Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 374



Lingering and longing (2)

[Kiooooo!!!]

The storm that erupted from the monster’s feathers cut off the middle of the huge bridge.

Suddenly!!

The collapse of the bridge was so absurd that it was hard to believe that it had withstood countless impacts until now.

As the bridge appears to be cut in the middle or tilted downward more than a dozen superhumans who were hanging on it begin to fall down at once.

“Aaaah!!”

“The Lord is dying…!!”

“uh? uh? The land…!!”

The eyes of the superhumans opened wide as they realized that they were beginning to see new ground under the bridge where they had not been able to see the ground just a moment ago.

In an instant purple waves and strange birds began to collide on the bridge where the competitors had been swept away.

“How dare a summoner…!!”

Ballack’s roar resounding in the storm.

Accordingly the elongated gravitational field grabs the monster’s neck twists it and kills it.

As if waiting for that moment a huge centipede rises from under the leg where Valak is standing bends dozens of legs and aims for the psychic’s back.

The direction of the centipede’s sharp poison-covered legs is not towards Balak’s body but towards the two corpses hanging behind his back.

Do-it-yourself!

In an instant the body that Balak was holding was torn apart and the waves of gravity erupting from Balak’s body began to grow stronger.

Ballack then realized what the opponent was aiming for and frowned but it was already too late.

“The older you get the more you realize that being one step behind is not necessarily a bad thing.”

An old woman with a stooped waist and a gentle appearance.

It’s a common enough impression that you can see it anywhere but it’s a different story if you’re standing unharmed on the head of a giant centipede whose body is shaking back and forth.

Balak frowned as he saw the magic power flowing from the body of the old woman who was holding a cane on top of the centipede’s head.

Summoner. He is also a level 8 magician who has already transcended hierarchy.

The powerful men who had been crouching down waiting for the moment of Jindun’s death began to appear one after another.

“Better a lack than an excess. Slow is better than rushing. “It’s the same everywhere.”

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The old woman tapped her cane and laughed.

“You are violating both of those things. It’s already overflowing and I’m in a hurry. How long do you think you can endure?”

A sharp statement that seems to penetrate Ballack’s true nature.

But instead of responding to those words Balak twitched the corner of his mouth with a gloomy expression.

“…Let’s not be too greedy about a subject that is already old enough.”

Ballack himself knows better than anyone that even with this much power he is still maintaining a precarious balance.

The sorrow of superpowers. What awaits at the end of the road to self-destruction?

I have no intention of engaging in a Zen question-and-answer session here. Balak was not young enough to respond to the old woman’s speaking skills.

Although he was boastful he knew what his opponent was aiming for.

“It’s not very nice to see the Godmother of the Enolas Tower being greedy for her predecessor’s legacy.”

“It seems like you have no idea who needs to be considerate right now.”

The godmother responded leisurely to the taunting words.

“What do you mean?”

“I controlled my power by suppressing my murderous impulses. “If it weren’t for your corpses that you were carrying around like you were showing off wouldn’t you have destroyed yourself before you could even fight me?”

“….”

Instead of responding to his godmother’s words Balak looked down at his left hand.

The manipulation of the constantly rotating gravitational field seems perfect at first glance but three of his left fingernails have already turned over and are bleeding profusely.

As he becomes unable to control the intensity of his supernatural powers there is no way to prevent the damage he causes to his own body.

It wouldn’t be strange if he and his godmother fought over the relics of this labyrinth like this and if he made a mistake he would just destroy himself.

The godmother clearly knew this so she deliberately showed up to provoke Balak.

“If Jindun died it would mean that someone who went inside the gate had their last conversation with him. Maiya Rensleyt may also return here before long.”

Before we know it the monster that was dead with its neck twisted rises up and glares at Balak and a mass of flaccid scales above the giant centipede’s head begins to spew out a green mist.

Meanwhile the godmother smiled kindly at Balak.

“Can you guarantee that the poor executioner won’t kill you?”

The godmother looks fine even after summoning three huge summoned beasts in a row enough to take up an entire space.

There was no need to elaborate on the talents of the Great Mother who was treated as an elder who had reached the pinnacle of the Enolas Tower where summoning techniques were studied.

Coo coo coo coo!!!

Three summoned beasts surrounding a vast gravitational field. Balak looked around with an expressionless face in the middle of the collapsed bridge and sighed.

“Whew…. Stop making unnecessary threats in moderation. “It’s still too early for the two of us to hit it off.”

“….”

Surprisingly the godmother did not refute those words.

Balak chuckled as if he knew how she felt.

“Is there one more down there? “I think we’ll be able to talk properly only after that friend shows up.”

Serene silence. But Ballack didn’t care and continued talking.

“If you think that the two of us will destroy ourselves while fighting then stay hidden until this entire labyrinth falls apart. But before that if you want to reap the benefits it would be better to show up.”

[…good night.]

At that moment someone appeared right next to Ballack with a noise as if the space was being washed away.

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He had a strange appearance with his entire body covered in bandages. A black mist is flowing out from between the corners of his eyes as he lowers his head.

The magical power flowing out of that body is a cold gloomy totality of negative emotions.

Ballack only then realized the identity of his opponent and frowned slightly.

“He has this level of power even though he has not transcended the hierarchy… I thought he was definitely a person with the same highest level of ability.”

[There is no order in which to go. It’s not like you can’t kill someone because their level is high.]

The bandaged man answered in a voice that seemed as if it would die at any moment.

[Ascendants who seemed to live forever also faced death. Is it any different for you?]

“….”

A statement that is absolutely outrageous for a level 7 Aspect ability to utter. But the man’s unique power was foreign enough to warrant such a statement.

Balak and his godmother who transcended hierarchy may have been aware of the man’s presence but they were not aware of his location.

“Well okay… stop hiding there young friend and come out and talk. “Now is not the time to take chances alone.”

“…”

Balak frowned and spoke towards the area behind the bridge where the corpses were scattered.

As the corpses swayed one knight covered in blood stood up.

A silver-haired young man with a haggard face. Dane of the Kabahim Knights had also reached the end of this labyrinth and was waiting for his time.

The two who had reached the very late stages of level 7 and the two who had already reached level 8 began glaring at each other in silence.

As the four monsters who did not get along at all and had no reason to get together came together Balak nodded with his arms crossed.

“It seems like there are still rats left eavesdropping but this is enough. “I won’t say much.”

Woooo!!

He utters each word carefully and tries to control the gravitational field hovering nearby.

Balak said.

“Jindun’s death has been confirmed. It is inevitable that the Hangxia Temple Labyrinth will collapse. Before that search the cradle and collect Jindun’s assets. Do you understand?”

[Divided into four parts.]

The bandaged man said.

[If equal shares are not guaranteed I will not participate.]

“…We’ll talk about that later. “The important thing is that we have to deal with that archer in order to get inside the gate and somehow retrieve the remaining items.”

Balak said while looking at Evelyn who was still hanging on the other side and looking down on this side.

The godmother laughed at Balak’s words.

“I am well aware of the name of Grand Palace Evelyn Marcia. “But you quickly admitted that you’ve been crying because you couldn’t handle that one girl.”

“….”

“In fact isn’t that what you’re saying is that we should cooperate because it’s hard to break through to that woman?”

“Even though I know that there is a lot to be said about a topic that has been hidden until now.”

Balak was not inferior and accepted it.

“In such complex terrain archery is not an art that should be underestimated. “Hyeonggung must also be aware that the hierarchy may have reached a point where it is meaningless.”

“….”

It wasn’t because others didn’t want to enter the gate that they paid attention to Evelyn.

Her skill is to gracefully take all the attacks coming from the bridge while easily shooting everyone who approaches her.

Perhaps Ballack was also reluctant to step forward because of the possibility that he might have already reached level 8.

The sight of it moving freely between the ceiling and pillars while sniping at everyone running towards the gate was worthy of being called a shrine.

Until now Balak had also refrained from using force too quickly out of concern that he would be harmed in return but he could not put off the matter until now that Jindun had died.

Rather he decided to gather all the unrest in the area in one place and attack it head on.

“It is enough to divide the area and intercept and capture Hyeon-gung. After going into the cradle let each person take care of their own affairs. Do you agree?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Suddenly!!

Dane holding a sword from his waist spoke with a haggard expression.

There was no longer a single member of the Knights Templar left by his side.

“Zaun Odis. “I’ll cooperate with anything if it helps me chase that guy down.”

“…good. “Now then let’s kick that spoiled junior right here.”

Balak’s gravitational field with a strong murderous intent in his eyes was greatly distorted and all rushed towards the gate.

Doo doo doo doo!!!

The three summons summoned by the Godmother run without hesitation down the bridge and Dain steps on the remains of the broken evil statue and leaps towards Evelyn without hesitation.

The bandaged man disappeared without a sound and took out a long scythe from behind Evelyn’s back.

Balak who had gathered all his purple supernatural powers let out a roar.

“Iveline Marcia. Collapse along with the Hanghasa Labyrinth!!”

Go go go go!!

Evelyn resisted and tried to buy Rennok more time but she couldn’t run away for long against four monsters that were comparable to her.

“ha…!!”

Instead of protecting the gate Evelyn was instantly surrounded by four superhumans and looked up at the enormous power pouring down from above her head.

Deadly poison drips from between the centipede’s legs and the loose bandages at her feet all wrap around her legs and vibrate as if trying to cast a curse.

A sharp sword flashes rushing from all directions. And even the shape of a huge gravity cannon coming down from the distant sky.

“….”

There is no escape route anywhere. Evelyn realizing that she could no longer avoid it lowered her head.

The blood that flowed down her temple fell down to her feet again.

No matter how long Evelyn took her time with her outstanding archery skills and skills it would be a lie if she did not put desperate will into every moment.

Her mind and body having concentrated all her mind on each shot and exhausted all of her remaining magical power were already depleted hinting at the end.

There isn’t much time left. I knew that Lennok might not appear here again but I had no regrets.

However if there is one last thing you want to be greedy about.

‘half….!’

A pouring wave of magic light. The moment when Evelyn closed her eyes tightly taking in all the attacks.

Something landed like a flash and roughly grabbed her shoulder.

Kwaaaaaa!!!!

Immediately afterwards a wave of mixed magical power and a rush of summoned beasts sweep through the vicinity and plunge straight into the gate.

The pure white gateway that connects the common sky and earth collapses and shatters revealing the scenery beyond.

Everyone winced at the sight of an empty void that did not resemble a cradle at all.

“Wait no way…already?”

Less than 5 minutes had passed since Jindun realized that he had died. The communication and decisions made by high-ranking adepts were swift and the death sentence for Evelyn was certain.

But what does it mean that the cradle has already almost completely collapsed and that there is nothing inside it?

Doesn’t this mean that the three entrants who entered that gate have already finished everything and escaped outside?

The others who felt an ominous premonition all turned their heads toward the spot where Evelyn was.

No matter how agile and agile the archer is this is a deadly attack that leaves no room for escape.

Above the melted remains of the evil statue with its aftermath still intact.

A man was standing with his back turned.

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