The Reincarnation of Fusion Punk - Chapter 287
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#287. The Wise Man 12
#287.
Crunch!
Let me hold the sword of light and break it······
A calm yet somehow clear voice was heard.
“That undead is Gonma, one of the nine elders. I guess even the Federation doesn’t have detailed information about the elders······.”
Soon, the sage’s eyes, which were gradually turning white, met with his gaze.
He looked at me as I accepted the turquoise magic and said.
“Level 10?”
“yes.”
He answered instinctively. The wise man was still calm.
“Just do as much as you can.”
“Infection—”
“Don’t worry about that.”
Kururururung—!
In an instant, a powerful storm of magical power sweeps up to the sky.
The realm of yogi that the wise man had spread had disappeared, but its place was filled with incredible magical power.
Those who did not live in the same era as Cestus Asparov know him only as one of the lost legends.
A wizard who left a great mark on humanity.
But the wise man I saw with my own eyes was not someone who could be explained so vaguely.
The enormous scale of his magical power, the absurdly powerful magic, and his composure. How can one explain him?
furthermore-
‘So it could be used for that purpose too.’
The branches stuck in the ground vibrate and spew out the yogic energy. The yogic energy that has seeped into the nearby ground through the branches is sizzling and boiling.
Even though he was clearly a corpse, the fact that he was able to extract the energy from his own body was beyond imagination.
‘Have you really returned to your human spirit? Or are you just pretending to? What is your real purpose?’
In addition, the wise man clearly mentioned that there were two elders. Since the wise man’s mind seemed clear, it didn’t seem like nonsense. Could it be that there was another one in Parumuchi’s stomach?
Unfortunately, I don’t have the time to worry about anything else right now.
Even the wise man lamented that he had no time, so he erased his idle thoughts.
The worry was brief.
I have already gambled. Since I have decided to stick with the wise man, there is no reason to waver. I will put off understanding and acceptance for a moment.
Gugugugugugugugugu—!
The sage’s enormous magical power fiercely crushes the corpse ‘Gonma’.
The first appearance he showed after driving out the yogic spirits was comparable to that of Varna, the highest rank among the Seven Seats of the time. Many years had passed since the sage disappeared. Even among the Seven Seats of the past, he seemed to have been of a particularly high standard. Or perhaps he had continued to practice magic even while he was missing.
but.
【Peeee, dododududuknonononom······.】
A roaring scream.
Gonma’s body and head were practically split in half as he clawed at the ground with his missing claws, but he was still alive without any problems. Certainly… it would be difficult to hunt unless you were one of the Three Lords or a being of a similar level.
fault!
I ran and balanced on the shaking axis.
Hooooooooooo—!
Ilehin Poycheka’s turquoise magic power is flying from somewhere and pouring down on my head. The injuries I currently have are so bad that I can’t even look at them. My entire body is pierced like a rag, and my muscles and bones are probably damaged. Still, compared to just before I considered using the innate spirit, the situation is not so bad.
Kwakwakwakwakwakwang—!
Dozens of dazzling lights fell in front of me as I raced through the sky. The magical power lines that radiated fierce light in all directions firmly fixed the body of the Gonma that had been cut in half. Flesh burst out like bombs from the stone-like body that even the blade of light could not penetrate.
——!
But then came the next moment.
Tsk tsk-
In a flash of indescribable energy, Gonma’s severed body was reattached. It was regenerated so quickly that even the sage’s magic was momentarily unable to control it.
Wheaaaaaaaaa!
At that moment, I came within a stone’s throw of my light and swung my beam. However, when the enraged Gonma lightly stretched out his arm, my body was thrown back with a shock that felt like my internal organs were being ripped apart. This is not strange. Even in normal physical condition, it would be impossible to deal with, so what if it was a half-corpse like this? The upper body was extremely tired, so the reaction speed was really slow.
Swaaaaaaaaaaaa—
At that time, mana particles poured down from the sky like rain.
“!”
Surprisingly, as soon as I touched it, my body movements and reactions became more agile again. In addition, the intense pain from just now disappeared and my whole body’s senses were amplified in detail. The magic I had sprayed in the Sage’s domain before the battle, 『Earth where Breath Has Settled』, has the effect of assisting the movement of the manifester under the magic’s sphere of influence, but it felt like it was twice as strong as the original effect.
“Is this an auxiliary area spell to avoid critical attacks? I strengthened it a bit.”
As expected, there was intervention from a wise man.
Thanks to that, my movements became nimble again. As I took a step, my vision shook. I stepped on the ground mixed with the collapsed ruins and dirt, and shot out like a flash, stabbing the light. The five-shaped sword’s first attack slashed at Gonma’s body. Gonma would die without even being able to respond. Haha. How does the sharp taste of my light taste, you corpse—
Kwajik!
······How nice it would be if it just flowed like that.
“······.”
I lowered my head at the hot sensation.
Tentacles sprouted from the top of my feet and danced around.
The tentacles covered in red blood dance wildly as if they are enjoying the taste.
【Pee···Peepeepeepee.】
Swish—
Soon, a gigantic presence suddenly appeared, stretching its neck out in front of my eyes, whose legs were impaled on tentacles. I had to face Gonma’s eerie eyes and a mouth full of teeth from a distance of less than 10cm. An ominous feeling as if I was being sucked in. Soon, pitch-black malice covered my entire body.
I was so daunted by its overwhelming presence.
Gulp. Gulp.
The torn mouth and the ruptured flesh were covered with hard skin again. I felt so dirty that I opened my eyes even wider than usual.
moment.
sudden!
My heightened senses sensed the threat. I raised my hand as I saw a black dot blur in front of my eyes. Crunch! Then, a hole appeared in my palm, and Gonma’s tentacles stretched out right in front of my eyeball. I could tell that it was trying to penetrate my brain with one blow.
···Of course, I didn’t just stand still.
Kkwaddddddd! Phew!
【······.】
The ray of light that had passed through the chin of the bastard was now emerging near his cheekbone. Because of that, the bastard couldn’t show his ugly face any further.
Red blood flowed down the blade of the well-placed beam. Since there was no risk of infection, he gave up his palm and took his chin and cheekbone.
That was when.
Swish—
A dark shadow falls over my face. I immediately look around and see that Gonma and the space around me have gathered a huge amount of yaku. It seems that they are planning to explode the yaku. They can kill a level 8 enemy with one blow from 10km away, so what if they can do it at such a close range?
I have to make a choice. Should I draw my sword and run away now, or should I swing my sword here more? If I do it right, I could probably cut Gonma’s head into dozens of pieces. Of course, in a situation like this, a man like me would be greedy—
“Come out.”
Phew!
At the sound of the sage’s firm voice, I immediately drew my sword and threw my body backward. Then, the space I had just been in was literally ‘crushed’.
It was truly impressive.
Between the two arms of the squirming Gonma, the space was creaking and making a crackling sound. If I had reacted even a little bit later, my temple would have exploded like a firecracker.
Since the state of the upper body was not normal, I could not immediately detect the signs of an attack. My pierced palm was stinging, but I felt strength in my arm at the thought that I was alive. Just now, I almost ran away to find another life. I left everything in this world behind.
soon.
A faint smile appeared on the lips of the wise man who was preparing the magic.
“Gonma. The problem was that you acted hastily.”
Gwagwagwagwagwagwagwagwang—!
Following this, with the voice of the sage, a huge light flashed before my eyes. After both of Gonma’s arms flew far away, the situation was obscured by the sage’s numerous magic spells and I could not see anything.
It simply flashed magnificently, burned, froze, shattered, and shattered. The incredible firepower that caused the ground to sink and even rise upwards pressed down as if it were erasing the existence of Gonma from the world.
Finally, after the numerous magical bombardments ended.
A shape of something was revealed through the thick cloud of dust.
A body that was completely mangled, with an arm missing.
Ssuk- ssuk-
Gonma’s rock-like skin finally shed its outer layer.
And the yogic energy that had been leaking out through the cracks in my skin now showed its teeth to the world without hiding. I had to face the enormous yogic energy flowing out of Gonma’s skin head-on. It was not an ordinary ferocious power that made cold sweat flow even when I was still.
I held up the beam and watched the bastard.
While we were barely able to see each other and pretending that everything was okay, Gonma suddenly opened his mouth in a clear tone.
【Don’t you want to know how many humans the wise man has eaten?】
It is a very strong question that sticks like a knife in the brain.
“······.”
Even the calm sage seemed to flinch for a moment.
However, the giant creatures that the traitorous sage handles, and the creatures that are connected to the ground through tentacles. I had a vague guess that they would have had to eat at least a thousand humans to obtain a body that size.
In fact, no matter what his accomplishments were during his lifetime, the sage had already walked the path of betrayal, and now that he had killed Chiljwa, the situation was irreversible.
I opened my mouth casually.
“My hobby is serial killing, and I’ve probably saved more people than I’ve killed. So am I a serial killer? Or a congressman who saves people? If I save people every time I kill, who would define me as a murderer?”
【······.】
“Don’t worry. Even if I save everyone, I won’t save you······.”
Choaaaak————
The hobby serial killer slid back and leaned back. As soon as he heard my answer, the deadly Gonma-kun teleported and swung his arm that had suddenly appeared, and with a huge wind pressure, the condensed energy exploded and turned his internal organs upside down.
I barely managed to avoid the attack and jumped into the air for a moment. When I twisted my body to look at the wise man, he had an inexplicable expression on his face.
The sage’s two eyes were even more pale than before, and the sage’s aura, which had spread out in a large, round shape around the tree branch, was boiling and creating a geometric pattern that looked like a magic circle. What was that? I wondered, but that wasn’t important right now.
* * *
『 Travelogue, Chapter 4, Appendix 』
Federal Executive Officer Murata Mori is very popular.
His skills are also amazing, so he will definitely be called a legend in the future.
So I occasionally invited Murata to the city to get to know him.
“Mr. Murata.”
“?”
“Is the job of an executor worth it?”
“Yes, except that the carrier flights are unbearably boring. It’s kind of fun, since you can legally punish those meddling writers who call themselves the chairman.”
“It seems like the job suits my aptitude well.”
“I guess so.”
Mr. Mori Murata glanced at me after giving a vague answer. He quickly took out three mana neutralizers from his pocket, lit them all at once, and asked.
Hwaruruk···
“By the way, are you still doing research?”
“We must. We will continue to do so. Promising wizards like Topuria and Lepopoi are showing interest, so I think we will soon see meaningful results.”
“Hmm, I guess even the so-called scientists gave up a long time ago······.”
“For that reason, I would like Mr. Murata to help me.”
“Aren’t you still running around and maintaining order in the city?”
“It doesn’t have to be now, but later is fine. It’s not common to have a constitution where mana accumulates endlessly in the body. I think Murata-san’s unique constitution is definitely one of the keys to understanding the origin of the undead.”
“hmm···.”
Hooooo—
Mr. Mori Murata quietly burned the neutralizer.
But these days, even neutralizers are probably having a hard time dealing with the amount of energy that accumulates in the body. Will there ever come a day in this life when you are free from that small neutralizer? You must be wondering.
I am the magician who developed the neutralizer that Murata smokes. So I can tell. It is not a constitution that can be improved with just a neutralizer. The human body has limitations, and cannot accept the world’s mana indefinitely. Although I became stronger faster than others due to my special constitution, I will not live long.
In fact, it is no different from a time limit.
What would Mr. Murata think when he sees me putting aside my magical training and becoming obsessed with mysterious things?
First, we put aside useless thoughts and talked about everyday life.
“Is there a successor who will continue Murata-san’s progress?”
“It’s not enough yet. Does the wise man have someone in mind?”
“None. Not yet.”
A little later.
I took something out of my bosom and fiddled with it. It seemed to be a dry tree branch. Federal Executor Mori Murata asked with a puzzled look on his face.
“What is that thing?”
“I’m working on an interesting invention with the Blood Demon of Al Heimdall City. It’s an item that can extract and store blood or energy. It can also track down the owner of that blood.”
“That vicious blood demon and… that’s strange.”
“Are you trying to take me to Odin?”
“Not at all. What are you going to use it for?”
“Mr. Murata.”
“yes.”
Since Mr. Murata seemed quite interested, I asked with a smile.
“What is the life of a high-ranking bailiff like? This time, I want you to tell me the truth.”
“I face the ugly side of humanity every day. That makes me unhappy.”
“Then why do you continue to work as an executor when it doesn’t pay?”
When asked that question, Murata answered as if it was obvious.
“Well… someone has to do it.”
Mr. Murata was that kind of person.
I said, nodding my head.
“I will disappear in the future and become a traitor.”
“They say the system of collective punishment has disappeared, but it’s embarrassing to hear. Is it really necessary?”
“It’s something that needs to be done.”
“Okay. How can I help you?”
“I want to study Mr. Murata’s body. Also, in order to gain trust, I want to sell Mr. Murata’s life at the most expensive time.”
“That’s because I have a high reputation and am on a limited time basis.”
“Yes, it will get higher in the future.”
“hmm···.”
Mr. Murata thought briefly and then quickly asked again.
“Not until my successor has grown up. He has to be old enough to hand over the memory chip. Is that okay?”
“It’s not difficult. That’s a story for a long time.”
“Okay, then I understand.”
Mr. Murata readily accepted the offer.
A role that is more appropriately described as ‘offering’ rather than ‘sacrifice.’
Mori Murata, a renowned federal executive, has decided to die in the future.
And I will die before Mr. Murata, in the future to come.
Anyway, there was no time. Another task was waiting for me soon. The busy days were continuing.
“Infection immunity totem, the location to bury it is near Al Heimdall where the Blood Demon is. Assuming that you find the first being and gain trust, the remaining materials are the hundred-year-old snow-capped trees on the other side of the magic tower and······.”
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