The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage - Chapter 276

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Episode 276
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As the Broadcast Spirit appeared as before, space warped and consumed the surroundings, and instead of a jungle-like field different from yesterday, an arena resembling the Colosseum unfolded.
The competitors were also transported to separate rooms, and only a single Broadcast Spirit hovered above the arena, crying out to the viewers.
[It’s an honor to greet you all today!!! I’ll give you a brief explanation of today’s match!!!]
A tournament.
Was there really much to explain about it?
The Broadcast Spirit simply gave a brief explanation along with the bracket that teams would face off against each other.
The format was truly a bold one—single elimination.
It was explained as a cooperative battle where all team members fought together.
That’s a real man’s game, lol.
A one-shot match, damn it.
Usually they do best-of-three, but this is crazy lol.
-Honestly, single elimination is more fun!
If it gets too long, it does get a bit loose.
The viewers’ reactions were equally heated.
As the number of rounds increased, sloppiness was bound to increase as well.
Above all, they liked the idea that all team members would enter and fight in a single match.
Though that also meant a higher probability of chaos.
Conversely, it also meant it would be that much more thrilling.
“Kuhehe! Deciding the match with single elimination! Our Tower Master certainly has flair!”
“Cold-blooded yet possessing such boldness—that’s how our Tower Master rules Septemarcan!!!”
“Ahhh! Long live the Serul Tower Master!!!”
“Single elimination? I honestly have no idea what’ll happen.”
The NPCs were completely caught up in excitement.
Those watching via Mytube felt the same way.
Normally, most would have predicted Yoo Sung-hyun’s victory.
But with single elimination, who could say?
In the world of competition, a small opening could dramatically shift the outcome.
If we unseal Magi, even the Forbiddens won’t know what happens lol.
-Honestly, single elimination makes it worth watching!
-Yeah, this is how you get real tension.
-If we already know the Demon King will win everything, what’s the fun!
-This way we actually get suspense and entertainment.
Everyone watched with that mindset.
The participants in this match were formidable competitors.
Expectations were particularly high for the mages, knights, and the Forbiddens.
Of course, the appearance of the Demon King at the end of yesterday hadn’t been forgotten.
Yet even so, they seemed to have a fair chance of victory.
Above all.
-And the bracket for the match???
Hahahaha, the demon and the knight are fighting, and the Forbiddens and the Demon King are fighting.
-The winners from each side will advance to the finals.
Haha, the Knights Order and the Mages are fighting from the start. This should be fun.
The decisive championship favorites meeting right from the beginning.
And if they won in the Round of 32, Forbiddens and the Demon King would also meet in the Round of 16—a relatively short bracket.
Was this designed to satisfy viewers who wanted to see the matches quickly?
Everyone was full of praise, saying the bracket was brilliantly constructed.
And so the first match began.
[Ahhhhh!!! The match you’ve all been waiting for is about to start much sooner than expected!!! The highly anticipated Round of 32, first match!!! Team number one—or rather, I should call them by their proper name now!!! The Featherwing Knight Order versus the pride of Septemarcan, the mages of Cerul Spire Magic Tower!!!]
At the Broadcast Spirit’s announcement, both teams materialized at opposite ends of the Arena.
They stood facing each other.
Yet the Broadcast Spirit watching them tilted their head in confusion.
[Huh?! But something seems off with the Featherwing Knight team??? Gamus looks completely different from yesterday???]
The Broadcast Spirit was right.
Dark circles and ashen skin marked his face so distinctly that he looked like a different person from yesterday.
The steadfast appearance he’d shown until yesterday had vanished without a trace, replaced only by a savage aura swirling around Gamus.
Seeing this atmosphere, the mages from Cerul Spire Tower also tilted their heads in bewilderment.
He was far too different from yesterday.
Moreover, the knights around him were radiating such a gloomy atmosphere.
It was highly probable that something had happened.
Everyone sensed it.
Yet Gamus stepped forward without a care in the world.
This was clearly supposed to be a team versus team match.
But he was displaying the arrogance of someone who could face them alone.
“Hmm? How arrogant.”
The mages from Cerul Spire Tower frowned at him and spoke.
The Broadcast Spirit also clicked their tongue awkwardly at the sight.
[Gamus is completely different from yesterday!!! Where did that cooperative spirit and strategic planning go???]
Ignoring the Broadcast Spirit’s words, Gamus quietly drew his sword.
He even displayed a relaxed demeanor, as if ready to begin at any moment.
In this strange atmosphere, the mages first took a defensive stance.
But they didn’t actually believe he would face them alone.
Perhaps this was a strategy to lower their guard and have his teammates move in from behind.
So to prevent falling for such a trap, the mages gathered their magical power and prepared themselves.
-Does he have no fear???
-He’s completely different from yesterday???
-He’s become so cynical;;;
-What is this? He looks like a completely different person???
-Real talk, I wouldn’t have known it was Gamus if the Broadcast Spirit hadn’t said so;;;
The viewers were equally bewildered.
But what did that matter now?
What mattered was that this was a match between the Featherwing Knight Order and the Cerul Magic Tower Mages.
Regardless.
Far more viewers simply wanted the match to begin already.
What did it matter if Gamus changed or not?
As long as they got to see an entertaining match, that was all that counted.
The moment more viewers began thinking this way.
[The match begins now!!!]
The Broadcast Spirit announced the start of the match.
With that sound.
Shhhhhhhhhhh——!!!
Ice that rent the very space froze in mid-air, slicing desolately across the Arena.
Walls rose, the ice barrier dividing Gamus from the other knights, and trapping both Gamus and the mages as if another Colosseum had been constructed.
For mages, maintaining distance was crucial, yet they had confined themselves in the same space as Gamus—and there was good reason for it.
A bitter cold spread like a shimmering veil around them.
Translucent ice crystals, like semi-transparent gemstones, materialized around the mages.
The ice barrier was completely transparent, containing fewer impurities than the outer wall.
Yet its strength was formidable at first glance.
[The exclusive technique of Cerul Magic Tower!!! While erecting the Veil of Bitter Cold!!! They create frost crystals!!! A truly formidable defensive barrier, wouldn’t you say!?]
The Broadcast Spirit’s enthusiastic commentary.
Yet such enthusiasm was warranted.
The frost crystals blocked virtually any attack, and some attacks were even converted into cold energy, making them grow thicker with each assault—a defensive spell known to be breakable only through a single, overwhelming strike.
It was a defensive magic that could only be shattered in one decisive blow.
The mages, having deployed it, smiled with confidence in their victory.
No matter how strong Gamus was, there was no way he could shatter these frost crystals in one strike and defeat them.
Thus, while confident, the mages drew upon their mana once more for their attack.
A fierce, biting cold swept forth, and the mana of the frost magic further dropped the temperature around them.
Yet Gamus merely scoffed at it all with disdain.
As if inviting them to try their best.
He stood at ease, not even raising his sword.
Did that composure irritate them?
Twitch.
The mages’ eyebrows twitched.
In the matchup between mages and knights, mages held the disadvantage, but.
For a knight to remain so composed even with all defensive preparations in place was an affront to their very pride.
There was no way they could stand idle.
The mages glared with fierce eyes and unleashed beams of frost energy at Gamus.
Extreme cold that froze even the air itself shot forth, rushing forward with the speed of a bitter wind.
Whoooooosh——!!!
The extreme beam shot forth with blinding speed.
Yet Gamus remained motionless, utterly unfazed.
When the beam finally reached Gamus’s heart.
Crack! Crackle——!!!
Crackle crackle crackle———!!!
With a deafening roar, Gamus froze solid like a winter lakeside.
[H-how is this… even… possible…???]
The Broadcast Spirit was bewildered, and so were the mages who had unleashed the attack.
It was undeniably a swift and powerful assault.
But had Gamus truly been unable to do anything and simply taken the hit?
No, that wasn’t it.
It was quite the opposite.
Gamus had done nothing at all.
As if such an attack meant nothing to him whatsoever.
Trapped in ice like a frozen statue after taking the attack.
They had certainly used their seasonal technique.
Yet he took it head-on without resistance?
Was it foolishness, or supreme confidence?
Faced with this incomprehensible display.
The mages tilted their heads in doubt, wondering if this was truly the end.
In that very moment, Gamus—now an ice statue trapped within the frozen prison—smiled wickedly.
A smile so cruel it was grotesque.
Shatter——!!!
A sharp, crystalline shattering sound pierced the air.
The ice surrounding the frozen Gamus exploded into countless fragments, scattering in all directions.
As ice shards danced through the void.
All Gamus had done was raise his sword.
Even the Broadcast Spirit forgot to relay the events, simply staring in stunned silence.
And Gamus, gripping the raised blade with such effortless ease, murmured softly.
“How utterly tepid.”
With those words, Gamus brought his sword down in a single stroke.
Yet in that very instant.
Something invisible swept past, spreading outward, undetected by anyone present.
Yet that invisible something clearly flew toward the mages.
And bisected the Frost Crystal cleanly.
Crack————snap.
Boom aaaaaaaaa——!!!
The Frost Crystal shattered with terrifying ease.
And from the backlash, the barrier of bitter cold that had protected the mages’ rear exploded into fragments.
Could such a thing even be possible?
The mages’ eyes widened in shock before they could even react.
The moment they tried to do something about it.
Their chests split horizontally, and blood gushed from the wounds.
Guaaaaaahhhhh——!
Gamus laughed with evident delight as he watched the fresh blood bloom across their chests.
And then.
“Consider yourselves fortunate. That pathetic crystal saved your lives.”
It was an arrogant statement without equal.
Yet no one could perceive it as arrogance in this moment.
A single slash.
That one slash alone had eliminated all the mages, and the Broadcast Spirit cried out urgently upon witnessing it.
[The, the Serul Spire Tower!!! Retired!!! The, the victors are the Featherwing Knight Order!!!]
With the Broadcast Spirit’s belated announcement.
The Cerul Magic Tower Mages rapidly vanished from the Arena.
They had disappeared immediately for treatment.
The match had ended far too quickly.
The viewers were equally stunned by Gamus’s overwhelming display of power.
-???????What is this?
-Wait, he just lowered his sword and it was over???
-???Did anyone see what happened?
-I couldn’t see it either;;;
In that bewildered atmosphere.
There was only one team whose cold sweat flowed while watching that match.
“…What was that?”
Yoo Sung-hyun was sweating nervously, visibly troubled.

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