Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 666



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 666

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“I see. “Is this what it felt like?”

“…Three Apostles?”

A boy with scars all over his body glanced at the voice coming from behind him.

The believers dressed in pure white church uniforms were looking up at him with awe.

A horrible hill of flesh with countless corpses piled up like a mountain.

Thick flowing blood and the scent of blood stinging the nose filled the green-colored fortress.

Paradox Green the outer citadel of the Central Front was once full of vitality and prosperity.

It is one of the most prosperous fortress cities in the Demilitarized Zone under the strict management of the Hedro warlord.

The castle which had become a center of trade with thousands of mercenaries and warriors was covered in red blood stains.

The person who committed that massacre was not a superhuman belonging to the church or thousands of church members but an individual apostle.

He was also the third apostle who had been imprisoned underground under the church’s main headquarters for over several decades and never showed his face.

“If there’s anything uncomfortable about you…”

“It’s not like that so don’t worry about it.”

Tangled black hair and a blank unfocused expression. An indifferent tone of voice that does not suit his youthful appearance.

It has a miserable appearance with scars and cuts etched into the skin like tattoos and even chains bigger than my body tied to my limbs.

Scream!!

All over the chain blood and flesh that once belonged to living humans are stuck together and dripping down.

As the boy wriggled his shoulders in annoyance the chain that bound his left arm moved like a live snake and struck his back.

Kwaaaang!!

“Omg…!!”

With that one movement the waist of the soldier who was running behind the three apostles was crushed and cut off.

The boy who didn’t look back at the convulsing dead body with blood foaming at his mouth sat with his chin resting on his face and raised his gaze.

“When I traveled with him I sometimes heard stories about angels.”

“Angel… are you talking about?”

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The boy chuckled as he looked at the believers who were still squinting without understanding.

“At the time I thought it was simply a vague metaphor for the paradise we long for… but it seems that wasn’t the case.”

The apostle’s eyes looking at the sky covered with dark clouds were momentarily distorted eerily.

“A regurgitation of emotions that are much dirtier and baser than I thought… I can understand right away when I feel it myself. Was that our nuclear power plant??”

“….”

The apostles of the church are strategic weapons chosen as incarnations of foreign gods and have been taught some of their supernormal abilities.

Therefore in return for giving up on humanity he becomes closer to the outside world and suffers from a mania that makes it impossible for him to maintain his senses.

The three apostles Hughes who took the form of a boy also suffered from madness a long time ago and were imprisoned in the church’s headquarters.

Nevertheless I have never forgotten for a moment about the short journey I had with him.

A short journey I went on with the leader of the church before becoming an apostle.

I am endlessly thinking about the conversation we had together back then beyond the never-ending madness.

Therefore the boy was able to immediately recognize the presence of an angel who appeared for a very brief moment and then disappeared.

An angel who served the cult leader before the cult and then disappeared.

That presence has now appeared somewhere in this world and disappeared.

If it were my old self I would have immediately abandoned what I was doing and ran to have the angel fragments printed on my master.

The boy is not what he used to be and he can no longer be in nature.

When the boy who had been watching the massacre he had committed stood up believers rushed in and supported his body.

They don’t care even though the blood on the boy’s body sticks to the clean clothes of the believers.

“Apostle our missionary team will personally serve you. “Where shall we go?”

“hmm….”

The boy who was thinking looked around and smiled.

“First of all I want to take a shower. Can you take me to a place with water?”

“All right!!”

Dozens of believers some supporting the boy’s body and others carrying it with great difficulty lift a thick chain.

The boy blinked his eyelids while resting comfortably in the presence of the believers.

The Second Apostle granted his wish to die but did not send him into the harsh battlefield.

Rather they just threw him in a place where he could commit massacre as if to test how far the boy’s mania could endure.

The boy also faithfully devoted himself to tearing the life in front of him according to his will.

The Paradox Outer Fortress that the boy has now destroyed is one of the key points of the central front under the management of the Hedro warlord.

However recently problems have arisen at the head of the Hedro warlord and the warlord’s territory is being eaten away like crazy.

The church that signed a truce with the Order Federation is also greedily devouring the warlord’s territory as if it had been quiet for some time.

“If even failing is a failure then what is left for me?”

The boy muttered as he slowly closed his eyes.

“I can’t last much longer…”

There are more apostles in the main body of the church who like boys suffered from mania and began to kill themselves.

If the boy’s death can lead to meaningful results for the church other crazy apostles will also be released with similar purposes.

At the end of his madness the meaning of death he hopes for is just that.

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However for now it is unclear what the second apostle who acts on behalf of the religious leader and is responsible for all affairs of the religious cult is thinking about letting him off the hook like this.

I just focus on enjoying the sights of the world that I haven’t seen in a long time.

With our backs to the blood-soaked fortress the sound of the three apostles’ chains being dragged across the floor began to fade.

* * *

Buzz buzz buzz!

Rumbling!

“…It’s so noisy it’s killing me.”

When Lennok lying face down on the bed snapped his fingers the phone ringing from all directions disappeared like a lie.

A bedroom window with sunlight streaming in.

Lennok who had fallen asleep in a dusty bedroom opened his eyes blankly and stared at the surrounding scenery.

Megalopolis Balkan 20th district. A single-family home returned after a few weeks.

As soon as Oga returned to this unattended mansion he fell asleep and only now woke up.

The ringtone that is ringing now must have been sent by other acquaintances who realized that Lennok’s cell phone was within range.

But even though Lennok knew this he had no intention of answering the incoming calls right away.

[Master is awake?]

When I went down to the living room smoothing out my messy hair I saw a lightning spirit running around happily among all kinds of junk.

Artifacts and parts for various modified equipment acquired while working as a craftsman in the machine city of Machina.

Dabi had come out to the living room before Lennok and was playing with them.

Broke! Broken!!

A scene where intense electricity flashes from all directions and batteries melt under the fire power.

However Lennok turned his back on the messy living room took out a nutritional supplement from the kitchen chewed it with water and swallowed it.

“….”

[Hehe this transfer particle repulsion device is really interesting isn’t it?]

The image of Dabi jumping like a spring on an electric current field.

The shape of the fox cub rotated arbitrarily and rolled over every time it came into Lennok’s line of sight.

[No matter how precise the numbers are the results bounce randomly and do not work according to my calculations!!]

Dabi is a spirit that possesses powerful computational abilities and has reached level 5 or higher.

If you unleash your full-brain power you can estimate what will happen in the whole-brain world just by using predictive calculations.

Therefore the transfer particle repulsion device whose calculations do not work properly is like a fun amusement ride for Dabi.

Dabi had shown a rare interest in this equipment since he was in Machine City but it was difficult to play with it due to the conditions.

That’s why as soon as I returned to Lennok’s mansion I was fiddling with the repulsion device as I had thought.

Lennok said while sitting at the table staring blankly at Dabi playing with the equipment.

“It seems like the battery is running out faster than I thought. Would you like me to replace it with a new one?”

[Huh? However it is much faster than the estimated power consumption.]

Dabi who was jumping up and down with his five tails wagging tilted his head.

“Let me see.”

Lennok said and put his hand to his right eye.

Lennok who activated the magic eye with only a light magic rotation looked inside the device and nodded.

“The filter used as the particle receptor is very old. “There is a severe power leak.”

[Eh?! Are you saying that the organism that sold me the repulsion device committed fraud…!!]

Lennok chuckled as Dabi raised both ears and trembled.

“It’s something I bought near the lower-class workshop district. “I didn’t even have time to check if it was a scam.”

Lennok came close to the repulsion device while holding a cup of water lowered his head and brought his magic eye closer.

Currents bounced wildly in all directions of the device but not a single current was carelessly bent towards Lennok.

Lennok muttered resting his chin between the bundles of electric currents that were naturally deflected as if they had made a promise.

“I see. It’s a customized filter that borrows technology from the second world. “I think I’ll have to go all the way to Machina to get it again.”

Of course it is impossible to return to Machina once you return to the Balkans.

Dabi who hastily looked into the auction order delivery looked devastated and hung his tail.

[You’re wrong…. Even if you order a filter via missile delivery it takes more than 2 weeks! At that point you’ll already have enough time to play around with it and get tired of it.]

“…Missile delivery?”

Lennok who imagined that vicious delivery method for a moment laughed.

It’s to the point where I can’t tell if the world is truly falling apart or if Lennok can’t keep up with technological advancements.

“Well there will be a way to get the filter even if you don’t have to go to Machina so don’t worry.”

Lennok said as he poured ground coffee into the coffee machine.

“I thought of a way to use the displacement of that repulsion device. “Let’s first tell Jenny about the meeting place and then let’s get started.”

[Huh Master? Are you going to try it out already?]

Dabi who understood the meaning turned off the repulsion device and immediately climbed on top of his head.

“Wouldn’t you get good results if you try it while your senses are still alive?”

[But… the magic hasn’t fully recovered yet.]

“I have to explain why I was away so I’ll call you at this opportunity and let’s all handle it together. “I can also use it as a test subject.”

Dabi who was pondering pricked up his ears.

[It’s an experimental subject… come to think of it that’s a very good idea.]

“yes?”

As Lennok nodded with a tired look Dabi’s tail also waved in that direction.

[I’ll contact you right away!!]

The system is processed in parallel through a mobile phone and different messages are sent simultaneously to acquaintances.

Lennok who was sipping coffee added as if something suddenly occurred to him.

“I know Dabi but I don’t need to send a message to Aris…”

[yes? I already sent it?]

“…Okay let’s get ready.”

Lennok who was left speechless by the refreshing work sighed and stood up.

“If I’m going to invite people to the mansion I’ll have to do some cleaning and shopping.”

* * *

Opposite the downtown area near where Lennok’s mansion is located.

Several men and women of sturdy physique were gathered in a cafe and sipping coffee together.

All of them have a unique appearance so much so that they attract attention even from outside the street.

But no one was quick to talk to them.

This is because we know very well that people with unique or flashy appearances in this city are dangerous people.

However the people gathered inside the cafe were so nervous that they could not even properly perceive those gazes.

“The world has changed a lot.”

Dylan muttered touching his neck with an awkward hand gesture.

A strange outfit wearing a neat suit underneath a professional wrestler’s mask.

“I never thought the day would come when I would be invited by my class to come home.”

“I know. “I never thought I’d be invited to a party by that stiff guy.”

Mila responded waving her arms uncomfortably next to him.

She wore a bluish shirt and looked uncomfortable in this outfit.

“No does Ban even know what a party is in the first place?”

[Don’t let your guard down you fledglings.]

Mad Manson who was standing next to him scolded him with a pitiful look.

[If it’s a class I know they might think that going out on a bounty hunt together is a party.]

“…For someone who talks so loudly it seems like you prepared surprisingly well.”

A man and woman pair wearing tuxedos and dresses.

Strangely enough heavy robot heads were placed on top of the men and women’s heads as if they were a couple.

Mad Manson personally brought two of the bodies he manipulated to see Lennok’s mansion.

“Aren’t you actually looking forward to the party more than anyone else?”

[So you kids… you don’t know how great it means to be invited to a high-ranking wizard’s mansion.]

Manson responded calmly to Mila’s seemingly mocking words.

[A wizard’s mansion usually also has a laboratory. Still not sure what it means to invite a guest to your lab?]

“…Wow no way?!”

When Dylan’s voice changed to that of a slightly excited boy Mila frowned in disgust and both Manson and Manson nodded at the same time.

[If you’re lucky you might receive an artifact or gift made by a wizard. Therefore it is right for us to prepare to impress the class as much as possible.]

“You snobbish bastard. “I guess that’s what you thought of Ban!!”

[If you don’t like it stay out. But what is that comb?]

“Hmm now that I think about it I came out with my hair roughly tied up today.”

Mila is seen naturally combing her hair neatly with a comb while clearing her throat.

Dylan and Manson looked at Mila with cold eyes.

[Oh that’s right.]

“Hmm… if you can’t even say something.”

“I think everyone is thinking about something wrong…”

Su-ryeon who was watching the ugly scene from the side sighed and shook her head.

“Aren’t you the kind of person who would fall for such a trick in the first place and give you something in return? “Rather than worrying too much let’s go naturally.”

In fact Su-ryeon who said that was also wearing the pure white robes that were the family’s traditional ceremonial uniform.

Bleak!!

“Ah I got a call from Jenny.”

Dylan looked at his phone and tilted his head.

“I’m going to take care of people from the company so they told me to go first?”

“Well then there’s no need to decline. Let’s get up slowly. “The coffee here is so bad.”

[Don’t you usually like alcohol more than caffeine?]

Even though they were bickering non-stop they got up and walked towards Lennok’s mansion.

The surrounding attention was instantly focused on the loud large and bizarre superhumans talking loudly.

However the conversations that had been going on continuously began to stop little by little as they wandered around without being able to find Lennok’s mansion.

Even though I definitely remembered the address that Van had given me at some point I discovered that I was circling the same street.

“…Huh?”

“I can’t find my way. “How did this happen?”

Confused Dylan and Mila scratched their heads and looked around.

Of course as high-level superhumans and excellent mercenaries they rarely make the mistake of losing their way.

Spatial perception is an extremely important ability for those with physical abilities.

It was one of those experiences that even if you had no talent you had to force yourself to learn in order to survive in this world.

Manson who belatedly realized the identity of the deja vu nodded.

[I see. Everyone try stopping your magic sense altogether.]

“What does that have to do with this situation… hmm?”

The moment I follow Manson’s words and reduce my senses strangely enough I feel as if I have regained my sense of direction.

A strange feeling as if I was finally fully aware of a sense of discomfort that I had not noticed until now.

Only then did the mercenaries’ expressions change as they realized that this was not just a coincidence or mistake.

“…I guess it was Van’s work?”

[Otherwise who would do something like this?]

Manson nodded and took the first step.

[The goal is not to know the address but to make it impossible to pinpoint the location using magical power detection.]

“But this doesn’t make sense. How can the flow of thought be distorted just by detecting the use of magical power…”

Su-ryeon also muttered as if she didn’t understand.

All of the mercenaries gathered here are skilled people who have learned to change the nature of magical power or have acquired equivalent power.

However not only did those people get lost just by using their magic sense but they did not even notice the fact.

The eerie truth that the wizard is interfering with all actions using magic power beyond the level of deceiving one’s senses and perception.

It is not at a level that can be overlooked and dismissed as users of the same magic power.

If you have reached a point where you can play with things beyond existing common sense and laws you will definitely be half-

“As expected unless you go beyond the hierarchy in the machine city….”

[Wasn’t this the reason you responded to the invitation and came here to ask about that fact?]

Two people a man and a woman standing on either side of him interrupted Su-ryeon’s words.

[He called us like this because he wants to have a conversation. “You can check more than that later.”

“okay. “That makes sense.”

Dylan nodded.

“And even if the class had changed in the first place how much would it have changed? “The friendship that you and I fought against the crocodile master is not going anywhere!”

“Why on earth is that your friendship?”

Fortunately the group’s mood seemed to have returned to some extent as they began to find their way properly.

The loud voices disappeared like a lie the moment I stood in front of the mansion.

“….”

A quiet street with trees growing on both sides. An area on the outskirts where private homes with spacious gardens are spaced quite far apart.

Dylan looked back at the group with a slightly nervous look.

“It’s here right?”

[…As for the address.]

“Should I press it?”

“Wait a moment. Prepare your mind…”

Kwaaaa!!

Before Dylan could take a deep breath the wall next to the front door shattered and a blinding light burst out.

Dozens of feathers like angel wings fluttered at the same time sticking to various parts of the street and exploding.

However before the explosion could go out into the street it was restored on the spot as if time had been rewound.

While the others stiffened slightly at the unexpected reaction a voice rang out from beyond the open door.

“I won’t ask you to do something so dangerous that you need to be mentally prepared.”

“…half.”

Lennok soot on his face and a hammer in his hand was leaning against the front door smiling.

“Let’s come in and talk.”

Behind Lennok’s back the space was breaking like glass and a crack was coming to life trying to crawl out of the door.

Broke broken…!!!

“….”

Would it be an illusion if the quiet mansion began to look like a perfect magical place?

Mila who was looking at the scene in horror muttered inadvertently.

“It’s not a party after all….”