Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 839



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Genius Wizard Who Eats Medicine Chapter 839

Takeover (7)

Chew!!

Hot fresh blood is scattered over the dry arena.

The air in the stadium bursting with screams and shouts, screams and moans is so hot that it makes you feel like your brain is going to cook.

“Aaaaaaaa!!”

Forgetting face and self-respect, I scream at the pain of splitting my whole body.

But that didn’t last long, and the moment my vision split in both directions, I lost consciousness.

Ddu-dududuk!!

A pitch-black thunderbolt squeezed through the top of his head and tore it apart, shattering the bald giant’s head.

On the spot, the skull breaks and the contents spill out, drawing an indescribable horror in a color different from blood.

“Sir baaaal!!”

“Rip people with your bare hands!!”

“Uwe eh !!”

Excited, disgusted, and screaming spectators at more deaths than they could have imagined.

[How did this happen?]

Contrary to the increasingly hot response, the atmosphere in the VIP seats was cold.

[How did you get the black magician’s blood and use it as a doping agent right here?]

[Alejandro Murphy. Can you definitely take responsibility for this situation now!]

It is hard to believe that the doping agent Murphy submitted for this project may have been made from the blood of the King.

Where the hell did you get the blood of a black magician who wanders all over the continent and destroys without standards or rules?

“… … .”

But instead of rushing to answer, Murphy kept his mouth shut and looked away as if he didn’t know.

Realizing that it was to check Lennok’s reaction before answering, Lennok smiled.

Impatient designers began to voice their opinions as they watched the massacre unfold below.

“Calm down, gentlemen.”

“Isn’t there a possibility that the doping agent Murphy used is not the blood of the king?”

“Discussing information that has not been confirmed by the person himself is a first-”

[No, definitely.]

From the other side of the screen, a man with a strong impression full of scars spoke.

[I saw the city where the flight was taking place. That is surprisingly similar to the monster’s magical power.]

“… … Can you tell us where you think that?”

[Look at the prisoner’s magic now slaughtering the other contestants.]

The performance of the prisoner who went into battle using Lennok’s blood as a doping agent was by far overwhelming.

Cruel hands that tear apart other opponents with only hand-to-hand combat while wearing black thunderbolts.

Even if you just bring a black thunderbolt, the other participants will die miserably on the spot without even using their hands.

“Aaaaaaaa!!!”

“Save me, save me!!”

“Magic power… … Why isn’t the mana returning?!”

He desperately tries to fight, but the ability or magic administered through the doping agent does not work properly.

Rather, it is swallowed up and eaten as if it were entirely absorbed by the black thunderbolt that the prisoner stretched out, and submerged endlessly, only to disappear as if it had been washed.

[Magic power that has been thoroughly crushed and degenerated beyond recognition. I have clearly seen this at the side of the king.]

“… … .”

The scarred man spoke in a voice that contained a trembling that could not be hidden even through the screen.

[Severe intentions united and twisted as if they did not belong to one person. this is clear… … !!!]

Chew!!

Dried black blood dripped sticky under my feet.

Ddu-dududuk!!

Muscles and nerves are torn, and the living human body turns into a shape worse than a rag.

Ugh support!!

A soft smile forms on the prisoner’s face every time a scream breaks his leaking mouth.

The moment when the prisoner with a bright smile, as if his expression were alive, raised his head while drenched in blood.

Black thunderbolts raged like waves and began to flood the entire arena.

Kwaaaa!!

“Wow, wow!!”

“Wait, wait… … Isn’t this a bit dangerous?”

It was such an intense and terrifying magic that even the other audience members who had been shouting in excitement felt their spines tingle in an instant.

Other patrons hurriedly averted their eyes and began questioning Murphy.

[Murphy. Please explain now.]

[Where the hell did you get such an abomination?]

“I don’t know why you’re so excited.”

At that moment, Murphy answered in a sticky, subdued voice.

He said as he turned his emaciated body while sitting in a wheelchair.

“As promised, I just showed myself handling precious materials that no one could find.”

[Don’t you know that’s not a problem?]

[If, by any chance, this fact is found out by King Myung, we will all just die a dog… … !!]

“That’s probably not what’s important.”

Murphy interrupted the customers, his eyes shining sharply.

“Doesn’t that mean I have the ability to procure ingredients that other designers can’t even get their hands on and turn them into medicine?”

[…] … .]

“Be patient. I will show you how to finish this project.”

Turning his back on the silent customers, Murphy dragged Lennok into the corner of the room.

“So, half. What is that?”

“… … Didn’t I just teach you to be patient?”

“It didn’t feel like this the last time we did the experiment.”

Murphy whispered to Lennok, who pulled out a sonic device to block sound from inside his arms and activated it.

“All I knew was that doping with your blood was powerful enough to intervene in the hierarchy. From here on, it’s practically unknown territory to me.”

Half of what Murphy knows is a level 8 archmage. He is also a lightning wizard who has reached an untouchable level.

If Lennok’s blood was adjusted with a doping agent to bring out the medicinal effect, it would have to be in a form close to magic.

However, the battle of the prisoner who took the doping agent was different from that of the slayer who burned away the opponent’s magic and will rather than the magician.

It is natural for customers watching the current situation to misunderstand the identity of the doping agent.

“I made some adjustments to the doping agent at the end. I guess that’s why it’s mistaken for the King’s blood.”

And Lennok, on some level, understood why things had turned this way.

“The mana was dyed black, and the pattern was twisted so that it could not be recognized, but it seems to have coincidentally resembled the mana of the King. I was out of luck.”

asked Murphy, looking at Lennok in amazement.

“Can you just explain that with bad luck…?” … ?”

“… … .”

No, it’s not really a coincidence.

Lennok knew.

It is clear that the characteristics of the magical power that he inadvertently changed became similar to that of Ming.

It must be because the optimal form for controlling and reaping the fate of others, not one’s own, is closer to that.

The cause and effect that Lennok had understood about Myeong. why he became that way.

The fundamental motive of building the qualifications to challenge the ascension while progressing in flight.

Now that I vaguely understand that, the fact that it has changed in a similar direction at Lennok’s fingertips.

Maybe if you dig a little deeper into this part, you can also find out what the ending Myeong really wants.

But instead of dwelling on that fact right away, Lennok decided to focus on solving the problem he was facing.

“If you want, you can make a settlement here. What would you like to do?”

“… … You say you’re going to settle it?”

At Murphy’s question, Lennok turned to the prisoner still rampaging at his feet.

“That, it will take a long time for the effect to wear off.”

“… … .”

“I’m saving the mana I received through the doping agent and putting off the arrival of the rebound. You know your condition.”

Lennox laughed at the speechless Murphy.

“After killing all the other contestants, maybe to solve this problem-”

[The bad guys hanging from the ceiling there.]

Chiyiing!!!

At that moment, a voice echoed through the speakers in the hall.

The prisoner, who was covered in blood all over his body, stole the moderator’s microphone from the podium outside the arena.

“Hey… … !!”

Crisp!!

The pale-faced prisoner who stuttered away and stepped on the head of the emcee, who broke it, glared at the VIP seats and said.

[Come down in front of me right now, and tell me how to get rid of the rebound of the medicine you injected into my body.]

“… … .”

[If you do not comply with the request, I will kill the audience gathered in the stadium from now on.]

Unexpected circumstances arise when an arena prisoner threatens spectators and customers with shouts.

In the chilly silence, Lennok shrugged his shoulders to finish what he had been saying.

“I meant that you might try to ask us for a solution.”

“… … I don’t understand.”

muttered Murphy, dumbfounded.

“The one I chose to administer the doping agent to was a prisoner who couldn’t speak properly because of a head injury. How did you receive the enhancer in such a short time-”

“Because I used my magical power as a base.”

Lennok said as if it were obvious.

“It’s not unusual for your judgment to rise while the drug is in effect. It wasn’t expected, but it could happen.”

“… … .”

Murphy sighed as he looked at Lennok as if he had met a stranger he had never seen before.

“… … damn it.”

Seeing Lennok’s reaction, Murphy scratched his head annoyedly, probably realizing what was going on.

In the end, no matter what happens now, Lennok’s name or identity will never be discovered. Murphy will be held responsible for this situation.

However, since it was Murphy himself who first requested Lennok’s blood and made it into a doping agent, no one can be blamed.

“okay… … This is clearly my mistake in misjudging the results. I greatly underestimated the possibility of using your blood as a doping agent. Admit it.”

“then?”

“Arsnova’s medical records database that I have. I’ll let you use it one more time the way you want.”

Murphy said.

“Instead, treat this situation neatly as if it never happened. Would that be possible?”

“good.”

Lennox nodded and smiled.

“I accept the request. Time to work.”

At that moment, one wall of the underground arena collapsed with a violent roar.

Kwaaaaaang!!!

Someone walks out with a cane between the collapsing bedrock.

A black-haired young man wearing a black coat, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking around with muddy eyes.

A languid figure walking slowly with a flowing silver cane in one hand.

After confirming that face, Murphy looked away with a dumbfounded expression this time.

“… … half?”

* * *

The appearance of a young man who suddenly appeared after smashing one side of the wall of the underground fighting arena made the designers and customers agitated.

“Who is it?”

“I would have told you to block all access from outsiders while the event match is in progress.”

[No, I did not enter through the entrance.]

“You broke through the wall and came in? But here-”

It’s a fighting arena built inside the bedrock dozens of meters underground.

The people who couldn’t spit out the words and picked them up and swallowed them, only then realized how the young man had entered and fell silent.

The man who appeared just now did not find the entrance or passage of the fighting arena and enter.

Arrived here after breaking through dozens of meters of bedrock on the ground in an undeveloped area.

A superman who has surpassed human limits. It is certainly not impossible for a high-level physical ability.

But even then, how much mana would be needed to walk out with such a calm complexion without gasping for breath.

Even now, after digging into the arena with a fight, I still have no idea what type of superhuman that man is.

The moment when everyone was choosing how to respond to the unexpected intrusion of the third party.

“You don’t have to worry.”

After a quick talk with Lennok, Murphy stepped forward.

[Alejandro?]

“He is my friend. I’m still a person who can’t control my thoughts, but… … .”

Murphy said, looking at Lennok, who was still disbelieving as he landed on the arena.

“The situation won’t escalate as long as I go out on my own.”

[Coat and tobacco, cane… … no way.]

At that moment, some of the customers muttered in a choking voice.

[I’ve heard of it.]

[A blood-mad wizard lives in the shadows of a megalopolis-]

“A blood-crazed wizard?”

The faces of the designers, who had been muttering along to those words one by one, turned pale in an instant.

“wait for a sec… … Could it be that he is here?”

“Gee, don’t be rude. What is it that a wizard like that is looking for in an arena like this… … !!”

[There was a rumor that he was a madman who enjoyed killing even with his injured body.]

[I heard that you move according to your standards regardless of the opponent. then… … .]

Only then did the other clients who understood what they were talking about opened their mouths in a daze.

[I can’t believe he came all the way here because he felt the mana radiated by that prisoner… … ?]

Magical power that Murphy used as a doping agent, presumably from the blood of the king.

If the young man who has visited this arena now is the person the rumor is, all of these situations will interlock like a key.

All of a sudden, the screen that was projecting a senator from the city council among the clients was completely turned off.

Clients who confirmed it shed a lament as if half-sure.

[The senator ran away. It must be real.]

[The fastness of the Vulcan. He is a crazy wizard who seeks fights even after reaching level 8.]

[They said they went around looking for a strong opponent without thinking about taking care of themselves, wasn’t it a lie… … .]

Just by showing solidity, the appearance of people who freely understand, accept, and understand.

As Murphy watched the reactions of those people with a curious expression, Lennok tilted his head in silence.

Meanwhile, Gyeon-roe, who had landed at the end of the stadium, was walking toward the center of the arena.

widely!!

Holding on to the silver staff, he moved slowly.

An ordinary gait, without feeling any manifestation of magical power or intention.

A quiet presence contrasted with the prisoner who was drenched in blood in the center of the arena and scattered dark magic all alone.

The prisoner, who was trying to intimidate other spectators while holding the microphone, noticed Lennok’s presence belatedly and turned his head away.

“Damn it, what are you!!”

Intense magical energy that lingers all over the body.

The moment Lennok and his eyes met while trying to wield the power that constantly energizes the body.

“… … uh?”

The movement of the prisoner who was about to strike his hand at any moment stopped on the spot.

“… … .”

Lennok’s gaze stared at him as he stood leaning on his cane.

With that alone, the prisoner’s body stiffened and began to spasm faintly.

“Uh, uh… … .”

The prisoner, who had slaughtered dozens of superhumans as if playing with them, still had the strength to run amok, but he couldn’t speak properly and stuttered.

An eerie certainty that penetrates the brain. There is no basis or reason, but above all, the sign of death is coming more clearly.

I don’t feel anything, but that’s why I feel like I know everything.

Magical power and judgment raised by the power of others. An intuition whose source could not be grasped was telling one conclusion with perfect clarity.

die here

While everyone held their breath watching the prisoner trembling while standing blankly.

Lennok stood in front of the prisoner and said.

“It was pretty much trash. Thanks to you, I saw something interesting.”

“… … .”

“If you have something to say, I will listen.”

The figure of Lennok willingly giving orders without moving while holding on to his cane.

However, the prisoner could not resist Lenok’s words and answered with difficulty, shaking his whole body.

“Among the people I killed… … I have my family… … .”

“… … .”

“The corpse, next to… … .”

“Do you want to be buried with your family even after killing an elder?”

Lennok laughed.

Hey, since he’s such a heinous criminal, he must have flown into this underground arena and been used as a test subject for drugs.

“good. I’ll have someone take care of it.”

Lennok nodded and lightly tapped his staff.

widely!!

A faint line of thunderbolt rose from the fingertips holding the staff.

The moment the thunderbolt that soared through the air rotated without a sound, and was pierced into the prisoner’s temple.

said Lennok.

“Suicide.”

hook!!

At that moment, the prisoner raised a hand and stabbed himself in the head.

As if it was not of its own will, mechanical and lightning-like hand movements like a doll.

Without a gap to react, the brain was destroyed as it was, and the prisoner’s body fell forward.

The black magic that flowed over the prisoner’s body dissipated and disappeared.

“… … .”

[…] … .]

The spectators, the designers, and all the clients who planned this stage froze as they watched the scene.

Lennok ignored the gaze and reaction of those around him, and raised his head slowly.

The moment when the magician’s gaze instantly penetrated the VIP-only seats, and the people trembled with the chill.

“I don’t like the location.”

Kwaaang!!!

The VIP seat just fell in front of Lennok and shattered.

“Whoa!!”

“Cool, cool!!”

The designers in the booth-shaped room burst into screams and coughs alternately as they were buried among the rubble.

Murphy, too, could not escape and was swept away and fell among the wreckage of the booth.

Lennok smiled as he looked at the designer and the clients beyond the still-unturned screen.

“I thought I’d met a useful guy after a while, but it turned out to be an abandoned toy.”

The whispered message resonated clearly in my ears.

A ghastly whisper, as if the doctor itself had been implanted directly into his brain.

Frightened by the unfamiliar way of communication that they have experienced for the first time in their lives, people inadvertently plug their ears and walk backwards with pale complexions.

“I don’t have a lot of patience.”

But Lennok ignored such a reaction and spoke quietly.

“It doesn’t matter what tricks you do in this city, but you’ll have to make sure I don’t stumble.”

“… … !!!”

“The next time something like this happens in front of me, then you guys… … .”

Lennok laughed as he pounded the fallen prisoner’s corpse with his cane.

“It makes me feel this way.”

[…] … .]

Lennok turned around before he could hear an answer.

[Now, wait a minute… … !!]

One of the clients who were watching with a pale complexion on the other side of the screen shouted.

[Give me a chance… … !! By any chance, if you can give us a glimpse of even a fragment of your talent-!!]

Whoop!!

The moment he took another step, Lennok’s model disappeared on the spot.

How strong was the power of the archmage who killed that monstrous prisoner with just one word.

How rare and rare it was for those gathered here to see the moment of their appearance here.

[under… … .]

The moment when the eyes of the clients who realized it belatedly and were lamenting all turned to Murphy.

“ha… … .”

Murphy also smiled bitterly, realizing that Lennok had disappeared.

* * *

Whoop!!

Down in the dark alley, Lennok took off his coat and threw it over one arm and turned his back.

“There is no tracking. Were you worried for nothing?”

It’s been a while since I moved as a class member, so I was paying attention, but in the meantime, it seems that I didn’t have the spirit to attach a trace.

After all, since I turned the table upside down and came out like that, it must be daunting enough just to take care of the project.

It bothers me that I left it to Murphy, but it was convenient in many ways to finish it quickly at the point where things came to this.

The notoriety that goes beyond the limit sometimes convinces even the nonsensical words and actions.

I unintentionally took advantage of the notoriety, so it wouldn’t be unfair to use it like this sometimes.

[…] … .]

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

[it’s nothing.]

“okay. Let’s behave well.”

That’s what he said, but to put it bluntly, wasn’t Lennok using his notoriety for fastness to help Murphy?

Of course, it is moral to take care of the level of probation.

‘After receiving the checkup record and checking the physical condition, I’ll have to visit the Bylon Institute… … There are many suspicious parts in many ways.’

The moment when Lennok was about to open the door and walk in, contemplating his future schedule.

“… … .”

I realized that someone was standing under the lamppost.

It was such a blurry and perfect stealth technique that even Lennok hadn’t noticed it until now.

“half.”

His gaze met the green eyes standing under the street lamp.

“long time no see.”

“… … Eveline.”

Lennok, who inadvertently called her name, immediately realized one thing and kept his mouth shut.

There was no tracking. I knew long ago that tailing hadn’t caught up.

Evelyn had found Lennok’s residence, which had never been seen before, and was directly waiting for Lennok.