The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage - Chapter 335

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Episode 335
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But that cry scattered into the void.
The Necromancer Lord’s grip unleashed a bone-chilling wail that spread in all directions, turning the question back upon the knight.
Where could they run?
The terrifying screech tore through the air, and everyone’s legs trembled uncontrollably.
None could escape from that place.
Then that colossal hand, vast as a mountain itself, descended gently like it was settling onto the ground, and from a distance, it resembled a meteor.
As the scattered meteor fell in such a manner.
The knights stationed there belatedly regained their senses and desperately attempted to flee from that location.
Yet no matter how they ran, like the saying of Buddha’s palm, few among them possessed the speed to traverse a mountain in a single bound.
Kuuuaaaaaaa———!!!
The catastrophic hand touched the Battlefield.
Like ripples spreading across a once-still lake, the earth undulated in violent waves, sweeping everything around it.
Kuuaaaaaaa———!!!
With such an impact, those buried beneath were as good as dead.
They became pulp, and the entire Battlefield was dyed crimson.
Yet those caught in the earth’s wave-like tremors were equally defenseless.
Though some escaped the hand, those swept away by the surging earth suffered grievous wounds—and there were far more than a few.
A single spell that devastated the enemy position and neutralized all opposition.
Watching from atop the City Wall, someone gulped and spoke.
“I… lost count.”
“…That… that can’t be real.”
“What… what am I even looking at?”
“Is… is that actually a hand?”
Whether User or NPC, all swallowed hard, their expressions twisted in shock.
The scale was extraordinary.
Yoo Sung-hyun immediately concealed himself upon witnessing it, and as he observed, he thought to himself.
‘I consumed far too much mana.’
Well, if I had half my current mana, I could produce this level of power with any lord-class skill.
In fact, even summoning every corpse in the Underworld and transforming them into the Death Legion would consume this much mana.
In any case, I had now transcended the level of those at my same tier.
Despite the catastrophic damage I had inflicted.
I regarded it without concern and thought.
‘This is quite satisfying.’
The Battlefield had become a hellscape.
But it was still a game, after all.
And since the opposing team consisted of the Riescan Kingdom’s knights.
I paid it no mind.
Instead, I dragged all those corpses I had instantly annihilated into the Underworld.
The count came to twenty thousand.
Fewer than I’d hoped, admittedly.
But thanks to that, a rather promising message had surfaced.
[You have obtained a massive amount of blood.]
I wondered if the Blood Lord would awaken as well.
Unfortunately, it seemed that wasn’t the case.
[The conditions have not yet been met.]
I’d obtained a vast quantity of blood, certainly.
But not enough to satisfy the requirements.
A shame, but there was nothing to be done about it.
In any case.
I could see that the Badia soldiers had all retreated behind the City Wall, as if the war were already over.
‘Somewhat disappointing.’
Perhaps I should have held back a little.
Who could have imagined they’d be eliminated by a single spell?
Regardless, I accepted it and left the spot.
And as a result, a colossal handprint was left between Pentagrid City and Wiron Territory.
It would later come to be called divine retribution by the people of Badia.
7.
Badia had suffered defeat in the war with a single blow.
But I paid it little mind as I emerged from the battlefield.
Since this was unprecedented in history, it became a major topic of discussion in both Badia and Wiron, and the internet was ablaze with chatter as well.
But that was none of my concern.
After exiting the Capsule, I found myself lost in thought for a moment.
Since I hadn’t yet received information about Badia from Serul Tower, I’d need to prepare more for that.
That wasn’t my main concern, though.
My concern stemmed from a message I’d received upon exiting the Capsule.
[Barbaros-Just in case you forget! If there’s any skill you’d like, just let me know anytime!]
It was a message from Barbaros.
‘Hmm. Now that I have the Necromancer Lord, is there really anything worth asking him to create?’
In truth, even with leveling up, I hadn’t encountered any particularly new skills.
Because of that, I had no curiosity about new skills.
So I scratched my head somewhat awkwardly.
But I had to reply regardless.
[Yoo Sung-hyun-I can’t think of anything yet, so I’ll contact you when I do!]
[Barbaros-Please do!!! Don’t just brush me off saying it was fun!]
His eagerness to repay the favor was evident even in the text.
Upon reading his message, I remembered Barbaros’s actions and let out a quiet chuckle.
Though he appeared to be my age, Barbaros had a quality that felt like a younger sibling.
After smiling softly and sending him a reply saying I understood, I headed outside.
Today had been quite eventful as well.
There was the matter with Helena.
And experimenting with the Necromancer Lord.
My head felt rather cluttered.
‘Sigh…’
As I let out a light breath and shook my head, I suddenly recalled Mother Lee Na-kyung’s words from earlier—that since it was Sunday, I should fend for myself at dinner.
‘Hmm.’
I considered going out to eat.
But then I shook my head.
The Rapid Guild’s gathering was tomorrow, after all.
We’d agreed to meet around lunch.
There was no point in going out and depleting my stamina unnecessarily.
Sure enough, my older sister Yoo Mi-na emerged from the Capsule earlier than expected.
“Hm? Sung-hyun, you’re out too?”
“Yeah, since the gathering’s tomorrow, I should prepare early.”
“Oho?”
Seeing my sister’s peculiar smile, I frowned in annoyance at whatever she was thinking.
She’d been doing this frequently lately, and it was getting on my nerves.
With that thought, I looked at Yoo Mi-na.
“No, it’s just… I think tomorrow will be fun.”
“Tch. I’m definitely staying far away from you.”
From what I heard, she’d rented out an entire restaurant.
I absolutely had to avoid going near her.
With that resolve, I headed to the living room.
“Should we just order dinner then?”
“No. I’ll make it.”
“Oh!? Are you using Chef Ghost’s cooking memories???”
My sister asked outright, as if our parents weren’t around.
I nodded in agreement.
“Yeah, something like that.”
“Great. Make whatever you want.”
“Yes, yes.”
I replied halfheartedly and got to work.
My sister Yoo Mi-na simply stared at her phone while I cooked.
Like any typical siblings, I didn’t say anything and focused on the cooking.
Not long after, Yoo Mi-na suddenly gasped in surprise and asked me.
“Are you insane? Did you do this?”
“What?”
At my sister’s question, I turned my head away from my busy cooking to look at her.
The photo on her phone screen showed a massive handprint in the plains between Badia and Wiron.
And while watching, he casually continued cooking as he answered.
“Yeah, me.”
“Wow, you can unleash an attack with that kind of range??? A Lord-class ability?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s insane no matter how you look at it.”
Considering range alone, it was overwhelmingly powerful.
Among the single-ranked rankers, could anyone else produce such a range?
At least from what Yoo Mi-na knew, maybe only the second-ranked player could manage something comparable.
Regardless, Yoo Mi-na murmured in amazement at her brother’s incredible growth.
“Wow, I wonder if you’re getting that because of this.”
“…What?”
His response was delayed because he was focused on cooking.
Wondering if it might be about the Blood Lord, he asked again.
Yoo Mi-na answered him.
“Probably Eternal World will give you a Free Pass soon?”
“A Free Pass?”
What was that?
Yoo Sung-hyun tilted his head at the unfamiliar term.
Yoo Mi-na nodded, understanding his confusion.
Most people wouldn’t know about it anyway.
It rarely appeared before level 300.
“It’s something they give to exceptionally powerful players—basically a pass that lets you freely advance to the next region? Of course, you can also descend to areas within your level range.”
“Oh?”
“I received one too. After level 300, it’s basically voluntary anyway, but it’s more like they’re sending up players who want to level quickly for balance reasons? I think they’ll send you up pretty soon.”
Yoo Sung-hyun seemed interested in what Yoo Mi-na was saying, listening with some curiosity.
It certainly seemed like having such a Free Pass would be convenient.
‘Hmm, I wonder when they’ll give it.’
I hoped they’d give it as soon as possible.
After all, I felt suffocated, like wearing clothes that didn’t quite fit.
Anyway, after finishing the cooking, Yoo Sung-hyun and Yoo Mi-na enjoyed their dinner together.
0.
Sunday night at Incheon International Airport.
Usually, there weren’t many foreign visitors arriving at this hour.
It was uncommon for people to visit Korea for leisure at the end of a weekend.
Yet for some reason, quite a few planes landed, and foreigners entered the terminal.
And among them, one foreigner dressed in rather casual attire removed his sunglasses and murmured.
“Phew, so this is Yoo Sung-hyun’s country… The air feels different.”
Korean spoken with courtesy and refinement.
A foreigner whose Korean was so fluent that immigration took a bit longer processing him.
He smiled softly and murmured to himself.
“Hehe, I’m so looking forward to the company dinner. A chance to actually meet my idol…!”
As he spoke, he pulled out autographed papers he’d been carefully keeping in his pocket and grinned mischievously.
Several foreigners were staring at him oddly.
How could a British man speak Korean so fluently?
At first glance, the man’s appearance was clearly Caucasian.
It was certainly strange.
One of the people who came to pick them up at the airport looked at the white man with an exasperated expression and asked.
“Could you be…?”
“Oh! Yes, that’s right. I am Reaper. I have come to this glorious land of Korea to become Yoo Sung-hyun’s faithful servant.”
The white man’s identity was unmistakably Reaper.
Why was his Korean so good?
The Rapid Guild employee, hearing him speak with a bright smile, squeezed their eyes shut.
It made sense that the guild master Rapid—or rather, An Yoo-jin—was giving such generous bonuses.
I should have suspected and refused when she offered.
Still, it was quite a substantial sum.
The Rapid Guild employee smiled wryly and spoke to Reaper.
“Wow, your Korean is really excellent.”
“Aha! Of course. To serve Yoo Sung-hyun, I must possess at least this level of language ability.”
“…I, I see.”
They didn’t think it was convenient that they didn’t have to use English.
Rather.
‘I wish he’d just spoken English.’
Hearing such lines in Korean like this.
It was unbearable.
Anyway.
“There’s a hotel where the Rapid Guild members are staying. I’ll guide you there.”
“Oh! Excellent. Hehe, to see Yoo Sung-hyun’s face tomorrow, I must prepare thoroughly. Thank you.”
“…Yes, yes.”
The responses were becoming increasingly perfunctory.
Of course, Reaper didn’t mind at all.
He simply.
“Hehe, the company dinner is finally tomorrow.”
Who gets this excited about a company dinner?
The problem was.
‘There are three more foreigners like this, right?’
If they all gathered together, what would that be like?
The Rapid Guild employee was already getting a headache.
But it was fine.
They didn’t have to participate in the dinner anyway.
The Rapid Guild employee let out a small sigh of relief and guided Reaper to the hotel.
“Hehehehe! How delightful.”

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