Season: 1 233: The Great Mage Returns after 4000 Years (6)

Book 1 Chapter 233: The Great Mage Returns after 4000 Years (6)

Translator: Seven

Editors: Ana_Banana, Yahiko

Nozdog was speechless.

He was one of the Demigods who fell to the Continent the earliest. This meant that the time he’d spent with Lord was naturally longer than most other Demigods.

They’d known each other for almost an eternity, and he had trusted and followed Lord from the start. Nothing had ever been able to change his mind.

This wasn’t because Nozdog’s loyalty was impressive. Instead, it was because Lord had always been an amazing leader.

It was possible that all of the Demigods thought the same.

Even if Lord gave up on dominating the continent and instead decided to live in seclusion, their loyalty was enough that they’d follow him without hesitation,

Yet it was the very same Lord who’d just told him. To shut up and become his food.

This was only something that one would say to prey, not to one’s own kind.

[...]

Only Nozdog knew the emotions that filled him at that moment.

Just as Lord was prepared to consume him again.

Crack!

[...!]

Lord’s waist bent at a right angle, and he was unable to offset the force, causing him to fly backwards and into a wall.

Ivan shook his clenched fist.

‘I hit him?’

He didn’t attack in a lackluster manner. But it couldn’t be said that he’d put his all into that punch.

Nevertheless, he had felt it.

That punch had connected.

While it was clear that his attack hadn’t reached Lord’s core, it still counted.

Dro’s words weren’t wrong. The current Lord was in a weakened state. Someone had dealt great damage to him.

When he thought about this, his excited heart stilled.

‘Is Frey really dead?’

Lord stood to his feet again while casually brushing pieces of stone off of his body.

[...how foolish.]

Anger was evident in his voice.

Anastasia, who was observing the situation, wasn’t used to this.

‘Did Lord ever display his emotions like this?’

The answer was no. The only time Lord expressed his emotions was when his people suffered great harm.

But he was different now. Lord’s emotions felt primitive.

Like a childish and low-level annoyance that had been caused by a bug bite.

‘He’s a mess.’

He felt nothing like the flawless Lord who couldn’t be reached no matter how much they stretched their hands.

Anastasia saw a chance.

If they took advantage of this, they might be able to reverse the situation.

But that didn’t mean that Lord’s power had disappeared.

Crack!

“Kuk!”

Jekid’s arm was crushed in an instant. If he had reacted any slower, it wouldn’t have been his arm; it would have been his head.

‘His attacks are hard to detect.’

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If Lord hadn’t been distracted, such a sure-kill attack would have appeared without warning.

Shuk.

Jekid swung his sword and cut off his squashed arm without hesitation.

Ivan, who saw this, couldn’t help but murmur with a blank expression.

“Did you really need to cut it off?”

“I’d rather not keep anything that could distract me. Didn’t you know? The more immovable your mindset is, the sharper your attacks.”

“That’s true, but... it’s tough.”

Jekid swung his sword a few times with his left arm,

“It’s not a problem since I trained myself to use my sword with my left hand as well.”

“That’s not the problem... Well... As long as you don’t mind.”

Ivan shrugged before pointing towards Lord.

“I don’t know why, but he’s weak right now. So we just have to push him somehow.”

“...push him somehow. Is that a plan?”

To be precise, it was a mixture of divine power and mana.

While absorbing it, Lord knew that Frey’s divine power was mixed with impurities. Nevertheless, he hadn’t cared.

Because in the end, the ratio was 9:1. Naturally, his divine power was the 9.

Therefore, he thought that he would easily be able to filter out the mana, which was nothing more than scraps in comparison.

It was the perfect mistake.

This man was extremely persistent and toxic, causing Lord’s body to rot just with its presence.

Due to this, Lord’s body was currently unstable. To make matters worse, even the divine power that he had yet to digest showed signs of running rampant.

All of this chaos inside of him could have been easily quelled if he were in his peak condition, but Lord had spent a lot of energy in his battle against Lukas.

‘Even so...’

It was extremely humiliating for him to be pushed to this extent by this insect-like group of mortals that Lukas Trowman wasn’t even part of.

“Warrior King’s Fist. Blade Fist.”

Jijik!

A sword-like gust of wind shot out from Ivan’s fist and violently scratched Lord’s body.

Jekid and Anastasia also began using their long range attacks.

The wounds on Lord’s body increased.

‘If this continues...’

He would actually be defeated by these pieces of trash.

Suddenly, an idea appeared in Lord’s mind. He turned his eyes to Nozdog, who was standing far away before calling out desperately.

[Nozdog, help me.]

[...Lord.]

[I’m sorry about earlier. But can’t you understand? My mind is really unstable right now. I still haven’t completely controlled the others who became one with me. If this continues... I will definitely forget my essence and become a monster. That means every Demigod in me will also have a terrible ending!]

Nozdog flinched at those words.

Then Dro shouted in a rare, harsh tone.

“Nozdog! Don’t be fooled! He’s just saying nonsense to make you go to him! Did you already forget how he just treated you?”

[That wasn’t me. Nozdog, please believe me... Right. You asked me to convince you, didn’t you? I will explain it to you now. Come here and help me stop their attacks for a while...]

[...]

The flames burning in Nozdog’s eyes shook unstably. Then he lifted a bone finger.

Crack!

Suddenly, layers of bones rose up from the ground, blocking the attacks headed towards Lord.

Ivan clicked his tongue when he felt the hardness of the bones.

“They’re much harder than steel!”

“What is he trying to do?”

Meanwhile, Nozdog began walking towards Lord.

[...Lord, the things you said aren’t easy to understand. However, I know you-]

Nozdog didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence.

This was because Lord rushed towards him like a wild beast. His arms and legs wrapped around Nozdog’s body like rope while his face, which had become featureless again, was once again covered by an enormous mouth.

Crunch...

The feast had begun.

Lord chewed on Nozdog’s skull, neck, ribs, spine, hip, thighs, knees, and shins... before finally putting his toes in his mouth and chewing them as well. (Note:...what a sentence)

Nozdog.

It took only three seconds for this skeleton-shaped Demigod to disappear from the world.

In other words, by the time Ivan smashed through the bone barrier.

[...]

Lord had already finished his meal.

Dro looked at him with contempt.

“Do you know what you’ve done? With your own hands, you killed all the people who trusted you till the very end. You took advantage of Nozdog’s loyalty and betrayed him!”

[That might be the case. But their wills will not disappear. Right, in human terms, I have inherited their will. What’s the difference between you and me?]

“Disgusting. So you’re crazy to the point of asking such a question. Don’t talk about concepts you don’t understand.”

It was Anastasia who responded in a disdainful voice.

Then Lord shook his head.

[Hmm. I naturally don’t need your understanding.]

There was once again a sense of stability in Lord’s voice.

This was thanks to the divine power he’d absorbed from Nozdog. His divine power was helping get rid of the bits of mana that were corrupting his body.

After all, Nozdog was powerful enough to be called an Apocalypse.

[Right. I understand now. So I was Michael. Ku-, Kuhuhu. How interesting. I was the balance of the Celestial World...]

Paht!

White wings tore out of Lord’s back. He looked back at these wings before muttering.

[I don’t think I can lose anymore... So first, let’s take care of the bugs.]