Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 810

Kuoohhhh!!

The moment the power of revelation illuminated the outer sea.

From beyond perception, the sky seemed to tear open, and an overwhelming sensation poured down into the abyss.

Lenok had declared his intention to become an apostle of the cult, directly confronting the arrival. However, even after hearing those words, the priestess remained frozen, her hands trembling.

[The, the selection ritual…]

She, too, vaguely understood the implications of Lenok’s words.

A sorcerer from Pandemonium with unique abilities.

A genius with the rare talent to directly manipulate space.

An individual connected to the cult, indirectly wielding the power of the cult leader as a vessel.

Was Lenok suggesting that he would become an apostle of the cult himself, reborn as an avatar of an outer god?

[To become an apostle of the cult is-]

The priestess’s voice trembled faintly.

[Once it’s done, it cannot be undone. If you accept the ritual here…!!]

The priestess, who had journeyed with Lenok in Yorta, had a sense of the kind of person he was.

Absolute confidence in his abilities and talents. An unwavering belief that his judgments were always correct.

A strong character who trusted himself above all others, finding a way forward without faltering in any situation.

More than his unique manipulation techniques and high magic power, his inner thoughts and will felt even more dangerous.

She understood why Pandemonium had invested so much effort in scouting this sorcerer.

And why they had deployed him to major incidents across the continent, entrusting him with operations; even the priestess, who was skeptical of Pandemonium’s existence, had inwardly accepted it.

However, even so, undergoing the selection ritual to become an apostle was a different matter entirely.

No matter how strong a being’s will, even if they could maintain their own subjectivity, that was only limited to this world.

It was impossible for any mortal in this world to defy the will of the outer gods.

Furthermore, if one were to receive their power and become an apostle, they would never be able to escape.

If Lenok were a heretic with no connection to the cult, the priestess wouldn’t have cared at all.

However, this sorcerer with unique traits was clearly-

“Seina Naidri.”

Lenok called her name and smiled.

“It’s okay, start it.”

Crack!!

That single word was enough.

The moment Lenok gave his permission, as if they had been eagerly waiting beyond the door.

The sanctuary of the abyss twisted, and an illusion of senses being torn apart unfolded above their heads.

The scenery of the cathedral, still visible, did not change in the slightest.

However, something seemed to crack and break from right above Lenok’s head, and it was felt coming down beyond the five senses.

A connection with the outer sea that could not be seen or heard, yet was clearly felt to be there.

The moment Lenok felt it and slowly raised his head.

A resonance that seemed to elevate the mind and body echoed throughout the sanctuary of the abyss.

Oooooooo!!!!

As if shouting at the soul, just hearing that tone shook the mind violently.

The gazes from beyond the outer sea, looking at this place through the priestess’s power of revelation.

The end-of-days entities, who would barely respond even to fervent prayers, were generously sending down their will, watching over this place.

Kugwagwagwa!!!!

Even the Ascendant, who was approaching Lenok, momentarily stopped in his tracks.

“You, what the hell are you doing…!!!”

The arrival, feeling the overwhelming presence pouring down from above, distorted his face hideously.

He immediately noticed the form of the shadow robe, bloodied and collapsed.

Because he could see that huge wills were swirling around that figure, caressing him as if protecting him.

As the vessel of the cult leader, the arrival, who had once upheld that will, could understand it even more clearly.

Beings that should never be here in the first place.

The ends of days that have not yet been allowed to descend into this world.

The gaze of a transcendent being, floating beyond the outer sea, waiting for the end where all causality closes.

“This… you crazy bastard!! Are you trying to bring the end of the world forward here!!”

The arrival raised his magic power to its peak and immediately activated his inner image with all his might.

Magic power revolved around his clenched fist, adding thoughts and images, and began to seethe fiercely.

Thud thud thud!!!

The dark aura twisted and shot out from the arrival’s right arm, stretching out long behind the Ascendant.

As if shooting out a sun painted with ink, a huge aura rotated in a spiral and was launched.

Secret Art of the Ninefold Arrival

Sun Strike

It crushed Lenok’s swaying figure head-on.

Kwagagagak!!

The surging dark tide scraped against the sanctuary of the abyss.

It was worn away miserably, and unable to withstand the endless annihilation, it soon collapsed the space.

But even so, Lenok still stood there, weakly holding onto his falling mask.

A poignant haze rising around the shadow robe.

Numerous wills rotating around Lenok were receiving the aura and disappearing.

“A blessing…!!”

Although the outer god’s will sacrificed itself to receive it in Lenok’s place, that alone could not fully withstand the Ascendant’s power.

The image technique that the arrival himself wielded was a complete martial art technique based on the Ascendant’s perfect body.

However, the cult leader’s blessing that protected the arrival’s body was instead hindering the attack towards Lenok, blocking it.

The moment the arrival realized that it was due to the wills of the outer gods surrounding Lenok, his face hardened.

[Choose…]

[Child, choose…]

The wills and magic power surging from all around Lenok collided and disappeared, whispering in the form of voices.

A withered purple hand. A transparent horn that swayed like a jellyfish.

A baby with an umbilical cord, aged like an old man, and a statue with a deer’s head.

Wills that transcended reason and balance, which were not even easy to witness properly in this world, materialized and descended beside Lenok.

[You can choose…]

[You can choose us…]

[Please, take my hand…]

Formless wills, constantly swirling and rubbing against Lenok, whispering desperately.

In the center of that incomprehensible scene, Lenok was looking at himself without a word.

As if he had known from the beginning that the wills of the outer gods surrounding him were now looking at him and yearning for him.

The figure of the magician, not swayed by any whispers or temptations, silently looking back into the outer sea.

The priestess, who had been blankly watching the scene, asked.

[…Who are you?]

“…”

[You are not him. You can never be him, but this, this is…]

The priestess muttered in confusion, not even realizing what she was saying.

[It’s impossible. Not just becoming an Apostle, it’s like-]

‘It’s one of the branching points of the ending I could have chosen someday.’

Lenok replied.

‘Someone might have already chosen it, so there’s no chance left for me… It’s one of those fragments of the future.’

Lenok, with an expressionless gaze, turned to the priestess and said.

‘That’s why the power and will that shouldn’t exist at this point are descending and trying to be with me.’

[…]

The priestess didn’t fully understand the meaning of those words.

To fully comprehend Lenok’s answer, one would have to have shared his entire journey of seeing and feeling, which was impossible.

Lenok wasn’t expecting her to understand either.

However, as was often the case with the messages left by all the transcendents who had answered Lenok before.

Sometimes, an answer given to someone else is also a message for oneself.

‘The Ascendant’s arrival is already dead; only its body remains, yet its memories from life still move it.’

Lenok said, pointing at the arrival.

‘To escape by facing that, I’ll need a power that can simultaneously damage the Patriarch’s blessing and the Ascendant’s immortality.’

[…So, have you decided to become an Apostle?]

The priestess shook her head.

[This, this isn’t right. This is wrong.]

‘Why? Because I don’t believe in the doctrine? Because I mocked and scorned your faith?’

Lenok asked with a smile.

‘Or is it because I might be a being derived from the Patriarch himself?’

[Since his arrival, no human has ever garnered such interest from the Outer Gods.]

The priestess replied with a sorrowful expression.

[Twisted affection and attention. Everything is nothing but betrayal and harm to humans living in this world. You won’t be able to handle it.]

‘……’

[Even if you become a vessel in the joy of the myriad gods, what meaning is there if you survive the immediate crisis?]

Lenok pondered the priestess’s answer silently, then smiled.

‘Yeah… you’re not wrong.’

Lenok acknowledged, looking back at the countless outer god’s imprints that enveloped him.

‘If I choose one of them and become their vessel, it will lead to an ending different from what I desire.’

Even if he became an Apostle through the selection ritual, only a miserable destruction awaited at the end.

Even the believers who served the Patriarch could not avoid that ending, so how could a non-believer who did not believe in the doctrine escape it?

Lenok also knew that it was close to impossible.

However, the reason he initiated the selection ritual by borrowing the power of revelation was because he had a strong conviction that he would not become like that.

‘But standing under these Outer Gods like this, I think I know for sure.’

Just like when he faced the Apostle selection ritual through the former priestess Izel Naidri at the Far East Branch of the Guidokyo Order.

Just like when he vaguely thought while looking at the Outer Gods who tried to descend by choosing him instead of Izel Naidri back then.

It was as if he was now looking at the answer he had vaguely guessed and speculated at the time, from a much closer perspective.

He grasped the doubts swirling within him and gradually turned them into conviction.

‘I am still a human who cannot choose just one thing. Even though I know I have to do it someday… I keep postponing the answer, wanting to embrace all possibilities.’

[…You?]

At that moment, a colorless ripple burst out from Lenok’s center, instantly beginning to devour the surrounding space-time in reverse.

Fwaaaaat!!!

A wave of overwhelming and powerful will that even made the priestess flinch.

With just that, the entire Sanctuary of the Interstice seemed to surge and rapidly change the scenery in all directions.

[Aaaaaaaah!!!]

[No, no!!!]

The wills of the Outer Sea, which had been guarding him, convulsed and tried to grab him, but Lenok’s mind easily shook off such hands and established its own domain.

Kugwagwagwagwa!!!!

From the far side of the vast, endless dark void, a golden radiance seemed to rotate and emit light.

As the priestess’s spirit blankly raised her gaze, looking at the golden ring unfolding from afar.

‘While repeating and looking back at forgotten failures, believing that there is a better answer somewhere.’

Lenok said, reaching out towards the approaching kaleidoscope’s branching point.

‘While laughing at the fallen failures… and realizing that I am no different from them.’

Lenok said, turning his gaze towards the priestess.

‘Perhaps, I’m waiting for that moment when the process becomes the answer.’

Fwaaaaat!!!

The shape of a single branching point shining from the far reaches of the distant universe.

A somewhat empty-looking branching point, different from the kaleidoscope’s mindscape Lenok had unfolded so far.

However, the scenery of the branching point that appeared before Lenok’s eyes was shining more clearly than anything else.

The reason why Lenok took the risk of summoning the wills of the Outer Gods through the Apostle selection ritual.

The reason why he declared that he would become an Apostle and gathered their desires to his side.

It was to summon the most dangerous and twisted branching point among Lenok’s kaleidoscope mindscapes more surely than anything else.

A branching point that Lenok himself would never choose, so he couldn’t use it normally.

A possibility of madness that he had kept in mind, thinking it would be necessary for the upcoming battle with the Order.

‘Come.’

Kugwagwagwagwa!!!!

The moment he reached out beyond the kaleidoscope, dozens of huge black pillars rose up on both sides.

Giant pillars with an overwhelming scenery comparable to giant trees lined up to Lenok’s left and right.

Under the darkened scenery of the Interstice, starlight that would not normally be visible fell down, drawing countless lines of light.

The Dark Sanctuary. The Temple of the Void.

The branching point of a madman falling into corruption through the Apostle selection ritual initiated by the priestess.

Beyond the Apostle of the Unsea [a being who does not serve any god or submit to any will of the Outer Sea] who wanders without serving any god or submitting to any will of the Outer Sea.

The Temple of the Madman who established his own sanctuary as the judge of the madmen seeking immortality.

In the middle of the endless Cathedral of the Interstice, he unfolds a new sanctuary of the Unsea that rejects the Outer Gods.

Drddddk!!!

With just that, the gazes of the Outer Sea that had been clinging to Lenok were torn off and bounced out helplessly.

[Aaaaaaaak!!]

[You tricked me, you tricked me!!!]

[This shouldn’t be, no…!!!]

The wills of the Outer Sea, screaming madly and struggling to grab Lenok at any cost.

However, Lenok did not look back at such Outer Gods at all, and slowly rose from his spot.

Each time the starlight shining above the Dark Temple rotated, an unknown intangible force violently struck down on Lenok’s body.

And with that, Lenok’s body, which had been ruined and bloodied, began to recover on the spot.

Crack, crackle!!

He slowly rises from his spot, wearing his tattered shadow robe.

He slowly fits the bone fragments and muscles of his entire body, and with immeasurable magic in his body, he raised his head.

Partial Deployment of Self-Domain: Branching Point Observation

False-Claiming Hierarchy Mindscape Manifestation

[Mad Naked Unsea Palace (狂裸無海宮)]