The Return of The Mythical Archmage [EN]: Chapter 439

“Seriously… what am I supposed to do when you dump everything on me?” Mimir gritted her teeth, taking out her frustration on the floor. Seeing Mimir like that, her companions froze in unison. They were all bewildered. ‘Why is Mimir alone…?’ ‘What happened to Shin Hayul?’ Among them, Elena and Aslan were the most flustered. Mimir, who was synchronized with Shin Hayul, had come out alone. What on earth had happened? “Mimir. Where is Hayul? Why are you alone…?” Elena asked Mimir. Mimir stopped her meaningless tantrum and looked at Elena. “…The successor isn’t coming. No. He can’t come. He’s in a situation where he can’t come out even if he wanted to.” She bit her lip and glanced around. Starting with Elena and Adela, she saw Aslan, Ji Sunchan, Stella, and then Jenarin and Hoderiam. “We have to deal with those two ourselves.” Jenarin and Hoderiam were currently standing still. ‘Nothing’s happening?’ ‘What is that light?’ Since they weren’t wearing choker-type devices, they couldn’t see Elena, Aslan, or Mimir. To them, the light that had just erupted from the relic was an inexplicable threat. They had no choice but to be wary. “It’s impossible with our current strength.” Elena replied with a cold expression. “We have no way to finish them off.” There was no way to break through Hoderiam’s regeneration or Jenarin’s solid barrier. Without a way to damage them, victory was impossible. “We need to focus on holding out for now. I don’t know why Hayul can’t come out, but it shouldn’t take too long. I think waiting for that is the right thing to do.” Mimir probably knew that they couldn’t defeat those two with their current strength. Just now, she had been stomping her feet with an expression that seemed to say, ‘What am I supposed to do?’ “…I told you. The successor can’t come.” Mimir clicked her tongue softly. She looked angry even thinking about it again. “Do you think I was sent out here alone for no reason?” Mimir’s eyes and tone were very firm. “I’ll say it again. The successor isn’t coming. We have to defeat those two ourselves. Don’t expect any support from the successor.” She said firmly, looking at Jenarin and Hoderiam. Jenarin and Hoderiam were still not moving. They had been ordered to retrieve Mora. They couldn’t just ignore the anomaly that had occurred in Mora. They would only start moving slowly after they were sure that there was nothing wrong with Mora’s relic. They were very likely to stay in that state until the light emanating from the relic completely stopped. So, about a minute? They had to finish coordinating their opinions before then. ‘So, what should we do?’ Just as Mimir was organizing her thoughts. “But…” Elena spoke again. “As I said, we can’t break through those two with our current strength. Our attack power is far too lacking.” Elena’s eyes turned to Hoderiam. “First of all, we can’t break through Hoderiam’s regeneration.” Hoderiam’s regeneration was the best among the black mages of the Four Nations. He could regenerate his entire body from a piece of flesh the size of a fingernail. To kill Hoderiam, they had to stop his bodily functions in one blow. And the only ones capable of that were Shin Hayul’s mythical magic or Sein Vinosh’s heart sword. It was impossible to win without Shin Hayul. “Even if we manage to find an opening by some chance. There’s no way Jenarin would just stand by and watch.” Moreover, Hoderiam was not alone. He was with Jenarin, a skilled fighter comparable to Hoderiam. To kill Hoderiam, they first had to break through Jenarin’s strange magic. No matter how much she thought about it, it was impossible. “No matter how I think about it, there’s no chance of victory with this team…” Just as Elena lowered her head. “You don’t have to worry about that.” Mimir replied nonchalantly, as if wondering why she was worried about such a thing. “If you just follow my instructions, we can defeat them within five minutes.” Mimir’s eyes were shining with confidence. There was no way they could lose to those two. No, they couldn’t lose. That was the look in her eyes. “What are you planning to do?” Elena asked again with trembling eyes. It wasn’t that she doubted Mimir’s words. She was just purely curious. She was curious about what method she was going to use and how. That was why she asked. “There’s no particular method. We’ll deal with them head-on.” Mimir looked at Jenarin and Hoderiam with a disdainful expression. “I already finished analyzing their magic back in the Empire days. Adela Steart alone can easily handle them.” “What are you…” And then she turned her gaze to Mora’s relic. The light had almost completely stopped. About 10 seconds left? In 10 seconds, the battle would begin again. “Adela Steart.” Mimir turned her gaze one last time and looked at Adela. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m currently bound to your choker.” “…Huh?” Adela’s eyes widened. She looked like she hadn’t noticed at all. “From now on, I’ll be assisting you. I don’t have the slightest desire to assist anyone other than the successor. But since it’s an unavoidable situation, I’ll assist you.” Mimir glanced at Elena. It was a look that meant, ‘Sorry, but please step aside for a moment.’ “…Ah. Yes. I understand.” Elena nodded with a stiff expression. Then, she immediately broke her synchronization with Adela and went into standby mode. “Thank you. Just rest for a moment.” Mimir bowed her head briefly to Elena after confirming that the connection was broken. “Adela Steart. Don’t make any mistakes. If you do, we’ll all die.” Mimir approached Adela and placed her hand on her. “Let’s begin.” “… !” Adela’s eyes widened in shock. She was bewildered by the sudden change in sensation. “They’re going to move.” Just in time, the light from the relic faded away. “Move as I lead you.” At the same time, Mimir’s orders began. She synchronized 100% with Adela’s mana, guiding the path Adela’s mana should take. “Let’s go.” Adela moved her mana as if she were possessed, following the path. “During the stalemate just now, the two of them exchanged opinions. They’re going to attack you together.” As her mana moved, her body naturally followed. It felt like she had become a puppet. “Since they have to take Mora’s relic according to Veil’s orders. You, who touched Mora’s relic, are the most annoying to them.” Adela’s hand slowly reached out. Both of them were pointing at the empty air. “So, how will they attack? Will the magic they used earlier come again?” Adela moved her mana as Mimir instructed. “No. That’s unlikely.” The movement of mana resembled the moon attribute magic, Halo. Although many things were different, it was strangely similar to Halo. “Jenarin is smart. In this kind of confrontation, she knows that using the same magic she used before is meaningless. There’s no way she’d use the magic she used earlier.” Mana concentrated in her right hand. “What they’re about to use now is their ultimate magic. Their hidden trump card.” A strange magical glow, like a halo but not quite a halo, shone faintly. “One. A simultaneous all-directional attack using Hoderiam’s severed body parts.” And at that moment, thin thorns sprouted from all directions. Hoderiam’s severed body parts had simultaneously transformed into thorns and began to expand. “If such an attack suddenly appears, everyone will have no choice but to use defensive magic. Because of the range. They’ll use defensive magic that focuses on range rather than strength.” At that moment, mana moved to Adela’s left hand. Leaving the mana in her right hand as it was, she moved the extra mana to her left hand. The movement of mana flowing through her left hand was a movement that Adela was familiar with. ‘Thornbush Lantern?’ She couldn’t not know it, as it was the forest magic she had used the most so far. The only unusual thing was that its output was very weak. ‘But why a Thornbush Lantern here…?’ The Thornbush Lantern takes the form of a normal tree. As a tree, it is vulnerable to attacks by such ‘countless points’. For blocking such a wide-area attack, a ‘Windbreak Grass’ with a shield-like shape would be more useful. Using a Thornbush Lantern would be meaningless. The bodies that Hoderiam shot out would pierce through the gaps in the Thornbush Lantern’s body. Swoosh-! Just in time, Hoderiam’s bodies came right up to Adela’s body. It was dangerous. “Es…” She had to escape! Just as Adela was about to shout. “I told you, you don’t have to worry.” Suddenly, the movement of mana gathered in her left hand changed. It changed from the familiar form of the ‘Thornbush Lantern’ to a somewhat awkward form of the ‘Thornbush Lantern’. And. “You know what?” The Thornbush Lantern sprouted. “The Thornbush Lantern blooms a flower just before it withers.” A flower bloomed on top of the Thornbush Lantern, which had grown in an instant. “A very beautiful and huge flower.” The flower was so large that it could have swallowed Adela whole. The flower enveloped Adela’s body. Clang, clang, clang! The sound of the petals colliding with Hoderiam’s body was deafening. “This is…” Adela and Elena’s eyes trembled wildly. They had expressions as if they had seen a ghost. To use a flower blooming from a Thornbush Lantern as a shield. It was an unexpected idea. No, how did she even make a flower bloom from a Thornbush Lantern in the first place? A magic tree was not something that could be easily modified. What on earth did she have to do to make a flower bloom? “Get a grip. It’s not over yet.” Just as she was about to get lost in thought. Mimir warned in a cold, calm voice. “Now the real thing begins.” Following Mimir’s guidance, the mana gathered in her right hand was condensed once more. “Using such a wide-range attack to force a wide-area defensive magic.” Then, the condensed mana began to manifest as a single magic. “And then, a powerful point-breakthrough magic is inserted into the wide-area defensive magic that was created.” Adela’s right hand pointed forward. Peeeeeeng-! Gray mana was emitted from her outstretched palm. “That’s Jenarin’s strategy.” And. Thud! With the sound of something sharp piercing through the petals. Kaaaaaaang-! A roar that sounded like thunder echoed. Right in front of Adela’s right hand. The moonlight and darkness were struggling against each other. “…Did you block it?” Jenarin’s shocked voice could be heard through the roar. It should have been impossible to block their combined attack at first sight. Even if they knew it, it shouldn’t have been possible to block it with magic. ‘How on earth?’ Jenarin’s eyes trembled. The expressions of the others were no different from Jenarin’s. Hoderiam, of course, as well as Elena, Adela, Ji Sunchan, and even Aslan and Stella. They were all watching the scene of the magic clashing with shocked expressions. “Jenarin Beatrice.” Mimir turned her gaze leisurely and looked at Jenarin beyond the disappearing petals. “That witch’s magic isn’t like magic nullification.” Darkness is greedy. It tries to swallow everything in this world. “Mana Devour.” Jenarin’s magic is a magic that inherits the characteristics of that darkness. “Jenarin’s magic devours the target’s magic. It devours it and makes it its own power.” The mages who face Jenarin see their magic being devoured and disappearing, and they mistake it for magic nullification. “The weakness of that magic is that it can only devour mana that Jenarin has finished analyzing.” It’s not that she can devour mana unconditionally. To devour the target’s mana, she has to understand the target’s mana 100%. That is the essential condition for mana devour. “If you use it while constantly changing the mana’s wavelength, you can easily break through it. That’s Jenarin’s weakness.” Jenarin Beatrice cannot be Mimir’s opponent. “And Hoderiam’s weakness is…” And. “Kuaaaaaaak!” At that moment, Hoderiam’s scream echoed loudly enough to pierce through the roar. “In order to maintain the magic, he needs to recover the severed body parts.” Mimir looked at Hoderiam with a dry gaze. “Therefore, if you apply poison to the pieces of flesh that have fallen off and have no resistance, he will be defenseless.” The absorbed flesh is immediately absorbed into the core of the body to quickly recover it. No matter what is on those pieces of flesh, they are absorbed without question. Using the severed pieces of flesh, Hoderiam can be easily dealt with. “They say that beautiful flowers have poison.” Mimir said, looking at the petals of the Thornbush Lantern that were enveloping Adela’s body. “The flowers of the Thornbush Lantern are highly poisonous. Once absorbed into the body, it’s a poison that tears apart the mana from the inside. Hoderiam is already finished.” A magic tree that eats mana creates a poison that is fatal to mana. “Cough, cough! Cough!” Hoderiam’s body collapsed. He would never move again. “That’s one down.” Mimir didn’t even look at Hoderiam, and instead looked at Jenarin. “Now there’s only one left.” Mimir Bell Bytenner. The genius princess of Gasara, whose intellect even Ray Bell Bytenner could not match. The one move she casually made had instantly turned the tide of the battle.