Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 92

Episode 92 Gluttony's Fang (5)

Gluttony's stomach was a perfectly closed space.

While the entrance was open for a moment, the ark managed to squeeze through the gap by teleporting, but that was an extremely rare occurrence. If either of the two had been lacking, the exact coordinates or the timing, it would have been an impossible coincidence.

Gluttony's power was a supreme power not granted to the old humans.

“How could this happen…….”

But Verden ignored it as if it was nothing.

Rupel's mind became complicated. Could it be that he was carrying a piece of Gluttony in his body? No, of course not. He could tell because Rupel was one of Gluttony's fangs.

Then suddenly I realized.

Even though he hadn't reached the level of a magician, he had used powerful magic that had never been heard of before.

A vast amount of magical power that never reaches its limit.

A talent close to the pinnacle of elemental magic, able to freely manipulate all elements.

The suspicion grew into conviction that Verden had escaped Gluttony's stomach alone.

New human race.

Although it was different from what Gluttony was pursuing, from Ruppel's perspective, Verden was a being that transcended the limitations of the old humanity.

As soon as he realized that, something new appeared in Ruppel's eyes. The deep hatred and anger hidden within Verden's blue eyes.

That proves that the limits he transcended were not natural, but artificial.

Rupel stumbled, covering his wound with his hand.

He spoke to Verden, breathing heavily.

“……Do you think Gluttony is evil?”

“Isn’t that so?”

“Not at all. Gluttony’s ideology is inevitable and fate.”

If humans do not eat, they die.

By eating meat, you build muscle, and by eating vegetables, you get the nutrients you are missing.

Eating is the essence of human beings and represents instinct.

However, there is a limit. Even if you eat well, it is just an action that occurs within the limit. Just as an ordinary person cannot become stronger than a bear no matter what they eat.

Human evolution begins with overcoming those limits.

And what Gluttony does is break those boundaries.

Humanity is weak.

They die from disease, are murdered, and have short life spans. That's why humans cannot mix. That's why they are a weak race.

But that changes when Gluttony's ideal is realized.

They will not die of illness, will reign, and will live longer. Humanity will be mixed.

Rupel, who was born with a weak body.

It is understandable, since he was always trembling in fear when facing death. That is why he was with Gluttony with all his heart. Because he did not want to experience that kind of fear of death any more, and furthermore, to create a world where no one would experience that kind of fear of death.

“Asher, you know better than that. If you didn’t…you wouldn’t be looking at me like that.”

That's right.

Verden's natural limit was the first rank, and because of that, he suffered a pain worse than death on the magic tower. And now he stands here.

But Verden was different from Ruppel.

He twisted his own destiny and defied heaven.

Verden took up the staff.

“Just end it.”

As the magic power surged, Ruppel gritted his teeth and threw his sword with all his might.

He twisted it with his telekinesis, but it wasn't enough. The blade cut deep through Berden's thigh.

At the same time, he moved the multi-purpose dagger he had on his waist and threw it at Rupel.

Rupel struck and smashed it, but that was Verden's plan. The shards of the dagger momentarily took away Rupel's vision.

<Transparency>

“Ugh……!”

Lupel opened his eyes immediately, but Verden had already disappeared. That moment of confusion. There was no way Verden would miss that opportunity.

Verden, who was wearing a flying helmet, swung his staff strongly at Ruppel from the square.

Kwaaang!

The shock caused the transparency to break. Verden pushed Ruppel's chest with his staff and crushed him to the floor. The sound of his chest bone breaking could be heard.

Verden didn't stop there and activated the Ring of Cold and the Eye of the Devil.

<Stasis>

Blood flowed from his right eye, but he didn't care.

The bitter cold began to cover Ruppel. Ruppel held onto the staff with both hands and gathered all his remaining energy to resist the magic.

To kill and to live. They gave it their all.

Honest!

The staff is broken.

Not yet.

He immediately stabbed the broken staff into Ruppel's heart, grabbed his neck, and continued the magic. His vision froze in an instant.

Ruppel, sensing death, squeezed out his voice.

“Save……!”

Tsk tsk tsk.

Ruppel's body froze and soon shattered into pieces. The black stomach fell to the floor. What seemed to be Gluttony's organs dispersed into the air and disappeared.

All that remains is a single tooth, the symbol of Gluttony.

Rupel could no longer play.

Ruppel is dead.

“Phew…….”

Verden sighed and leaned against a nearby tree.

My head and eyes were throbbing badly from overusing the Magic Eye, and I was feeling drowsy from using a huge amount of magical power. There was also a lot of bleeding from some of my wounds.

Rupel was a formidable opponent.

In particular, its regenerative power was almost immortal.

Verden's accumulated efforts, time and luck.

If one of them had been lacking, I wouldn't have been able to be confident of victory. But I overcame it. I felt that I had grown a step.

Verden took two glass bottles out of his space bag.

“It was a good thing I saved it.”

A vitality agent and top-grade potion made from the heart of a salamander.

I drank them both in order, and the potion's effects were amplified. In addition, I activated the recovery bracelet. The wound healed quickly and the bleeding stopped.

Of course, my magic power did not return, but my mind became much clearer.

I blinked my right eye.

My vision was clear and I wasn't in any pain. Fortunately, there didn't seem to be any other problems.

“……?”

Then, I felt something in the fog.

There was no sense of hostility. As I was quietly watching, a man appeared. Judging by his sinister face, he didn't seem to be an ordinary person… … I also felt a sense of foreboding.

“Nice to meet you, Asher.”

“Are you part of the ark?”

“Yes. I was given the role of commander in charge of controlling the Dark Lake area.”

The man turned his gaze to the traces of where Ruppel had been.

“Fortunately, it seems that you have successfully completed the subjugation of the fangs. You have worked very hard. If it weren’t for you, the duchy would have been in great chaos. I would like to thank you separately… but it seems like now is not the time.”

The nearby space was rippling.

Gluttony's stomach must have collapsed due to Rupel's death.

After a while, the people who had been trapped in the space appeared.

* * *

All of Gluttony's members were killed, even the Sweepers.

Len Balhag threw his blood-soaked glove on the pile of corpses. He looked around. Locke was lying on the ground, breathing heavily.

There were injuries, but no major life-threatening injuries.

'Well, I guess I'm becoming impatient and relying too much on technique. I need to develop my physical abilities more.'

I turned my gaze to the center of the space, thinking about how to raise the disciple I had recently brought in.

There were two marquises there.

“Haa, haa…….”

Knock knock, knock!

Thud.

The Marquis of Gardran, bleeding, knelt down. His sword had long since been broken. He had a piece of Gluttony in his body, but he was not a transplanter, so he had no regenerative powers.

He faced his close friend, Marquis Ravishun, in a human body. Although they learned different swordsmanship, their skills were equal, and so was their physical ability.

But I didn't win.

He who walks the right path on his own.

A person who had to walk even though he knew it was wrong.

The difference in mindset was the cause.

Gluttony's stomach is disappearing.

The corpses disappeared along with the space, and only the survivors returned to the center of the island.

Verden was reflected in the eyes of Marquis Gardran.

The wizard who had chased after Lupel out of space. His survival meant that his son was dead.

"haha……."

In the end, I lost everything.

Marquis Gardran laughed hollowly.

“So this is how it ended. As a human being, as a father, I gave up everything, and yet…….”

I had no regrets. Even if I could go back in time, I would have made the same choice.

But what if it had been this way, what if it had been that way? Countless past choices flashed through my mind. But reality remained the same.

It was a desperate situation, but somehow I felt relieved.

Although I had lived an inhuman life… … I thought that at least at the moment of death, I would be able to die as my true self.

Marquis Gardran raised his head.

Rabishrun's sword reached Gardran's neck.

“……Do you have any last words?”

The Marquis of Gardran answered.

“Please spare the servants and vassal houses of the house. They have no connection to Gluttony.”

Marquis Ravishun nodded heavily.

“Okay.”

Crunch!

As the light flashed, Marquis Gardran's neck fell off. He probably didn't feel much pain because the nerves had been cut off immediately.

The feeling of decapitating an old friend. It was quite a thrill. Marquis Ravishun sighed deeply and put his sword away.

The blood was not wiped away.

Sunlight shining through the fog.

Morning has dawned in the duchy.

* * *

The destruction of the Gardran family.

The aftermath of the collapse of one of the principality's pillars was hard to imagine. The Ark… … To be exact, Marquis Ravishun, a member of the Ark, personally took charge of the situation.

Meanwhile, Verden was recuperating at the villa of the Marquis Ravishn.

The Marquis personally repaired Yuza's damaged robe and Mahbat's leather clothes. Verden took a leisurely rest and recovered his magic power.

'It feels a little empty without the necklace and staff.'

Actually, they're not that precious by today's standards. I just have a slight attachment to them.

Still, I didn't regret it. Seeing that the staff that added Mithril was destroyed in less than a few months, it means that they lived fiercely.

In other words, you could say that I treated him roughly.

anyway.

“I need to get a new one.”

Still, it wasn't an urgent matter.

Since we've just finished a big battle, there won't be any battles going on right away. If Pale asks you for a favor, just don't accept it.

Resort City Brienthe, when I was a 3rd tier wizard, I bought a staff for about 50 million elk. Now that I am a 4th tier wizard, I need to get a higher performing staff.

Berden's current wealth is approximately 1 billion elk.

This is what I've accumulated by writing here and there. It's a huge profit considering it was made in less than a year.

Verden was troubled.

After you've acquired a weapon that you can use appropriately, you can save up more money.

Or, you could seek out a skilled craftsman to craft a staff using an Orb.

The latter seemed too far away to choose the former.

The money I had saved up was ambiguous for the latter. And I didn’t know where the craftsman was. Even without weapons, Verden’s power was still intact, but I didn’t intend to reduce the number of fighting styles.

'Hmm… … .'

My thoughts have become longer.

If you were looking for a decent staff, how much would be a good amount? I think you could probably get decent staff with around 300-400 million won.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

“Asher, the Lord is calling.”

Verden left the room and went straight to the Marquis' room. He also took his space bag with him because he had something to deliver.

Permission was heard from inside.

When the servant opened the door, two people were drinking tea.

One was Marquis Ravishun, the other was a young man with a long beak. He was the one who had encountered Verden on the island in the dark lake.

“Have a seat, Asher. And you bring me some more tea.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The servant stepped aside and Verden sat down on the chair.

Marquis Ravishun introduced the man to Verden.

“Hello. This person is…….”

“Hello again, Asher.”

The man held out his hand.

“I am Belphons Ruin di Liviant, the second prince of the Duchy of Liviant.”

……who?