Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 838

Splat!!

Hot blood splattered across the parched arena.

The stadium air was thick, a cacophony of screams, shouts, wails, and groans, so intense it felt like your head would boil.

“Aaaaargh!!”

Forgetting all pretense and pride, he screamed at the top of his lungs, his body wracked with splitting pain.

But it didn’t last long. The moment his vision split in two, his consciousness snapped.

Crack, crack, crack!!

Black lightning pierced his crown, shattering the bald giant’s head.

His skull shattered on the spot, its contents spilling out, painting a gruesome scene in colors unlike blood.

“Shit!!”

“He tore a man apart with his bare hands!!”

“Ugh, puke!!”

The audience was a mix of excitement, nausea, and screams at the sight of a death beyond their imagination.

[What in the world is going on?]

In contrast to the increasingly heated cheers, the atmosphere in the VIP seats had turned icy cold.

[How did they get their hands on that black magician’s blood and use it as a doping agent here?]

[Alejandro Murphy. Can you take responsibility for this situation?]

The unbelievable fact that the doping agent Murphy submitted for this project might have used the Underworld King’s blood as a material.

Where on earth did they get the blood of a black magician who roams the continent, wreaking havoc without any standards or rules?

“…….”

But instead of hastily answering, Murphy kept his mouth shut and pretended not to notice, turning his gaze away.

Lenok, realizing that he was checking Lenok’s reaction before answering, chuckled. Meanwhile, the designers, unable to hold back, began to voice their opinions as they watched the carnage unfold below.

“Calm down, everyone.”

“Isn’t there a possibility that the doping agent Murphy used isn’t the Underworld King’s blood?”

“Discussing information that hasn’t been confirmed by the person himself is-”

[No, it’s definitely him.]

From beyond the screen, a man with a strong impression and scars all over his body spoke.

[I’ve seen cities where the Gabi Flight [a ritual or event involving powerful magic] has taken place. That’s strikingly similar to that monster’s magic power.]

“…Could you tell us what makes you think so?”

[Look at the magic power of the prisoner who is massacring the other participants right now.]

The prisoner, who had entered the battle using Lenok’s blood as a doping agent, was overwhelmingly dominant.

With black lightning surrounding him, he was tearing apart his opponents with brutal hand-to-hand combat.

Just by touching them with the black lightning, the other participants were dying miserably on the spot without being able to do anything.

“Aaaaargh!!!”

“Save me, save me!!”

“Why… why isn’t my magic power coming back!!!”

They desperately tried to resist, but the abilities and magic power they received through the doping agent did not work properly.

Rather, they were completely absorbed and devoured by the black lightning the prisoner emitted, sinking endlessly, and then disappearing as if washed away.

[Magic power that has been thoroughly crushed and transformed beyond recognition. I have definitely seen this next to the Underworld King.]

“…….”

The scarred man spoke with a trembling voice that he couldn’t hide even from beyond the screen.

[A terrible idea twisted together as if it didn’t belong to one person. This is definitely…!!!]

Splat!!

Black, dried blood fell sticky at his feet.

Crack, crack, crack!!

Muscles and nerves tore, turning a living human body into a shape worse than a rag.

Every time he crushed the mouth from which screams were leaking, a gentle smile appeared on the prisoner’s face.

The prisoner, who had a bright smile as if life had returned to his face, suddenly raised his head, covered in blood.

At that moment, black lightning surged like a wave, flooding the entire arena.

Whoa, whoa!!

“Wait, wait a minute… isn’t this a bit dangerous?”

Even the other spectators who had been shouting excitedly felt a chill down their spines at the intense and terrible magic power.

The other clients hurriedly turned their gazes and began to question Murphy.

[Murphy. Explain yourself right now.]

[Where did you get such a monstrosity?]

“I don’t know why you’re so excited.”

At that moment, Murphy replied in a sticky, subdued voice.

He turned his frail body while sitting in his wheelchair and said.

“I was just showing you how I handle precious materials that no one else can get their hands on, as promised.”

[That’s not the problem, you know.]

[If the Underworld King finds out about this, we’ll all just die like dogs…!!]

“That’s not the important thing.”

Murphy, cutting off the clients’ words, glared sharply.

“Isn’t it that I have the ability to obtain materials that other designers can’t even touch and make them into medicine?”

[…….]

“Have patience. I’ll show you how I’m going to finish this project myself.”

Murphy, leaving the silent clients behind, pulled Lenok towards the corner of the room.

“So, Ban. What the hell is that?”

“…Weren’t you just lecturing me to have patience?”

“It didn’t feel like this when we experimented last time.”

Murphy took out a sound wave device from his pocket to block the sound and whispered to Lenok.

“All I knew was that doping using your blood was powerful enough to interfere with the hierarchy. From here on out, it’s practically an area I don’t know either.”

Ban, whom Murphy knew, was a level 8 Archmage [a very powerful magic user]. He was also an unmatched master of lightning magic.

If Lenok’s blood was adjusted as a doping agent to bring out its effects, it should clearly take a form close to magic.

However, the prisoner’s battle after taking the doping agent was more like that of a slaughterer who burned away the opponent’s magic power and ideas, rather than a magician.

It was natural for the clients watching the current situation to misunderstand the identity of the doping agent.

“I made some adjustments to the doping agent at the end. I think they’re mistaking it for the Underworld King’s blood because of that.”

And Lenok understood to some extent why things had turned out this way.

“I dyed the magic power black and twisted the pattern so that it couldn’t be recognized, and it seems to have accidentally become similar to the Underworld King’s magic power. Bad luck.”

Murphy looked at Lenok as if he couldn’t believe it and asked.

“Can you explain that with just saying it was bad luck…?”

“…….”

No, it wasn’t really a coincidence.

Lenok also knew.

The characteristics of the magic power he had unintentionally altered were similar to the Underworld King’s, that was clear.

It was probably because the optimal form for dominating and reaping the fate of others, not himself, was closer to that side.

The cause that Lenok had understood about the Underworld King. The reason why he became like that.

The fundamental motivation for building up the qualifications to challenge ascension while conducting the Gabi Flight.

Now that he vaguely understood it, the fact that it had been altered in a similar direction from Lenok’s fingertips.

Perhaps if he delved a little deeper into this part, he would be able to know what kind of ending the Underworld King truly desired.

But instead of focusing on that fact right now, Lenok decided to focus on solving the immediate problem.

“If you want, I can settle things here. What do you want to do?”

“…Settle things?”

At Murphy’s question, Lenok turned his gaze to the prisoner who was still rampaging below.

“It’ll take a while for that to wear off.”

“…….”

“He’s saving the magic power he received through the doping agent and delaying the rebound. He knows his condition.”

Lenok smiled at the speechless Murphy.

“After killing all the other participants, he’ll probably come to us to solve this problem-”

[You nasty bastards hanging from the ceiling there.]

Bzzzzzz!!!

At that moment, a completely hoarse voice echoed through the stadium speakers.

The prisoner, covered in blood, had somehow snatched the host’s microphone from the platform outside the arena.

“Hic…!!”

Crack!!

The prisoner, who had crushed the head of the host who was stammering and running away with a pale face, glared at the VIP seats and said.

[Come down here right now and tell me how to get rid of the side effects of the drug you injected into my body.]

“…….”

[If you don’t comply, I’ll kill all the spectators gathered in the stadium right now.]

An unexpected situation where the prisoner in the arena was threatening the audience and clients.

In the cold silence, Lenok shrugged and finished what he was saying.

“I was saying that he might try to ask us for a solution.”

“…I can’t understand it.”

Murphy muttered with a dumbfounded look.

“The prisoner I chose as the subject for the doping agent was a prisoner who couldn’t even speak properly because he had a head injury. How did he get like this in such a short time after receiving the enhancer?”

“Because I used my magic power as a base.”

Lenok said as if it was obvious.

“It’s not strange that his judgment ability increases while the drug is working. It wasn’t expected, but it’s possible enough.”

“…….”

Murphy looked at Lenok as if he had met the most annoying person he had ever seen in his life and sighed deeply.

“…Damn it.”

Seeing Lenok’s reaction and realizing the situation, Murphy scratched his head in annoyance.

In the end, no matter what happens now, Lenok’s name or identity will not be revealed. Murphy will take all the responsibility for this situation.

But since it was Murphy himself who first requested Lenok’s blood and made it into a doping agent, he couldn’t blame anyone.

“Okay… it’s clearly my mistake for misjudging the results. I underestimated the potential of your blood when I made it into a doping agent. I admit it.”

“Then?”

“The Ars Nova’s examination record database that I have. I’ll let you use it one more time in the way you want.”

Murphy said.

“Instead, clean up this situation as if it never happened. Is that possible?”

“Okay.”

Lenok nodded and chuckled.

“I accept the request. It’s time to work.”

At that moment, one side of the underground arena’s wall collapsed with a violent roar.

KABOOOM!!!

Someone walked out through the collapsing bedrock, leaning on a cane.

A black-haired young man wearing a black coat, a cigarette in his mouth, and looking around with dull eyes.

He walked slowly, leaning on a flowing silver cane in one hand, looking languid.

Murphy, who had confirmed his face, turned his gaze with a dumbfounded look this time.

“…Ban?”

* * *

The designers and clients were greatly agitated by the appearance of the young man who suddenly smashed one side of the underground arena’s wall.

“Who is he?”

“I told you to block all access to outsiders while the event match was going on.”

[No, he didn’t come through the entrance.]

“He broke through the wall? But this place is-”

It was an arena built inside the bedrock, tens of meters below the ground.

People who couldn’t even finish their words and swallowed them, then realized how the young man had entered and fell silent.

The man who had appeared now had not found the entrance or passage to the arena and entered directly.

He had broken through tens of meters of bedrock with his bare body from the ground in an undeveloped area and arrived here.

A superhuman who had surpassed the limits of humans. It was certainly not impossible for a high-level physical ability user.

But how much vast magic power would it take to walk out with such a calm face without even panting for breath?

Even now that he had forcefully broken into the arena, it was impossible to grasp what type of superhuman this man was.

Everyone was choosing their words on how to react to the unexpected intrusion of a third party, which had once again exceeded their expectations.

“You don’t have to worry.”

Murphy, who had quickly finished talking with Lenok, stepped forward.

[Alejandro?]

“He’s an acquaintance of mine. He’s still someone I can’t figure out…”

Murphy, who was still looking at Lenok who had stepped down into the arena with an unbelievable look, said.

“Now that he’s stepped in, things won’t get any bigger.”

[Coat, cigarette, cane… could it be.]

At that moment, some of the clients muttered as if someone was suffocating.

[I’ve heard of him.]

[They say there’s a blood-crazed magician living in the shadows of the megacity-]

“A blood-crazed magician?”

The designers, who were muttering the words one by one, suddenly turned pale.

“Wait a minute… could it be that person is here?”

“D-don’t be ridiculous. Why would a magician of that caliber come to a place like this…!!”

[There was a rumor that he was a madman who enjoyed killing even with an injured body.]

[I heard that he moves according to his own standards, regardless of the opponent. Then…]

Only then did the other clients, who understood what people were saying, open their mouths blankly.

[Could it be that he felt the magic power that the prisoner was emitting and came all the way here…?]

The magic power that Murphy had used as a doping agent, presumed to be the Underworld King’s blood.

If the young man who had come to this arena was the same person as the rumors, then all of these situations would fit together like a key.

The screen that had been showing the city council senator among the clients had disappeared without a trace.

The clients, who had confirmed this, sighed as if they were half convinced.

[The senator has run away. It seems like it’s definitely him.]

[Balkan’s Fortress. A crazy magician who still seeks out fights even after reaching level 8 [a very high level of power].]

[I heard that he seeks out strong opponents without thinking about the consequences, so it wasn’t a lie…]

The way people were understanding and accepting the situation just by the appearance of the Fortress.

Murphy watched the reactions of those people with a strange expression, and Lenok tilted his head silently.

In the meantime, the Fortress, who had landed at the end of the stadium, was walking towards the center of the arena.

Tap!!

He leaned on his silver cane and moved slowly.

A normal gait that did not feel any manifestation of magic power or ideas.

A quiet presence that contrasted with the prisoner who was covered in blood and scattering black magic power alone in the center of the arena.

The prisoner, who had been trying to threaten the other spectators with the microphone, belatedly noticed Lenok’s presence and turned his head.

“Damn it, who are you!!”

The intense magic power that constantly swirled around his body.

The moment he tried to wield the power that was constantly boosting his body and made eye contact with Lenok.

“…Huh?”

The prisoner’s movements, who was about to strike down, stopped on the spot.

“…….”

Lenok’s gaze, who was standing and staring at him while leaning on his cane.

Just that made the prisoner’s body stiffen and begin to tremble faintly.

“Uh, uh…”

The prisoner, who had been playing with and massacring more than a dozen superhumans, was now stuttering without being able to speak properly.

A chilling certainty that pierced his mind. There was no basis or reason, but the sign of death was clearer than anything else.

He couldn’t feel anything, but that was why he felt like he knew everything.

The magic power and judgment he had gained through the power of others. An intuition that could not be traced to its source was clearly stating one conclusion.

He would die here.

While everyone was watching the prisoner, who was standing blankly and trembling, with bated breath.

Lenok, who was standing in front of the prisoner, said.

“You were pretty good for a piece of trash. Thanks to you, I saw something interesting.”

“…….”

“If you have anything to say, I’ll listen.”

Lenok, who was leaning on his cane and giving orders without even moving, looked like he was in charge.

But the prisoner couldn’t resist Lenok’s words and trembled all over before answering with difficulty.

“Among the people I killed… there’s my family…”

“…….”

“The bodies, next to…”

“You want to be buried with your family even after committing patricide?”

Lenok laughed.

Well, he was such a heinous criminal, so he must have ended up in this underground arena and was being used as a test subject for drugs.

“Okay. I’ll have someone take care of it.”

Lenok nodded and tapped his cane lightly.

Tap!!

A faint streak of lightning rose from the tip of the hand holding the cane.

The lightning that soared into the air rotated silently and pierced the prisoner’s temple, and at that moment.

Lenok said.

“Commit suicide.”

Thud!!

At that moment, the prisoner raised one hand and stabbed himself in the head.

Like a doll, his movements were mechanical and lightning-fast, as if it were not his own will.

Without even a chance to react, his brain was destroyed, and the prisoner’s body fell forward.

The black magic power that had been flowing over the prisoner’s body disappeared without a trace.

“…….”

[…….]

The spectators, the designers, and all the clients who had planned this stage were frozen, staring at the scene.

Lenok ignored the gazes and reactions around him and slowly raised his head.

The magician’s gaze pierced through those in the VIP seats in an instant, and the people trembled at the chilling cold, and at that moment.

“I don’t like the location.”

KABOOOM!!!

The VIP seats fell directly in front of Lenok and shattered into pieces.

“Uwaaaagh!!”

“Cough, cough!!”

The designers who were in the booth-shaped rooms were buried in the debris, alternating between screams and coughs.

Murphy was also unable to avoid it and was swept away, collapsing among the booth debris.

Lenok chuckled as he looked at the designers and the clients beyond the still-lit screen.

“I thought I had met someone useful for the first time in a while, but it was just a discarded toy.”

The message, whispered as if it was a secret, echoed clearly in their ears.

A chilling whisper that felt like it was directly implanting the intention itself into their minds.

People, horrified by the unfamiliar method of communication they had never experienced before, unconsciously covered their ears and took a step back with pale faces.

“I don’t have much patience.”

But Lenok ignored such reactions and said quietly.

“I don’t care what you do in this city, but you have to make sure I don’t make a wasted trip.”

“…!!!”

“If something like this happens in front of me next time, then you will also…”

Lenok tapped the body of the fallen prisoner with his cane and smiled.

“I’ll make you feel this feeling.”

[…….]

Lenok turned away before even hearing an answer.

[W-wait a minute…!!]

Someone among the clients, who had been watching with a pale face from beyond the screen, shouted.

[Give us a chance…!! If you could show us even a fragment of your talent-!!]

Whoosh!!

The moment he took another step, Lenok’s figure disappeared from the spot.

How powerful the great magician’s power was, who had killed that monster-like prisoner with just one word.

How rare and precious it was for those gathered here to witness the moment he appeared.

[Ha…]

The clients, who belatedly realized this and sighed, turned their gazes towards Murphy at the same time.

“Haa…”

Murphy also realized Lenok’s presence, which had disappeared without a trace, and smiled bitterly.

* * *

Whoosh!!

Lenok, who had landed in a dark alley, took off his coat and draped it over one arm before turning around.

“There’s no pursuit. Was I worried for nothing?”

He had been nervous because it was the first time he had moved under Ban’s identity in a while, but it seemed that they didn’t have the mental capacity to attach a tracker in the meantime.

Well, after turning the tables like that, they would be busy enough just cleaning up the aftermath of the project.

It bothered him that he had passed it on to Murphy, but at this point, this method was more convenient in many ways to quickly finish things.

An infamous reputation that goes beyond the norm can sometimes make even illogical words and actions acceptable.

He had unintentionally taken on an infamous reputation, so he had to use it like this sometimes so that he wouldn’t feel wronged.

[…….]

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

[It’s nothing.]

“Okay. Let’s behave ourselves.”

He said that, but if you think about it, Lenok had helped Murphy by using the Fortress’s infamous reputation.

It was only right that they would take care of the cleanup.

‘I need to get my examination records and check my physical condition, and then visit the Bailon Research Institute… There are many suspicious things.’

Lenok was about to open the door of his mansion and walk in as he was thinking about his future schedule.

“…….”

He realized that someone was standing under the streetlight.

A faint and perfect stealth technique that even Lenok had not noticed until now.

“Ban.”

He made eye contact with the green eyes that were standing under the streetlight.

“It’s been a while.”

“…Evelyn.”

Lenok, who had called her name without thinking, immediately realized one thing and closed his mouth.

There was no pursuit. He had already known that there was no tail following him.

Evelyn had found out Lenok’s residence, which had never been discovered before, and was waiting for Lenok in person.