Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 735
Low Flight (3)
At the end of a corridor that is tens of meters long.
“intruder…!!”
The moment the knight who found Lennok slightly lowered his posture, the steel armor jumped over the hallway and slammed down in front of Lennok in an instant.
Wedge liquid!!
A sound that cuts through the air. Acceleration beyond recognition produces a scream that rips through the atmosphere.
The knight, who tightly gripped the longsword with both hands, twisted his wrist and was about to split Lennok’s waist, but the
magician clinging to the blade like a spider’s web pulled the blade and stopped at a precarious distance.
The knight’s blade stopped right in front of the nape of his neck.
Geek… … !!
“It’s been slow. Is the reaction speed the only thing?”
“…?!!”
said Lennok, slowly backing away from the path of the blade.
“It’s so obvious that it’s only after seeing it with the naked eye that you can zero it out. Especially in such a cramped hallway-”
“Ohhh!!”
The appearance of a knight who puts down his sword without hesitation and wields his gauntlet fists with all his might.
However, Lennok waved his finger regardless of the knight’s judgment.
“The moment we encounter each other, the composition and victory or defeat are already decided. swordsman.”
At that moment, the knight who had thrown himself at Lennok jerked backwards.
Before I knew it, the magic thread attached to the back of the knight’s helmet tightened. He pulled his body and threw it off balance.
The back of the knight’s head rolled backwards in place and crashed into the ground at great speed.
Quaang!!
Lennok didn’t stop there, and waved his finger a few more times while pointing at the article.
Following the gesture, the magician clinging to the knight’s armor repeated contraction and relaxation.
As if an invisible hand gripped the knight’s body and wielded it, he played with it like a toy, constantly crashing into the hallway floor and ceiling.
bang! bang! bang!!
As I waved my hand a few more times, the magicians scattered all over the hallway flashed and the knight’s model crashed into the wall.
Wooddeuk!!
Lennok looked curiously at the fainted knight with his limbs broken in bizarre ways.
“It is much stronger than I thought. Compared to the poor technology, the durability of the body is beyond imagination.”
Like the first knight I subdued, I swung it with the feeling that it didn’t matter if I died halfway, but it seemed to hold up better than I thought.
Seeing that he was overpowered by Lennok, his fighting ability and sense were not exceptional.
Considering that, the durability felt by the knight was not a product of his own efforts or talent.
[Are you really just going to go openly?]
Even Agneta seems absurd and doesn’t seem to have any intention of hiding the intrusion enough to ask again.
Instead of responding, Lennok pressed one hand down the knight’s side.
“There was blood on the armor from the beginning. Probably not yours.”
Lennok pressed the armor a few times with his fingers, then roughly positioned it and removed the outer armor with a magician.
Lennok smiled after confirming the identity of the person bleeding instead of the knight inside.
“It’s a noble hobby. Is this kind of treasured item of Kavahim knights these days?”
“Kkeuk…!!”
A hand with a severed wrist.
As if it had just been cut, the blood dripping from the cross section was oozing out of the armor.
I don’t know who it is, but it’s clear evidence that someone just cut off someone’s hand and came out.
The knights here aren’t ordinary guys either, to say they’re on patrol and carrying these things.
Awesome!!
Realizing this, Lennok crushed the knight’s helmet without regret and looked away.
“I was determined to make a fuss, but there was no response. Aren’t those guys called knights immersed in the same hobbies?”
At the point of patrolling, the guard of Goseong must not have been completely laid down.
Still, what does it mean that no additional reinforcements arrive while Lennok is playing with the knight?
Lennok slowly loosened his shoulders and jumped into the canal.
“Shall I check it myself?”
click!!
Instead of falling into the water, I casually land on the flowing surface.
[Where are you planning to go?]
“You can’t see it from the outside, but it has a very small amount of blood mixed in it.”
As Lennok replied, he wiped the water flowing beneath his feet with one hand.
“If you go backwards through the canal, you will find out.”
What does it mean that blood is mixed in the waterway flowing through the castle?
Considering the wrist inside the armor of the knight he had just dealt with, there was a part that made sense.
Shoot!!
After walking up the waterway for a while, I started to smell blood from afar.
A large cavity located next to an artesian canal. Prison and torture chamber built for interrogation of criminals.
The cages, which could have accommodated hundreds of people, were filled with people on all sides.
People who are constantly tortured by hanging or chained to prison bars.
“Turn it off….”
“Stop stop…!”
Powerless moaning and blood dripping in proportion to it.
About 20 knights roam the prison busily, torturing and extracting blood from those who are bound.
Chew!!
The knight who tore off the side of the bound man with a hook asked in a blunt voice.
“Is this the end of today’s quota?”
“Not yet. There is one more left.”
“Finish it quickly. I will drag the waterway of the canal in advance.”
Lennok watched it with his eyes closed, then realized something and his eyes lit up.
‘There was no conversation or even mention during the torture process. It’s not torture for the purpose of interrogation.’
It is not unusual to interrogate prisoners during wartime, but there is something strange about the behavior of knights who torture prisoners now.
Let alone trying to pressure or appease, the hands cruelly stabbing the muscles and organs so that it is difficult to even open the mouth.
It is an act that is difficult to understand unless the purpose is to torture itself.
As I looked around and drew out the structure of the prison, one of the knights walked towards the canal.
Are you planning to use the canal to clean the prison? It must be because it was built for this purpose, since it is located next to the torture chamber.
The moment Lennok pulled out his magician toward the approaching knight with a bucket the size of his torso.
jump!
On the other side of the prison, the door burst open, and a bright light poured out.
All the knights, who had been engrossed in their work for a long time, stopped their actions and stood straight in that direction.
The knight who was about to fetch water also immediately put down the bucket.
“You have suffered a lot.”
Appearing along with a quiet voice was Inyoung, wrapped in a bright red cloth from head to toe.
The knights immediately bowed their heads as soon as he appeared, dressed in complete contrast to Lennok.
“Six Princes.”
“Watchers are here, so make sure you finish the job quickly and clear up any traces.”
The man called the Sixth Prince glanced around in a calm voice and said.
“They are sensitive to the smell of blood. Be sensitive to death in a different sense. There is no need to make unnecessary fuss.”
“All right.”
“I will allow stealing of body parts for serum production only here. Keep in mind that anyone who shows off in the castle will be beheaded immediately.”
After saying that, the six princes immediately disappeared without hearing an answer.
The silent knights soon returned to work and started a quiet conversation.
“After stepping into the Spell League, people have changed a lot.”
“Still, will you be able to hold hands with the federation?”
“Isn’t that what we’re doing because it’s been decided?”
“All that remains is the Grand Duke’s decision. When are you going to step out and sort things out? … .”
“Well, but this isn’t as bad as this.”
Another knight answered, turning his bloody helmet.
As he slowly tore the prisoner’s shoulder blade with the blade in his hand, he murmured as if possessed.
“It makes me feel pretty good when I do these things more than I thought….”
“Don’t say anything nasty.”
“Uh huh.”
Other articles also pretend to dissuade, but do not greatly deny or oppose.
Each of them focused on tormenting the target of torture, causing them to bleed and suffer.
The moment when the knight who was standing with the bucket finally bent down to fill the water.
Lennok appeared behind him and put his hand on his shoulder.
“uh?!”
The knight, who reacted like lightning, turned around and swung his fist, but the sorcerer wrapped around his neck dragged him down the waterway.
with a plop!!
“…!!!”
While strangling the knight who struggles like crazy with a magician, suffocate him under the water.
The other knights also looked away as if they noticed something was wrong with the sound.
“Damian?”
“Someone is drowning while drawing water from the canal these days-”
The words of such knights stopped as soon as they saw the black robe standing by the canal in place of Damian.
“….”
A torture chamber locked in cold silence.
A dungeon where only the moans of tortured people can be heard intermittently.
The knights, who exchanged glances without saying anything to each other, slowly picked up the instruments of torture one by one and stood up.
“Uselessly good sum.”
Lennok laughed at those articles.
“If you do dirty work together, do bugs build friendships with each other?”
“Because I’ve been doing this for a long time, and now I’m more used to this tool.”
The one at the head of the knights answered in a blunt tone.
In the hand of such a knight was a long, curved, bloody saw.
“There’s nothing like this to open the mouth of an ungrateful intruder.”
Dig!!
The moment one of the knights jumped up with all their might grabbed the hammer with both hands and slammed it down with all their might.
Something gushed out from under the canal that flowed behind Lennok and crashed into the knight.
Whoa!!
The shape of something entwined and bouncing with the sound of something exploding.
The knights let out a sigh when they realized that there were two corpses who had tangled and collapsed and died miserably.
“Damian….”
A single shot that fired the corpse of a knight who had died of suffocation like a cannonball. Unable to even resist the speed and impact, the first knight died instantly.
Lennok murmured as he moved towards the knights.
“I met a few people on the way, and they all seem to be stronger than I thought.”
“This bastard took Damian’s body… … !!”
The hot-headed knight gripped the long hook and swung it.
The twisted saw blade from the other side aimed for an opening, and a hot skewer poked into the side.
Quickly close the distance from all sides and put your body together in order not to give you a chance to cope.
The instruments of torture stretched forward and backward interlocked in the air, but they did not pierce Lennok’s body and bounced off as they were.
Kagagak!!
“…!!”
“Keugh!!”
Weapons wielded in different breaths exquisitely collide with each other, losing their aim and breaking or collapsing.
The recoil was so great that it instantly lost balance. A magician flashed between the tools that swayed helplessly.
The knights, who realized it belatedly, hurriedly examined their bodies.
“This…!!”
“line? Is it a fishing line!!”
Between the arms, legs, back, and waist, the magicians that followed like a spider’s web were connecting the movements.
The threads tied between the tools hindered and offset each other’s strength, creating a brief void in the narrow space.
When Lennok gestured as if tapping the air, the magic threads spread out in all directions contracted tautly in line with his motion.
Kirik!!
Along with him, the limbs of the knights bound by the magicians moved in a direction different from their will.
“Mo body!!”
“No, stop!!”
“Aagh!!”
The knights also use magic to desperately try to stop, but each other’s movement interferes with their balance and center of gravity.
The torture tools they were holding stabbed each other without hesitation, tearing their skin and muscles apart.
Chii profit!”
“Quaaaaagh!!”
“X-X-X-X!!”
“Ugggggg…!!”
Like puppets dancing on invisible strings, knights brandishing weapons and shouting at each other.
A scrawling attack with magical energy shatters the armor of a comrade and entombs them in the flesh inside.
In the midst of the horrors of knights dying and killing each other, Lennok, who disappeared and reappeared, raised his hand.
Boaaaang!!
Utilizing the magician’s elasticity to the limit, the corpse of the dead knight bounced up.
The corpse of a knight spinning madly in place hit the stomach of another knight right next to it.
When the bodies of the knights, scrawled like maces, collided with each other, blood and flesh exploded.
Kwaaaang!!
“Whoa!!”
“Damage must be avoided unconditionally!!”
“Tell the prince. A monster has invaded the citadel… … !!”
The dead bodies gather to increase their size and weight, and attack the living knights again with the increased amount of impact.
Every time the corpse’s mace was swung at the living knights, their bodies ricocheted in all directions of the prison with a roar.
bang bang bang bang!!!!!
A bizarre scene where a single sorcerer plays with dozens of knights and blows them to death with kicks and swings.
People who were dying while tied up in prison look up at the massacre taking place in the middle of the torture chamber with blank expressions.
“Keep it up….”
“Damn it…!!”
Lennok passed by the corpses of knights who were neither dead nor alive, and stood before the people bound in prison.
The prisoners breathed silently at the purple eyes that shone viciously beyond the black masks.
“Hee hee… … .”
“….”
Lennok ignored the prisoners and turned his attention to the serum collected by the knights. There were more important things to do than determining their treatment right now.
Colossal amount of blood extracted from the guilty by torturing them to the point of death.
A considerable amount of blood drawn from prisoners of different sex, race, age, and blood type, and poured and pooled together without distinguishing them separately.
What was it that the knights tried to do by extracting blood in such a rough way?
Following the direction the knights were transporting the serum, Lennok discovered the hidden space and knew the answer.
“…eight?”
A huge right arm occupying one side of the wall of the vast prison cell.
It has a skinny appearance with skinny skin, but its size easily exceeds that of an ordinary human.
It looks bizarre, as if a giant’s arm was cut off and stored in the basement of the fortress.
On top of the skin of such an arm, dozens of thin IVs are inserted and blood is being supplied.
[Looks like he was collecting blood because he needed a blood pack.]
Agneta whispered with a bewildered expression.
[But does it move to supply blood to the already severed arm?]
“….”
The Giant’s Citadel. The ruins of the Colossus Corps.
Is the giant’s arm now located here also the remains of the fortress that corresponds to the source of the rumor?
However, instead of rolling his head to resolve such questions, Lennok immediately pulled out a magician and inserted it into the amputated surface of his arm.
charleuk!!
Lennok, who had been concentrating for a long time with his mouth closed, nodded as if he had pointed out the direction he wanted.
“It’s not too difficult to find the nervous system because of the size of the arm.”
[What?]
The moment Agneta understood the meaning of the words and asked back.
thud!
The giant’s fingers began to wriggle slowly on the spot.
The giant’s forearm moves slowly with Lennok’s right hand.
Lennok, who obtained control of his arm by connecting his nervous system with magic thread, smiled.
“It looks like I got something more interesting than I thought.”
