The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage - Chapter 171

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Episode 171
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A greatsword and two daggers clashed, sending long sparks cascading through the air.
Sibren’s legs sank deep into the earth as he blocked the greatsword with merely two daggers, the surrounding ground collapsing inward to form a massive crater.
If one considered raw strength alone, Baltar wielding the greatsword might have held the advantage.
But that was far from the truth.
Screeeeeech—!!!
The cacophony born from the friction between dagger and greatsword.
Yet in that instant, the sound ceased and Sibren’s form vanished.
The moment Sibren disappeared, the greatsword—now without its target—immediately tore through the ground.
Boom—!!!
A crimson blade aura erupted, carving a long wound across the floor.
Sibren emerged from the cacophony of destruction, his form materializing behind Baltar, where he crossed his daggers and unleashed a devastating strike in one fluid motion.
Whoosh!
A cut so subtle and silent that even the air itself might have gone unnoticed.
The two daggers crossed to form an X, targeting the nape of Baltar’s neck as they swung down.
But in that moment, Fiora appeared, transforming one arm into a shield and the other into a spear, extending her shield-bearing hand to intercept both daggers.
Screeeeeech—!!!
Sibren regarded Fiora with an expressionless gaze, uncertain when she had secured the merchant manager in a safe location.
With eyes devoid of irritation or anger, he drew the hand wielding his dagger close to his body, kicked off the shield, and withdrew from the position.
Fiora’s arm, which had transformed into a spear, pierced through where Sibren had stood moments before, launching her counterattack.
Sibren perceived this, retreated further, then pushed off the ground again to mount another assault.
But in that instant, sensing an ominous presence descending from above, he didn’t even look up—instead, he swiftly kicked off and rolled his body away.
Where Sibren had evaded, crimson moonlight transformed into a beam, obliterating everything in its vicinity.
Boom—!!!
Even Sibren, with his hardened scales, would have struggled against such destructive force had the beam struck him directly.
It was a sight that sent chills down one’s spine, yet Sibren paid it no mind, moving his feet swiftly to escape and attempting to identify who had unleashed the moonlight.
But before he could even locate them.
Crash—!!!
Baltar’s crude charge erupted from the ground, launching forward with brute force.
Sibren confirmed the charging Baltar with his still-expressionless eyes and attempted to withdraw from the position.
Suddenly, a hand burst forth from the sewers’ floor.
Different from the abyss’s grasp that had emerged before, a hand of stone erupted, and Sibren swung both his daggers against it.
Screeeech—.
A sharp cutting sound rang out, and the stone hand shattered into dozens of fragments, forced to release the Sibren it had been restraining.
The moment Sibren escaped the stone hand, he immediately attempted to flee the area.
But Baltar was faster.
Boom—!!!
The greatsword of devastating power swung toward Sibren.
From the very air itself, it crushed and destroyed everything around it, seeking to tear Sibren asunder.
Sibren likewise wielded his daggers in response.
Clang! Clang!
First strike and second strike.
Though he swung with both daggers, it proved insufficient.
Yet Sibren activated his skill and continued his dagger assault.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Third and fourth strikes followed, then fifth and sixth.
And it did not end there.
Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!!!
Under the relentless barrage of daggers, Baltar’s greatsword—wreathed in crimson aura—began to give ground.
Baltar roared, channeling his strength and weight to push back.
-Graaaaaahhh!!!
Sibren countered by accelerating his assault further.
Like gears shifting, his strikes grew even faster.
Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!!!
Beneath the ferocious onslaught of daggers against his blade, Baltar finally lost ground and skidded backward.
His firmly planted feet carved two long furrows across the earth as he retreated, and seeing this, Sibren pressed forward with another volley of strikes.
Baltar’s greatsword had already been knocked upward, now hovering above his head.
If Sibren unleashed his assault now, Baltar would have no choice but to take the full brunt.
So Sibren continued his barrage, hurling his daggers toward Baltar’s body.
But in that instant, the seemingly sluggish Baltar moved with surprising speed, recovering his greatsword with both hands and barely managing to block the attack.
Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!!!
In that same moment, Fiora burst forth from behind Baltar.
Sibren’s eyes widened slightly as he registered her presence.
His assault was already in motion.
He could not halt it midway.
He attempted to abandon the assault and defend against Fiora instead, but—
In that instant, Baltar’s eyes gleamed with an ominous light.
If he withdrew now, he would face Baltar’s counterattack.
A moment of impossible choice.
Sibren judged that taking a hit from Fiora
was preferable to facing Baltar’s retaliation, so he did not redirect his assault.
Yet in that instant, as Fiora’s spear and shield vanished, her form sent a chill racing down Sibren’s spine.
Her sudden transformation revealed a being of far greater rank than any serpent.
Fiora had become a dragon—small, yet unmistakably draconic—and though Sibren tried desperately to redirect his assault, it was already too late.
Fiora’s maw opened wide, and from within, a small breath began to gather.
Roooaaarrr———!!!
The small yet potent breath engulfed Sibren.
Baltar, positioned nearby, swiftly leaped clear of the blast.
The small breath that followed consumed Sibren, tore through one wall of the Sewers, and exposed the Mountain beyond.
A violent shockwave swept through the surroundings, rippling outward like an earthquake.
Grrrrrrrrr——!!!
A gentle breeze enveloped Fiora’s small form as she retreated from the fray.
And Baltar moved in to fill the void she left behind.
Even Sibren appeared to be struggling to rise.
Yet no one present could afford to lower their guard or falter.
In that instant, something burst forth from where the wall had been pierced and the Mountain lay exposed.
Baltar spotted it and raised his greatsword, unleashing a blood-red aura as he moved to intercept.
Kwaaaang!!!
As he blocked whatever had erupted forth.
A violent impact swept over Baltar, and he barely managed to withstand the assault.
Then Sibren burst forth from the black explosion.
Of course, Sibren was far from unscathed.
The sturdy scales he had once boasted of were mostly shed or melted away, unable to maintain their form.
One could see that both his arms were mangled and covered in wounds, as if he had at least managed to defend himself.
Despite such injuries, Sibren paid them no mind and immediately burst forth to attack Baltar.
-Krahaha! A decent blow indeed!!!
Baltar laughed loudly and shouted.
Until Fiora returned, Baltar would have to hold the front lines alone.
It would be natural to feel the weight of such responsibility.
Yet Baltar cried out as if such concerns meant nothing to him.
Sibren simultaneously fixed his gaze upon Baltar, his eyes narrowing.
If things continued this way, victory would not come easily.
With that thought, Sibren began forming hand seals as if performing some forbidden technique.
It seemed he had resolved to unleash his full power.
As he completed the seals.
Yoo Sung-hyun had attempted to use a skill from behind.
But his body wouldn’t move.
This phenomenon meant only one thing.
[Hidden Raid Boss ‘Basilica’s Spy, Sibren’ is transforming.]
[Hidden Raid Boss ‘Basilica’s Spy, Sibren’ is entering Phase 2.]
*Warning*
-Upon entering Phase 2, the Raid Boss becomes significantly more powerful.
-Exercise caution.
Was he using some sort of transformation technique?
Soon, the sound of flesh twisting and contorting echoed from Sibren’s body.
Crack, crunch!
Squelch! Squelch——!
Whoooosh——!!!
At first came the sounds of muscle and flesh warping.
Then came the sickening sound of bones twisting and contorting.
Finally, as flesh tore away with a wet ripping sound, Sibren’s form began to transform.
Just moments ago, Sibren had been roughly human-sized, but now he towered before me as a colossal serpent.
Only two arms remained attached to his upper body, while his lower half—where legs once were—had vanished entirely, replaced by a long, sinuous tail.
His lower and upper bodies were serpentine, yet with only two arms jutting from his torso held rigidly upright, the sight was utterly grotesque.
So this is what a hidden raid boss truly looks like.
I’d anticipated this wouldn’t be easy, but not to this extent.
-Kahahaha!!! So in the end, a beast remains a beast, no matter what!!!
“….”
I didn’t respond to Baltar’s taunting laughter and provocation—only fixed him with an icy stare.
The short blade that had been small until moments ago expanded to match my serpentine body, and I wielded it with swift precision, now far larger than Baltar’s greatsword.
Though my enlarged form had made me somewhat slower than before.
Still, my speed remained formidable.
Baltar surrounded himself with a blood-red aura and attempted to block the incoming blade.
Or rather, he tried to.
But.
Boom——!!!
The tremendous impact and the ring of clashing steel sent Baltar flying backward like a cannonball, unable to withstand the force of my blade.
-Cough!
Spewing blood, Baltar was hurled into the Sewers’ wall and embedded there.
Though the impact reverberated through his entire body, causing internal injuries, Baltar immediately pushed himself free and attempted to counterattack, but.
I was far faster than he was.
I turned my attention toward whoever had fired that crimson moonlight at me, opening my maw wide and unleashing a torrent of venom into the Sewers.
Whoooosh——!!!
The violent wave of venom sprayed forth like a tidal surge, sweeping across the space.
The Labyrinth’s floor rose up, forming walls of stone.
Crash! Crash! Crash!
Three walls erected in mere moments.
Yet the venom wave melted through every barrier and threatened to pour down upon those behind them.
At that instant, an irritated voice rang out.
“This is far too disgusting.”
With that voice came a gale of wind that dissolved the three walls, dispersed the weakened venom wave, and created a tempest in its wake.
So you were here after all, I thought, lunging forward—when suddenly.
Brilliant spears of light materialized from the ceiling in countless numbers, and someone spoke.
“How dare you attack our Yoo Sung-hyun?”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh——!!!
The spears of light, composed of pure radiance itself, rained down like a baptism upon me.
As I moved to counter that barrage of luminous strikes—the same rapid succession technique I’d used against Baltar—I heard laughter from behind me.
Giggle giggle giggle!!!
Hehehehe!!!
[Your skills are sealed for 5 seconds by the Lord’s Gag Order.]
[Hidden Raid Boss, 『Basilica Spy, Sibren』 partially resists.]
[Duration reduced to 2 seconds.]
The Giant Witch had already stitched Sibren’s lips shut with a teal needle, and in that moment, he felt it.
His skills vanishing.
He tried to use other skills, but they were useless.
He should have fled that place, but his enlarged body prevented it.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!
Spears of brilliant light pierced through Sibren’s body in multiple places.
Just as Sibren endured the pain and tried to move again.
A massive blade suddenly erupted from the shadows.
Whoooosh———!!!
The shadow blade piercing through his abdomen.
Caught off guard, Sibren had no choice but to swing his dagger frantically, severing the shadow blade.
Then he tried to swing his dagger at Baltar, who was rushing toward him.
With skills sealed, it was the best he could manage.
So he swung his dagger at Baltar.
Clang clang clang!!!
Baltar’s blade, wreathed in crimson aura, clashed with his, and they merely bounced off each other.
And at the moment they both paused.
A red moon rose above Sibren’s head, and hands of the abyss began to surge up from below.
Sensing something extraordinary, Sibren abandoned his thoughts of subduing them and extracting information, and considered a different plan.
‘Escape.’
But could he truly escape from them?

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