Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 253

White Lion (4)

The nameless mountainside of the volcanic region.

Shuuuuuuuuu…

“Damn it…!!”

Giognis, staggering as he stood, gritted his teeth.

Was it a mistake to approach Ban, thinking he had finally gotten Evelyn out of the Magic Tower?

Not only did they snipe and take down Bicheo from outside the barrier ignition formation surrounding the Magic Tower, but they even intercepted the White Lion escaping in that fleeting moment.

He knew she was a skilled archer, but he had severely underestimated her power.

He never imagined such an absurd technique of changing an arrow’s trajectory was even possible.

Turan, watching him, chuckled leisurely.

“Heh heh… Calm down. The battle isn’t over yet.”

Leaning against a nearby rock, his left shoulder was drooping, blood gushing out.

A single blow had sharply pierced the nerves under his armpit, severing all the tendons in his left arm.

From the start, Evelyn had focused on thoroughly diminishing Turan’s combat power rather than ending his life.

A chilling level of concentration and a dispassionate rationality that didn’t get greedy.

It was truly the talent of a born hunter, enough to make a beast’s instincts tingle, but being afraid here wouldn’t accomplish anything.

Turan’s eyes flashed calmly, unlike before.

“Since we couldn’t hide the crash site, they’ll come after us right away unless they’re idiots. We don’t even have much time to talk.”

“…So, you’re saying we have to kill both of them here to survive.”

“We’ve lost the old men of the Council we kept as hostages, and we’ve moved away from Hwalo… The only thing we can do right now is that.”

Thud!!

Turan, supporting his massive frame with his right arm, stood up and tore off his own mane, wrapping and tying it around his arm.

The bleeding on his left shoulder stopped instantly, and it began to heal rapidly.

Before there was even time to marvel at his miraculous regeneration, Turan took the lead, wielding his double-bladed axe.

“I’ve thought of a way.”

“…What?”

“If you’re a Saint-level mage, you should know how to deploy a magnetic domain [a localized area where a mage can exert greater control over magic].”

The scorching air of the volcanic region suddenly felt chilling.

Turan slowly raised his senses and magical power as he spoke.

“If they overturned the board we made, we have no choice but to set up the board to our advantage again.”

“…”

Thud!!

Turan, having embedded the axe blade deep into the rocky ground, straightened his body and looked ahead.

“I’ll buy us time. Get ready now.”

Giognis stared at Turan’s broad back with a slightly surprised expression.

He had thought of him as just a berserker mad with cannibalism, but he was a veteran capable of calm thinking even in such a tense moment.

Looking at him, Giognis even felt his own confused mind calming down.

Giognis, having quickly regained his composure, spoke with difficulty.

“If we start raising our magical power, they’ll immediately detect our location. It’ll take at least two minutes in that state. Can you do it?”

“Damn it, that takes too long.”

There was no need to explain how difficult and arduous it was to hold out for 40 seconds in a battle between superhumans where the outcome was decided in an instant.

Giognis laughed in disbelief at Turan’s grumbling.

“Right. It’s because I didn’t even achieve the Saint level with my own hands… So this time, I’ll definitely seize it with my own power.”

[You’re just spouting nonsense.]

And as if in response to that, Evelyn’s cold voice echoed from between the rocks.

[Do you think that justifies throwing the mages of the Tower to that murderer as food?]

Giognis, looking up at her over his shoulder, shouted urgently.

“They’re coming. Get ready!!”

“Huuup!!”

At the same time as a flash of light flickered from the rubble of the collapsed rock, Turan took a stance and blocked Giognis’s front.

In that instant, a beam of light that shot out in a straight line struck precisely between the diagonally raised axe blades.

“…!!!”

The White Lion’s face hardened at the pressure that seemed to press down on his entire body.

Crack, crack, crack!!

Speed close to the speed of sound. A tremendous amount of impact equivalent to that.

But what surprised Turan most of all was the green light scattering around the point of impact.

Evelyn Marcia, with only one arrow in her hand, had charged straight at Turan.

Clack, clack, clack…

Compared to the vast size of the double-bladed axe Turan wielded, the single arrow Evelyn held looked ridiculously small.

However, the single arrow in her hand twisted its trajectory a dozen times in the air, digging into the lower part of the axe blade and mercilessly scraping Turan’s shoulder.

Crack!

Knowing that she was aiming for his already shattered left shoulder, Turan deliberately gave Evelyn his arm.

At the same time as the arrow pierced, he tensed his muscles to break the arrow shaft and kicked his opponent away.

Bang!

“Kuh heh heh… You’re out of your mind.”

Turan laughed, exhaling hot, painful breaths.

“With that kind of archery, instead of keeping your distance, you crawl right in front of me. Did you go crazy from shooting arrows?”

Instead of answering, Evelyn took out a new arrow from her waist and took a stance.

The aftermath of using up all her magical power to prevent the Hwalo explosion was significant.

On top of that, the amount of magical power she had consumed by shooting down Bicheo and intercepting Turan was not negligible.

Rather than recklessly using her bow with the magical power remaining in her body, it was better for her, who was capable of close combat, to take the front line.

But there was no reason to tell the enemy this.

Above all, the most capable mage she knew was with her.

“Ban.”

“I’m listening.”

Click!

At the same time as Evelyn slightly distanced herself, Lenox, who had taken a position between the rocks, shouldered his rifle.

Sniper Rifle Sightglass-992. The magical power, pushed to its limit with shooting assistance magic, heated up as it wrapped around the barrel.

Ta-a-a-ang!!

The muzzle spat fire, rotating the bullet inside.

As the bullet cut through the air, a cold chill scattered and disappeared along its trajectory.

At the same time, the magical power that had been filled inside matched the rotation of the bullet, completing another magic, separate from Lenox’s will.

[Ice-type Creation Magic]

[Bullet Enchantment Binding]

[Cold Oath]

Whirrrrrr!!

Generally, the combat ability of a mage who has reached level 7 and completed their tier does not change significantly.

Completing all seven definitions of self-modification was only a matter of the magnetic domain. After all, it was difficult to achieve visible results unless they entered combat using the domain.

However, it was different for Lenox, who had applied magic in all sorts of ways.

Completing a tier meant that even in the process of applying and projecting it, he could breathe a sense of freedom.

The magic-enchanted shooting, which had only been able to infuse simple magic until now, was also expanding its realm according to Lenox’s understanding of the formulas.

A marvel of imbuing the essence of unique magic into a single, fingernail-sized bullet.

Moreover, the magic that manifested with a time difference according to the bullet’s rotation appeared right in front of Giognis.

Turan, barely reaching out, swatted the bullet away with his right hand.

Crack, crack, crack, crack…

The intense cold that burst out at that moment froze Turan’s right hand solid.

A chill that could freeze and shatter the cells of his entire body.

No matter how strong his body was, it was impossible to endure for long.

Turan, looking down at his stiff right hand, put strength into his arm and shattered the ice that had stuck to it.

Even the frozen muscles of his grip were broken, but he didn’t care at all.

On the contrary, he gripped his axe with his ruined hand and began to laugh confidently.

“Yeah. It has to be this much to make it worth fighting.”

“…”

“Come on, you cowardly bugs who are complacent with reality!!!”

At the same time as Turan roared, Lenox and Evelyn began to move.

She quickly took out three arrows from her waist and plunged them into Turan’s abdomen with her bare hands at close range.

Lenox, too, continued to pull the trigger while inhaling cigarette smoke like crazy.

He didn’t just shoot out bullets filled with cold air; wide ice sheets were created along the trajectory of the bullets.

Stepping and spinning on the ice sheets as if they were platforms, Evelyn fearlessly penetrated Turan’s close range.

Du-du-du-du-du!!

Green flashes and white trajectories crossed in succession, pouring down like a bombardment.

Evelyn, who had slipped through the gaps, tried to pierce Giognis’s head, but…

“Uwaaaaaaaaah!!!”

She was blocked by the beast’s desperate struggle as it roared and blocked Giognis’s front with its bare body.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-tang!!

Not only did he deflect Evelyn’s dazzling attacks in front of him, but he also took Lenox’s snipes aimed at Giognis with his bare body. His actions had long since surpassed the limits of a living being.

He was driven by madness and impulse rather than logic and reason, and he continued to endure the endless onslaught.

Evelyn’s expression also slightly contorted at the extreme close-quarters combat, where he didn’t think about the future for even a moment and only endured the present moment.

She didn’t understand the reason for his desperate struggle to bite the enemy with his teeth, even throwing away the axe in his hand. At that moment…

Giognis, who had been silently concentrating on chanting behind Turan, finally stood up.

“You’ve waited long enough.”

In his hand was a small booklet stained with a red hue. At first glance, it looked like a register, and it was densely filled with lines of text in unknown characters.

“I think I know what I truly want now.”

He said, roughly flipping through the booklet in his hand.

“The time I was trapped in the Tower, obsessed with false fame, is over. I will even make this wretched bondage my own power…!!”

With those words, an enormous amount of magical power began to erupt from Giognis’s body.

Uuuuuuuuuung!!!

A colorless wave spread out from under his feet.

Hundreds of cracks spread out between the huge stone slabs he was standing on, and a dark red glow appeared through them.

The immense pressure weighing down on both shoulders and the presence that was erupting on a wide scale, unlike before, were unmistakable.

That power was the qualification and privilege of a level 7 Saint-level mage.

It was a qualification he had finally seized through the limitations of his left eye and the limited space near the Magic Tower.

Faaaaaaaah!!!

As Giognis’s words echoed loudly, the area occupied by the colorless wave began to rapidly isolate itself from the outside.

At the same time, the floor of the rocky area cracked open, and fierce flames soared from within.

Dozens of pillars of fire connected the sky and the ground of the domain and rotated endlessly.

In the middle of a giant cage made by connecting flames, the one-eyed mage holding a small booklet looked down at the enemy with indifference.

Magnetic Domain Deployment.

Image Imprinting Projection.

[Crimson Woven Birdcage]

Ku-gu-gu-gu!!

The scenery seemed to reveal the origin and betrayal of a mage who had realized his situation of being trapped in the Tower Lord’s embrace his entire life.

However, Giognis was not ashamed of revealing his heart as it was.

He simply stepped in front of Turan, who was battered, and supported him.

“Turan. You’ve done well.”

Giognis, his eyes flashing with a dark red light, glared at Evelyn and Lenox and said.

“To escape, you must first know how to fight. Now, I feel like I can face my teacher properly.”

“That’s good then.”

Turan, who had been kneeling behind Giognis, laughed.

“We shouldn’t leave any regrets on our last journey, should we?”

“…What?”

The moment Giognis turned his head, belatedly understanding what Turan meant.

Turan, who had lunged with his mouth wide open, bit off the right side of Giognis’s head.

Crunch!

“…!!!!”

While Lenox and Evelyn were shocked by the betrayal they had not expected at all,

Giognis, half of his face gone, trembled.

“Y-you… Tu, ran…!!”

Crack, crack, crack!!

That was Giognis Verbane’s last words.

Turan began to devour Giognis’s remaining body whole on the spot.

This was the true nature of Turan, the cannibal lion.

The roar of a murderer who thought of humans as nothing more than food.

“Burp…!! I’ve had a satisfying meal after a long time.”

Turan, who had devoured a whole human in an instant, stood up with a satisfied smile.

The wounds that had covered his body had disappeared without a trace.

He clapped his hands lightly and grinned.

“Thank you for the meal.”