The Book Eating Magician - chapter-227
Both powers fluctuated intensely in Theodore’s veins. His left hand
became agitated like it was burning up, while his right hand was frozen
Like Yin and Yang, they both responded and resisted each other. Indeed,
the recoil of Abraxas, the magic which transcended circles, wasn’t
comparable to other magic. If Theodore lost concentration for even a
moment, it would self-destruct with a repulsive force. Theodore’s
nerves were tense because he knew this fact.
‘Still, I can do it.’
He was nervous, but he was not afraid. The magic had once succeeded in
imperfect conditions, so he was confident that he could succeed now.
Theodore kept his mind sharp. Rather than waves eroding away at rocks,
his nerves were like a few raindrops falling onto rocks.
He refined his spirit and gathered it at one point like a drop of water.
It was like inserting a thread into a tiny needle hole, but Theodore’s
highly trained concentration made it possible.
The two unstable forces circulated and started to reveal the shape of a
Wuuuuuu. It emitted a calm resonant sound. Unlike before, no strong magic
storm occurred this time. There wasn’t even the slightest fluctuation
as he maintained the contradictory existences.
Theodore stood at the boundary of Yin and Yang and looked down at the
laws of the world.
There was no need to use Umbra’s Dimensional Leave. Thanks to his
awakened Sorcery, he had surpassed the limit of ‘impossible
The chaos of heat and cold, set in the rules of thermodynamics which made
up the world, didn’t prevail any longer. The magician who had reached
the peak deviated from the world. The great magic, Abraxas, was a clue to
the 8th Circle.
Then at the next moment, the nucleus of Theodore’s ‘world’ was born.
“…Umm.” In contrast to the stable Theodore, Pan Helliones
stiffened. He was a warrior who had gone through many battlefields and
was one step away from the borders of this world. If he couldn’t gauge
the nature of the phenomenon happening in front of him, then he would be
so ashamed that he would bite his tongue off and die.
“This will determine victory or defeat. Will you fight me with
strength?” Anger, admiration, and rage boiled in Pan Helliones’ voice.
A red aura sprang up as he expressed this sentiment. Helliones’
greatsword burned as it soared up high into the sky. The ground
couldn’t withstand the increased weight of the aura, and Pan
Helliones’ legs sank down until his knees.
Theodore’s instincts realized what Helliones’ attitude meant. ‘This
Immediately after Theodore fought Marquis Fergana, there had been a huge
explosion reminiscent of a volcanic explosion.
That destructive power had been equivalent to 7th Circle magic, and it
seemed like Pan Hellions was trying to recreate the attack again. The
aura which swallowed up the greatsword then became visible to the naked
This sword showed Pan Helliones’ ‘determined attitude.’
Who would win? That question had already long disappeared from the minds
of the two people. Both masters were confident of their victory and threw
away everything in order to suppress each other.
The great magic, Abraxas (ΑΒΡΑΣΑΞ): first water and fire phase…
And the Super Heavy Sword, Pan Helliones: Type 0, World Break.
Coincidentally, these two techniques were the opposite of each other. The
one that wanted to create and the one that wanted to destroy… The
‘World’s Egg’ and the ‘Sword of Extinction.’
A bead which contained indescribable power was up against a sword which
could wipe out a mountain.
Sound and light were broken, and an impact which overwhelmed human senses
filled the area. Only the two masters were able to defend themselves in
The floor melted like butter, while the atmosphere turned into a vacuum
which denied life. Pan Helliones overcame this environment and watched
the two powers struggling against each other in the center.
‘Indeed… It isn’t ordinary. I didn’t think I would be pushed into
a power showdown.’
His World Break was hard for an enemy to deal with, although it took too
long to use. It had even once stopped a flooded river. An orc village
hiding in a mountain had been completely wiped out.
Nevertheless, the unknown magic used by Theodore Miller had more power
than that. However, Pan Hellions grasped his greatsword firmly. ‘I am
surprised, but it isn’t enough to knock me down.’
He might be the loser, but that didn’t mean he lacked power. His
special move couldn’t be blocked so easily. It was a destructive power
which had its own durability. If he could just survive this attack—
…However, at the very moment that he thought this…
[No.] There was a voice which couldn’t be heard by his ears. [It is up
Beyond the light and noise that couldn’t be penetrated, Theodore Miller
was declaring his own victory. In the end, Pan Hellions wouldn’t know
it until the end. Theodore was hiding his ‘second attack.’
It was the great magic, Abraxas (ΑΒΡΑΣΑΞ): second wind and earth
This technique wasn’t just limited to fire and water. Earth and wind
were also opposing attributes. This form which utilized all four
attributes was the true perfection of Abraxas.
‘Let’s name it Elemental Burst!’
The storm swallowed Pan Helliones.
* * *
The paladin with the golden shield was pushed and rolled across the
ground. It wasn’t difficult to shield from the sword master’s attack,
but a shock in the right place was enough to break his balance.
As soon as his defense crumbled, he received a shower of attacks. One
blow accurately pierced through this gap, aiming exactly at the
paladin’s head. If this blow hit, his brain matter would be scattered
“D-Dammit!” The crusader Ruben was cornered and forced to use a move
he’d been saving.
Unlike magic which was a source of power that existed in the body, divine
power was separate and needed to be recharged. A huge amount could be
accumulated in the body, and it was possible to increase the limit using
In Ruben’s case, his sword and shield were relics. They were treasures
which contained divine power and could be used to save his life if he was
in trouble. The surface of the round shield flashed brightly. and a wave
of divine power was emitted from it, pushing the two masters away.
“Umm, this is annoying in many ways.”
“Don’t be in a hurry. It is almost over.”
They had just missed an opportunity to win, but Baek Jongmyung and Orta
were still calm. It was because this situation had repeated many times
Unlike the last time, Baek Jongmyung and Orta were now fighting together,
so they could attack as well as defend. Once the divine power stored in
the relics were exhausted, Ruben would be suppressed one-sidedly by the
However, this didn’t mean there were no variables.
“Sun God Lairon! Hopefully your servant-”
“I don’t want to hear it.” Orta moved his fingers before divine
power could be generated by the prayer.
Then the light stretched out from Ruben was broken, and the flow of
divine power was lost. Feelings of fear and horror, phenomena he had
never experienced before, filled the eyes of the confused crusader.
“N-No? How did my technique…?”
“You don’t need to know.” There was no reason to teach Ruben, so
Orta gave a cold answer and cut the space.
“Kuack!” Ruben barely avoided it, but a line of blood was drawn down
his face. If he was even a little bit later, it would’ve carved down to
As a shadow who ran around the continent performing missions for Meltor,
Orta already knew how to deal with paladins and priests. The tactics to
consume the power of the relics and the tricks to hinder prayers, all of
them had been identified by him.
Knowing the opponent was the key to winning wars. This was a true saying.
As such, Ruben’s weaknesses were exposed because Orta knew all about
them. Due to being pushed into this situation, Ruben was too slow to
react to attacks.
It meant he wasn’t a threat anymore. Orta pretended to make a mistake
by stepping closer to Ruben, who glared and raised his sword while
‘A magician dares to rashly enter the range of a sword? Then I will
punish that arrogance in the name of God!’
The golden blade struck out with such determination and—
…It slashed through empty space. A few strands of hair were cut off,
but Orta plunged into Ruben’s arms with no injuries. To be precise,
Orta pierced through them.
“You require more training in the sword,” Orta ridiculed Ruben while
waving his hands. It was a magic which cut through space. Before Ruben
could move his upper body, Orta’s fingertips cut Ruben’s body in a
diagonal line. No, to be precise, it should be said that it looked like
it was cut?
“Eh?” There was no pain or bleeding, and Ruben’s elated expression
returned. He didn’t know what mistake Orta made, but the attack was
pointless. Orta had made a mistake was made when he had the perfect
Now Ruben could run away. Ruben didn’t miss this moment when the
airtight defense was relaxed. He moved all his remaining divine power
into his legs—
Ruben couldn’t do it. He fell on his butt and made a frustrated
expression. Why had he fallen down in such a dangerous situation? This
was a ridiculous mistake. However, he soon realized it. No sensations
were being transmitted from the lower part of his body!
“I cut some of your spinal nerves,” Orta spoke dully, as if he was
talking about the bread he’d eaten that morning. “Your cockroach-like
vitality can’t restore wounds that it can’t sense. From a medical
point of view, this power is inefficient.”
Orta looked down at the fallen Ruben with scornful eyes. Ruben went into
a frenzy from the contempt.
Puk! Baek Jongmyung’s sword then pierced through Ruben’s back,
penetrating his heart and pinning him to the ground.
“Kuheok…keok, kuheok…!” Nevertheless, Ruben didn’t die.
Baek Jongmyung glanced at Ruben with cold eyes and clicked his tongue.
“Hah, you don’t even die from this.”
“It isn’t enough to penetrate the heart.”
Instead of answering the question, Orta raised his thumb. Simultaneously,
he cut Ruben’s two legs again.
“Don’t make a fuss. Your spinal nerves are cut, so you can’t feel
It might seem cruel, but Baek Jongmyung didn’t say anything.
The regenerative power Ruben had shown throughout the fight meant there
was a good chance he would survive the serious injury. He would struggle
even if both his legs had been cut off and his heart had been stabbed. If
Baek Jongmyung pulled out his sword, then Ruben would recover quickly.
In the end, Orta kicked the chin of the silent Ruben.
“I’m sick of them, these cockroach-like paladins.” Orta acted like
he was remembering a bad memory, before recovering Ruben’s sword and
The nature of the relics depended on divine power, but it was better than
leaving them alone. Orta placed the relics in his dimensional pocket and
then took out restraints. They were the restraints which had previously
been used on Mujak.
Baek Jongmyung received the restraints and sighed, “Sigh, we did it.
Thank you for your help, Lord Orta.”
“It is natural to respect the will of the alliance. I know what the
crown prince is concerned about.”
Either Prince Elsid or Duke Cornwall would become the winner of this
Meltor and Andras would return home after this war was over, so their
positions were different. The Northern Powers were far away, compared to
the Lairon Kingdom which was close to Soldun. If possible, Elsid wanted
the crusader to be defeated without being killed.
Orta didn’t refuse this favor. This fight would’ve ended 30 minutes
sooner if he had aimed to kill instead of subdue. So, Baek Jongmyung
expressed his gratitude for Orta’s consideration.
Then at that moment…
A few kilometers away from the two of them, a tremendous force exploded.
A mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the earth trembled sharply. The
distance was considerable, but the heat and pressure still tickled their
Orta realized the meaning first and muttered, “It seems like the fight
One of the two strong presences had disappeared. Even with Orta’s
skills, it was impossible to tell from this distance who had won or lost.
He sighed as his brows furrowed beneath the mask. “Didn’t I tell you
not to forget to report, Sir Theodore?”
This was the first time White Tower Master Orta realized that his head
could hurt from having a competent junior.