The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage - Chapter 172

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Episode 172
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Doubt bloomed within Sibren as he began to resist violently.
Desperate to escape by any means.
Yet beneath the crimson moon, there was no breaking free from the grasp of the abyss.
Roooaaaaarrr———!!!
Scarlet lightning descended in torrents, baptizing Sibren from head to toe.
The abyssal hands gripped the thrashing Sibren with crushing force, refusing to release him.
Unable to evade the relentless barrage, Sibren felt his mind grow hazy as he timed his escape perfectly—the moment those abyssal hands began to recede back into the depths.
As he shifted position, Sibren’s thoughts crystallized.
‘I can escape.’
At first, I doubted whether I could break through such overwhelming power and flee.
But thinking about it now, it was simple.
‘They need me alive.’
How had I breached the city’s defenses?
How had I slipped past their surveillance network?
To learn such secrets, they would need to capture and interrogate me.
If they were outsiders, they must have been tasked with extracting this information.
The logic was sound.
Sibren moved with absolute conviction, focusing entirely on escape.
Killing them would be extraordinarily difficult.
Breaking through their coordination and harming even one of them seemed virtually impossible.
But escape—that was a different matter entirely.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaa!!!”
Sibren opened his maw impossibly wide, preparing to unleash his breath once more.
The Witch who had sewn his mouth shut was gone, and his mouth was whole again.
Just as he was about to release a torrent of venom—
From within the Sewers, Nocturnium, Serpina, and Helena emerged at a leisurely pace.
Was this their resolve never to let him escape?
Sibren’s eyes narrowed as he assessed his targets, then—bypassing the three who strolled forward so calmly—he unleashed a deluge of venom toward Baltar instead.
Fiora was nowhere to be seen, and those three had already proven they could withstand his venom before.
Just as I could reuse my venom torrent through skill activation.
They too might possess means to defend against it.
His intent was to eliminate the annoying Baltar who insisted on close combat.
Shhhhooooosh———!!!
The venom torrent erupted from Sibren’s jaws, surging toward Baltar.
But Fiora suddenly materialized before him, transforming into a turtle encased in crystalline shell to intercept the venom.
Roooaaaaarrr———!
Baltar wielded Fiora like a shield, blocking the venom, and Sibren’s eyes widened in that brief opening.
She defended against my venom?
As if that were possible.
Sibren’s pupils narrowed, and his eyes widened.
Between the seams of his scales, violet mist erupted outward.
Shrieeeeeeek!!!
The violet poison gas instantly engulfed the entire area around the entrance to the Sewers.
The damage from the toxin was severe enough that they would certainly retreat to avoid the poisonous mist.
I could escape in that gap.
Serpina could blow away the poison gas with wind, perhaps.
But in that time, Sibren could flee.
If I were determined to kill Sibren regardless of his safety, I could launch an attack that filled the poison gas to stop him, but the probability of that was remarkably low.
After all, I needed to capture him alive.
Sssssss——!
Through the poison gas, Sibren restored his body to its original size.
Then he prepared to flee from that spot.
But at that moment.
The sound of pages turning.
A sound like flipping through a book echoed.
From somewhere, an unfamiliar voice reached my ears.
“Hmm, this skill is quite good.”
Since it was his own skill, Sibren could see through the poison gas.
There were definitely six people now, when there had been only five before.
And this newly appeared man casually reached out toward a floating book suspended in midair.
Then.
An ancient grand magic—one that had long since vanished from the world—began to unfold from that place.
Feeling a chill run down his spine, Sibren thought.
‘…Is he trying to kill me?’
Though Sibren was emotionally restrained and incapable of feeling fear.
At the form of the Grim Reaper drawing near, he trembled involuntarily.
I had to escape.
But if I fled the poison gas, the probability of falling to the other five was high.
And if I remained here, I would fall to this man who resembled the Grim Reaper.
Surrounded on all sides.
I had to choose one or the other.
And Sibren chose to remain in the poison gas and resist the attack of this man who resembled the Grim Reaper.
He would never kill me.
I trusted my mind and reasoning over instinct.
At that moment.
The grand magic that had vanished from the world manifested once more upon the earth, unfolded by the hand of Yoo Sung-hyun, the man who resembled the Grim Reaper.
Crack, crackle-crackle, crackle-crackle-crackle.
A freezing sound, as if it could be heard in the silent depths of winter.
Yet this place was neither the depths of winter nor a city where cold could take hold.
It was a city blessed with only mild weather, perpetually suspended between the warmth of spring and summer.
Could one truly hear the sound of freezing in such a place?
Sibren turned his head, seized by doubt at that sound.
But then.
Whiiiiiiing!!!
Whoooooosh—!!!
A blizzard swept through the poison fog, bleaching everything in sight pure white.
No.
Tick, tick-tick, tick.
The poison droplets froze solid and fell to the ground.
Mixed with the blizzard, the frozen poison could no longer drift through the air.
What in the world was happening?
Sibren couldn’t even comprehend it.
I couldn’t grasp what was occurring to me.
My neck had frozen rigid, impossible to turn; my skin, flesh, and muscles had crystallized, and every drop of blood that should have flowed through my body had turned to ice—I couldn’t move a single finger.
Even my eyelids had frozen shut, denying me the mercy of darkness.
Yet my mind remained vivid and alert, forced to witness everything unfolding before me.
A man like the Grim Reaper itself, exhaling breath like pristine white vapor, observing the entire spectacle.
Yoo Sung-hyun smiled as he looked at me.
I realized that the grand forbidden magic of annihilation—so terrible and cruel that the Magic Tower had deemed it taboo and erased it from the world—had manifested once more in this man’s hands.
Absolute zero.
There was no escaping it.
Even in that moment, I found solace.
My restrained emotions allowed me to assess the situation clearly.
I was dead.
This absolute zero magic was devastatingly fatal to me.
The damage would surely far exceed normal calculations.
Especially since I had just reverted from my enhanced form.
I was in a weakened state.
Because of this, they would never achieve their desires.
The great Basilica would ultimately invade Ninyaru and bring ruin upon them.
Believing this, I released my fading consciousness without resistance.
Thus Sibren’s heartbeat ceased.
In that moment of death.
“How dare anyone die before our Yoo Sung-hyun?”
A bewitching voice echoed through the air.
In my fading consciousness, I wanted to scoff at that voice.
But in that instant.
Celestial light poured down from the heavens, and my consciousness, which had been slipping away, surged back as the frozen body thawed and melted.
And with it came undeniable pain.
I was certain I had died.
How was this possible!?
Before Sibren, who was bewildered as his suppressed emotions surged back to life along with his resurrection, stood a woman with lustrous crimson hair—Helena—who smiled mischievously and spoke.
“You cannot simply die before us.”
From that playful smile and tone, Sibren could comprehend the truth.
“Ah, ahhhhh.”
Both death and life.
Everything danced in the palm of their hands.
Resurrected by Helena’s skill, Sibren bowed his head in despair at this realization.
The first emotion he felt upon his emotions being restored was singular.
Fear.
Watching Sibren tremble violently, Yoo Sung-hyun chuckled softly and turned away.
And there, one Black Puma Knight who had witnessed the spectacle felt his pupils quake intensely.
7.
The Black Knight Order is the guardian order that protects the city of Ninyaru.
They were tasked with protecting the city and maintaining its security, yet they could not help but question the numerous abduction incidents that had occurred recently.
How had a spy from the Basilica managed to slip past their vigilance?
It was a situation they simply could not comprehend.
They attempted to apprehend the spy by any means necessary.
Though the trail had nearly vanished.
Through capable subordinates, they pursued relentlessly nonetheless.
But then.
‘A foreigner, you say.’
A foreigner who entered through the formal gates was now entangled in this affair.
Felix, the Black Puma and commander of the Black Knight Order, could only furrow his brow.
From what he heard, the foreigner was alone.
Though they said he had subordinates, they were merely the foreigner’s retinue.
For this reason, he never believed the foreigner could possibly overcome the Basilica’s spy.
All the more reason to increase their speed and reach his location.
If an innocent foreigner were to suffer harm, it would be shameful for a knight sworn to protect this city.
Urged on by the words of Becky, still a young Cat Merchant.
“There!”
Upon discovering traces leading toward the Old Sewers, one of the Black Knight Order cried out.
The moment everyone finished their preparations and swiftly pursued the trail toward the Old Sewers.
Kuuuugggggg——!!!
A tremor that shook the earth.
Despite the considerable distance from the Old Sewers, the vibration was palpable enough to infer the tremendous force behind it.
Combat had already erupted.
At this rate, the foreigner would be in danger.
Felix grew anxious and shouted at his subordinates.
“I’m going ahead—arrive as quickly as you can!”
“Yes, Commander!!!”
Hearing the Black Knight Order respond in unison, Felix dashed forward at tremendous speed.
As he sprinted ahead of his men, the air itself seemed to tear apart, the landscape melting and rushing backward in a blur.
His velocity was beyond measure.
Yet Felix’s expression remained grim.
He had to move faster to intercept the Basilica’s spy and save the Foreigner.
With that thought, he accelerated further toward the Old Sewers.
By the time Felix arrived,
“What… what is this…?”
he could see the Foreigner’s subordinates locked in combat with the spy.
It was a level where his intervention wasn’t even necessary.
In fact, he thought they could already kill the spy.
Surely, if this Foreigner from the Labyrinth were alone, they could never overcome the Basilica’s spy.
As Felix stood watching the scene in stunned silence,
he saw the spy spewing toxic fumes and attempting to flee.
Even with subordinates of such considerable power, they couldn’t stop this.
A Basilica spy fleeing with all their might—even this Foreigner would struggle to block them!
He had to capture the spy himself.
The moment he thought this and began to move,
he stopped in his tracks upon seeing a man appear at the entrance of the Old Sewers.
Clearly, this Foreigner was weaker than him.
Using the users’ terminology, their level and stats were significantly inferior.
Felix was certainly aware of this.
So why was it?
A chill ran through him.
His feet wouldn’t move—the thought that approaching there might mean his own death paralyzed him.
And witnessing the Absolute Zero spell unfold there—a catastrophic magic that should have vanished long ago—his pupils trembled violently.
The spy would surely die.
There was no way they could survive.
Even he would have to brace for considerable blood loss from such a skill.
For a Basilica spy sensitive to temperature, it was a skill they could never withstand.
‘Ah, that one is finished.’
He had wanted to capture and interrogate them somehow.
But in that moment, he thought it unfortunate but unavoidable.
Then a red-haired woman stepped forward,
and the Basilica spy—who had surely become a corpse—was resurrected.
How was this possible?
Witnessing that sight of the dead being brought back to life, Felix found himself utterly speechless.
Who in the world was this foreigner?
The moment that thought crossed my mind, my eyes met Yoo Sung-hyun’s.
Facing the colossal Grim Reaper looming behind him, Felix couldn’t help but instinctively step backward.
8.
The Great Ruler, who had been curled up resting atop the treasures accumulated within the Fortress City, sensed a distant presence and rose to his feet.
Grrrrraaaaaahhhhh——!!!
The Great Ruler was so massive that merely standing up created the illusion that the entire Fortress City trembled.
His mane blazed like a white sun, and his burning amber eyes fixed upon a distant direction as he murmured.
“The Overlord.”
That murmur soon transformed into intrigue.
A faint smile crossed his face.
The Overlord had come to his city.
Upon this realization, the Great Ruler reduced his massive form in size.
Becoming a white lion humanoid, he strolled leisurely and opened the doors to the Jade Throne Hall, calling out.
Whoosh!
“I shall venture outside. Make preparations.”
“”Yes!!! We shall obey your command!!! Your Majesty!!!””
It was the moment the King emerged from the Fortress City for the first time in decades.

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