Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Chapter 1003

The Medicine-Taking Genius Wizard Episode 1003

: Conjugated Liquor (4)

“Evan Martinez. “Your case is an extremely rare case in many ways.”

click!

The alcoholic beverage said, lightly flicking the needle with his finger.

Arrange syringes filled with medication one by one on a prefabricated stand.

Rather than injecting the drug as soon as it is filled, the drug is stored up over time.

This is a method commonly used by custom synthetic drug addicts to speed up the effectiveness of the drug by settling impurities.

“A single wizard who did not follow the tower’s lineage. Heir to Xygis Ethernor. “The murderer of the 10 apostles Amrita Fraubel.”

In an instant, the alcoholic drinker, who had filled fifteen ampoules with medication, opened his mouth.

“Even with honors and majors that are difficult to obtain in a lifetime, there is very little official activity. “Even with such a history, it is even more true that your past is unknown.”

“....”

“The fact that Lapis Falseer favored you even though you were very inactive as an observer is well-known even in the center. There were countless speculations as to the reason...”

He hung the ampoule on the stand and grabbed a sharp scalpel from the machine next to it.

“I think the answer lies within you.”

“Do you think you’ll find the answer if you dissect my body?”

“Where does your lineage come from? Who are your ancestors? “Where does the talent imprinted in your genetic information come from?”

The alcoholic drinker questioned and adjusted his scalpel.

“Magic-based medicine is about uncovering delusion by combining magic data and magic theory. “This is also connected to adding unknown cases and talents in human history to the database.”

“....”

“Extraordinary talent means an Irregular who surpasses the standards of his species. “I believe that by collecting such outliers and averaging them, we can create a new standard.”

The owner said as he rolled up the sleeve of Lennok’s right arm, which was tied to the operating table, and held the scalpel over his skin.

“In other words, it is a process of forcibly raising the upper limit permitted to humanity.”

“It looks like you want to try to evolve the human species on your own.”

“I don’t want to give such a grand justification. However, it would be correct to say that if I continue to do this, I will get a sense of how far I can go.”

The liquor’s eyes, which met Lennok’s gaze, shone with an inorganic glow.

“More than anything... it’s fun.”

“....”

“‘Talents’ that are uniquely expressed like or better than mine... I am fascinated by deconstructing and exploring such things.”

The drinker, who made eye contact with Lennok, asked.

“If you think about finding your own meaning in this dying world, don’t you think it’s a good hobby?”

“no. “That can’t be possible.”

Lennok answered as he felt the cold sensation of the scalpel on the skin of his wrist.

Feeling the power of the scalpel gradually becoming stronger, Lennok stared directly into the master’s eyes.

“Because there is no way the alliance’s great master would have sat down in the gateway city just to enjoy his hobby.”

“....”

“If you’re going to stop talking nonsense, get started quickly.”

Lennok smiled and nodded to the drinker.

“Your ‘hobby’. “If I start now, I won’t have time until the next surgery, right?”

“Well, that’s true too. But you don’t have to worry that much.”

Sulju’s eyes, peeking out from above the mask, were round.

“There are 14 minutes and 20 seconds left until the second surgery. “It’s enough time to expose a magician from head to toe.”

The moment the blade of the scalpel penetrated Lennok’s skin, a barrier surface emerged and glowed dazzlingly.

Whoa!!

The barrier rotates, pushing away the blade of the scalpel and protecting Lennok’s skin from being damaged.

The shape of the sword flowing quickly over the area where the blades meet, like transparent armor worn over the skin.

“It’s Jindun’s barrier technique. “It’s not surprising.”

However, the drinker was not surprised by the appearance of the barrier that protects Lennok’s body.

I just took out one of the several ampoules hanging on the stand.

“Rather than adding a special chant or spell, it is probably a power like self-protection or the barrier of survival instinct. This is especially true considering that it did not manifest until the moment it was caught by me.”

The alcoholic drinker muttered as he held up the ampoule.

“The situation is within expectations.”

Phew!!

Without hesitation, he inserts the syringe he lifted into the machine placed next to the operating table.

The machine where the ampoule was injected vibrated violently, revealing a lump of pink flesh between the joints.

Weeeeeee!!

A saw blade as sharp as a tooth protrudes from between the flesh and rotates roughly.

Lennok laughed bitterly when he finally realized the identity of the machines in this operating room.

“Did he even create the surgical equipment he would use as a chimera? “You’re out of your mind.”

“It would have been a good example if I had given you a tour of my operating room in advance, but I basically don’t use innocent people as material.”

To Lennok’s question, the drinker answered leisurely.

“You’re an idiot who attacked me despite the Federation’s achievements. Or, you have to be a useful superhuman to ‘use’ it. And this surgical equipment...”

The owner said, holding the surgical equipment and tilting it towards Lennok’s wrist.

“It is an item made by capturing a collateral blood relative of Zygis Ethernor.”

“...!!!”

The moment Lennok’s face hardened at the unexpected explanation, the winemaker pressed the saw blade down on Lennok’s wrist.

Drurrrrr!!

The rotating saw blade makes contact with Lennok’s wrist. At the same time as a fierce roar, the barrier began to become distorted.

The moment a gap appears in the barrier, the master moves the scalpel at a speed that is invisible to the eye.

A red line appeared on Lennok’s wrist.

[Ugh...ah....]

[Ah...that’s it....]

A lump of flesh without eyes, nose, ears, and only a mouth, moaning helplessly.

They completely lose their sense of reason and self and just stand blankly and squirm repeatedly.

The moment Lennok realized that, unlike other chimeras, it was purely a test bed to check the ‘reaction’.

“These chimeras are items made by wizards brought directly from magic towers across the continent.”

“....”

“The friend here is Blayver. This is Enolas. Over there is Vallefort. Was it Sinclair?”

“...You made the wizards in the tower into test subjects for an aptitude test?”

“I’m not going to unify it using numbers or data. “There are so many special cases of high-ranking magician’s blood that it is difficult to analyze it quantitatively.”

The joiner who walked across the flesh spoke.

“So in this case, qualitative analysis using my chimera will be the standard. For example...”

When the syringe containing Lennok’s blood was inserted into the chimera, the chimera opened its mouth wide and its body trembled.

[Ahh... Aaaaa...!!!!]

Grrrrrrrr!!!

The burnt flesh all over his body turned into ashes and disappeared on the spot.

The wine drinker looked at this and turned towards Lennok.

“Superhumans with aptitude for each system were remodeled and made into biocatalysts that react to the same system.”

“....”

“Before I use you as a sample, I need to know what ‘talents’ I can gather. “If the results are good, I might be able to save you and turn you into a chimera.”

“You’re saying things that are worse than dying.”

“That’s not for you to decide. Shall we get started right away?”

Phew!!

Lennok’s blood was injected one by one into the chimeras standing side by side in the operating room.

Immediately after, the chimeras began to twist their bodies and scream one by one.

[Ah... ah...!!!]

It burns and becomes a heap of ashes, splits as if cut by a knife, freezes, breaks, and is crushed.

“Is it a salt-heat system, a cutting system, a freezing system, or an impact system? “He is indeed a great wizard.”

The alcoholic beverage owner said with interest.

“Cases showing reactions to four or more strains are extremely rare. “At this level, it can be used as a catalyst in the Great Connection ceremony.”

“It’s information I don’t really want to know.”

“You don’t know that you are blessed. “It is not uncommon for an ordinary magic user to have an aptitude for just one system.”

The alcoholic drinker with his arms crossed looked at the chimeras who were still alive and twitching and said.

“Usually, there are two level 7 sorcerers and there are usually more than 8 level 8 sorcerers with three or more aptitudes. In the first place, in order to transcend hierarchy, one aptitude alone is not enough-”

Crispy!

At that moment, the fifth Chimera rapidly rotted away and died in its place.

“...is it a life series? Even though it is relatively easy to learn, the talent itself is extremely rare-”

Tduduk!!

Sigh!!

Let’s go!!

Before the drinker could speak, the chimeras standing everywhere were dying in various ways.

It was strangled, dispersed into smoke, disintegrated into black magic, and disappeared as a ray of wind.

The wizards of the Magic Tower who fought against the master of magic and were defeated, and who became his toys without being able to die.

A testament to the rest they leave to Lennok as they die.

“...I can’t believe it.”

Only then did the alcoholic drinker finally realize the reality and show a surprised expression for the first time.

“I have prepared over 20 chimeras. You have the aptitude for all of those systems in your body?”

Crispy!!

The chimeras that appear in the operating room die at a rapid rate, and only the last one remains.

Even among the chimeras made from flesh, the chimera looks twisted and moldy, as if rotten.

Trait lineage.

A word that refers to the most heterogeneous and twisted lineage among all lineages.

The moment when Lennok’s blood was injected into the chimera of that system, the chimera convulsed and trembled.

“Kaaaaaa!!”

The lump of flesh shrunk on the spot, turning into an ordinary human being.

The image of a man breathing heavily and touching his face with trembling hands.

“W here...?!!”

There was no answer.

The hands of Sulju, who turned away with a cold expression, and Lennok, who stood up from the operating table, collided in the air.

Whoa!!

As the shock wave explodes above the operating room, the body of the man who has returned to human life collapses.

“Wow!!”

“I was mistaken.”

Amidst the surgical equipment trembling all around, the surgeon looked at Lennok with a cold gaze.

“It wasn’t the time to be leisurely trying to have a conversation.”

The drinker muttered as he pressed Lennok’s hand firmly in the air.

“I should have stopped all coordination work in the Gateway City from the beginning and focused on investigating you.”

“It’s the same for both of us.”

Lennok, who narrowly took the drinker’s hand, laughed.

“Don’t you think it’s too late now?”