Rayshen Tail Road.

A mad magician who is practically nothing like an ordinary magician.

However, no matter how much the body was improved, the sense of pain was an important sensory organ for researchers, so it was kept alive as much as necessary, so it was not that they could not feel pain at all.

Especially if it's an unexpected pain.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Rayshen screamed, holding her wrist from which blood was gushing.

A voice came from behind him as he stared at the cross-section.

“Don’t joke around for no reason. I know you have a fake elixir.”

I tried not to react, but I couldn't help but feel a pang inside.

Rayshen's eyes trembled.

'Verden, it's not fake… …?'

At first, he denied it outright, but the moment he heard a story that only Verden himself would know, his suspicions began to arise.

And it has now grown out of control.

I don't understand.

Well, that can't be helped.

How can a bug, whose lowest rank is 1, have this much power?

It's impossible.

Even if you look at the history of the current magical world, there has never been a magical case of 'settling' at a level that goes beyond the hierarchy.

Then where did you make a contract with the devil or something?

No, that can't be true.

I have heard that demons who are enemies of the Church of Luas grant their contract holders strange powers through the act of making a promise… … but such trivial things cannot violate the absolute magical proposition.

If that were possible, countless cases would have been discovered long ago.

'Then what is that?'

Rayshen's eyes filled with shock as she looked over her shoulder at Subject 77.

“It’s still too early to be surprised, Rayshen. A lot has changed since then. But continuing the magic war like this would be very boring.”

Verden tilted Orient and placed him on one shoulder.

“I’ll give you special time, so don’t worry about what others think and prepare for recovery, strengthening, or magic. There’s no room for excuses.”

"this……."

Rayshen barely managed to suppress the anger that had surged up within her.

'Now is not the time to be emotional. We will figure out what Verden is hiding later.'

We need to deal with the situation more rationally and magically.

Click.

I calmed my mind and body by drinking a bright yellow potion from a stylish space bag.

As Verden watched, Rayshen gradually increased her speed and took out and drank each dangerous potion one by one.

Your blood flow accelerates, your magical powers increase, and your mind becomes clearer.

I also regenerated my fingers by taking one of the two remaining elixirs along the way.

Next, Rayshen held a syringe filled with a blue drug in her hand.

A cold hardener that is close to completion.

He had created it through human experiments, killing dozens of wizards, and then he stabbed it directly into his arm without hesitation.

<Implementation>

Magic power becomes the medium through magic.

Through him, the drug was directly absorbed into the magical circuit and penetrated into the heart.

"ha."

My breath froze cold.

The omnipotence that enveloped his entire body lifted his spirits. Only then did he gain confidence, and the corners of Rayshen's mouth twisted.

“If you were going to survive, you should have just shut up and hid. You must have really liked being treated as a test subject, Number 77, since you came to me on your own two feet.”

“…….”

“I don’t know how you overcame the hierarchy, but fine. I’ll take you to the Bohemian Tower and check everything thoroughly. Along with Croden’s execution. Just like before.”

Magic power is concentrated in Rayshen's staff, [Extension of Bahlkan].

The cold air that flowed in like fog began to gradually freeze over the area.

Phew, hun.

Verden moved his wrist slightly.

I closed my eyes, concentrating my magical power on the orient that drew the circle's trajectory.

'It was a long time ago.'

Yeah, it should come out like that.

It's taken me almost ten years to get here, and I have no intention of ending this long-awaited revenge in an instant.

It's already been decided how he'll die.

'Finally today.'

I will get back the life that was taken away by Rayshen.

* * *

Each of the ten magic towers has its own unique personality and contains a wealth of magical information that is difficult to obtain even with money.

And the foundation of a wizard is knowledge.

For that reason, there is a big gap between the magicians who have Magic Tower as their background and those who pursue magic here and there.

Even if they are of the same level, they are so different that it is impossible to compare them unless you have extraordinary talent.

In particular, there is no need to mention those who escort the disciples of the Magic Tower.

However, Society is a group that seeks to bring about the collapse of the system formed by such towers.

───!

A pillar of fire rises.

Cain, who had cut the oncoming flames in two with his magic sword, Cretima, repeatedly swung his arms, pouring down sword energy formed by magical power.

Rayshen's direct escort, Barkent, barely manages to avoid being hit, but unfortunately, his opponent is not Cain alone.

Members of other societies blocked their escape route with magical bombardment.

Choaaaak!

The shoulder and calf were deeply cut.

Barkent fell to the ground and rolled down the slope several times.

His face hits a small rock, his teeth break, and his entire body is covered in dust. However, Barkent's goal is to buy time for Rayshen to escape the encirclement.

Even in the midst of all this, he maintained his concentration and, despite being struck by magic, barely managed to complete his calculations and raised his wand high.

Rain in the heat.

<Ragnark>

The flames that had been burning the forest rose high into the sky.

It is now.

Taking advantage of the uninterrupted moment, Barkent took out the second generation of Dexar's Jewel containing the high-level magic circle of Reishen.

That moment.

TOOHWAAAAH!

Cain, flying diagonally through the flames with his bare body, approaches.

As soon as he set foot on the ground, his waist twisted and his sword energy swung through the air, blowing away Barkent's wrist.

The left hand and Dexar's jewels were rolling on the floor.

“Euaaa …

Woozijijik!

A fist strengthened by 6th-tier magic broke Barkent's shoulder, then spun around and grabbed him by the collar, slamming him firmly into the ground.

He focused on taking away consciousness by tightly grabbing the neck.

Ugh, ugh, ugh… … .

Barkent's complexion turns white.

He couldn't even perform a decent magic spell because his vision was gradually becoming dizzy.

The result was decided, but… … Cain’s face was not so good.

‘… … Is this correct?’

The opponent is a wizard, not a sorcerer.

It was a one-sided hunt that couldn't even be called a battle.

It's not pleasant.

Although he learned about the greed and selfishness of the Magic Towers from the three wise men who were like his teachers and parents, Cain still longed for a fair magic battle in his heart.

For example, achieving victory after a dangerous and fierce battle.

Like a novel full of heroic tales.

'What on earth does Senior Asher want?'

The new collaborator, if his ultimate goal was to take away the 'privileges' that would arise from the collapse of the Bohemian Tower, was that the Society's original intention was to cooperate but not to have him as a partner.

However, the reason for his actions up to now has not been discovered yet.

Other than knowing the inside story of the Bohemian Tower very well and having an indescribable hostility towards it… … .

Bam.

While he was lost in thought, Barkent lost consciousness and his body sagged.

After disarming him immediately, the magicians under Cain created a magic circle and bound him tightly, so that he would not commit suicide.

With this, one third of the plan has been achieved.

'If nothing happens, Yunia will soon succeed in subduing Sarokan.'

Cain, with his complicated mind behind him, led his subordinates. After securing Barkent, they headed towards the Lazy Crack.

* * *

The last performance, the substitute for revenge, the rest.

Isabella made Gargant her final destination, but rather than killing Reishen, she was captured and helpless.

It was a truly miserable ending.

It definitely was like that.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

Earth and ice collide.

The area shook as two magicians clashed against each other from a distance.

The magic didn't stop at just one time, but continued two, three times in a row.

Isabella watched the magic battle while leaning against the rock with her body as if it was all wounded, her breathing weak and almost interrupted.

At first glance, it seemed like a close fight, but the reality was different.

Overwhelming and one-sided.

Rayshen thinks she is struggling on her own, but the difference is significant.

'Who the hell is it?'

An ashen-haired wizard.

A powerful being that is trying to kill one of the powerful figures of the Bohemian Tower.

Suddenly, Isabella felt the weight of the lucky gold coin she had picked up without realizing it.

Meanwhile, the axis of the magical battle taking place in the underground cave began to tilt to one side.

“Ugh, ugh…….”

Rayshen gasped for breath, looking exhausted.

There were no major injuries, but it was because I had consumed quite a lot of magic power. I took magic potions several times in between, but even that reached its limit.

Whirl, swish.

He swings his cane as if he is drawing a picture with his exhausted body.

He created the hierarchy magic with his cold-infused magic power and transformed it through magic.

<Gelua>

Rayshen's unique magic that destroys the respiratory system by freezing the moisture in the atmosphere.

Before he could even reach her, Verden activated high-level magic.

<Londuar>

Kukukukukuku… … !

Moving forward, a small gravitational force suddenly increases in size.

It sucked in everything in all directions with its powerful gravitational force, completely destroyed <Gelua>, and then disappeared without a trace.

A settled silence.

Verden looked down at Rayshen.

“What's next?"

“Shut up!”

Rayshen concentrated all of his cold energy into one point, then combined it with lightning and shouted.

Rays of cold lightning shoot irregularly through the air.

Phage, phage, phage!

In response, Verden threw a sphere of boundless condensed electricity.

The desperate measure that he, who was once a fifth-ranked person, had to use all means, including the climate, to implement was manifested through the Infinite Magic.

<Ruin>

───!

A blue flash illuminates the cavity simultaneously with the collision.

A bright blue pillar of powerful brain energy scattered Leishen's magic, growing in size and piercing the common ceiling.

And then it disappeared in an instant.

Even though he wasn't hit directly, Rayshen screamed and fell down after being exposed to the aftershock. White smoke rose from various parts of the body of the guy who was on both knees.

Chiiik, the sound of boiling heat.

It sounded as if [the Flawless Robe] was mocking my master's pitiful state.

“……!”

Byeokan looked straight at Rayshen.

The ability that Ma-an possesses is instantaneous vision.

Rayshen, with his innate analytical skills, had noticed this long ago and had been responding quickly, but that was only a possible response when his condition was normal.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!

Through magic, lightning strikes from a distance shake the ground.

It finally swallowed up Rayshen, who was running away to avoid the chain of explosions. It surrounded itself with ice on all sides to absorb the impact and waited for an opportunity to counterattack.

Then Verden threw his staff like a spear.

Oh my god!

A sheet of ice that shatters into pieces.

The blade of magic power tied to Orient pierced through Reishen's abdomen, and the guy was dragged out. He was slammed into the wall and his eyes opened wide as if they were going to tear apart.

“Crunch, crunch!”

The organ was cut off.

Verden took out Orient with a remote recall.

Rayshen fell to the ground, clutching his stomach with his forehead against the cold floor.

The staff swung and blood oozed out of the robe.

“I told you, don’t joke around.”

“Stop……!”

Bam.

Verden strode forward and grabbed Reishen by the hair.

Then he smashed its head against a nearby rock.

Kwaaang! Kwaaang! Kwaaang!

Repeated impacts crush the rock.

Rayshen's face was also distorted horribly by the primal violence that was devoid of any magical elegance.

I tried to twist my body and escape somehow, but it was absolutely impossible to overcome Verden's fierce strength.

The main force of the Bohemian Tower is the elemental world.

Because it was impossible for him to have a unique perspective in the Buyeo world, which was different from his.

A series of murderous sounds echoed.

Every time a dull pain struck my head, my eyes would flash red.

Rayshen was starting to feel confused, and now only one thought was on his mind.

'I have to run away.'

It was a natural human instinct.

Rayshen barely managed to raise her trembling arms and grab Berden's hand.

“I…… Knock knock, knock knock!”

A voice spread out along with blood from the ruined mouth.

“I was wrong……. That’s why……. Stop……!”

“I guess your memory has deteriorated since I last saw you.”

Verden revealed it.

“I told you not to give up easily?”

Seven years of living as an unofficial test subject.

In contrast, the revenge against Rayshen began only 17 minutes ago.

Still, it is not enough.