The Return of the EX-Class Wizard - Chapter 193

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The Return of an EX-Rank Mage Episode 193
Raymond cried out loudly.
As if to make sure I heard him.
“A disciple-style Pocket Dimension application confinement spell!”
A pitch-black space materialized in the empty air.
Cubic in form.
I could discern its nature.
Something was contained within it.
“Did you capture the 70th Floor boss?”
“Heh heh.”
Raymond gazed at his disciple with an expression that seemed to ask: Well? Impressive, isn’t it?
A perceptive disciple would immediately recognize the peculiarity of this spell.
“This is an upgraded version of the confinement scroll.”
Creating a ‘confinement domain’ by utilizing Mayo’s shield.
This concept was extremely familiar to me.
In fact, this very concept had influenced the completion of my defensive spell just moments ago.
“I was creating this spell, inspired by my disciple’s magical applications.”
Raymond’s eyes turned red.
It had been ages since I accomplished something.
A sense of achievement erupted within me.
“My creation spell has been registered in the Magic Archive!”
What exactly is the Magic Archive?
But I didn’t ask.
Now was the time to respect this moment of enlightenment.
I should let him savor his joy fully.
It was an unspoken rule among mages.
“I’m truly grateful. My disciple even inspired my initial spark of creativity.”
“I’m glad it was helpful.”
“It still is.”
Raymond chuckled warmly.
Indeed, experiencing something once surpasses observing it a hundred times.
“Having been confined myself, my eyes were truly opened!”
I deliberately accepted the Spirit Entity.
The Spirit Entity seized most of my consciousness.
Raymond continued, as if recalling the situation from moments before.
“My consciousness was compressed into something minuscule and confined—that’s what it felt like.”
It was fortune.
What luck that such a powerful boss appeared before me.
Raymond rejoiced for quite some time. Like a child.
I felt rather proud as well.
“But Professor, didn’t you nearly strip away your consciousness entirely?”
“That’s correct.”
The results had been extraordinary, but it was far from without risk.
Had fortune turned against me, I would never have returned to myself.
I would have been completely consumed by the Spirit Entity, reborn as the 70th Floor’s supreme boss across all universes.
“If I hadn’t grasped how to strengthen my dispel power….”
“Nonsense. How could that be?”
Raymond’s eyes burned with unwavering resolve.
A gaze of absolute conviction, without the slightest tremor.
“My disciple cannot fail.”
He believed in my magic more than I believed in myself.
I was deeply moved.
Indeed, only a mage can truly understand a mage’s heart.
People misinterpret us as lords or emperors, but they understand nothing.
My magical mentor continued.
“Even should you fail.”
Even if the worst came to pass.
“That too is a mage’s destiny, is it not?”
“….”
I marveled once more.
This man is a true mage.
My earlier worries—what if the danger proved too great, what if my body were truly seized—now filled me with profound shame.
“I learn so much every time we meet.”
“Ha ha! Not at all. It is thanks to you, my disciple, that I could perfect my magic, is it not?”
Kang Pal-do momentarily forgot about the broadcast, staring at them both with an incredulous expression.
What are these madmen saying, really.
Raymond gazed at the pitch-black cubic space with satisfaction.
“Is the Spirit Entity imprisoned within that space?”
“Indeed. It has no physical body, nor is it a conventional specter. Even I have rarely encountered such a peculiar entity. From what I understand, it resembles a 70th Floor boss… is that correct?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“For a 70th Floor boss, it seems rather….”
Isn’t it operating on an extraordinarily high dimensional level?
“Ah. Did you perhaps enter the 3rd Section?”
“No?”
“Then the 2nd Section? But even for the 2nd Section, this boss operates on too high a dimensional plane…?”
“There was no such notification.”
“You’re not telling me such a creature emerged from the 1st Section?”
“Yes. We entered the open world system….”
This conversation was being broadcast to the entire world through Kang Pal-do.
Detailed information about the “open world system” was being revealed to the world for the first time.
[Haha, what kind of battle is the EX-rank Awakener fighting all alone?]
└Even the higher-dimensional professor looks dumbfounded (photo attached)
└But wasn’t the situation actually not that dangerous?
└Now that I think about it, that does seem right?
The truly perilous moments belonged to Raymond, who had willingly accepted the Spirit Entity, or Kang Pal-do, who nearly perished beneath rubble—Choi Kang-mok himself had scarcely faced genuine danger.
[Wasn’t the boss the one who fled, and he went to capture it?]
└No, Raymond forcibly summoned Kang Pal-do
└But before that, the boss chickened out
└And even failed to steal Kang Pal-do’s body lol
└But from the description alone, it sounds like a ridiculously strong boss….
It operates on a higher plane of existence.
A formidable boss capable of seizing even Raymond’s physical form.
One that had drawn the intervention of the mysterious entities known as ‘Writers’….
[But it’s weak, right?]
└Isn’t the EX-rank Awakener just too strong?
└Honestly, I think the Writers are the real villains here
└At this rate, isn’t he the actual boss monster?
└Necromancer who failed the boss mob raid ㅠㅠ I’m sad.
Raymond arrived at a similar conclusion.
“It seems my disciple is being judged as nearly a boss monster.”
“Yes, I feel the same way.”
Choi Kang-mok felt wronged.
I’m just a pure mage.
“That’s simply how it is.”
“Pardon?”
“Mages are naturally subjected to considerable prejudice.”
“…I see.”
“It is, in a sense, the fate of mages. Do not trouble yourself over it. A true mage need only dedicate themselves to their craft. One day, the world will recognize your worth.”
“….”
Raymond’s words brought me profound solace.
“And even if they never do, would that truly matter?”
“Pardon?”
“You don’t practice magic to impress others, do you?”
“…Ah.”
That’s right.
What does it matter if others see me as an emperor or a lord?
What matters is that I know I am a mage. That I can stand tall in my own truth.
To have such a magnificent mentor at my side—surely this is providence.
“Thank you, Master. I have learned much from you.”
“Now, about that—”
Raymond examined the ‘Containment Spell’.
Inside it, the 70th Floor boss—the Spirit Entity—remained imprisoned.
“When will my magic take effect?”
“Indeed, a fair question.”
Kang Pal-do’s ears betrayed him.
“Wait. You absolute madmen!”
Weren’t they just… having a conversation?
Cold sweat trickled down Kang Pal-do’s spine.
He was a survival specialist, yet standing beside these two, he felt his survival odds plummeting by the second.
He couldn’t quite articulate it, but an overwhelming sense of dread washed over him.
“What are you two doing?!”
So engrossed in his conversation with Choi Kang-mok, Raymond’s ears failed to register the mine’s anguished screams.
Raymond continued slowly, his words measured.
“That Spirit Entity doesn’t merely possess living creatures.”
“Yes, I’m aware of that.”
It had possessed corpses as well.
If it wished, it could inhabit a pickaxe.
It could transform anything into its vessel.
It was no accident that Raymond had called it a ‘higher-dimensional boss’.
“A boss that devoured your magic, Professor. I must confess—I’m genuinely curious.”
And Creation Magic at that!
What manner of creature would this Spirit Entity become after consuming the newly-forged ‘Containment Spell’?

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The Spirit Entity recognized the magic that confined it.
‘I like this.’
Extraordinarily sophisticated magic.
I could even sense traces of a Pocket Dimension within it.
The Spirit Entity understood.
If I devour this, I can leap forward another dimension.
‘Let me consume it.’
And time was abundantly provided.
The Spirit Entity began consuming the magic gradually.
It absorbed the magic’s patterns and swallowed its principles.
Soon, the Spirit Entity evolved into magic itself.
A cubic form.
[!Special condition satisfied!]
[3rd Section element forcibly activated!]
[Forced entry into the 3rd Section.]
Choi Kang-mok felt a slight tension.
I had deliberately allowed this, but I never expected it to reach the 3rd Section.
A 3rd Section monster. The memory of how formidable King Sparock on the 70th Floor was remained vivid.
It was a pleasant tension.
[Challenge: Defeat ‘Spirit Entity—Confined’ and successfully exit!]
The challenge was somewhat unusual.
Defeating it was one thing, but successfully exiting?
‘It looks similar to Mayo?’
A black cube came to mind. A glossy black body was visible.
On its body, an expression ‘^─^’ was displayed.
Mayo bristled.
-Fake!
-That’s plagiarism!
An alert sounded.
[The exit of the 70th Floor of the Tower (Korean Domain) is completely sealed.]
[The skill ‘Exit’ is restricted.]
Ah. So that’s why ‘successful exit’ is the challenge.
The Spirit Entity’s voice echoed throughout the entire 70th Floor space.
“Now then, shall we play again?”
Choi Kang-mok glanced at Raymond and spoke.
“Master, besides my amplified dispel magic, there’s another talent I’ve recently awakened.”
“What is it?”
“Taming magic.”
Choi Kang-mok stroked the bridge of the Red Cat’s nose perched on his shoulder.
Meow.
Red Cat rumbled contentedly, purring with satisfaction.
“Remarkable. No matter how I look at it, it resembles a dimensional beast like Red Cat. I simply must investigate how you tamed it—no, I shall conduct a direct inquiry myself.”
And my chest swelled with pride.
My disciple had reached this level?
“Combat magic and taming magic—you’ve far surpassed your master. I’m truly proud and deeply moved.”
Choi Kang-mok laughed awkwardly.
Kang Pal-do’s AI narration faithfully performed its function.
[At the master’s heartfelt praise, the disciple blushed with joy and….]
“Is this really the time to exchange pleasantries!”
Yet the two mages, lost in their own world, remained deaf to Kang Pal-do’s sensible outcry.
Choi Kang-mok spoke again.
“Though I’ve discovered a talent for taming magic, I don’t particularly wish to tame that.”
Then why bring it up in the first place?
Kang Pal-do didn’t cry out.
He simply wanted to show off to his master.
Were they truly insane?
“I understand. Discovering a talent for taming magic doesn’t mean you must tame everything. Taming is a field heavily dependent on personal preference, after all.”
“Instead, allow me to demonstrate something else, Professor.”
Kang Pal-do surveyed his surroundings.
Though invisible to the naked eye, the ‘space’ was steadily contracting.
The 70th Floor itself was shrinking.
The spatial boundaries continued to close in.
Inch by inch.
Though I couldn’t articulate it precisely, a crushing pressure descended upon us.
A suffocating terror flooded in—as if we would be strangled by the very space itself.
[The shrinking space. Perhaps the Spirit Entity had now become the 70th Floor itself. If we’re consumed by the space, what becomes of us? We must consider the possibility of our existence vanishing entirely. Or the possibility of being trapped in the 70th Floor forever.]
“An expansion of defensive magic.”
I manifested five instances of the defensive spell ‘Compact Energy Barrier’.
I could manifest up to seven, but five remained stable.
And I continued the shape-transformation work.
“Using the energy barriers as vertices.”
A pentagonal arrangement.
The energy barriers enveloped the area around ‘Black Mayo’.
“Constructing it from thin planes.”
“A remarkable application.”
The energy barriers expanded.
Soon they formed a massive sphere, engulfing ‘Black Mayo’ within.
For now, a spherical form.
“And now, transforming it into a cubic shape once more.”
“!”
Like kneading dough.
The black energy floor transformed into a perfect cube.
“I believe I’ve succeeded as well.”
A containment spell.
The difference was that I had manifested through an energy floor what I’d previously accomplished via ‘Shield’.
“A containment spell based on defensive magic. A new application you taught me, Master.”
Raymond nearly tilted his head in confusion.
Me? When did I teach that?
“I truly am a genius at instruction.”
Choi Kang-mok grinned wickedly.
This was no longer mere containment.
If you compared it to a prison, the energy floor was the iron bars.
Touching it meant instant death.
Choi Kang-mok continued his magical variations.
“Disciple?”
Raymond’s eyes widened in astonishment.
Remarkably, my disciple’s magical advancement did not end here.

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