Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Chapter 879

The Medicine-Taking Genius Wizard Episode 879

: Eyes that See Destiny (15)

“...No. “But I understand that you are a lot more dangerous than I thought.”

Dylan, whose face subtly hardened, stood up and said.

“To think of using the entire city as firewood to get the owner back is completely crazy. “I got the wrong person.”

“Like I said, it’s not something I do because I enjoy it.”

Lennok lightly spread his hands as he walked toward Dylan.

At that moment, the flames burning around the store began to coil around Lennok’s arm like a living creature.

“However, if something is necessary, there is a reason to do it even if it is unavoidable. “That’s what I’m saying.”

“That’s why I’m telling you that you’re crazy for even looking at your class and thinking like that!!”

With those words, Dylan rushed straight towards Lennok.

The flames wrapped around Lennok’s arm bent dizzyingly in all directions and distorted as they collided with Dylan’s long-armed weapon.

Crumbling!!

An alley full of abandoned commercial buildings is distorted by heat and haze and reflects black light.

Dillon’s new model, running wild in the flames, instantly breaks through the waves of flames and lands in front of Lennok.

He threw away the half-melted blade without hesitation and grabbed Lennok by the collar.

“Fuck, this is an expensive knife...!!”

Gritting his teeth, Dylan slammed his head into Lennok’s forehead and shouted.

“I will make sure you ask, you bastard!!”

Wow!!

Lennok’s head was thrown back after being headbutted from the front.

He didn’t stop there, he just grabbed Lennok’s collar and pushed his whole body forward, slamming him into the wall of the commercial building.

Crash!!

“Haaaaaap!!”

Dylan stepped on the wall, jumped up, dragged Lennok’s body between the wall and window of the abandoned building, and threw him onto the rooftop.

A violent collision that breaks all joints of the body, breaks the neck, and causes loss of consciousness.

However, just before that, Lennok, who had put his hands behind his neck, kicked Dylan in the stomach with one foot.

Wow!!

“...!!”

Leg strength that is completely unexpected from a slim physique. Dylan’s expression is distorted by the intense heat burning his body from the shock.

An unpleasant sensation, as if the entire body’s magic power was unable to respond to the body’s movements and was being oppressed by heat.

The moment Dylan’s grip on his collar loosened, Lennok fell and landed on the rooftop.

The sight of Lennok slipping and falling on the rooftop and then staggering to his feet.

“Cluck cluck!!”

“....”

Dylan’s eyes sank deeply as he looked at Lennoc, who was coughing as if he was short of breath.

Something has changed.

That kick just now. A counterattack that just stabbed Dylan in the lungs.

A strange sense of discomfort, as if the danger I had felt from that wizard until now had degenerated into something slightly different.

“What did you say your name was? “Did the wanted order say Evan?”

“I know, but why are you asking?”

“...no. “I think I know what this feels like.”

Dylan glanced towards the lower part of the rooftop.

Grumbling!!

Burning flames spread around the building, burning both the ground and the asphalt.

Except for the area around the rooftop where the two people climbed, there was already no space to step on.

The wizard used only two types of magic to create this miserable scene.

Dylan, who was looking at the flames fluttering beneath his feet, soon grinned and muttered.

“I wonder if the idiots dealing with the class felt this way.”

“....”

“I have no idea why you are strong. “Why is the power of each spell used so recklessly? Also, even though he knows how to use martial arts, his tenacity is weak.”

Dylan exhaled lightly, mustered up all of his remaining magic power, and stepped onto the edge of the rooftop.

Dylan’s eyes were spinning and he was trying to regain his balance on the spot.

“My head...”

Even after receiving a direct hit that concussed his brain, he somehow maintained his balance and began to stand on his own two feet.

Lennok, who had fallen on the edge of the rooftop, looked back at Dylan as if he was fed up.

“There is no monster like a single mill. “Even if you hit the brain directly with a hammer, it would still be weaker than what you just did.”

In order to end the fight without killing Dylan, I chose hand-to-hand combat, which a solid would never choose, and decided to win.

Even after being hit by the blast wave accelerated by the 5-stack booster, Dylan still held on without fainting.

“Stand there... you bastard....”

“That’s enough, go to sleep.”

“If you go to Barban...”

Gurgling!

He approaches Dylan, who has not yet come to his senses, and pours a whole bottle of strong liquor into his mouth.

Dylan, who was desperately trying to hold on even after smelling the alcohol he loved so much, began to nod off only after Lennok stuck a bottle of liquor upside down in his throat and cast a sleeping spell on him.

“Whew...”

After pounding my brain and drowning myself in alcohol, I had to use a sleeping spell to at least faint.

Regardless of Lennok helping Dylan develop his skills and regenerative abilities, I never thought it would be like this when faced with an enemy.

Rather, it is surprising that he was able to endure this far after being caught off guard by Lennok and allowing a fatal critical hit.

Lennok, who was staring at the fainted Dylan, chuckled, patted his shoulder and turned around.

“Good job.”

The day I infiltrated Charlotte’s cosmetics factory with Dylan and almost died after encountering Kroken.

I still remember the beginning of the year, when everything was over and we sat down on the street and shared a smoke.

Was it not for a similar reason that Dylan took it upon himself to help his class?

Therefore, Lennok did not find Dylan’s behavior to be just annoying.

“Okay then...”

As he stretched out his hand toward the fire that had not yet been extinguished under the rooftop, the burning flames slowly began to be sucked into Lennok’s hand.

Kurrrrr!!

The essence of intense flame began to condense into a dark red sphere in Lennok’s hand with a strange vibration.

Lennok stared at the thing that had shrunk into a small sphere, then lifted it up and threw it over his head.

Flame magic that is not controlled by the magic of the open sea is extremely dangerous, and if left unattended in such a place, there is a high possibility of causing unnecessary damage.

However, there was no reason to extinguish a flame that had already preheated, so Lennok planned to carry it himself.

Woooo!!

The sphere of flame wrapped around Lennok’s wrist began to rotate behind his back like a large prayer beads.

Lennok, who was looking at the compressed flame rotating in a certain orbit like a planet revolving around the user, shrugged his shoulders.

“Shall we go?”

The fire was completely extinguished and Lennoc walked slowly down the street that had been reduced to ashes.

A lot of the conversations I had with Dylan while fighting were not my true intentions, but at least one thing wasn’t a lie.

Evan Martinez. A flame wizard who cooperates with Blue Eyes.

Regardless of the fact that it was not yet well known in the Balkans, Lennok had never set this identity’s inaction so low in the first place.

Wasn’t the large scale built in Evan’s name while fighting with Blue Eyes enough to conquer the Northern Continent?

If the metropolis still believes that this name cannot be compared to fastness, then that is fine.

In the end, it was up to Lennok himself to decide how far he could go after being dropped into the shadows of the Balkans once again in Evan’s name.

* * *

A silence so quiet that it hurts my ears.

A quiet obsidian cavity filled with darkness.

Even the sound of swallowing dry saliva sounds like thunder, so I can’t move.

Lapis thought of this space for the first time when she opened her eyes.

This cavity, which seems dark but not dark, has a warm air somewhere in it.

A wind blows as softly as breath, but at the same time, you feel a cold exclusivity that does not tolerate any interference.

A calm space that seems to have embodied the utopia someone’s heart desires in a realistic landscape.

“You’re awake.”

“....”

A young man with black hair who seemed cold and even cold-hearted was sitting on the chair across from her, staring at her.