The drug-eating genius wizard, episode 681,
the oldest lineage (3)
Armand 3’s completely unexpected declaration of escape.
The other Armands were frightened at the words of the alter ego, who had suddenly set out to find a new self.
“Sounds crazy….”
“no way!! You are my alter ego!!”
“Feel free to think. I will live on my own from now on.”
The alter egos of Armand raise their blades as if they would fight each other right in front of the underground cave.
Lennok looked at those alter egos and opened his mouth as if he was dumbfounded.
“I’m sorry, but the magic I just cast wasn’t an attempt to guarantee the alter ego’s identity.”
“what?”
“Nonsense.”
Armand 3 frowned.
“This mana flowing through my body right now was the breath that awakened my soul. Are you willing to give me this power and deny my identity?”
“….”
Somehow, it seems that I have developed a very sensitive expression.
Could it be because the augmented magic had strange side effects?
“I said I was lucky….”
Lennok said that and raised his mana.
Two lightning bolts spinning in the air fell simultaneously.
[God of the Lore (余雷身)]
[God of the One Way (一道贈勵)]
[God of the God of the God (余雷身)]
[Eight Heads (Two Heads)]
Jiji Jik!!!
The augmentation magic that was thrust into the heads of Armand 1 and Armand 2 instantly inflated their abilities in different directions.
“Oooh!!”
“strength…!!”
“Solid!! why do they… … !!” Armand 1 and 2
looked
astonished in disbelief. Armand 3 shouted with a puzzled expression .
“It was because I thought I could compare the three revisions of my augmented magic at the same time.”
“…yes?”
“If the abilities and magical powers of the three clones are the same, wouldn’t it be convenient to compare them by applying different augmentation magics to the same specimen?”
“….”
Only then did the clones shut their mouths, realizing why Lenok had cast augmentation magic on his clones and made sure they were maintained properly.
I wasn’t concerned about the side effect of weakening the augmented magic I put on or of realizing my identity.
It was purely an idea to compare the revised version of magic developed by Lennok and to test its effectiveness.
From the beginning, Lennok had no choice but to study his own magic through Armand’s alter ego.
Armand 2 muttered as if it were absurd.
“Oh no, why are you doing research on me at this point….”
“It’s rare to have a chance to verify this in practice with a sample like this.”
Lennok laughed.
“And it’s not like I can’t experiment with my body.”
“….”
Lennok realized the usefulness of the Goddess of God from a long time ago and has been steadily researching to increase its power and efficiency.
Increase power and lower fuel efficiency, or increase reaction speed and lower sensitivity.
A method of improving the version so that it can be used in various situations by changing the system or nature of the ability augmented through the goddess.
Of course, the augmented magic he had been researching was being used to cast on the vanguard with Lennok.
Its final purpose is, of course, for Lennok’s own use.
In the battle between superhumans and monsters beyond their limits, Lennok himself struggles to get even one more chance in close combat.
The opportunity to simultaneously test it on the same specimen as this was rare.
“The output and fuel efficiency are different for each improved version, but each will be guaranteed to last for about 10 minutes. In other words, we don’t have much time to compare samples.”
“….”
“What are you doing?”
Lennox laughed and shook his head.
“Not moving quickly.”
* * *
Kwaaaaang!!
A huge underground cave with black walls.
A flash of light, divided into three branches, runs rapidly between the shadows where the darkness has fallen.
Faaaaaa!!
Shouts erupted from all directions as the flash of light penetrated the hallway inside the cave.
“It’s an intruder!!”
“Put on the protection and activate the magic circle!!”
“We slow down and set out to intercept. Move from the vanguard!!”
People in black robes jumped out from all over the hallway, grabbed thick black magic and threw it with all their might.
Magical energy thrown in all directions of the corridor bound my thoughts and stood up as a huge barrier, pouring down black flames like rain.
Doo doo doo!!
However, several young men with the same face rushed at the same time to suppress the warlock’s resistance.
Wood Deuk!!
A young man with an unusually large physique pushes the barrier and the other two jump on his knees and shoulders.
One of the two new models leaped into the air and disappeared on the spot, stabbing the backs of the warlocks.
The other pierced through the ranks of wizards who tried to chant without hesitation.
Kagagak!!
“Quaaaaagh!!”
“You are so fast!!”
“Nonsense. Compared to the available horsepower, the power is outrageous… … !!”
Three young men break through, mercilessly killing warlocks screaming from all sides.
Behind the remnants of the fast-moving black magicians, a wizard with a staff walked slowly.
Kwajik!!
“Turn it off…!!”
The battle was over before long.
The battle between the three stopped only after they crossed the wide corridor and penetrated the plaza where the huge stairs were located.
Pitch Pitch!!
With every step he took, an intense flow of electricity blew out, dimly lighting up the dark plaza.
The three Armands slowly picked up different momentum.
“haha…!!”
Each of them has a different degree of exhaustion, but they are breathing heavily with an expression of extreme fatigue.
Lennok walked into the plaza last and nodded at the three of them.
“You will be more tired than you think. No matter how effective augmentation magic is, it can’t help but draw and use the target’s energy.”
“….”
“I expected it, but as expected, the second revision is the most effective. The other two still need adjustment.”
A goddess of light that grants the user powerful physical enhancement and thunderbolt properties.
However, the revised version created by adjusting the fuel efficiency and power of the existing goddess is still under research.
Of the four three extremes, only one of these two is the most suitable for the purpose of combat.
The other two separated pros and cons a little too far, and were somewhat alienated from their original purpose.
“I don’t think the idea of dividing detailed stats according to use itself is bad, but…It looks like you need to do some more research.”
“….”
Despite Lennok’s calm worries, Armand’s alter egos did not answer.
However, even though they look a little tired, they strangely notice each other and slightly widen their distance.
It is hard to believe that they are alter egos separated from one main body.
It is a bizarre sight, as if you are seeing competitors who need to be wary of each other, not the same alter egos.
Darby, who was watching the scene in his arms, shook his head.
[There is no skit. My identity is so immature… … . It seems that you still lack world experience.]
“….”
How would the alter egos react if they knew that they were being taught life lessons by the Brain Spirit, who had just been born a few years ago?
Instead of bothering to tell him the truth, Lennok silently removed the Goddess from Armand’s alter egos.
Jigsaw…!!
“ah!!”
“Ugh….”
Armand’s mana rapidly shrunk as he let out a desperate cry, and his expression changed drastically.
At the same time, the alter egos of Armand, who bowed their heads, merged into one and returned to Armand Martins himself.
Armand, who had been groping for himself in a daze, sighed and covered his face with one hand.
“Whoa….”
“How are you feeling?”
“…It’s the worst.”
Armand answered Lennok’s question weakly.
“I had a really nasty experience.”
“Of course, the augmentation magic I cast is a kind of power that can be retrieved and reaped at any time.”
Lennok smiled and said while fiddling with his wand.
“It’s unlikely that the alter ego’s new self will be awakened by such augmented magic… … . You were mistaken from the start.”
“yes. I know what you mean. I felt the urge inside me grow out of control.”
Armand staggered to his feet and answered.
Armand, who brushed his hair with a pale complexion, picked up the knife that had fallen.
“I think I may have misunderstood that I had an identity that got out of control as the urge that I myself was not aware of grew with augmented magic.”
“That’s a plausible guess.”
Armand’s alter egos did not awaken as new selves after receiving Lennok’s augmentation magic.
Superpower is an innate ability that is most affected by the organic nature of the body and mind.
Therefore, in the case of Armand, who uses his clone ability, he controls and manipulates his clone through the identity of his body.
However, as the alter ego received Lennok’s augmentation magic differed from the other egos, Armand’s mind began to mistake its identity.
The alter ego’s sudden behavior and a sudden change in tone are side effects caused by Armand’s own mind misjudging the alter ego.
Lennok had pointed out the fact to Armand, who had returned after disarming the Goddess.
“I solved it myself this time, but what if the enemy uses the same method?”
“….”
“They won’t listen to your control like they do now, or in the worst case, they’ll try to attack you directly.”
The figure of Armand with his head lowered without speaking.
“It would be good to make your alter ego a little different every day, so that even if the conditions change, you should plant the conviction that you are yourself. I don’t know much about superpowers, but… … .”
said Lennok, who picked up an old radio from the warlock’s corpse.
“In the end, it’s an ability that starts with believing in yourself. I’ve seen people go crazy because they couldn’t do it.”
“…understand. Now that I know there is a blind spot in my psychic powers, I will have to work harder. Thanks for the advice.”
“….”
Looking at Armand nodding his head as if he was convinced in his own way, Lennok took out the magic patterns of the Librarian Triad and put them together.
Although he said so, it was clear that the sudden deviation of Armand 3 was unexpected.
‘The Librarian Trilogy was basically an improved version made to enhance reflexes and thinking speed.’
Among the three improved versions, it is the only one that supports mental ability, so there may be more reasons for Armand 3’s abnormal behavior.
It seemed highly likely that there would be meaningful results if more research was conducted on the direction that was adjusted when creating the Saseo Samgeuk.
Lennok quickly put those thoughts together and picked up the radio he had picked up.
“If you calm down, look at this and talk.”
Beep beep –
When you press the button, an unknown beep leaks out and then cuts off.
“It works fine, but communication is not connected.”
“Is the communication network down?”
“If that was the case, a message would have popped up saying that communication could not be established at all.”
“then…?”
“Someone is intercepting the communication going through the middle.”
Armand’s expression hardened slightly as he understood Lennok’s words.
“They must be warlocks who worked hand in hand with Reisen.”
“Hold this up and try to find the point where the beep connects as long as possible.”
Following Lennok’s words, Armand retrieved several intact radios from the corpses of the warlocks and started sending radios from place to place using clones.
Even after being united once and divided again, the alter egos look awkward somewhere.
I hate to agree with Darby, but there really is no skit.
However, this irony is evidence of the precariousness that all psychics basically always live with.
That’s why an organization that couldn’t exist called the Transcendental Enlightenment Corps was born and is running on the central front.
For some innately talented people, the talent they were born with would be nothing more than a curse.
“Ban.”
Armand 9 waved at Lennok from the other side of the stairs.
Lennok immediately picked up the radio he was holding and pressed the button.
“Can you hear me?”
[yes. It is heard over the walkie-talkie.]
“Okay. Up to that point, it is still within the range of the radio.”
If the head of the black magicians is intercepting the radio’s communication in the middle, you need to find out how far the effective range is.
If you measure the boundary line where communication is stolen and reverse it, you will be able to guess the starting point from where communication is blocked.
Armand also moved immediately, as if he understood Lennok’s intentions.
“This way.”
“Keah!!”
Having dealt with the black magician hiding on the railing with a dagger, Armand climbed the stairs.
Armand tilted his head at the sight of Lennok looking at the stairs from below in silence.
“Are you not going to come up?”
“….”
The moment Lennok flicked his wand, the oil that had pooled under the floor rose in a lump and supported Lennok’s feet.
Wow!!
Lumps of grease dripping down hundreds of stairs in an instant, leaving Lennok on top of the railing on the second floor.
Armand looked at him and lowered his head as if he had made a mistake.
“sorry. I knew you were injured recently… … .”
“…Be careful in the future.”
* * *
Lennok immediately led Armand’s alter egos in front of him and ran through the corridor that stretched over the stairs.
An underground structure so hard and elaborately designed that it is hard to believe that it exists beneath the acrid sand plateau.
“To think that such an underground structure could be built with only a handful of people…. There must be a reason Senator Reisen entrusted them with slush funds.”
Armand muttered in surprise.
“They said it was made with hardened oil. Is there a reason why this material was chosen for a place like this?”
“well…. Maybe it was because I was trying to use it as a catalyst.”
“…Are you talking about the catalyst?”
“When I think of that, I understand why they were hiding slush funds in hiding around here.”
said Lennok, looking away.
“If the warlocks had succeeded in altering this mound of sand by using the hardened oil as a catalyst….”
When I lightly scraped the wall with the tip of my wand, something like a transparent crystal fell from it.
“Because the next process could have been handled using black magic.”
“…Is it a bail decision?”
Patting the dumbfounded Armand on the shoulder, Lennok started walking again.
The scenery of the corridor, which was only dark, gradually brightens, and the space spread out to the left and right continues to widen.
Corridors dotted with black solids change into transparent crystals.
Tea and tea!!
A room made of huge jewel crystals bent into an elongated disk.
Dozens of transparent glass pillars are tightly packed around the dazzling jewel room.
The glass pillar is filled with dark green liquid, and there are dozens of people floating in the liquid with their eyes closed.
“….”
Armand opened his mouth blankly, at a loss for words at the sight beyond imagination.
Lennok left Armand alone and looked at the people floating on the glass pillars.
“The pulse is alive. I’m breathing fine. It seems to be a device designed to sustain life.”
“this person….”
“Is the power of the device being solved by pouring oil? Solving production and supply in one way is an efficient idea.”
Took.
The moment he touched the tip of the wand, the glass pillar shattered, and a body covered in green liquid fell from within.
Wow Jangchang!!
In front of Armand, a naked man fell headfirst and rolled over.
Lennok pushed the fallen naked man over with his cane and watched his face closely.
“Looking at it now, I’m not perfectly fine, but quite healthy. If so, why was it stored this way?”
“How could such a large-scale human sacrifice take place near the Balkans…!!”
Armand stretched out his hand in his arms with a trembling voice.
Armand took out his cell phone and hurriedly dialed the number, but there was no connection.
Lennok looked at him and shook his head.
“You said you were intercepting all communications. Even because of the magnetic storm, there is no way the phone could be connected from the underground in the undeveloped district in the first place.”
“You need to call support right away!!”
“Will they let us go?”
“…!!”
Seeing the restless Armand, Lennok stood up with his cane.
“And this is not a sign of human sacrifice. It seems like they prepared in their own way, but the atmosphere is very different.”
If you are simply going to sacrifice a human being, there is no reason to keep it so carefully.
I wonder if there was a purpose other than preparing the sacrifice for the public offering.
Thinking so, Lennok took out a syringe from his pocket.
“I’ll wake you up and ask you directly.”
“What is it?”
“It’s a cordial that can make even dying demons rampage.”
As Lennok said, he inserted the needle into the fallen man’s heart.
“I don’t know why I lost consciousness, but if I get hit by this, I’ll come to my senses even if I don’t like it.”
hook!!
Insert the needle and push the drug inside.
An extreme method of administering drugs directly into the heart.
A normal human would probably die on the spot from a heart attack instead of coming to his senses.
But even knowing that, Lennok placed a cardiac drug on the man’s heart and tapped it lightly.
It was because they were already convinced that these bodies stuffed in front of them were not ordinary humans.
And the man who had been administered cardiac drugs suddenly opened his eyes on the spot.
An eerie figure staring at Lennok with his eyes open at the same time as dozens of people trapped inside the tank.
“…!!”
Their pupils were shaking and wriggling like thousands of worms crawling.
Contrary to Armand’s gnashing of teeth with a pale complexion, Lennox nodded knowingly.
“It was also this way.”
Strange signs felt in dozens of bodies, including this man.
And it was because this pupil, who seemed to be unable to maintain his self and dispersed right away, was in his memory.
Hundreds of Hive consciousnesses that believe themselves to be a single entity control their bodies and move.
A supernatural person who cannot clearly define the identity of his ability even inside Pandaemonium to the extent that it is said to be a kind of mentally contaminated disease.
Glenn, a hive mind holder who assisted the clown and Freyja in Operation Handbook’s Well, was buried here.
The moment Lennok opened his mouth to ask Glenn, who was conscious.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t wake him up here yet.”
A muffled voice echoed from behind the two of them.
A man with a tall physique with eyes that are similar even at first glance.
Unlike the dead expression that has sunk somewhere in black, the smile on the face is infinitely light.
The man smiled as he looked at Lennok with a bizarre gaze, his eyes spinning round and round.
“You are very sick. Would you like to put that down for a while and talk to me?”
Small jewels jingled like coins between the man’s hands.
