Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 1104

A massive tidal wave crashed over the Hall of Eight Tribulations.

The wave swelled in size and thickness, slamming into the ground with overwhelming force.

Kukwakwakwakwa!!!!

The hall shattered as if a bomb had exploded on the ground where the tidal wave had swept through.

The result was a tremendous power, akin to a tactical weapon that could interfere with space and shatter it with water pressure.

Po Hyulgong gripped his blood-red scythe, his face pale.

“Kyonroe…!!!”

[I don’t know what you’re trying to pull, but I have no intention of giving a sorcerer like you even a moment’s respite.]

Algon raised his dragon eyes, looking down at the ground where the tidal wave was raging, and declared.

[Rise. There are still many things you must answer about Maleon-?!]

The solemn roar of the Dragon King abruptly stopped the moment his eyes met Lenox’s amidst the pouring tidal wave.

Even within the torrent that was crushing and collapsing space, Lenox’s appearance remained unchanged.

It was as if Lenox alone had stepped aside from the destruction happening around him.

As if material destruction and impact could no longer affect his body.

[You bastard!!!]

Algon roared and manipulated the currents using his water manipulation technique.

[Slaughter Sea: Water Net Kill]

Kagagagak!!!

The water, flowing at the speed of sound, rose sharply and slashed at Lenox’s body with tremendous speed.

A barrage of vicious techniques that would turn a weak human body into a lump of flesh with just a graze.

But Lenox, with his eyes closed, completely ignored all the techniques that were pouring down on him.

‘It’s cold.’

The blood flowing through his body felt as if it was freezing cold.

So cold and chilling that it felt like his nerves and muscles would freeze just by standing there.

A terrible sense of incongruity, as if the blood flowing through his entire body had turned into cold blood.

[Kill them all… Let’s kill them all….]

[Now, I can kill… I can die….]

[Exterminate the insects… Slaughter them all….]

Lowly thoughts echoed throughout his body.

Whispers of curses and resentment that resonated not through his ears, but through his blood vessels and nerves.

Every cell that made up his body struggled, desiring the death of both himself and others.

It felt as if his entire body was rotting and decaying, rushing towards an irreversible destruction.

However, an immense sensation comparable to that filled Lenox’s mind and body.

‘So this is how it feels.’

Immediately after taking the Ascension Elixir, Lenox realized that Nibecks’ explanation was not wrong.

A potent poison that forcibly induced an ‘abnormal state’ equivalent to an Ascendant [a being who has transcended mortal limitations] in the user.

It was a miracle made possible by the condition of the user’s own confirmed destruction.

Jjeojeojeok…!!!

Every cell, down to his fingertips, rotted and decayed, drawing out and burning all the remaining life force.

As the nerves throughout his body withered, they transmitted all information and thoughts with unparalleled sensitivity.

“Hoo-”

Chwaaaak!!!

The moment he took a light breath, Lenox’s breath, which had turned a deep black, spread through the water.

At the same time, the seawater, stained with black light, was instantly contaminated and began to expand its range.

A sinister thought that was encroaching on Algon’s own deep-sea territory and immediately consuming it.

[What in the world is this…!!!!!]

The horrified Dragon King backed away, but Lenox ignored him and reached for his waist.

Until now, he had been focusing on organizing his senses, but at this rate, it would truly become irreversible.

Before it was too late, there was one last ‘measure’ that Lenox had to take for his body.

Click!

In his hand, where even the blood vessels visible on the back of his hand were stained black, a dark-colored scale was held.

The dark scale that the Ascendant Compendium [a magical artifact] had gifted to Lenox, taken from her main body.

A catalyst for mimicry that was used to shape the body by combining with the Compendium’s own consciousness-

He plunged it into his own neck.

Pook!!

The hand, dripping with black blood, easily tore through the flesh and pried it open.

The moment the dark scale pierced through the flesh and muscle and embedded itself in the common carotid artery.

[Die-]

[Exterminate-]

[The insects-]

The incessant whispers that had been echoing throughout Lenox’s body abruptly stopped.

At the same time, the collapse of his rotting body stopped as if it were a lie.

‘It worked. That’s a relief.’

A trick to keep the senses gained by taking the elixir and suppress its backlash.

The method was to use the Compendium’s dark scale to suppress the elixir’s poison below the carotid artery.

The Ascension Elixir was made by mixing the inner core of a transcendent who had failed to ascend and died with Nibecks Orosia’s true blood.

Considering the method of manufacturing the poison, the owner of the inner core and Nibecks must be the same kind of long-lived serpent.

If that were the case, then according to the curse of metamorphosis, both the owner of the inner core and Nibecks would obey the Compendium, who stood at the pinnacle of the species.

Even if it wasn’t obedience, the moment they recognized the scale left by the Compendium’s main body, there was a high possibility that all their actions would be suppressed.

‘It’s not a proper form. I can’t last long with this. But….’

Lenox slowly opened his eyes, his pupils rotating with a black ring.

‘This is enough.’

It wasn’t that Lenox had obtained the qualification and reached level 9 with his own answer.

It was merely a trick to forcibly awaken the senses that could originally only be obtained upon reaching level 9, and to suppress the backlash with the Compendium’s status.

But that was precisely the ‘deficiency’ that Lenox needed more than anything at this moment.

A means to ascend to the Nine Tribulations [a trial to reach a higher level of power] again, and a means to walk around unharmed within it.

The last piece needed to face Maleon’s gnosis [a deep understanding or knowledge] ‘with all his might’ once again.

Kwadudududuk!!!

The blood vessels visible outside his pupils turned black and enveloped his eyes.

Lenox, whose blood flow had even changed color to black, slowly raised his gaze.

[What in the world have you done.]

Algon, who was looking down at Lenox with horrified eyes, muttered.

[I have never seen a sorcerer with such an aura in my entire life. What do you intend to become…!!!]

“I did use a slightly dangerous method.”

Lenox said, looking at his hand trembling in the water.

His skin color hadn’t changed, but the blood vessels visible inside were as black as pitch.

If he were to cut himself and create a wound, what would flow out would be black and cold blood, like petroleum.

“It’s not like I’m in a situation where I can afford to worry about the backlash or side effects.”

[…….]

“But this isn’t so bad either.”

Lenox closed his eyes and quietly muttered.

“I don’t know if it’s because it’s not the proper method, but it’s much calmer and quieter than I thought… I like that.”

What would it feel like to become a level 9 Ascendant?

He had imagined it thousands of times, but there was no sense of exhilaration that felt like his entire body and mind were about to explode.

Instead, only a deathly silence and stillness filled Lenox’s inner self.

But Lenox felt that this stillness filling his inner self resonated with him more deeply than anything else.

‘…I see.’

Only then did Lenox know how to express this quiet feeling in words.

Now, experiencing the ‘sensation’ and ‘state’ of an Ascendant who has reached level 9 and obtained the qualification.

What Lenox was feeling was neither transcendent exhilaration nor an endless sense of omnipotence.

It was just, familiar.

As if he had known this feeling since a long time ago.

As if he had just now remembered it with his body and mind.

Like a person who had returned to their rightful place after a long and arduous journey.

There was no joy, ecstasy, exhilaration, or inspiration as if he had grasped everything.

Only a quiet sense of relief as if he had regained everything was there.

Whether it was because he hadn’t reached level 9 in the proper way, or because he had stopped the backlash through a trick.

Either way, Lenox had finally-

“I’m sorry, but I don’t have much time left now.”

Lenox slowly opened his eyes and said, extending his hand forward.

“So if you don’t want to die-”

Kiiiiiiing!!!!!

Behind Lenox, a golden halo began to rotate and rise, starting to turn black from its roots.

The serpent symbolizing eternity, the Ouroboros [a symbol of a serpent eating its own tail].

The incomplete magic system that endlessly advances towards eternity, escaping Lenox’s control and activating on its own.

From its source, it is corrupted and transformed from golden light into a lowly thought.

Jjiyuuuuuung!!!!

The halo, which had turned black, twisted grotesquely and slowly rotated behind Lenox’s back.

The clear resonance changed into a strangely drawn-out and grating cracking sound.

Lenox, who had unfolded a distorted oval halo, looked up at Algon.

“You’d better bow your head.”

[How arrogant-!!!!]

Algon, enraged, twisted his body, and at the same time, the waves mixed chaotically.

[Soul Sea: Water Mismatch]

Teteoteoteong!!!

The water filling the Hall of Eight Tribulations collided and exploded, creating a silent vibration in the water.

Several dozen water pillars shot up from the water, creating whirlpools in all directions.

An application of water manipulation techniques that directly strikes and collapses Lenox’s body submerged in the water.

But Lenox did not avoid the explosions of water currents erupting from all directions.

He simply nodded slightly and took a step forward.

Kwaang!!

The black halo rotated explosively, and Lenox’s body disappeared from that spot.

Algon flinched at the disappearance of his presence, and in that instant, the halo unfolded behind the water dragon, and Lenox walked out.

A feat of transcending space and time without any consumption of magical power, completely ignoring the barrage of techniques surging from all directions.

[Human!!!]

Algon, realizing that it was a miracle of controlling space with will, surrounded himself with magical power with all his might, but it was already too late.

The black halo, stained black, flashed roundly above Algon’s head, pressing down on the water dragon’s massive body.

Creation-type Unique Magic

Nature Transformation: Heaven Low

[Corruption: Incineration]

Jjeoeoeoeong!!!!

The water dragon’s head and back were crushed in a bizarre direction, and the sound of bones and flesh being crushed was heard.

[Kkeueoeoeoeo!!!!]

The roar of the Water God Dragon King echoed loudly enough to shake the Hall of Eight Tribulations.

At the same time, the water flowing below Algon split into hundreds of streams and ejected at supersonic speed.

[Azure Guidance]

[Water Dagger]

Dudududu!!!!

The water pillars shot up and rotated, grinding away the surrounding terrain.

A barrage of water bullets poured down to intercept Lenox, who stood with the black halo behind him.

But Lenox did not avoid the barrage of water bullets and the explosions of water pillars, and raised his hand.

The moment the lightning that bloomed from Lenox’s fingertips touched the pitch-black magic of the halo.

Pajijijijik!!!!

With a bizarre, withering sound, the lightning began to be dyed black from its roots.

“Th-that is…!!!!”

The moment Regnus, his eyes wide, saw the strangely twisted black lightning.

The black lightning, compressed to its limit, turned into a black thread, and Lenox gestured as if pointing at the void.

Creation-type Unique Magic

Nature Transformation: Heaven Low

[Black Release: Direct Extremity]

Pat-

The black thread spread across the entire space of the Hall of Eight Tribulations.

A black line that flickered ominously, as if redrawing the horizon.

At the same time, black lightning burst out above and below the black line that bisected the space, beginning to tear apart the space before them.

Kwajijijijik!!!!

Thousand Hands. Water Spirit’s Soul. Azure Guidance. Water Realm’s Lament.

The hundreds of Water God incantations that Algon had deployed vanished the moment they touched the black lightning.

At the same time as a massive wall of water surged, it collided with the black lightning that Lenox had unleashed.

The black lightning pierced through the barrier as if it were nothing, and slammed Algon’s massive body into the wall.

Kwang!!!

Drrrrrrrk!!!

[Cough!!!]

Algon, who had tumbled through the walls, smashing the statues of the founders, coughed roughly.

The recovery of his body, struck by the black lightning, was not happening at all.

A strange power that seemed to nullify even the dragon’s powerful regeneration itself.

Only then did Algon, realizing the power of the black lightning, glare at Lenox with horrified eyes.

[Is that a lightning that breaks the laws without even a question…!!]

“You have good eyes, for a dragon.”

The black halo, created by the mutation and distortion of the Creation Magic Uroboros [a mythical serpent that eats its own tail, symbolizing cycles of creation and destruction].

From the power to dismantle and interpret all incantations and laws, it removes ‘interpretation’ and forcibly expands the target of the incantation.

As a result, what Lenox obtained was a twisted Uroboros that forcibly dismantled without understanding physical laws and incantations.

A dismantling mechanism that uses the destruction that descended upon Lenox’s body after drinking the elixir as its power source.

[Disappointing, human!!!]

However, even after noticing the power of the black lightning that Lenox wielded, Algon roared fiercely.

[To throw your mind and body into such a violent power, can you truly say that you are the sorcerer who taught me the Five Hundred Paths!!!]

“That’s not wrong.”

The moment a black line was etched onto Algon’s scales, black lightning surged out from the line as if exploding.

Kwajijijik!!!!

Lenox, who had landed in front of Algon with the black lightning, spoke with an expressionless face.

“A corruption incantation that presupposes self-destruction rather than self-modification. If there hadn’t been a safety device, I wouldn’t have had the chance to handle it either.”

Because he had accepted destruction by his own will, Lenox’s incantation was also distorted and changed accordingly.

That was why Lenox’s lightning, which was not affected by external variables, had turned black.

But even so, Lenox still stood there without losing consciousness or going berserk.

“If it’s a power that goes out of control and goes berserk, then I just need to handle it as it goes berserk.”

Lenox said, looking at the black lightning that was randomly jumping between his fingers.

“I can’t control the power, but I can suppress the recoil.”

[That’s absurd…!!!!]

By colliding the berserk black lightning with each other, he changed its direction and forcibly extinguished the recoil heading towards Lenox.

Every time the black halo rotated, all the recoil inflicted on Lenox was ‘dismantled’ and disappeared.

A sensation of forcibly operating the slash manipulation he had stolen from a subordinate sorcerer, at a different level.

But even while handling power in a way that even the Dragon King could not understand, Lenox’s expression was subtly hardened.

“But you’re right. This is definitely… dangerous.”

It wasn’t the body and mind that were running towards destruction after taking the Ascension Elixir that was the problem.

Rather, the fullness that filled his inner self and the endless sense of relief were more dangerous for Lenox.

Just by briefly experiencing the senses and state of an Ascended, he felt like he was already about to realize something.

He felt like he was about to understand the marvel that had descended upon his whole body and reach the answer as it was.

Lenox’s transcendent talent was the power to move towards completion at the same time as reaching prescience [the ability to know things before they happen].

That was why Lenox was forcibly holding onto himself, who might reach true Level 9 in this place.

‘I can’t challenge Level 9 now. I have to stop at the point of leaving this turning point within me.’

The sensation Lenox had gained now was not a miracle that originated from Lenox himself.

It was a side effect of the extreme poison created by mixing the blood of a transcendent who had failed to ascend and Nibex [a powerful, possibly demonic, entity].

If he were to challenge Level 9 using this moment as an opportunity, Lenox’s turning point and answer would also be ‘fixed’ at this moment.

That was the same as turning all the causes and journeys that Lenox had accumulated so far into nothing.

‘The more I try not to be conscious of it, the more conscious I become. I can’t hold out for long.’

What Lenox was doing now was the forced act of not understanding what he could understand, and not remembering what he could remember.

It was no different from forcibly turning away from the answer sheet that was clearly in front of him.

The contradiction that the more he tried not to be conscious of it, the more conscious he became. He could barely maintain this state only by desperately gathering his mind.

“Let’s finish this soon. I need to kill you and show your corpse before the other Dragon Kings arrive.”

Lenox’s gaze, looking at Algon, sank indifferently.

“I think I need to warn them not to interfere while I go back up to the Nine Tribulations [a reference to a higher level or realm].”

[You have grasped transcendence by using an unorthodox path, but can you say that it is truly a power arranged for you?]

The water dragon, who had been bowing his head, let out a chilling cry.

At the same time, the water streams in all directions lifted the massive body of the giant water dragon high into the sky above the Hall of Eight Tribulations.

[Excessive greed always brings disaster.]

Algon bared his teeth as he looked down at Lenox.

[I will teach you that fact directly today.]

[Dead Sea: Deep Heavy River]

Kuuuung!!!

In an instant, the entire deep-sea domain of Algon began to sink into a deep navy blue.

In the water compressed to its limit, the salt dissolved to its limit, even changing its color.

He gathered the water streams created in that way, from tens to hundreds, from hundreds to thousands, and connected them into one.

The tens of thousands of water streams gathered in Algon’s mouth and were concentrated into a single point before being ejected.

It became a single blue flash and was fired at supersonic speed.

Secret Meaning.

[Water Drop Pierces the Heavens]

Kwaaaaaaaa!!!!!

Small water droplets gather and pierce the sky.

The ultimate technique of the Water God incantation, activated by manipulating all the currents in the domain at the same time.

Spatial fusion forcibly generated by condensing all the water paths of the deep-sea domain into particle units.

By mixing the nature of the Water God to the limit in a specific space-time, it phase-transitions everything that exists.

As a result, it is one of the points of arrival in the Water God incantation, reaching the limit of the realm of manipulating space.

The moment the water flow, compressed to its limit, changed direction from vertical to horizontal and accelerated once more.

Pajik!!

The black halo caught in Lenox’s fingertips collided with Water Drop Pierces the Heavens, forcibly dismantling the essence of the incantation.

Kugwagwagwaga!!!!

Centered on Lenox’s hand, the secret meaning of the Water God incantation split diagonally and went past him.

The water streams scattered and disappeared as they were broken down, and the black lightning devoured everything.

But Lenox did not stop there, and began to move forward, dismantling Algon’s secret meaning.

Each time, several halos floated up and disappeared in the void like eyes illuminating the darkness.

Algon was horrified and shouted at Lenox’s response, which pierced through the spatial fusion incantation head-on.

[Can you handle the currents of the deep-sea domain alone!!!]

“Dismantle and interpret. Remove the interpretation and leave the dismantling. But…”

Lenox raised his gaze as he walked towards Algon without hesitation.

“Even if it’s twisted and distorted, the essence doesn’t change. Even if it’s broken, the purpose doesn’t change.”

Jjiuuuuuung!!!!

The moment the distorted halo rotated, scattering black light.

“The dismantling power that was pulled up on the condition of abandoning the major premise of the Uroboros magic system. So now-”

Paahhh!!!

He shattered and scattered all the currents of the deep-sea domain without leaving anything behind.

Before he knew it, Lenox was standing in front of the giant water dragon, with one hand outstretched.

“I can even dismantle your origin.”

Kwajik!!!

The moment Lenox’s hand grasped the void, a sound of something breaking echoed in Algon’s mind.

[Oooooooo?!!!!]

But Algon felt a recoil beyond a simple cracking sound and let out a desperate scream.

It was not dismantling and breaking down the incantation of Water Drop Pierces the Heavens.

A chilling sensation as if the achievement of the Water God incantation that Algon had built up within himself was being ground away.

An anomaly of reason that seemed to be carving away the very core of the dragon’s heart.

Imitating the evidence and fragments of transcendence that Pyeonram had shown against Nibex Orosia [a reference to a previous battle or event].

Lenox was forcibly cutting down the hierarchy that Algon had built up over a lifetime.

[This is, impossible…!! This can’t be happening!!]

Algon shouted fiercely with a scream that shook his soul.

Losing all his previous resolve and ferocity, the Dragon King twisted his body while letting out a desperate scream.

[How dare you interfere with my hierarchy…!!! Are you, are you truly an Ascended!!!]

Algon belatedly twisted his body violently, but it was already too late.

The black lightning, bent from the end of the sky towards the water dragon, surged in a long curve.

The dark lightning, bent round like a black kaleidoscope, sank and flashed.

Hwaak!!!

Lenox, who had approached close, spread his hand as if to cover Algon’s eyes.

[This can’t be-!!!]

The moment Lenox reached out his hand, Algon’s vision turned pitch black.

* * *

The ceiling was split diagonally, and the Hall of Eight Tribulations, where the universe of fog was visible.

Lenox, who was holding the tail of the giant water dragon, was walking with an expressionless face.

Thump, thump, thump!!!

Every time Lenox moved, the dragon’s body was dragged along, creating a roar.

Lenox, who was walking while dragging the dragon’s tail without caring about the recoil, threw it away with a flick.

Kwaaang!!!

The water dragon with blue scales tumbled onto the floor of the hall with a tremendous roar.

Lenox, who turned around while lightly shaking his hand, said.

“Algon, one of the Eight Dragon Kings. The leader of the Water God tribe who dominates the deep-sea domain.”

[…….]

“If you bear the name of a Dragon King, you’ll recognize him without me having to explain, right?”

Lenox said that and raised his gaze.

Whioooooo!!!!

In front of Lenox’s eyes, five giant dragons were floating, swimming in the universe of fog.

A dragon with a ghostly soul, a dragon with hot flames all over its body.

There was also a dragon with scales as beautiful as jewels, and a dragon with a body as solid as chains.

Each one was a great sorcerer who had reached Level 8, and a transcendent who had reached the pinnacle as a dragon, the most noble of the long-lived species.

The five Dragon Kings were looking down at the sorcerer standing below the hall, each with different emotions and thoughts.

“I don’t want to waste time, so I’ll say it only once.”

Lenox, looking at the Dragon Kings with black light in his eyes, said.

“I’m on my way to meet Maleon Gnosis [a powerful entity or location]. If you don’t want to die, get out of my way.”