Chapter 69
Chapter 69
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: Magic Genius with Korean Patch
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‘Wasn’t it just for simple communication?’
Ever since obtaining the artifact from Jack.
Jeon hadn’t fully understood its function.
He’d conducted various experiments in his spare time while researching at the White Tower, but no matter what he tried, the artifact wouldn’t activate at all.
‘Is it something else entirely?’
So Jeon had stared intently at Balkazar from the moment he pulled out the artifact, watching exactly how he used it.
But Balkazar’s method was simply infusing it with mana.
Just as Jeon was pondering this seemingly ordinary activation in his mind.
“Kieeeek!”
The chimera’s rampage was growing increasingly severe, forcing him to tear his gaze away from Balkazar.
‘Right, deal with that thing first!’
The grotesque creature, swinging its massive body like a whip, was putting the group in dire straits.
‘That body serves as both offense and defense simultaneously.’
The whip-like body never paused for a moment, lashing back and forth relentlessly.
Thanks to its unique elasticity, it kept pressing the attack without letup. Enhanced by Balkazar’s mana, the chimera’s body was like a mana-fueled storm in itself.
“Most spells don’t even faze it!”
“And it’s ridiculously fast too!”
Tasha’s barrage of 4th Circle magic did nothing, and Rector couldn’t even close in due to its hit-and-run speed.
The solution might be high-circle magic to crush it with sheer power, but...
‘Lady Kalid, Ralph—no openings for them!’
The other chimeras, excluding the centipede-form one, were relentlessly clinging to just the three of them.
Jeon, who needed time for high-circle spells, along with Kalid and Ralph.
They swarmed indiscriminately, refusing to give even a moment’s respite.
‘If there’s any way...!’
In the end, it came down to Rector and Tasha, who were facing lighter pressure.
So after blocking the chimeras charging at him once more, Jeon shouted toward Rector.
“Rector! If that attack stops even for a moment, can you take it down?”
“Of course! If it stops, that is!”
The current chimera was attacking and defending simultaneously by whipping its elastic body around.
But if that assault halted for just an instant, Rector could rush in and unleash hell.
“Silver!”
-Got it!
At Jeon’s call, Silver beside him nodded and charged at the centipede-form chimera.
Silver’s Guardian wasn’t ordinary defense.
It wasn’t just blocking—it nullified all the enemy’s attacking energy to zero in an instant.
“Kieeeek!”
Thus, the moment the whip-like chimera body collided with Silver.
Fwaaah!
Silver light burst forth, freezing the chimera’s movement for a split second.
“Now!”
“Perfect!”
The instant the wild lashing stopped.
Rector, who’d been waiting, charged full force at the chimera.
“Got you, you bastard!”
Kwajik! Kwajijik!
Even a brief pause exacted a heavy toll on the chimera.
Rector’s stone ‘Giant’s Hand’ pummeled it mercilessly.
On top of that, Tasha unleashed her 4th Circle magic without restraint.
“Kieeeek!”
Before it could resume its assault, the centipede-form chimera’s body began crumbling.
Confirming the massive chimera collapsing, Jeon turned to face the ones charging at him again.
‘Hm?’
Then, amid the disintegrating body, an object caught Jeon’s eye.
A black orb, just like the artifact he possessed.
‘Is it a linked-type artifact?’
If so, that would explain why his wouldn’t respond no matter what.
If Balkazar’s was the transmitter and that one the receiver, his might be a receiver-only type needing its own transmitter.
“Oh, taking down a chimera made from over ten bodies, huh.”
Utterly unaware Jeon had figured it out, Balkazar still exuded leisure even as his creation fell.
“Then what about twenty—no, thirty?”
Kududuk—Kudududuk!
As he infused mana into the artifact again, not only the corpses forming the existing chimera but also those defeated by Jeon’s group gathered once more.
“Damn it!”
Rector tried to block the reforming, swelling chimera, but it was tough.
The surrounding chimeras had already swarmed to interfere.
But that eased the pressure on Jeon, Kalid, and Ralph momentarily, and Jeon seized the chance.
“Cover me!”
Tadat!
Infusing mana throughout his body to boost his physical abilities, Jeon launched toward the forming chimera.
The nearby chimeras rushed desperately to intercept, but...
“Not on my watch!”
Ralph’s swift response blocked them, failing their attempt.
By the time Jeon arrived before the forming chimera...
“Grrrr!”
It had taken the form not of a centipede but a monster with six legs, roaring in fury.
But Jeon ignored its reaction entirely.
‘The orb is what matters.’
The chimera wasn’t complete yet.
Its surface was slightly exposed on the outside.
Confirming this, Jeon swung Lunareik without hesitation.
Hwaruruk!
The silver flame tail, mixed with mana flow and shaped by rune magic, shot out not in three prongs but as a single spear.
Without other rune enhancements, it couldn’t deal significant damage to the chimera, but it successfully burned the flesh covering the orb’s surface.
Exposing it further.
“Got it!”
Jeon lunged and gripped the fist-sized orb firmly.
“Grrrk!?”
Only now realizing Jeon’s target, the chimera thrashed, but with arms not yet formed, it could only writhe helplessly.
“That thing?”
From afar, Balkazar spotted Jeon targeting the orb.
He ordered his chimeras to focus on Jeon while amplifying the mana into his artifact.
Wuuung!
The orb in Jeon’s hand vibrated violently, drawing in even distant chimera corpses.
“Kuh!”
Thud! Thud! Thud thud!
Especially toward Jeon holding the orb, the corpses flew and clung concentratedly.
“I’ll make you part of it.”
Just a bit longer, and he’d be buried in the chimera’s flesh as planned.
But Jeon hadn’t grabbed it blindly.
Wuuung!
Lunareik in his other hand generated a fierce mana flow.
This flow started at its tip and soon enveloped Jeon’s entire body.
Peoseok! Peoseoseok!
The distortion field Jeon created deflected all incoming chimera flesh elsewhere.
And not just that.
“Grrrk!?”
The monster-form chimera’s body tilted sharply, its merging flesh decomposing and dropping to the ground.
As if the external mana supply had been cut, the nearly complete chimera’s condition deteriorated rapidly.
‘Just as I thought.’
That was exactly Jeon’s goal.
Distortion Field fundamentally filled a space with mana, generating turbulent flows to block external access.
‘It works both ways—outward too.’
The reason Ralph released his distortion field when attacking despite using it defensively.
Its surface blocked outward attacks from inside as well.
In other words...
The mana from this artifact was blocked by the distortion field, unable to escape.
For the chimera fueled by that mana, it was as good as severed supply.
“What is this...!”
Balkazar, watching leisurely, was the most shocked by Jeon’s move.
He’d stayed composed amid his chimeras being cut down thanks to the artifact recycling the dead.
‘A gift from the Apostle himself!’
The ‘Emblem of Dominion,’ granted only to high priests in the Luin Order, consisted of a main body held by Balkazar and subsidiary receivers it could generate.
These subsidiaries took on functions as intended by the user during creation. Balkazar had infused his specialty—chimera creation—into his.
‘And now it’s blocked?’
With the artifact, his chimera horde was nearly infinite.
Growing stronger and larger with more dead, delivering endless despair.
Yet that power was nullified just by the kid grabbing the artifact.
“Why! Why!”
No matter how much mana Balkazar poured via the main body, nothing changed.
He didn’t know the details, but vaguely sensed it was due to the strange mana barrier around the kid.
“You’re being a real nuisance!”
Eudeuk.
He’d come out half for amusement.
With plans derailed, his mood soured sharply.
Resentment toward these guys and Kairon boiled within.
“You lot must be the ones hanging around that old man Kairon, right?”
He’d planned to merge them into one chimera anyway.
“Guess I’ll toss it to the old geezer as a gift.”
The traitor who still clung to old ties.
Gifting him a chimera of these fools would twist his face nicely.
“Yeah, that’ll do.”
Seeing that grimace might soothe his own twisted heart.
Decision made, Balkazar stopped holding back.
Stuffing the now-useless Emblem into his pocket, he drew his staff.
“I’ll crush you myself...!”
Guuuung!
With his words, massive mana stirred from his hand as a spell began casting.
A 5th Circle master at the peak.
The magic forming was a 5th Circle secret art from the Order.
He planned to bombard the foes amid his chimeras.
“Now then, where shall I...?”
But when his spell finished, the scene before him differed from his vision.
“Huph!”
First, a massive stone hand was swinging right at his face.
“What the—!”
Dodging hastily, a sharp lightning spear plunged from above.
“...!”
No time to evade, he fired his completed spell upward to block it.
Barely repelling the assault, he glared at his attackers.
There stood the hulking mage Rector and Jeon behind him, prepping another spell.
“You—how!?”
“Your numbers thinned out enough that we can handle you now.”
While Balkazar panicked over the Emblem’s failure.
Jeon’s group had devised their own strategy.
Without the composite chimera from the Emblem, Kalid, Ralph, and Tasha could manage the regulars.
Balkazar’s overconfidence in the Emblem let numbers dwindle unchecked, now giving the trio breathing room.
“You dug your own grave.”
No truer words for Balkazar now.
Of course, he had no intention of taking this lying down.
“You insolent brats!”
Gugung!
Magic began casting in his hand again.
This time, a speed-focused 4th Circle spell.
“Not today!”
Rector charged, sensing it.
Kwaaang!
The Giant’s Hand clashed with Balkazar’s magic, canceling both.
“You pest!”
Balkazar gnashed his teeth at the onrushing Rector.
The foe wielded constant-effect magic for close combat.
And each blow too potent to dismiss lightly—requiring at least 4th Circle counters, which just canceled out.
‘To suppress with 5th Circle... but he’s too fast!’
This wasn’t mage vs. mage—it was knight vs. mage.
Mages favored distance, knights proximity.
Thus, even a lesser knight could fell a mage up close.
Likewise, 4th Circle battle mage Rector was pressuring 5th Circle Balkazar by forcing melee.
“You damn mongrels...!”
Vulgar curses escaped Balkazar as the tide turned against him.
Rector was holding his own, but Balkazar wouldn’t lose so easily.
Time would reveal the gap.
But Rector wasn’t alone.
‘This one’s manageable, but that kid behind—what’s he plotting!?’
The real threat: the kid who neutralized the Emblem.
He hadn’t acted yet, but any move would swing things disastrously.
‘What’s that brat preparing... Huh?’
Anxious about the kid, Balkazar repelled Rector and glanced at Jeon.
Too late—Jeon’s spell was complete.
“Too slow.”
Jeon calmly spoke to the dismayed Balkazar and unleashed it.
A spell crafted by layering silver flame tails via Lunareik and rune magic.
Three-pronged silver flame storm surged at Balkazar.
“Damn it!”
Balkazar hastily rallied mana against the onslaught.
Even full-power 5th Circle couldn’t match it head-on.
“Kwaaaaak!”
Kwaaaaang! Despite his struggle, he was swept away powerlessly.
“K-Kuh... Kugh...”
Somehow, he clung to life post-storm.
But one arm and leg gone, the rest charred horrifically.
Alive, but not living.
‘Old man! Old maaaaan!’
Desperately, he inwardly cried out to Kairon, grasping his last lifeline.