Drug-Eating Genius Mage
Chapter 714

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 714

Burglary (7)

The shape of a factory burning overhead.

The ruins of a collapsing theme park with flames burning everywhere.

The ticket office and shopping mall building collapsed from the shock and heat, emitting a roaring sound.

Riding on the distorted earth, beyond the crumbling fragments, Lennok and Peysha faced each other.

Hundreds of superhuman corpses were strewn about under the feet of the two.

Only five people were barely breathing. There are two people whose life and death are unknown.

“Chief So… … .”

Stockton murmured with difficulty in a voice that seemed to cut off at any moment.

He said biting his tongue desperately to stay conscious.

“The fastness was not crazy… … Missed part… … .”

“okay. I know.”

Peysha replied, not taking her eyes off Lennok.

“A guy who has lost his taste for blood and fights doesn’t feel like this in the first place.”

“… … .”

“Sometimes there are guys like this.”

Peysha grinned at the silent Lennok.

“Those who became weirder than crazy because they were curious about the ending. Or rather, isn’t that proof that you’re really crazy?”

The overflowing smell of death Peisha giggled as if she had no interest in her subordinates who had fallen under her feet.

Her deafening voice and demeanor were almost terrifying even to Lennok.

Apart from that, Lennok was calmly organizing his thoughts about Peisha.

Dead Rise’s Peisha Grisburn.

The mentor of Beck Clinton, a murderer who killed countless people while active in the Balkans in the past, and a member of the cigar-bang gang.

She is a powerful spearman who is able to handle powerful spirit manipulation techniques and has also reached her peak.

Paisha’s achievements, which were vague even when they met at the casino, are felt as clear as possible now that she has expressed her intention to kill.

It is difficult to guess exactly how deep it is, but this gruesome momentum that clearly exceeded the hierarchy.

However, Lennok had some expectations about Peisha’s skills.

‘I’ve heard about Peisha’s whereabouts.’

The fact that in the past, when she was active in Balkan, she had a one-on-one battle with Antares.

Was it said that he was driven to the point of being defeated and died, broke his spine, and devoted himself to recovery on the central front?

However, Lennok was more concerned with the fact that Peisha fought and survived rather than losing against Antares.

‘Antares isn’t so loose that he dares to spare the opponent he fought once.’

Looking at Peysha’s new model slowly walking towards Lennok, he deepened his gaze.

‘If that prophet couldn’t kill Peisha, there must have been a reason.’

Antares is a person with the ability to foresee and returns after seeing the ending, and as a result, he has confirmed his own ending.

He is one of the very few prophets who travel all over the continent and try to change the ending with the wisdom he has obtained.

How could he, having obtained a set answer sheet, go into battle with the intention of saving the opponent he had decided to fight against?

In fact, if he couldn’t kill Peisha even though he would have ruled out the future, it must be because there was a reason for that.

At the point of thinking about fighting Antares one-on-one, you can guess that Peisha’s inaction was that excellent.

And if she, who was once almost killed by Antares, returned to the Balkans again.

Wasn’t this possible because at least she was sure that she wouldn’t be pushed by Antares?

“I thought about it at the casino, but he’s such a weird guy.”

Paisha stepped forward and smiled at Lennok.

“What are you worrying about so much?”

“… … .”

“Don’t think. Thinking is something you do before a fight.”

Behind her, the shapes of unknown spirits change swiftly, representing her changing thoughts and emotions.

[Quyiik!!]

The first thing to stop behind Peisha was a plump wild boar with an unpleasant nasal sound.

The moment you, possessing the spirit of a drooling beast covered in black fur, stretched out one hand to the side.

Wow!!

The shape of a wild boar opened its mouth wide and spewed out a long spearhead from within.

A grotesque long spear that emits a shimmering light. The bell on the tip of the blade made a clear cry.

As soon as she grabbed it, Peysha’s mood changed dramatically.

Even if it wasn’t so, the faint presence sank deeper and the whites disappeared from the eyes looking at Lenok.

Peisha’s momentum became calm as if she had been possessed by something or as if she was preparing for it.

“Focus on me if you don’t want to die.”

A chilling scream escaped her mouth, so terrifying that she couldn’t tell where she was looking.

“Be desperate and think only of me until the moment you die!!!”

“Who do you want?”

The moment Peisha’s spearhead disappeared from the spot, Lennok also put the raised magic power on his fingertips and swung it.

[White Rock]

[Blade Spear]

The moment the grotesquely curved spear blade rotated lightly, it grabbed the white lightning stem and burst it.

The moment the supernatural weapon and magic collided, it split into hundreds of pieces and exploded on the other side of the invisible consciousness.

bang!!

A clash of wills that broke out for the first time while standing face to face.

Just by moving the two monsters that have reached level 8, everything around them begins to grind away at an invisible speed.

I’m going to go to the middle of the day!!!!

A bizarre roar of twisting, splitting and crushing beyond the level of blades and mana being ground.

An eerie sound resounding like a song that could tear your eardrums apart.

The battle between the magician and the spearman invaded each other’s gap hundreds of times and covered it.

So, so, so, so!!!

The speed of the changgeuk that he wields even when he is not properly stance exceeds that of sound.

The power of the slash fired is truly deformed, but what is more astounding than that is the speed at which the weapon is reaped.

It is a contradiction that the speed of reaping and converging is much faster than swinging with all your heart.

However, Changsha’s martial arts, which realized the contradiction in reality, transcended sound and space and became more powerful than the laws of physics.

[Gwigeuk: Return]

Lennok also chanted dozens of unique magics at the same time to match the speed.

[Cheonbung thunder (穿崩雷烙)]

[Yaroe rampant dance (夜雷亂舞)]

Drurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!

As I was swinging the spear, a noise resounded as if space-time were being drilled.

The brilliance of the crushed and twisted thunderbolt whirled at the fingertips and tore and bounced between the crushed spaces.

Beyond the speed of cognition, on the other side of consciousness, the fragments of the trajectory leading ahead fly away.

The trajectory of countless battles that pierce the bottom of Lennok and Peisha’s consciousness.

Innumerable solid lines split into hundreds and thousands of branches change their paths and directions in various ways every moment, cutting life and death.

Going beyond the current time when changgeuk and magic collide, we weigh the predictions and aftermath of the past and future.

The first clash immediately after encounter.

It was also a workshop where they exchanged battles in front of each other without changing seats at all.

dismissal… … !!

The realm of calculation and intuition pushed to the limit.

Along with the fantasy of sparks bouncing in my brain, the trajectories that swayed like the melody of a piano merged into one in an instant and rotated.

The lightning bolt that Lennok wielded in reverse handedly collided with the tip of Peisha’s spear and stopped.

Kaaaaa!!!

Before the two breaths were finished, the battle between each other, which had been beaten and driven hundreds of times, broke off on the spot as if it had been promised.

“… … !!!”

The faces of Lennok and Peysha, looking at each other almost simultaneously, with their backs against the shock waves.

Peysha writhed in her mouth. Her pupilless eyes glistened with murderous intent and excitement.

“I see you. yes?”

“I guess that’s what I have to say.”

Lennok laughed.

Lenok’s left eye was shining with a vivid purple magic eye.

“Here was the reason he survived after being defeated by Antares. It must have been affected a lot by that battle.”

The purple magic eye engraved in his left eye is the power to visualize Lennok’s image of observing the divergence of possibilities.

It is an ability that was designated as an innate ability and opened in the form of a mystic eye just by visualizing Lenok’s own image.

Combat experience accumulated over a long period of time, transcendent intuition, and extreme skill created by processed judgment while dealing with countless monsters.

However, Peisha forcibly repelled the last thunderbolt that Lennok stabbed at the end of the attack and forcibly created an antagonistic state.

Instead of seeing the game in a head-to-head fight, it felt like a peek at the correct answer and forcibly matched the tempo.

Lennok remembered where he felt this sensation.

A prophet like Antares. Or the strange displeasure felt by a person with revelation abilities, such as a church priestess.

“Future poetry? No, it’s a much weaker and fainter power than that. It’s so weak that it can’t even be called superpowers.”

Lennok murmured, stepping back slowly.

“To the extent that I imitate the power of Antares even clumsily… … But do you feel like you can use it at the moment you want?”

Peysha’s mouth twitched at Lennok’s mention of Antares’ name without hesitation, but she didn’t deny it.

Lennok, too, didn’t wait for an answer, spitting out his natural guess.

“I guess that’s why I was immersed in gambling at the casino. If you were trying to train your aptitude for future poetry, the probability game would be effective.”

After being defeated in a decisive battle with Antares, did he realize his aptitude under the influence of his power?

If that was the case, it would be understandable why Peishia had not recovered from her injuries and had become a strong person of a high rank.

Also, whether Antares could not kill Peisha in that battle and missed it.

“Wrong. It’s not like I just discovered a new ability or aptitude.”

Peysha said while touching the window sill.

Even though the workshop was cut off once, she did not fret.

He just gently caressed the spearhead, which quickly heated up in the fierce battle.

Rather, that relaxed hand movement seemed dangerous to Lennok, as if it would explode at any moment.

“Just a little more… … Shall I say that I have learned to enjoy the process?”

“… … .”

“Rather than who to kill, thinking about how to kill made me understand something more.”

Peysha shrugged.

Behind her, an owl with huge eyes appeared.

The shape of a bizarre owl staring at us with bloodshot eyes.

A far more bizarre and powerful manipulation of spirit possession than Beck Clinton used.

“That’s when the spirits started to get out of my control… … After knowing that, I was more interested in the method than the result.”

“Like a game in a casino?”

“okay. Like that game.”

Looking at Lennok, Peysha’s mouth split into long strips on either side.

A grotesque laugh bent eerily like a ghost. It’s like a child who can’t bear to reveal his true feelings.

Not about who to kill, but how to kill.

Did her image, which had come to appreciate the aesthetics of death, twist and transcend the hierarchy and reach the 8th level?

If that’s the case, the deteriorated future vision she imitated should also be seen as a deepening of her way of dealing with spirits, rather than awakening to a new superpower.

Kwajik!!

‘At the pandemonium meeting, Damus looked down on Peisha but respected her inaction.’

In my head, I quickly put together the information I heard about the identities of Ban and Victor.

‘That’s probably because, apart from Damus being on top, Dead Rise’s position is that his skills cannot be said to be below. If you think about it-‘Dead

Rise’s internal position or rank is determined separately from each individual’s military power.

It means that even if Peisha’s boss is stronger than her, there is no guarantee.

That was information that Lennok could never overlook, who might have to deal with Dead Rise in the future.

The moment Lennok spurred on his magical energy while maintaining a close distance from Peysha.

“It’s a great intuition. But I don’t like that way of thinking.”

Peysha whispered.

“It’s like setting the answer and fitting the process together… … Arrogance pierces the sky. Do you think everything you think is right?”

Kwaaaang!!

At that moment, the satellite factory floating overhead exploded and began to lean heavily to one side.

The appearance of a satellite factory that could not hold on and started to fall. Did Tatiana destroy the anti-gravity engine?

However, Tatiana’s expression, which jumped out of it, was by no means bright.

“half!!”

Keying!!

Tinnitus ringing in the ears. Before they even noticed the incongruity, their senses went to the other side of the sky.

Standing at the far end of the exploding factory, Tatiana shouted with a pale complexion.

Due to the distance, even Lennok could only read the urgency.

But that alone was enough to understand Tatiana’s intentions.

Inside the factory, neither destroyed the engine nor found the engine itself.

Sensing this, Peysha said the moment Lennok turned his gaze to the fallen Stockton in the distance.

“I have prepared a lot for this plan. You can’t let a crazy wizard ruin things, can you?”

said Lennok, who read the meaning of the words at once.

“… … Did you move the unfinished engine to the launch pad? Even if things go wrong, will the launch itself succeed?”

“It’s not going to change even if a few souls of dead wizards are taken out.”

Kagak!!

Twisting the spear shaft and pulling it out through Lennok’s lightning magic, she answered.

“The important thing is that you are the authority receptor of the heat system. Once the witch’s stolen treasure is plugged into the engine’s power section, we’ll do the rest.”

Saying that, Peysha began to slowly adjust her posture.

“Then die right here. With that witch who ruined all these plans!!”

Shortly thereafter, fragments of the falling satellite factory fall on Lennok and Peysha’s heads.

Aaaaaaaaaaa!!!!

With a tremendous impact, a huge crater was formed under the shopping mall where the ticket office was located.

A deafening roar. Vibration as if all senses were shaken. A whirlwind of strange tinnitus burrowing into my brain.

Beyond the ruins of metal and piles of earth that had begun to melt, the thunderbolt and the clash of Changseom continued without disappearing.

A clash of power that increases the speed several times faster than the first clash, grabbing each other’s vital points and wielding them to steal lives.

Cuguaguagua!!!

A long steel frame structure quickly rises from the other side of the theme park, as if using the shock from the fall of the factory as a rebound.

A shape that seems to have been created to support something and secure a runway.

Before it was recognized that it was a facility built for launching satellites, an intense spark burned the propellant.

Kwaaaaa!!!

The scene of the launch pad that started to ignite despite not being able to steal the phoenix from Lenok yet.

Kwajik!!

Peysha whispered as she trampled the fallen Lennok’s shoulder with one foot.

“After Bajour-sama’s rise to fame, we left this city and struggled to get our hands on a second chance.”

Keying!!

Tinnitus ringing in both ears at the same time. Could it be that his hearing is being destroyed by the roaring noises resounding from all directions?

She said, bowing her head towards the bloodied Lennok.

“I hate this city. That everything is ruined… … I don’t want to go through that experience twice.”

“I have no idea what you are talking about.”

Lennok smiled bitterly and tilted his head to the side.

“But I do know something about Kaise Bajour.”

“what?”

click!!

An old pocket watch fell from the inside of Lennok’s coat as he collapsed.

The moment Peysha’s eyes widened indescribably as she looked at the shape of a pocket watch rotating tightly in a counterclockwise direction.

“I understand what it feels like. Shall we start again?”

Kiriririk!!

Lennok grabbed his pocket watch and inserted the second hand into his temple.