Episode 246
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Lost Magic.
It was a word that meant the remnants of a mythical era that had been lost, lost, and forgotten by the wizards of this era.
Starting with Anti Magic Shell, which bans all magic under the 8th circle in the surrounding area, to Glory of Fury… … .
Hell Fire was one of the words that represented Lost Magic.
The power of Hellfire was as ferocious as its name.
‘Literal hellfire… … .’
According to oral tradition, Hellfire, which was widely used by an ancient transcendental, even lowered the height of the sea level at one point.
The unapproachable high temperature will not only dry your entire body, but even destroy your muscles and bones the moment you approach it.
Daria, the greatest flame magician of this era, was not using the flames of Muspelheim for no reason because she could not reproduce that temperature.
Moreover, what makes Hellfire truly scary is that its power is not concentrated solely on temperature.
‘A flame that consumes not only life but also the soul.’
The flame of Hellfire had the property of burning continuously until it completely consumed the life and soul of the target it was attached to.
To stop him, cut off the entire area where the fire spread… … .
‘All we can do is extinguish the flame with overwhelming magical power.’
One way would be to not get hit in the first place, but whatever.
Sze-.
Russell placed his fingertips on the scroll where Hellfire was written.
He then began to infuse his magic power.
Wow-.
The magical power is so small that the magic contained in the scroll does not manifest.
What Russell wanted to do now was not to activate Hellfire, but to analyze the structure and circuit of the magic.
The magic power flowing in begins to flow along the magic circle and the magic circuit within it.
Russell’s concentration was greatly encouraged.
Memorize the circuit along the path through which magical power flows, and begin to derive formulas through that circuit.
Rather than creating a circuit and creating magic through formulas and techniques, the ultimate in inversion calculation is to extract formulas and spells from already created circuits!
This is no different from weaving cotton cloth using crops, but rather completely disassembling already-made cotton cloth and inferring not only the original form of the crop but also its growth environment through the process.
Russell was carrying out such difficult tasks without any hesitation.
This also targets Lost Magic of the 8th Circle.
If ordinary wizards had seen this scene, they would have gasped with their mouths wide open!
‘Huh─.’
However, the sound of Russell’s breathing while he was actually doing this was quiet.
Hell, or the underworld.
Is it because it is a way of borrowing sparks from another world?
‘It has some similarities to summoning magic.’
It was a technique that seemed quite familiar to Russell, who deals with spirits.
Behind familiarity, new formulas appear at random.
The formulas that appeared like that flooded Russell’s consciousness like an overflowing river, and soon.
Shootaaa-.
With the sound of the waves behind him, Russell’s consciousness is a bottomless sea of formulas.
It sank into the depths.
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That time.
Baron Donovan, who was entering the barracks for the next report, stopped in surprise at the sight of Russell.
‘Huh-.’
I covered my mouth with one hand and muffled the sound of my footsteps.
They had noticed that Russell’s condition was different from usual.
Even though I didn’t learn magic, I had that level of insight.
He appears to be quietly concentrating on something with his eyes closed.
‘This is amazing concentration.’
With thick beads of sweat running down the bridge of his nose, the space along Russell’s shoulder line was seen to be disintegrating.
A haze is occurring due to the heat rising from the body.
It was that moment.
Grumbling-.
A ring of flame appeared along Russell’s back, and then something in the shape of a small red dragon jumped out.
A young dragon with two pairs of four wings.
Next, a blue light appears near Russell’s wrist, and this time, a blue quadrupedal polyp appears.
Purr-.
Ugly.
Two dragons surrounded Russell as if protecting him.
They each held their positions and expressed hostility.
Gauuuu-.
The sight seemed to warn me not to come any closer.
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‘I heard that Your Majesty uses spirits. indeed… … .’
They were already closer to dragons than spirits, but with his limited knowledge, he could only think that way.
Grrrr-.
Gaoooong-.
Baron Donovan quietly left the barracks, trying not to provoke the two dragons as much as possible.
He then called the surrounding soldiers together.
“Make sure no one enters the barracks for the time being. “If anyone asks, tell them it was my order.”
Baron Donovan concluded his speech by telling people to come to me, not to His Highness, for matters that need to be handled.
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At the same time, Russell, caught up in a sea of magic, was creating his own space through imagery.
Don’t lose yourself by getting caught up in too many tricks.
Also, by looking at it from a step away, you can grab only what you need among these many techniques.
‘I command you in the name of Russell Raymond. Open, gate to the underworld.’
In the space created through imagery, Russell’s ego begins to chant.
‘What I want is an eternal flame burning within… … .’
Hwareuk-.
Finally, a small flame appeared before Russell’s eyes. A small flame, like a candle being lit.
Hellfire begins from this small flame.
‘We put together a magic power circulation structure, move magic power according to the order, and inflate the size of the flame.’
There are exactly eight magic circulation structures required to do so,
This was the reason why Hellfire was classified as an 8th circle magic.
Hwareuk-.
The moment the flame gradually expands in size and reaches a certain size, it begins to shake violently and flutter in all directions.
‘Tsk-.’
A fire that runs wild and sends sparks flying.
You cannot handle this flame yet. Russell gritted his teeth at the feeling as if he was saying that.
‘─You can do it.’
Isn’t magic something that goes beyond the boundaries of reality and makes the impossible possible?
Also, Russell had used better magic than this on two occasions.
‘can do.’
Recalling his memories of using Brahmastra, Russell controlled his magic.
The backlash against it affects the body outside of the imagination and in reality.
Again, the body influences the image.
‘Ugh… … .’
The mana load in my entire body bulged like a blood vessel. To control him, Russell added two spells.
Over Road, and Wizard Body. The two ancient magics that have reached their peak respond and support Russell’s body and mind.
Just as the flames of Hellfire, which had been running wild, were gradually stabilizing!
A huge fire demon expands inside the grip as if it were to explode.
─────────Rarrrrrrrrrr!
‘This is it…’ … .’
─Hell Fire.
The flame of destruction that burns all things and reduces them to ashes.
He succeeded in recreating Lost Magic, even if only in his mind.
Of course, there are still many things to improve, and much more coordination and effort will be needed to make it happen in reality.
Anyway.
A flame that runs wild as if to set the heavens and earth on fire, but is trapped within its own grasp.
Russell’s eyes, staring at him, sank deeply.
Is there a way to better control this intense flame?
Let’s continue to think about it for a while.
The place where Russell’s thoughts reached was his originalities.
Blaze Lance, Gaebolg, and Falling Sun.
Wizards of this era called originality the things that were recreated by refining and modifying existing magic in their own imagination.
‘What if we could create originality with Hellfire?’
Wouldn’t it be possible to understand the magic called Hellfire a little more deeply?
Suddenly a thought occurred to me.
Some people would say this about that thought.
Even though he can’t even use his wits, he’s already thinking about running. but-.
‘This is a world of images.’
There is no harm in giving it a try.
‘I refine my image by adding to it.’
One step later, I became greedy. Instead of stopping there, the desire to move forward a little further became a desire.
‘In addition… … What if it can also contain the power of Brahmastra?’
I’m not talking about the whole thing.
If only a part of it, even just one aspect, could be captured in Hellfire along with one’s own image—!
The moment the greed you harbored passes through your fingertips and becomes magical, wow!
Something brilliant exploded inside Russell.
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“──What, what?!”
The first to notice the anomaly were the wizards located within the military camp.
After finishing the battle, they all got up from their seats while preparing for the next battle in their respective barracks.
──Kugugugugugugugugugung!
A powerful sound that a magician who has reached a certain level cannot possibly feel!
They burst out of the barracks at high speed due to the overwhelming magical power that weighed down their sons-in-law.
Then they turned to each other’s faces and shouted.
“What the hell is going on?”
“Enemy attack! “Isn’t this an enemy attack?”
A harbinger of military magic that seems capable of annihilating 10,000 soldiers in one fell swoop.
It is an amount of horsepower that can rival that.
It wasn’t strange to think that way.
Upon hearing the news that Triven Fortress was occupied, there was a possibility that the Empire sent an archmage with a group of wizards to raid it.
“It does not appear to be an attack from outside.”
“yes. This isn’t from outside, but from inside our camp… … .”
Several high-ranking wizards who were muttering with calm expressions shifted their gaze.
The next moment, they all stopped speaking.
“What the hell happened…?” … !”
The wizards who tried to turn their heads afterward also opened their mouths wide.
No, not just wizards.
From officers and soldiers to knights and staff.
Everyone walking around the military camp was frozen in place, looking in the same direction as if they had been nailed to the spot.
“Hey, over there—!”
One of them stretched out his finger.
The direction his finger was pointing was at the very center of the camp, in the direction where Commander Russell’s barracks were located.
“yo. this… … Dragon?!”
A golden brilliance that exudes light, driving out the faint glow of the sunset above the sky.
Beautiful scales reminiscent of obsidian.
A translucent dragon shape with amber eyes was looking down, spraying golden aura.
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