Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 680



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 680

Oldest Lineage (2)

Doo doo doo!!

The shape of a truck driving through a dry wilderness.

“It seems that Reisen Azamaha has been personally collecting information about his old lineage for a long time.”

The young man holding the steering wheel put down his cell phone and turned his head.

“In the process it is presumed that he contacted black magicians and planned to steal slush funds using their power.”

“….”

“Even though he failed and was consumed by an unknown force that’s probably…”

Lennok silently took out a small relic ring from his pocket and looked at it.

A ring obtained in return for granting a favor from the old warlock Raoul.

An object that had no other abilities other than levitating the shape of an old tree through changes in the properties of magical power.

Lennok knew that this was an item symbolizing a very old wizarding family but he could not find any other clues.

I paid attention to it thinking that the opportunity would come my way someday but I had no idea that I would end up being involved in the foreign press again.

The image of a tree drawn on the ring and the fragment of an extinct tree that Lennok obtained.

It would be rather strange if there were no relationship between these two concepts.

‘It’s the oldest lineage…’

Lennok traveled the continent and sought knowledge and knew that there were several old wizard families.

However what is involved in this case right now is undoubtedly a lineage that deals with black magic using an extinct tree as its symbol.

And Lennok had some idea who the owner of this bloodline was.

The young man Armand drove the truck and continued his explanation.

“If the warlocks hold the secret of the situation it would be a priority to hear from them about Reisen’s corruption.”

Before answering Armand’s words Lennok slowly opened his eyes and looked at the rear-view mirror.

“I think we should first hear why the Central Council aide is still accompanying us. “Isn’t that right?”

“….”

Armand looked nervous and broke into a cold sweat at that simple word.

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“…Our aides are representing the existence of the Central Council in preparation for emergencies.”

“credit?”

“In cases where it is necessary to prove the involvement of Congress in external activities aides are acting on their behalf.”

Armand answered as he gently turned the steering wheel.

“Of course in cases of official intervention or major incidents a special agency under the direct control of Congress may act on behalf of all authorities but…”

“That means that when work is done in secret they are sometimes called in.”

“Just because I accompany you you will not be asked to appear or testify about this matter. “That’s why aides exist.”

It is a position that exists to assist in all that the Senate does.

It’s unclear why a person with unique psychic abilities like Armand got involved in this kind of work but as always Lennok didn’t bother to ask.

I just concentrated my mind while holding the fragment of the tree branch that I got from Reisen.

Keying…!!

Projection of magic power synchronized with the foreign body’s encroachment through omnidirectional magic detection.

Lennok who quickly found the direction with the strongest response near the undeveloped area pointed in the direction of the setting sun.

“It’s over there.”

Sweat began to bead on Armand’s forehead as he drove the truck toward the sunset.

“Wait a minute that place….”

Immediately after crossing the ridge of the sand dune traces of a huge construction site unfolded below.

All kinds of equipment and workers whose purpose is unknown are busy moving around in all directions and large drums come and go constantly.

Every time the thick pipes installed here and there pulsated black liquid leaked out and soaked the sand.

The heat rising from the ground and the smell of oil so strong that you can even forget the sensation.

It was hereditary.

“….”

Armand who had been staring blankly at the scenery unfolding beneath his feet turned his gaze.

“Um… Mr. Ban. “Here…”

“okay.”

“You have to be sure Ban.”

Armand’s expression was shaking.

“If no results are achieved even after overturning the oil field the two of us will be billed for huge damages in the future.”

“….”

“I’m not afraid of dying but having my account in negative territory… having my card confiscated… Ugh!!”

The sight of Armand clutching his stomach as if he was in pain just thinking about it.

Lennok looked away without even snorting.

“Stop talking nonsense and go down.”

“Ban!!”

We had already gotten out of the truck and were heading down the sand dune. Armand sighed and followed turning on the truck’s engine.

Lennok walked over to the workers without hesitation crossing the pipeline through which oil was flowing and looked at them blankly.

The workers covered in black oil belatedly discovered Lennok and frowned.

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“What? “Who are you?”

“Why do you look at people in a bad mood….”

The workers who noticed the elegant silver cane and black coat were about to shout but then backed away.

“…Are you by any chance a manager?”

“If you have anything to do go to the field headquarters over there.”

The workers continued to grumble as if they needed to say something even while watching Lennok’s attention.

“I can’t even fucking rest properly.”

“I want to close my eyes quickly….”

“Mr. Ban.”

Armand who followed behind glanced at Lennok’s gaze and cautiously opened his mouth.

“They are ordinary workers. “If you kill someone just because you don’t like them you will be responsible later…”

“….”

It seemed like he knew what Armand thought about fastness but instead of replying Lennok spoke to the workers.

“If you want to rest you can rest.”

“what?”

“I take responsibility. Close your eyes and relax. “I’ll tell the field headquarters.”

At those words the workers’ complexions instantly brightened.

“Oh it’s been a while since a manager with whom you can communicate has arrived.”

“Well then I won’t hesitate… just wait… hehe.”

The workers sat down against the oil pipe and tilted their heads back looking somewhat happy.

But soon enough the workers got up from their seats with a look of confusion.

“…I can’t sleep.”

“That’s strange. “I was so sleepy just a moment ago…”

“How do you sleep?”

“….”

As Armand’s expression hardened little by little Lennok asked again.

“How long have you been working here?”

“yes? “It’s been quite a while.”

“If I were to count the years… Huh?”

The workers tilt their heads again.

“I’ve definitely been working for a very long time. “I don’t really remember…”

“Now that I think about it when did I go home?”

Lennok asked again.

“How old are you?”

“My… age…?”

“age? “What’s your age?”

Little by little the voices of the workers cut off as if a tape was breaking.

At the same time the faces of ordinary workers began to twist little by little.

Lennok looked at the workers and asked again.

As if to drive a wedge into the questions raised so far.

“What are your names?”

“….”

The silent workers spoke.

“…I don’t remember.”

“Who was I?”

“I I I… What are you doing here?”

“This can’t be right….”

Beyond the eyes of Armand who mumbled with a pale complexion the dead who could not even remember their own names stirred.

“I… I want to go back…”

“Where am I?”

“I’m better…!!!”

The workers’ skin turned inside out rotting muscles and bones sticking out transforming them into hideous monsters.

The appearance of a howling beast with its entire body drenched in black oil and bone fragments hanging everywhere.

[Quaaaa!!!]

Armand looked at the scene and muttered blankly.

“They were all dead from the beginning.”

“It’s an abandoned oil field after drilling ended a long time ago.”

Lennok answered.

“The oil pipeline is leaking oil there is no plan to fix it and the drilling well is broken and stuck in the ground. “I don’t see any villages or facilities that should be near the oil fields.”

“that….”

“There was a big accident and all the people involved were killed and buried alive.”

“….”

“In that state they were disguising it as a healthy oil field by eating corpses soaked in crude oil buried under the oil field like this.”

[Loudly!]

Lennok explained pointing to the skinny pony-like oil monster charging in front of him.

“Manipulating the dead is the realm of necromancy but it is not impossible for other systems as well. In particular necromancy is sufficient if it involves trapping a dead spirit in the body. but….”

The moment I put my finger between the eyes of the monster that was struggling without being able to pierce the shield.

[Night Thunder]

Dismissal!!

A blue electric current burst out and exploded the entire oil block on the spot.

Ugh!!

Lennok said leaving behind the oil debris sliding in the air blocked by an invisible shield.

“It doesn’t take long before they lose most of their intelligence and become monsters with no humanity left.”

“….”

“I think there is probably a word that specifies this phenomenon but I don’t know what it is called in the spiritual science world…”

Trample broken oil pipelines and convulsing monsters as you head toward the central drilling tower of the oil field.

When I looked closely at the drill tower which was broken in half and covered in dust I realized that it had completely stopped functioning.

“…It’s just as you said Ban.”

In the meantime Armand’s clones who had created several clones and explored various parts of the oil field spoke.

“All the workers here died and turned into monsters and it seems like decades have passed since the facility stopped working.”

There is an unknown oily substance all over the bodies of the clones as if they had been fighting monsters.

Lennok looked at Armand’s clones with an interesting expression and asked.

“It seems like your alter egos have real bodies. “How exactly does it work?”

“yes…?”

“Most people have supernatural powers but for an innate ability it’s quite unusual.”

Armand’s clones looked at each other in confusion and said.

“Basically it’s a replica… In a nutshell it’s a method of replicating my flame and infusing power into each individual.”

Armand 5 received Armand 2’s words.

“As we create a foundation with our thoughts and infuse magic to build substance as our numbers increase we become weaker.”

“So we use two or three during combat and increase the number only when exploration is needed.”

“I see….”

“We explored the entire oil field using clones but we couldn’t find a suitable entrance or passage.”

While Lennok was lost in thought Armand who noticed and returned the clones back to one sighed.

“It’s clear that work is going on near the oil fields… but I don’t know where to start.”

“We are not doing anything near the oil fields. “You must have seen oil leaking between the oil pipes right?”

“yes?”

“There is no way oil is still leaking from an oil pipeline that has been broken for more than several decades.”

When Armand seemed to have no idea Lennok explained again.

“Cracks in the oil pipeline are signs of recent creation. “What do you think it means that oil is being pumped through a broken pipe?”

“….”

“These people are not hiding near the oil fields. rather…”

Lennok said as he walked up into the drill tower.

“It’s hiding right under the oil field.”

The moment Lennok found a particularly oil-free lever among the fragments of the broken drill tower and pulled it.

The entire oil field began to sink as if it were sinking downward.

Kugugoogung!!

The oil field which appeared to be a wide plain of sand sank entirely and began spouting oil fountains in all directions.

At the same time the shape of a field that rapidly descends below the ground.

The oil flowing under the feet rubs against the passage and acts as a lubricant.

Unable to overcome the frictional heat it burned and created passages of flame in all directions.

In an instant the oil field collapsed tens of meters below and stopped in front of a dark underground cave like an elevator.

Good!!

An underground cave made of pitch-black rock without any light shining through.

It looks as if it is waiting for the two people to approach them with its mouth wide open.

Armand muttered clutching his sword nervously.

“How can there be such a deep underground cave under the sandy beach…!!”

“The magic power extracted from the corpse was applied with oil and mixed with sand to harden.”

Lennok was impressed as he lightly swept the pitch-black wall of the underground cave.

“It’s a lot harder than I thought. By forcibly mixing magical power and hardening it it gained a strength that did not exist in the original oil…”

“Mr. Ban.”

Armand asked in a hard voice.

As soon as he took a step forward Armand’s body split into three parts.

“Here I will take the lead and clear the way. “Can you please assist me from the rear?”

The oldest lineage. And black magicians who are related to the existence of extinction.

I don’t know what awaits on the other side of the cave but it wouldn’t be strange if there were secrets hidden that were never allowed to Armand.

What he has to do now is risk his life to assist the wizard.

The moment when Armand who was very nervous and had raised his magic power was slowly closing the distance into the cave.

“Before we go in let me cast a simple spell. “It will be helpful.”

“All right.”

Lennok who was looking at Armand’s clones with interest said.

“Now that things have turned out this way there’s something I want to experiment with.”

“yes? “It’s an experiment-”

The moment Armand 3 embarrassed turned his gaze towards Lennok.

A powerful bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck the top of Armand 3’s head.

“Agggggg!!!”

“Ban!!”

“Why did you attack me…!! Huh? “The pain…”

Embarrassed Armand 1 jumped up and made a bewildered expression as he hurriedly tried to widen the distance.

This is because I began to feel not a burning pain but a boiling power that was on a different level.

Lennok asked looking at Armand 3 trembling in place.

“If I apply augmentation magic to just one clone will the other clones be able to share that power?”

[Jubaksae (湊縛碎)]

[Yeoreoshin (余雷身)]

[The Four Books and Three Poles]

“What the hell is this…!!”

Broke! Broken!!

A bright blue lightning flashes around Armand 3’s body and the rotational speed of the magical power accelerates.

The sensation of a line of blue light forming between the gazes and the presence of the entire body rising sharply and condensing.

Everyone opened their mouths at the vision of hair standing on end and the ends turning blue.

Armand 3 looked at the tips of both hands with an expression of bewilderment as electricity bloomed from his entire body.

“Is this…?”

“This is the third revision of the lightning-type augmentation magic I came up with.”

Lennok crossed his arms and nodded.

“Do you mean the dog revision?”

“Of the three versions it has the best output but on the other hand it has the worst efficiency and fuel economy.”

“….”

“After experimenting I found that the power is not dispersed even if I cast augmentation magic on one clone. thank god.”

Armand’s other clones responded hesitantly to Lennok’s words.

“I don’t know what the good news is but…”

“I think I know.”

At that moment Armand 3 who had been silently lowering his head opened his mouth.

The gaze shining with blue light was already filled with an unknown confidence.

“Didn’t you yourself admit that I am the original body of the clones?”

“…what?”

Armand 3 stepped forward not paying attention to Armand 1 and Armand 2 opening their mouths.

“Whether or not there is self-independence that inevitably exists in those with the ability to create alter egos. “I received it directly from the Grand Wizard.”

“Oh no what are you talking about!!”

“Damn it why do I suddenly have superpowers…!!”

Armand 1 embarrassed tried to quickly retrieve his superpower but Armand 3 did not look at Armand 1.

Instead he just confidently asked Lennok with a completely different tone of voice.

“If the alter ego has greater power than the main body is it the alter ego or the main body?”

“….”

“I realized that the alter ego is also a person has an ego and deserves equal rights with the main body. “I salute you for teaching me that.”

Lennok smiled at Armand 3’s words and asked.

“It seems like your personality has changed a lot?”

“Because from the moment I was reborn with your strength I was no longer Armand Martins.”

Armand 3 answered with confidence.

“As you wish I will cooperate as a vanguard in this situation only. But after this is over I will leave the Balkans.”

“…what?”

“I’m tired of living as an aide to the Central Council.”

Armand 3 said crossing his arms as if mocking the other clones.

“I will let go of my alter ego and enjoy the new life that Gemrei has given me.”

“….”

Armand’s other alter egos were unable to respond to that shocking declaration and looked at Lennoc in silence.

Lennok tilted his head at the sight.

“I didn’t even think about augmenting consciousness… Was it a bit excessive?”