Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 1161

End of Fate (13)

Two giants, each encased in distinct armor, clashed at the heart of the sanctuary.

Aaron Byger Kabahim, transformed into a colossal figure, was clad in gleaming, pure white armor.

Opposing him was the reanimated remains of the cold comet, its frozen armor cracked and groaning with each movement.

The giants’ fists, carrying immense force, accelerated, creating shockwaves that tore through the very fabric of space.

Kwa kwa kwa kwa kwa!!!!

A chaotic brawl ensued, with each giant pummeling the other relentlessly, disregarding any semblance of defense.

Aaron’s and the giant’s armor buckled under the force of the shockwaves, scattering fragments in all directions.

Each impact sent explosive bursts of icy energy throughout the frozen sanctuary, creating massive blizzards.

“Kuh-uck…!!”

“All members of the Ten Knights, hold your positions!!”

“We’ll intervene the moment His Majesty creates an opening!!!”

Simply enduring the shockwaves was enough to crush and tear at the knights’ bodies.

Tattered armor and bloodied knights, gasping for breath, were scattered across the battlefield.

Even the most physically adept knights struggled against the shockwaves, as the two giants twisted their waists in unison.

Buaaaang-!!!!

A powerful throbbing, like an airplane engine about to burst, resonated through the air.

Immediately after, Aaron’s ice spear and the cold comet’s fist simultaneously pierced each other’s chests.

Almost at the same moment, black and blue shockwaves erupted from behind Aaron and the remains of the outer god.

The heavy armor fragments covering the two giants shattered and scattered across the sanctuary’s sky.

Amidst the falling debris, Aaron and the giant’s movements ceased simultaneously.

Sensing their opportunity, the high-ranking knights surged forward with all their might.

“Ooooh!!!”

“Give your lives for His Majesty!!!”

“Just buy us some time. All forward!!!!”

The high-ranking knights understood their role in this battle the moment they faced the manipulator’s magnetic field.

A level 8 grand sorcerer, transcending all ranks. Moreover, a monster who had reached the pinnacle of the special trait system, the most heterogeneous of all magic systems.

The owner of an unrealistic ability that could not only face hundreds of high-ranking knights alone but also play with them like toys.

But that was why they had to buy time at this place, even at the cost of their lives.

Time to perfectly dominate the forbidden weapon that Aaron had obtained and unleash its full power.

Kaga gagak!!!!

The knights who had climbed onto the remains of the dead giant sprinted vertically up the cracked armor.

Rotating their bodies in the air, they increased their speed, quickly closing the distance.

Sword flashes gleamed from all directions around Lennok. A combined attack surged from all 360 degrees, leaving no place to escape.

“If you still don’t understand, I’ll show you again and again.”

Click.

With the sound of gears turning, the positions of the knights rushing at the giant’s shoulders were mixed up.

Unable to overcome the inertia, they collided and crashed, and the blades they swung with all their might were embedded in their comrades’ vital points.

“Ah, no…!!”

“Aaaaargh!!”

The knights, screaming and groaning from all directions, were bounced off, switching their positions in the air.

Spatial coordinate reconfiguration using the non-targeting spell of the magnetic field.

Hundreds of bodies scattered in all directions from the center of the sanctuary where Aaron’s and the giant’s bodies met.

Kwaduk!!!

The area near the chest of the giantized Aaron was shattered, and a new Aaron, returned to human form, leaped out.

Aaron, clad in pure white armor, slid down the giant’s arm, rushing towards Lennok.

At the same time as Lennok raised his glass-colored gauntlet, they clashed, creating a shockwave.

Kwaang!!!!

Lennok’s and Aaron’s figures clashed relentlessly on the bodies of the two giants, who had stopped at the center of the sanctuary.

In a fleeting moment, they collided with spells and microcosms [a personal world of power] dozens of times amidst the knights who were thrown around like toys.

Manipulating and firing matter and space without even a mana thread, while frozen sword energy savagely crisscrossed between them.

When the glass-colored gauntlet grabbed and shattered space, a tingling coldness exploded from the crushed space.

Pa ba ba bat!!!

Hundreds of knights, bounced off between the corpses of the two giants, randomly changed their positions.

Spatial coordinate reconfiguration using the non-targeting spell of the magnetic field.

The figures of the knights, bounced off from all directions, flashed, switching positions dozens of times in a fleeting moment.

Within those knights, Lennok’s figure appeared and disappeared, wielding spells in front of and behind Aaron.

In the fleeting moment of swinging the gauntlet, Lennok teleported, changing positions at an incredible speed behind Aaron.

Before Aaron could react, he crushed the armor of cold and tore off flesh, piercing his side.

Eudeudeudeuk!!

Aaron’s expression hardened at the pain of having his intestines torn out, and he pulled up his mana.

‘It’s not a matter of speed or repetition. Even if I know and try to react, it’s practically the same as not being able to react…!!’

The non-targeting spell’s spatial coordinate reconfiguration is not the ability to switch the positions of existing matter.

However, since it arbitrarily reconfigures and arranges the spatial coordinates within the area, it is the same as not knowing where the knights and Lennok, the targets, will appear.

If they manipulate spatial coordinates dozens of times per second to change positions and use teleportation spells to engage in psychological warfare, even a transcendent cannot gauge the starting point and direction of the attack.

This level of ability with just a simple spatial coordinate reconfiguration, without fully drawing on the power of the magnetic field.

But-

Kwajik!!

Aaron turned around, grabbing the gauntlet that had torn his side with his blood-soaked left hand.

A wave erupted as he kicked his ankle. In front of Lennok, who had lost his balance, Aaron pulled up his mana.

“Multiple microcosm openings.”

Severance enhancement. Trajectory concealment. Sword light acceleration. Five microcosms that enhance and assist Aaron’s sword energy were deployed simultaneously.

He swung his sword, adding seven microcosms specialized in physical enhancement and three microcosms that assisted his center of gravity.

The microcosm of a physical ability user is the power to change the physical laws applied to one’s body, making their body a world.

The microcosms preserved as the royal family’s assets descended upon Aaron’s body, and for a moment, his body reached the realm of a demigod.

A pure white, heated slash bisected Lennok’s body diagonally, condensing and exploding even the cut surface.

[White Vortex]

[Heavenly Greed]

Jjeoeoeoeong!!!!

A chilling cold that tore through space the moment the sword was swung.

A pure white slash, bent above the sanctuary’s sky, rotated, creating a fierce north wind.

Lennok’s body was shattered and scattered on the spot, and he was instantly reconstructed on the other side.

The figure of Lennok, who had climbed onto the shoulder of his giantized clone, and Aaron, who had landed on the giant’s shoulder.

“So, you discarded the giantized body and created a new body with ice.”

Lennok, who immediately understood the principle of the technique Aaron used, tilted his head.

“Was it Osien? It’s very similar to the application of the bloodline ability your son showed.”

“……”

Aaron’s movements, which were quickly restoring his body using microcosms, stopped.

At the point where Lennok mentioned that name, he must have understood what happened to Osien.

“I didn’t think you’d feel anything like family affection. Should I offer condolences?”

“No. It’s not that.”

Aaron slowly shook his head.

His expression, glimpsed through the helmet, did not show even a trace of emotion.

“It’s just… I’m appalled that he inherited only that much talent despite being of royal blood.”

“……”

“In the end, family ties have no meaning in this era. I will not irresponsibly pass this task on to future generations.”

Aaron’s face, looking at Lennok, was endlessly cold and sunken.

“As the one who holds the knowledge of the Empire, I will obtain the power of God and inherit their will to take the world into my hands.”

“I see. The Empire…”

Lennok raised his gaze with a faint smile.

“I can’t sympathize, but I guess there are those who face the end of the world in that way.”

Aaron Byger Kabahim is quite different from the transcendents or seekers Lennok has faced so far.

He was not one to pursue enlightenment and ascension alone, nor was he one to dream of surviving to the end and moving on to the next.

He only sought a greater glory than what he had obtained, and as a means to that end, he tried to use the arrangements left for the end.

If Aaron had been like any other transcendent or seeker, he would not have been able to achieve this much in Kabahim, where he had no foundation.

He is here because he explored forbidden powers by any means necessary, even borrowing the methods of the central city and the cult.

Even this moment of making the remains of God into a forbidden weapon and fighting to grasp the Mandala [a spiritual symbol representing the universe] is just a process for him.

A subtly different direction from others even when facing the end. An attitude that is indifferent to the result in a continuous series of processes.

Even the desperation to look into the methods of others and make them his own, regardless of the means.

That is why Lennok could faintly see someone reflected in Aaron.

“Maybe I was like you a long time ago.”

“…What do you mean?”

“In the time I was born and lived by chance, there might have been a moment like yours.”

Lennok murmured as he walked through the air without mana.

“To become a possibility by any means, offering humans and even borrowing the power of God… Knowing it would break, was I waiting?”

“……,”

What would the version of himself in a world line where he opened his eyes alone, without any foundation, secrets, or origins, have been like?

Like Lennok himself, dreaming and hoping for the next, trying to save it, but ultimately failing.

Would he have ended up touching forbidden arts, worshiping outer gods, and breaking down like that?

The answer is still unknown.

It is not known whether even this thought has reached coincidence.

However, Lennok thought that Aaron Byger Kabahim’s method might be similar to the end that a broken Lennok of the past had faced.

The theocratic nation that existed in the second world. Even there, the savior who ultimately failed.

The failed god who received the hatred and love of the angels who perished with the world.

But, therefore-

“I can’t decide whether the method you chose is right or wrong.”

Lennok, adjusting his mask, pulled up his mana.

“But that’s a method that someone has already failed ‘twice’. No matter how outstanding you are, can you do better than that?”

“As I said, it is not your place to decide that.”

Aaron, clad in pure white armor, said coldly.

“Everything that exists in the royal capital will soon be mine. Even right and wrong are just the standards I set myself.”

“……”

“Just as the Emperor did, I will obtain the qualification to manage this world as my own courtyard.”

Kwajik!!

Aaron’s hand strongly grasped the remains of the cold comet he was riding on.

“Only that is the reason why the Ars Nova archive exists and continues to exist even after the end…!!!”

Jjeojeok…!!!

The cracks engraved on the armor deepened and shook, and the frost ring that had risen behind Aaron expanded.

The reason why Aaron rode on the remains of the outer god, even at the cost of momentarily taking damage.

The moment he absorbed all the remnants left inside the cold comet and ‘completed’ its power.

“Opening the Eight Cold Hells.”

Aaron, grasping the frost ring with one hand, declared.

“Utpala Manifestation.”

Jjeojeojeojeojeok!!!!

The storm of cold that unfolded around Aaron tore apart and devoured the spacetime of the sanctuary.

The moment it eroded and permanently altered spacetime, even destroying the sanctuary where Lennok and Aaron were standing.

A giant sphere of ice engulfed Lennok and Aaron, shattering the sanctuary and soaring violently into the sky.

Kwaaaaaaaa!!!!

The ice comet, surrounded by a magnificent ring of light, broke through the sanctuary and manifested above the royal capital in reality.

As the altitude increased, the atmospheric pressure dropped rapidly, the temperature decreased, and the environment changed drastically.

Inside the giant ice comet, with its trailing tail, only Lennok and Aaron remained, ascending above the royal capital.

“This is-”

The Unimpeded Succession Binding is a magnetic field that doesn’t alter reality immediately upon deployment.

Since the field itself operates around the caster, its power doesn’t disappear even if the battlefield changes.

Yet, was he trying to create a one-on-one situation by removing the other knights to suppress the ‘reconfiguration’ as much as possible?

Lennok, immediately grasping Aaron’s intention, was momentarily speechless at the sight unfolding inside the ice comet.

“…A spaceship?”

Goooh…

An ice comet. The illusion of a hollow spaceship reflected within the mirror-like transparent walls.

Cold, frozen corridors. The sight of humans asleep, frozen in countless test tubes.

Utpala of the Eight Cold Hells.

A forbidden weapon made from the remains of a god. The manifestation of a demonic realm, drawing its power to the extreme.

A different kind of otherworld manifestation than the sanctuaries used by the Order’s apostles. Its true nature was-

[This is an old memory left within the soul of the cold comet.]

Within the illusion of the spaceship unfolding inside the ice comet, Aaron stood, looking at Lennok.

Aaron, slowly rising while fiercely emitting cold air from his pure white armor, spoke.

[One of the many worlds he wandered through in the dark sea and concluded… one of the endings remembered by the Outer God.]

“…”

The last moments of another world that met its demise, remaining as a memory within the cold comet.

However, the scene of the spaceship reflected inside the comet felt different from the ending Lennok had imagined.

A hollow and desolate spaceship, feeling like a charnel house where frozen death had descended.

A scene that seemed as if they had tried to ‘prepare’ for something until the very end and enter hibernation, only to meet their end.

It was more like, rather than the end of a world-

[The causality of the end drawn from a past timeline. Even if my capabilities can only manifest a fragment of it in the form of an illusion-]

Kuuung…!!

Aaron, who had come right in front of Lennok, asked quietly.

[With this much, wouldn’t it be worth contending against the magnetic field you possess?]

“If you manifest the memories of a dead god so strongly that they become reality, you won’t be unscathed either.”

Lennok, ceasing his thoughts, spoke.

“As much as you imprint memories onto reality, your body will also transform into an inhuman form following the god’s memories. Is it alright even if you can never return?”

[I have tried everything that can be done with a human body. Why would I cling to this flesh?]

Kuuung!!!

Jjeojeojeok…!!!

Each time Aaron walked down the frozen corridor, his body melted and then froze, taking shape again.

The process of the frost ring’s power and Aaron’s existence completely merging into one.

Unable to withstand the immense fluctuation of causality, Aaron’s body was collapsing and regenerating as if exposed to radiation.

A metamorphosis that changed even the origin of Aaron Byger Kabahim, manifesting the causality of the end as an illusion in reality.

[You too, cannot maintain such a transcendent realm in its complete form forever.]

The ice comet soared. In the vast corridor of the spaceship, Lennok and Aaron walked in circles.

[Since neither of us has much time left, this must be the end.]

“At least, it won’t be my end.”

The memories of hell, powered by the strength of a dead god, unfolded around the frost ring.

The moment the frozen corridors and ceilings began to crack, break apart, and rotate violently in all directions.

The two, piercing through each other’s gaps, simultaneously unleashed their magic.

Kwaaaang!!!

The powers of Lennok, who tore apart space without a magic apostle, and Aaron, who scattered cold air, intersected.

From beneath Aaron’s feet, thousands of weapons made of ice surged like waves,

and Lennok’s figure leaped through the barrage of vast armaments, using spatial teleportation.

Kugwagwagwagwagwa!!!!

The battlefield, where the Unimpeded Succession Binding’s domain and Utpala’s Eight Cold Hells mixed and distorted.

Twisted black distortions and frozen hells rotated in a complex and bizarre manner, scattering their powers and thoughts.

Amidst that, Lennok and Aaron frantically changed positions, colliding and almost simultaneously breaking and cutting each other down.

Jjeoeoeong!!!

[Even if your domain possesses transcendent power, it must surely be accompanied by a corresponding price or condition…!!!]

Aaron said, falling below the collapsing spaceship corridor.

Thousands of frozen humans lay asleep in the spaceship’s corridors.

Aaron, smashing the illusion with his fist, rose from his spot and fiercely turned his gaze.

[I have a guess. Once something has been made a target of reconfiguration, it must be reassembled and ‘constructed’ again, right?]

“…”

[You have never directly disassembled or destroyed matter while manipulating all sorts of concepts until now.]

Aaron twisted his gaze, looking at the silent Lennok.

[Indeed, your domain is not a power specialized in destruction. It’s closer to the pinnacle of a more complex and advanced technique.]

The power of the Unimpeded Succession Binding, which forcibly reconfigures all matter and laws within the domain.

But because of that, once something is made a target of the domain, it must be ‘constructed’ and given form.

Aaron had grasped this point through this fleeting battle, realizing that the Unimpeded Succession Binding was not specialized in destruction.

Even though the manipulation technique had almost omnipotent versatility, the destructive power of the technique itself was not that strong.

No matter how transcendent the Unimpeded Succession Binding’s domain was, Aaron’s body would not be forcibly disassembled or annihilated.

Sensing this, Aaron unleashed his magic with all his might, tearing through the air like a fighter jet and ramming into Lennok.

Ta-a-a-ang!!!

Lennok, bounced off the mirror-like transparent wall, shattered the surrounding ice and deployed his technique.

Reconfiguring the ice fragments scattered in all directions, changing their direction and properties, and shaping them.

He created new projectiles to counter Aaron’s barrage and fired them indiscriminately.

[Six-Pointed Void Crushing]

[Glacier Binding: Bizarre Wall]

Countless ice projectiles and weapons pierced and shattered the frozen ceiling and floor of the spaceship.

Lennok and Aaron’s figures, accelerating and shifting through space, fell below the shattered floor.

Another corridor unfolded below the spaceship’s corridor. A storage area for countless frozen humans stretching endlessly.

Kwaaa!!!

Cold air fiercely blasted from behind Aaron, adding to his propulsion, and he accelerated freely in the frozen hell.

Behind Lennok’s back, a black distortion point rotated, sucking in light like a black hole, reconfiguring his body and spatial coordinates.

As they accelerated through the endless corridors and ceilings, Lennok and Aaron’s figures intersected. Space distorted in all directions, and waves of cold flashed.

They raced across the battlefield at supersonic speeds, countering each other with spatial manipulation and transformation in fleeting moments.

Aaron and Lennok’s weapons and gauntlets struck and bounced off each other’s bodies indiscriminately, almost simultaneously.

Intense shockwaves and magical light flashed and distorted behind the two.

[Hahahaha!!! Amazing. I truly can’t believe it!!!]

Aaron’s maniacal laughter echoed from inside his frozen helmet.

[At this moment, there are no limits for me…!!! Yet, to be able to match this sword dance so well! What exactly is this manipulation technique…!!!!]

Kwajik!!

He grabbed the spear shaft in reverse and plunged it into Lennok’s shoulder, then swung his sword to cut through his waist.

He grabbed the dagger falling from above and slammed it into Lennok’s neck and heart at tremendous speed.

A battlefield falling without any sense of up or down.

He grabbed the weapons accelerating at subsonic speeds haphazardly and swung them wildly at Lennok.

Each time, Aaron’s endless magic and thoughts resonated, detonating small universes that struck the weapons and firing them fiercely.

Small Universe: Spear Cut

Small Universe: Extreme Strike

Small Universe: Ten Thousand Weights

Small Universe: Twin Wings

[Seven Thousand Narakas [A Buddhist term for hells]]

Jjeojeojeojeojeong!!!!

Before the cutting sound could end, the joints froze and exploded, distorting.

They repeatedly contracted and collapsed in the cold that exceeded its limits, breaking apart on their own.

Lennok, manipulating and reconfiguring the matter and laws within the domain, twisting and deflecting attacks.

Aaron’s rampage, combining Lennok’s manipulation technique with the martial arts of a thousand diseases and the power of a god, suppressed it.

[This moment was exactly what I needed…!!!]

Not the work of stabilizing the god’s power, but the infinite inspiration flowing in the moment of fighting with all his might.

Aaron’s inner self was gradually changing his existence as he assimilated with the remnants of the cold comet.

Frozen flesh fell away, revealing blood vessels and nerves like transparent ice.

The cold that reached the depths of his bone marrow completely rewrote and altered his cells and genetic makeup.

A metamorphosis that transformed Aaron Byger Kabahim, born as a human, into something closer to the end, swimming in the dark sea.

[There is an answer that can only be obtained in the face of the end of causality, not in structure but in infinite struggle-]

Aaron’s voice twisted into an incomprehensible language, and the thousands of weapons he wielded began to compress into one.

Each time the frost ring twisted while emitting light, its shape condensed even smaller.

A sword that shone like a pure white jewel was grasped in Aaron’s hand.

Clank!!

The moment he grasped the sword, formed by compressing the power of ice to its limit, Aaron’s rank completely transcended humanity and changed drastically.

Like replacing the already dead cold comet, he was born inheriting its remnants, the form of a frozen white knight.

Without leaving any trace of his former self within his armor, Aaron, having completed his metamorphosis, raised his magic, and the entire Utpala responded.

The giant ice comet opened wide like the mouth of a beast, surrounding Lennok as if to swallow him whole.

[At this moment, I am closer to the sea [A metaphor for the chaotic void] than any other transcendent who dreams of creating their own answer and destiny.]

Aaron whispered slowly, as if intoxicated.

[There is no orthodoxy, no royal road, no right answer in this world. There is only the result.]

“…”

[Then I shall become the one result that ignores all other processes.]

“That’s impossible.”

Lennok closed his eyes.

“A result that ignores the process already exists. Even that hasn’t succeeded yet and is waiting for the coming end.”

[What?]

“Even preserving the death of a god is not enough, so they worry and agonize.”

Lennok muttered, forming hand seals with both hands.

“That’s why I try to construct, not destroy.”

The corrupted branching point he obtained after drinking the elixir of ascension in Kundala was the power of destruction that dismantles everything.

It was a single point of arrival that an ascendant, who took a failed future as his root image, had obtained through manipulation techniques.

The domain of the Unimpeded Succession Binding was proof that Lennok had chosen a different path from ‘him’ and stood here.

After handling his domain, looking into his memories, and grasping the arrangements he had left behind, Lennok chose.

The branching point of a different timeline from Bangung, which Lennok presented as a manipulation master.

“The power of the magnetic field, the Unimpeded Succession Binding, is the reconfiguration of all things using manipulation techniques. Therefore, that power-”

Lennok whispered.

“Even takes away the fate of others, breaks it, and reconfigures it anew.”

[What…!!]

“Magnetic field deployment.”

The incantation of the magnetic field, following once more after already deploying the domain.

However, no change occurred around Lennok, who had formed the hand seals.

The change came from afar and reached this place.

Unlike Bangung’s manipulation technique that turns existence into non-existence, the ultimate of the Unimpeded Succession Binding creates existence from existence.

If the dismantling of the Ouroboros had been extended to its limit and reached Bangung’s branching point, this time he would try to do the opposite.

The convergence of the Ouroboros. From the pinnacle of the manipulation technique reached by extending the image of acquisition and absorption to the end.

He would even take the causality of using the god’s remains as a forbidden weapon and make it his own.

Therefore, its power was not the ‘observation’ of the branching point that Lennok had used before, but-

Kiiing…!!!

The moment Lennok, with his eyes closed, reached out his hand towards the frost ring rotating above Aaron’s head.

With Lennok’s quiet whisper, the frost ring began to transform into a golden kaleidoscope.

“Branching point creation.”