The Return of the EX-Class Wizard - Chapter 293

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The Return of an EX-Rank Mage Episode 293
Like Choi Kang-mok, Pease had also undergone ‘acknowledgment’.
Pease’s essence was ‘combat’.
An overwhelming and innate talent that encompassed everything related to battle.
His ability to perceive every variable that would unfold in combat and lead the battlefield to his greatest advantage was unparalleled.
Moreover, much of Choi Kang-mok’s combat capabilities had already been revealed through Kang Pal-do’s broadcast.
“I anticipated there would be an escape method utilizing Light.”
It was merely one of countless scenarios.
He had already envisioned it multiple times in his mind.
“The abilities of [Light] and [the Mage] have poor compatibility.”
Light’s nature was to hide its presence as much as possible and flee.
But a Mage?
Could a Mage’s presence be concealed?
“It’s impossible to hide my disciple’s presence.”
Because it contained an immense destructive power that could never be hidden.
The most powerful lifeform in the entire Universe in terms of single-target destructive force.
By pinpointing coordinates on that destructive power and tracking it, pursuit becomes remarkably simple.
Of course, my disciple possesses ‘faith magic’ that turns the impossible into the possible, but my magic also performs miracles.
Pease did not cease his lecture even at this moment.
“If my disciple had assumed me as a pursuer and deployed escape magic, things would have been different.”
Had he limited the pursuer to one and practiced countless times, it would be otherwise.
But not now.
In other words, my disciple is currently executing a ‘comprehensive escape’.
In contrast, I will conduct a ‘focused pursuit’.
One target. A single target for which I have trained my entire life.
“Creation Magic. Disciple Capture.”
Pease’s form became translucent.
It scattered, divided into thousands of fragments.
“Now then, where could my beloved disciple be?”

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Choi Kang-mok had heard every word Pease spoke.
He understood that all of it was a ‘lecture’.
‘Perhaps Pease was right.’
There was inevitably a difference between one who trained endlessly against a single target and one who did not.
It was a truth bordering on absolute fact.
That shook my faith.
“There!”
In an instant,
a black speck materialized before Choi Kang-mok.
The speck swiftly took human form and revealed itself.
It was Pease.
Pease’s entire body was dyed pitch black.
He had transformed himself into darkness to minimize the side effects of temporal magic.
“It would be wise to surrender quietly, my disciple.”
Dozens of black tendrils erupted from behind Pease’s back.
Formidable dark magic.
Imbued with the intent to capture his disciple.
Before Choi Kang-mok’s eyes, the binding spell stretched toward him.
“Blink.”
I chose escape over counterattack.
Having already decided to flee using Light, this was the natural magical sequence.
“I expected as much!”
Pease’s combat experience overwhelmed Choi Kang-mok.
Though he might fall short in destructive power and physical prowess, Pease had completely read through my combat patterns.
Choi Kang-mok flinched in surprise.
‘He’s already predicted where I’ll escape to.’
A black vortex had already unfurled in that very location.
A dark pool.
A manifestation of suction force designed to devour prey.
‘I have three options.’
Evade, block, or destroy.
Given the current flow, evasion seems natural.
‘That won’t work.’
My opponent is a combat monster at least two moves ahead of me.
If I evade, the next trap awaits, and the next, each one meticulously prepared.
He will steadily drive me into an inescapable corner.
For complete checkmate.
‘What if I block with invulnerability?’
If I activate invulnerability consecutively, I could withstand the ensuing chain of attacks.
But what comes next?
‘I claim to use them consecutively, but there’s definitely a gap between each invulnerability.’
A fraction of a moment determines victory or defeat.
I feel it in my magic.
The fierce will of the ‘magical creature’ Pease.
It’s something stronger than my own faith.
Miracles in this world aren’t created by ‘faith’ alone.
Certain kinds of will also create miracles.
‘A different form, another realm entirely…!’
I hate to admit it, but Pease was demonstrating a new realm.
It was quite a masterful approach.
Moreover, Pease was giving his all.
‘I need to go all out too.’
Choi Kang-mok manifested an energy bolt.
In urgent moments, the most fundamental magic always shines brightest.
‘I don’t need to aim for destruction specifically.’
I just need to shake things up.
Right now it’s his turn.
I just need to seize the momentum for myself.
‘If his essence is combat, then mine is destructive power.’
I don’t need to expend much effort on essential matters.
I can throw them out carelessly.
They’ll still function properly.
“I knew you could dispel my binding magic.”
The flow of the battlefield itself belonged to Pease.
Pease had already predicted all of Choi Kang-mok’s responses.
But that didn’t mean he could counter this dispel.
“Of course my magic will be dispelled.”
Prediction is meaningless against destructive power.
Whether anticipated or not, it can’t be stopped either way.
“That’s why I decided to add a variation.”
Boom!
A small explosion sounded.
The energy bolt dissolved the black hole magic.
“I accept dispel through destruction.”
But I don’t end it there.
“In combat, foreshadowing plays a crucial role.”
“….”
The black hole magic shattered into fragments.
And transformed into a different magic.
“You witnessed my body decompose into thousands of fragments, didn’t you, disciple?”
I reveal to my opponent what I will do before I do it.
This approach elevates the beauty of combat to its fullest.
The fight transcends into the realm of art.
“That is part of it. My magic, once shattered into thousands of pieces, transforms into fragmented capture spells that will ensnare you.”
Thousands of fragments extended toward Choi Kang-mok.
Each and every one was a capture spell.
“A victory achieved through foreshadowing is far more beautiful than a simple one.”
I capture my disciple.
Eventually, my disciple will learn all of this.
His talent is innate.
One day, he will surpass me!
Choi Kang-mok hastily activated Invincibility to block the capture spells.
‘I managed to block them, but…’
He succeeded in blocking most of them.
Yet a few fragments pierced through Invincibility.
It was remarkable.
‘My own magic couldn’t penetrate Invincibility.’
He breached the impenetrable defense through a different method than raw power.
It meant technique was involved, not mere force.
Even Pease was genuinely surprised.
“I didn’t expect so many to be blocked.”
I trained my entire life for a single opponent.
Yet my magical achievement falls short of expectations.
Conversely, my opponent’s magical achievement far exceeds what I anticipated.
The more this became apparent, the more delighted Pease became.
Though I already knew it, my disciple’s talent surpasses imagination every time I witness it.
“My mana circuits feel twisted.”
An obstruction to casting magic had emerged.
It was difficult to call it a fatal wound.
It felt like running with a few toes slightly uncomfortable.
Yet this trivial difference became the decisive factor in victory or defeat.
“But there’s one thing I’m curious about, Pease.”
“Ask whatever you wish.”
The battle entered a temporary lull.
Choi Kang-mok made no attempt to heal himself.
The moment he used healing magic, Pease would deploy another capture spell.
“I sense it in these miraculous magics of yours.”
I’ve felt it since earlier.
Pease is sincere.
“Sincerity willing to stake one’s very life upon.”
“Did you feel it.”
“To be precise, it seems closer to [will].”
The will and obsession to make Choi Kang-mok my disciple no matter what.
That is what completed Pease’s magic now.
“However, there seem to be side effects in drawing out this will.”
“You saw it precisely.”
Pease nodded.
My disciple’s insight is remarkable.
“Let me correct what my disciple said. Not willing to stake my life, but having staked my life.”
Literally.
“I am fighting this battle with my life as collateral.”
He smiled faintly.
“This will be my final battle.”
In capturing and teaching my disciple, I gave no thought to what comes after.
Capture. Confine. Teach.
There is nothing else.
Even if I perish, it matters not.
“The true name of this place is the [Tutoring Room Without a Teacher].”
I have already left behind all the legacies for my disciple.
I have already reached conclusions through countless simulations.
“I could find no way to make you my disciple without dying.”
A direct confrontation would result in mutual destruction at minimum.
Even for a combat creature like myself, there existed no such thing as winning a battle ‘without injury’.
So I decided.
“You shall become the master of this place, inheriting from me.”
You will inherit my progress in this realm.
In the form of books, in the form of crystal recordings, in the form of audio.
I have left behind every conceivable form of lecture material here.
“With your talent, you will be able to inherit all of my progress even without me.”
This was the ultimate objective of the 100th Floor.
[The challenge of the 100th Floor Boss, ‘Magical Creature’, is now revealed.]
[Challenge: The Tutoring Room Without a Teacher opens with great fanfare!]
Pease smiled faintly.
“Though I shall fade away, my magic will endure.”
A great mage will inherit my progress.
That was Pease’s grand dream.
[Support from numerous Writers is confirmed.]
The mage had become far too powerful.
At this rate, someday he would be hunted down and assassinated—such awareness had become pervasive.
The Black Writers made their final desperate struggle.
[Tower System Final Protocol has been activated in secret.]
[※For fairness, this information is disclosed to all Awakeners]
A collision between magical creature and mage.
This was ultimately the Tower’s plan to create the true master of the 100th Floor.
The magical creature dies.
In exchange, the mage becomes the master of the 100th Floor and is reborn as the true boss.
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-My head’s spinning
[!Universe Announcement!]
[We announce that this protocol was a procedure to appoint the true master of the Tower’s 100th Floor, which had been vacant.]
[Please congratulate us all!]
[Soon, the true master of the 100th Floor will be born!]
Flames erupted from the Tower across the entire Universe.
The light was brighter and more radiant than when the EX-rank was cleared.
Even the Black Writers celebrated themselves.
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I’ve been grinding my teeth for this day!!
Gusang-gwon crossed the line, damn it—I poured my entire fortune into this
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[Now this Tower shall be reborn as an impregnable fortress.]
The Tower’s final objective was also revealed.
To create a true master and establish an iron-willed Tower that would never crumble.
The master of the 100th Floor was the ‘mage’.
Pease spoke.
“Now. Become my disciple.”
Devoting his entire life.
He would capture and teach his disciple.
In this space. Forever.

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