Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 721

The Altar of the Sun. A world of infinite flames, swirling and burning around the ritual.

A majestic image of blazing heat, expanded and maintained by successive Tower Masters.

Doo-doo-doo-doo!!!

Lenox walked slowly, admiring the altar of fire that surged, fueled by his own thoughts.

Even at this moment, the Taiji Incarnation ritual [a ritual that attempts to make a sacrifice of the target] was trying to engulf Lenox and make him a sacrifice, but it didn’t matter.

One of the fragments of Lenox’s transcendent talent: target designation resistance.

He knew that the ritual magic that designated him as a sacrifice would not bear proper fruit.

Of course, since the ritual magic used by the Tower Master is presumed to be from the old world’s magic system, it was too early to be certain.

Nevertheless, the moment Lenox entered this Altar of the Sun, he instinctively knew that his judgment was correct.

Koo-gwa-gwa-gwa!!!

Passing through a dazzling corridor of flames, he reached the end of the hall and saw a huge altar engulfed in flames.

In the world of ritual, the limits of perception and sensation are the same as size and speed.

The size of the altar in the hall was so large that it felt like a structure easily exceeding tens of meters.

Eight such grand altars were erected in the vast hall.

Whirr-whirr-whirr!!!

Above each of the eight altars, a burning sun shone with different colors and brilliance, illuminating the hall.

Lenox stood in the center of the hall with a blank face, gazing at the light of the suns shining from all directions.

The sun.

Amy understood that it was a concept symbolizing the origin of the Blazing Heat Magic Tower.

The end of the Tower Master, who continues to gather the image of flames and makes himself an infinitely shining heat source.

If the succession of the Tower’s authority had proceeded properly, the real ritual world entered through the Phoenix Hall should have eight altars and suns intact.

However, the first, second, and seventh altars had no suns.

“…….”

The seventh sun, the Phoenix Hall, was in Lenox’s possession, but the absence of the first and second suns was unsettling.

What did it mean that the thoughts of those who had opened the beginning of the tower did not exist in this ritual world?

It probably meant that the succession of the Tower Master’s authority had not gone smoothly.

But more than that, what caught Lenox’s attention was the bluish sun burning above the eighth altar.

Crack-crack……!!

The eighth sun, located at the very end of the altar, seemed to be a condensation of plasma rather than flames.

It was burning precariously, as if it would break and shatter at any moment, while emitting a different, heterogeneous flame from the other suns.

It was pitiful as it trembled with cracks, trying to maintain its shape, twisting its body to exist on the altar, and hiding its precariousness in the heat of the other remaining suns.

The moment Lenox slowly moved and stood in front of that precarious plasma.

[……I can’t believe it.]

A voice echoed from the eighth altar.

The Tower Master’s soft voice, which had just turned the theme park ruins into a sea of fire.

[An outsider who has not even received the mathematics and traditions of the Magic Tower… has met all the qualifications to stand before this altar.]

The voice, which had always been calm, was filled with clear emotion that anyone could recognize.

[Is it true that something that has never happened in the long history of the tower is happening now?]

The Tower Master was not flustered or afraid that Lenox had entered this hall.

The shock of having his sanctuary invaded by an outsider.

The shame of revealing the appearance of this hall, which should not have been allowed to anyone but him.

He was simply lamenting the situation that was beyond his control.

“Wouldn’t you say that you caused this?”

Lenox asked, slowly raising his hand and reaching out to the altar.

“As deeply as the roots are spread, if you plant a new sapling late, there will be a lack of space in your heart.”

[…….]

“You should have known that the existing hierarchy would be shaken the moment you wielded magic from another world.”

The Taiji Incarnation is powerful magic, but it is contrary to the principles of amplification and expansion that the tower pursues.

Old world ritual magic that seems to place meaning on the process of combustion itself, rather than focusing on the image of flames.

A magic system from the old world that is different from what is used in this world.

His inner self, which had already reached the extreme level with the unique magic of the Magic Tower, had no room for a new magic system to enter.

If he ignored that and forcibly learned new magic, it was inevitable that his fundamental image would be shaken.

It is unavoidable unless you have multiple roots from the beginning to prepare for the worst, or have a transcendentally vast ego and image.

As soon as Lenox realized that, he took the authority of the Phoenix Hall and entered the ritual world of the successive Tower Masters.

He had arrived in front of the fundamental image of the eighth Tower Master and was having a direct conversation with him.

“All I did was squeeze into the gap in that image you created.”

Lenox turned to the Tower Master and smiled as he stood in front of the altar.

“How does it feel to have your empty house robbed by an outsider?”

At that moment, a new answer finally flowed from beyond the eighth sun.

[……Good.]

Thud!!

A crack split between the silent suns, turning into a huge beast’s mouth.

The sun dripped hot flames like needles and spoke in a quiet voice.

[I was wrong, 견뢰 [Gyeonroe, a term implying steadfastness or unyielding nature].]

“…….”

[I understand that you have obtained the proper qualifications. That you possess a flame image sufficient to reach the summit.]

The Tower Master said in a voice devoid of emotion.

[If you have achieved such accomplishments with the great magic of flames, the path you have walked must not have been easy either.]

Even while being angry and lamenting what Lenox had done, the speed at which the Tower Master composed himself was surprisingly fast.

It was not just reluctantly admitting it, but truly accepting that this cause and effect was not wrong.

[Let’s make a deal, qualified one.]

“A deal?”

[The Phoenix Hall you hold is the remains of my teacher and the symbol of the sun that should have been on the seventh altar.]

The Tower Master said.

[If Tatianna has entrusted that fate to you, returning it must also be done through your will. I must offer a reasonable price.]

“Even if you offer a price now, what-”

[I will not tell you to enter the tower. Bowing to the order of the Magic Tower would not be a satisfactory alternative for you either.]

The teeth of the distorted plasma sun seemed to twist faintly for a moment.

[But what if I pass on the first gateway to the greatest city on this continent?]

“…….”

Lenox’s eyes narrowed as he realized the meaning of those words.

One of the reasons why the Blaber Magic Tower has established its current position, and a key point on the outskirts of the central front.

The first gateway created to go to the central city of Ars Nova. He was saying that he could now hand over the ownership of that to Lenox.

[It is enough to fully return the Phoenix Hall to the hall. With that alone, I swear on my geas [a magical oath or binding] that I will keep my promise.]

The Tower Master whispered.

The plasma sun smiled and shook faintly at Lenox.

[Tatianna, the magician who betrayed the tower, the traitor of Dead Rise, and the old monsters of Vulcan. I will take care of everything myself. Take only the fruits of that for yourself.]

The Tower Master knew how meaningless it was to criticize Lenox for learning Blazing Heat magic or to question how he acquired the Phoenix Hall.

A situation where the tower’s ritual had chosen a new successor even though he was clearly present as the Tower Master.

Apart from being angry and feeling betrayed by that fact, the ability to set aside emotions and make the best judgment according to the situation.

Even while his foundation was precariously shaken, he quickly prioritized and extracted the best possible conditions.

The boldness of judging that he could hand over even his biggest trump card without wavering was quite impressive.

Even Lenox, who was listening to the words, was momentarily intrigued by the conditions.

But Lenox shook his head slowly, even knowing that fact.

“Tower Master. I think you’re mistaken about something.”

Lenox replied with a smile.

“All those offers are meaningless from the moment I gained the authority. Everything you gained with your authority will be granted to me in the same way.”

The moment Lenox was officially approved as the successor by the authority of the Phoenix Hall, he could freely enter the solar system of the tower.

A situation where the Tower Master, who should have been the highest authority of the tower, and Lenox coexisted in this space.

The eighth and ninth, who inherited the same authority from the seventh Tower Master.

What was possible for the Tower Master became possible for Lenox, and this contradiction where the Tower Master’s became Lenox’s.

But it was not Lenox who caused that contradiction, but the Tower Master’s own taboo.

[……I see. Is there no room for a deal left?]

The Tower Master sighed after being silent.

Nevertheless, his sun seemed surprisingly calm, without any agitation or anger.

[But it is an undeniable statement. If it cannot be avoided, it means that this is also a hardship that must be overcome.]

“Hardship?”

[Did I steal the magic of another world without any resolve, using my disciples as firewood?]

The Tower Master muttered.

[I do not care about the means or methods. I even gave up my face and pride. I will gladly endure the distortions that must be endured in the process.]

“…….”

[If you want to take this beautiful world from me, do as you please. You have already obtained the proper qualifications.]

The plasma sun burning in front of him gave a grotesque smile.

[But you must also know that if you cannot completely crush me today, I will have a chance next time.]

“A chance…….”

[Feel free to harm, break, and shatter me in this hall. I will surely rise again and take everything back.]

A futile promise to postpone the future, even while admitting that he could not touch Lenox in this place right now.

But Lenox knew that the Tower Master’s words were not empty words.

The Blaber Magic Tower Master is a meticulous and cunning schemer, publicly mentioned even on the central front.

A monster who has cleverly maintained a balance even in the chaotic situation in the center and has secured an undeniable position within the front.

In particular, in order to pass through the first gateway of the front that he is powering, it is necessary to receive the cooperation of the tower.

If he becomes hostile to the Tower Master at this point, it would be impossible to avoid a conflict in the future.

Moreover, the Tower Master himself is already an extreme magician who has transcended the hierarchy and reached level 8.

Lenox could not easily gauge the level of his power, who freely wields two types of Blazing Heat magic.

Perhaps he too is a monster who has already held onto his overflowing talent and abilities like a destiny and is holding his body in this world.

If he could easily chant this level of ritual magic even after temporarily descending by using Duren’s body as an incarnation.

He must be a monster beyond what he shows, and one who does not care about the means or methods for his own benefit.

“Tower Master. Don’t you still understand?”

But Lenox chuckled, even knowing that fact.

“What I’m trying to do is not to touch your image or kill you. In the first place, it is impossible for holders of the same authority to do such a thing in this ritual world.”

[……What?]

Lenox did not answer and slowly walked past the eighth altar.

The vast empty space of the hall right next to the altar. He slowly bent down and placed his hand on the ground.

The moment Lenox’s hand touched the field of burning flames, a clear ripple spread out as if a wave was forming on a lake.

Paang!!

The clear reverberation alone made the other suns flinch.

[What are you trying to do?]

“What your teacher’s thoughts desired and yearned for.”

Lenox stood up, withdrew his hand, and looked back at the Tower Master’s sun.

“I’m engraving a new meaning into this hall that you left empty.”

Thud!!!!

The moment Lenox finished speaking, the Altar of the Sun, engulfed in flames, pulsed and shook greatly.

A deep resonance like a heartbeat. A birth throbbing as if something new was being born.

The flames flowing from all directions gathered and began to surge and rotate greatly in front of Lenox’s eyes.

Koo-gwa-gwa-gwa!!!

The appearance of a new altar, shaped by flames, in the new empty space of the hall.

The Tower Master, realizing that it was the realization of the ninth altar, completely different from the existing altars, trembled his image.

Whirr-whirr-whirr!!!

The huge hall of flames begins to rotate around the ninth altar and Lenox.

An illusion as if this entire ritual world was being overwhelmed by a single magician.

A transcendent intuition and an ego that no one could invade became the absolute standard in the ritual space and was hammered down in this place.

Kwaaang!!

An incomparably clear will takes its place on the empty ninth altar.

Hot flames gathered as if fire was instantly ignited on the intangible thought and began to rotate on the altar.

The ninth heat source burning above the hall.

Only then did the Tower Master realize Lenox’s intention and burst into a thunderous roar.

[Are you thinking of raising a new sun while ignoring my existence!!!!]

A roar that seemed to shake his soul, as if he felt a huge shock and inspiration from that action itself.

[You are truly arrogant, magician……!! Do you believe that your heart can burn forever even if it is left alone in this hall!!]

But Lenox ignored the Tower Master’s command and focused on what he was doing.

He does not use the self-generating domain.

In this ritual world, which is not reality, all that is needed to bring out the kaleidoscope is resolve.

At the point when the ninth altar was built, Lenox was clearly aware of what he had to do.

What was needed was the burning of the incarnation that burns everything.

The heart of the answerer standing on the field of ashes.

Blazing Heat Mana Property Change

Origin Hierarchy Image Realization

[Black Sea Goddess Fall (黑解曜辰落)]

Koo-gwa-gwa-gwa-gwa!!!!

At that moment, the flames burning on the ninth altar turned pitch black and began to swell in size like crazy.

The entire ritual world vibrated as if it was distorted to the point of exploding.

As if tearing through space and forcibly engraving it in place, Lenox’s will was hammered down on the altar like a scar, transcending time and space.

[Welcome to the ninth sun, successor.]

Finally, the black sun, which had turned pitch black, soared above the ninth altar and began to burn sadly.

Kwaaaaaaaa!!!

The illusion of the entire hall of flames turning black the moment the ninth sun was engraved.

The ritual world, the end of which could not be known, was covered by the thoughts of only one person.

[Hahahahahahahaha!!!]

The Tower Master burst into laughter as if he had gone mad at the sight of the hall that should have been his being completely overturned.

A figure that does not deny or reject, even while knowing what kind of blow this situation will bring to him.

[Yes, there are days like this. Isn’t it just a matter of time before everything in the world doesn’t go according to plan!!!]

It was close to a madness that burned his own body, far beyond the relationship of profit and loss.

[Come, successor!! Devour the altar and show your sun!!]

The Tower Master shouted madly, emitting a bluish plasma to the fullest.

[I will use even this ordeal as firewood for myself……!!!]

Leaving behind the Tower Master, who was exploding with indescribable thoughts, the scenery of the hall in front of him became blurry.

He could no longer maintain the ritual world due to the backlash of engraving a new sun on the hall by hammering down the remaining thoughts.

Lenox, who had his back to the black sun that had risen above the altar, smiled.

“That’s a funny thing to say. We’ll have to wait until the end to see who the firewood is.”

He could not directly touch the Tower Master’s image in this space, but that was enough.

Since it was certain that the Taiji Incarnation ritual magic would fail, the future in which the Tower Master would bear the backlash was also determined.

Even if Lenox, who was exhausted from the continuous battles, did not overdo it, it was certain that the series of processes would be a huge loss for him.

He probably suffered irreparable damage just from the loss at this moment.

Today, he should be satisfied with engraving Lenox’s image, which will never be erased, at the root of the tower.

“But next time, it won’t end like this. The day we meet again…….”

Lenox, who was looking at the black sun-stained hall, turned away without any regrets and said.

“I will take back that tower and the entire hall.”

At that moment, the world of flames collapsed entirely, and Lenox’s consciousness returned to reality.