Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 585



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Episode 585: All-out War (3)

It’s a series of surprising numbers.

The black hour came in slowly, like the tide.

The destruction of the unofficial laboratory researching the psychic realm and the use of the Raytheon Taillord to lure out and deal with Omar Boldrak were probably signs.

There are so many parts that don’t make sense, especially since I pride myself on never having leaked any secrets.

But then came the precision strikes on the command center where the national brainwashing plan was being carried out, and the raid on an unofficial laboratory on the northern border.

Then, contact was lost with the spectral procession that had just taken off.

… … I have no choice but to admit it.

‘Information about Colsion has been discovered. All of it.’

Even the destruction of the Coliseum would have been achieved.

By releasing the force, all kinds of information were stolen through the elders of Rayshen and Itium, who were important figures within the Magic Tower.

It’s a difficult hypothesis to believe… … but if it is true, it could explain the source of the current attacks on the Bohemian Tower.

‘Moreover, the raids were carried out simultaneously across the entire continent.’

Agile and connected.

It is certain that they are actively utilizing multiple space teleportation groups, along with various magical means of communication over long distances.

“under.”

Baloch exhaled once and shrugged his shoulders. Laughter began to echo through the still silence.

Everyone’s expressions hardened.

The corners of Matapju’s mouth were curved, but his eyes were not smiling at all.

A creepy voice soon reached my ears.

“I underestimated you.”

Baloch walked towards the window.

“Darkmoon Dahit Wesroel. I underestimated that usurper.”

As transcendent beings of the 7th level, they have achieved equal levels of achievement, but their backgrounds are different.

Even though Black Hour is classified as a transcendent force, there is an unbridgeable gap between it and the Bohemian Tower.

So much so that an all-out war would not be possible.

And yet, the reason the war is prolonged, and the reason the Black Hour has not yet been ended───is because of the ‘Great Hall’ built by the original eight members.

It cannot be observed from the outside unless a specific procedure is followed, and the method is known only to the Black Hour leadership.

Additionally, the Great Hall uses artificial artifacts that have been granted the imprint function of ancient artifacts to spatially block outside intrusion.

The moment you attempt to observe, the internal spatial coordinates change.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is an impregnable fortress.

However, it is not that there is no way.

Baloch stopped walking.

“Angelo.”

“Yes, Lord Matap.”

“Since Black Hour has thwarted my plans using mind-controlling subjects, it would be only natural that he would also detect the existence of Sandhir Paen. He would not be left alone and excluded from the plan. You should go and lead Sandhir yourself.”

Although the teleportation line was unexpectedly cut off, Balok still has a leader connected to the call that he had engraved on Sandir.

The only controller whose range has expanded to encompass 20% of the Western Continent, having undergone magical improvement three times himself.

The order has already been given.

Kill all enemies you encounter as you head towards the northern border where the spectral procession is dispatched.

Here, Baloch adds one more number.

“Are you saying that I should help the Transcendent?”

“Yes. If the trap is real and Sandir Paen falls for the scheme, you will attack the enemy’s rear and annihilate them. If it goes as planned, the loss of Black Hour’s forces will be no less than that of Itium. That will be the most difficult thing for Wesroel.”

It is foolish to send support to a transcendent being. It is overpowered. Especially if it is the highest elder of the Magic Tower.

It is a hundred, a thousand times wiser strategically to focus your attention elsewhere.

This is truly a bold choice.

There were no further objections.

Angelo was handed the staff of Colzion, which pointed in Sandir’s direction.

“I will follow.”

From the top floor of the Bohemian Tower, Baloch stretched his arm out the window.

A strong wave flowed from the magic circle that was implemented far above the ground. A magical passage connected to the upper-central tip of the Western Continent.

It was the closest place to the northern part of the Western Continent, where space travel was blocked.

Phew.

Angelo immediately jumped out of the tower and cast .

As soon as he opened the magic of passion, his whole body was engulfed in lightning, and with the sound of thunder and a flash of lightning, he disappeared beyond the magic circle.

Excluding teleportation, the fastest magical being in Bohemian Tower is Angelo, not Baloch.

Now it’s time for the next number.

“Tilon, and Croden. You are in charge of the command of the Pancreatic Saturation. Only medium-sized or larger aircraft with a focus on durability are selected.”

“I have a full pancreas… Where should I go, Master?”

“The home of Black Hour.”

… … !

If you can’t enter the third dimension, you can go through the fourth dimension. Just like you infiltrated the Lepragium Tower.

There are only two problems.

First, Baloch cannot act directly.

Because you have to actively deal with the dark moon on the front line, the most dangerous variable in Black Hour is ultimately the Transcendent.

The moment you enter the second and fourth coordinates, you are overwhelmed by unprecedented pressure. It is a burden even for a transcendent being, so how much more so for other entities.

Ordinary wizards would be crushed, and even if they used flying machines to stop him, they would still end up sinking to a certain level.

Even if it arrives at its destination safely, the damage will be considerable.

It would cost astronomical amounts of money to repair the strategic weapon that Bohemian Tower had invested all of its capital and technology into.

Still.

I will give you flesh and take your bones.

“Advance to the main hall.”

As Baloch made his decision, Croden’s mouth twisted.

* * *

The forces waiting in the Great Hall, including those who returned from defeating the wizards of the Bohemian Tower from the five small countries, began to move.

Those fully armed and equipped crossed the corridors of the lower level.

“Jinyeon Sandir Paen. It’s finally time to face the mighty warrior of the past. This is it. Strangely, it seems like I get to experience more new things as I age than when I was young. Isn’t that right?”

“That’s the magic world. You never know when or where something might happen.”

“Hmm, if it weren’t for the fact that it had to be kept secret, this would be a perfect story to tell to your grandchildren. What a shame.”

Osgar Pargan.

Melad Tastien.

Even Jurgien, the only high elder of the Ostea Tower and one who participated in the purge of Black Hour.

These three will join Adrian to take on Sandir head-on. The composition was designed with offense, defense, and support in mind.

Isabella saw them off, handing them the potions she had finished a few hours ago.

“In addition to other strengthening potions, take this lime-green Lisandro Fruit potion before battle. It has been refined and improved by the professor to activate continuous recovery power. Most injuries will heal quickly.”

“Thank you. But what is this?”

Osgar pointed to the potion that was glowing a deep green.

“That is also a Lisandro’s Fruit potion, but it maximizes the original properties and immediacy. As long as you don’t die, you can restore your body without any backlash… … . However, there is only one, so use it when absolutely necessary.”

It would have been great if there were more, but unfortunately, this is not something that can be made just because we have time.

A work of art created by recycling failed works and adding additional materials.

However, it was ambiguous to call it a success. It was completed by coincidence after repeated trial and error.

Although the ingredients have been analyzed closely, the central ingredient, the lysandro fruit, is limited, making it difficult to attempt blindly.

No matter how frugally you use it, there is a limit.

Wouldn’t it probably take months of research to manufacture the same thing?

Even that was a vague expectation.

Melad nodded.

“Okay, I understand. I’ll make sure to use it carefully.”

“Hahaha, Isabella. As expected, you are bold, brave, beautiful, and capable. I was going to suggest you later, but I couldn’t. Do you have any plans to meet my grandchild?”

“I like natural encounters. Sorry, but I have to decline.”

Isabella politely declined Jurgen’s offer. It was a sincere request, but not a serious invitation.

The slightly tense atmosphere relaxed a little.

However, the mind of Yunia, who was next to him, could not seem to brighten.

Worry and concern were deeply written on his face.

“… …Can I go too, wise man?”

Yunia carefully pulled at Melad’s collar with her fingertips. The wise man smiled gently and took her hand.

“You have a mission for Yunia. This place needs your strength. Please protect Ethan, Rebecca, and everyone, not just the Society.”

Isabella, Junia, Aldernis, Alpha, and others who will remain in the Great Hall are the ones who will prepare for the movement of the True Pancreas’ saturation.

And that includes the guardian sages on the front lines.

The plan was to prevent the magic group from interfering with other battlefields, create confusion, and then disperse the forces belonging to the executives to assist the battlefield where Sandhir Paen was.

“We’ll be okay. And Cain will be okay too.”

“Even if Sandhir Paen is stronger than we think, he won’t die until you guys come to help him. Of course, that’s true.”

Osgar stroked his beard and muttered.

An assertion filled with firm determination.

Only then did Yunia take a step back with a slightly relieved expression on her face.

Now was the moment when departure was imminent.

Super magic.

──────!

An unknown sound came rushing in.

Wavelength of space?

No, something was different. It was as if the entire hall was permeated by a feeling as if dimensions were being distorted beyond the level of space.

[The landing place on the battlefield. Confirmation of the epicenter in that space.]

Alpha, sitting on Isabella’s shoulder, analyzed the phenomenon.

As soon as the words were finished, Hares of the Society, who was the closest person to assist her, away, pulling Melad’s wheelchair.

He was the first to arrive and raised his gaze.

Black Hour’s dock is built on the site of a large natural cavern, connected to one of the passageways leading out.

It would be normal for the aircraft to be empty, as 80% of them have gone to the northern border.

“……how.”

Two large flying boats and six medium-sized flying boats fill the empty space in the sky. A fleet emblazoned with the symbol of the Bohemian Tower.

Saturation of the pancreas.

The main magician group of the Bohemian Tower, specializing solely in destructive powers, including those with higher elemental properties.

Jeez, kuuuung!

A medium-sized flying boat was sunk.

Corpses are seen strewn across the heavily damaged hull. The magicians of the Magic Tower all have strangely distorted bodies.

The other aircraft, though not sunk, were all damaged. Their protective shields, which had lost their function and were damaged, blinked.

The balance is so precarious that it can’t even maintain altitude.

However, the occupants inside were physically and magically unharmed.

Pfft pfft pfft!

A powerful lightning bolt flew from one of the large flying machines and struck the ground.

Hares’s vision turned white as he hurriedly retreated.

“Isabella.”

Croden Olentia stood on the deck of the ship and looked down. And he thought of the woman whom Black Hour had captured.

“I came to save you.”

“We’ve arrived at the Grand Hall! Destroy Black Hour! No more captures!”

At the command of Tilon Narger, the internal personnel of the Bohemirn Tower belonging to the True Panther’s Barrage poured out from seven flying ships.

Verden and Baloch Besias.

The battle of wits and command between the two powers reached its peak.