Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 462

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Episode 462

Ron walked up to him and firmly stomped on the man’s neck.

Kwajik. The two drones are thus eliminated.

This won’t be the end. This is just the beginning.

Ron walked towards the intact body.

And then I wrote something under the body. I overlapped it and kept writing. And then I used the body to cover ‘it’.

Ron looks around. This is a good place. I should lure them here.

He burst the air using mana. He gave a signal. And then he disappeared.

* * *

In less than a minute, about 100 drones arrived on the scene.

The first thing you see is a corpse, gruesomely killed with a broken neck.

oh my god.

“It’s an addiction.”

“You little mongrel bastards, how can you be so cruel?”

There was a lot to say. And in one corner, there was a relatively intact corpse. I approached him.

About 20 drones surround the man. Is he alive?

A man with a questioning expression touches the corpse. Then he turns it over. At that moment, light leaks out. A light that seems to blind you.

and.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-!!

The explosion magic that was stacked in succession exploded at once.

* * *

Twenty drones were caught in the explosion. They were too close. They weren’t even at full strength. Half of the twenty drones were dead. They were killed by the explosion.

“Ugh… … .”

“What is this… …?”

Other experts rush to the spot.

Is that what you were aiming for?

This was in the mountains. To be exact, it was a forest below a cliff.

The moment the drones gathered, there was a loud explosion from the cliff. The huge cliff, which looked to be about 100 meters high, collapsed. The drones, who had come to their senses belatedly, jumped out of their seats.

But the time they had been here was enough time for Ron to prepare something.

Immediately another magic circle was activated.

Two magic circles drawn within a radius of about 100 meters.

It’s not just any magic circle. It’s a black magic circle.

8th circle black magic darkness, and 9th circle white magic gravity rebind.

The senses of the approximately 80 top-class masters rising into the air become momentarily blurred.

All they could see was darkness.

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Just when they were trying to raise their internal energy to release it, their bodies were forced to move.

Gravity Rebind.

It is a magic that reverses gravity, but strictly speaking, it does not deal with gravity. It uses mana to change the direction of gravity in a limited area.

Not top to bottom, but left to right.

Their bodies move. They move, guided by mana.

If it had ended there, it would have been nothing more or less than a circus.

Ron, who had been watching them from afar, spoke quietly.

“[Multiple shots, Magic Arrow.]”

A huge number of small mana balls appeared around Ron. Immediately, they flew towards the drones. There were a huge number of them.

The masters who were caught in the darkness had no choice but to change direction before they could even dismantle it because of the murderous intent they felt.

Vision? No need. I’m a top expert.

Most things can be controlled by feeling.

Each person swung their weapon in the direction the Magic Arrow was flying.

But there’s one thing they’re mistaken about. Just one thing.

Black magic is definitely not ordinary magic.

Crunch-! Crunch-!!

“Kwak-!”

Screams echoed from all over.

The supreme master, Bihyangmanri Dangwangjeong, stopped holding the sword he was holding for a moment. Then he raised his internal energy. Something was strange.

The combination of heterogeneous internal energy is broken. Darkness is broken. And then I saw it.

Dead top-tier masters.

There were clearly over 80 people, but only about half of them were still alive.

It was so simple. They killed each other.

“What the… … .”

“This is truly an extremely evil sorcery… … .”

No one in the room admitted that they had killed their comrade with their own hands. They simply thought they had been hit.

It was then. I heard footsteps.

Everyone’s eyes turned in that direction.

There he was. A man in red armor.

The top-tier masters were speechless at the sight of him slowly walking towards them. To be honest, at first glance, the man in red armor seemed to be a top-tier master at best, but that wasn’t the end of it.

He uses sorcery. Is that normal sorcery? If you look at the results, more than fifty top-tier masters have died.

Honestly, if the energy clashed to this extent, it would be natural for a signal to go out.

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It’ll take about five minutes for the other drones on the other side of the mountain to get here. No, it won’t even take five minutes.

So, it’s right to wait for now.

It’s right to be cautious.

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Ron speaks to those unmanned people.

“It’s been about 20 years.”

“… … .”

“I didn’t fight or practice mana during that time. To be honest, I don’t really like killing people.”

I’m not a pacifist or anything. I just prefer not to take a life if possible.

“It’s not too late. Go.”

“… … .”

“It looks like they’re waiting for other drones, so you shouldn’t expect much. Even if they do come, it’ll take at least ten minutes.”

Ron looks up. He looks at the twenty-five drones.

“Yeomjon Hwacheon Daesa was strong. Although his beginning was ugly, his ending was unrivaled. It was only natural that he had his head beheaded and his limbs cut off. Because the enemy he fought was our Majesty. But you are not like that. You don’t need to die a dog’s death.”

I don’t know how to package it, but honestly, Ron and the people in this place had nothing to do with each other. He had nothing to do with Jack. Did you bring down the Jeongcheon Alliance? It collapsed because it was destined to collapse.

He died because he didn’t recognize his opponent and kept muttering, and he fell because he underestimated him and tried to climb up. So he planned to use him and used him as a chess piece and then fell.

I guess that’s what happened when they chased me. They showed the difference in strength. There were more opponents than I thought. Ron, who had to deal with them all, had the opportunity to send a few back. Then it would be right to try. Ron was saying.

He gave me one last chance to survive, to choose.

“I’ll give you 10 seconds. Run away within 10 seconds. If you run, you’ll survive.”

Nowhere in this world does the weak take care of the strong. That is arrogance, stupidity, and the worst way to push one’s own orders. But Ron was different now.

It’s not the strong who win, it’s the winner who is strong.

What if it was witchcraft? It made you let your guard down and created the situation. Then that in itself is a skill.

Here, on this continent, Ron was a strong man in his own right.

This was Ron’s consideration.

But it wasn’t like that for the unmanned people who accepted it.

They raise their internal energy. That was the answer, and it was enough for Ron.

Then there’s nothing we can do.

Ron said quietly.

“[Animated, dead.]”

The dead, super-high-level masters slowly rise from their seats.

* * *

The Shura Emperor thought, What a truly mysterious sorcery.

There were some here who used something similar to that. Mainly dark species that made zombies or poisons.

They are called ‘sorcerers’ here.

But strictly speaking, there are no necromancers now, because they are all dead.

Since they were all public figures in the martial arts world, it was natural that they all died.

As he watched the scene where the previously fine floor was bursting open, flames were rising from it, the air was exploding, and trees were falling down like thorns, the Shura Emperor thought of the shaman.

It wasn’t because the two were similar. I thought of it because they were techniques I had never seen before and couldn’t understand.

That’s the technology of a place called the Western Continent.

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The Shura Emperor, who was watching the unmanned people struggle from afar, was very relaxed. The Poongjin Shingae Usagi said something, as if the Shura Emperor was displeased.

“What on earth are you doing?”

“Me?”

“Then who could it be? Why are you just watching from behind?”

The Shura Emperor spoke to Usami, who was striking the flying fireball with a small club.

“There is one thing you are mistaken about.”

“What is that?”

“I just followed you. I never said I shared your views.”

All the drones stopped. They turned their heads. What the hell is this? You’ve been silent until now, and now all of a sudden?

“It seems like a lot of people are confused, but let’s get this out of the way. I’m grateful that the Jeongcheon Alliance treated me, but how much have I done for the Jeongcheon Alliance in the past? That’s only natural. The only reason I belong to the Jeongcheon Alliance is because its headquarters is close to the Demon Palace. Nothing more, nothing less.”

The Shura Emperor folds his arms.

“So don’t worry about me and just do what you have to do.”

How can I not care when you tell me not to care? asked Usaga. Then.

“Why on earth did you come here?”

“Well, I guess it’s because of some kind of promise.”

“promise?”

“I’ll just say one more thing while we’re on the subject. My sword will never be pointed at you. But it won’t be pointed at the Emperor either. I’m just a bystander, nothing more, nothing less.”

That was the end of it. Sura Doje said no more.

Usagi and the other drones feel like they’ve become stupid. Their teeth are clenched.

Once again the ground in front of me burst open.

What on earth is this nonsensical sorcery? Isn’t this the true devil?

Usagi’s eyebrows furrow.

I definitely got a signal earlier that he was here.

And the clash of energies felt there.

It must be there. So I was on my way there, and what the hell is this? The ground, this whole mountain seemed to be blocking it. When did they prepare for this?

The teeth clench tightly.

Did I underestimate him because he was a master? That’s right. I won’t deny it. But not anymore. And I won’t give up either.

Usagi’s eyes were burning brightly. It wasn’t because of a desire for revenge.

craving.

It’s because of a desire that can’t be hidden.

‘I ordered all the soldiers of the Jeongcheon Alliance to gather… … So the situation seems to be correct.’

The Pungjin Shingae Usa is a righteous man. That was his image known to the world. But it was only the image.

The leader of Jeongcheon is dead. The man who killed the leader of Jeongcheon is injured and has collapsed. If you chase him and kill him.

Usaga licks his lips with his tongue.

‘Maybe I could be elected as the leader of Jeongcheon.’

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It was clearly a desire. A twisted desire. Usagi does not remember those who fall victim to that desire. There is no need to. That is the world.

* * *

There is one reason why black magic was considered sinister and was rejected by the world: because it brought the dead back to life.

Various curse spells, spells that prevent sleep, and spells that confuse the senses were actually quite useful in some ways.

If that were all, black magic would probably have been established as a school of magic, and there would still be people learning it today.

However, black magic has almost disappeared from the Western Continent.

There was a place where the tradition was passed down. Arthur Gunnar, who learned the black magic that Valentine, the founder of black magic, was creating while watching him. In other words, the Dojo.

The warriors of the Taoist temple learn black magic. They continued the tradition. The magic of reviving corpses and creating ghosts, which is why black magic was not recognized as a proper school in the Western Continent, were all passed down. Of course, not just any warrior of the Taoist temple can learn it. Only the ‘Great Warriors of the Taoist temple’ level can learn it. That was a kind of rule.

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