Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 433

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Silence fell upon Gharun's appearance.

The fact that the dwarf who should be locked up in the prison floor is here means that he escaped from prison.

Moreover, seeing as he has the symbolic hammer of Gharun, ‘Marqu’ab,’ which means ‘to strike’ in ancient language… … .

“Was the vibration just now the result of Vigo’s door being forcibly opened……!”

Arkuul wrinkled his nose.

His expression was one of confusion and shock, but in fact, his doubts were greater than that.

'It's not strange that he came out of the prison floor and opened the gate of Vigo. It was all designed by Gharun. But how did he escape without being detected?'

The prison floor has only one entrance, which also serves as an exit, and is directly connected to the fortress like a wall.

Even if you are a Gharun, it is impossible to open the door with bare hands and without any tools and without sounding the alarm.

Because that's how Arkull designed it.

… … For your information, the door leading to the prison floor was completely destroyed by Alpha’s scan and Verden’s magic, but the dwarves had no way of knowing.

Arkull cleared his mind of the thoughts by letting out a ragged breath.

“Not only did you escape from the prison floor without permission, but you even robbed the library. Are you in your right mind?”

“Talgi. Who do you think you are, thief dwarf? I’m going to get back what you stole. I’m also going to go get some stuff that I had stored in the clan before. Oh, and I did some bartering.”

Gharun rummaged through his backpack.

A large hand, reminiscent of a plate gauntlet, held a small bottle, two-thirds full of a bright red liquid.

Refined dragon blood.

It was one of the greatest treasures held by the Red Volcano Clan.

“That, that is…….”

“I used to make great things with my clan and received materials as a reward. I always wondered when I would ever use this, and now I finally have a use for it.”

Gharun turned the bottle gently and recalled memories from the past.

Arkule took a deep breath.

I would have liked to grab him by the collar, but we are in front of the dwarves. I had to show them at least the bare minimum of respect for the legend.

After calming down his emotions, he opened his mouth.

“I’ve heard a lot about how much you contributed back then. But the ownership of it now belongs to the clan, not you, Gharun…! It’s not something you can take away as you please.”

“I know. Do you think I would give it to you now and then take it away? In return, I will give up my rights to the remaining property in Vigo. So you can take it or the clan, but in any case, since I gave you some extra money, the terms of exchange have been met. You won’t have any complaints, right?”

“Oh, that’s fair.”

Arkull's face, which had been smiling kindly, turned red like his beard.

I can't stand it anymore.

“Damn, how can you not be dissatisfied!! You joked that I was crazy, but are you really crazy?! You’re colluding with the invaders of the fortress and opening the clan’s secrets without permission!! This is… This is a betrayal of the Red Volcano Clan, no, of the dwarves!!”

This is unprecedented in the clan's history.

It is a sin that is even more unacceptable for a clan leader.

Yet the hammer with the incision remained calm.

“I told you last time. What kind of race is a dwarf?”

“Gharun……!!”

“I am a dwarf. Anyway, since that is the case, I will go now.”

“Not allowed. You and the intruder will never leave here.”

Dozens of elite dwarves held their crossbows and war hammers in both hands. They were all clad in highly resistant armor, like golems made of metal.

If they go to the battlefield, the army will collapse, and if they go on a punitive expedition, it will become a one-sided hunt.

As the dwarves led by Arkuul took up their positions, the Sword Master, Privalt, the Knights of the Word, Sollia, and Bender each took up their swords.

The strong men from outside were keeping an eye on Verden.

Overwhelming numerical inferiority.

As Arkul had said, escaping from the encirclement and pursuit seemed like a distant possibility.

That is, if the other person wasn't an out-of-the-ordinary being.

Gharun laughed heartily.

“Of course. You attracted so much attention, but didn’t you prepare a way out? Do you think I pounded the floor with my Marquard to show off my strength in front of you, Arkul?”

“What does that mean…….”

“I know everything about this fortress. There’s nothing I don’t know where anything is… and I also know how to disable its functions.”

He stamped his foot lightly.

“This passage is now free.”

Dwarves value the concept of inviolability when building fortresses.

In addition to absorbing and enduring physical shocks, it is also very basic to implant special devices throughout the fortress to block external magical interference.

However, as all the devices shocked by Gharun were destroyed, magical interference became possible only in the passage.

Near perfect power control.

This was possible because it was Gharun who had been hammering for over 200 years.

Thanks to this, Verden was able to use certain magic without causing unnecessary damage to the fortress as a whole.

As soon as Gharun finished speaking, Verden thrust the Spear of Earth into the crack in the floor.

Objective achieved.

Now it's time to leave.

<Terrain Manipulation>

Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk!

A single crack in the passage split into thousands of branches, which soon began to collapse under the weight.

Soil and sand pouring down uncontrollably like a landslide.

For those who could not detect magic power through <Arcane>, it was impossible to detect and interrupt the activation of magic in advance.

“This, this, this is crazy……!!”

“Everyone, fall back! If you get caught, you’ll be buried alive! Clan leader, you too, quickly!”

“Damn it, that Harun─!!!”

Those who witnessed the dirt, rocks, and chunks of metal falling from the ceiling getting closer immediately retreated to the rear.

Soliah and Bender, who judged that it would be a loss to try so hard to target Verden and Gharun, also quickly got out of range.

Only Black Star did not give up.

heat wave

The sharp waves that burst out from the double-handed swing distort the atmosphere.

As it advanced towards Verden, passing through all obstacles blocking its path, the collapse of the passage accelerated and blocked its view.

It is not known whether it actually reached the target.

“…….”

However, only Geumseong and Privalt chewed their lips.

Kugugugugugugugu───!

A cloud of dust rises.

The clan was shut down when the exact center of the passage was completely blocked.

In other words, those inside the fortress cannot go outside.

Meanwhile, Verden leisurely escaped the red volcano under Gharun's guidance.

* * *

Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud… … .

Linus spent the whole day pacing around the house in a state of nervousness.

Whether I was eating, lying down sleeping, or doing anything else, nothing would change, but I just couldn't stay still.

Occasionally, he would moisten his dry lips or wipe his face with his right hand while staring at the red volcano beyond the window.

“……If this continues, it won’t explode or something, right?”

The red volcano was quiet as if that would never happen, but isn't it said that the sea is calm before a storm?

I hope something doesn't happen.

I wonder if anything will go wrong in the future.

Just thinking about it made my stomach ache, since it was Linus himself who helped bring the Transcendent into the clan.

“Fuck, I wish I could at least know what’s going on…….”

Linus sighed deeply and began pacing around the room again.

That was when.

Bam.

The door suddenly opened.

When Linus turned his head in surprise, Verden and Gharun were walking in leisurely as if they were taking a stroll.

“Go, Your Majesty? Master?”

“With that blank expression. Judging by your appearance, you must have been quite restless. I’ve said it many times, but your timidity is the problem. If you acted like a dwarf, you could have just enjoyed it.”

“I’m not a dwarf, I’m a human… No, more than that! What happened to the clan? It ended without incident, right?”

Linus asked Verden urgently, with a hopeful smile.

“It’s a little broken.”

It's only a small part of the entire fortress, so it's somewhat true. But the problem is that the center has been touched, so it's impossible to come and go for the time being.

“AAAAAAAAAHHH!”

Linus let out a single scream and collapsed.

Since Verden had already created the magic circle, the sound did not leak outside.

Gharun pushed aside the rickety chair and sat down, leaning his back against the wall.

“Huh, it’s just a little bit broken, literally. I guarantee you that no dwarves will be hurt or killed. Don’t you think I didn’t even calculate that? Don’t worry, I’ll crawl out of the blocked passage in a few days.”

The fortress structure is unlikely to collapse further, and the dwarven construction techniques will allow for quick removal of the debris and restoration.

After that, Arkul, who will be furious to the point of hair loss, will chase after you, gnashing his teeth… … Of course, the aftermath is something to think about later.

Alpha suddenly revealed his body from inside Verden's robe.

[Securing the missing materials. Retrieving the special hammer. This solves the first problem. However, the elements needed to create the weapon are still missing.]

Most of the preparations are done, but the important thing is that there is no massive firepower.

Just any stove won't do.

To sufficiently melt the highest grade metals and keels, a state-of-the-art facility comparable to that of a clan, the epitome of dwarven craftsmanship, is required.

This was something that couldn't be solved even with a great hammer.

Gharun blinked at Alpha.

“……A golem talking? No, it’s too small for a golem. Huh, I wonder if it’s a transcendent being, since it carries around some kind of strange pet. Anyway, that’s right. Insufficient equipment and manpower. That’s the second problem. But there is a solution.”

Gharun, stroking his beard, nodded his chin at Linus.

“Go and gather the disciples together.”

* * *

A small, closed tunnel a few hours' walk from Waystone.

A dozen or so dwarves gathered in a dark space where the minerals had long since dried up from merciless mining.

“The hammer with the cut is back!!!!!!”

Starting with him, many voices began to ring out loudly.

“I haven’t heard anything from the clan leader. When on earth did you come out?!”

“I escaped from prison.”

“Ohhh! As expected of the legendary dwarf, Gharun! There’s no way a dwarf without pride like the clan leader can stop him! Even a fortress can’t contain him!”

“Is that all? No one can stop the hammer with the blade! We are the true dwarves!”

“Authentic! Authentic!”

The dust fell from the ceiling at the shouts of those who called themselves the true dwarves. The noise was extremely loud as their voices bounced here and there.

Linus plugged his ears tightly to protect his eardrums.

“It’s noisy!”

Gharun, who had been strongly urged, forcibly calmed down the excitement of his disciples.

“The reason I have gathered you all together is because I have something to say. You could say it is persuasion.”

“No matter what the persuasion or whatever, we will definitely follow…….”

“Come in first──!”

In an instant, it became quiet.

Gharun coughed lightly, closed his eyelids, and continued speaking.

“I intend to create another weapon that will leave its mark on history.”

"oh……!"

“But you can’t use the facilities in the Red Volcano. Arkul won’t allow it. I don’t like it, but it’s not orthodox to ignore the clan leader and use the fortress as you please.”

thud!

Gharun struck the floor with the head of his giant hammer, Markuav.

“But we are dwarves. Why should we care about such difficulties? Nothing in the world can stop our creation. That is why we seek out other facilities.”

“Yes……! Yes! No one can stop a true dwarf!”

“I, Steel Beard! Wherever Master wants to go, I will follow!”

“Hot fists are the same!”

“Me too!”

"agreement!"

The disciples each expressed their own determination.

Before we knew it, the temperature inside the tunnel had risen to a feverish level.

Gharun opened his eyes and declared softly.

“We are going to the cursed land───the Black Volcano.”

“As expected, that Harun… Huh? No, wait a minute. It’s a black volcano?”

The tunnel was enveloped in silence.