Dragon-Devouring Mage Chapter 227

Episode 227

EPISODE.114

Superhuman.

Among them, the battle scene created by the two Auror practitioners was quite different from that of the archmages.

Although the scope of the aftermath itself was limited compared to the wizards’ battle… … .

‘It’s quite miserable.’

If the fight of the great wizards is described as broad, the fight of the Auror practitioners… … .

‘deep.’

It was a sight that would be difficult to find any other words to describe it.

Coogggggggg-.

As if the earth had been twisted in the aftermath of the fight, tremors reminiscent of aftershocks alternated irregularly.

Someone’s voice was heard from the pit where sand dust was still rising.

Perhaps because he had not been able to control his angry magic from the battle just now, he seemed to have noticed Russell approaching.

“New success.”

Arekhs’ voice.

The sand dust that filled the surrounding area was swayed by the blowing wind, and he slowly walked out, parting it like a curtain.

“What happened there?”

It seemed like it wasn’t an easy battle; not only were long cuts left here and there, but the entire body was soaked with blood that had flowed out.

The good news was that none of the injuries suffered were fatal, which could directly affect his life.

Pong-.

I opened the subspace to him and handed him several bottles of open potions.

“… … What are these things? Lol.”

It seems like he needed to take the potion with a smile while saying that.

“Thank you.”

Russell responded to the man who sprinkled a potion on his body and greeted him.

“first… … “I did win.”

“first?”

It was literally just one thing.

I didn’t use all of my cards, and I won easier than expected, but that was only thanks to a sudden realization at the last moment.

If it weren’t for that, he would have had to expose a few more of the paddles he was carrying.

‘furthermore-.’

Feeling a dazed feeling, Russell tightened his grip.

It literally happened out of the blue and unconsciously.

Perhaps because of this, the sensations he felt at the time remained as a vague reverberation in Russell’s fingertips and consciousness.

I felt like I could vaguely see the path I needed to take, but it took quite a bit of effort to find the right direction and walk down that path.

“hmm. “I guess there’s something going on.”

Areks shrugged his shoulders at Russell’s complicated expression and sighed.

“Still, you’re better than me. “I missed this one.”

A frustrated voice.

“… … ?”

To Russell, who looked puzzled, he scratched his head and explained briefly.

“The moment the fight between the Duke and that novice guy ended, he must have sensed that he was at a disadvantage, so he just ran away.”

It was clear that the thunderbolt mentioned here was Walter, and the reason for running away was as obvious as fire.

“Probably because they were concerned that it would become a two-versus-one fight.”

He was unable to gain a clear advantage even against Areks, who had not completely recovered from his injuries.

In the meantime, it was clear that if Russell joined in, it would be his defeat.

“Swift… … Tsk.”

He clicked his tongue, perhaps because he was displeased with having missed the guy due to his own carelessness, and looked at Russell and said,

“Thank you more than that. Shin Seonggong. If it weren’t for the ball, what would he have done… … .”

“no.”

Russell shook his head. If we had been able to arrive even a few days earlier, there wouldn’t have been an unfavorable fight in the beginning.

Areks firmly denied Russell’s words.

“Don’t say that. “If it weren’t for the ball, the person lying on the floor would definitely have been me, not that thunderbolt.”

He pounded his chest a couple of times and lowered his head.

“I, Arekhs Kaylen, will never forget the ball’s help today. “I promise this in the name of the Kailen family.”

Although it was located in a region other than the royal capital, the Kaylen family was a military family recognized even within Endymion.

A warrior who uses heavy weapons. Areks is the representative of the Kaylen family.

Such a person made a promise in the name of his family. The weight couldn’t have been light.

Russell also knew that well, and was about to smile bitterly and lower his head.

Kyaaa-!

That!

Cries full of deceit were heard from all directions.

A place where the undead evaporated in the aftermath of a battle between two pairs of four superhumans.

To fill the place, the still surviving undead were rushing in like the tide.

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Hundreds, thousands… … No, maybe more.

The sight of hordes of undead rushing in with no end in sight almost looked like black waves or the ocean.

Russell muttered to himself, looking tired of the ominous scene.

‘How many lives must have gone into creating this number of undead… … .’

It would be fortunate if the undead were simply dug up by digging up a grave or using the body of someone who died a long time ago.

‘Considering the behavior we saw in the empire the day before, I don’t think that would be the case.’

Of course, the reason Russell thought that way was not only because of his experience the previous day.

Perhaps because they could not withstand the passage of time, most of the undead created in this way have body parts missing or misaligned.

In comparison, what do the undead that fill our eyes now look like?

‘There are some that are lacking or out of alignment… … .’

There were also quite a few of them with rotting flesh hanging all over their bodies.

At first glance, it appears that they were manufactured not long ago and that they were leading an ordinary life until not long ago.

Russell clenched his molars and raised his magic power.

The mental power consumed in the fight with Walter has long since been recovered through ‘Solomon’s Crown’.

Bubbling, perhaps because the residual heat from the battle just before had not yet cooled down, rapidly heated magical energy was radiating out through the toes, and magma was boiling over from beneath the surface.

Red lava swept over the area roughly.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-!

The undead caught up in it gradually melted and disappeared. Fire energy is an attribute that is like polar opposites to the undead.

Of course, Magma was not chosen simply for that reason.

Since ancient times, fire has been considered an auspicious and comforting entity in folk beliefs.

That is why fire did not go out during the memorial service. In other words, the current torrent of magma and the resulting flames could be said to be Russell’s own memorial service.

‘Please rest in peace… … .’

With those thoughts in mind, the magma once again engulfed the undead.

Kwaaaaaa-.

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After that, things went smoothly.

Although they were numerous, most of the undead army that comprised them were low-level undead such as skeletons and ghouls.

Now that the superhuman strength that the Empire had been boasting was gone, driving them out was not that difficult.

Even more so after the arrival of an archmage who can turn a battlefield over on his own.

As if he had recovered from all the injuries from that day’s battle with just a few days of rest, Russell headed straight to the next battlefield.

Of course, Russell did not simply use anti-army magic to drive out the undead.

In order to control this number of undead, there must be magicians not far away.

Through greatly expanded magical power detection, they were able to catch the flow of evil mana, and through this, catch the cultist who was controlling them.

Like right now.

Gurgling-!

A vivid lightning bolt cuts through the night sky and lands on the head of a cult member who was hiding in the darkness of the forest like a veil.

Precise aiming and magic manipulation that did not miss the slightest despite the abundance of tall trees as well as branches!

“─!!”

The cult member who was hit directly fell dead on the spot without even letting out a scream.

‘This makes five.’

I wasn’t talking about the numbers he had captured since joining Kiel.

In this battle alone, that was the number of cultists captured within a radius of several tens of kilometers.

‘It’s not that great, but… … .’

There were as many as five in the area alone.

This is comparable to the number of cultists Russell met after his regression.

What if we expand this to the entire battlefield of Kiyel and even to the battle taking place in the Naze Alliance?

‘In that case, is the real problem inside the empire?’

The number of cult members outside was about this much.

If so, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the interior of the empire is a hotbed of cultists.

“after-.”

Russell sighed deeply, feeling that his vision was becoming blurry.

‘I didn’t have good intentions as an enemy country, but… … .’

But that doesn’t mean he wanted innocent people to suffer harm. For some reason, my appetite was bitter.

* * *

Tall marble columns supported the ceiling, and the walls between the columns were decorated with works of art that were clearly expensive at a glance.

Moreover, the bedding that had slipped down was not normal either. Even at first glance, it is an unusual room.

This is the former emperor of Britannia… … It is the residence of the person currently called the Great Emperor.

As if to prove that fact, the former emperor who commanded the empire can be seen lying on the bed.

The subversive and abstract prayers I felt when I was young are gone, and all that remains is the scent of death that can only be felt by someone who has not much time left to live.

It has to be that way.

Because the Emperor’s body was currently being eaten away by an unknown disease. It is a disease that made not only the empire’s famous medicine men but also wizards shake their heads.

Some wizards have expressed their opinion that it is a disease that eats away at the soul rather than the body?

There was a gaze looking slantingly down at the Emperor.

Blonde hair, green eyes, and skin as white as jade.

Although he was a bit cool and decadent, he looked exactly like the Emperor in his youth… … .

The young man’s name was Edgar Conrad IV.

The current emperor, who had just recently ascended to the throne, was his true identity.

However, what was surprising was that Conrad IV’s gaze towards the Emperor was extremely cold.

Even though he has become senile due to illness, he is not his father… … .

Not only that, but the corners of his mouth twisted up in a bizarre way. It was that moment.

smart-.

A simple knocking sound was heard from outside.

“your majesty. flaw… … The owner of the Black Tower. get on… … Lord Thanatos ate it.”

If Hypnos is a sleep from which one cannot wake up, Thanatos is death personified. It would be a name perfectly suited to the position of Lord of the Black Tower.

“Come on in.”

King Conrad IV’s name falls, and grunt-.

The door opens and the Black Tower owner, Thanatos, appears.

But I wasn’t alone.

An unknown stranger was following behind him, covered in rags full of stench.

“Hehe, hehe… … !”

Every time he walks, the servant takes a step back without realizing it because of the scent of death that wafts through the rags.

Thanatos chuckled as if the sight was amusing.

Cough keug keung-.

Before long, the door closed, and Thanatos lowered his head after seeing that the inside of the room was cut off from the outside world.

“Thanatos, a lowly servant, meets his master.”

His attitude and tone are suspicious enough to be viewed as simply treating the emperor.

Thanatos wasn’t finished speaking yet.

“The item the master ordered was finally completed today.”

“If it’s the thing you mentioned… … .”

Thanatos grinned and stood up at him, who was speechless.

Then, the rags that were covered by the assailant were taken out! He replied, taking it off.

“This is an Arch Lich based on Roderick Armstrong, the lord of the tower.”

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