The Wizard's Biological Chip Can Process Everything-Chapter 69: Daniel vs Helena

I looked at the owner of that voice and, for a brief moment, forgot to breathe.

It was Daniel.

I didn’t need anyone to tell me who he was.

He was a figure who blended the beauty of a light mage with something inherently terrifying.

His skin was pale, as if made of ethereal crystal, radiating a soft glow that was both captivating and uncomfortable to the eyes.

Without a doubt, he was at the peak of a Level 1 mage.

But it was his eyes that truly paralyzed me.

A radiant golden hue, brilliant, yet so empty that it gave the impression he could see everything I was—and worse, everything I tried to hide.

And the bracelets...

Golden bands wrapped around his neck and wrists, but they were not ordinary gold.

They shimmered with a distant, warm light, as if they contained seals holding immense magical energy within.

I knew Helena was one of his students.

And I also knew, somehow, that everything happening there was connected to him.

I deactivated the biochip the moment I felt his presence, trying to avoid exposing my own existence.

The magical energy emanating from his body was suffocating.

It was so intense that my eyes began to burn and water uncontrollably.

Helena, in that form, seemed completely absorbed in his presence, which gave me a single chance to act.

Taking advantage of her brief distraction, I held my breath and ran back into my room.

I did not dare look back.

When I reached my door, I shut it with all the strength I could gather, as if that alone could keep the chaos outside.

I did not dare peek. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

I knew that if I saw something Daniel did not want anyone to see, my pathetic life would end before I could even process what had happened.

So I remained in silence, waiting for time to pass, praying that Daniel would not notice my insignificant existence.

Almost all true mages I had encountered were cruel, the kind who did not hesitate to take lives or conduct all sorts of dangerous and malevolent magical experiments on humans and living creatures as if they were nothing.

No matter how careful I was, there was no way to hide from Mage Daniel’s spiritual senses.

However, by behaving this way, I hoped to show that I was not trying to spy and had no interest in getting involved in the mage’s affairs.

At the very least, if I left before anything truly significant happened, I might remain safe.

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Helena looked at Eduard’s door and said angrily,

—He... he was mine. I was going to swallow Eduard’s big penis with my pussy until it went limp, but you took that away from me.

Helena’s eyes burned with an intense crimson glow, like living embers, flickering with the wild unpredictability of a beast on the verge of frenzy.

Her nails began to grow unnervingly, transforming into sharp, gleaming claws that shone in the light like freshly honed blades.

The mage murmured to himself, barely concealed amusement in his voice.

—It seems my test subject has developed a romantic attachment to little Miguel’s acolyte.

—How... intriguing.

He crossed his arms, his gaze dripping with disdain as he observed Helena’s transformation.

—My experiment appears unable to control the instincts of its own mind.

Helena’s altered body was light as a feather, optimized for speed and agility.

Though her swiftness was impressive to human eyes, it was nothing more than a slow blur to Daniel, an experienced mage.

He did not flinch as she hurled herself toward him.

When Helena launched her attack with all her strength, she found herself trapped inside a tornado conjured by the mage.

The swirling vortex of light dragged her mercilessly, spinning her violently within its chaotic grip.

"Zoshhhh~~!"

The sound of slicing wind mixed with the terrified scream that tore from Helena’s throat.

Caught within the vortex, her body was violently flung against the stone wall of the tower.

"CRACK~~!"

The impact reverberated, and the sickening snap of breaking bones reached Eduard, who shrank back inside his room.

Daniel’s smile remained unshaken.

It had taken minimal effort on his part to subdue her.

But as he savored his apparent victory, something unexpected happened.

Helena, now consumed by bestial fury, rose once more.

Despite her broken bones, her determination remained unyielding.

Her bloodstained wings began to beat with a ferocity that stirred the air into roaring ripples.

With a savage leap, she used the tower wall as leverage, launching herself like a projectile.

Her speed was so extreme that she became a red blur slicing through the space between her and Daniel.

"Zummmm~~!"

Her crimson eyes locked onto the mage, filled with murderous intent as she shot toward him like a bullet.

But Daniel remained still.

His expression was almost indifferent, as though he were facing nothing more than a minor inconvenience.

He sighed, a gesture heavy with contempt, and lightly flicked his right wrist.

Out of nowhere, a massive, translucent hand of radiant energy materialized in the air.

Its form was colossal, emanating an undeniable aura of power.

With a swift and devastating motion, the hand opened and delivered a thunderous slap to Helena, hurling her against the wall with a force that echoed throughout the dormitory.

"Pow~~"

"Buzz~~"

"Crak~~"

"Cra~~"

"Cr~~"

"CRACK~~!"

Helena’s body collided brutally with the stone surface.

This time, the blow was so violent that she could no longer rise.

Her limbs were twisted at impossible angles, and the sound of bones snapping was audible even to those far away.

Daniel walked slowly toward her, his footsteps echoing across the stone floor.

His pale face bore a cold and distorted smile as he gazed down at Helena’s shattered figure lying on the ground.

—A newborn blood fairy who lost her head... What a disappointment, he said disdainfully, waving his hand to make the enormous energy hand vanish into thin air.

But the true horror was yet to come.

Raising his slender arm, Daniel conjured a pale orb of light in his palm.

It was an ethereal flame, wrapped in an aura of death, burning silently as if even sound itself feared approaching it.

He lowered his hand slowly, pressing the glowing sphere against Helena’s forehead.

"Uggg~~"

A faint groan escaped her lips as her body trembled in sheer terror.

Perhaps it was survival instinct or an innate perception of mortal danger, but something deep within Helena reacted.

Her red eyes, once fierce and wild just moments before, began to lose their threatening glow.

Little by little, the color returned to their normal shade, and her white hair, once a mark of her bestial transformation, began to regain its original blue hue.

Helena let out a desperate cry, retreating from the mage as much as her broken body allowed, dragging herself helplessly across the cold floor.

Her eyes now reflected deep fear, and her face displayed a silent plea.

—What? Daniel murmured, frowning. He stopped pressing the deadly flame against her forehead, intrigued by her reaction.

The orb of light still burned silently, its presence illuminating Helena’s face, now as pale as marble.

The flame cast dancing shadows across the mage’s features as he observed the young woman’s transformation.

—How interesting... he said, his voice now filled with curiosity. —Can the fear of death restore her consciousness? This is a phenomenon I have never witnessed before.

Daniel withdrew his hand, extinguishing the flame with a gesture as effortless as snuffing out a candle.

His eyes now gleamed with a new kind of interest — not the earlier disdain, but an almost scientific fascination.

—Perhaps you still have some value... Not as a weapon, but as a subject of study.

With a snap of his fingers, the air around Helena filled with shimmering light.

In an instant, dozens of chains made of luminous energy materialized in the space around her.

The chains slithered like serpents, coiling around her neck, arms, legs, and every joint of her battered body.

Each link pulsed with intense energy, emitting a glow that shifted between gold and white.

Helena tried to resist, but it was useless.

Her strength was completely drained, and the luminous chains tightened with every slight movement, fully restricting any chance of escape.

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