The Book Eating Magician Chapter 227:

Chapter 227 – Great Battle (3)

Both powers fluctuated intensely in Theodore’s veins . His left hand became agitated like it was burning up, while his right hand was frozen cold .

Like Yin and Yang, they both responded and resisted each other . Indeed, the recoil of Abraxas, the magic which transcended circles, wasn’t comparable to other magic .  If Theodore lost concentration for even a moment, it would self-destruct with a repulsive force . Theodore’s nerves were tense because he knew this fact .

‘Still, I can do it . ’

He was nervous, but he was not afraid . The magic had once succeeded in imperfect conditions, so he was confident that he could succeed now .  Theodore kept his mind sharp .  Rather than waves eroding away at rocks, his nerves were like a few raindrops falling onto rocks .

He refined his spirit and gathered it at one point like a drop of water .  It was like inserting a thread into a tiny needle hole, but Theodore’s highly trained concentration made it possible .  

The two unstable forces circulated and started to reveal the shape of a sphere .

Wuuuuuu .  It emitted a calm resonant sound .  Unlike before, no strong magic storm occurred this time . There wasn’t even the slightest fluctuation as he maintained the contradictory existences .

Theodore stood at the boundary of Yin and Yang and looked down at the laws of the world .

“Forced Harmonization . ”

There was no need to use Umbra’s Dimensional Leave . Thanks to his awakened Sorcery, he had surpassed the limit of ‘impossible phenomena . ’

The chaos of heat and cold, set in the rules of thermodynamics which made up the world, didn’t prevail any longer . The magician who had reached the peak deviated from the world . The great magic, Abraxas, was a clue to the 8th Circle .

Then at the next moment, the nucleus of Theodore’s ‘world’ was born .

“…Umm . ” In contrast to the stable Theodore, Pan Helliones stiffened .  He was a warrior who had gone through many battlefields and was one step away from the borders of this world .  If he couldn’t gauge the nature of the phenomenon happening in front of him, then he would be so ashamed that he would bite his tongue off and die .

“This will determine victory or defeat . Will you fight me with strength?” Anger, admiration, and rage boiled in Pan Helliones’ voice .

A red aura sprang up as he expressed this sentiment . Helliones’ greatsword burned as it soared up high into the sky . The ground couldn’t withstand the increased weight of the aura, and Pan Helliones’ legs sank down until his knees .

Theodore’s instincts realized what Helliones’ attitude meant . ‘This is it . ’

Immediately after Theodore fought Marquis Fergana, there had been a huge explosion reminiscent of a volcanic explosion .

That destructive power had been equivalent to 7th Circle magic, and it seemed like Pan Hellions was trying to recreate the attack again . The aura which swallowed up the greatsword then became visible to the naked eye .

This sword showed Pan Helliones’ ‘determined attitude . ’

Who would win? That question had already long disappeared from the minds of the two people . Both masters were confident of their victory and threw away everything in order to suppress each other .

The great magic, Abraxas (ΑΒΡΑΣΑΞ): first water and fire phase…

And the Super Heavy Sword, Pan Helliones: Type 0, World Break .

Coincidentally, these two techniques were the opposite of each other .  The one that wanted to create and the one that wanted to destroy… The ‘World’s Egg’ and the ‘Sword of Extinction . ’

A bead which contained indescribable power was up against a sword which could wipe out a mountain .

―――――――――!!

Sound and light were broken, and an impact which overwhelmed human senses filled the area .  Only the two masters were able to defend themselves in this space .

The floor melted like butter, while the atmosphere turned into a vacuum which denied life . Pan Helliones overcame this environment and watched the two powers struggling against each other in the center .

‘Indeed… It isn’t ordinary . I didn’t think I would be pushed into a power showdown . ’

His World Break was hard for an enemy to deal with, although it took too long to use .  It had even once stopped a flooded river .  An orc village hiding in a mountain had been completely wiped out .

Nevertheless, the unknown magic used by Theodore Miller had more power than that .  However, Pan Hellions grasped his greatsword firmly . ‘I am surprised, but it isn’t enough to knock me down . ’

He might be the loser, but that didn’t mean he lacked power . His special move couldn’t be blocked so easily .  It was a destructive power which had its own durability .  If he could just survive this attack—

…However, at the very moment that he thought this…

[No . ] There was a voice which couldn’t be heard by his ears . [It is up to here . ]

Beyond the light and noise that couldn’t be penetrated, Theodore Miller was declaring his own victory .  In the end, Pan Hellions wouldn’t know it until the end .  Theodore was hiding his ‘second attack . ’

It was the great magic, Abraxas (ΑΒΡΑΣΑΞ): second wind and earth collapse .

This technique wasn’t just limited to fire and water . Earth and wind were also opposing attributes .  This form which utilized all four attributes was the true perfection of Abraxas .

‘Let’s name it Elemental Burst!’

The storm swallowed Pan Helliones .

 

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Chaaeng!

The paladin with the golden shield was pushed and rolled across the ground . It wasn’t difficult to shield from the sword master’s attack, but a shock in the right place was enough to break his balance .

As soon as his defense crumbled, he received a shower of attacks . One blow accurately pierced through this gap, aiming exactly at the paladin’s head .  If this blow hit, his brain matter would be scattered instantly .

“D-Dammit!” The crusader Ruben was cornered and forced to use a move he’d been saving .

Unlike magic which was a source of power that existed in the body, divine power was separate and needed to be recharged . A huge amount could be accumulated in the body, and it was possible to increase the limit using a tool .

In Ruben’s case, his sword and shield were relics .  They were treasures which contained divine power and could be used to save his life if he was in trouble .  The surface of the round shield flashed brightly . and a wave of divine power was emitted from it, pushing the two masters away .

“Umm, this is annoying in many ways . ”

“Don’t be in a hurry . It is almost over . ”

They had just missed an opportunity to win, but Baek Jongmyung and Orta were still calm .  It was because this situation had repeated many times already .

Unlike the last time, Baek Jongmyung and Orta were now fighting together, so they could attack as well as defend . Once the divine power stored in the relics were exhausted, Ruben would be suppressed one-sidedly by the two masters .

However, this didn’t mean there were no variables .

“Sun God Lairon! Hopefully your servant-”

“I don’t want to hear it . ” Orta moved his fingers before divine power could be generated by the prayer .

Then the light stretched out from Ruben was broken, and the flow of divine power was lost . Feelings of fear and horror, phenomena he had never experienced before, filled the eyes of the confused crusader .

“N-No? How did my technique…?”

“You don’t need to know . ” There was no reason to teach Ruben, so Orta gave a cold answer and cut the space .

“Kuack!” Ruben barely avoided it, but a line of blood was drawn down his face . If he was even a little bit later, it would’ve carved down to his bones .

As a shadow who ran around the continent performing missions for Meltor, Orta already knew how to deal with paladins and priests . The tactics to consume the power of the relics and the tricks to hinder prayers, all of them had been identified by him .

Knowing the opponent was the key to winning wars .  This was a true saying . As such, Ruben’s weaknesses were exposed because Orta knew all about them .   Due to being pushed into this situation, Ruben was too slow to react to attacks .

It meant he wasn’t a threat anymore .  Orta pretended to make a mistake by stepping closer to Ruben, who glared and raised his sword while yelling, “Youuu!”

‘A magician dares to rashly enter the range of a sword? Then I will punish that arrogance in the name of God!’

The golden blade struck out with such determination and—

“Fool . ”

…It slashed through empty space .  A few strands of hair were cut off, but Orta plunged into Ruben’s arms with no injuries .  To be precise, Orta pierced through them .

“You require more training in the sword,” Orta ridiculed Ruben while waving his hands .  It was a magic which cut through space . Before Ruben could move his upper body, Orta’s fingertips cut Ruben’s body in a diagonal line .  No, to be precise, it should be said that it looked like it was cut?

“Eh?” There was no pain or bleeding, and Ruben’s elated expression returned . He didn’t know what mistake Orta made, but the attack was pointless .  Orta had made a mistake was made when he had the perfect advantage .

Now Ruben could run away . Ruben didn’t miss this moment when the airtight defense was relaxed .  He moved all his remaining divine power into his legs—

Kwatang .

Ruben couldn’t do it . He fell on his **** and made a frustrated expression . Why had he fallen down in such a dangerous situation? This was a ridiculous mistake .  However, he soon realized it .  No sensations were being transmitted from the lower part of his body!

“W-What?”

“I cut some of your spinal nerves,” Orta spoke dully, as if he was talking about the bread he’d eaten that morning . “Your cockroach-like vitality can’t restore wounds that it can’t sense . From a medical point of view, this power is inefficient . ”

Orta looked down at the fallen Ruben with scornful eyes .  Ruben went into a frenzy from the contempt .

Puk! Baek Jongmyung’s sword then pierced through Ruben’s back, penetrating his heart and pinning him to the ground .

“Kuheok…keok, kuheok…!” Nevertheless, Ruben didn’t die .

Baek Jongmyung glanced at Ruben with cold eyes and clicked his tongue . “Hah, you don’t even die from this . ”

“It isn’t enough to penetrate the heart . ”

“Then?”

Instead of answering the question, Orta raised his thumb .  Simultaneously, he cut Ruben’s two legs again .

“Keooook!”

“Don’t make a fuss . Your spinal nerves are cut, so you can’t feel any pain . ”

It might seem cruel, but Baek Jongmyung didn’t say anything .

The regenerative power Ruben had shown throughout the fight meant there was a good chance he would survive the serious injury . He would struggle even if both his legs had been cut off and his heart had been stabbed . If Baek Jongmyung pulled out his sword, then Ruben would recover quickly .

Peok!

In the end, Orta kicked the chin of the silent Ruben .

“I’m sick of them, these cockroach-like paladins . ” Orta acted like he was remembering a bad memory, before recovering Ruben’s sword and shield .

The nature of the relics depended on divine power, but it was better than leaving them alone . Orta placed the relics in his dimensional pocket and then took out restraints . They were the restraints which had previously been used on Mujak .

Baek Jongmyung received the restraints and sighed, “Sigh, we did it . Thank you for your help, Lord Orta . ”

“It is natural to respect the will of the alliance . I know what the crown prince is concerned about . ”

Either Prince Elsid or Duke Cornwall would become the winner of this civil war .

Meltor and Andras would return home after this war was over, so their positions were different . The Northern Powers were far away, compared to the Lairon Kingdom which was close to Soldun .  If possible, Elsid wanted the crusader to be defeated without being killed .

Orta didn’t refuse this favor .  This fight would’ve ended 30 minutes sooner if he had aimed to kill instead of subdue . So, Baek Jongmyung expressed his gratitude for Orta’s consideration .

Then at that moment…

―――――――――!!

A few kilometers away from the two of them, a tremendous force exploded .  A mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the earth trembled sharply . The distance was considerable, but the heat and pressure still tickled their skin .

Orta realized the meaning first and muttered, “It seems like the fight is over . ”

One of the two strong presences had disappeared . Even with Orta’s skills, it was impossible to tell from this distance who had won or lost .  He sighed as his brows furrowed beneath the mask . “Didn’t I tell you not to forget to report, Sir Theodore?”

This was the first time White Tower Master Orta realized that his head could hurt from having a competent junior .