Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 685



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 685

Oldest lineage (7)

The Baegon that Lennok faced was an arrogant and hotheaded wizard but he was a talented wizard.

The more talented a magician is the more likely he is to have a rational intuition that allows him to look at everything objectively.

In that sense it is strange that Baegon believed himself to be the Emperor’s disciple without any context.

On the other hand it is also true that there is no reason for Myung to deny Baegon and tell lies.

‘The other side of death. The gap between fantasy and reality. Mission and tools.’

If you guess what Myung muttered while he was unconscious you can get some idea of ​​the truth.

If as Ermont said a major mental problem occurred during the process of obtaining the qualification and preparing.

If you are unable to remember what you said or did due to shock or reaction to the point where your personality is completely separated.

If the existence of Ming cannot be defined as a single person wouldn’t it be possible to understand Baegon’s actions so far?

[That’s a sharp point. Even more so in the sense that it wasn’t completely wrong.]

However Myeong only laughed quietly in response to Lennok’s question.

[But maybe not in the way you think. The basis of my power is fundamentally different from your talent.]

“…different?”

[Everything is different. Even the unwanted bloodline spell and this cursed black magic.]

Are you saying that you don’t value this transcendent power and black magic that feels even great?

However Myeong seemed to have no hesitation in belittling his own power.

[It is a miracle created not by myself but by twisting the curse and sacrifice I have borne. You don’t have to worry too much.]

“….”

Does this mean that Lennok’s guess is not completely wrong but on the other hand it is not completely correct?

Myeong did not deny that he was not one person but on the contrary he expressed doubts about the separateness of his personality.

That is an answer that is closer to explaining the source of power and its way of existence rather than the consciousness or subject of Ming.

Then again-

“Is it because the way of existence of that lineage is also related to the existence of foreign gods?”

[….]

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“The oldest wizarding family with the symbol of extinction… Where did it start?”

Myung did not answer that question right away.

Instead the darkness that took away Baegon’s existence was slowly recovered and pushed into the coffin.

The grip of the dark giant slowly loses its form and disappears in the darkness along with its will being withdrawn.

The hundreds of branches of the chain fold and rotate inside the tube.

[It is not difficult to reveal the long history and family corruption but…]

Only the sound of the sinking chains echoed quietly overlapping with the voices of the people.

[If external matters are involved it becomes troublesome to explain in writing. You must have already seen it in Machine City and returned?]

“…what?”

[Trying to transcend is not a blessing or privilege. Rather it is a bondage that is close to a curse.]

People spoke about Lennok who was silent.

[That’s why sometimes it’s necessary to hold back for a while even if it means being unreasonable.]

“….”

[I succeeded in leaving a little room but some people don’t.]

For a moment I felt a cold cynicism seeping into Myeong’s tone.

[Apostates who forget the essence and dream of miracles bordering on corruption… We may always be looking back and laughing at ourselves.]

Even though he had the qualifications to challenge for ascension he deliberately postponed it.

And the fact that there are renegades who cannot do it and cannot be stopped.

Even though it seemed difficult to have a conversation Myeong was trying to explain things as simply as possible.

It must be because of the existence of that huge black crown created with the power of the extinction tree that Baegon opened.

This is because the power of the Black Crown which is directly related to the oldest lineage is forcibly holding the consciousness of people who cannot exist here.

However even with the power of the black crown Myeong’s will cannot be maintained for long and his thoughts begin to fade.

Myung also seemed to realize this and mocked himself.

[Yes… at best it’s just a moment of leisure. Even this moment wasn’t planned.]

“….”

Rather than losing contact it seems as if the will itself is gradually shaking.

A tired voice as if existing in this place is becoming increasingly difficult.

[I left a message to Hilea so please check…]

“…okay.”

Until just now Myeong could not tell whether this was reality or another side of consciousness.

Nevertheless does this mean that they were talking and answering questions and were even aware of the fact that Lennok had returned from the Machine City?

I can’t help but be impressed by the transcendent mental power that is clearly revealed even though he doesn’t show it.

[Before long… It was always like that.]

I felt as if my name was laughing quietly on the other side of the darkness.

[That’s why you are needed not me.]

With those words the darkness burning inside the black coffin shook dangerously.

The moment when my voice completely blurred and reached the point where I could no longer hear it.

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There was deafening silence and the darkness completely disappeared.

Paaaa!!

The black coffin containing Ming’s will shattered on the spot.

The pitch-black giant tree hanging overhead is twitching from the roots drying out and shriveling.

It turned into a handful of powder and collapsed on the spot.

Couuuuuuuuuuuuuut!!!

As the giant tree that supported the underground cavity disappears the axis of the earth shakes like crazy.

“Ha… You somehow survived today too.”

Ermont sat down weakly in his seat with a face that looked like he was ten years older.

“…It’s a bit awkward to ask now but you’re probably not planning on killing me yet right?”

Ermont takes a quick look and prepares to run away. Looking at Ermont like that Lenno chuckled and looked away.

“I’ll save you. “Take that guy named Glenn and get the hell out of here.”

“Yes thank you. But why did you suddenly change your mind…?”

As we walked along the collapsing underground hallway Ermont suddenly became curious and asked me.

Lennok responded by activating his magic sense and checking the life reactions of the surrounding area.

“If people have people with them it’s because they are useful.”

It seems clear that Ermont is handling Bokma-jeon’s affairs at a time when Myeong is having difficulty moving around due to personal reasons.

It seems clear that Ermont is handling Bokma-jeon’s affairs at a time when Myeong is having difficulty moving around due to personal reasons.

This may not be because Ermont is a black magician like Ming but because there is a more personal reason or connection.

Although Lennok clearly knew this he had no intention of killing Ermont on the spot.

After hearing the answer Ermont’s expression turned somber.

“…Okay. Considering you mentioned Hilea I thought you were ready for Pandemonium.”

“….”

“What happened? “I’m not doing this because I want to do it anyway… Now that I think about it why am I even taking on the role of scout?”

The moment Ermont grumbled took out the jewel and threw it over his head.

The collapsing walls of the underground cavity hardened in an instant and turned into a passage leading to the ground.

“Glen!!”

Ermont shouted placing one foot on the hard passage.

“If I don’t come out quickly I’ll just bury it all here whether you guys search for it or not…!!”

bang!!

At that moment an explosion exploded above Lennoc and Ermont’s heads and dozens of people poured out.

Dozens of Glens waving their arms and legs with blank expressions and Armand desperately swinging his fists among them.

Ermont’s expression turned absurd.

“…was he still fighting?”

“Cough!!”

Armand’s clones desperately try to shake off Glenn’s rain but Glenn just rolls around with an expressionless face.

Even though several Glenns got beaten up and had their mouths burst and their noses broken they didn’t seem to care at all.

Unlike what he showed in the well of the handbook here he didn’t even seem to have any desire to fight.

Rather he just keeps saying various things to Armand who continues to beat him up.

“That’s not how it works.”

“shut up!!”

Wow!!

Glenn who fell down with his face sunken spoke blankly.

“Moving multiple bodies at the same time is done through the senses. “Your head hurts.”

“What nonsense…!!”

“It’s easier to give up. Accept it.”

Even as he falls through the collapsing sand pit Armand resists to escape from Glenn.

Ermont looked at the scene sighed and shook his head.

“I don’t know who is teaching whom… That’s why it’s hard to take this guy and that guy with him.”

“You’re teaching?”

Lennok looked down at Glenn who was being beaten like crazy by Armand.

“In my opinion it’s nothing more or less than just a punching bag.”

“That friend has a strange mental illness.”

Ermont replied harshly.

“I tend to think that if I use similar abilities it’s all me.”

“….”

“So I’m trying to teach them how to accept that they’re like a hive mind or something.”

Is that why you were telling Armand earlier that it would be easier if you gave up?

If I thought of Armand as the same person I could see why Glenn was being beaten so quietly.

However Lennok who was watching Armand’s movements through the collapsing sand pit soon brightened his eyes.

“You’re much better at manipulating your alter ego than before. “Does that nonsense have any effect?”

“More than that if we just keep looking at it like this it wouldn’t be surprising if we were all buried alive in the sand…!!”

thud!

At that moment the sand rose rapidly from beneath Lennok and Ermont’s feet and instantly pushed the group above the ground.

A rapidly rising air current traveling backwards through a passage tens of meters underground.

The sand dust wriggled as if it were alive and spit out dozens of people at the same time through the collapsed pit.

Wow!!

The image of Ermont and Glen Armand being flung to the back of a completely destroyed oil field facility.

“Cluck cluck!!”

Ermont who belatedly realized the situation after seeing Lennok who had easily got off the ground shook his head.

“Manipulating each particle of sand with magical power… aren’t you human too? “Isn’t it a sand mole mixed race or something like that?”

“Even if I let you live you only keep talking.”

Directly manipulating sand particles with magical power was something that Lennok had done without difficulty even before he completed the hierarchy.

From the beginning Lennok never thought about dying by being buried alive in this huge desert.

“Wow…!!”

“Go away!!”

Perhaps because Lennok forcibly pulled them up by the collar they all seemed to have eaten a lot of sand in the process.

Lennok nodded as he looked at Armand and Glenn who were gagging and spitting out sand.

“The Central Council is watching this agenda. “You better move quickly.”

“Yes that’s right. “If only those guys would come to their senses I’d think it would go away quickly.”

Ermont picked his nose and grinned.

It seemed very awkward to do such a movement with the face of a saihan Zaun Odis but what would it be like if the warlock who took over his body decided to use it like that?

Lennok looked at Ermont quietly and asked.

“The oldest lineage. “That doesn’t apply to just one person.”

“….”

“I think you have a good reason too. “Isn’t that right?”

Lennok who competed with Ermont in the Hanghasa Labyrinth as Evan guessed his identity to some extent.

An ancient warlock who has survived for over hundreds of years by leaving behind only his rituals.

The ritual warfare technique he developed that allows the human body to be freely changed can be said to be a magic of such high perfection that even Lennok acknowledges it.

If Myeong had to keep such a warlock alive wouldn’t it be because a warlock named Ermont was also deeply entangled in the curse or bloodline that Myeong mentioned?

Ermont wiped the hand that was picking his nose on his pants and raised his gaze without saying a word.

His eyes which had not shown any emotion until now seemed to sink into a gloomy mood for a moment.

“well. “I have lived my whole life without paying any attention to such things.”

“….”

“I just want to kill the weak get rid of everything that disturbs me and escape the bonds of the flesh and live freely.”

Ermont shrugged his shoulders.

“Even if there is something to do with it I don’t think it’s necessarily because of me.”

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu….”

Glenn who is healthy carries Glenn who is spitting out sand and Glenn whose facial bones have caved in carries Glenn who has a broken leg.

“If you are interested in an old lineage it would be better to look for families other than mine.”

Ermont smiled as he turned to follow Glenn who was looking back at him with blurry eyes.

“As he said this family has already been completely crushed and there is no room left.”

“….”

“Let’s see.” “I think there were a couple more besides Myeokdun and Gonggyeong… I guess there might be more if I look for them.”

Five families that exist as the bloodline of the oldest wizards.

Does this mean that apart from the Ming lineage that dealt with black magic there were additional families called Myeoldun and Gonggyeong?

“I heard that the Spell Federation handles very old ancient magic. “You can’t say it’s not related.”

Order Federation of the Central Front. Does this mean that there is a high possibility that the oldest lineage belongs to the place where all the magic techniques in the world are gathered?

Lennok nodded.

“Remember that.”

It was difficult to completely trust Ermont’s memories which had skipped hundreds of years but it was still better than nothing.

The fragments of Acrotrinier the extinction tree tried to find and absorb the magic power of the people even though they had already abandoned the humans they had encroached upon.

Just recognizing the fact why the oldest lineages are closely related to the power of foreign gods would be a valuable clue.

Lennok thought like that and looked at the back of the warlock walking away.

It’s easy to forget because of his frivolous and light attitude but his personality is close to that of a villain who doesn’t care about the sacrifices of others in the first place.

Even if I were to kill myself here I wouldn’t feel much remorse or guilt.

I thought about leaving Ermont half-dead here capturing him alive and handing him over to the council but-

Since we already have one foot in the door to pandemonium there is no reason to put in any more effort here.

After making that decision Lennok erased even the faintest worries that remained in a corner of his mind.

“Huh? “I suddenly got a chill…”

Lennoc smiled as Ermont began to tremble and walk faster.

The aide is sitting in the sand pit in a daze looking at Lennok in a state of complete disrepair.

Because I was fighting with Glenn I didn’t hear about the existence of Myeong or the Fragments of the Extinct Tree so there’s no need to elaborate.

“…Is it all over now?”

Lennok nodded as he looked at Armand.

“Roughly. “I’m planning to tell the city council the whole story so could you please call another airship?”

* * *

A room filled with thousands of screens.

Heaps of papers and research materials fluttered about in the living room where even the ceiling and floor were filled with screens.

Rustle rustle!!

A strange sight where sound from the screen replaces silence and the light from the screen replaces the lighting of the room.

All you can feel is the occasional shaking as the piles of paper collapse.

Woooo!!

At that moment one of the wires scattered randomly on the floor of the room activated.

The moment when a man walked out from between a pile of papers and casually stepped on the line.

-doctor.

Soryu’s cold voice echoed quietly in the room.

“I’m listening.”

The doctor said throwing the sheaf of paper he was carrying in both hands onto the floor.

thud!!

-The surroundings are noisy. Are you okay?

“don’t mind. “Because it’s no big deal.”

The doctor who was sitting on top of the wad of paper he had thrown stretched out his hand and a coffee cup was created in the air emitting warm smoke.

“It takes unnecessary time to filter out the dummy data pouring in from outside the ocean. “Thanks to you the observation room became a mess.”

Instant coffee made on the spot by combining a cup coffee powder and hot water.

However there was a faint expression of satisfaction on the doctor’s face as he tipped his glass.

“I really like the taste of this rotting brain.”

-….

“The combination of cheap drugs and hormone regulators seems to be straining your brain. “It would be great if it was heated to the point of magic breakdown… but it’s really like eating for two and then losing both of them.”

The doctor who was lying limp among a mountain of paper muttered with a dazed look on his face.

“It’s the same with Machina if you keep your hands open all kinds of problems will arise… Who will be responsible if the preservation device is damaged…”

-doctor. Where is Ermont now?

“Ermont? “Why that friend?”

-In order to infiltrate the central front you need his ritual warfare technique. I don’t want to cause unnecessary fuss.

“hmm…”

After drinking all the remaining coffee the doctor adjusted his posture and sat down.

“Tell me more.”

-You know where he is.

Soryu’s voice suddenly became sharper.

-Is there a reason you can’t tell me?

“Let’s listen first and then talk.”

In response to the doctor’s calm reply Soryu was silent for a moment before answering.

-Janicus Barbaria joined the Blue Eyes. I gave in to the decisive battle with the lighthouse keeper and accepted defeat cleanly.

“…Barvaria? “Are you referring to the ruler of Kaiushu?”

Embankment Yannicus Barbaria.

A level 8 physically capable person and a tyrant who ruled Kaiushu a small and medium-sized city on the western continent.

Even Dr. Nogoero whose stature did not waver even though his mind and body were weakened due to a long illness had heard of the name and knew it.

“I heard that he has a very irritable temper due to his old age. A young lighthouse keeper made such an old bastard obey?”

-According to the news at the scene it seemed like he had completely inherited the supernormal abilities of a lighthouse keeper.

Looking at the doctor with interest Soryu spoke in a low voice.

-The magnetic field of Cheongyeon was observed in her.