Genius Warlock-Episode 243
“Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa————————!!!!”
Out Cry, fired using a black suit, attacked Bathory with enough force to shake the entire laboratory..
Even the threatening blood magic was torn like a piece of paper in the face of a power that transcended common sense, and even Bathory was swept away by it and flew to the other side..
bang!! Kwarung! Bang 1 and bang--!!! Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! bang!!!
An unknown number of walls were broken, and a thick layer of dust rose up to fill the surrounding area..
I had to worry that the lab would collapse due to the earth-shaking force, but Oliver didn't care about that..
Because Bathory is still alive and well.
Blood welled up through the ruins of a seemingly empty laboratory and hardened into a human shape..
"It just hurt a lot.”
"You shouldn't just be sick... . Can we possibly reconcile now??”
Oliver asked sincerely..
Even though I strengthened my black suit by combining my emotions, vitality, and magic to create an artificial soul the size of a bean, I was not confident in my fight against Bathory..
It may sound selfish, but Oliver wanted to reconcile if he could..
"You can't beat a woman like this and then ask her to reconcile. dave.”
"sorry. If you didn't hit me, I would die... . I beg your pardon?”
"I guess that's the right name. dave?”
Oliver silently admitted that the answer was correct. Now it's too late to take it away.
“….After all, you can read thoughts..”
"no. Instead, your reasoning skills can improve as you gain experience. Randa, a warlock who can use magic, a unique armor tightly woven with emotions and vitality, a quarter staff, and a unique way of speaking that makes people angry... . Rather, I realized it too late..”
“? I'm sorry, but you sound like you know everything about me.?”
"Not as if I know it, but I know it. 'Cause your reputation is spreading down here.”
Oliver tilted his head. As if he couldn't understand at all. 'Cause he really couldn't understand.
Bathory must have read his inner thoughts, and he answered kindly..
"I once killed three of the meat cook's subordinates and four of his students.?”
"ah.… . That's not what I intended. And I didn't kill one person, I just captured him..”
Oliver spoke confidently without any lies..
It is true that killing the human meat cook's disciple was never intended. It was something that happened unavoidably while working..
Also, Benium, the last human meat cook's disciple, was not killed, but was simply captured and handed over to Pinkman..
"Whether it was intentional or not, the human meat chef doesn't care about that. The important thing is that it attacked you..”
“....Is that so?”
"Well, it's rather surprising. Why is he still leaving you alone? I won't leave alone a guy who looks down on me.…..”
Normally, Oliver would have said something like 'I don't know' or 'I don't know.' But this time, instead of saying that, he narrowed his eyebrows very subtly and stared at Bathory..
As if there was something strange and curious about it..
Bathory, who is also an excellent warlock, noticed very subtle changes in Oliver's emotions..
"It's rude to look at a woman's face like that..”
"ah… . Sorry it's weird.”
“It's even rude. It's strange to see a woman's face.”
"No, I don't mean that. Bathory is beautiful..”
In the meantime, Oliver told the employees of Angel's House what he had learned..
When you see a woman, you should always praise her for being pretty. Whether you're actually pretty or not.
"Oh my, thank you.”
“But the feeling is strange.”
“emotion?”
"Yes, when you talk about the human meat chef, what can I say, his emotions are very complex and subtle..”
Bathory is silent and her expression hardens. Anyway, Oliver continued his explanation like a sommelier evaluating wine..
"When talking about human meat cooks, Bathory spews out tremendous hatred..”
Bathory's eyes got smaller and smaller and he looked at Oliver fearfully, but Oliver, already preoccupied with analyzing his emotions, continued talking..
"However, unlike typical hatred, it is not hot, but rather cold. It seems like it's been a while, but the resentment seems that deep..”
“.…Okay, that's it..”
"However, what is strange and incomprehensible is..…."
"stop.”
"..…On the one hand, there is hatred and longing and affection..”
Oliver was fascinated by the unique feeling and continued talking until the end, ignoring Bathory's words..
Bathory's face was contorted in great shame and anger, as if a secret that he did not want to be exposed was exposed, and the target of that anger was none other than Oliver..
“..…The human meat chef and Bathory are not just enemies..”
"I don't understand how to say stop?”
Bathory shows emotional agitation for the first time..
Her face grew sinewy and huge fangs grew..
"sorry. I was curious because a person who was not shaken even when his daughters died had special emotions when talking about a human meat cook... .. For your information, your daughters truly believed in and had affection for Bathory..”
Oliver said, recalling the female warlock who tried to protect Bathory even while shaking with fear..
Even though all of her limbs were burned except for one arm, she worried about Bathory more than herself..
“So what should I do??”
“Well, I'm not saying what to do, I'm just saying that. I feel like you should know somehow..”
Oliver was honest, but the reaction wasn't very good..
Bathory's expression, which was always relaxed and smiling, showed displeasure and anger..
"By any chance, did I make a mistake??”
Oliver asked to apologize, but Bathory didn't listen. She didn't seem to want to talk to Oliver any more..
"Now that we know the basics, let's finish it quickly. Not funny.”
Bathory drew up magical power in one hand and placed his hand on the broken wreckage..
A vast amount of magic power instantly spreads through the remains of the building, manipulating its molecular structure. Cement spears aimed at Oliver shot out from all directions..
As an earth magic of the Gaia school, it boasted overwhelming power as far as physical power was concerned.,
Oliver quickly moved forward, smashing the stone window before it completely crushed him..
Of course, it wasn't just about destroying it..
The broken stone spear was given a new spell by Oliver and flew towards Bathory, piercing her..
"Pfft.....!!"
"I slightly added the black suit to the spear point..”
Oliver spoke to Bathory, who was unexpectedly in pain, and immediately closed the distance..
Perhaps feeling burdened by Oliver's approach, Bathory absorbed the surrounding blood into one arm, gathered strength, and swung it at Oliver..
[remouse)]
A large amount of blood containing murderous intent and magic from Bathory's arm turned into a bat-shaped blade and struck Oliver, leaving terrible stab wounds on the walls, ceiling, and floor..
The power was so strong that the black suit reinforced with an artificial soul was slightly torn..
"this.”
As soon as an opening appeared, a blood tentacle stabbed sharply, and Oliver quickly blocked it with a quarter staff..
Thanks to this, he avoided an effective hit, but Oliver, who lost momentum, was pushed back..
Hahahahahahahahaha———Bang!!
Oliver gets hit against the wall by a blood tentacle. But that wasn't the end.
The cement, still under Bathory's control, sucked Oliver in like a swamp and tried to interfere with Oliver's suit with magic..
It wasn't as easy as I thought, but.
"That's great technology. It doesn't encroach at all..”
Oliver answered with only his upper body exposed..
"Thank you for the compliment.”
"It's a shame. If you had met me a little later, you might have been stronger... .. But on the other hand, it means that you are not my opponent yet..”
With those words, Bathory hardened the cement block holding Oliver as hard as steel and performed another technique..
Oliver raised his head, sensing an ominous movement above his head, and could see a mass of murderous intent and magic coming together from above beyond the ceiling..
The murderous intent and magical power that had been tangled like a lump of mud began to rotate roughly and their power was gradually converging into one point..
Drill, like a typhoon….
"Oh, that could be really dangerous...…
[Impalement)]
Bathory lowered his hands from top to bottom and chanted..
A large pile of blood, possibly from several people, fell through the ceiling onto Oliver's head..
A power that cannot be stopped even by a black suit with an artificial soul added to it..
I felt Bathory's anger..
—————Wow!!
A huge pile of blood fell from above and pierced everything..
In all likelihood, if the attack had landed, Oliver would have been certain to die as well. If you reach it.
‘I lived.’
thought Oliver, who instead of shaking off the block of cement that had caught him, instead interfered with his magical power and went inside..
It was difficult to steal it back thanks to Bathory's magical power control and systematic techniques, but somehow they were able to succeed thanks to Bathory's magical power..
I felt truly fortunate..
If I had failed, I would have been pinned down by the attack just now..
Oliver tried to escape to a safe place like this..
"Whoever wants.”
Bathory, noticing Oliver's presence, threw a bloody blade towards Oliver's direction..
Even though Oliver used his magic to increase the strength of the cement, Bathory's blade cut through the pile of cement like cutting cheese and pulled Oliver out..
"Dare you think you could run away from me?!!”
Bathory quickly closed the distance with wings made of blood on his back..
When Oliver counterattacked by swinging the quarter staff, she opened the distance with amazing mobility, swung both hands, and attacked Oliver once again with the bat blade..
Kara la la la la rock——!!!
The storm of blades that rushed at close range tore through the black suit and left a wound on Oliver..
Naturally, blood flowed from the wound, and the bloody blade absorbed some of it and took it to its owner..
"Let’s have a taste?”
Bathory wants to taste Oliver's blood. Oliver stretched out his hands and chanted..
[blood fire)]
The moment Bathory tried to drink Oliver's blood, the blood exploded and a sticky flame appeared, sticking to Bathory's face and starting to burn it..
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!”
Bathory was extremely embarrassed and screamed, as if he had not expected this at all..
It was more effective than expected.
‘ah.… Because blood is a part of one's own body. It may be natural that it causes more severe pain than other attacks..’
Considering that the best way to block fire magic is with fire magic, it wasn't strange at all..
“That's ironic…..”
Oliver said that and applied the blood flowing from his body to the end of the quarter staff and then stabbed it into Bathory's abdomen..
Quarter staff digging into the stomach. Oliver just exploded..
[Blood Bomb)]
Bathory's body was shattered into pieces as a bloody explosion occurred..
Her body was scattered here and there and became silent with blood and fire..
"This is the end... ..Nope..”
Oliver suddenly saw the blood on his ankle..
Intense anger, resentment, and hatred toward Oliver were visible in the blood..
I tried to get away, but it wasn't easy, and Oliver raised his head..
"ah..…."
Before I knew it, the fallen stake rose again and shot towards Oliver again..
Oliver blocked it with the quarter staff, but the spear of blood did not give in and instead used the force from its mass to hit Oliver and push him down, causing him to fall down to the floor..
Bang 1!
During the fall, Oliver lost his balance and landed on his back..
It looks like an ant pressed by a person's finger. At that time, extra blood flowed from the blade of the spear and tangled into a human shape. It was Bathory.
"I acknowledge you. You are the second most annoying man I have ever seen in over 300 years of my life..”
“.…The first one is the human meat chef.?”
Even though it was an urgent situation, Oliver asked. As if that was the correct answer, Bathory contorted his face viciously and raised his spear to shoot at Oliver..
Oliver blocked it again with the quarter staff, but it was no use..
When the point of the spear was blocked, Bathory kicked and trampled Oliver's face and body with a swift movement, then screamed in anger and swung his fists and nails..
"Kyahahahahahahaha———!!!”
Bathory's attack, filled with emotion, was strong, and the black suit, which had already consumed a considerable amount of power, gradually cracked..
To make matters worse, the shock of the beating could not be overcome and the floor sank once again..
bang——!!
"I need to see your emotions stained with fear, humiliation, and hatred..”
Bathory, burning with revenge, threw away his spear, covered his entire body with blood, strengthened his body, and attacked Oliver again..
The impact caused the floor to sink once again..
bang———!!!
Nevertheless, Bathory did not stop his attack, and the floor fell without being able to overcome the impact. Go on..
bang———!!!!
bang————!!!!
bang—————!!!!
Eventually, Oliver and Bathory returned to the bottom floor, where they first met..
ha..… . haha..….
Bathory was out of breath, probably tired from the beating, and of course Oliver, who was hit, wasn't all that well either..
He desperately blocked his face so his leather mask was not torn, but he lost the quarter staff and ended up with bare hands, his black suit was half torn, his vision was blurred due to the impact, and his body was in tatters with bruises and wounds here and there..
Bathory grabbed Oliver by the neck and lifted him up..
"how do you feel?”
“..…It hurts.”
Oliver answered calmly. It's not a bluff, it's real.
Bathory didn't like Oliver like that..
The theme of the young warlock is that despite being in this situation, he is not afraid, let alone begging for his life.….
It was unacceptable. Regardless of whether I simply won or lost, I wanted to repay this guy. The anger, hatred, and humiliation you feel..
"Hey, do you know what I gain from my blood besides my opponent's magic, talent, and strength??”
“uh… Knowledge and information of the parties involved?”
“To be exact, it's a memory... .. From now on, I will suck every drop of your blood and kill everyone you cherish. Painfully. In honor of your poker face.”
“..…There is no one like that.?”
"No family, lover or friends??”
Oliver was grave..
Oliver was an orphan and had no lover. his friend too..….
“…There it is?”
Even at this moment of death, Oliver's calm emotions were slightly shaken..
Because I had friends. That's right, can't.
Bathory felt great pleasure from that sight and smiled wryly at Oliver..
“I don't know who he is, but I will find him and kill him. I'll kill each and every one of his precious people, and I'll tell you kindly that it's because of you that it's like this, and then he'll cut off his limbs and kill my child.”
—Okay.
Oliver raised his hand..
With that, Bathory's arm that was holding Oliver fell, and Oliver's legs, which had been floating in the air, stood on the ground again..
There was cold silence, and Bathory slowly looked at Oliver's fingertips with unrealistic eyes..
At the tip of my finger was a knife made of emotions..
"......."
"......."
Silent Oliver and Bathory.
She flinched back from the primal fear she felt when facing something stronger than herself. It was then.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
A sound was short and concise, but sharper than anything else, and an arm and two legs appeared in the air..
Bathory lost his limbs and fell to the floor..
Oliver asked, looking down at Bathory..
"After cutting off the limbs... ..what is it?”
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