The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

“Charge!!”

“Wipe them all down!!”

“We cannot let them break through! Stop them!!”

“The breath!! It keeps pouring!!”

“Hahaha!! Slaves, how does that taste?!!”

“I will tear that bastard’s mouth!!”

The battlefield turned chaotic. In order to take on at least one more enemy, they swung their swords and spears.

Arrows and magic were raining down, and the dragons in the sky were using Breath without a break. Both friends and enemies were engulfed in madness, and their nervousness disappeared entirely.

They were feeling just one emotion. They just wanted to win.

“You bastards, this side is weak! Pierce it at once!”

“What is weak, you bastard? You can never pierce us!”

“That is a bluff! Tear them down!”

Who was good, and who was evil? They don’t matter at all now.

Good and evil weren’t so different. Only those who could overcome this could decide between good and evil.

So this was the center of good and evil.

It was a neutral zone where the definition of the universe was determined.

“Damn, the enemy reinforcements are at 12 o’clock. I think they are the army of the church.”

“Do not care about it! If we can handle those in front of us, it will be enough!”

“Arisha’s flag is waving at 5 o’clock!”

“Damn it! They came too soon. The other ones will have to do. We only need to care about killing these bastards!”

Both camps continued to expand the scale of this war and call for new reinforcements.

The more they did so, the causality rate began to fill up at a tremendous speed. It was a fight in which over two million people would collide and take each other’s lives.

There had never been a large-scale battle like this in the history of Bless.

Even in the most important war, the War of the Gods, a single battle couldn’t bring about such a huge scale as this.

And the reinforcements were continuously increasing their numbers.

There were as many reinforcements as those who were dying, so it looked like the heavens and the land were shaking.

“Phew—”

Lennon sighed as he looked at Berto’s dead body in front of him. Then he shifted his gaze ahead.

There was no one around because of their fierce fight, but soldiers were still killing each other in a place not far away.

“There is no end.”

He had defeated a Sword Master.

Well, honestly, he wasn’t sure how he had won.

As soon as he realized his magical realization, he fell into a trance and fought.

When he came to his senses, he was standing there, and then he turned to his right hand.

A part of his skin was burning like flames. It was a power that he couldn’t control right now.

It seemed like he could maintain this state until his mana was completely depleted.

After that, he would have to fight until he collapsed from exhaustion.

Lennon turned to look at where Ann was.

She was too far away to be seen from where he was, but she must be struggling to create advantages for them even now.

Then Lennon’s entire arm began to burn like flames.

“For him to be at ease, even for a bit, I cannot be messing around.”

Kwaang!

His entire body moved like flames, and Lennon swung himself into the enemy lines. The flames soared high as they spread everywhere, and there was a man watching the scene from afar.

“You awakened your magical realization.”

Richter Simon looked at his son running rampant and waved his red arm.

It was similar to Lennon, but a little darker light shone, and red lotuses exploded in all directions.

The enemies turned to ashes at once.

He somehow felt this sense of oddness when he noticed Lennon wasn’t taking a break.

‘Time flies so quickly.’

That young thing was now active on the battlefield alongside himself.

The child who grew up with a twisted temper because of his wrong upbringing was now using magic to protect people.

‘When did you grow this much?’

To him, Lennon was always a child.

He was a son who was trying very hard to get even the smallest recognition from his father.

‘He didn’t get this big suddenly.’

Then Lennon could be seen rescuing an ally. He could see Lennon running and screaming, not wanting any ally to die.

He wasn’t quite grown yet.

Slowly.

Even if his parents couldn’t see it, he was growing little by little.

Children were like this.

Without their parents’ knowledge, they establish their own identities and turn into adults. Of course, judging from his age, Lennon didn’t even have his own proper age-coming ceremony.

Even so, he wasn’t any less of an adult.

He could become an adult once he could take full responsibility for himself, and Lennon was adult enough for that reason alone.

That meant that he could move out of the arms of his parents and fly alone.

“He can even get married.”

Simon grinned at the absurd things he said.

And then he took out a scroll.

“Do not die. Lennon.”

He had never been so serious about his family. To be honest, he had very little family love.

Apart from being proud of him, he thought that his son had a separate existence.

That was why he felt curious about Count Welton.

Why did the man love his family so much?

If he invested a little more in himself, he would have become a greater existence, so why sacrifice himself and devote himself to his family?

‘I think I finally understand you a little, Count.’

For the future of his son.

For the future of his family.

“I think we should reduce the variables even a little for them.”

It was the scroll that he got from Linmel.

It was the ultimate magic that he had established and perfected over the course of three years. He had roughly felt what it was, but it was the first time he had seen it in person.

He opened up the scroll.

After removing the Flame Lord mode, he bit his thumb to make it bleed and rubbed it on the scroll as a sign.

As he put his palm on the scroll, a complicated magic circle began to unfold.

‘I hope everyone enjoys the future a little bit.’

The magic circle was red.

“Activate.”

[Super Conscious Group Hypnosis Magic]

[Collapse of Borders]

The power of the scroll began to spread all around the battlefield, and Simon mumbled, feeling a huge amount of mana being sucked out of him.

“Eternal Hallucination.”

Linmel was skilled in illusion magic, and when he lost everything he had built until then, he picked himself up with the final realization and the end of the magic that he was seeking.

That is ‘Complete Hypnosis.’

It was large-scale hypnotic magic that could be scaled according to the skill of the caster.

This was one of the transcendence magics.

It was magic past the 9th class magic.

“Kill the enemies!”

Pajak!

Red lighting fell down. Tears of blood flowed from Simon’s eyes.

No matter how clearly the circle was drawn on the paper, he wasn’t at the stage of being able to handle magic that was beyond the level of humans.

“Cough—”

He staggered as if he was about to lose consciousness after coughing up blood, but he endured it with his mental strength.

The result of enduring so much was opening up in front of his eyes.

“W-What? Why are... Kuak!”

“The enemy! The enemy is beside me!”

“ACKKK! Dieeee!’

“I will kill all of you!!!”

The soldiers of the Sun God Church began to kill one another. In this situation, the soldiers of the Black Tower stopped fighting and began to watch the enemies fight themselves.

‘About 100,000 people.’

About 100,000 people fell into hypnosis.

Considering the enemy’s troops, it was close to nothing, but the output this would bring would be at least ten times greater.

Everyone would be shocked at the sudden betrayal of their allies.

‘He made something ridiculous.’

Simon thought about Linmel, who cast this perfectly terrifying spell.

“This war, we will win it.”

Staggering to his feet, he forcibly turned on the Flame Emperor mode again.

“At whatever the cost.”

Siegfried flinched at the tremendous magic that was rising from far away.

“... he used it.”

It looked like Simon had used Linmel’s scroll.

He did hear about it beforehand, but it was really stronger than he had imagined. That was also the reason why the dragons and the elves, who were sensitive to mana, stopped.

If it was enough to surprise them, then the strength it held wasn’t less.

‘This is truly interesting.’

He flapped his robes, distorted the space, and crushed the enemies.

He had avoided the incoming attacks by twisting them with distortion magic, and the space was reversed to cause destruction.

‘They don’t look to be at a disadvantage yet.’

The enemy still had more troops.

Still, it didn’t seem like it would be impossible.

He didn’t even think about it.

Why was everyone working so hard?

Would their efforts betray them?

Everything was bullshit.

Their effort was never enough.

Their enemies were also struggling to win this war. So it was a fight that wouldn’t be strange no matter who won, but he didn’t feel like losing either.

“It is a good way.”

After descending to the ground, Sieg created a force field and crushed the enemies inside.

“I need to take revenge for the past.”

3 years ago.

He was seriously injured in the war to defend the Sea of Ibrier. He was able to stop the enemy’s advances, but the despair he felt then was too much.

He even tried to give up everything in front of the enemy’s boundless troops and power.

“I don’t know if you people were there.”

A lot of people died. Even people who didn’t have to die died because of someone else’s greed.

Both adults and children had died.

“I am not a merciful person.”

The enemy soldiers were unable to resist the force created by the forcefield and collapsed.

“But I have no intention of making you feel the same extent of what I felt.”

The three masters drew their swords and charged at Sieg.

It was a bit embarrassing for three masters to attack one person, but the influence of this man called Siegfried was beyond one’s imagination.

However, even in that dangerous situation, Sieg had a calm face.

“I just wish for one thing.”

Siegfried’s eyes shone gold, like his hair.

Enormous mana began to rise from his body.

“Some will be happy, and some will not be happy.”

He had a life of slavery, and it was an excruciatingly painful time.

It was a life worse than that of an animal. He was unable to do anything alone, and everything was determined by the will of his master.

It was a life where he didn’t know what freedom was.

“Even if there is freedom in this world, there may be people who aren’t free.”

There was never a day when he wasn’t beaten by a whip, and there was a time when he felt good just eating ham.

Even then, he always wanted just one thing.

“Even so, I hope it will be a world where one can make their own choices.”

He stretched his hand ahead.

[Transcendence Magic]

“So sorry. But I don’t have mercy.”

His blond hair rose up like lightning. His mana core began to fluctuate greatly, as if it would tear down everything at any moment.

Just once.

One would never be able to react after this point, but this was his own choice.

“Because reaching the free world is more important to me than growing more.”

[Weightless]

The bodies of the Sword Masters floated into the air. The same was true for all their enemies except for their allies.

The enemies were lifted off the ground, and they began to struggle in the air. Their number exceeded 10,000.

When more than 10,000 humans suddenly rose to the sky, everyone’s attention was focused there. It wasn’t like flying magic, and mana wasn’t being used to float them.

One of the four major directions that made up this world was magic, which defied gravity.

Siegfried’s entire body was dyed gold.

“Void.”

And the bodies were inflated like balloons.

“Explode.”

Puak!

The bodies exploded, with blood flowing down.

While standing in the middle of this scene, Siegfried mumbled,

“How much has the causality gone up now?”

He was going to be the devil from now on.