Chapter Index

    First, in an exploration battle, they summon dark spheres and send them flying toward each other. I have grown a lot, but Carl Bent, who has become stronger by stealing the vitality of countless people, is stronger than my dark magic.

    “That’s not everything, right?! Try to have more fun with me!!”

    “……..”

    Because there is a difference in black magic, it is impossible to win with Dark Spear, the most basic attack technique.

    If so, you should move on to the next step.

    Dark magic begins to bubble up in the shadow of Carl Bent, who is still congratulating himself and looking down on me. Soon, the dark magic changed into the form of a spear and rushed towards Carl Bent.

    “Khat, are you really at the level of a priest?! Not everyone can use the Shadow Lance!”

    “Please be quiet.”

    Until now, there has never been a warlock who could see through or avoid the Shadow Lance. However, Carl Bent jumps up and easily dodges the Shadow Lance.

    ‘okay. You’re a little different, right?’

    I have black magic inversion, which can be used as the greatest weapon in the great black magic dictionary. However, it would be nonsense to show the best hand in the current situation.

    Concentrate your dark magic and set a goal. A dark sphere protrudes from the air and flies towards Cal Bent, and another spear rises from his shadow.

    However, Carl Bent easily avoids attacks coming from both angles. It’s like looking at the trajectory in advance and calculating the movement.

    “Okay, are you done with the attack?! Then now it’s my turn-!”

    I felt a familiar form of dark magic somewhere and looked into the sky, and the shadow lances produced in the darkness of the void rushed in as if they were trying to pierce my entire body.

    The Shadow Lance, which is much sharper than mine, stands out. Even in my case, I could only summon it from the enemy’s shadow, but Cal Bent summoned the Shadow Lance in the air, not on the ground.

    Even beneath my feet, a black chain made of dark magic holds onto my ankles. If this continues, I will be pierced by that spear and die without being able to move.

    However, my mind turns to the stream of dark spears flying towards me. As I look at that flow, I somehow feel like I can do it too.

    [I understand high-level technology! Shadow Lance’s mastery increases!]

    [Shadow Lance Lv.2 —> Lv.3: Summons countless spears of negativity.]

    “Aha… That’s how you do it.”

    I understand perfectly now. The summoning space of the Shadow Lance is focused on the air, not the sword vent’s shadow.

    Black spears were summoned from the black fog that appeared in the air, competing with the shadow lances fired by Cal Bent, and then disappeared as if fluttering in the air.

    ‘And that black chain just now.’

    [I understand high-level technology! Acquire the ‘Dark Chain’ skill!]

    [Dark Chain: A black chain made of black magic binds the enemy. The physical abilities of a bound enemy are reduced by 20%.]

    At the same time, a black chain was caught around the ankle of Carl Bent, who was watching the Shadow Lance disappear in a daze. Carl Bent, who was startled, jumped up and barely managed to escape the chain’s range.

    “….you. You’re not an ordinary guy.”

    Carl Bent’s voice, laced with laughter, became serious, perhaps because he felt threatened by the fact that his attack had not worked and that I had grown even during the battle.

    Black magic begins to swirl around him, and a more powerful energy begins to be felt.

    ‘….is this really the beginning?’

    Leaving behind my robe blowing in the wind created by the storm of dark magic, I lower my posture and begin to raise my dark magic.

    Take a look. If your attack doesn’t kill me at once, the blade will return to you.

    We glared at each other, with a huge sphere of dark magic existing in the air between me and Cal Bent.

    A close call situation where it wouldn’t be surprising who attacked first. It was I who brought the preemptive strike.

    The sword vent’s shadow and the shadow lance summoned from the air are poured down, and the escape route is blocked with a black chain. At the same time, pull out as many crude dark spheres as possible and send them flying.

    Carl Bent pretends to struggle, but skillfully uses the same technique to nullify my attack. But I don’t just look at it.

    Holding a dark spear in the shape of a blade in his hand, he runs forward while summoning dark chains from the north, south, east, and west of the sword vent.

    You would never have imagined that close combat would occur in a battle between warlocks. Carl Bent’s embarrassed expression and voice are visible even beyond the mask.

    Phew!

    “Hehehe…!”

    Taking advantage of the black magic attacks pouring in from all directions, I stabbed the knife into Cal Bent’s abdomen. I can feel the feeling of my flesh being pierced and my organs being twisted through the black magic dagger.

    ‘Let’s make a quick attack like this.’

    This body is suspiciously specialized in close combat. Each and every attack seemed to be aimed at taking the enemy’s breath away.

    Carl Bent, who had no choice but to allow close combat due to my dark magic skills, was soon helplessly cut, stabbed, and beaten.

    “Uuuu!

    Kwaaang-!

    Cal Bent, who was curled up and bleeding all over, released all the dark magic he had been gathering, and I was sent flying far away in the aftermath.

    “Heo-eok… Heo-eok… What on earth are you doing?!”

    “…Are you asking this now? You don’t need to know.”

    “This voice… I’ve heard it many times before…”

    Carl Bent seemed to have noticed something and shouted, holding his bleeding abdomen and pointing at me with his other hand.

    “You…you! Eriel, the idiots who were next to the year …! ◦ ◦ ◦

    “…….”

    “This… you fucking bastard… I thought something was strange back then too. Even though you are a warlock, you leave that bitch Ariel alone!!”

    “Why on earth do you want Miss Ariel?”

    It doesn’t matter whether Carl Bent discovered my identity. Because I will definitely kill that bastard.

    However, doubts arose about the warlocks’ strange desire for Ariel.

    It was the same when I first met Ariel, and when Carl Bent approached Ariel, he probably planned to do something.

    “Eriel That bitch’s magic power…! At that level, you can become a vessel for the Demon God to appear!! You know it too!”

    “……Ha.”

    Only now all doubts have been resolved. The reason why the warlocks yearned for Ariel so much.

    Since Ariel was born with such a large amount of magical power that one had to believe that she was born from a god, the intention was to use her as a vessel for the crazy bastard called the Demon God.

    Is that why you kidnapped Ariel, tortured her, and made her suffer?

    I glare at Carl Bent with anger growing beyond control.

    Both Cal Bent and the other warlocks are beings that must be killed. I will definitely rip off that guy’s head in this competition.

    “Kick…kick…! Now you too! How dare you try to confront me…?!”

    “That…”

    Carl Bent raised his blood-soaked hands and extended them towards the sphere of black magic floating in the air. The dark magic that escaped from Carl Bent’s body gradually began to head towards the sphere.

    A sphere gathered in one place by the dark magic that was blooming throughout the village. If more dark magic is added to the infinitely compressed black magic, the result will be…

    ‘It explodes.’

    It seems that the warlocks’ goal was to quietly appear while the residents were asleep and explode the black magic sphere to devastate the entire village.

    If black magic is added more and more, the sphere that cannot withstand its limit will explode like a balloon or a huge bomb, killing Cal Bent, me, and all the residents.

    “Holy shit…!”

    As soon as I realized that fact, I threw the dagger to the ground and reached out toward the sphere of black magic.

    Contrary to Cal Vent, which shoots dark magic towards the sphere, I absorb black magic from the sphere of black magic.

    “Keuuuugh…!”

    “Khaaak-!”

    Carl Bent sends dark magic, and I absorb it. Absorb the black magic with all your might, as if playing tug-of-war with the black magic sphere between you.

    [Dark magic power has been absorbed. The total amount of dark magic and mastery increases!]

    [Demon energy has been absorbed. Remaining lifespan decreases!]

    [Dark magic power has been absorbed. The total amount of dark magic and mastery increases!]

    [Demon energy has been absorbed. Remaining lifespan decreases!]

    .

    .

    .

    Leaving behind the frantically blinking status window, I concentrate on absorbing all my strength.

    In real time, I felt my lifespan decreasing as the total amount of dark magic and mastery increased, but I had no time to focus on it.

    -Quaaaagh-!

    -crazy-!

    Dark wizards who seem to have been hiding somewhere appear, but they are unable to withstand the storm of black magic and fly away, crashing into walls or hitting their heads and dying.

    As if he knew that if he got caught in this situation, he would only face death, he began to run away somewhere.

    “This is the end!! Search everything! Hahahaha-!”

    Carl Bent seems to be trying to release all the dark magic he has hidden so far, and prepares to unleash a seemingly enormous amount of black magic.

    In a desperate situation, I actually smile.

    “….Ha. I aimed for this moment.”

    “What-!”

    “Reverse calculation.”

    Kwajangchang-! Wow-!!

    My joker card that I’ve been hiding so far. Using inverse calculation, Carl Bent’s all-out dark magic is nullified. Carl Bent’s face, revealed behind the shattered mask as it began to crack, was full of comical emptiness.

    “No way…”

    Carl Bent, who had exhausted all his dark magic, became so thin that he could be seen aging in real time, and he could only stare blankly as all the black magic in the sphere floating in the air was absorbed into me and disappeared.

    Jeopuk- Jeopuk.

    I quietly, without saying a word, walk towards Carl Bent. In one hand, he held a black dagger, which now took the form of a great sword.

    “Ah… no…! I can’t die here…!”

    “…….”

    Do you know what insects do when they receive damage and are about to die? That means flipping over on your stomach and struggling with all your legs. It’s truly disgusting, and it looks like it wants to be torn apart right away.

    And that’s the same feeling I get when I see Carl Bent running away, crawling on the floor.

    “Hee…heeek-!”

    The difference in speed between those who crawl and those who walk straight is clear. Carl Bent, who noticed the shadow behind his back, looked at me standing in front of him and looked at me in fear.

    “Ha… Save me just once…! I’ll listen to anything. huh?! If it’s me…!”

    Now it’s Carl Bent looking at me pitifully and crying out loud. I quietly raise my great sword.

    “You are a lowly, dirty, disgusting bug. An intruder who came into our peaceful life. Are you not going to step on it?”

    “What…?”

    “You are a bug. The same goes for all warlocks. They destroy people’s happy lives and use it as food to increase their size. A bug that eats up the world.”

    “I… I…!”

    “And I. If you see a bug, you hate it so much that you want to step on it and kill it right away. Well then, goodbye. Bug.”

    “Ah… no, aaaaeaeae-!”

    Suddenly!

    The noisy bug soon became quiet when its head was removed. The eyes filled with fear are dying, and blood is leaking from the cut area.

    Carl Bent. The warlock who harmed and ruined countless people died in vain.

    [Immense dark magic has been absorbed. Learn a new skill, ‘modulation’!]

    [Overwhelming battle! The total amount of dark magic and the level of all proficiency increases!]

    “….Phew.”

    …is it finally over? I no longer feel any dark magic. It seems like someone has taken care of the remaining warlocks as well.

    The first stage of the warlock coven’s apocalypse scenario. The attack on Snowpil Village was successfully prevented. Now… I have to prepare for the next step. Ariel also needs to be treated somehow.

    ‘Reading memories.’

    As I crouched down on the floor and used the skill on the limp insect corpse, various memories flowed into my head as if I was watching TV.

    Additional information given only to warlocks of the priest level or higher. Another meeting space of the warlock coven. Even their unique identification password.

    This is enough. I gathered enough information that I could act as Cal Bent, not as a mysterious new warlock.

    And one goal is set right away.

    ‘…We must go to the warlock meeting place right now.’

    The time given to Carl Bent is until midnight today. There’s still some time left until midnight, so we need to move now.

    Otherwise, you won’t be able to obtain information and the movements of additional warlocks.

    The assault on Snowpil Village is only a small part of their grand plan. Therefore, no matter what happens, we must participate in that rally and stop this plan.

    Just because I saved Snowpil Village, I have no intention of standing by and watching other villages get ruined.

    I immediately got up from my seat and tried to head to the warlock meeting place.

    “…Warlock!”

    “Did you destroy this entire village, you bug!”

    “……..”

    ‘….uh?’

    Cale and Pria with angry expressions. And until I spotted Ariel looking at me with disgust in her eyes.

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