Tyrant

Lucas couldn’t move. In fact, he hadn’t come here expecting to win from the start. He never thought he could defeat this mighty foe. He just wanted to pierce this monster’s heart with his sword and inflict as much pain as possible. Just as his master had bled, he wanted this monster to experience the…

“Charge!” With eyes wide open, black magic flowed from them, and his long beard fluttered in the raging wind. Tower Lord Dearmudin shouted. “It’s time to bring divine punishment upon him!” As Dearmudin’s robe, the Dragon Slayer [Old Phoenix] made from the Wingian’s magic core, spread its wings wide, black magic wings sprouted on the…

Crossroad. Blacksmith. “…Really? Even Damien went missing during the mission.” Lucas, who was checking his equipment, spoke coldly. “We’ll have to fight without Damien’s sniper support. Got it.” “…Is that all you have to say?” Evangeline asked in a trembling voice. “Damien is missing. Our Damien. And yet, how can you be so…” “We’re in…

A little while ago. Southwest of Crossroad. Observation Tower. “Thank goodness, we blocked the breath attack…” Damien let out a sigh of relief. He had watched the breath defense process with extreme tension, and fortunately, Crossroad had endured safely. Damien had also continuously attempted long-range sniping to block the breath attack, but the distance was…

The initial reason Scalian took an interest in Violet was simple. Among the humans who participated in the Last War of the Mortal Realm, this great expedition, she was the most ‘unsuited for this war.’ Illusionist Violet. True to her title as a magician who dealt with illusions, she was essentially a liar. To herself,…

The breath attack struck directly against the shield. Kwooooosh! The iron frame and nails holding the shield in place melted away in an instant, and Torkel clung desperately to the shield’s handle with both hands. “Aaaaaaah-!” Although there was no damage due to the activation of his ultimate skill, the pain was vivid. The black…

Southwest of Crossroad. Newly assigned to the observation tower, Damien frowned as he climbed the stairs toward the top of the tower. “Hmm?” A flash of light flickered far to the south, shrouded in damp darkness. ‘Light?’ Damien squinted and examined the area. Fireworks and flashes of light, accompanied by loud booms, erupted continuously from…

Gritting his teeth, Ash set a flame to his crumbling self, his very soul. Whoosh— The fragments of his shattered memories ignited with spiritual flames. The disintegration of his soul accelerated. In exchange, the ritual burning of the spirit granted him the strength to move his body. “Haah…” Strength coursed through his body, which had…

Crossroads. Atop the rampart. “Haah, haah…” Dusk Bringar exhaled heavily. She had barely managed to block Night Bringer’s fifth breath attack just moments ago. While Night Bringer’s breath was overpoweringly strong, Dusk Bringar could withstand it with the aid of all the remaining magic support and recovery support artifacts at the Crossroads. Crackle, crackle… However,…

A little while ago. In Zone 1 of the Lake Kingdom, ‘The Dried Sewer’. “Crawling out here is no small feat…” Ash grumbled as he disembarked from the narrow boat. As the great flood struck, black rain poured over the Lake Kingdom, and the underground drainage pipes filled with black water. Riding through these pipes…