Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 780

Ghostly Journey (7)

The Herald of the Demon Realm, a hybrid of an ancient species.

I once pondered while watching Agnetta, who traversed the imaginary dimension by tightrope walking on the mana threads.

How could one freely cross the imaginary dimension with only human strength and talent, not being a hybrid of an ancient species?

The conclusion I reached after research was that intervening in the imaginary dimension was not something that could be done with just one manipulation technique.

Even Lenok could only briefly evade using Feigenbaum’s ring, right?

Although he could indirectly handle it with the power of the Self-Magnetic Domain’s False Commandment Star, it was a field he had never been able to directly touch.

The secret lies not in the manipulation technique Agnetta uses, but in her very nature as a hybrid of an ancient species.

Realizing this, Lenok created a new substitute to intervene in the imaginary dimension in his stead.

‘Mimic the mana thread patterns left by Agnetta, store them in an artificial body, and manipulate them with algorithms.’

The artificial body used in the Necromancy Department project, and the pseudo-summoning algorithm that Davi had personally created.

He created an artificial summon by borrowing the property changes that Naiab of the Order of Spells used to become a summon.

Finally, he added Lenok’s own mental image, the power of the False Commandment Star, to grant the power to observe the imaginary dimension.

The talent and will of the opponents Lenok had encountered in the past.

A highly complex process of remembering and imitating all of that, taking their characteristics and forging them into new meanings.

The special-type artificial summon, the tailor of the imaginary dimension, was a new weapon born in that way.

Thud!!

The tailor and Camrodal’s body faced each other on the sticky, sinking swamp.

The confrontation between the hawk-nosed giant and the bull-headed monster, several meters in size, cast a huge shadow on the ground.

“Eight arms. Forty fingers. No legs… Did you sacrifice mobility and focus on increasing performance?”

Camrodal, who had been quietly watching the tailor while holding his hammer, slowly tilted his head.

“It looks more like a poorly imitated spider chimera than a summon. It doesn’t feel particularly specialized for combat either. Is this how special-type summons usually are?”

“It might only look that way to the eyes of a mad monster.”

However, even as Lenok retorted, he was inwardly impressed by his insight.

In reality, the summon took a human form, but it was an entity created under the strong influence of Agnetta’s abilities and appearance.

To have the insight to vaguely grasp its essence without knowing the specific circumstances.

“Perhaps. There are often those among the apostles who try to take on similar forms.”

Camrodal replied as he slowly walked forward without any particular reaction.

“Among the gods of the outer sea, I heard that one who uses the moon as a mirror to reflect themselves imitates the form of a spider.”

“Ah, the monsters who use you as toys to send down their will.”

Lenok sneered.

“You claim to serve the teachings of the myriad gods, yet you don’t even know their appearances properly? It’s pathetic.”

“Heh heh… There were many unbelievers who spoke so arrogantly during the holy war long ago.”

This time, unable to ignore Lenok’s provocation, Camrodal let out a gloomy laugh.

He lowered his stance, clutching the hammer tightly with both hands, and said,

“We built the Order’s temple on the graves of those apostates, using their bones as cornerstones.”

“Is it so glorious to worship something you cannot understand?”

Lenok raised one hand with a cold sneer.

At the same time, the tailor also raised one arm and stretched it out to the side, as if following Lenok’s movements.

“No matter how I look at it… it just seems like a pathetic reliance.”

Special-type summon. The three commands inputted when creating the tailor of the imaginary dimension.

Before activation, wait in the imaginary dimension.

While waiting, create and store mana threads.

After activation, fully obey the caster’s commands.

Immediately after summoning, the manipulation itself is entirely handled by Lenok and Davi.

The important thing is the tailor’s inherent abilities and the advantage that Victor can gain in battle through its existence.

And, if they start properly utilizing the mana threads that have been stored in large quantities-

Whirr!!

The mana threads hanging from the summon’s fingertips stretched out in all directions of the swamp, grabbing the corpses of the already dead magical beasts.

Crack…!!

The corpses of dozens, hundreds of dead magical beasts were pulled by the mana threads and stood up like puppets.

Manipulation-type unique magic.

Forced manipulation of the nervous system.

[Toy Creation]

A technique that reanimates broken things and uses them until their purpose is fulfilled, an application of the manipulation technique.

Strictly speaking, it is a degraded imitation of a puppeteer’s ability, but it is a technique that has never been used due to the large amount of mana threads required.

However, at this point, having summoned the tailor, the prepared mana threads are sufficiently available.

Kugugugu!!

In an instant, the tailor manipulated the corpses of dead magical beasts all around the swamp, surrounding Camrodal.

A bizarre gesture as if starting a giant puppet show, using the entire swamp as his stage.

“Hahahaha…!!”

Camrodal roared and raised his mana at the sight of the tailor, who seemed to be hugging himself with his eight arms crossed.

At the same time, the giant hammer in his hand disappeared at an invisible speed.

Kwaaaang!!

That one blow, lightly swung diagonally. Just that alone caused the overturned ground to crack, creating a huge crevasse.

The shockwave rising from the crack tore apart the charging corpses of the magical beasts.

Whirr!!

Amidst the fragments of flesh crumbling from all directions, Lenok increased his speed relentlessly, using the mana threads.

His shadow robe fluttered as he shot across the ground as if flying low, and Camrodal slammed his hammer down as if to catch him.

Thud thud thud!!

Pillars of dull light struck down one after another, and a black figure pierced through them at tremendous speed.

Dozens of mana threads spread out in all directions, sharply rising up and cutting everything around them, wrapping around the apostle’s body.

Crack!!

The moment his skin cracked and blood oozed out, and the monster’s body, having lost its balance, staggered greatly.

Camrodal, who had turned his body halfway around while off balance, swung his hammer at Lenok with all his might.

Lenok’s new form, which had climbed onto his shoulder to prepare the incantation, was directly hit by the hammer’s face.

Kwaaang!!

He was slammed into the ground much faster than the speed at which he had accelerated and soared, and was crushed.

“…!!”

Lenok, who had spread mana threads like a spider web beneath his feet, had pushed his elasticity to the limit to absorb the impact.

Beyond his mask, a purple magic eye faintly glowed.

“Fast and precise, but lacking in weight.”

Camrodal nodded as he said that.

“That’s the characteristic of special-type manipulation techniques. I still don’t know how that technique works, but it’s rare for the output to increase.”

“It seems you know about manipulation techniques.”

“Is there anyone in the central front who hasn’t heard the name of that technique?”

Camrodal shook his head at Lenok’s words.

“Everyone knows what position that monster, who challenged ascension with mere thread-pulling skills, held in Ars Nova.”

“……”

“If your skills don’t have something that transcends strength and size, you will have to take responsibility for your arrogant words-!!!”

Swoosh!!

The moment Camrodal said that and took a step forward.

The left forehead of the bull-headed monster cracked open, revealing its contents.

It had the shape of a brain, but it had a grotesque appearance, as if it were tangled like threads and broken in various places.

A hideous sight, as if someone had forcibly opened the lid and messed with it.

Only then did Camrodal realize that Lenok had secretly layered mana threads, placing them invisibly in all directions, and he tilted his head back.

“Did you overlap cutting techniques to make mana threads into blades? What a troublesome thing to do…!!”

Fwip!!

Before he could even finish speaking, Camrodal’s leg, which had tilted forward, kicked Lenok directly.

The strange phenomenon of hearing Camrodal’s message in his ear at the same time as being crushed by the kick.

Immediately after slipping on the crushed moss after teleporting away, the hammer followed as if waiting, crushing the ground.

Thud thud thud!!

Even though he was just slamming the face of the hammer into the ground and swinging it, the entire ground was shaking with that power and speed.

The sheer power and enormous size reminded Lenok of Jillian, whom he had faced before.

Therefore, it was clear that he was an even more difficult opponent to deal with using manipulation techniques.

Fwip fwip fwip!!

Lenok, who was flying and teleporting at high speed like a spider, using the mana threads spread out in all directions of the swamp, and Camrodal, who was keeping up with Lenok while moving and continuing the high-speed offense and defense.

Kugwagwagwa!!

The slightest impact of passing by caused the entire swamp lake area to heave, spewing out its water and fluids.

[Kkeueooh…!!]

[Kkiing, kkiing!!]

The magical beasts, who had been hiding and watching the clash of superhumans who had surpassed their limits, rolled around in all directions, letting out pitiful screams.

They were crushed and killed, unable to avoid the rain of falling mana threads and the face of the hammer.

[This can’t be…]

Even the soul of the priestess could not take her eyes off the battle that continued without stopping for a single moment.

She knew Camrodal’s power, but the fact that a mere mage was keeping up with the battle of an incarnate body using apostle techniques at full power was truly astonishing.

A special-type mage. An unbelievable fact that he was using manipulation techniques, which were extremely difficult to apply in combat, to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Moreover, he was not only responding to Camrodal’s fierce attacks, but was even trying to seize the initiative in the offense and defense.

Whirr!!

Every time he moved by combining low-altitude flight and teleportation, dozens of mana threads scattered and spread out in that spot.

He was using unique magic and property changes based on mana threads to twist his trajectory to an unpredictable level.

To win in a moment of psychological warfare, he threw away hundreds of bundles of mana threads and immediately received mana threads from the tailor to redeploy them.

Camrodal was also immediately cutting down all the mana threads that were grabbing, cutting, and pulling his body, but.

He was making even the slightest moment when the apostle’s body was caught into a meaningful result.

Crack crack crack!!

A dizzying high-speed battle as if walking a tightrope with their lives on the line. Observing the direction and center of gravity of the apostle’s body in real time.

The moment he used mana threads to manipulate the attractive and repulsive forces in a direction that subtly disrupted his balance, constantly breaking his balance and cutting off his limbs, and finally burying the apostle’s huge body in the sticky swamp.

[Kkuwoooooh!!!]

The corpse of the toad magical beast, whose head had melted from Lenok’s bomb, swallowed Camrodal’s body whole.

Gulp!!

Boom!!

“Oooooooo!!!”

The chest of the magical beast, with its entrails exposed, exploded, and the bull-headed apostle’s new form jumped out.

The apostle let out a roar, dripping fluids from the crack in his forehead, and the swamp trembled from the vibrations alone.

Lenok, who was hanging upside down on a tree, took out an ampule and muttered as if he was dumbfounded.

“Even with half of his brain smashed, he can still continue to act like that. Is the durability of all apostle bodies like that?”

“He wasn’t originally supposed to be the apostle deployed for this mission…!!”

Camrodal slammed his hammer into the lake, causing the surface to explode, and the shock caused the water to evaporate and disappear.

Camrodal, who had jumped up, stomping on and crushing the magical beasts roaring beneath his feet, shattered the surrounding tree trunks with his shoulders.

Thud thud thud!!

He broke and stepped on dozens of trees into the swamp as he replied.

“He dared to attack the Order’s joint technique master, and was defeated and dissected once. Thanks to that, his slightly insane mind has completely broken down.”

“……”

An apostle who was deployed in the war between the Order and the Alliance, defeated, and became a test subject?

While Lenok was silent for a moment, realizing the meaning, Camrodal laughed.

“Perhaps it’s because you’re a special-type mage, but you’ve done a very thorough job. It’s at a level that even the teachings cannot understand, so we had no choice but to use him where he could fulfill his purpose.”

“That’s a lame excuse. Did you want to report the Order’s mistake to me?”

“I’m not trying to make excuses. I’m just telling you why we can’t let a forbidden talent like yours live.”

Camrodal replied calmly.

“A congenitally twisted birth, a cursed life, and an unfortunate environment. A flower of evil blooming on top of a thoroughly broken talent. Isn’t that the essence of special-type techniques?”

“……”

“A power that leaves behind only harm, neither understood in life nor in death. If you’re a special-type mage, you must be tired of hearing that, right?”

Fwip!!

At that moment, Camrodal’s new form jumped and disappeared at tremendous speed.

A high-speed movement that was disproportionate to his size, which even Lenok briefly missed.

Immediately after Lenok, sensing that he was being targeted, fell into the air and changed his position by teleporting.

“Got you…!!”

Camrodal twisted his body in mid-air and threw the hammer he was holding.

Whoosh!!

The hammer, thrown at tremendous speed, missed Lenok by a wide margin.

A clumsy attack that was hard to believe was aimed at Lenok. The moment Lenok realized what was at the end of that direction.

The hammer ruthlessly slammed down on the head of the tailor, who was manipulating thousands of mana threads in one corner of the swamp.

Crack-!!

The ground exploded in that spot, and the tree trunks were crushed by the impact.

Camrodal’s huge body descended once more over the remains of the summon, which had been shattered without a trace.

Kwaaaang!!

At the same time, the countless bundles of mana threads that had been pouring down like rain in all directions suddenly stopped as if it were a lie.

“Did you call it the tailor of the imaginary dimension? Your summon. Its abilities were too strong.”

Camrodal turned around, panting, amidst the countless mana thread curtains that were swaying, having lost their main body and been cut off.

“If a mere summon has that much power, there must be something that must be sacrificed.”

Camrodal picked up the hammer that had fallen among the debris and stared directly at Lenok, who was standing alone.

“Excessively weak durability. Low mobility that cannot stray far from the summoned point.”

“……”

“If you had realized sooner that the roles of the caster and the summon were reversed, the battle would have ended a long time ago.”

In a battle with a summoner, it is standard to target the caster, not the summon.

However, the tailor was not a summon specialized for combat or space occupation, but rather a role closer to assisting the caster and supplying catalysts.

Moreover, unlike Lenok, even during the exchange of attacks, he could not stray far from the summoned location and was only focused on manipulating mana threads.

During that brief clash, Camrodal had recognized the summon’s weakness and immediately changed his target.

Whoosh!!

The end of a broken and damaged tree trunk.

Camrodal aimed his hammer at Lenok amidst the debris that was so broken that he could no longer use mana threads.

“Offer your miserable life to paradise. Then, He will forgive your original sin.”

It was certainly not an invitation for Lenok to join the Order or serve the leader.

Camrodal had no intention of persuading Lenok like the priestess in the first place. He only needed to remove the annoying heretic from this place and accomplish his goal.

The intellect to see through the principles of manipulation techniques and strike at the weak points during the chaotic battle.

The martial power to skillfully imitate the fighting style while controlling the bodies of other apostles.

Even the apostle who had become useless was used to the end for the work needed by the Order, and even that tenacity.

Even though he had never directly faced the main body of the 8th Apostle, he could tell how dangerous he was.

This was the power of an apostle who bore a single-digit number in the Order of the Holy Path.

Was this the power of a special force that was among the top ten within the Order, which was served by hundreds of thousands of people?

Just like the 2nd Apostle Lenok had seen, the other single-digit apostles must also be monsters comparable to Camrodal.

“Well. I don’t really know what forgiveness is.”

Lenok slowly shook his head as he looked at the giant hammer falling above his head.

“At least, the leader you serve doesn’t seem to be interested in such things.”

Swoosh!!

At that moment, all of Camrodal’s fingers holding the hammer were cut off, and the hammer fell.

Mana threads that had sprung up from somewhere pierced the cut surface of his fingers and struck his will into his nervous system.

Crack!!

A will so intense that it instantly paralyzed the entire apostle’s body just by injecting it.

Camrodal, realizing that it was the mana threads of the special-type summon, the tailor, which he had been sure he had destroyed, glared at Lenok.

“I can’t understand… You succeeded in re-summoning it in that short time?”

“I’m not summoning it again.”

Lenok smiled.

“I just evacuated it beyond the imaginary dimension.”

Whoosh!!

At that moment, a rift opened above Lenok’s head, and the tailor popped out from beyond the imaginary dimension.

A bizarre face and appearance, shaking its wrinkled hawk nose. A hideous, distorted, and twisted smile.

Thousands of mana threads hanging from its eight arms had already completely bound and restrained the apostle’s body.

“If you can freely travel to and from the imaginary dimension with a real body, wouldn’t you be free from any physical pressure?”

It was still impossible for Lenok, but it was a possible imitation for the tailor, who had borrowed Agnetta’s mana pattern.

The moment Camrodal’s attack was directed at the tailor, Lenok immediately moved the summon to the imaginary dimension to evade the attack.

Immediately after the summon’s presence disappeared, Camrodal misjudged that the tailor had been destroyed.

The moment the tailor’s existence was completely excluded from the battle, Lenok simply took out the techniques he had prepared in order.

“The tailor is a summon focused on support abilities, but it’s not just capable of supplementing manipulation techniques.”

Woo woong…!!

The eight arms attached to the tailor’s body faced each other and began to form different hand seals.

Manipulation-type unique magic.

A quadruple resonance incantation of manipulation magic that requires infinitely precise manipulation.

Moreover, a warm-up that mixes different spells for each incantation to maximize the output.

The special-type magic that fulfilled conditions that should not exist allowed him to gain abilities that were not allowed to Lenok himself.

Kiiiiiiing…!!

What was rising from the fingertips of the eight hands forming the hand seals was a navy blue luminescent body that seemed to have been torn from the Milky Way.

It was rotating fiercely counterclockwise, and it seemed as if the lid would be opened and scattered in all directions at any moment.

The essence of sub-space manipulation techniques that Lenok himself could not yet directly handle.

A firing spell that projects the sub-space itself as an arbitrary virtual mass.

A rotation of light that expands explosively immediately after activation and carves out the entire space.

Lenok, who aimed it at the apostle’s forehead, whose whole body was paralyzed, smiled as he raised his head.

“That’s a pathetic power for an apostle technique. If you want to get the priestess back, you’ll have to bring a more useful body next time.”

“…!!!”

“Or I don’t mind if it’s your disgusting main body with tentacles.”

The moment Camrodal was about to shout something while looking at him.

[Ultra-Moment: Subspace Bullet]

The navy blue light wrapped around the apostle’s head and rotated, swallowing the entire space whole.