Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 681



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 681

Oldest Lineage (3)

Armand 3’s completely unexpected declaration of escape.

The other Armands were startled by the words of the alter ego who suddenly set out to find a new self.

“Sounds crazy….”

“Absolutely not!! “You are my alter ego!!”

“Talk freely. “I will live as I want from now on.”

Armand’s clones stand in front of the underground cave and raise their blades as if they will fight each other at any moment.

Lennok looked at the clones and opened his mouth as if he were dumbfounded.

“I’m sorry but the spell I just cast was not an attempt to guarantee the alter ego’s identity.”

“what?”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

Armand 3 frowned.

“This magic flowing through my body was literally a breath that awakened my soul. Are you planning to give me this power and deny me my identity?”

“….”

Somehow it seems like I have developed a very sensitive and expressive ability.

Was it really because the augmentation magic had strange side effects?

“The reason I said I was fortunate was….”

Lennok said and raised his magic power.

Two lightning bolts rotating in the air fell simultaneously.

[Yeoreoshin (余雷body)]

[One degree increases]

[Yeoreoshin (余雷body)]

[Two eight aeons]

It’s so scary!!!

The augmentation magic that fell on the tops of Armand 1 and Armand 2 instantly expanded their abilities in different directions.

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“Wow!!”

“Power…!!”

“Solid!! Why do they…!!”

Armand 1 and 2 are shocked as if they can’t believe it. Armand 3 is shouting with an embarrassed expression.

Lennok said while looking at Armand’s clones.

“It was because I thought I could compare the three revisions of the augmentation magic I developed at the same time.”

“…yes?”

“If the abilities and magic power of the three clones are the same wouldn’t it be easy to compare them by applying different augmentation magic to the same specimen?”

“….”

Only then did the clones silence themselves as they realized why Lennok cast augmentation magic on the clones and made sure they were properly maintained.

I wasn’t concerned about the side effects of the augmentation magic being cast weakening or the alter ego realizing its identity.

It was purely an idea to compare the revised version of the magic developed by Lennok and test its efficiency.

From the beginning Lennoc had only intended to study his magic through Armand’s alter ego.

Armand 2 muttered as if it was absurd.

“Oh no why are you conducting research on me at this time…?”

“It is rare to have the opportunity to test something like this in practice.”

Lennok laughed.

“And I guess I can’t experiment with my own body.”

“….”

Lennok has long realized the effectiveness of Yeoreisin and has been steadily conducting research to increase its power and efficiency.

Increase power and reduce fuel efficiency or increase reaction speed and reduce sensitivity.

A method of improving the version so that it can be used in various situations by slightly changing the lineage or nature of the ability augmented through Yeoreisin.

Of course the augmentation magic that has been studied is being used to cast it on the vanguard accompanying Lennok.

Its ultimate purpose is of course for Lennok’s own use.

In a battle between superhumans and monsters that goes beyond their limits Lennok himself struggles to get even one more chance in close combat.

It was rare to have the opportunity to test this simultaneously on the same specimen.

“The output and fuel efficiency of each improved version are different but each will be guaranteed to last about 10 minutes. In other words there isn’t much time to compare samples.”

“….”

“What are you doing?”

Lennok smiled and nodded.

“Without moving quickly.”

* * *

Kwaaaa!!

A huge underground cave with pitch-black walls.

A flash of light divided into three branches races quickly through the dark shadows.

Paaaa!!

As a flash of light penetrated the hallway inside the cave shouts erupted from all directions.

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“It’s an intruder!!”

“Put up protection and activate the magic circle!!”

“We will slow down and intercept. “Move from the vanguard!!”

People dressed in black robes jump out from all over the hallway grabbing deep black magic and throwing it away with all their might.

The magic thrown in all directions of the hallway bound the intention and rose up into a huge barrier pouring down black flames like rain.

Doo doo doo!!

However several young men with the same face rushed in and suppressed the warlock’s resistance.

Wood clatter!!

A young man with an unusually large physique pushes against the barrier and the other two jump on his knees and shoulders.

One of the two new types leapt into the air and disappeared from the spot stabbing the warlocks in the back.

The other penetrated through the ranks of wizards who attempted to chant without hesitation.

Let’s go!!

“Kwaaaa!!”

“You’re too fast!!”

“That’s ridiculous. The power is ridiculous compared to the available horsepower…!!”

Three young men break through mercilessly killing warlocks screaming from all directions.

Behind the remnants of the warlocks who are quickly being defeated a wizard holding a cane walks leisurely.

Kwasik!!

“Ooooh…!!”

The battle was over before long.

The battle between the three stopped only after they crossed the wide hallway and reached the plaza where the huge staircase was located.

Broke! Broken!!

An intense flow of electricity emanates from each step dimly lighting up the dark square.

The three Armands each slowly gained different momentum.

“Ha ha ha…!!”

Each person’s level of exhaustion is different but they are all out of breath with expressions of extreme fatigue.

Lennok was the last to walk into the square and nodded to the three people.

“You’ll be more tired than you think. “No matter how efficient an augmentation magic is it cannot be helped if it extracts the target’s energy and uses it.”

“….”

“As expected the second revision is the most efficient. The other two still need adjustment.”

Yeoreisin (余雷身) which grants the user powerful physical strength and lightning properties.

However a revised version created by adjusting the fuel efficiency and power of the existing Yeoroeshin is still under research.

Of the four three major apocalypses there is only one that best suits the purpose of battle.

The other two separated pros and cons to a somewhat excessive degree so they were somewhat distant from the original purpose.

“The idea of ​​dividing detailed abilities according to use does not seem bad but… it seems like more research is needed.”

“….”

Despite Lennok’s calm concerns Armand’s clones did not respond.

However even though they look slightly tired they strangely look at each other and slowly increase their distance.

Their appearance is so awkward that it is hard to believe that they are two separate entities from one body.

It is a strange sight as if we are not seeing identical alter egos but competitors who must be wary of each other.

Dabi who was watching the scene in his arms shook his head.

[There is no skit. My identity is so immature… I feel like I still lack so much experience in the world.]

“….”

How would the clones react if they found out that they were receiving life lessons from a lightning spirit who was born less than a few years ago?

Instead of going out of his way to tell him the truth Lennok silently cleared away the misfortune that had been inflicted on Armand’s clones.

It’s so scary…!!

“ah!!”

“Ugh….”

As he screams out a sigh of relief Armand’s magical power suddenly dwindles and his expression changes drastically.

At the same time the alter egos of Armand who lowered his head merged into one and returned to Armand Martins himself.

Armand who was dazedly fumbling with his body soon sighed and covered his face with one hand.

“Whoa….”

“How do you feel?”

“…This is the worst.”

Armand weakly answered Lennok’s question.

“I had a really nasty experience.”

“The augmentation magic I cast is of course the kind of power that can be directly retrieved and reaped at any time.”

Lennok chuckled fiddling with his staff and said.

“It is unlikely that the clone’s new self will awaken due to such augmentation magic… I was mistaken from the beginning.”

“yes. I understand what you mean. “I felt like the urge inside me was growing out of control.”

Armand staggered to his feet and answered.

Armand with a pale complexion brushed his hair and carefully picked up the fallen knife.

“I think I may have mistakenly thought that an impulse that I was not aware of grew out of control through augmented magic and gave me an identity.”

“That’s a reasonable guess.”

Armand’s clones did not awaken as new selves after receiving Lennok’s augmentation magic.

Superpower is an innate ability that is most influenced by the organic nature of the body and mind.

Therefore in the case of Armand who uses the alter ego ability he controls and manipulates the alter ego through the identity of his body.

However the clone that received Lennok’s augmentation magic became different from the other clones and Armand’s mind began to mistake its identity.

The alter ego’s sudden behavior and sudden change in speech are side effects that arose when Armand’s own mind misjudged the alter ego.

Lennok had pointed out that fact to Armand who had returned after disarming the Emperor.

“This time I solved it myself but what would happen if the enemy used the same method?”

“….”

“It will either not listen to your control like it does now or in the worst case scenario it will attack you directly.”

Armand bowed his head in silence.

“It would be a good idea to create a slightly different alter ego on a daily basis so that you can be confident that it is you even when conditions change. “I don’t know much about superpowers but…”

Lennok said as he picked up the old radio from the warlock’s corpse.

“In the end it is an ability that starts from believing in yourself. “I’ve seen a few people go crazy because they couldn’t do that.”

“…I understand. Now that I know that my superpowers have blind spots I need to work harder. “Thank you for the advice.”

“….”

Looking at Armand who nodded in understanding Lennok organized the magic patterns of the Four Guardian Angels separately.

Even though he said so it was clear that Armand 3’s sudden deviation was unexpected.

‘The Librarian’s Triad was basically an improved version created to enhance reflexes and thinking speed.’

Among the three improved versions it is the only one that supports mental abilities so there may be another reason why Armand 3 showed strange behavior.

It seemed likely that significant results would be achieved by further researching the direction adjusted when creating the Four Books Triad.

Lennok quickly gathered those thoughts and lifted up the radio he had picked up.

“If you’ve calmed down let’s talk about this.”

Beep beep beep-

When I press the button an unknown beep comes out and then cuts off.

“It works fine but communication isn’t actually connected.”

“Has the communication network been cut off?”

“If that were the case a message would have appeared saying that communication could not be connected at all.”

“then…?”

“Someone is intercepting the communication in the middle.”

Armand’s expression hardened slightly after understanding Lennok’s words.

“They must be warlocks who joined hands with Reisen.”

“Hold this and find the point where the beeping sound continues for as long as possible.”

Following Lennok’s words Armand recovered several intact radios from the corpses of the warlocks and began using their clones to send radio calls from various places.

Even after being united and then divided again the alter egos look somewhat awkward.

I don’t want to agree with what Dabi said but there really isn’t a skit.

However this irony is proof of the fundamental precariousness that all superpowers always live with.

That is why an unprecedented organization called the Ability Enlightenment Front was born and is running on the central front.

For some born gifted people the talent they were born with is nothing more than a curse.

“Mr. Ban.”

Armand 9 waved at Lennok from the other side of the stairs.

Lennok immediately picked up the radio he was holding and pressed the button.

“Can you hear me?”

[yes. You can hear it through the radio.]

“good. “It’s within the range where the radio operates normally.”

If the leadership of the warlocks is intercepting radio communications we need to find out what the effective range is.

If we measure the borderline where communication is hijacked and reverse it we will be able to determine the starting point from where communication is blocked.

Armand also seemed to understand Lennok’s intention and moved immediately.

“This way.”

“Kaaak!!”

Armand who had taken out the warlock hiding on the railing with a dagger climbed up the stairs.

Armand tilted his head as he saw Lennog silently looking at the stairs from below.

“Aren’t you going to come up?”

“….”

The moment Lennok flicked his staff the oil that had accumulated under the floor rose up in a clump and hit Lennok’s feet.

Shuuuung!!

In an instant he easily skipped hundreds of stairs and placed Lennok on the railing on the second floor with a clump of oil falling down.

Armand looked at that and lowered his head as if he had made a mistake.

“sorry. “I knew you had been injured recently…”

“…Be careful from now on.”

* * *

Lennok immediately led Armand’s clones and ran through the hallway above the stairs.

An underground structure so solid and elaborately designed that it’s hard to believe it exists beneath the acrid sand plateau.

“To think that an underground structure like this could be built with only a small number of people… There must have been a reason why Senator Reisen entrusted the slush funds to them.”

Armand muttered as if he was surprised.

“You said it was made by hardening oil. “Is there a reason why this material was chosen for a place like this?”

“Well… I guess it’s because they were trying to use it as a catalyst.”

“…Are you talking about a catalyst?”

“If you think about that I understand why they were hiding their slush funds in this area.”

Lennok said looking away.

“If the warlocks succeeded in transforming this pile of sand using hardened oil as a catalyst…”

When I lightly scratched the wall with the tip of my cane something that looked like a transparent crystal fell out.

“The next process could also have been handled using black magic.”

“…Is this a gem crystal?”

Lennok patted the dumbfounded Armand on the shoulder and started walking again.

The once dark hallway becomes brighter little by little and the space on the left and right continues to expand.

The hallway painted with black solid material changes into the shape of a transparent crystal.

Car and car!!

A room made up of huge gem crystals bent into the shape of an elongated disk.

Dozens of transparent glass pillars are crowded together on all sides of the dazzling jewel room.

The glass column is filled with a dark green liquid and there are dozens of people floating in the liquid with their eyes closed.

“….”

Armand was speechless at the sight beyond his imagination and opened his mouth in a daze.

Lennok left Armand alone and looked at the people floating on the glass pillar.

“There is a pulse. I’m breathing just fine. “It appears to be a device made to sustain life.”

“this person….”

“Is the power of the device being solved by pouring oil into it? “It’s an efficient idea to solve production and supply in one way.”

Tuk.

The moment I touched the tip of the wand the glass pillar shattered and a body covered in green liquid fell out of it.

Wow!!

A naked man fell headfirst and rolled around in front of Armand.

Lennok pushed the fallen naked man over with his cane and watched his face closely.

“Now that I see it it’s not just that I’m fine but I’m quite healthy. “Then why was it stored in this way?”

“How could such a large-scale human sacrifice occur near the Balkans…!!”

Armand stretched out his hand into his arms with a trembling voice.

Armand took out his cell phone and quickly dialed the number but there was no connection.

Lennok shook his head at him.

“You said they were intercepting all communications. “There is no way a phone could be connected underground in an undeveloped area in the first place even if it was due to a magnetic storm.”

“We need to call support immediately!!”

“Are they going to let us go?”

“…!!”

Seeing Armand fidgeting Lennok lifted himself up with his cane.

“And these are no signs of human sacrifice. “I think I prepared in my own way but the atmosphere is very different.”

If you’re just going to sacrifice humans there’s no reason to store it so carefully.

Rather than preparing an offering for an offering perhaps there was another purpose.

Lennok thought so and took out a syringe from his pocket.

“Let’s wake him up first and ask him directly.”

“What is that?”

“It is a tonic that can make even a dying demon go wild.”

Lennok said and inserted the needle into the fallen man’s heart.

“I don’t know why I lost consciousness but if I get hit with this I’ll come back to my senses even if I don’t want to.”

Deep!!

Insert the needle and push the medication inside.

An extreme method of injecting drugs directly into the heart.

An ordinary human being would probably die on the spot from heart failure rather than come to his senses.

However even though Lennok knew this he placed a tonic on the man’s heart and lightly pounded it.

That’s because they were already convinced that these bodies stuffed in front of their eyes were not ordinary humans.

And the man who had been administered the cardiotonic drug opened his eyes on the spot.

The eerie sight of dozens of people trapped in the tank opening their eyes at the same time and staring at Lennok.

“…!!”

Their pupils were shaking and squirming as if thousands of insects were crawling around them.

Unlike Armand who was gritting his teeth with a pale complexion Lennok nodded as if he had expected that to happen.

“It was this way as expected.”

A strange presence felt in dozens of bodies including this man.

And because I remembered this pupil that seemed as if it could not maintain its self and would scatter at any moment.

A being whose body is controlled and moved by hundreds of collective consciousnesses that believe themselves to be a single entity.

A person with extraordinary abilities who cannot clearly define the identity of his abilities even within Pandemonium to the extent that it is said to be a type of disease that pollutes the mind.

Glenn the hive mind holder who assisted the Clown and Freya in Operation Well of the Handbook was sleeping here.

The moment when Lennok opened his mouth to ask Glenn who had regained consciousness what he was talking about.

“I’m sorry but I can’t wake him up here yet.”

A muffled voice rang out from behind the two people.

A tall man with eyes that can be seen at a glance.

Unlike the dark dead look on his face the smile on his face is infinitely light.

The man laughed looking at Lennok with a strange gaze his pupils spinning.

“My friend is very sick. “Would you like to put that aside for a moment and talk to me?”

Small jewels jingled like coins between the man’s hands.