Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 1240

Kyunroe Subjugation (32)

At the heart of the wreckage, where golden wings lay broken and piled up, was a hazy image of the Thunder God, slumped and asleep on the shattered throne.

Having completed all his tasks and entered into rest, his appearance was as peaceful as if the fierce battle just before had been a lie.

Pajik, pajik…!!!

The dark blue lightning that had massacred tens of thousands and burned countless transcendents flickered faintly. A dry wind blew, gently swirling around the mountains of corpses piled up everywhere.

Scores of high-ranking transcendents who had burned their lives for the subjugation and breathed their last. The fragments of war weapons that had participated in the subjugation, and the remains of the magic towers that had been shattered and melted down. Even Daymus, staggering and blankly raising his gaze at the center of it all.

“Cough!! Dead Rise… Ermong…”

Sarin, covered in blood, struggled to sit up, gasping for breath. Just being grabbed by the collar once by the Incarnate was enough to make it difficult to even maintain consciousness. Sarin looked around at the remains of the legion and transcendents scattered everywhere and smiled weakly.

“Congratulations. We succeeded. Though you’re all dead and can’t see it.”

“……”

“But… what do we do now?”

Sarin stared blankly at Kyunroe, asleep on the throne, then tilted her head. “The Doctor is dead, so there’s no one to tell us the plan.”

“We’ll wait until Kyunroe regains consciousness.”

Thud!!

The Iron Chain Dragon King stood beside Sarin with a blank expression. “Since the ritual failed, he will eventually wake up and regain his reason. This dragon will speak directly with Kyunroe.”

“Ah, I just want to run away as is…”

Sarin shrugged, wiping the blood flowing down her cheek. “Well, okay. It might be good to see how it ends, after all.”

“……”

“But, is it okay to just leave those people like that?”

Sarin glanced sideways. “They already look hopeless.”

Chiiiiik!!!!

Baragan, his limbs torn off, was dead, a pile of ash, headfirst in the ground. His spilled intestines were all burned and crushed, leaving no chance of recovery. His eyes were burned and melted, and his tongue and vocal cords were dried up, leaving no trace.

“……”

The same was true for Esteban, who had fallen 20 meters in front of Baragan. His spine was exposed, and even the blood had dried up, a gruesome sight. The nerves attached between the spinal cords were burned and dried, revealing a hideous appearance. The corpses of the two transcendents, who had already completely stopped breathing.

At this moment, the two pillars who had made the greatest contribution to the subjugation fell without seeing the end result.

“It’s alright.”

The answer came not from the Iron Chain Dragon King, but from elsewhere. A royal covered his face with cloth, looking in the same direction as them. Ezekiel, who had hidden his hands with his flowing sleeves, spoke slowly.

“Though the methods are different, they too would have been willing to burn themselves in this war, prepared for death.”

“……”

“For this war, wouldn’t they have come with a means to avert death at least once?”

“A means to avert death?”

Sarin turned her gaze with an awkward expression. As a native of the Blood King Castle, she was still uncomfortable talking to the Imperial Family. But Ezekiel spoke without even paying attention to Sarin’s reaction.

“If you think about who the transcendent the legion serves is, there’s no need to wonder what kind of power they borrowed.”

His face, covered by cloth, was fixed on Baragan, who had fallen dead in the distance. “Have you forgotten what name Bajur’s son is called by?”

“…Ah.”

Chiiiiik!!!!

At that moment, smoke began to rise from Baragan’s corpse, which had been wrecked and collapsed. Between the torn, crushed, and burned pieces of flesh, an endlessly red and vivid blood began to flow. At the same time, his body began to regenerate and reattach, ‘reversing’ as if time were rewinding.

Jjeojeojeop…!!!

The crushed bones regained their shape, and the severed nerves and muscles attached to the bones. The melted eyeballs formed along the facial muscles, regaining focus, and the cheeks with exposed teeth reattached and regenerated.

“Kuh-”

At the same time as the vocal cord muscles regenerated, a scream poured out of Baragan’s throat. “Ah, aaaaack…!!!!!”

The scream he hadn’t been able to let out flowed out of his throat a beat late. “Keuh, he he he he…!!!!”

Heaving his shoulders madly, pouring out blood and brain fluid, headfirst in the ground. A bizarre cry that sounded like laughter.

Kwajik!!

Blood tears were flowing from Baragan’s face as he slowly raised his head, supporting himself with his right arm, where the bone was dented.

“Edan… Edan…!!!!”

“……”

“You were wrong. You were… wrong this time…”

Baragan’s eyes, as he staggered to his feet, were still blank and dazed, as if he had lost his mind. “This wasn’t… someone we could kill… damn it!!!!”

Sarin, watching the scene, quietly murmured in admiration. “A reviver…”

“It’s the blood of the only reviver in the third world who has come back to life from death.”

Ezekiel said nonchalantly. “It wouldn’t be strange if a new religion were to form around him, so there’s no need to say how much power that blood holds.”

“……”

Baragan had already drunk Edan’s blood before participating in the subjugation. It was also thanks to that that he was able to break through the 49th district labyrinth alone and find Jenny. Edan’s blood flowing in his body had given a miracle to Baragan, who had stopped breathing.

“However, even if the body has been revived, it seems that the mind has not been completely restored.”

Ezekiel tilted his head, watching Baragan, who was staggering around like a zombie, half-naked. “This is because the reviver himself treats the body and mind as separate realms. Interesting.”

“……”

“Perhaps even though the reviver has returned to the present world, his mind may not have. Who knows?”

“That’s…”

Ezekiel crossed his arms, leaving Sarin speechless. “There is always a flavor in looking into the darkness behind the abilities that reside in the human heart… That’s why I can’t stop my travels even after the Empire has fallen.”

“……”

Sarin, who had turned her gaze blankly, looked back at the expressionless Iron Chain Dragon King standing next to her.

“The games of the Imperial Family are of no interest to me.”

The Dragon King said without batting an eye, feeling the vampire’s gaze. “As long as you don’t inflict that bad habit on Kyunroe, I don’t care.”

“You speak impudently, Dragonkin.”

Ezekiel said calmly. “Have you still not come to your senses even after Kundara fell?”

“It’s just regrettable that you haven’t learned from the failure of Ars Nova.”

“……”

Neither the Iron Chain Dragon King nor Ezekiel turned their heads towards each other. Instead, heavy and eerie thoughts arose simultaneously and began to collide in the air.

Kugugugugu!!!!

“Ha, what are you really doing…”

Sarin snorted and stepped back, shaking her hand. “That’s good. There’s no Doctor to mediate, so why don’t you two fight it out here?”

“……”

“It doesn’t seem like there’s a need for that. The reviver’s power is getting stronger.”

Ezekiel answered, instead of the silent Dragon King. “This war is about to reach its conclusion.”

“Kkeueu, heueuk…!!!”

Baragan, who had been wandering blankly around the battlefield with a bizarre groan, stopped in front of Songha, who had fallen. A miserable sight, his heart crushed by the Incarnate, covered in blood, head tilted back. But even so, Songha was barely maintaining his breath, faintly, as if it would break at any moment. The fact that he was slowly dying with a hole in his heart was, paradoxically, proof of how outstanding a transcendent he was.

“Dumb… ass…”

Baragan’s eyes, looking at Songha’s appearance, regained focus, and he opened his leather-covered mouth. “Get… up… what… are you… doing…”

“…Baragan.”

Songha said in a faint voice, as if it would break. “We… succeeded.”

“…Yeah.”

Baragan replied. His eyes had already become clear. “We… survived. Kyunroe used all his power and fell asleep.”

“……”

“Before long, he will lose the power to maintain his body and disappear. The subjugation is over.”

“…I see… that’s… good…”

Songha coughed lightly and smiled. “Still, I’m… glad… I could… see… the end…”

“What are you talking about?”

Baragan looked down at Songha with a burning gaze. “You use Edan’s blood too. What are you doing?”

“……”

Songha didn’t answer. Baragan’s expression twisted fiercely, sensing something in that silence.

“Songha!!”

“I… can’t…”

Songha smiled like a fool. “At the parade… I used it… to fight… a thousand… times…”

“…What?”

Even Edan Bajur himself had only ‘revived’ once using his own ability. Naturally, the opportunity for those who drank his blood to enjoy the same miracle was also the same. Songha had drunk Edan’s blood at the parade to integrate his clones, but that too was a miracle using the talent of defying the heavens. From the beginning, there was no second chance for Songha.

“Edan… the end…”

Songha said, gasping for breath. “From the beginning… I knew… that it was… the end… here…”

“Don’t talk nonsense!!!”

Kwaaang!!!

Baragan, grabbing Songha by the collar, shouted and pulled up his main force. Baragan shouted, madly casting recovery magic on his body. “Get up! Get up!!!”

“……”

Songha didn’t answer. He had only closed his eyes, his faint breath stopped.

“…Old… memories…”

Songha, slumped in Baragan’s hands, whispered. “We were all… happy… in Larabelle…”

“Shut up!!!”

Baragan, lifting Songha, gritted his teeth and turned around, pulling up his main force. “Don’t say anything. Just keep breathing like you were before!!”

“……”

“I am a great sorcerer who inherited the secret arts. Do you think I can’t save a fool like you?”

He walked without hesitation through the battlefield littered with corpses, towards the golden throne visible in the distance. The broken throne that had risen in the center of the ruined ruins. The existence of Kyunroe, who was leaning against the center and sleeping quietly.

Thud!!

Baragan placed Songha in front of him and turned around with bloodshot eyes. “Pandemonium. Cooperate.”

“What kind of cooperation are you talking about?”

“I’m going to use the power remaining inside Kyunroe to save this fool.”

“……”

Baragan glared at the sleeping Kyunroe and spat out the words. “He’s lost his will and fallen asleep, but he’s still maintaining his body… If it’s this much, I can use my magic to convert Kyunroe’s power into life force.”

“……”

“The subjugation is over. So I’ll use his remains first.”

Baragan turned around without waiting for an answer and immediately pulled up his main force. “Vampire. Use Kyunroe’s magic to create blood. Long-lived one, can you detach your body and replace Songha’s organs?”

“……”

“If you have the ‘privilege’ of the Imperial Family, saving one person shouldn’t be difficult. This fool can’t die here-”

“I refuse.”

Baragan’s body stiffened at the answer from behind. The sorcerer, who had slowly turned around, glared at the Iron Chain Dragon King with a stiff expression. “…What did you just say?”

“Kyunroe is the benefactor of the city who gave new life to the long-lived ones of Kundara.”

The Iron Chain Dragon King said with his arms crossed, his face devoid of any emotion. “There are countless of his kin who were saved by winning the battle against Eunseong. This dragon has also unintentionally received his grace.”

“……”

“This dragon participated in this battle today to prevent Kyunroe from being completely killed by losing the subjugation.”

The emotionless gaze of the Dragon King turned soft for a moment as he looked at Kyunroe, who was asleep on the broken throne. “At the point where he has preserved his life, there is no better result than this.”

“Long-lived one. You were never on our side from the beginning-”

“So let me make it clear here.”

Kugugugu…!!!

At the same time as the Iron Chain Dragon King pulled up his magic power, the ground slowly shook. The cold and resolute gaze of the dragonkin, like steel, stared directly at Baragan.

“Sorcerer. This dragon will not respond to your wishes.”

“……”

“Ah~ then I’ll pass too. I’m interested in Kyunroe’s blood, not in saving another human.”

Sarin waved her hand with a tired face and stepped back slightly. A cold sneer formed on the vampire’s lips as she looked up at Baragan. “More than anything, coming all the way here and only taking care of your friend, isn’t that a bit uncool?”

“…You guys.”

“It’s a refreshing feeling.”

Before Baragan, who had turned into a demon, could turn around, Ezekiel said, looking at his own hand. “I never thought there would be a mortal left in the world who would try to give me orders.”

“……”

“But I’ve seen many rare sights today, so I’ll let it slide.”

The royal, who had been looking at his injured hand with curiosity through his hidden sleeve, turned his gaze. “Consider yourself lucky that I’m not in the mood to cut off your head and hang it in the marketplace.”

“Ha!! Fine. I don’t care…!!!!”

Pandemonium had only cooperated temporarily for the common goal of the subjugation, and they were never allies from the beginning. He wanted to tear them apart and kill them right away, but there was something more urgent than that right now.

“I can do it alone. As much as I need to…!!!”

The abilities of the Pandemonium members were so useful that it would have been certain to borrow their help, but even if they didn’t lend their strength, there were still many spells that Baragan could try. As an 8th-level great sorcerer, he could indirectly handle all types of magic using totems.

Chwaak!

He bit his thumb and drew blood, leaving Songha, who had fallen in front of Kyunroe with his eyes closed. Baragan, who had quickly drawn a blood magic circle centered on Songha, closed his eyes and made a hand seal.

“Transmutation magic deployment. Life force conversion process start.”

Kiiiiiiing!!!!!

The blood flowing through the magic circle glowed, connecting in a line over Songha’s chest. The entire magic circle became a passage supplying life force, connecting to Songha’s body.

“Dragon King. Are you sure about this?”

Sarin, watching the scene, turned her gaze. “You said he was Kundara’s benefactor. Shouldn’t you protect at least his corpse?”

“It’s not a corpse.”

“Huh?”

“If Kyunroe had died in this battle, Eunseong’s wrath would have literally echoed throughout the world…”

The Iron Chain Dragon King looked up at Kyunroe with a profound gaze. “If that’s the case, then even his sleeping at this moment would have been a preparation for the future. There’s no need to interfere.”

“Old man. Sorry, but can you speak in a way that I can understand?”

Just as the vampire tilted her head, Baragan approached Kyunroe. The existence of the transcendent, sitting on the broken throne, weakly emitting dark blue lightning. He was asleep as if he would disappear at any moment, but even so, the essence of power that still kept his body in reality.

“I’ll succeed. Definitely…!!!!”

If he could just extract Kyunroe’s power, convert it into life force, and inject it, he would be able to save Songha somehow. Since he was in a form that was endlessly close to the essence of power, he could certainly be the target of life force conversion magic. He would save Songha here, completely destroy Kyunroe, and then retrieve Balkan. That would be the perfect victory and ending of this subjugation.

At that moment, as Baragan reached out to Kyunroe, about to pull that existence into his magic without hesitation.

“No.”

A calm voice echoed from behind Baragan. “I cannot allow that.”

“……”

For a moment, Baragan didn’t understand what he had heard. He had simply forgotten even the current situation and turned his creaking gaze around.

Whioooo!!!

A heavy black coat fluttered in the wind, slowly revealing a face. A black-haired youth with a cold impression was standing behind Baragan.

“…You are.”

A calm and cool aura, different from the other battered ones. An unfathomable demonic nature faintly felt beyond the expressionless face. A face that Baragan, who had fought on the front lines of the subjugation, had never seen even once. But even so, Baragan could sense it the moment he faced him with his unique spiritual power.

This man is someone who shouldn’t be here right now. This magician, there’s no way he could be here-

“Because I have to take the fruits of this war.”

Lenok smiled, looking at Baragan, who was frozen in place. “If you can move, would you mind stepping aside?”