It was safe to assume that his deliberate opening remarks were a ploy to engage Lenok in psychological warfare. Regardless of his words, it was crucial to observe the flow of his attacks and make a judgment based on that. ‘Even if I judge based on observation, it’s not too late now.’ Since some time ago, he had begun to see beyond the mere back-and-forth of combat. A new ability, born purely from his intellect and experience, completely distinct from his innate magical talent or disposition. For him, who had maintained the balance of combat with only composure and boldness, an eye for gauging the gaps in a fight was now developing. It was a level of perception that an ordinary mage could never possess, nor could even a seasoned warrior hone… a perspective granted only to those who constantly walked the razor’s edge. The moment Lenok’s intense will and firm judgment intertwined with the magic captured in his gaze, his eyes flashed a deep blue, scattering a dark, intense light. As he felt that gaze, Craig’s body shot out like a streak of black lightning. Breakthrough. And clash. Kwaaaang!! With a dense shockwave, the stone dust scattered around the quarry turned into a gray gust of wind, scattering in all directions. The shield, capable of withstanding even the power of heavy weaponry, shattered, instantly closing the distance between the two. There was plenty of time to react. Dozens of ways to respond came to mind. Therefore, Lenok watched Craig’s attacks until the very last moment, moving the instant his bare body was exposed as the shield completely shattered. He rebuilt the shield that had just been destroyed in a single breath. Kwaaang!! He retrieved the magic shot above his head and slammed down flames, Kwajijik!! He swirled a twisted spiral of wind around his thigh, stealing his mobility. He caught the spurting blood with his shield and, conversely, shoved a sphere of condensed magic into the wound. He detonated compressed air near his ear, creating a shadow to blind him and then slammed in a shock spell. Dududududu!! “….!!!” An onslaught that didn’t allow a moment to breathe. Not only did he steal his five senses, but he also freely manipulated all the senses that felt pain. The moment he tried to respond to an attack coming from one side, he struck the exposed gap by piercing an unexpected blind spot. A desperate struggle to tear at each other’s throats. But in that process, it was only Craig’s body that was being tossed around aimlessly like a dancing puppet. Blood splattered everywhere, but it was only one person whose body was gradually being dyed red. He didn’t let his guard down. He didn’t become arrogant. Wasn’t it for this very moment that he had struggled so hard, wandering outside the city, searching for the locations of black mages and preventing crimes that threatened the city? Even while freely manipulating dozens of strands of magic extending from both hands, as if handling a very delicate glasswork, Lenok’s concentration did not waver in the slightest. At the end of the collapsed ruins (2) In that brief moment of waiting for Craig’s next reaction, countless paths flashed through his mind, and he moved towards the clear turning point of victory, leaving nothing behind. In that instant when he desperately stirred black magic in all directions, trying to find a clue for a counterattack, he greatly amplified his magic. That fleeting gap where he took a risk for a return. Woo woong!! He grabbed the hair of the magic he had sent downwards and lifted it up. The moment will was imbued into the formless magic, six streaks of blue lightning shot up, instantly trapping and constricting Craig. A unique magic created by mixing manipulation-type magic and lightning magic. [Six Gates] Pajijijijijik!!!! “Ugh…!!” As he tightened the electric wires around his neck, cutting off his breath, Craig’s struggling movements began to subside rapidly. Only then did Lenok let out a small breath with a pale face. A victory that, while seemingly fierce, was actually overwhelming. Although they exchanged more than a dozen spells in a fleeting moment, the fact that Craig did not land a single effective hit proved the gap between them. In a way, it was only natural. No matter how much experience Craig had as a black mage, Lenok’s combat experience, combined with his talent, had begun to surpass the value of time. It wasn’t just about skillfully parrying the attacks of the opponent in front of him. A combat style aimed at seizing what he wanted from a more fundamental aspect. Lenok’s magic manipulation ability had already far surpassed a specific level and reached the level of artistry. Especially against another mage, he could not easily imagine himself losing. His completed talent as a mage was taking Lenok beyond the realm of a mere high-firepower artilleryman. Moreover, he had even prepared a strategy against Craig because he was a skilled necromancer, but since he did not use necromancy, the result was predetermined. The two mages met eyes amidst the chaotic scene of the collapsed ruins. Was this enough? While contacting the operating team, Lenok spoke to Craig. “There’s something I want to ask.” There was a reason why he had refrained from using powerful unique magic and pushed forward with a fast tempo to achieve victory. He couldn’t kill Craig right now. There were more than one or two pieces of information he needed to hear from his mouth. He could ask about Reisen’s slush fund first, but… that wasn’t the purpose of Lenok’s journey here. There was something more important to him than Balkan’s safety. Lenok took out the relic ring he had received from Raul and held it out in front of Craig, who was groaning in pain. Woong…! By injecting magic with a matching wavelength into the ring through property transformation, a huge tree figure rose above the ring. Lenok brought the figure, which was identical to the tattoo drawn under Craig’s eyes, in front of him and asked. “This tree pattern. The tattoo under your eyes. I heard it’s related to a mage family. Tell me everything you know.” “This is…” Craig, who had been staring at the ring with a slightly surprised look, shut his mouth tight. After staring blankly at it for a while, he let out an unnatural chuckle. “Hahaha…!! I never thought you’d bring this ring. Did you get it from that old man Raul? Well, that old man couldn’t have known the true meaning of this picture.” “……..” Even though his skin was being scorched by six strands of electric wire, Craig’s face changed to a calm expression as if by magic the moment he saw the pattern. A reaction that was logically impossible for a human. Only then did Lenok accurately recognize the emotion he glimpsed beyond Craig’s eyes. It wasn’t a belief that could throw away even one’s life for what one desired. It was simply a madness that looked at nothing but what it desired. “I thought the only thing to give to the ignorant was death, but this changes things.” “What?” As he asked back, Craig looked up at the ruins with a drunken gaze and said. “Since the lighthouse keeper of Phile fell into eternal sleep, ‘observation’ has ended. It seems that his successor is diligently preparing to take over, but the boundary between the outer sea and the land is already blurred, and the dooms that the Ascended feared are approaching us.” “Lighthouse keeper?” Wasn’t that another name for the Ascended, who was called the ‘Heavenly Eye’? As Lenok paused at the sudden appearance of the name, Craig continued to speak. “Therefore, it has become easier to borrow the power of the approaching dooms. The diviners who foretell the fate of the sky, and the ritualists who perform sacrificial rites, must already be aware of this fact and are warning those around them of the danger.” Craig looked at the tree figure that had risen above the ring with a blissful expression. It seemed that even his reason was no longer left in his gaze. Only after seeing that did Lenok realize why Craig had rushed at him so recklessly and unhesitatingly amplified his magic. Craig was a practical black mage. And a master of necromancy among them. Yet, what did it mean that he had rushed at Lenok with his bare body without using necromancy during the battle? It wasn’t that he hadn’t used necromancy. He was already using it. The ritual had begun long ago. “The tree you’re holding now is the symbol of the ‘Extinction Tree’ Acrotreenia, which devoured a civilization and whose branches reached the end of the sky…!!! And the god descending in this place is the very fragment of that great doom!!!” Kwaaaaaaaa!!!!! In the dark, collapsed ruins. A huge tree phantom appeared in that alien space, as if space-time had been isolated. An alien yet natural presence, as if it had been there from the beginning. Its crimson roots wriggled as if stained with blood, and its branches bent down as if looking down. The overwhelming presence, just from the phantom that had appeared in this place, was enough to guess its level. Only after seeing that did Lenok realize. That the ‘artificial domain’ Craig had mentioned was a stage created solely for summoning this fragment of doom. Woo woo woo woong!! It was unbelievable that a power with such an overwhelming presence and sense of existence was merely a trace, not a real entity. The energy that filled the surroundings was tightening Lenok’s breath. Thud. And then, silence. The magic circle spun wildly, sucking in the tree phantom as it was. And it planted the immense presence it had sucked in into the space beneath Craig’s feet. Pajijijijijik!!!! An alien reddish-brown magic surged through the blood-stained air of the ruins. At the same time, a sprout that had grown out of the hard floor of the ruins rapidly swelled and turned into a sapling. [Aaaaaaaa!!!!] It didn’t stop, as if it was pouring out all the magic it had absorbed so far. Jjigigigigikㅡ!!! A bizarre noise that could not be described with words. What would it feel like if the sound of a tree growing was played back thousands of times faster? Wooddeudeuk!! The sight of the sapling growing through the hard steel plate was bizarre in itself. The scene, with even leaves beginning to form at the ends of the branches, seemed to indirectly show how powerful the sapling he had summoned was. “Did you say it was a fragment of doom?” Lenok muttered. “From the beginning, you only intended to activate the necromancy.” “………” There was no answer. All that returned was the bitter sneer of someone who was sure of success. Lenok no longer paid attention to Craig and carefully observed the endlessly growing sapling. ‘Extinction Tree… what a grand name.’ He couldn’t understand everything Craig had said, but he could understand what intention he had in saying those words. The lighthouse keeper of Phile, the Heavenly Eye Madrea Falsier, was a guardian who observed the monsters of the outer sea and guarded against them crossing into this world. Now that she had died and the boundary had become blurred, it meant that others could more easily come into contact with the monsters called ‘dooms’. It was not surprising. Especially considering that this world was originally the background of WORLD 3.0, which he had tried to enjoy. Even if it was not known whether this place was real or not, if it was a world ready for a player to enter— Wouldn’t it be reasonable for an adversary to exist? Even if that adversary was not a person, but a monster like a giant tree. In a way, perhaps all of this was predetermined from the beginning. The death of the Heavenly Eye. The city government’s inspection. The resistance of the black mages. The appearance of Craig. Even the existence of true monsters that crossed the outer sea. Was he being carried along a predetermined future without even knowing it? Where was the fate of this world flowing? [The first is coincidence, the second is necessity. The third is fate.] How far was that one phrase, the only thing he remembered from the day he ran WORLD 3.0, binding him? With a heavy heart, he cast his gaze into the distance. However, now was not the time to be lost in such sentiments. ‘Magic power…’ As if withered tree roots were sucking up water, Craig’s corpse, which had turned into a sapling, began to greedily suck up the surrounding magic. It was not just reaching out to the ownerless energy that was floating around, but also disrupting the foundation of the shield magic that was protecting Lenok and even stealing that magic. “………”
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Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]
The Genius Wizard who takes Medicine, 약먹는 천재마법사 약먹는 천재 마법사
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In "Genius Wizard Takes Medicine," the protagonist, an avid gamer, meticulously crafts the ultimate wizard character in the game "World" by maximizing magical abilities and accepting numerous disadvantageous traits. However, he suddenly finds himself transmigrated into this very character—a prodigious talent who cannot survive a single day without relying on drugs.
Set against a cyberpunk fantasy backdrop, the story blends action, adventure, and intricate magic systems, inviting readers to explore a world where extraordinary power comes at a significant cost.