Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 443

“Soryu, get away from me!!”

Kwaaaang!!

Ermong unleashed another barrage of gem-enhanced attacks.

Soryu needed to recover his condition and rejoin the fight as quickly as possible, unless he could gain an advantage in a one-on-one confrontation.

Even though he had just exposed an opening with a powerful blast, Ermong didn’t hesitate to use the same tactic again.

He understood that hesitating to use the most necessary technique in the current moment would directly lead to defeat.

“Foolish…!!”

Jebyeok also fearlessly tore off a sleeve of his dragon robe, attempting to use the fabric to block the attack.

The purple dragon robe itself was a type of artifact made from the highest-grade fabric that blocked mana.

It couldn’t completely stop Ermong’s gem-enhanced attacks, which surpassed even the Saint-level, but it would provide more than enough time to block the attacks.

Ignoring Soryu’s cold aura, he would finally crush the head of that slippery black mage.

Capturing a member of the Kabahim royal family and handing them over to the royal family would bring in a considerable sum of money.

If he could overcome this crisis, the time he had suffered in recovery might even be reduced.

Thinking this, Jebyeok was about to throw the piece of dragon robe above his head when…

Fwoosh!!

As if it were a lie, the piece of dragon robe slipped from his fingers and vanished.

“What…”

Instead, an unidentifiable plastic case appeared in his grasp, as if its position had been switched.

Before he could even recognize the identity of the case, which was densely engraved with complex magic circles, Ermong’s barrage fell from above.

The case melted in Jebyeok’s hand as he was engulfed in the intense heat, and at that moment, the spell assembled inside the case triggered a secondary explosion.

Kwaaaang!!!!

At the center of the brilliant gem-enhanced light, a bluish sphere of light rotated and burst forth.

“Kuhhh…!!”

As Jebyeok, with a pained expression, let out a groan and escaped the blast zone,

Dozen of long, stake-shaped bombs appeared above Jebyeok’s head, as if following him, and exploded once more.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!!!

“Uh, uh… ?”

Soryu frowned at the unusual power, and even Ermong looked slightly bewildered.

Ermong, regaining his senses, snapped his fingers as if he had realized something.

“It seems the body I’ve taken over has unleashed its potential without me even knowing!! Otherwise-”

“That’s what the other guy did. Get a grip.”

Soryu, cutting off the black mage’s nonsense with a cold tone, turned his gaze.

A special-type mage with his arms crossed, his robe fluttering, was watching them intently.

It was difficult to discern his expression due to the mask he was wearing, but it was clear what his slight nod meant.

Just now, that mage had teleported dozens of bombs simultaneously, attacking Jebyeok.

Now, it was even harder to believe that he wasn’t a mage who directly manipulated space.

Soryu, drawing his frost blade, rose to his feet and muttered.

“So, you’re finally thinking of moving… It’s not welcome, but it’s a great asset. I’ll finish this here.”

* * *

Soryu’s blade, disappearing as if seeping through the cold, mercilessly slashed at Jebyeok’s body.

Kaga-ga-gak!!

He possessed a bloodline ability that transformed his internal structure into ice, but if he was even a little late, it wouldn’t be strange for his flesh to be torn off, such was the precarious balance.

However, Soryu, aware of the risk, didn’t hesitate to charge at a superhuman of a higher rank than himself.

Jebyeok’s slow reactions due to his deteriorating health, and Ermong’s firepower support, which felt perhaps even more dangerous than Soryu himself. And Lenok’s addition.

He was confident that he could hunt an 8-level monster head-on right now.

Even as he writhed on the ground in pain, Ermong was constantly pouring in mana, distracting Jebyeok.

‘How curious.’

Lenok, using the Archangel’s Compassion, was also lost in thought as he relentlessly bombarded Jebyeok with the bombs and blades he had been carrying.

‘The relics of the Archangel series are resonating with each other, amplifying the space teleportation ability.’

The Archangel’s Compassion, which originally could only designate one inanimate object and teleport its coordinates, had begun to resonate with the Tear, increasing its output.

From the point when it began to fully resonate with the Archangel’s Tear, it became possible to designate and teleport at least dozens of coordinates simultaneously.

Whether this was simply due to the resonance between the Archangel series or the interaction of the energies within them was unknown.

‘But if I can arbitrarily amplify the space teleportation ability even after taking the elixir…’

It would become even easier to imitate a space mage as Victor.

Kwaaaang!!

Putting his thoughts aside, he continuously activated the Archangel’s Compassion, which showed no sign of decreasing in output.

Lenok’s only task was to teleport dozens of large-object-designated demolition bombs, made in Palmer’s workshop, through space.

They were explosives designed to penetrate the defenses of superhumans and the lines they established.

One bomb alone might not inflict significant damage on Jebyeok, but detonating dozens of them simultaneously at unexpected moments was more than enough to land a hit.

Pa-ba-ba-bak!!!

In between Soryu and Jebyeok’s fierce exchanges, Lenok precisely targeted the split second when Jebyeok was about to counterattack and detonated the bombs.

He shoved a bomb into his mouth the moment he screamed, pushing the heat all the way into his insides.

“Ueeeek…!!”

Even Ermong, who was providing fire support from afar with black magic, was horrified by the vicious method.

However, despite the hellish heat permeating his body, Jebyeok endured all the attacks and rose to his feet.

Doo-doo-doo-doo!!!!

Even as their mana and energy seemed to evaporate, the speed at which their attacks crossed paths only increased, transcending perception.

Blades and fists reaching subsonic speeds, and heat and cold capable of evaporating flesh and soul, alternated, setting the field ablaze in white.

At the center of the barrage of explosions, Jebyeok unleashed a magnificent roar.

[When will you inferior insects stop resisting my will!!!]

Full power of the microcosm unleashed.

Ignoring Soryu’s clones that were relentlessly attacking, he grabbed and crushed the air.

The space warped and recovered, creating an explosion.

He grabbed the very concept of that explosion once more, compressed it, and detonated it, sweeping away all physical force in the surrounding area.

[Wave Axis]

Kwaaaang!!

A hemispherical sphere that rose from the center of Jebyeok Yanikus Barbaria rejected the blizzard and the light of the gems, carving out space itself.

The impact sent Soryu flying, crashing into Ermong’s body and shattering into ice fragments.

“Ugh…!!”

“Ouch!! That hurts!”

Ignoring Ermong, who was screaming in pain, Soryu reassembled himself and glared at Jebyeok.

Jebyeok, his face pale, was looking down at them, clutching the unconscious Filer by the neck with one hand.

[I was wary of what kind of power the Kabahim royal family used, but if that’s all it is, there’s nothing more to see.]

Jebyeok coldly muttered and raised his hand, and a massive amount of mana began to condense into a sphere of light.

A technique that squeezed mana to its limit. It had already reached a level of miracle that was difficult to call martial arts.

Kugugugu!!

[After tearing your neck off with my bare hands, I will hang your corpse in front of the Kabahim royal palace. It is a fitting punishment for the ruffians who invaded my city.]

“Wow…”

Ermong’s reaction was one of small admiration. Naturally, everyone ignored him.

[Seeing that you wander around instead of staying in the palace despite being a grown royal, it must be proof of a tainted bloodline, right?]

Jebyeok’s lips twisted into a sneer as he mocked Soryu.

[A fitting act for someone who hasn’t inherited a rightful place. I will inflict a divine punishment befitting your evil deeds…!!]

Woo-woo-woo-woong!!

The sphere of light in Jebyeok’s hand fell from his grasp.

It didn’t head towards Soryu, Ermong, or Lenok, but simply fell slowly towards the ground.

They didn’t know what kind of power it possessed, but if an 8-level monster was so confident in unleashing it, it must be a technique with considerable power.

“Unfortunately, I’ve already killed several of my brothers to get here.”

Lenok was thinking of taking out his carapace shield and holding his ground, while Soryu, dusting himself off, spoke.

“I don’t think you’re the one who can punish me.”

At that moment, a chilling cold flashed behind Jebyeok’s back.

The body of Filer, whom he had been carrying, moved as if in a fit, and stabbed Jebyeok in the back.

Thwack!!

[…!!!!]

The cold chill clung to the arm of the unconscious Filer. A sharp dagger, stained with black ink-like energy, was gripped in his hand.

The black energy, which had been writhing like dark clouds on the blade of the dagger, pierced through Jebyeok’s solid defensive mana and seeped into his body.

At that moment, Jebyeok’s face twisted grotesquely, and his body lost its strength and fell.

At the same time, the sphere of light that had been slowly falling towards the ground vanished as if it were a lie.

Thud!!

“I, Ick…!!”

Jebyeok’s body was twitching, unable to regain his senses.

He had been defeated so easily for an 8-level extreme ability user, but Soryu didn’t seem surprised at all, stepping on Jebyeok’s head with a cold expression.

Crack!!

“You said you wouldn’t compromise with your grandson or the relic, but I think differently.”

“Let go of him right now!!”

“That’s not being uncompromising, that’s being indecisive. It means you don’t know how to give up something.”

Crack!!

Soryu grabbed the handle of the dagger embedded in Jebyeok’s back and twisted it with force, causing Jebyeok’s expression to contort greatly.

“You had three choices: your life, your grandson’s life, and the Archangel’s Tear. You couldn’t give up any of them, and that’s why you’re in this state.”

Soryu coldly muttered as he slowly infused the dagger with mana.

“I figured you wouldn’t be able to kill your grandson with your own hands, so I made preparations in advance. I knew that when you tried to forcefully increase your power, you would definitely bring this useless bug with you.”

“Ugh…!!”

The cold that had seeped in through the dagger relentlessly spread through Jebyeok’s bone marrow.

Jebyeok let out a groan at the chilling sensation of being frozen from his back to his head.

“It’s one of the cursed treasures of the royal family. As you said, it’s something I took with me when I was kicked out of the palace. It’s the thing that pierced my own brother’s heart.”

“With, with something else…!!!!”

“Now it’s your grandson’s turn.”

Crack!!

With a flick of Soryu’s wrist, Filer’s neck twisted and broke.

Jebyeok’s eyes widened as he watched his grandson’s neck snap and die before his eyes.

No matter how strong a superhuman was, they couldn’t help but be shaken by the death of a loved one.

Soryu accurately targeted the moment Jebyeok’s strong mental fortitude wavered and punched him in the jaw.

“Kuh…”

Jebyeok, who had lost his strength and was half-unconscious, slumped to the ground.

Soryu looked down at Jebyeok and slowly released the dagger, rising to his feet.

“Things went much better than I expected. I don’t need to kill him after all.”

“What are you planning to do?”

“I’ll capture him alive and hand him over to the doctor.”

Soryu ran a hand through his hair and sighed, looking slightly tired.

“Even if he’s an old man on the verge of death, he’s an 8-level extreme ability user. He’ll be useful in some way.”

“There was a reason why that eccentric scientist was particularly fond of you.”

“The doctor is the most passionate person I know when it comes to knowledge.”

Soryu muttered in a cold voice as he took out a dark red rope from his pocket and began to tie up Jebyeok’s body.

“There are people in the organization who know more or are wiser, but no one is more enthusiastic. I like people like that.”

“…”

Lenok also watched the scene from afar, lowering his gaze.

Was that object also one of the cursed treasures of the royal family that Soryu had mentioned?

The fact that he carried not just one but several of those objects was a fighting style in itself.

No, what was more dangerous than Soryu’s unique abilities or various artifacts was his way of thinking itself.

The courage to fight against an 8-level extreme ability user without fear of death, and combat skills so fluid that even Lenok couldn’t gauge them.

But more than any other power, what made Soryu stand out just now was the planning itself, which had even made his grandson a means of attack.

A monster of reason who would use any means necessary to kill his opponent, shamelessly touching on emotions and bonds, and transcending morality.

He didn’t hesitate to use his own cruelty or inhumanity as a weapon, enjoying the act of exploiting openings.

In a way, it was similar to the way Lenok had been operating under the name of Ban, so he could recognize it immediately.

He was a dangerous man, regardless of the power he possessed.

Were such unsettling ability users moving under the command of the leader in Pandemonium?

While Lenok was lost in thought, Soryu and Ermong, who had approached him, were staring at him intently.

“So, did you enjoy watching us run around like crazy?”

“…”

“I appreciate the fire support from afar, but you really look comfortable. Are space-type mages always so stiff-necked-”

“Victor.”

Ermong blinked at Lenok’s words as he adjusted his mask.

“…Is that all? No mention of where you’re from, what magic you’ve learned. Not a word to your seniors?”

“Seniors, my ass…”

Lenok scoffed lightly and walked past the two of them.

“Take care of the Kaius issue yourselves. Capturing Jebyeok was your decision. The cleanup is none of my business.”

“Wait a minute.”

Lenok stopped at Soryu’s words.

Soryu stared intently at Lenok’s back, which was covered by a thick hood, and said.

“If possible, I’d like you to contact Highlea from here. I want to make sure things are handled properly.”

“…”

“If you came this far through her selection, you must have her contact information, right?”

“No, the man named Tucker you killed was in charge.”

“What?”

“That man was in charge of the overall command and team organization for this operation. I just joined at the end, so I don’t know the details.”

“…Then there’s no need for me to trust you here and hand over the relic.”

Soryu’s ominous mutter. But Lenok wasn’t flustered either.

“If you’re unhappy, kill Jebyeok here and follow me. Highlea is at the church in the Balkan 21st district. We can go together and confirm it, can’t we?”

“…”

“Do as you please if you don’t want to trust me. But if you lay a finger on me, I’ll blow your head off, Pandemonium or not.”

The atmosphere instantly turned cold at Lenok’s sharp response.

Soryu, also displeased with the answer, raised an eyebrow and stared at Lenok.

“Woah, woah… You’re a very hot-tempered friend. Calm down.”

Ermong, with a smile, grabbed Soryu’s shoulder and stepped back slightly.

It was ridiculous that he, the oldest person here, was mediating between the young superhumans.

But Lenok had no intention of stopping here.

He shouldn’t react carelessly to those who were suspicious of Lenok like this.

Especially since he was operating under a mask, it was natural to be suspected of his identity.

Because his path overlapped with Gyeonrye, his reaction had to be completely different from what Ban had gone through.

In order for Lenok to see what he wanted to see in Pandemonium, he had to make sure that no one even dared to voice such doubts.

He had to firmly establish that he was a powerful and special individual who had entered this den of demons while hiding his identity.

It was one of the things Lenok was best at.

“It’s a loss for us to fight each other here. There’s no one in this shitty organization to stop us.”

“If you don’t like my proposal, we’ll settle it here.”

“…”

Ermong’s shoulders slumped as Lenok continued his remarks, as if deliberately provoking Soryu.

“The leader wouldn’t care if we fought and killed each other. What difference would it make if one ice ability user died while fighting Jebyeok?”

At that moment, Soryu opened his mouth.

“You’ve met the leader. Then things are different.”

“What?”

He turned his gaze towards the fallen Jebyeok, gripping his blade.

“I accept the proposal. We’ll kill Jebyeok right now and go to the Balkans together.”