## Chapter 703 – #141_The Silent Witch (3)
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The outcome was still undecided.
But Rosie had already witnessed the fluttering hem of the goddess of victory.
Within the large-scale implementation of the position board, Rosie’s frantic calculation ability proved its excellence.
She had secured nearly 70% of the relays that connected paths and aided in the flow of magical power.
Considering that the rules of the game limited the paths through which magical power could be released to those on the board, this meant that Rosie’s available magical power had more than doubled Siwoo’s.
Add to that Rosie’s ability to foresee dozens of moves ahead, and there was no chance of a reversal.
Rosie quickly increased her momentum and unleashed a curse.
In the cramped space, a feast of curses that could annihilate an entire metropolis overnight unfolded.
The relays greedily absorbed and amplified Rosie’s magical power, gradually leading to higher-level spells.
Siwoo’s response was merely to cower and defend against the attacks, like a turtle, so it seemed that the one-sided flow would not change.
It was pointless to raise his guard, lower his chin, and bury himself in the corner.
The opponent was already a groggy boxer who had been hit hard.
In the face of a merciless barrage, he was bound to sink eventually.
All that remained was a tedious repetition.
The best move requires tremendous brainpower when the conditions are similar, but when such a gap opens up, it’s not that difficult.
It was a simple process of maintaining the status quo and only gaining a little bit of advantage.
Beat, beat, and beat again the opponent who was only focused on covering.
At this point, Shin Siwoo had even given up trying to recapture the relays and was only focused on defense.
However.
“……”
Rosie’s lips, which should have been chattering excitedly by now, were tightly shut.
It was because she had sensed a strange sense of unease in the repetitive pattern.
On the position board, Rosie and Siwoo’s advantages were 7 to 3.
Since the current battle was defined as a game, the flow of the fight should have completely shifted.
The situation that would unfold after this was similar to arm wrestling.
Just as the side whose arm has tilted once has to bear the weight of the opponent’s arm to reverse the situation, it was a situation where it was difficult to even hold on with anything less than considerable strength.
But now, Shin Siwoo was enduring for a long time, even though his hand was almost touching the ground.
At first, she had dismissed it as just a last-ditch resistance or struggle.
“What?”
But when that time exceeded 3 minutes, passed 5 minutes, and reached 10 minutes, Rosie had to reassess the situation.
It was like this.
After a difficult tug-of-war, she thought that she only had to reel in the net like a fisherman who had barely managed to knock down his opponent, but the rope on the opposite side felt like it was tied to a solid pillar.
No matter how much she pulled, she didn’t feel like it was being pulled.
Rosie continued to unleash a barrage of attacks while watching Siwoo.
He was groping through the air with eyes shining with golden light, and he was enduring the pouring curses without flinching.
Something was different.
Shin Siwoo had used a suspiciously wide variety of magic systems before.
But in Rosie’s eyes, it was nothing more than a primitive usage of using various tools as they came to hand.
The quality of the tools was excellent, so it didn’t show at first, but if you asked if it was efficient, she could say ‘no’ with certainty.
But now it was different.
Shin Siwoo no longer used a barrier to block the ‘poison fangs’.
He was physically blocking them with ribbons that swayed like a carnivorous plant.
He also used wind elements to create a wall against the ‘cursed mist’.
He shattered the ‘chains of original sin’, which severely degraded the user’s physical abilities, by using vibrations.
In the right place.
At the perfect time.
He was using only the necessary magic accurately.
This was not a coincidence.
As Rosie had noticed at a glance, Siwoo was aware of the limitations of his magic.
A somewhat disjointed usage that did not blend together.
This was because Siwoo’s acquired magnetic magic had the inherent problem of being extracted from different witches, so it might be a task that he might not be able to completely solve even with time.
Even if he reinforced his armor with elemental magic and used ribbons as papyrus to inscribe barrier magic formulas, they were only imperfect, degraded versions compared to the ‘origins’ used by Sharon, Aea, and Count Yesod.
But Siwoo also knew.
He knew how the black knight in his subconscious had used tools that were only replicas.
Of course, it was impossible to completely imitate the black knight.
The black knight’s abilities were a biased talent that would destroy even himself if it lasted for too long.
In a sense, he had a computational ability that could be called a ‘disability’.
That’s why he didn’t focus on the black knight’s computational ability.
Just as where you use the same tools is more important, the black knight used magic in much more appropriate places than Siwoo.
Siwoo was just imitating that.
The most optimal weapons and shields placed in the most efficient places.
Finally, the advantages of diverse magic shone.
A variety of hands that always have an advantage in any situation.
The resulting lineage led to an efficient exchange rate.
Creating new magic by connecting magic with magic was enough just once at this point.
As a result of this mindset, he had succeeded in building the final line of defense against Rosie, who was using nearly twice as much magical power as Siwoo at the present time.
It was a strange sight.
“……”
Siwoo’s expression, who was clearly on the defensive, was calm and collected, while.
“Ugh…!”
Rosie, who would win if she just went a little further, was gritting her teeth and had bloodshot eyes.
It was because an inexplicable anxiety was consuming her.
This had never happened before on the position board.
She had clearly won and dominated.
The sweet victory that she could take with just a little reach, like picking a fruit hanging from a low branch, was right in front of her.
But no matter how much magical power she invested in her attacks, the game didn’t seem to be ending.
“You’re so damn persistent!”
But it was almost over.
It was not difficult to notice that his magical power was gradually reaching its bottom.
The struggle to create the optimal exchange rate by taking advantage of the various magic was commendable, but there was no way he could infinitely endure a situation where the magical power efficiency was originally twice as different.
“Now die!”
Rosie made her move.
A large-scale spell that she had been building using the remnants of magic that had been broken and scattered.
The most powerful curse that mortals can never escape, death.
The grim reaper’s scythe, which bestows pure death itself, cuts through the air.
-Kuaaaaaa!!!
From the tip of the blade, which was so dark that it was more than just a deep green, a terrible noise like the screams of the dead echoed endlessly.
It was a move that was meant to be a decisive move, but it was a move that was filled with confidence that she would not lose.
The timing was offbeat, taking advantage of the gap when Siwoo used defensive magic.
Everything, including the position to exploit the gap, was perfect.
Nevertheless, Rosie, who was watching Siwoo without blinking an eye due to the lingering anxiety, saw it.
“Bloom.”
A black ring appeared above his head.
A magic that instantly acts as an external core and increases output several times, like the ‘angel’s ring’ used by Dorothy.
-Wiiiiiiing!
The ring was spinning precariously, accelerating again and again.
-Wiiiiiiing!
The moment the rotational force of the ring, which had been devouring magical power like a bottomless pit, reached its peak.
Something appeared on the surface of the ring.
It was a golden fractal pattern that he had not shown before.
Even though it was an object rotating so fast, the pattern was clearly visible.
-Patsutsutsutsu!!!
At the same time, the black ring began to shed its skin.
Behind the crumbling black surface was a golden ring that shone more brilliantly than any gold coin.
Siwoo had connected two things.
Dorothy’s angel’s ring, which instantly amplifies all magical actions.
And Siwoo’s own magnetic magic, repeated amplification.
If it was difficult to connect two other people’s magic.
What if he connected it with magic that he had created himself? That was the idea behind the attempt.
The result was successful.
-Kuuuuuuuuuu!!!
The angel’s ring, combined with repeated amplification, spewed out magical power that far exceeded the total amount that Siwoo could handle, like a cornucopia.
While the burden that was impossible to maintain for a long time was weighing on his whole body, Siwoo took a step forward.
In Rosie’s eyes, Siwoo, who had become the core of a huge storm, looked like a crouching giant rising to his feet.
-Thud!
Just one step.
The giant’s footfall on the ground caused a storm of magical power, crushing the space.
The rampage of golden magical power that burned the evil spirits tore apart the ‘rules’ enforced by the playroom with pure force.
“That’s a foul!”
Rosie, foaming at the mouth, protested against Siwoo’s actions that overturned the game board.
Siwoo had no time to answer.
It was not as calm as it looked.
The newly generated magical power was explosive enough to break through the magnetic magic itself.
In fact, Siwoo could feel his spirit body vibrating precariously just by flicking a finger.
Even in such a storm, the scythe formed by Rosie did not lose its momentum and flew towards Siwoo’s neck.
Originally, Siwoo was going to use a simple but brutal attack of concentrating magical power and shooting a magic cannon to overwhelm the opponent with damage, but…
He tried one more time.
The task of weaving magic into magic that had been playing separately.
In the midst of the overflowing magical power that was close to a rampage, Siwoo chose one of R’lyeh’s magnetic magic, ‘wave’.
It was because it was the task that could produce the best results with the least amount of movement.
He recalled the waves of the magic sea that R’lyeh had wielded.
The scene where R’lyeh, who had more innate magical power than Amelia, had created a tidal wave that swallowed all resistance.
It was a magic that he had never even tried to imitate because the cost was too high, but…
Now it was possible.
He found the resonance point of the chaotic magical power.
He created a small wave, and then created a larger wave.
The log waves stacked on top of each other became one huge wave.
The series of processes happened in the blink of an eye, in the instant it took for the black scythe, which had been flying like a ray of light, to reach Siwoo.
-Kugugugugung!
A golden shockwave struck the room.
The first shock broke the scythe of curses.
The second shock swallowed the implemented position board.
The third shock deeply submerged Rosie.
It was a complete victory for Siwoo without any room for judgment.
