Becoming a Hunter in a Dark Fantasy - Chapter 123
Only Noblemtl
Episode 123: The Final Knot (3)
“Now, let’s think about death.”
In order to deal with the magic of death, you must first properly understand ‘death’.
What is death? Oh, of course I’m not trying to ask a philosophical question.
It refers to death in this world that contains a mysterious power called ‘magic’.
“It’s nothing really.”
In this world, magic power is life force. Magic users learn to fight by squeezing their life force.
Could it be that only those who are prepared to face their own lives and livelihoods can awaken their magical powers?
─Then what about death?
“I’m just trying to substitute it.”
“……substitution?”
“Yes. If vitality and magic have the same meaning, and life and death are opposing concepts, then try substituting magic in that place.”
At that moment, a simple formula flashed through Zerap’s mind.
Life: Death = Magic Power: ?
He opened his eyes wide and muttered absentmindedly.
“… … the denial of magic power.”
The voice was filled with excitement at learning a new truth.
“Are you saying that the functions or existence of things made of magic can be turned into nothing?!”
“Correct answer.”
A thrilling thrill ran through Zerap’s body.
In other words, if he could only control the magic of death well… … he could become a counter that would nullify all the magic in this world!
“Of course, since it is power obtained through trickery, there is a disadvantage in that the amount of Mr. Zerap’s magic power is exponentially consumed the moment he uses the magic power of death.”
“Well, it depends on how you write it, right?”
Zerap smiled. Now that he knew the utility of his newfound power, he was confident that he could use it better than anyone else.
Of course. Because it was the power that Zerap had longed for.
Constant effort was his strong point.
“Right? Then shall we try it out right away?”
“yes?”
Elwin ignored Zeraph’s dumbfounded reaction and covered his hand with his own.
“Don’t worry. I’ll fill in any gaps.”
Elwin’s unique magical power method, ‘Harmonia’.
Elwin’s magical power method, which was based on harmony and balance, was not lacking compared to the magical power usage of other ancient families.
No, I can confidently say that it was far superior.
Hwaaaaak!
Because Elwin’s magical power was an unprecedented ability that allowed him to draw in surrounding magical power and make it his own!
Not only does he have no particular restrictions, he also theoretically has the ability to possess infinite magical power!
“This is… …!!”
Zerap was astonished by the incredible magical power coming from Elwin.
The amount of magical power flowing in continuously at a crazy speed was enormous.
It felt as if a huge ocean was compressing into one stream and rushing in.
But what is more shocking than that is…
‘How can you control it so precisely? And it’s someone else’s magic!’
Elwin was controlling Zerap’s magic as if it were his own!
This was quite surprising.
This is because when one person tries to meddle with another person’s magical power, it often ends up putting both people in danger.
‘When you try to manipulate someone else’s magic that isn’t yours, it’s natural for them to repel each other… … !’
Of course. Magic power is a power that can be said to be the foundation of a being.
He has a natural disposition not to follow anyone who is not his master.
‘Ugh.’
But strangely enough, Zerap’s magical power was quietly obeying Elwin’s touch, regardless of its master’s will.
Neither Elwin nor Zerap felt any pain from the backlash of magical power.
‘… … It’s a strange feeling. It feels like I’m losing control of my body.’
In addition, Elwin naturally mixed his own magic power into Zerap’s magic power and let it seep into him.
Accordingly, different magical powers became one and blended harmoniously.
While maintaining Zerap’s ‘death’ attribute, the amount of magical power it lacks is amplified…
It was truly an amazing skill.
“Mr. Zeraph, you need to concentrate.”
“… … !”
Suddenly Elwin spoke in a soft voice.
Even though he was looking at the jar and not at Zerap, Zerap felt a stinging sensation as if he had been stabbed by a harpoon.
“Learn how I use my magical powers while you still have a sense of it.”
“Ah. Okay, thank you.”
That was right. Realizing that the experience he was having at this moment was an indescribable coincidence, Zerap focused all his attention on the flow of magical power.
So that he can learn it even a little and fully control its power.
“… … Huh.”
Meanwhile, Elwin was delicately using his and Zerap’s magical powers, slowly eroding the magical power in the jar.
To remove all curses contained in the jar through the magic of death that negates all magic.
Boom, boom.
I was sweating profusely because I was so focused.
‘Quite a rebellion, indeed.’
Could this truly be the culmination of a first-class hunter’s delusions?
Although it was cut down by the magic of death, the jar was tenaciously restored.
Perhaps because I was using someone else’s stuff, the efficiency was low compared to the amount of magic power injected.
Kuwaaaaang─!
At that moment, an energy of incomparable power burst out from the jar.
It seemed as if he was struggling, not wanting to be erased from this world.
“Coolook!”
Elwin vomited a handful of blood at the violent backlash. Zerap shouted in surprise.
“Lord Elwin!”
“I’m okay. Keep going.”
But are you going to give up like this?
Elwin’s competitive spirit was ignited. This could perhaps be called a showdown between the old and new specials.
‘I can’t lose!’
Even though Skya was dead, this jar was her obsession itself.
‘I was born with a lot of magical power. I’ll give it to you as much as you want.’
Elwin laughed ferociously and poured more magic power into it.
The wind blew in a strong current of magical power.
‘Let’s see who wins.’
The blue eyes were suddenly dyed a dazzling golden color.
A fierce struggle has begun.
And how much time passed?
Damn.
Suddenly a crack appeared in the sturdy jar.
“Not yet. It’s still far away.”
Damn it.
“Just a little bit. Just a little bit more… …!!”
The moment Elwin shouted loudly.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The gold that started from where Elwin and Zeraph’s hands touched spread throughout the jar.
Clang-!!
Soon the jar broke.
The jar, shattered into pieces, soon disappeared without a trace.
‘This is it!’
This essentially blocks the means by which the currently living Suin tribe can become stronger than they are now.
‘I stopped Familia’s power increase.’
In addition, there was an additional effect.
From now on, with the jar destroyed, any future Suin children born will gain the destructive powers of their original race.
For hundreds of years, the bonds imposed by the special hunters have ended.
‘Sky, your revenge was right, but I don’t think the method was right.’
King Suin’s sins were great, but there was no reason for his descendants to have to pay for his sins.
To ensure that his descendants do not forget the atrocious history committed by their ancestors, to continue to remember and record it, and to strive to ensure that such terrible things are never repeated.
Elwin thought that was enough.
‘Well, actually, it doesn’t really matter.’
The original purpose was to prevent Familia from increasing its power.
Everything else was just a bonus.
“… … Phew, let’s go.”
Elwin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and stood up.
Zerap sat still, seemingly exhausted, and then asked.
“… … Lord Elwin? Where are you going?”
“I have something to bring. I’ll be right back.”
Elwin waved his hand and headed towards some place in the stone tower.
* * *
Meanwhile, the black group dispatched by the Dark Church was moving along with some evil energy.
They had been moving quickly, but suddenly stopped walking.
“… … Hmm? My energy is gone.”
Rohans Bagistel, the Dark Order’s enforcer, muttered, rubbing his chin.
“I hope something happened to the resurrected devil… … .”
─The Dark Church.
A heresy that worships demons and the devil who rebelled against the great god in a distant mythical era.
A pseudo-religion created by such heretics.
The truth about it was controversial.
Some people believed it was an urban legend made up by someone.
Some people saw it as an excuse for the corrupt clergy of the Gwangmyeong Church to get rid of their political enemies.
That would be the case, because it was so absurd… … !
Unlike monsters whose existence is acknowledged through relics or artifacts, or monsters that are active every night.
The devil only appeared in a few lines in the Bible, so there was no evidence left.
Just a legend. A being from mythology.
That’s why most people believed that the Dark Church was an illusion.
An illusion that sounds very plausible and tempts people.
“Ah, Demon Lord… …! Poor Rohans! I am so sorry, but I want to gaze upon your majesty.”
Rohans, holding the inverted cross carefully, chanted as if praying. Then he gave an order as if shouting.
“Move your legs faster! Something might have happened to the devil! Hurry up and join us to protect him and eliminate the enemy!”
“yes-!”
The members of the Dark Church were about to set off with more speed… … at that moment!
“How long has it been since I felt this sensation? A horrible stew of filth, garbage, and sewage all mixed together.”
“… … !!”
“It’s so unpleasant.”
A strange yet familiar voice was heard from somewhere.
Sweet low and mid tones like an orchestral melody. But the words that poured out sounded like a knife biting into the tongue.
“Things that keep popping up no matter how much you try to weed them out.”
Soon, the black crowd heard the voice and were startled.
It couldn’t be helped. It was because memories buried deep in my mind came back to me.
“S, really… … ?”
“You!?!”
A man who was once the biggest headache for the Dark Church.
“Where did you get the courage to swear.”
The soft voice suddenly changed into a ferocious growl like a savage beast.
At that moment, bright moonlight illuminated the owner of the voice.
“Just crawl out.”
Narhan, who had been spitting out words as if chewing them out, prepared to attack without any questions or answers.
From the moment he first appeared, he gathered magical power into the giant spear he was holding in his hand.
Woohoo!
The spear, which was sharp like a triangular pyramid, began to rotate fiercely like a drill as soon as it was infused with magical power. The tip was filled with an extremely sacred magical power.
‘It’s dangerous… …!’
At that moment, Rohans sensed the crisis. He shouted urgently and stretched out both arms forward.
“Stop it!!!”
The magical power of the black group, including Rohans, gathered and formed a protective barrier.
At the same time, Narhan grabbed the spear of the huge spear tightly and pulled it back.
The next moment, he shouted roughly.
Paaaaaaaang!
The magical power that surged from the tip of the spear stretched out and swept away the members of the Dark Cult.
Most of the sect members collapsed without leaving even a body behind.
“After all, bugs need to be exterminated.”
Narhan raised his huge spear and charged forward with fierce momentum.
There were still burrows left, and he had a duty to clean them up.
“It’s going to be a fun cleaning time.”
Narhan smiled brightly.
A smile that seems extremely creepy to some.