Episode 69
“Knights and mages who fall into Oblivio have their capabilities reduced compared to usual.”
Killian recited a fact he had confird through long experience.
A monster that moves not by rational thought but by instinct.
That would be an appropriate description for a 7th-star Superhuman in Oblivio.
“And yet, it’s this much…….”
Sticky sweat trickled down in the cavern's heat.
It was because the violet mana being emitted by Hegel Cornelia, who was synchronized with the Magic Tower, was imbued with fire.
‘They say he’s called Hell Cornelia on the continent. Now that I’m facing him, I see why.’
Mana that could be used infinitely by synchronizing with the Magic Tower.
The body of an Arch Mage that could efficiently release infinite mana.
‘To face the current Hegel Cornelia, it would probably take four Superhumans who have stabilized the 7th star.’
To subdue him safely, six would likely be needed.
‘I’ll have to hope Sir Celot can do the work of five Superhumans.’
If he was synchronized with the Magic Tower, it shouldn't be a difficult task.
Swish.
The violet mana that was approaching was split by the sword energy that flew out as if scattered.
Two minutes had already passed since Killian began his standoff with the mindless Arch Mage.
‘The mana he’s emitting is incredible, but it’s at the 7-star level.’
It was tricky to subdue the Head’s Mana Heart in this state without symptoms of reflux.
He glanced back.
A heavy mana was being emitted from Celot, who was preparing his Shik. It seed he had finished synchronizing with the Magic Tower, as his level was not inferior to the Head’s.
‘Both this one and that one are monsters.’
Swish.
After cutting through the approaching mana once more, he controlled the Head’s mana using Carpe.
If this turned into a war of attrition, he would surely lose, but fortunately, the Head was only showing signs of breaking Carpe with force.
The standoff had continued for five minutes.
‘I’ve almost used up all the mana I had stored in the scabbard.’
He would have to use the mana stored in Aether for the remaining five minutes.
‘After that, it would be clean if Sir Celot succeeds with his magic.’
Then, Hegel used magic for the first ti.
1-star magic. Fireball.
Killian shot down the ten fireballs that ford randomly in the air with his sword energy.
Then, a barrage of magic followed.
2-star magic. Fla Ball.
3-star magic. Chain Fire.
4-star magic. Fire Wall.
5-star magic. Inferno.
6-star magic. Fla Square.
Each ti Killian dismantled the magic that was being fired off without a formula, the level of the magic Hegel wielded rose sharply.
And.
7-star magic.
Hell Breath.
A lizard, about 2 ters long, was created next to Hegel.
When the lizard opened its mouth, violet flas poured out.
The flas that swallowed the sword energy directly hit Carpe.
Chiiiiik.
Carpe began to waver upon contact with the flas.
‘It’s burning the mana that makes up Carpe?’
Recognizing that 7-star magic was effective, four more lizards were created next to Hegel.
The five lizards opened their mouths in unison and spewed flas.
Carpe was lting away quickly.
‘Three minutes left until Sir Celot’s magic is complete.’
At this rate, Carpe would be destroyed in less than 30 seconds.
Sssss.
Killian ford a thick Sword mbrane in front of Celot.
Then, after strengthening Carpe by reducing its range, he took a step forward.
Hegel, who had already left five spells behind, was crossing the line Killian had drawn.
Swoosh.
His hand aid at Killian.
7-star magic.
Hell Raise.
The blazing violet mana materialized and lunged at Killian.
Crack.
A further strengthened sword energy cut through the magic.
“I told you not to cross the line.”
Eurasia Style, teor Flash.
The sword energy shot through the thrust-out sword pierced the lizards.
Kuuuuu.
A huge shadow fell over Killian’s head.
A palm, a fist, and two soles made of violet mana.
The already cast Hell Raise was descending.
Kwagwagwang.
The teor Flash, used once more, destroyed the four spells.
When he turned his head, a cluster of blazing flas was flying towards him.
Hell Fire, classified as 7-star magic.
‘About 30 seconds left.’
Without a mont to wipe the sweat that was flowing down, he swung his sword.
From the mont he realized that only 7-star magic was effective, magic was being fired off indiscriminately.
Then, the temperature of the area began to boil even more.
7-star magic. Hell Space.
“……!!”
The sword energy, unable to withstand the heat, lted the mont it left Carpe.
Then the Sword mbrane lted, and Carpe began to be dispelled.
‘Damn it.’
Killian drew up his mana with all his might.
To block this level of domain expansion, he either had to overwhelm it with mana or attack the caster.
‘Even if I were to deploy Carpe Illusion, it’s impossible to overwhelm the Magic Tower’s mana.’
It was when Killian was contemplating a direct attack on Hegel.
“Step back.”
“……!!”
Startled by a sudden, chilling cold, Killian moved to the side.
Celot, who had completed his magic, was extending his hand.
“Ice Age.”
Crack, crack, crack.
A new domain unfolded in response to Hell Space.
Simultaneously, the temperature of the cavern began to drop rapidly.
Unlike Hegel’s instinctively conjured magic, Celot’s magic was solidly structured.
Hegel Cornelia of fire magic, Celot Cornelia of ice magic.
The magic of the Head, called ‘Hell,’ and the Acting Head, called ‘Ten Thousand Ices,’ were clashing.
The gap began to widen in less than 10 seconds.
Crack, crack, crack, crack.
Hegel’s body began to freeze from the feet up.
Celot raised his staff.
“Cornelia Shik.”
He exhaled a breath and activated the magic he had finished calculating.
“Absolute Ti.”
Kiiiiiiing.
Violet mana materialized into ice.
Celot’s mana flowed into the Head’s frozen body.
Crack!!
Hegel, bound, froze completely without a chance to do anything.
It was not just a physical confinent; it stopped the target’s ti itself.
‘Absolute Ti. A sealing formula that stops ti by cutting off mana.’
He had seen Diana use it in the past.
It was a magic classified as 8-star, and it seed he had activated it using the Magic Tower’s mana.
‘Certainly, with this technique, it’s possible to separate Hegel from the Magic Tower.’
“Huuu…….”
Celot exhaled and gathered his mana. Violet mana was still swirling in his staff.
“You’ve worked hard.”
He had only used two spells, but his face looked weary from having put all his energy into them.
“It’s cold.”
“You can even joke. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to cast the magic so safely.”
“Is the magic not complete yet?”
Killian asked, looking at the staff.
“It will be complete when the mana embodying Ice Age has fully seeped into the Head’s body.”
‘It wasn’t a complete magic.’
Back then, Diana could only use it when she was at the mid-8th star level.
Celot seed to have limitations because he had modified and used it in his own way.
“Thanks to you, I got to see sothing amazing.”
“When we get back, I’ll treat you to so good liquor.”
“I’ll look forward to……”
It was the mont Killian was about to finish his sentence.
“……!!”
With a chilling feeling, he hastily retreated and looked back.
Ice Age was lting.
“…….”
“……!!”
Killian and Celot looked up at the sa ti.
On the cavern ceiling, in a place that couldn't be seen without enhancing one's vision, a small mana ball was floating.
Its size was small, but the high heat it emitted was not to be taken lightly.
Killian imdiately swung Aether.
Eurasia Style, Explosive Flash.
An explosion occurred from the unhesitating sword strike, but the mana ball remained unshaken even by the full-powered Explosive Flash.
“N-No…….”
Celot stamred, looking at the Ice Age that had lted by about fifty percent.
The formula of Absolute Ti, activated through Ice Age as a dium, was shaking.
Killian was just as bewildered.
Though small in size, what existed above their heads was definitely.
‘8-star magic, Solaris.’
It was because it was the sun magic that Diana used to use.
“He shouldn’t be able to use 8-star magic in a state of Oblivio, how…….”
‘Ice Age’ was lting, and ‘Absolute Ti’ was being dismantled.
Hegel’s frozen body began to stir.
Chiiiiik.
The blazing violet flas evaporated the ice crystals that had clung to his body.
Thud.
With each step he took, the temperature of the cavern rose sharply.
Violet mana shimred in Hegel’s eyes as he faced Killian and Celot. His eyes were deeply sunken, unlike before.
“Congratulations, Sir Celot.”
Killian raised Aether and focused his mind.
The temperature was such that even he, with the body of a Superhuman, would feel dizzy if he didn’t concentrate.
“The Head of Cornelia has reached the 8th star.”
“…….”
Celot let out a groan.
Facing them, the Head had felt a threat to his life and had completely manifested 8-star magic just before the sealing formula was complete.
‘And he broke through the wall.’
Killian let out a hollow laugh.
It was because the pressure he felt from Hegel was similar to that of Simon, the Head of Eurasia.
He had finally reached the 8th star, but he was rampaging.
‘Cutting the connection to the laboratories was a good choice.’
If not, the laboratories would have experienced another explosion by now, and the possibility of the Cornelia mages surviving in that process was unimaginable.
‘The mana in Aether and the scabbard is all used up.’
Killian assessed his remaining strength.
If he absorbed the mana Hegel was emitting incorrectly, he could fall into reflux
Also, his self-conjured 7-star level Mana Heart could not dismantle Solaris.
In the end, he deployed Carpe once more.
Chiiiiik.
The blue mana began to lt.
“Total Solar Eclipse.”
Tzzzzzz.
He poured out his mana and deployed Carpe Illusion.
As the three spheres began to absorb Solaris’s mana, the cavern’s temperature dropped.
At the sa ti.
Crack. Crack.
Cracks were forming on the three spheres.
It was because they could not completely absorb the 8-star magic.
‘Is weakening it the most I can do?’
At this rate, Carpe Illusion would be dismantled.
“Ice Square.”
Celot’s staff aid at Solaris.
A hexahedron made of violet ice trapped the high-heat mana ball, but.
Chiiik!
It was destroyed in less than 10 seconds.
Hegel, now completely free, stretched his hand into the air.
Fwoosh.
A huge fla seed to blaze beneath his feet, and then.
Thud.
A staff, refined into the shape of a spear, shot up.
Celot’s eyes shook greatly.
“This can’t be…… That should be stored in the Head’s office……”
“It seems he has also mastered 8th-star level summoning magic.”
Killian said as he wiped the sweat that was flowing down enough to obscure his vision.
“Can you still use 7-star magic?”
“Even if I synchronize with the Magic Tower…… at most, about ten tis.”
Ten 7-star spells. It was a power that could change the topography of a mountain range, but in this situation, it was nothing more than buying ti.
‘To think I’d have to risk my life in Cornelia.’
Keeping a close watch on Hegel’s movents, he doubly layered his Mana Skin and Sword mbrane.
“I request your support. I will now subdue Sir Hegel.”
“Don’t tell
you’re……”
Killian grinned and gripped the pendant around his neck.
It was a magic tool Sharle had given him just in case.
When he infused it with blue mana, violet mana blossod from the pendant.
[Na search magic is activated.]
The blossoming violet mana ford letters along with the Cornelia magic formula in front of his eyes.
[Authentication of direct blood relative, Sharle Cornelia.]
The magic formula and letters rearranged themselves in various ways, and then a gender-neutral voice of indeterminable age was heard in his ear.
[Confirmation of marital relationship between Sharle Cornelia and Killian Eurasia.]
“……?”
[Confirmation complete.]
‘Huh?’
The violet mana magic circle rotated.
[Blood relative authentication complete. Synchronizing with the Magic Tower’s mana.]
The combined violet and blue mana wrapped around Killian’s bewildered body.
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