Genius Magician Who Eats dicine Episode 641
Makina Martial Law (1)
“ister was murdered!!”
“Find Commissioner Hers. Right Now!!”
“Close all passages of the Simseonggwan. From now on, make sure no one can leave this place!!”
Doo doo doo!!!
An uninhabited island with a huge jungle. The interior of the sea barrier wall.
Soldiers wearing suits and holding firearms are running around searching.
A bloody and desperate montum that can’t be urgent. They, too, have an intuition that an irreversible accident has occurred in Simseonggwan.
Radars and magical power sensors activated by soldiers from all sides rotate ceaselessly, stirring up the core of the mind.
“Whoa… … .”
Lennok kept the magic of erasing his presence and slowly walked away from the soldiers.
A unique landscape with transparent glass cavities and huge conveyor belts all over the island.
However, Lennok, who looked directly into the Ascension Gate, knew what the reason for this place’s existence was.
The legacy of Ascension Gate is a passage through which information from the already destroyed 2nd World is extracted and drawn out as a rigid body.
Machine City Machina was using that power to prepare a space called Simseonggwan and randomly extracting information and artifacts from the old world.
At the gate above the lake, trade the legacy of the Old World using the law of the Iron Discipline.
The heritage obtained in this way is sorted on a huge conveyor belt that leads to the outskirts of the island.
Old world literature, music, biology, technology, etc. are divided, classified, and stored according to standards and value categories.
When the barrier is opened every quarter of the chanical city’s divisions, empty the entire personnel and supplies collected and replace the personnel.
The existence of Simseonggwan itself was not a storage of relics of the old world, but a space for producing and extracting them.
But Lennok’s eyes were still deeply sunken as if he were dreaming.
‘leader… … .’
New slayer of the old world.
I didn’t expect that Hers would find out that the na he pretended to be looking for refers to the head of Pandemonium.
And that fact indirectly suggested more deadly and complex secrets to Lennok.
The first is coincidence. The second is inevitable. Third is destiny.
What does it an that the leader knows that?
How did that declaration of trying to delay the destruction by shooting God co to fruition?
Was he really one of the transcendentalists who reached this world hoping for the ‘next’?
“… … .”
Nothing is certain.
However, it is also clear that the mories of facing each other beyond the door are not lies.
Because the trajectory of life lived like that, the ti when the life that was not short was disappearing was fitting like a puzzle.
‘but… … There are facts that cannot be explained by that alone.’
Slowly the focus began to return to Lennok’s eyes, which had been constantly rummaging through mories and anguish.
‘I said I would find another way, not ascension. but… … .’
He created an organization called Pandemonium and walked backwards through the world’s ti to exist as a part of the Transcendent.
This is strong proof that the captain chose to ascend to the next level, contrary to Gohan who said he would find another way.
Even after killing God and reaching Ascension, he still longs for sothing else in this world.
Without knowing that, Lennok would no longer be able to understand the existence of the leader.
Fortunately, there is still a way.
‘Hers. He must know more than I’ve seen.’
If Hers is the mory itself left to the ascendants of the old world, other mories and secrets can be discovered just by studying its existence.
The difference that exists between the mories Lenok saw through the door and Hers, which has beco the mory itself.
Lennok intended to find Hers again and inquire into the details.
click!!
The key design code for the Gate of Ascension was copied and acquired by Darby the mont he returned from seeing his mory.
What remains is to reach Hers at the top of the chanical city of Makina through the fruits he has accumulated as a craftsman and the information he has learned from the seawall.
But before that, there was still one thing left to do.
‘I told you that a ister nad Oason tried to fix Terer’s end himself.’
Lennok’s eyes softened as he quickly recalled the conversation between the isters.
An old world horse gun that Lennok had upgraded at the selection ceremony.
Lennok rembered that so of the interested isters had tried to fix it properly.
‘Then, there is a high possibility that horse guns exist in the area that Oason was in charge of. I have a pentarect plugged in, so if I can find the exact location… … .’
Kwaaaaang!!
A huge explosion occurred on the other side of the island, and smoke began to rise from all over the place.
The faces of the soldiers who checked the direction of the island from which the explosion had exploded completely changed.
“The special prison where the city subjects are confined… … !!”
“Divide the platoon and subdue it!! You won’t be insane, so subdue it as quickly as possible!!”
test subject. It must refer to those who paid for the door and were used for the purpose of extracting the legacy of the old world.
Considering Boyan’s mories, most of them volunteered for this job in exchange for huge amounts of money or money.
It was used for the purpose of gathering information from the old world by gathering those who did not feel objection to the fact that their mories were taken away.
In any case, this gap is an opportunity as the forces of the soldiers begin to disperse in all directions.
“Whoa… … ”
Lennok, who injected another stimulant ampoule with trembling hands, started walking again on the wall of the glass cavity.
An important area located in the center of the island without a doubt if it was a joint that isters were in charge of.
It must have been the area that dealt with material heritage that artisans could directly touch.
Considering that Area 12F, where Lennok disguised himself as a soldier and infiltrated, was in charge of creatures, it is likely that he was far away from that side.
Through him, if you calculate the topography of the island and the circulation of the conveyor belt, and select the necessary candidate site –
Tirling!!
“This way.”
The watch-type equipnt I made to track the location of the pentarect started responding for the first ti.
A huge hemispherical glass do draped under the shade among lush greenery.
Inside, a huge conveyor belt rotates non-stop, sending various stolen items away.
However, perhaps because there are no soldiers who should have been helping the isters sort the equipnt, the equipnt spills out from the inside of the glass do and gets stuck on the floor.
Whoa!!!
A neat wooden workbench located at the edge of such a glass do.
A view of an old musket standing obliquely on top of it.
Wow Jangchang!!
The mont Lennok smashed the glass do without hesitation and picked up the musket lying in it.
“… … .”
Lennok stopped his hand and turned his gaze to one side.
“I was waiting for you.”
Sitting there was an old man with a pale complexion, breathing heavily, not even hiding his bloodied appearance.
He sits on a chair and trembles with his hands on his knees.
Lennok muttered, having easily recognized the opponent’s true identity.
“The na was Oason… … .”
“I thought you would co here.”
Oasson murmured with difficulty as if he was trying to squeeze his words out.
“Other isters have been looking for ways to survive, but there is no next one for . In that case, I just decided not to leave any regrets.”
“… … .”
regret it
Instead of replying, Lennok looked at Oason’s trembling side.
Bloodstains dripping down every ti you breathe beyond the sticky level of blood.
It was already far beyond the level of resuscitation through hemostasis or treatnt.
Had she already suffered irreparable wounds while running away from the spirits of the old world that Hers descended on?
Oason, knowing that he would not live long, was sure that Lennok would co here, and he was guarding this place alone.
Sensing sothing in the action, Lennok asked.
“What do you want?”
“You ca to bring the end of Terer, right? take it.”
Oason raised his trembling hand and pointed at the horse gun.
“In exchange, I want you to do one favor for , Lyman.”
“… … .”
“When I got my hands on this artifact to repair it, I found out that there is an unknown part inside it.”
Looking at Lennok, who was leaning against the glass wall with his arms crossed, Oason struggled.
“If you were able to maintain the horse gun at the selection ceremony, I thought it was because of this part. That’s why I thought that soday I would definitely co to pick up this horse gun… … .”
It was only then that Lennok realized why Oason had discovered his identity.
Oason did not notice the loophole or alibi of Lyman’s identity itself.
However, he recognized that the pentarect was an unusual item and believed that Lennok had repaired the horse gun through it.
That’s why, at this point, he thought that the existence that ca to retrieve the horse gun would be Lyman himself.
‘Funny. Is this the mindset of a ister-level craftsman?’
He didn’t pay attention to the alibi, magic pattern, disguise, and habits that Lennok had created to conceal his identity.
He was only making and repairing equipnt as a craftsman, thinking of soone who would think about this part like himself, and making associations and reasoning.
Oason’s words, which were based only on vague imagination and speculation, ironically pointed accurately at the truth of Lennok’s identity.
However, Lennok asked coldly, not showing such sentints outwardly.
“so?”
“… … Who you are will not matter now.”
As Oason said, he took sothing out of his arms with trembling hands.
A small vial the size of a finger. The refreshing sky-blue liquid flowing inside is impressive.
Oason, who slowly set the vial down on the workbench, spoke with difficulty.
“It’s a seaweed that can lift the curse on Narcissa’s body. Can you pass this on to her?”
“… … .”
Lennok didn’t answer, staring blankly at the vial.
Narcissa was still unconscious after being assassinated.
It was not only because of the serious injuries she received, but also because of the unknown curse spell contained in the assassin’s bullet.
The fact that Oason has such a curse spell-type antidote… … .
“You were the one who orchestrated the assassination of Narcissa Solr.”
Oason nodded his head with difficulty.
“She tried to keep the Ascension Gate’s Legacy from being used. It was hard to ignore Narcissa, who had a strong say within the Warhamr faction. so… … .”
“Is it an object using the old world curse spell?”
“okay… … Hers gave it to .”
It wasn’t a lie when Hers ntioned the culprit behind Narcissa’s assassination to the isters.
Beyond the level of simple questioning, did Hers directly hand over the assassination thod itself to Oason?
Lennok thought so and quietly picked up the vial.
I keep the old dusty musket in my arms and even retrieve the pentarect attached to it.
“Huh, I made a difficult request… … sorry… … .”
“There’s no need to be sorry, it’s just a late deal.”
Lennok answered, looking at Oason, who was losing his breath, with a calm gaze.
“You must have calculated and asked for a favor.”
Since Hers betrayed the isters, it is highly likely that Oason will spread the fact that he tried to assassinate Narcissa.
That’s why Oason deliberately waited for Lyman, who was an outsider, and tried to ask him to treat Narcissa instead.
If such a request was made to the other isters, the fact that Oason himself orchestrated the assassination of Narcissa would inevitably spread.
If so, even after Oason himself dies, his disciples and children will suffer the sa calamity.
If you’re lucky, Oason’s cris will be buried, and even if Narcissa is cured, the chances of those left behind will be reduced.
Lennok had seen that through long ago and was not very grateful to Oason.
Oason also smiled wryly and nodded slowly, probably understanding what he was saying.
“that… … that’s right… … If that… … okay… … .”
The old man’s hand, which was gripping the side of which dripping blood, slowly loses its strength.
At the sa ti, Oason’s breath stopped completely, as if he was leaning back on a chair.
As if falling asleep in a sitting position, Oason’s breath had stopped, and his eyes lost their focus as he blankly looked up into the sky.
Lennok watched the scene without a word, then placed his hand on Oason’s head and raised his mana.
Among the magic or witchcraft necromancy, there is also a technique that turns the brains of the dead upside down and forcibly extracts fragnts of their mories.
I don’t think there will be any problems, but it would be better to delete the information about Lyman and the conversation we had just now.
Lennok, who finished the simple action, brushed his forehead, closed his eyes, and turned around.
“The way to the outermost part of the island. Guide to the fastest route possible.”
[The route calculation is over!]
Darby, as if understanding Lennok’s thoughts, quickly took the coordinates to the outskirts of the island where Lennok woke up.
shoot!!
Taking out the probe on the artificial shore with calm waves, Lennok quickly inspected that there was no internal or external damage, and imdiately boarded it.
The mont he tried to use the ability of Kaise’s pocket watch at the end of the invisible barrier by going to the end of the beach.
As if Darby sensed sothing, he reversed the probe with full power and moved away from the edge of the barrier.
Woooo!!
[Master!!]
“Yes. water pressure… … !!”
I haven’t even escaped outside the barrier yet, but I sense intense water pressure that seems to crush the probe.
The mont Lennok realized this and raised his magical power, the entire undersea reservoir wall began to rotate counterclockwise like a lie.
At the sa ti as the transparent coastal scenery is distorted, a gigantic jagged cliff erges from beyond.
Cuguaguagua!!!
With a deafening roar, the barrier opens wide, drawing the shape of a wide sea road leading to the middle of the deep sea.
The impact of opening the barrier forces the sea water to rotate, creating an ocean current that can escape from the influence of water pressure and rise to the ground.
It must have been designed so that ships carrying personnel working in Simseonggwan could safely enter the barrier.
“This… … .”
The mont Lennok opened his mouth slightly after checking the elaborately designed waterway to prevent seawater from entering the barrier.
The sound of the sharp machine resounded loudly through the waterways.
[Violation of the highest level of security rules confird on-site. Secure the suspect in this place by acting on behalf of the Ex Machina .
… !!
At the end of the tens of ters waterway, a shark the size of a house swam upside down and scattered intense ultrasonic waves.
He glared at Lennok with his red eyes flashing eerily, but what caught his attention more than that was his grotesque appearance comparable to his size.
The half-body of a shark is a machine, and the half-body is made up of smooth fins and a bizarre body.
As if a living animal was converted into a combat weapon, the sharp and terrifying steel and the body of the beast.
And on top of the shark’s head, the upper body of a human was joined as if to coexist.
A muscular body of steel. In one hand, he held a trident the size of several ters and fluttered his hair.
[Commander of the Deep Sea Corps of the 4th Corps of the chanized Corps. Triton Neseus Okeanos.]
The magic that spreads between the bodies created by the fusion of sharks and humans vibrates the entire sea.
[Under the ergency martial law, with the authority of the corps commander, you are arrested for 12 special felony charges, including urban rebellion.]
“… … .”
chanized Corps Deep Sea 4th Corps.
Realizing the aning of those words, Lennok’s face hardened.
A military group in charge of the defense of the machine city of Machina, and a military organization that never intervened in matters within the city.
A central defense departnt that is allowed to intervene only in foreign conflicts or war-like conflicts.
Although it is not comparable to the execution agency in terms of a small elite, the firepower of the military corps created to go to war far exceeds the execution agency.
Clear evidence that the chanical city of Makina began preparing for war at the sa ti that the highest alert was issued on the seawall.
What does it an that the opponent is the commander of the Deep Sea 4 Corps?
Lennok’s gaze quickly scanned the body of the corps commander who identified himself as Triton.
‘Magic… … .’
The magic I can feel is around the 7th level.
However, the mana flowing from the body mixes with the seawater and amplifies the weight class itself like crazy.
Cuguaguagua!!!
Simply put, in terms of output, speed and impact equivalent to level 8.
He possesses the talent to bring out his fighting power beyond the limit under the sea, befitting his title as the leader of the Deep Sea Corps.
Or a monster that fused itself with a shark in order to obtain the power to match it.
[master… … !!]
A high-ranking superman specialized in deep-sea maneuvers and combat. No, can that be called the sa human being in the first place?
That figure that jumped the hierarchy using magic engineering and bionic engineering is literally the monster itself that has risen to the top of the chanized army.
[Considering the remaining power and durability of the probe, the battle is… … .]
“I know.”
An extre demonic realm where only the opponent can display the power that only the opponent possesses.
Fighting in the sea thousands of ters below where you can’t even move is the sa as committing suicide.
Answering that, Lennok quickly twisted the barrel in his arms and took out his equipnt.
Clap!!
An old, dusty musket. The end of Terer, who was taken over by Oason.
A relic of the old world and exclusive equipnt for the Horse Musketeers. And the artifact that the leader himself carried.
‘I haven’t adjusted properly yet… … .’
Now that he has returned from seeing Hers’ mories, Lennok understands exactly how to use them.
The mont the pentarect is deford and inserted, and magical energy is blown into it, the shape of the musket flips over and changes on the spot.
Charreureuk!!
Not the shape of a lizard shown at the selection ceremony, but a speargun with a sharp and hard shape resembling an elongated marlin.
At the sa ti as the long speargun was twisted inside the probe, the archangel’s compassion began to shine.
keying… … !!
Lennok murmured at the mont when the interior of the probe was mixed with white and ultramarine magic lights.
“I’ll throw it away at once. Auxiliary operations please.”
[I’m ready!!] If
ti drags on here for a long ti, a significant portion of the inco earned in the seawall will lose its aning.
Clap!
The tip of the speargun aid precisely at Triton’s shark head swimming in the distance.
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