Genius Wizard Takes Medicine [EN]: Chapter 806

“Using the power of revelation to glimpse the memories remaining in the Ascendant’s body, is it….”

Kugugugu!!!

In the heart of the Sanctuary of the Abyss.

A fierce storm of mana raged around the remains of the Ascendant, which were leaning against the center of the massive throne.

The chains binding the throne rattled violently, as if repelling and rejecting anyone who approached, following the violently rotating mana.

The aftereffects were so severe that Lenok’s figure was gradually pushed back, making it difficult to even stand still.

Lenok, fiddling with his obsidian mask, tilted his head and muttered.

“So, you’re saying I need to approach directly and try when my Incarnation is holding out inside the Ascendant’s body.”

[It is an act of using power against His vessel.]

The priestess calmly agreed.

[Once an attempt fails, a second attempt will be impossible, you won’t even be able to approach.]

While Lenok’s Incarnation was clashing with the monarch’s spirit inside the Ascendant’s body.

Does that mean he has to break through the swaying chains, countless seals, and the Ascendant’s mana scattered around the body, all while shaking the entire Abyss?

It was different from Lenok’s Incarnation, which had easily approached the Ascendant’s body without any resistance.

Lenok himself was a living human with a physical body, a special type of mage with real mana.

And because he was essentially sharing the same essence as his Incarnation, yet was also a different being.

Moreover, there was only one chance to approach and gamble on glimpsing the vessel’s memories.

However, Lenok nodded nonchalantly and rummaged through his inner pocket.

“I have one idea.”

Click!!

He took out an ampule with a needle from his pocket and inserted it directly into his forearm.

“The Ascendant’s mana is blocking the approach of the living, but there are areas where the concentration thins out along the rotation of the mana.”

Lenok, having maximized his mana sensing, looked into the flow of mana in the Abyss and stretched out a long strand of mana.

“Approach diagonally from the outside, circling the throne. Once within ten steps, there’s a way to make sure I can touch the Ascendant’s body.”

Kugugugu!!

The Ascendant’s mana rotated around the throne.

However, as it surged to repel external approaches, the density of the power became uneven, creating areas where the mana thinned out.

Breaking through the barrier of the Ascendant’s mana head-on would be too draining.

But if he approached by targeting the areas where the mana density weakened along the rotating flow, it wouldn’t be impossible.

Paat!!

The Sanctuary of the Abyss and the entire area where the massive throne was located were rendered as a three-dimensional map in Lenok’s mind.

He predicted the branches of mana flowing nearby in real-time, pushing through them and instantly setting a path.

Kkiririk!!

Lenok hooked a strand of mana between the inner walls of the cathedral and pulled it taut, lowering his stance.

“I’m going.”

The shadow robe accelerated as if staggering and disappeared from the spot.

Paah-aang!!

The dark figure traversed the inner walls of the cathedral, lit by candlelight, in a long, circular arc.

It dodged the hazy, flickering chains of mist colliding from all directions, teleporting up and down in an instant.

It slipped through the gaps in the chains, wide enough for a person to pass through, and sped around the throne.

While the monarch’s spirit was moving to properly seize the Ascendant’s body.

The Ascendant’s mana, which had erupted as a reaction, was spreading out violently, rotating around the throne.

To pass through this, he had to move along the rotating flow of mana, capturing and breaking through the spaces where the mana density was low in real-time.

Tadadadak!!!

Hundreds of bundles of mana threads attached to the end of his robe were severed at an incredible speed,

Each time, Lenok’s figure gained more speed.

He flew just above the tens of thousands of candles shining below the cathedral, and at the moment he forgot even his own senses and looked at the surging mana of the Ascendant in a trance.

‘…Now.’

Lenok’s figure tilted at a right angle on the spot and was shot towards the throne as if bouncing off.

Swaeeeek!!

As he closed the distance to the throne, the Ascendant’s mana stuck to him indiscriminately from all directions.

It was the maddened thoughts of a berserker, trying to gnaw through his robe and tear at Lenok’s flesh in an instant.

However, Lenok accurately chose the places where the will was fading amidst the storm of mana, and quickly approached the throne, circling and closing the distance.

Kwaaang!!

“Kuh…!!”

Even if he chose to break through areas with low mana density, he couldn’t avoid the shockwaves that erupted irregularly.

He thought about resisting, but he was swept back as if adding a shield.

The Fortress of the Ghost Dragon. The final battle with Yao Xun. Passing through the spirit realm and entering the Abyss, and even lodging his Incarnation in the Ascendant’s body.

Having already consumed a considerable amount of mana to get here, it was difficult to risk a head-on collision.

Deudeudeuk!!

Lenok’s figure, choosing to conserve mana, momentarily lost its balance and slid among the piles of candles.

The moment he inadvertently grabbed the cursed flames with his gloved hand, countless flames flashed before his eyes.

[Die, die…!!]

[I wish that person would disappear….]

[I curse all of your bloodline.]

Resentment left behind by hating and loathing someone.

Or curses that had turned into empty echoes without a target.

Numerous fragments of resentment, whose forms and origins could not be guessed, became real images and flashed before Lenok’s eyes at high speed.

Each candle illuminating the Sanctuary of the Abyss was a part of the curse that someone had left in this world.

Therefore, even the emotions and memories left by the people who left the curses at the time were being observed here, even if only in fragments.

However, Lenok’s steps, which had been about to rise while touching a candle with one hand, paused for a moment.

[Onion, are you really going to leave like this?]

“……”

[Even though the Night Parade failed, this city needs you.]

The candles were emitting light from all directions.

Numerous resentful thoughts flashed before his eyes.

Among the emotions contained within, something that belonged to someone Lenok knew was also being reflected.

[I plan to participate in the project starting in Vulcan.]

[Are you talking about that ridiculously large city that was newly built?]

[Its history is short, but all the founders of the city are extraordinary madmen. I saw potential in them.]

[…….]

[They even said that the failure of the Night Parade of a Myriad Ghosts could leave meaning within the project. Unlike us, they seemed to… welcome failure.]

[…Nonsense.]

[They said they needed my power in the civil war that was setting the borders of the Eastern Continent. They wanted an executioner who wouldn’t be swayed by any interests.]

Kwajik!!

[I plan to go there.]

He crushed the shattered pieces of the candlestick and stood up.

The Ascendant’s mana, distorted like thick ink, was crashing down from above.

Lenok hooked a strand of mana on his arm and pulled, sliding as if rolling over the candles, and once again avoided the storm of mana.

Kwaaaang!!

The flames of the candles burned even more fiercely in the face of the Ascendant’s mana raging from all directions in the Sanctuary of the Abyss.

Every time Lenok rolled, grabbed, broke, and stepped on them, a flood of countless emotions surged before his eyes.

Memories of people he knew, resentments of people he didn’t know, unfolded indiscriminately, confusing his senses.

However, Lenok did not reject any of it, accepting it all as he moved forward.

[Ermond, the elders of the family have agreed today to your permanent confinement.]

[Confinement… you say.]

[The ritualistic magic you created is an insult to our great lineage and shakes the very foundation of the concept of a mage.]

[…It was to solve the curse that has been passed down in our family.]

[Solve?]

A cold voice momentarily held a bitter sneer.

[After killing your wife and son with your own hands, can you still say that?]

[…….]

[Don’t you feel sorry for your family and the bloodline of the family who trusted you and entrusted their bodies to your ritual?]

[Before your ritual is shut down, you will be given one last chance to demonstrate it in front of the council of elders. Until then, I will not cut off your mana, so wait.]

Udeudeuk!!

[Instead, I will cut the tendons of your hands and feet so that you cannot leave this place.]

“Cough!!”With a dry cough, he moves towards the storm-ridden throne.The closer he gets, the higher the density of mana swirling around the Ascendant’s body becomes.Accordingly, the mana of the ‘Arrival’ instantly covers Lenok’s body, trying to engulf his entire being.The Ascendant’s body, not yet fully awakened. The endless madness, as if the residual mana within that vessel is devouring and engulfing the entire space.Is this the power of the Ascendant, who devours the Sanctuary of the Abyss and reorganizes this entire space as his own?Kiiiiing!!Each time the pure white hair of the ‘Arrival’ faintly sways, his chained body also slightly ripples.Each time, the mana raging from all directions takes on a clearer form, lacerating the surroundings.And each time, the curse’s resentment that appears before Lenok’s eyes begins to be reflected more clearly.[This is your last pilgrimage, Antares.][…….][Once you see the end, there will be no turning back. Do you still intend to go?][From the moment I craved the fragments of omniscience, I was prepared for the fate of a seer.]A voice that Lenok knows. A calm acceptance without any emotional fluctuation.[Even if you return after seeing an unavoidable death, I must know what lies at the end of this world.][You will regret it.][……Even so.]Antares’s voice seemed to fade for a moment.[I must leave meaning in our journey. Even to not make the sacrifice of Kroken on the pilgrimage in vain.]Thud!!!Drrrrrrr!!!The distance has closed enough to see the figure of the ‘Arrival’ leaning against the end of the throne with the naked eye.Chains of mist undulating above the tall and wide black throne, as if prepared for a giant tens of meters tall.The storm of mana emanating from the roughly shaking pile of chains now binds and restrains Lenok’s limbs.The flames of the candles burning from all directions grow brighter, and now only the resentment of the curse, which does not easily extinguish even amidst that storm, remains here.Lenok, who was raised by binding his body with mana threads, smiled bitterly as he saw the countless names of curses shining beneath his feet.[Kroken Acilius’s Weakening Stack][Kroken Acilius’s Will Sealing][Kroken Acilius’s Comeback][Kroken Acilius’s Borrowed Power][Kroken Acilius’s Indomitable Spirit][Kroken Acilius’s Hundredfold Return]……
……
……Because the vicious curses targeting only one person densely covered the vicinity of the candlestick where Lenok stood.Even if he grabs them with his bare hands, they do not extinguish but burn more fiercely, resisting as if they will never disappear.Lenok, who had been blankly staring at the unrealistic cycle of curses that defied common sense, clenched his teeth and stood up.His head throbs as if it would burst from the reverse flow of countless memories and emotions, but worrying is not what he should do now.There is something he must do right now, which he cannot do without finding meaning beyond the Ascendant’s body.The center of the throne, where the Ascendant’s mana rages and the backlash intensifies.Even if he skillfully moves, aiming for the gaps in the mana, the space is crumbling so much that it is difficult to move even an inch forward.However, Lenok does not hesitate and takes out a golden vial from his chest and pours it into his mouth.The diluted elixir that Aris Richelieu gifted him.The miraculous power that preserves Lenok’s mana in its original form for about 4 seconds.Feeling the intense surge of exhilaration filling his entire body, Lenok fearlessly moves towards the front of the Ascendant’s remains.Kugwagwagwaga!!!The Ascendant’s mana plunges down from all directions to crush and shatter Lenok’s body.A void as if he is surrendering his entire body under a waterfall made of steel and being broken.However, Lenok draws out all the mana rotating within his body like never before, resisting the Ascendant’s mana head-on and begins to advance.Deodeodeodeodeuk!!!The time when the consumption of mana is unlimited after taking the elixir is only about 4 seconds.The distance needed to stand before the ‘Arrival’s’ body is ten steps forward.In front of the storm of mana and resentment that is shaking and shattering in a trance, Lenok forgets even to breathe and reaches out his hand.Each time he passes through the fiercely burning flames of curses around him, the reverse flow of emotions appears before his eyes again.Fzzzt!!Surpassing the convergence of curses and resentments mixing before his eyes, pushing through the Ascendant’s mana that tries to pound and grind his entire body,In the midst of hallucinations where even his senses are dizzy and shaking, he blankly reaches out his hand and finally grasps the ‘Arrival’s’ shoulder.Crack!!Just that alone causes the Ascendant’s mana to violently react, trying to twist and constrict Lenok’s hand.Just before the effect of the diluted elixir ends, Lenok has broken through all sorts of illusions and curses and finally reached the ‘Arrival’.[I have been waiting.]Fatsutstsu!!The priestess, shedding pure white light like tears, slowly stood before the ‘Arrival’s’ remains.The pitch-black mana scattering around the corpse instantly began to corrode the priestess’s spirit, but there was no sign of agitation on her face.[The spirit of the unbeliever who covets the vessel is originally an impurity that does not exist. From now on, through revelation, I will glimpse it and forcibly distinguish it.]The priestess’s soul, slowly being corroded by the ‘Arrival’s’ mana, asked without looking back at Lenok.[You were able to see the revelation I used, weren’t you? Do you remember?]Is it about the time when he played the role of a pseudo-believer in prison? Lenok brought his trembling hand to his right eye.The magic eye, created by imitating the function of revelation, rotates and opens. He begins to share the revelation that the priestess emits.The priestess slowly nods and walks out in front of the ‘Arrival’s’ remains and kneels down.She carefully strokes the Ascendant’s cheek, which is sinking into a gloomy black, and makes eye contact.The figure of the priestess, slowly disappearing while covered in ominous darkness, yet kneeling before the ‘Arrival’.Even Lenok felt that the priestess’s appearance was that of a devout religious person for a moment.[Once I accept the revelation, I may never be able to return. So…….]The priestess’s reaction, hesitating without finishing her words.If she successfully separates the spirit of the guide from the ‘Arrival’s’ remains, she is probably asking him to deal with it in her place.When Lenok quietly nods, the priestess closes her eyes and makes eye contact with the ‘Arrival’.The contradictory act of making eye contact while closing her eyelids.However, there are times when you have to make the visible invisible in order to see the invisible.Especially in rituals presided over by priests like the priestess, the power that such contradictions bring cannot be ignored.The priestess, who had hesitated for a moment, nodded as if she had made up her mind.[I will go.]The Ascendant’s body. The vessel of the Cult Leader.Looking into the memories of a corpse that died a long time ago and was enshrined here.Even though she came to Yorta in the form of a soul for this moment, she hesitates until the end without gaining certainty.It is not because her faith in the cult leader she serves has wavered, but because she could not trust herself.The moment Lenok inadvertently thought about the essence of that fanaticism, the function of revelation was activated.A hallucination unfolded as if the sky above his head was wide open.Faaaat!!No, it’s not the sky.In the first place, no sky can be seen beyond this space of the abyss.What Lenok felt was the sensation of the boundary of the outer sea opening beyond the perception allowed to the two of them.A hallucination that appeared as he fully accepted the priestess’s ability to communicate directly with the gods of the outer sea and receive their will and vision instead.There is a will watching this world from beyond the distant sea.A powerful will that constantly craves new causality even from a distance that cannot be measured, swimming in the sea of stars.Following the path opened by the priestess, that very will pierces through the constraints of time and place and plunges down here.Uuuuuuung!!!Just that alone causes the ‘Arrival’s’ mana, which had been corroding the priestess’s spirit, to convulse greatly and stop for a moment.The gaze of the outer sea, which received that flow, slowly tilted and focused on the ‘Arrival’s’ remains, and at that moment.Faaaaaaaaaaat!!The memories that the Ascendant ‘Arrival’, the vessel of the Cult Leader, left behind under his body as he lived, unfolded before his eyes.* * *The beginning was from a very trivial coincidence.The sky shattering like glass.The only thought a man kneeling under the frozen snowfield had while looking at the Cult Leader was that.