Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 1051

KWA-GWA-GWA-GWANG!!!

As the outer barrier of the tower was breached, missiles rained directly onto the deck.

Amidst the explosion and the spray of blood, the deck splintered and shattered, and something shot out from the wreckage.

[Kreeeeeeeek…!!]

[Kekehekek!!]

Humanoid monsters, their bodies slick with blood, emitted grotesque laughter.

Like ghouls, the twisted monsters rose one by one from the deck, their eerie laughter echoing.

“……Hoo.”

The mages who remained on the deck, repairing the barrier and intercepting missiles, raised their magic power with grim expressions.

The moment the Torben mages, each chanting their spells, were ready to fight the approaching monsters.

FZZT!!

A bolt of lightning flashed in the air, piercing through the monsters and passing them in an instant.

The moment the blue lightning swirled, the monsters that had climbed onto the deck crumbled into ashes.

FASAK!!

[Kueeeeee!!!]

[Kahak, Kahahak…!!]

The screams of the monsters, unable to bear the pain of their bodies burning and evaporating.

The mages, who had been staring blankly at the scene, belatedly turned their gaze to Lenok, who had landed at the end of the lightning, and quickly averted their eyes.

“I’ll leave the monsters falling onto the deck to you.”

“……Sir Ban.”

Lenok, pulling on his gloves, stood with blue currents swirling around his body.

“I’ll take care of the ones in the sky myself.”

One of the mages, snapping out of it, hurriedly spoke.

“We, we will handle it ourselves. It’s not right to borrow the esteemed one’s hand-”

CLACK!!

The moment the massive armored wings unfolded from Lenok’s back, the surrounding air distorted as if being crushed.

Just by lightly crouching with the armored wings, a fierce wind pressure pressed down and pushed away in all directions.

Lenok’s figure soared into the night sky in an instant.

PAAAANG!!!!

Four types of common magic and barrier techniques to minimize air resistance.

Five types of unique lightning-based magic to add propulsion, imbued with lightning.

Two types of unique atmospheric magic to assist the movement and lift of the armored wings, all chanted in an instant.

“Killing mindless monsters like these is not a difficult task.”

Lenok, having ascended at an incredible speed with his wings, took out a drug to numb his semicircular canals and swallowed it, muttering to himself.

“I’ll crush them.”

KWAAANG!!

Lenok dodged the wing of a fighter jet flying from behind him and turned his body.

He spread his armored wings in mid-air to reduce speed and then changed direction to move vertically.

With his wings extended below, he slammed down onto the cockpit of the fighter jet at an incredible speed.

KWAA-JI-JIK!!!

[Kueeeeee!!!]

The monster in the cockpit, unable to withstand the weight, was crushed into a bloody mess with a terrible sound.

“Next.”

KWANG!!

The moment Lenok bent his wings and adjusted his direction, he leaped off the crushed fighter jet.

He soared through the night sky and landed on another fighter jet that was still flying.

[White Fall]

KWAAAAAAANG!!!

A blinding white lightning bolt flashed, striking and burning the monster-infested fighter jet.

With desperate screams, several fighter jets simultaneously emitted smoke and crashed to the ground.

EUDDEUDUK!!

[Aaaaaaak!!]

He burned and tore out the mass of monsters glowing inside the cockpit with lightning.

The armored wings, spread like a giant’s hands, grabbed the broken fighter jet like a toy and threw it away.

Lenok’s figure, leaping between the fighter jets flying between the magic towers, crushing and trampling them to shoot them down.

Every time lightning flashed in the night sky, he increased his speed and unleashed a series of blue shockwaves.

KU-GU-GU-GU-GU!!!!

The war mages on the deck could only stare blankly as he single-handedly crushed and massacred the supersonic fighter jets.

“There was a reason why he carried such a bizarre reputation in Vulcan.”

“……Is that really the kind of destructive power a mage is capable of?”

KWAAAAANG!!!

He dropped lightning on a fighter jet fleeing from Lenok, shooting it down.

Lenok, standing on the wreckage of the destroyed fighter jet, frowned as he observed the movements of the fighter jets flying from all directions.

“The flight path of the formation is unusual. Are they not simply gathering to fight us?”

The fighter jets, realizing they could not face Lenok head-on, were gathering near the mothership.

Were they planning to form a formation with the Headrow Warlord’s general-class entity and crush the war magic tower with force?

Lenok, with a hardened expression, raised his magic power and extended it onto his armored wings.

Immediately after, the entire armored wing was covered in lightning and heated up, emitting a dark blue lightning.

[Azure Scale Armor]

Lenok’s figure, clad in blue lightning like armor, broke through the fighter jet formation and ascended even higher.

KU-GU-GU-GU!!!

[Kkieeeeeek!!]

[Keureureureuk!!!]

The monster-infested fighter jets struggled to stop Lenok, but they were burned and evaporated into ashes the moment they made contact.

As he rotated and ascended, he scattered blue flames in a circle across the night sky.

Each time, the Headrow Warlord’s fighter jets burned and crashed to the ground.

Lenok, having pierced through the hull of the aerial aircraft carrier from the bottom, soared directly onto the deck of the mothership.

KWAAAAANG!!!

[Kueeeeeeeeee…!!!]

Even a general-class entity could not withstand the pain of being pierced through the body, letting out a large, slow scream.

The entire mothership shook violently, feeling like it was convulsing.

FZZT!!

Lenok, having retracted the lightning, immediately landed on the deck of the mothership and folded his wings.

Enveloping the armored wings with lightning magic and overloading them was a method that was not usually used because it caused severe damage.

However, there was a reason why he had forced himself to approach the general-class entity and climb on top of it.

“……Oh, uh.”

The shape of a thick, blood-stained magic circle spread out on the deck.

A pale-faced woman, covered in blood, standing at the center of the magic circle, stammered and turned her gaze towards Lenok.

“Y-you shouldn’t just, carelessly come in here… It’s a place… you shouldn’t….”

“You. You’re not a remnant of the Headrow Warlord.”

Lenok asked with a cold gaze.

“Who are you, a sorcerer who handles such a wicked ritual?”

“Ah, m-me, you mean?”

The woman gave an awkward smile with a pale face.

“I’m from the… the Alliance… they call me a… Corpse Spirit Sorcerer.”

* * *

HWAAAAAK!!

A fierce wind blew across the deck of the aircraft carrier, which had risen hundreds of meters into the sky.

Unlike the war magic towers equipped with air resistance barriers, this ship, which had been entirely transformed into a monster, had no safety devices to ward off the wind.

The wind blowing across the deck was so fierce that it felt like a storm was raging from all directions, not clouds.

The old cannons installed on the bow of the mothership rattled weakly, and the exterior that had been torn off with loose screws shook madly.

KU-GWA-GWA-GWA-GWA!!!

Amidst the wind and roar mixed together on the shaking deck, the woman, covered in blood and wearing an awkward smile, stood there.

“Corpse Spirit Sorcerer, huh.”

Lenok, having heard the woman’s words, slowly raised his magic power.

“So, it was the Order Alliance that was controlling the Headrow Warlord in this battle.”

“Ah, no… that’s, not it….”

“Were you controlling the Warlord’s monsters from behind, making them fight the druids?”

“I-I didn’t make them fight… I needed this, this ritual….”

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer stammered in response.

“To take the… the ability to manipulate monsters possessed by the general-class entity… and turn it into a ritual….”

“…….”

Considering she was conducting a sinister ritual on the deck of a general-class entity, she was surprisingly cooperative.

Lenok, having adjusted his armored wings, quickly scanned the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer’s entire body.

‘There’s almost no life reaction. Except for the fact that her magic power and will are intact, she’s practically a ghoul.’

A Saint-level sorcerer of level 7 or higher who had completed their hierarchy [A mage’s level of power and mastery].

She possessed a powerful will and magic power befitting her status, but there was almost no life force felt in the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer’s body.

If one were to only check her presence through Lenok’s magic power detection, it would feel as if a dead corpse was moving.

It was even questionable whether her stammering was a peculiar habit or if her tongue was stiff, preventing her from speaking properly.

Lenok, having slipped his hand inside his coat, fell into thought.

‘A ghoul that maintains its magic power and will as it was in life. It must be related to the Corpse Spirit Ritual she mentioned herself.’

A Sorcerer of the Order Alliance refers to the owner of a unique ritual that they have either developed themselves or inherited through one-on-one transmission.

It goes without saying that each Sorcerer is an outstanding mage and a high-ranking executive within the Alliance.

Even if they are not a Great Sorcerer who directly constructs the Great Connection [A powerful magical network], it is natural that each Sorcerer possesses outstanding martial prowess or individuality.

The problem was the reason why a high-ranking executive like an Alliance Sorcerer was left alone on this battlefield conducting a ritual.

If this woman in front of him was capable of controlling the Headrow Warlord’s general-class entity-

[Fang Lightning]

FZZT!!

A thick current of electricity that sprang from between Lenok’s fingers bent like the fangs of a beast.

Lenok, clutching the sharp fangs of lightning, pointed it at the Sorcerer and spoke.

“Stop the ritual and retreat the Headrow Warlord’s monsters. If you refuse, I will drop this mothership onto the ground as it is.”

“U-uwa….”

“Judging by the looks of it, you seem to possess a ritual that controls dead creatures….”

Lenok tilted his head, looking at the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer who was trembling with a pale face.

“If you can even control monsters, unlike necromancy, it will become troublesome. I will prohibit the use of the ritual until the war magic tower passes through this battlefield.”

“T-that’s not good….”

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer stammered, bringing her hands together in front of her.

Following her hands submerged in a pool of blood, red blood gathered beneath her feet.

“I-I’m not doing this because I want to… I need to take the power of the general-class entity here and turn it into a ritual….”

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer, trembling on the massive magic circle submerged in red blood, stammered.

However, it was a different kind of trembling than being afraid or wary of Lenok’s words.

A strange trembling, swaying her shoulders as if intoxicated by the scene she had created herself.

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer, wrapping her arms around her shoulders, smiled at Lenok.

“I-I’ll finish quickly… Then, it’ll be okay, right?”

“……!!”

KIIIIING!!

At that moment, the massive magic circle centered around the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer turned red and began to glow madly.

A strange thought, standing on the boundary between life and death, neither alive nor dead, enveloped the surroundings.

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer’s thoughts, surging over the deck in an instant, covered the entire aircraft carrier.

The densely concentrated gray thoughts enveloped the aircraft carrier and instantly transformed into a massive sphere.

Lenok’s expression hardened for a moment at the overwhelming speed and scale.

‘The output of her thoughts is enormous…!’

Her hierarchy seemed to be around level 7, but the output of her thoughts alone easily surpassed that of an average level 8 Great Mage.

It was unusual from the start that she was using thoughts instead of will, but it was clear that the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer herself was an extraordinary person with an unusual ritual.

At the same time, corpses with their entire bodies dyed black began to rise from the floor all over the deck of the mothership.

“Kuaaaak!!”

“I’m dying, I’m dying…!!”

“I, I want to live!!”

The corpses, unlike monsters, moved their tattered vocal cords to utter human voices.

Their eyes shone incomparably red, and the magic power and will of humans, different from monsters, could be felt from their bodies.

Corpse Spirits (Shiki) [Animated corpses controlled by magic], using the will and magic power that were the rights of the living in their dead bodies, moved according to the Sorcerer’s orders.

“Even soldiers who died as monsters can use their power from their human days if they are made into Corpse Spirits.”

Only then did Lenok’s gaze turn cold as he understood the true value of the Corpse Spirit Ritual.

“To make the ritual target neither dead nor alive, it’s a power that stands on a different kind of boundary than necromancy. Who did you learn it from?”

“I-I didn’t really learn it from anyone….”

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer gave an awkward smile and subtly stepped back.

“A-anyway, I’ll finish quickly and g-go… I’ll hide so I don’t stand out….”

“No.”

FZZT!!

The flash of Fang Lightning that shot out in a straight line pierced through the spot where the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer had been standing.

A pillar of fire, wrapped in blue flames, soared vertically, illuminating the dark sky.

KWAAAAANG!!

A deafening roar that arrived a beat late.

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer screamed and rolled on the floor.

“Uwaaaat!!!”

“Who said you could finish the ritual and run away on your own?”

FZZT, FZZT…!!!

The lightning that had landed on Lenok’s fingertips rotated and compressed, eventually transforming into a sharp drill.

Lenok, having instantly chanted and raised a Lightning Bolt, aimed it at the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer’s forehead and spoke.

“Stop the ritual and retreat the fleet. If you don’t, I will crush this mothership right now.”

“…….”

“If you can’t understand what I’m saying, I’ll have no choice but to split your head open here as well.”

Lenok’s eyes shone coldly as he looked at the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer.

“Or, is it that you can’t hear me well because you’ve turned your own body into a Corpse Spirit?”

“……Ahaha.”

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer’s smile, which had been awkward, changed strangely in an instant.

“Aha… I, I know who you are….”

“…….”

“The Great Mage who has won against a thousand opponents… Of course, you’re incredibly strong, but….”

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer, bringing her hands together while stammering, spoke.

“I, I’m also… good at using… rituals…!”

KWAA-JIK!!

At that moment, Lenok realized the true nature of the discomfort he had been feeling.

The hundreds of Corpse Spirits that the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer had raised on the mothership by spreading her thoughts.

After they had awakened, not a single Corpse Spirit had rushed at Lenok or shown any killing intent.

The awakened Corpse Spirits did not surround Lenok or move to protect the Sorcerer.

Instead, they piled up on the magic circle created by the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer, becoming the materials that formed the magic circle themselves.

KIIIIIIING!!!

The magic circle, stacked with Corpse Spirits, emitted a strange resonance that was on a different level than before.

The result of a contradiction that transcended the laws that appeared when human sacrifices were layered and activated.

“You’re trying to perform a human sacrifice using dead bodies?”

Lenok, having realized this, hardened his expression and turned his gaze sharply towards the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer.

“Could it be that the true value of Corpse Spirits is…!!”

“M-my Corpse Spirits… in the sacrifice ritual, they’re judged the same as living humans….”

She smiled, peeking at Lenok while hiding behind a pillar on the deck.

“U-useful, right…?”

KWAA-JIK!!

There was no answer.

Lightning flashed in Lenok’s hand, which was bent low as if lightly sweeping the floor.

Immediately after, a massive sphere of lightning that burst out rotated and floated above the deck of the mothership.

[Constant Lightning: Immortal Refinement]

KU-GWA-GWA-GWA-GWA!!!!

The cluster of electricity rotated violently, pressing down on the mothership, and the monster-infested general-class entity let out a gloomy scream.

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer let out a terrible scream on the violently shaking deck.

“Kkyaaaaak!!!”

“You were a sorcerer with a forbidden art that shouldn’t be alive.”

Lenok, having raised a massive planet of lightning, muttered coldly.

“Die here before you are exploited by the Order.”

What was important in a human sacrifice was not the priest who presided over the ritual, nor the magic circle or ritual needed for the ritual.

The most important thing was to match the quality and quantity of the offerings needed for the sacrifice.

No matter how strong the power of human sacrifice was, human lives were finite, so it could not be abused.

However, the Corpse Spirit Ritual was a ritual with the potential to make the limitations of such human sacrifices meaningless.

Of course, since it used corpses, the efficiency itself was not comparable to that of real humans, but the fact that it could even imitate such a thing had tremendous potential.

If this power were to fall into the hands of the Order, let alone the Alliance, an irreversible hell would unfold.

JJE-JJE-JJE-JJE-JIK!!!

Lenok, having burned and crushed the human sacrifice magic circle created on the deck with the heat of the Constant Lightning, was about to move the ritual and crush the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer as it was.

“M-Monster Circuit Copy…!!”

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer shouted quickly while stammering.

Her figure, clutching a broken anchor and performing a high-speed chant with her eyes tightly closed.

“Thought Transmission… Defense Mechanism Disassembly… Unconscious Alteration…!!”

Even as her entire body was burning and about to disappear, she was still thinking of finishing what she had to do.

In order not to give her an opening, Lenok swept the sphere of Constant Lightning as it was and slammed it down onto the mothership, at that moment.

“R-Ritual Extraction Complete…!!”

The Corpse Spirit Sorcerer barely finished chanting.

“T-Transfer to the Garden…!!!”

TTEOL-REUK…!!

In an instant, a sense of something being pulled out whole from the center of the massive aircraft carrier was felt.

Something that formed the core of the general-class entity. The totality of power that could be described as the essence of life and origin.

It popped out of the mothership and rolled down.

Like a drop of water flowing down a petal, it fell through a glass bubble and seeped into the soil of the garden.

The moment he witnessed the ritual that the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer had spoken of, Lenok was watching the power that had undergone ritualization being ‘transferred’ somewhere.

Following the ritual that had begun to be transferred somewhere, even Lenok’s own consciousness was synchronizing with it.

He looked at the place where the power that the Sorcerer had succeeded in extracting was heading.

The moment he realized that it was the path leading to the space-time where the Great Connection, as defined by the Order Alliance, was made.

Lenok finally recognized that he was actually seeing that scenery, not an illusion.

“…….”

A beautifully sculpted glass garden.

The night sky, where the Milky Way unfolded overhead, was reflected, and flowers and trees covered in dew bowed their heads.

As if completely unrelated to the speed of the busy world, the scenery of the garden was immersed in a quiet stillness.

In the middle of the seemingly timeless garden, Lenok was standing there.

“This is….”

In the scenery that had changed in an instant, Lenok quickly regained his reason and grasped the situation.

In the instant he was watching the ritual extraction used by the Corpse Spirit Sorcerer, Lenok’s consciousness had rapidly synchronized.

He had directly witnessed the process of the Great Connection, as defined by the Order Alliance, being made.

As a result, Lenok was in the place where the Great Connection arrived, like this-

“Having a strong sensitivity is close to a curse for mortals.”

From behind, someone’s voice was heard.

A calm voice that did not contain any power or will.

A normal human voice that did not contain the resonance of magic power or will.

“Things that should not be seen. Things that should not be heard. Things that should not be felt. Such things exist in this world in abundance.”

“…….”

Beyond the shadows inside the garden. Someone was sitting in a chair in the deep shade.

Their figure was hidden in the unusually deep shadows, not revealing themselves in the sunny spot where the starlight shone.

The fingers that were illuminated by the starlight beyond the shadows were as transparent as glass.

“But a sorcerer who can achieve such a strong synchronization just by watching the ritual, enough to briefly connect to my garden, is practically the first since Chapman.”

“……You are.”

Nothing could be felt.

Even though Lenok knew that only his consciousness had transcended the timeline and synchronized with this space.

He could not feel anything with his sensitivity against the transparent shadow in front of him.

It was the moment he realized that it was evidence of a transcendence that was different from the Ascended beings Lenok had seen so far, transcending life and death.

The Leader asked.

“Or is it proof that you possess a talent in the special traits that is even greater than that?”