I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy-Chapter 485

Hundreds of crimson thunderbolts crashed down as if tearing the world apart, while dozens of death-eating birds soared through the skies, absorbing every soul on the ground.

At the heart of the thunderclouds.

The summit of the Green Tower.

Boom...

Flash—!

Even as lightning struck right next to him, Toa Legrohn, the Green Tower Lord, kept his eyes shut.

Blood streamed down his cheek, and the scent of charred flesh wafted from his lightning-scorched right arm. Yet, he didn’t show a hint of pain.

"Oh! Such an admirable display of willpower! Truly noble, noble indeed! Bearing all that agony with such fortitude—it’s enough to make me fall for you!"

Floating in the sky above the Green Tower, a figure cloaked in black robes, Twilightis, spread his arms wide.

The crimson magic circles glowing at the tips of his hands had already expanded to fill the skies, leaving no gaps for any other magic to penetrate.

‘...Magic won’t work.’

No human spell could pierce that.

It was the strongest magic circle, crafted by a coalition of humanity’s most powerful mages.

Even a 9th-class mage couldn’t shatter it alone.

‘That is, with ordinary magic.’

Toa Legrohn slowly opened his eyes.

If he could wield a power that transcended humanity’s will, a different, extraordinary kind of power...

Then perhaps he could pierce through that magic as well.

For example, the power of the Twelve Heavenly Moons.

Or... the transcendent power of the First Mage, who ushered in the Age of Magic in this world.

Toa Legrohn couldn’t use the power of the Twelve Heavenly Moons. But if it was the power of the First Mage, he could imitate it to some extent.

‘It’s only an imitation.’

It wasn’t the ability to borrow power from the otherworld but to truly dominate that dimension.

If he could perfectly conquer that dimension, he might rival the First Mage. However, Toa Legrohn’s dominion didn’t even reach 1%.

Looking back, even this meager ability had already elevated him beyond the realm of ordinary 9th-class mages...

‘But it’s not enough.’

He needed far more power to break Twilightis’s spell.

And that was exactly what Twilightis intended.

If Toa Legrohn tried to dominate the otherworld by force, he would inevitably destroy himself.

‘Death.’

Knowing this, Toa Legrohn had no choice but to unleash all his dark magic.

Whoosh—!

Black mist engulfed the world and began creeping into the thunderclouds. Twilightis’s expression twisted grotesquely.

"Oh, ohhh... This power! The filthy, grotesque force that surpasses limits—the very power that the High Priest of the Dark God has been yearning for!"

Cough! Toa Legrohn spat out a mouthful of blood.

He knew. His body had already reached its limit long ago.

Challenging the boundaries of humanity with such a frail form was a folly that exacted a steep price.

‘This is where I must kill him.’

Toa Legrohn’s eyes began to glow with a sinister light.

As his dark magic devoured his remaining mana, his rationality eroded, replaced by primal desires.

The will to overcome turned into the urge to destroy.

The drive to advance became a lust for domination.

The instinct to protect twisted into an obsession to possess.

Even as his emotions were corrupted by his desires, he held onto one certainty:

‘If I rip him apart, if I destroy him, I can protect my master.’

Gathering the dark magic of the otherworld into his hands, he etched a magic circle. Black runes tinged with green light carved into the air and spread in ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) all directions.

Crack! Crrrack—!

Blood vessels bulged across Toa Legrohn’s face, making him almost unrecognizable. But his appearance didn’t matter.

As long as his body fulfilled its purpose of channeling mana to the end, it was enough.

"It’s futile!"

"...Ugh!"

But as the mana he had painstakingly gathered began to dissipate, drawn into Twilightis’s thunderclouds, Toa Legrohn’s mind went blank.

"The otherworld! Did you think you were truly its ruler?

Hahaha! How absurd! The true king of that realm is the High Priest of the Dark God, and him alone! You’re nothing but a petty local lord who governs a fragment of that world by his permission! To challenge the king is laughable!"

Toa Legrohn gritted his teeth as his strength drained from his body. His already frail form, reduced to little more than a skeleton, refused to yield.

"Huuup!"

Clenching his fist, he pulled the dissipating green magic circle back toward his chest. It radiated a final, defiant will.

"Oh... This is surprising. Such noble resolve."

But it was nothing more than a desperate act. This alone couldn’t kill Twilightis.

‘...I have no choice.’

He closed his eyes tightly, taking a deep breath. Sacrificing his body wouldn’t suffice.

Then, he would offer his soul instead.

"Hmm? This energy..."

As Toa Legrohn gathered his remaining life force, Twilightis’s eyes widened.

But it was already too late.

Toa Legrohn’s power wouldn’t stop now. It would obliterate everything in this space.

—Stop! Stop it, Toa!

At that moment, a voice reached him.

Had it not been for his master’s voice, Toa Legrohn would have undoubtedly shattered his own soul.

"This..."

Turning his head, he saw the thunderclouds parting, bathed in radiant light.

From the gap stepped a girl with white hair, dazzling as sunlight streamed down like a blessing meant solely for her.

She was resplendent.

Still, as always.

She was beautiful.

Just like that day when she had reached out to him, holding his crumbling hand.

"Ha, haha! How amusing! A noble sacrifice descends directly to us. Surely, she will accept her holy demise with grace!"

"No... no!"

The first to react wasn’t Toa Legrohn but Twilightis.

As soon as the Witch Queen appeared, he unleashed crimson lightning chains to ensnare her.

Clang!

But as if it were the most natural thing in the world, a knight emerged behind Scarlett, slicing the chains apart effortlessly.

The brutal severing of the lightning chains disrupted the flow of mana, causing Twilightis to frown slightly.

And it didn’t end there.

Behind the Witch Queen and the knight, a silver-haired girl with flaming phoenix wings and a young man radiating golden brilliance stepped forward. Their presence sent Twilightis’s heart racing.

"Oh, what a blessed day this is! Truly, the gods must wish to reward me with their favor!"

In this space of thunderclouds, Twilightis was invincible. He had sacrificed countless 8th-class mages to create this dominion.

No Witch Queen, no Tower Lord, no knight defying the laws of nature, nor a girl chosen by the flames—

None of them could defeat him here.

If he could deal with all of them, the balance of the world would tilt entirely in favor of the High Priest of the Dark God.

"Ha, I must say, truly admirable—"

"Silence, you filth."

At Scarlett's single remark, a beam of light descended from outside the thunderclouds, twisting the very fabric of space as it pierced Twilightis's abdomen.

While such a wound wouldn’t kill him, the mental shock was far greater than the physical pain.

‘How...?!’

The space outside the thunderclouds and this place should be entirely severed. Yet, a beam of light generated externally had managed to penetrate this isolated space—a result he simply couldn’t believe.

Twilightis, unaware that this was the Witch Queen's power, had no idea that the seemingly casual strike had required Scarlett to muster every ounce of her strength.

‘Wasn’t the Witch Queen supposed to be weakened?! Then what in the world is Toa Legrohn’s will?!’

Had the information been false?

That couldn’t be.

Twilightis quickly healed the wound in his abdomen, his expression stiff. As long as this infinite mana existed to serve him alone, he was confident he wouldn’t die, and he managed to regain his composure.

"Well, I’m surprised. The Witch Queen’s power exceeds my expectations."

"Mocking me, are you? After healing yourself immediately?"

"Hoho, how could I? Even your apprentice, coughing up blood, couldn’t leave a scratch on me. I sincerely revere you, Queen of Witches."

Scarlett’s insides churned at his condescending tone, but attacking him wasn’t her role.

Her task was to disrupt the thunderclouds with her magic, defying even spatial isolation.

And to ensure—

"Are you ready, Hong Biyeon?"

"...Not yet."

"Good enough. Let’s start."

"I said not yet!"

Her role was to support the girl, enabling her to dispel the thunderclouds.

It was laughable, but for now, that was the Witch Queen’s duty.

"Come on, give it a shot."

"Ugh...!"

Without warning, Baek Yuseol handed Hong Biyeon the box containing the sealed Green Core, locking eyes with her.

"Hong Biyeon, look straight at me."

"Wait, hold on..."

"You can do this. You know who you are, right?"

"I know who you are, that’s for sure."

"Then that’s even better. Like I’ve always said, just trust me."

She wanted to shut his mouth immediately, but oddly, a sense of calm settled over her, stopping her from doing so.

Taking the box containing the Green Core, Hong Biyeon slowly released the seal.

Finally, the true form of the Green Core revealed itself to the world.

It wasn’t a simple orb as she had imagined. Instead, it resembled a sixteen-sided crystal.

Drawing the faintly glowing green crystal close to her chest, she realized that her mana was slowly burning the Green Core. She nearly screamed.

Opening her eyes belatedly—

"Huh...?"

She let out a foolish sound, realizing that she had reached a space entirely different from the thunderclouds.

—Hmm. The Green Core... Pulling this here with your will? You’re quite unhinged, aren’t you?

A deep, resonant voice, lively yet oddly ominous.

She had heard it before.

Turning her head toward the source, Hong Biyeon saw something resembling herself, but not quite—a male form that shared her appearance. He was staring at the Green Core before locking eyes with her.

—Well, long time no see.

"Wh-who are you?"

—It’s me. Don’t you remember?

Whoosh!

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The male form of Hong Biyeon transformed in an instant, turning into a single crimson flower.

‘The Flower of Flames.’

She couldn’t possibly forget.

A flower said to have been controlled by only one person in the centuries-long history of the Adolevit family—the legendary Adolevit.

—That’s right. That’s me!

"How...!"

—That day, when the Pirate King Black Belize was sealed, my consciousness was absorbed into you. Don’t you remember? Haha! I must say, I’m surprised by your progress. Even absorbing the Crimson Moon Flame? Impressive!

She couldn’t understand why he was here. But the fact that everything had changed the moment she touched the Green Core left only one explanation.

"...Help me. I need to control the Green Core."

—Huh? Are you crazy? We’re flames—fire that burns all life. And now you want to control the life-giving energy of a tree? You might as well ask to be killed.

"I know. I was never meant to do this."

The moment she touched the Green Core, she understood. It was impossible with her power.

Her flames would only burn the Green Core to nothing.

But even knowing that—

"...I don’t want to disappoint him."

She didn’t want to betray the trust in Baek Yuseol’s eyes, the unwavering belief he had shown in her as he clenched his hands in anticipation.

—Ah, love. This is love.

"Don’t tease me."

—Not teasing! In fact, I’m delighted.

The Avatar of Flames crossed his arms, nodding with an oddly bittersweet expression.

—The Adolevit of the past also possessed incredible power, but they didn’t know love. Drunk on their strength, they ultimately met their downfall.

"What...?"

Adolevit had fallen? If that were true, the royal family wouldn’t still exist.

"What do you mean...?"

—That’s just how it was. They abandoned love for bloodlines, producing children with those they didn’t care for. The result was a capable but loveless heir who built the kingdom. In the end, Adolevit died with regret over their choices.

—So, I’ll help you.

The Avatar of Flames extended a hand toward Hong Biyeon, not the Green Core.

As flames erupted from her body, they surged into the Avatar.

—Don’t make the same mistake.

"This..."

Feeling the flame’s energy leave her body entirely, Hong Biyeon realized that she had entered a state of neutrality, devoid of mana.

‘In this state...’

She could touch and control the Green Core.

With that realization, she placed her hands on the Green Core, disappearing into the green light.

—Tsk, tsk. So impatient. Not even a word of thanks.

Yet the Avatar smiled proudly.

Her urgency to move forward for someone she loved, forgetting even to say thanks, was something the previous generation of Adolevit lacked.

—Never forget that feeling.