The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years-Novel

“The captain is done?”

Azad said after thrusting the sword into the neck of a soldier.

Bianca looked at the corpse, a trivial and vain end for a sword master.

It couldn’t be any other way than this.

Even a sword master would be surprised to see that the girl he thought was dead came back as an undead.

In such a situation, the sword was struck unexpectedly. Even if it were the grandfather of the sword master, he would be defeated.

Bianca looked at her black sword.

Maybe because it was black, she couldn’t even see blood on it.

“So strange. I am sure I achieved my revenge, but I didn’t think it would feel like this.”

She thought it would be exciting, but was revenge always this futile?

Or was it because there was something more to take revenge on?

The 4th prince.

No, the current king.

One day, that man suddenly staged a coup d’état, kicked out the king, and killed all his brothers.

The captain—no, the corpse—was one of the swords who sided with him.

If she killed the king, would she feel a little relieved?

At that moment, black darkness rose in the sky like a pillar from the side of the palace.

It shook the entire capital with a quaking sound.

“Captain, that…?”

Azad leaned in close to her and asked about it,

“…the Lord’s power?”

As he said, the black pillar felt a little more violent, but similar to Jamie’s black mana.

And as a proof of it,

“Kuak!”

“Captain?!”

Bianca grabbed her chest and staggered to her knee.

The black mana flowing through her body was suddenly going out of control. Her armor had cracked, and black smoke was seeping from her body and being drawn into the black pillar.

It was true that Diablo’s black mana—specifically, the unique black mana honed in God Killer—was what made her body.

And when Bianca returned to the location where she had obtained the body, it was like returning it back.

And if it left her, she would be just an empty shell.

“Damn it! someone…!”

Azad, who didn’t know anything about this, just went to her as she collapsed.

In the meantime, black mana continued to drain out, and she lay in the middle of the enemy line, where they would be aiming for her.

It was time to leave.

A purple magic circle suddenly appeared in the sky, and a bright light shone down.

Since the undead were immune to glares, they didn’t look away.

And soon, the light faded, with four shadows appearing.

To be precise, three humans and one small beast.

One of the shadows told Azad.

“Put Bianca down.”

The voice was often heard by Azad.

“Lord!”

Jamie left the other three and walked over to Bianca, who had lost consciousness.

“C-Captain suddenly turned like this.”

Azad spoke, worrying as if this could not be solved.

Witnessing that, Jamie smiled.

Azad didn’t like Bianca at first, and he would get upset and pick fights with her, but now, seeing how he trusts and follows her more than others, it felt nice.

“What do we….huh?”

“Huh! Who do you think you have as your Lord?”

“Lord!”

Azad’s expression brightened.

He was the toughest-looking yet the most soft-hearted one.

Jamie removed Bianca’s helm and placed a hand over her pale face.

“Your subordinates are so worried about you. Get up now.”

The flowing black smoke stopped like a lie as black mana was infused into her body. And all of God Killer’s mana that was inside Bianca’s body was purified.

It wasn’t too difficult for him now.

Her skin was turning back to normal.

“She won’t wake up right away. With the drainage running wild, it had to have taken a toll on her mind and body.”

“Then…”

“Well, now that the situation has reached this point, even the enemy soldiers aren’t going to fight. So keep her here.”

“Then, Lord?”

“What?”

Jamie got back up and went to the circle.

Except for the little bull, it was his first time seeing the black woman and the boy.

“I will take your seniors and handle that.”

“… senior?”

As Azad titled his head, Jormungand waved her hand with a smile.

“I am watching, junior~”

“What did that woman…?!”

Azad tried to speak back, but before that, the four of them vanished, and he mumbled, looking at the sky.

“Seniors. What is that supposed to mean?”

The words left behind by his Lord were incomprehensible.

“Are you aware of God Killer’s power?”

Jamie asked Behemoth and Jormungand as they moved in front of the palace.

Behemoth asked what he meant by this.

“We can’t not know it, Lord.”

“Right. Didn’t this girl see its power more than anyone else by the Lord’s side?”

“Then you will know what happens now, so I will leave it up to you.”

The two nodded.

Only Prometheus didn’t know what this meant, so he titled his head and asked,

“I don’t know?”

“Ask Jor.”

“Ahhh, Lord…you remember my nickname!”

In that small second, she was back to twisting her body just because he shortened her name, and Behemoth clicked his tongue.

“Are you excited in this situation? And you keep calling yourself ‘girl.’ You have lived for thousands of years! You’re a granny!”

“You must really have a death wish, you pig of quadruped times!”

“Try it.”

“You!?”

“Enough.”

Jamie intervened before the fight escalated any further.

“Fight later. Now isn’t the time for it. Anyway, Jor, explain it to him. I don’t think he is lacking, so he will get it right away.”

“Fine.”

Hearing that, Jamie looked at Prometheus.

“You won’t answer?”

“…I understand.”

It felt like a forced answer, and Jamie snorted.

When a question is asked, and an answer is given, one should respond.

And he turned to the palace.

The black mana continued to flow from inside, but it wasn’t coming out. If that was the case, it made sense to go inside.

“Hold up well.”

“Yes~ trust us.”

Jamie’s face vanished.

Jormungand erased the girlish expression as if it was a lie and, with sharp eyes, said to Prometheus,

“Prometheus.”

“… what?”

“I hope you don’t forget the significance of your existence.”

Prometheus didn’t answer, and Jormungand stared at him.

Behemoth.

‘Hm.’

He watched them quietly and…

“Come!”

The ground trembled once more, and numerous figures emerged from the black mana.

They were the souls of the monsters that God Killer had eaten.

“Both of you.”

Behemoth’s body began to grow. It was far too large, but just effective enough.

It was a bit inferior to the perfect body, but it would be disadvantageous if he fought with that huge body in here.

[Be cautious and serious because they are strong.]

Behemoth spoke, and Jormungand summoned her scythe.

“Who are you saying that to?”

She smiled,

“I am the snake that eats the world.”

And slashed with her scythe.

Jamie quickly moved to the location where he felt the presence of God Killer.

As he got closer, even Perfect Cell and All Might were vibrating.

This was deep underground in the kingdom, and the secret space’s entrance couldn’t be found.

But it was no problem.

It wasn’t difficult to move if the location was known.

Like now.

“So you were here.”

Jamie went down, eager to find the location, and found something dark and clumped.

It looked so horrible that one would puke at the sight of it—that sticky, thin thing.

It was dark mana, whose nature had been altered by God Killer’s will.

‘Did you already swallow the palace?’

Jamie saw a black mass, and thin tentacles stretched out.

The God Killer he had made was a kind of abomination. This was because its existence itself was created to annihilate life.

So, God Killer, which was out of control, would kill and absorb all the living beings that existed around it as long as they could help wake it up.

It made the palace its own because the city was easily accessible.

It turned the soul of life it ate into limbs, and utilized them as summons.

Despite being just half, it was difficult to block it unless it was Jamie, and he had to be careful as it was the toughest of his weapons.

“Calm down for now.”

Jamie calmed the raging two items on him.

The mass continued to wriggle.

The sight was repulsive even for Jamie, but he looked sad.

“You have been so lonely.”

The man continued to wriggle more violently.

Then, something in the form of limbs moved out, and soon a head and body began to form.

The sound of wind being exhaled could be heard, and near its chest was the purple gem.

God Killer.

[So…]

The mouth began to stretch out, but the skin was torn, and black liquid flowed out.

The shame became more and more concrete over time.

Little by little, human-like features began to form on it, and the limbs began to look more distinct.

A few strands of blue hair came out, too.

It was as if black mud had covered a body, and perhaps it was awkward to move. It felt like a baby taking its first steps.

Jamie just watched it.

He was waiting to see how far it would go.

A more clear sound of breathing.

The traces of black mana surrounding the body seeped inside the body.

The color of the skin began to change, and the movements turned more natural.

At first, he looked hunched, but now he was standing straight.

When all the black, mud-like things were absorbed into the body, the figure of a young man with a cold face appeared.

He was naked, and he quietly checked his condition.

“Hmm.”

He continued to clench and unclench his fists, lifted his legs, and jumped a few times.

After confirming that the body was moving at will, he greeted Jamie with a grin.

“Nice to meet you. I am King Setiros VI of the Siltair Kingdom. You are…I think I can understand without an explanation.”

Jamie’s eyes twitched.

“The host took the lead?”

“It was the only way. The chance to get a tomorrow.”

“Interesting.”

No matter how sincere it sounded, he wasn’t sure how a human could take control of God Killer.

Of course, he thought the human had been fed one.

“All the memories of the jewel are in my head. Quite interesting. Was the world like this?”

The man, who had always been indifferent, showed emotions for the first time.

It was impossible to confirm whether the fusion with God Killer was the reason or because he realized that the boring world was a playground for higher beings.

But what he knew was…

“The one inside me speaks.”

And he said while pointing to the purple jewel in his chest,

“It hates you.”

The unknown feeling of anger filled his head.