111 – Scene 111# Burning Jormungand
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I’ve been thinking about how to use the moon magic.
How to overwhelm wizards and deal with players in this world where magic reigns.
The possibilities for using this magic are endless.
The bullet’s trajectory can be changed through magic manipulation.
You can increase or decrease the weight of an object by manipulating the direction of the magic.
It can also attract surrounding mana like a magnet.
However, since the amount of mana that could be handled was not large, it had to be used in a limited way.
But now that is a thing of the past.
Through daily practice, I have become proficient in magic, and I am able to handle more and more magical powers.
I approached them who were swallowed up by ‘rage’ and were unable to move.
“There is only one way out of this barrier. It’s just destroying the spell from within.”
There was something I wanted to try with moon magic if my skills were good enough.
“And to destroy a barrier of this scale requires a lot of magical power.”
Moon magic is magic that uses the magic around you. In other words, magic power, the power to control itself.
If so, wouldn’t it be possible to deal with ‘other people’s magic’ with moon magic?
I concentrated and sensed the magic.
I recognized the magic power flowing through their bodies.
Fresh magic power that continues to flow from the hearts of the four people.
grabbed it
“… ?!”
At that moment, the students all stopped breathing.
They were looking at each other with faces that couldn’t understand this situation.
It felt like the mana was being sucked out of somewhere. It was because mana was leaking out as if there was a hole in his heart.
I held out the ring to them who were completely overcome by ‘rage’.
“This ring is a unique class artifact that can absorb the magical power of others. Gathering magic here, I will destroy the spell.”
Of course, this ring doesn’t have that ability.
It was just lighting a fire and storing mana. However, if they noticed my magic, it would be difficult, so I tried to brag a little.
“No, no way… .”
And the guys had no choice but to believe me.
Even now, their mana was being absorbed into the ring.
You must have never experienced it in your life. What does it feel like to have your mana forcibly taken away? What it feels like to have a hole in your heart alive.
An impatient male student shouted.
“Stop that!”
“Thank you.”
I spoke with the utmost restraint of emotion.
“Thanks to all of you saving your mana, we were able to get out of here.”
“… !”
The mana that was being sucked in smoothly stopped.
It must have been that the frightened students started rebelling in order not to lose their magical power.
However, it was to no avail.
Because they were already being trampled by my ‘wrath’. You can no longer go against my magic.
As a test, I raised the output a bit more.
“Ugh… !”
The male student sat down holding his head.
The bloody veins in his eyes swelled up as if they were about to pop out at any moment.
“Strange. Why are you hesitating?”
“… … That, stop.”
“If you want to escape, quickly hand over your magic power.”
At that moment, I didn’t know what face I was making, but the faces of the students who saw me were terrified.
It was the fear of ‘death’.
The fact that their life or death is all up to me. And I realized that I was never kind to them.
“good. Then let me help you.”
I raised the strength of absorbing mana.
No, at this point, it wasn’t sucking it in, it was grabbing it and tearing it apart.
It would feel like having your heart ripped out alive.
“… … Whoops!”
One female student couldn’t stand it and vomited.
He started getting motion sickness because his magic power was taken away in an instant.
Seeing her collapsed in the mud and regurgitating what was in her stomach did not show any sympathy.
A female student begged me.
“No more crowds! Impossible!”
“Then don’t overdo it.”
Just like my Wendy did.
Just like she tried to protect you guys.
“Hey, Chairman… !”
Another female student who was vomiting in the mud shouted as if she felt a sense of danger.
“please! I-I’m going to die like this!”
“Die? no. It will never happen.”
“What, what?”
“You are students under my protection. I will not let you die.”
It was because he was adjusting the output to a level that actually took away mana.
However, the students who had lost their magical power were suffering as they rolled through the mud.
I just looked down at that hell road with an expressionless face.
One of the female students who saw it shouted.
“Everyone, you’re not even human… ! The students are suffering, but they don’t even think about it?!”
“Of course I am also suffering.”
I said as I brushed the mud off the hem of my pants.
“I am also suffering because I have to save the lives of you who tried to save your life by using a 12-year-old child as a shield.”
“… … !”
“So worms, like worms, enjoy a barely afloat life in the mud.”
“Help me! Buy, save me… !”
With those words at the end, I mercilessly robbed them of their mana.
The capacity of the ring was more than expected.
Seeing that there was still room after all this absorption, Albert deserved to be confident.
The process of absorbing mana continued even after the students fainted.
By the time I finally feel that enough magic power has gathered. I stopped absorbing mana after confirming that very faint mana was flowing from their hearts.
“done… .”
The preparations are now complete.
I put my hand on the floor.
Myoheil said.
This place itself is no different from a living spell. Based on those words, I visualized the magic here.
Then, a familiar message appeared in front of my eyes.
[Access to the ancient spell ‘Jormungand’.]
It seemed that the magic of this world had been translated to make it easier for me to see. At the same time, my vision also changed.
“… !”
I found a bunch of snakes crawling on the floor. Snakes large and small were filling his field of vision.
I froze at the horrific sight. But after a while, looking closely, they weren’t snakes.
They were sentences in an unknown language. And I had a hunch that they were the spells that made up Jormungand.
The world made up of magic was beautiful and mysterious.
The spectacle of colorful snakes roaming around is enough to be mesmerized for a moment.
But time was running out.
When I came to my senses, I caught a magic spell wriggling right in front of me with my hand.
The guy who started to coil his hands like a real snake.
I injected mana into him. That too, with magical powers that respond to fire.
Then the colorful patterned snake began to turn black.
“great… .”
It was as I thought.
I released the magic formula that had become contaminated with the virus.
Then, black ink-like things began to smear wherever the contaminated spell passed.
But this still isn’t enough.
I quickly repeated the same operation to the nearby spells.
How many times have you captured the magic formula, polluted it, and released it?
Around the time that much magic power was exhausted, my field of vision was filled with large and small black snakes.
Not only that, but it was gradually expanding its power leaving black traces.
“Whoa… .”
Finally, the final step.
He touched the ring on his finger.
What I made with my remaining magical power was a small ember.
I dropped the embers on the black snake that would consume all of Jormungandr.
Fire.
A fire broke out.
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“Tell me why I shouldn’t kill you.”
At that time, Helga was growling while holding Ariel by the collar.
“Do you know what kind of place it is and send the Count alone? Are you insane? You don’t have a brain?”
“Leave this… . Because I have nothing to say to you.”
Ariel, whose mana had been exhausted, could only mumble helplessly.
By the time Helga brought the healers, Tristan had already disappeared into the barrier.
Missing her owner, Helga questioned Ariel, who had sent her into the barrier.
“Answer my question. If anything happens to the Count, I’ll tear you apart alive.”
“I look forward to that… .”
“If you’re looking forward to it, can you tear it in half beforehand?”
Having said that, Helga pulled Ariel by the collar roughly.
At that moment, the badge on Ariel’s collar flashed. Recognizing the familiar pattern, Helga frowned.
“you… Were you from the Richjet family? I don’t know what your family has a grudge against the Count, but-“
“Ahahahaha… . That’s funny.”
“… Is it like a joke?”
Seeing Ariel laugh out of the blue, Helga’s hands tightened.
As if I would tear her apart right now.
But Ariel was not afraid.
“Did you say grudge? that’s right. It’s a very personal grudge, but I’m Count… No, I really hate that guy. enough to want to kill. But it’s funny that his henchman doesn’t trust him more than I do.”
“… I beg your pardon?”
“I believe. Your master will definitely come back.”
Professor Ariel’s eyes were serious when he said that.
Helga didn’t know how to interpret those eyes filled with resentment and trust towards Tristan.
“you… .”
It was the moment Helga was about to say something.
“fire!”
“Boo, fire!”
Shouts echoed through the arena.
At the sound, everyone’s eyes turned to one place.
“what… ?”
It was as it was said.
At some point, the barrier was burning.
The professors around tried to spray water with magic, but the flames were strong.
No, the speed at which the fire spread was unbelievably fast.
“Chit!”
If Helga, who was near the barrier, hadn’t quickly supported Ariel and retreated, she would have been burned by the flames.
That much flame quickly engulfed the barrier.
‘Who the hell… .’
Helga thought, stretching the distance.
Perhaps that was a fire created by magic.
In other words, it was an arson committed by someone to break the barrier.
Nervous, Helga bit her lip.
“Count… .”
Ariel’s voice was heard in Helga’s ears as she stared at the barrier she was riding in vain.
“… … see What did I say?”
“… ?”
Ariel said in a weak voice. However, he spoke in a distinct voice.
“You said you would come back.”
no way… ?!
Helga’s eyes quickly widened as she quickly inspected the barrier.
Stadium with fireworks.
Helga found it in the crack of the barrier that was burning away.
Four students lying unconscious.
And behind him, the figure of a black scion holding a little girl.