Concept Grasping Magic Genius Episode 170
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Rowan’s black new model glided quickly, bathed in moonlight.
I’m in a hurry.
Why are the stars and moon floating in the pitch-black night sky still in the same place when we’re running so fast?
Fortunately, the previously blurry rooftop is filling my field of vision a little more clearly.
As he ran, Roan recalled the parts of the magic circle he had seen over and over again until they were clearly engraved in his mind.
Since it is only a partial piece, it is still unknown what the magic circle is for.
In the magic circle I had been studying, no part that matched exactly came to mind.
I guess it’s something like ‘summoning’ something, but it’s just one of the commands that are common to most magic.
‘Maybe the Lord of the Tower of Awareness knows.’
He is a person who has memorized all the vast books in the tower and even remembers their exact locations.
However, since he himself was headed towards the east gate and the tower of perception was headed towards the west gate, even if he changed direction, it was too vague as to when, how and where they would meet.
If the paths diverge, it would be considered a waste of time.
We have no choice but to meet at the rooftop.
It’ll be okay until then. It’s uncertain whether there’ll be time to explain the situation to her and discuss the magic circle.
It was still unclear to what extent Mario’s words about having already achieved something meant that he had succeeded.
Huh?
Rowan stretched the narrow path more sharply and increased his speed by mixing in the night dew.
The night air mixed with convection felt quite cold.
That was fortunate.
Accumulated fatigue is relieved along with the circulation of mana.
How much time has passed like that?
Roan set foot on the second village, which was located on a straight line between the first village and the tower.
The situation here was no different.
Countless corpses were strewn about, and the musty smell of burnt flesh and blood permeated the air.
The faces of the fallen were different from those of the first village. There were Brienne and her men in the dull black robes characteristic of warlocks, corrupted monks in rag-like clothes, and a mixture of villagers.
It seemed that Brienne and her party had not been dead for very long.
The reason could soon be confirmed.
The end of the street that runs through the village.
There, Ingrid, the Tower of Senses, and Reinhold, the Tower of Ideas, were fighting against multiple Briennes.
I wanted to quickly join them since there were a considerable number of fallen enemies, but at first glance it didn’t seem necessary.
Ingrid unleashed devastating magical attacks on her enemies from close quarters, almost in a martial arts stance.
The expression ‘sensual’ came to mind naturally.
Reinhold exploited his opponent’s weaknesses with clever magic that mixed two or more elemental attacks.
In this way, the two towers had already decided the outcome of the fight in a way that clearly revealed the nature of each tower.
“Cough!”
Only three are left standing as Reinhold blasts Brienne Warlock’s abdomen with flames.
Ingrid, who had read the signs, greeted Rowan with a happy yet bitter smile.
“Oh no. I started first, but I’m still being held back here… … .”
“No. Thanks to that, we were able to wipe out everyone, so we bought some time. But were there any Grave executives?”
Reinhold answered, buttoning up his shirt.
“When we arrived here, there were no powerful people who could be called executives.”
If that’s the case, then our work here is finished.
Rowan immediately looked around to see if there were any traces of what he had seen before.
At Roan’s sudden movement, the two tower masters tilted their heads and followed him.
“also…….”
A pattern on the floor is revealed when the piled corpses are pushed to one side.
“What is this?”
Ingrid, whose sense of smell was exceptionally sensitive like her other senses, asked, pinching her nose.
Rowan answered.
“Let’s talk about the details as we go. I think we’ll run out of time.”
Roan told them about what had happened in the previous village and ran towards the magic tower with the two magic tower owners in tow.
-… … I didn’t check all the patterns drawn in the village because I guessed the pattern. More importantly, I was anxious to see if there were more patterns like this. But now that I’ve come this far, there really are. I think if you combine these patterns and connect them with a line like two villages on a straight line… … .
-It will become a magic circle.
Reinhold answered in a muffled voice.
Ingrid shook her head vigorously while running.
-Is it possible to build such a huge magic circle? There’s no way someone would have that much magic power.
-Yes. I also wonder about that. No matter how I look at it, it seems impossible. So I thought about it while coming. I don’t think it’s for implementing destruction magic.
Reinhold’s planting continued.
-I think so too. Well, um. If it requires certain conditions and consumes less magic power from the caster… … .
-Yes. I think it’s the summoning side.
This time, Rowan was decisive.
Ingrid’s flowing voice was filled with a mixture of curiosity and discomfort.
-What great thing are you trying to call it? If so, isn’t this a spell that opens the gates of the demon world?”
-I don’t know. I guess we should leave open that possibility.
-Umm… … .
Reinhold continued to convey his concerns.
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-Even if you erase it, it won’t work. Judging from the fact that they intentionally damaged and piled up the corpses, the condition must have been to let the blood seep in.
-Yes. Anyway, it looks like we’re definitely late.
It was a subtle way of conveying the idea that we should hurry up a little more.
Fortunately, the two magicians understood Roan’s intentions. They realized with their own bodies that it was not the time to conserve magic power, and thanks to that, their speed increased just a little.
Even so, the three continued to discuss the matter, and sometimes when the conversation stopped, there were moments when some change was visible on the outside.
“They do such horrible things to children… … .”
Here and there, houses were burning down, and residents were left to die in vain.
It seemed like it was caused by Grave’s movement path rather than being part of the magic circle.
Holding back my anger inside.
Running again. And finally.
On the outskirts of the city of Schwerin.
A completely different landscape unfolded here.
“They… … .”
“The wizards outside the magic tower.”
A veritable melee was unfolding.
A considerable number of wizards and warlocks are mixed together, and a variety of magic is being cast in a chaotic manner.
In the midst of all this, Rowan spotted someone familiar.
He was the wizard who first met the modern wizards, including Stipe and Josef, at the lakeside.
It was the modernist magicians who insisted that magicians should go out into the world and took the lead in opposing Grave.
Kwakwa-kwakwang!
Flames rage everywhere, the ground shakes, and then a huge wall of ice appears out of nowhere.
Although it is not possible to completely overpower an opponent, if someone attacks an opponent with powerful magic at their peak and delays time.
The wizards were taking turns repeating this strategy to protect the civilians and evacuate them towards the magic tower in the center of the city.
Rowan quickly conveyed his thoughts.
-Two seniors, please help them out. I’ll check to see if there’s a pattern.
I thought as I watched Ingrid and Reinhold disappear into the black crowd in a flash of light.
‘I’m sorry, but if modernist wizards can even fight against you, then your opponent is weak.’
So, the very important role of drawing the pattern and completing the conditions would have been taken on by the executives. The powerful people who would do that would already be doing their job somewhere else.
Rowan spread out the map in his head, looking back and forth.
A very detailed map drawn on a small scale so that it can be seen at a glance, with lines drawn between places using the moon, stars, and the pagoda as reference points.
Infer and position the patterns located within the large terrain above and the patterns likely to be derived from them.
and.
I tried to find the exact point that would satisfy the conditions of the truth, which was connected in a straight line to the village and the tower I had passed through in the fierce battle scene that unfolded before my eyes.
‘Over there.’
The fairly large building I found with confidence was a market.
It should be open on all sides, allowing free entry and exit, but it seemed very suspicious that all the doors were closed in this chaos.
Rowan didn’t look for an open space, but broke down the door and went inside.
I’m a step too late.
The scene of massacre had already unfolded and the murderers had left.
Again, he tries to suppress his anger and checks the pattern under the victims.
By recombining the things confirmed in these three places, we infer the meaning.
The important thing now is to determine what to call it.
As Roan guessed, it might not be a destruction spell, but if it is closer to summoning, what is it trying to summon?
Fortunately, a shape similar to the magic circle I had experienced in the past was finally visible.
In particular, it looked quite similar to the magic circle of the demon Naberius that I encountered in the underground city of Rhodes.
‘I summoned a giant old woman and skeletons.’
I extracted meaning from the shapes and finally made them into a few words.
‘Call in. Bone. Wake up.’
The moment I realized this.
Nine nine nine palace?
A vibration was felt deep underground.
This perception was possible because Rowan had his five senses wide open.
It was temporary, but when I connected it with the meaning I had found, it felt ominous.
Roan changed direction and headed straight for the south gate where Werner, the lord of the implementation tower, was.
‘Minor defenses are now meaningless.
With confidence-
Roan, who arrived near the magic tower at a dazzling speed while taking down things that should not be alive as soon as he saw them, was momentarily bewildered by the chaos that was unfolding.
It was because of the countless magicians who were completely suppressing the Grave group centered around Werner.
The wizards who seemed like they were going to fight inside the tower were all running outside.
He did not hesitate to step up for the sake of ordinary people living around him.
It was even beautiful.
The night was shining brightly amidst the dense waves of mana created by high-level wizards and Graves, with magic colliding with magic and each showing off their various magics.
Roan felt a brief moment of joy when he saw with his own eyes the promise he had made with them.
“Roan!”
I quickly turned my head at someone’s call.
The Tower of Awareness and Magda were approaching from the opposite side of Roan as if flying towards him.
Magda, who watched Rowan and Anke meet from a few steps behind, smiled faintly at Rowan and flew to join the magicians of the Magic Tower.
Amidst the commotion, Roan quickly conveyed the existence of the magic circle to Anke.
Fortunately.
As expected of a tower of awareness, she noticed something strange and checked the patterns before coming to meet Roan.
The keywords that Rowan confirmed are ‘call in, bone, wake up’.
What Angke confirmed was ‘rising, ancient, existence’.
And Angke combined all the keywords and returned the thoughts that came to mind to Rowan.
-There is a theory that the development of magic stones in Schwerin was due to the life force of the ancient giant monsters that lived here and permeated the ground when they died.
-When you say ancient monsters, do you mean the ones that disappeared with the death of the World Tree?
-Yes.
A scary picture immediately formed in my mind.
Perhaps, the black magicians knew this and created a magic circle to awaken the large monster.
Guung? Gugugung?
If the vibrations from deep within that resonate again now are a sign of that.
How can we prevent a disaster from unfolding randomly?
I couldn’t help but shiver as I imagined the sight of giant footprints above the heads of those who were fighting against Grave, pouring out their magical power.
The biggest problem, above all, is that confusion arises and the battle lines are disrupted.
It is necessary to inform everyone of the crisis. It is also a moment that requires defense and complete defense until the situation is reorganized.
‘Su-seong (守城)… … .’
Suddenly, Rowan’s gaze turned to the magic tower.
After his gaze passed the four towers, it stopped at the tower of implementation.
Of the five magic towers, this is the only one where Roan did not share a guardian’s heart with the plant.
‘Unlike other places, the Magic Tower itself is said to be a guardian.’
Just looking at the ability of the Sky Staircase that sent wizards far and wide, you can tell that it possesses considerable magical power.
It is a magical tool in itself, a collection of magical stones, and a being that can become a magician who implements magic and a magical tool.
‘If only I could resonate with the Tower of Realization itself like the other Guardians… … .’
Roan began to run towards the tower of implementation, thinking about the hypothesis that had come to mind.
fantasy,
