Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 1047

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Lenok’s first attempt to restructure his body involved reconfiguring his left arm into a Lightning Immortal Body.

However, the result of borrowing even the Brain Sea Formula [a technique that uses lightning to unravel and restructure the body] exceeded Lenok’s expectations.

The ability to forcibly wear down magic power and dismantle already completed formulas or magic—a dispel function.

In fact, a power completely different from what Lenok had expected was engraved on his left arm.

Woo-oong…

Lenok’s left arm, covered in dark purple, vibrated quietly and emitted light.

A beautiful scene that shimmered faintly, as if containing countless starlight within a purple halo.

A bizarre sense of incongruity, as if a part of the universe had been cut off and transplanted onto Lenok’s arm.

It wasn’t just Lenok who was shocked by its unique appearance, which was far removed from human form.

[The moment it makes contact, it forces a void of magic power, and through that, it dismantles existing formulas.]

The Lightning Emperor spoke, sounding dumbfounded.

[You’ve obtained power equivalent to a function by using a living body as a material, so you’ve literally modified your arm into a forbidden weapon.]

“……”

[I didn’t know that the trial and error you were going to show me would be such a collection of bizarre ideas.]

Simply injecting magic power into the arm forces the loss of magic power on the contacted target.

In effect, it’s the same as forcing a dispel effect, which dismantles formulas or magic, onto the opponent.

The Lightning Emperor realized through this series of processes that Lenok’s left arm had essentially become an artifact.

He asserted that the result of using his own body as a material was a forbidden weapon itself.

“If it can interfere with the Lightning of Wrath, then we should assume that there is virtually no magic or formula that it cannot touch.”

The Tower Lord asked, looking bewildered.

“Just how much danger is dormant within you that such a function is emerging?”

“I didn’t think I would succeed in one attempt, but this is certainly something I didn’t expect.”

Lenok said, gazing down at his purple-tinged arm.

“But I think I know why this result came about.”

[You think you know?]

Neither the Tower Lord, who helped with the arm’s restructuring process, nor the Lightning Emperor, who faced Lenok’s kaleidoscope [a metaphor for Lenok’s unpredictable abilities], could guess the origin of this bizarre result.

However, Lenok faintly felt where this power came from the moment he dismantled the Tower Lord’s lightning.

The unpleasantness of forcibly tearing apart what was already complete, preventing connections, and binding them.

The contradiction of preventing cause and effect from connecting, and instead adding even stronger power.

Wasn’t Lenok already aware of a power that worked in such a way?

The restraints and bonds he had been aware of since before he opened his eyes in this world.

The backlash of the talent he had pulled up to the ends of the sky in exchange for cursing his body and life.

Lenok was intuitively aware that what was contained in this left arm was the penalty itself that bound him.

‘Did the power of the penalty become stronger as a backlash from touching my body?’

Lenok’s gaze, looking at his arm, sank heavily.

‘The embodiment of the penalty.’

As a result of Lenok using a shortcut to touch his body, the power of the penalty became stronger.

As a result, the left arm itself became a kind of insulator that prevented formulas or magic from passing through.

If the restrictions of the strengthened penalty began to affect the reality that Lenok’s body touched, rather than Lenok himself.

“As Sajil said, this itself cannot be considered a completely positive result.”

The Tower Lord, who had been watching Lenok lost in thought, opened his mouth.

“There is no doubt that the dispel function has tremendous value, but the fact that it is attached to your left arm is a different matter altogether.”

“……”

“In the process of using that power, it is inevitable that you yourself will be affected.”

The Tower Lord said, looking at Lenok’s left arm with a stern expression.

“If you’re not careful, it’s possible that your formula capacity or spellcasting ability could be impaired.”

“There’s no problem with magic power manipulation or magic use. The problem is rather…”

Lenok pondered, slowly massaging his left arm.

“The problem is that I can’t circulate magic power through my left arm at all.”

Lenok’s transcendent talent or intuition is a power that is not bound by the body in the first place.

The talent to manipulate or sense magic power always works perfectly, regardless of changes in the body.

The problem is that the moment magic power is injected into the left arm, the magic power itself is consumed and disappears.

Like the Ouroboros magic system [a system where magic feeds on itself] or the realization of immutability through the detachment of the Ideological Lightning.

The power to dismantle the formula itself or to render it ineffective so that it cannot be completed already exists within Lenok.

However, if he has a dispel so powerful that it can dismantle completed formulas or magic on his left arm, it is inevitable that it will affect Lenok’s combat ability.

If he has to exclude using magic with his left hand in future battles in exchange for engraving the power of dispel on his left arm, would it be a gain or a loss?

The answer was decided from the beginning.

“Let’s reverse the process.”

Hoo-ook!!

While Lenok was lost in thought, the Tower Lord stepped forward and opened his mouth.

“I will use the backup of the Phoenix Warship artifact you mentioned to retrieve your biometric information and restore your arm to its original state.”

“……”

“It was a misjudgment on my part. If such power is dormant within you, then the modification of the Lightning Immortal Body should be reconsidered from the beginning-”

“No.”

Lenok said, raising his hand.

“There’s no need to reconstruct my arm. There is a way to return my arm to its original state even in this condition.”

“What?”

“Since I used a shortcut to touch my arm, I can just use a shortcut to return it.”

Paat!!

At that moment, the huge golden key that had been plunged into the Lightning Wall flashed and decreased in size.

The key, which had instantly shrunk to the size of a forearm, quickly rotated and landed on Lenok’s right hand.

Click!!

The moment Lenok, holding the Lightning Emperor’s key in reverse, placed it on the back of his left hand and inserted it.

A sharp golden light exploded, and a sound like a lock being closed echoed loudly.

Pa-a-a-a-ang!!!

A golden concentric circle was engraved on the back of his hand, covering Lenok’s purple-tinged arm.

The moment the golden concentric circle painted over the purple light and changed it, Lenok’s left arm began to return to its normal, original form.

“If the Brain Sea Formula unravels the body, then detachment can do the opposite.”

Lenok said, raising the Lightning Emperor’s key in one hand.

“I have ‘locked’ and sealed the left arm that was modified into a forbidden weapon. It won’t open unless I borrow the Lightning Emperor’s power.”

“……”

“I don’t know how valuable this power is yet, so I’m just going to settle for creating a switch for now.”

[You’ve used detachment in reverse to reverse the Brain Sea Formula and lock the forbidden weapon’s ability.]

Only then did the Lightning Emperor, who understood what Lenok had done, ask with a dumbfounded voice.

[You’ve reached a different dimension in the application of formulas. How can you handle an ability you’ve never seen before so freely?]

The Brain Sea Formula is the power to unravel all things using lightning as a power source.

If you use detachment, it becomes possible to lock what you have once unraveled.

That’s why Lenok inserted the key into his left arm and caused detachment, sealing the arm where the penalty was strongly manifested.

It’s not about touching the power of the penalty itself, but about locking and binding the cause itself where the penalty was strongly manifested.

If the seal on his arm is not released using the Lightning Emperor’s key, Lenok’s left arm will function as it did before.

The Lightning Emperor immediately understood that he had essentially installed a kind of switch using the Brain Sea Formula.

“Magic power flows well. I think I’ll get the hang of manipulating bioelectricity if I try a little more.”

Lenok said, clenching and unclenching his left arm, which had returned to its original state.

“However, I think more research is needed on the part of transforming the entire body into a Lightning Immortal Body.”

It would have been nice if he could have finished the procedure at once before going to Kundara, but there was nothing he could do since things had turned out this way.

The time he had promised with Oliviera was also running out.

For now, he would have to go to the Outer City and then proceed step by step.

“I’d like to get some more help with that part, would that be okay?”

* * *

“The adjustment of the barrier using the model garden is also nearing its final stage.”

[The only thing left is how long the assimilation rate between the barrier and the model garden can last.]

“It’s impossible here without an actual barrier. It’s an area where we need to collect data directly on-site.”

[It’s a waste of time. There’s no time to collect data while going back and forth between Vulcan and the front lines.]

“I know. Because the adjustment of the model garden, which was set to the orbital period, could be disrupted. But…”

Claris, who had been concentrating on recording while looking at the celestial sphere spread out in the night sky, turned her head with a puzzled look.

“Kyonroe, how long are you going to rest?”

“……”

Lenok’s figure, half-lying on a soft sofa in the model garden.

With one hand covering his eyes, his head tilted back, his expression not even visible.

Claris asked, looking at Lenok, who couldn’t hide his fatigue.

“I can help with the adjustment work, but wouldn’t it be better to watch the final process yourself?”

“All the work processes taking place in the garden remain in my consciousness.”

Lenok replied, his head tilted back.

“I know even if I don’t watch it myself, so there’s no need to worry.”

“But…”

[Isn’t it a daily occurrence for that reckless magician to act like that?]

Oliviera let out a cold sneer.

[I heard that the tower is never quiet because he’s engrossed in strange training, but he’s become even more pathetic in the meantime.]

“…I’m sorry.”

Only then did Lenok raise himself from the sofa and rub his face with his hand.

Lenok, who approached with a look of fatigue that had not faded, said.

“I’m receiving formulas from Tower Lord Thorben, and in the process, I’m spending more time than I thought.”

“That lightning worshiper seems to have finally brought an enemy into your tower.”

Claris asked with a disgusted expression.

“It’s a bit different, but… you seem to know the Tower Lord. Well, considering your background, it’s only natural.”

“Whether it’s personality or ability, he was a very unusual person among the nobles of Ars Nova.”

Claris replied to Lenok’s question in a reluctant voice.

“There aren’t many people from the central city who are recognized for their achievements rather than their birth. Although there aren’t many nobles left in the first place…”

“……”

“So, this time, are you researching magic with that noble?”

“Rather than research, I’m just repeating sparring using lightning magic.”

Lenok said with a wry smile.

“It’s not that it’s not helpful. In fact, I’ve achieved some of my goals. But…”

Sparring using lightning magic, and in the process, receiving the Tower Lord’s enlightenment.

As he had done before, he understood why the Tower Lord preferred such a method of transmission.

Because colliding formulas is the most accurate way to pass on inexplicable inspiration in a relatively pure form.

In fact, Lenok was steadily receiving the key points and information necessary for the modification of the Lightning Immortal Body during the sparring.

It was also an unexpected benefit that Lenok’s combat and strategy skills were being sharpened in the sparring with the excellent magician, the Tower Lord.

But-

“It feels like I’m giving the Tower Lord a rewarding job rather than myself… he seems to be enjoying it so much…”

“……”

“And the ominous rumors circulating in the magic tower seem to need to be managed soon.”

The violent thunder that resounded in the magic tower almost every day.

Even the sight of them living freely in the magic tower after fighting each other once.

The rumor that lightning magicians are all crazy people obsessed with fighting is already widespread throughout Vulcan.

[If you wanted to be concerned about such rumors, it’s already been a few years too late.]

Oliviera said, not hiding her ridicule, with her arms crossed.

[It’s all your own fault, and now you want to fix it?]

“No, it’s not me, it’s the tower’s reputation… Never mind. Let’s get to the point.”

It was a meaningless worry at this point, when Kyonroe’s name and the magic tower could no longer be separated.

Lenok, shaking his head and regaining his senses, looked up at the scenery of the model garden.

“So, is that a fragment of the barrier that has been adjusted?”

Charrr-r-r-ring…

Above the field with a blue meadow, a celestial sphere depicting the night sky is spread out.

A veil of light that rotates, drawing a faint starlight between the garden on the ground and the celestial sphere in the sky.

Oliviera and Claris had succeeded in imitating the barrier in the model garden by using a fragment of the barrier as a catalyst.

Pa-a-a-at…

A star-patterned ceremonial attire created using the shadows of stars as a medium.

Even if it is a [model] of the barrier created using a fragment as a catalyst, it is clearly as real as the real thing within this model garden.

“The shape itself is flawless…”

Lenok, who had been silently looking at the [model barrier] shining with starlight, narrowed his eyes.

Because there was almost no difference between the real barrier he had seen at the first gate with a thousand identities and the barrier in front of him.

“At this point, it’s almost no different from the original.”

[It’s only natural since it’s a model made using a fragment of the real barrier as a material.]

Oliviera said, looking up at the model barrier from behind Lenok.

[Rather, if you hadn’t produced this level of result, I would have had to doubt the skills of a thousand.]

“So, can we just twist the celestial sphere of the garden and open the model barrier?”

The Outer City Kundara is a hidden place hidden behind the barrier.

To uncover the other side of the barrier, you have to literally change the orbital period of the stars themselves.

However, since it is impossible to actually twist the orbit of a planet, the model garden is used to simulate the phenomenon.

If the celestial sphere of the model garden is twisted to change the orbital period of the garden, the model barrier will also be distorted, revealing the other side.

The important thing is to synchronize the phenomena occurring in the garden with reality, so that the result also occurs in reality.

Borrowing the celestial formula from the Library of Darkness to construct the model garden.

Obtaining a fragment of the barrier from the first gate and using it as a catalyst.

Creating a model barrier and adjusting it to the orbital period of reality.

Synchronizing the adjusted model barrier with reality to twist the orbital period and open the way to Kundara.

“No, wait a minute.”

As Lenok raised his hand to twist the celestial sphere, Claris was startled and grabbed Lenok’s wrist.

“It took a week to adjust the barrier to the orbital period of this quarter. If you twist the celestial sphere here, the model barrier that we’ve worked so hard to adjust will also be twisted.”

“So, how are we supposed to use this in a real battle without even testing its function?”

“The fragment of the barrier is weak as a catalyst, so we can’t use it for adjustment twice.”

Claris said firmly.

“You don’t want to ask a thousand to get another fragment of the barrier, do you?”

“……”

Silence.

Lenok, who understood Claris’s words, blinked.

“So, you’re saying that we can only test this function in a real battle once.”

“If we fail, Kundara will immediately notice the anomaly and close the barrier.”

“……”

[We don’t know how the Outer City will react if they actually notice our presence.]

While Lenok was rubbing his forehead with a look of sudden fatigue, Oliviera said in a cold voice.

[In the worst case, we cannot rule out the possibility that the entire long-lived species of the Outer City will try to exclude us.]

“That’s…”

[Until now, we’ve only been thinking about whether we can enter, but it’s time to think about what comes next.]

A faint smile mixed in Oliviera’s voice as she flashed her eyes behind the veil.

[Are you prepared to accept that all your efforts will be in vain?]

“Prepared?”

Lenok smiled wryly.

“If I was going to hesitate for such a reason, I wouldn’t have started in the first place.”

[……]

The conclusion of the Black Consumer Project led by Kaise Bajur.

The desperate struggle of the failures to force their will on the end of this world.

And even the existence of Alcaide, who directly intervened in the failure of the project.

He knows that he is involved in all those causes, and that someone who was him was there.

It’s not just a wish to see more and face more failures.

Because he knows that even more secret and ugly secrets are abandoned at the end of the project’s failure.

“I’ll organize the formulas and equipment I need before leaving on the journey and come back.”

Paat!

Lenok, who had quickly retrieved the model garden simply by withdrawing his consciousness, raised his gaze.

At this point, the answer was decided.

“I will depart for Kundara as soon as preparations are complete.”