The Mage Who Devours Disasters - Chapter 9

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Chapter 9.
Kwaaaaaang!
Abriel spread her hands wide.
The massive chains guarding the center of the Divine Temple snapped apart like tofu under a blade.
Clang!
A crisp, metallic burst.
There was no hesitation.
As if I had been waiting for this very moment.
Her movements were fluid and decisive.
Her expression carried an odd sense of liberation.
‘She must have grown weary of it.’
After all, she had spent countless ages trapped here alone, serving as a jailer. It was only natural.
But there was no time for reflection.
Kugugugugugu!
The unsealed black sphere began to writhe violently.
The entire Divine Temple twisted.
Space itself screamed, and murderous intent crashed down like a tempest.
【Kraaaaaaah!】
A wail that devoured the soul itself.
‘It’s powerful.’
My instincts blared warning signals.
In my current state, I wouldn’t even leave bones behind.
That was when it happened.
[Accept this.]
Abriel unfurled her wings.
Blinding light erupted from her fingertips.
Simultaneously, the mists enveloping the entire Sacred Realm—the spirits themselves—poured into me.
Whiiiiiing!
“…!”
My body burned with heat.
Mana surged through my veins like a raging torrent.
Yet it was not painful.
Rather, it felt like every cell in my body was awakening.
Ding!
[Angel Abriel has chosen you as her proxy.]
[All spirits of the Sacred Realm now serve you.]
[You have been granted the ‘Blessing of the Grand Spirit’.]
[All stats are temporarily maximized!]
My entire body felt light as a feather.
As I clenched my fist, I felt a power that could shatter the very air.
Ding!
A System Message followed.
[A Hidden Quest has occurred!]
[Quest Name: Eliminate the Mad Deity]
[Objective: Cooperate with the Angel Abriel to eliminate the Mad Deity Tulkacha.]
[Reward: ???]
‘Tulkacha.’
What a crude name.
I lifted my head to get a better look at the creature.
The black sphere shattered, and a crimson form crawled forth from within.
Massive horns.
Dark-red veins writhed across its entire body.
And from beneath its feet, waves of searing heat rose upward.
Sizzzzzzle!
The marble floor melted away in an instant.
This was no ordinary heat.
That was…
“Lava.”
The power of a volcano.
A calamity twisted into something far more vicious.
【I’ll kill you… I’ll burn it all to ash…!】
Tulkacha muttered in a boiling voice.
As the creature swung its arm, a crimson stream of lava whipped toward us like a lash.
Boom!
Abriel raised a spear of light to intercept it.
The holy radiance deflected the lava.
But it wasn’t enough.
Crackle! Crackle crackle!
[Ugh…!]
Abriel’s brow furrowed.
The toxic heat radiating from the lava was charring her white wings black.
The matchup was unfavorable.
Fighting at close range was suicide—the heat it emitted was far too lethal.
‘I need to help her.’
I immediately pressed my left hand against the floor.
The method was simple.
When water overflows, you dig a drainage channel.
“Vanish.”
A deep hum resonated.
The golden rune on my right hand flared brilliantly.
The calamity I had devoured.
The power of Kartal, the inferior earthquake deity, activated.
Krrrrrrrr!
The ground beneath Tulkacha’s feet and around Abriel split wide open.
It was no mere fissure.
I confined the scope of my power, drilling a deep and narrow hole.
A Sinkhole.
Kwaaarrr!
“…?!”
Tulkacha faltered in confusion.
The lava he had been spewing cascaded down through the fractured earth.
The scorching heat that sought to engulf the surface plummeted into the depths Underground like water down a drain.
Abriel stared at me with wide, astonished eyes.
I shrugged my shoulders.
She tightened her grip on her spear once more.
Seizing the moment the heat vanished, Abriel’s spear pierced through Tulkacha’s shoulder.
Thwack!
【KRAAAAAAAH!】
The Mad Deity shrieked.
But he did not fall.
Instead, his eyes rolled back in fury.
【Wretched insects!】
Kwaaaaaaah!
Black smoke erupted from his maw.
A toxic miasma that corrupts the mind.
[Mad Deity Tulkacha enters a rampage!]
[Mental corruption begins.]
[The higher the corruption value, the more you descend into madness.]
[Current corruption: 15%… 20%…]
My head throbbed with searing pain.
Nausea roiled through me, and my vision swam.
Even Abriel staggered.
A spiritual attack—one that physical defense could not repel.
At this rate, we would descend into madness before the true battle even began, turning on each other in mutual slaughter.
Then.
-Kyaaaang!
Angargon, perched upon my shoulder, opened his maw wide.
The creature showed no fear whatsoever.
…Rather, he drooled as though savoring a delicious scent.
Whooomp!
The small mouth inhaled the surrounding air like a vacuum cleaner.
The black venom was sucked into Angargon’s maw.
Gulp.
The creature swallowed the venom.
And then.
Whoooosh!
As the creature opened its mouth in a belch, dark flames shot toward Tulkacha.
It had consumed his venom and converted it into a ‘dragon’s breath’ to reflect it back.
【Screeeech!】
The black flames engulfed Tulkacha’s face.
He writhed on the ground, clutching his face.
The backlash from reflecting a psychic attack had dealt considerable damage.
“Well done.”
I stroked Angargon’s head.
The creature wagged its tail contentedly.
The situation had improved.
The lava sinks into the Sinkhole, and Angargon blocks the venom.
Abriel unleashes relentless assaults.
But.
‘It’s not enough.’
I analyzed the battlefield with cold precision.
Tulkacha’s regenerative power was monstrous.
The holes pierced through his form filled instantly with lava.
At this rate, it would be a war of attrition.
Time favored our enemy.
The blessing’s duration is finite.
Abriel’s stamina will eventually deplete.
A decisive blow was necessary.
One certain strike capable of slaying a god.
I gazed at the spirits drifting through the void.
Tens of thousands of spirits.
Thanks to the Great Spirit’s blessing, they move as extensions of my will.
An ordinary warrior would have simply used this power for physical enhancement.
‘But I am a mage.’
Brute force is not my way.
A mage pursues truth,
crafts formulas to derive results.
My role is to create the finest dish from the ingredients provided.
I am Kim Jung-seok.
The mad mage who transmuted the entire Earth into the Philosopher’s Stone.
How could I possibly fail to control mere tens of thousands of spirits?
‘I have the materials.’
Tens of thousands of spirits filled the void.
They were the purest concentrations of mana from the natural world.
In other words, the most excellent ‘fuel’ to be refined.
My opponent was Mad Deity Tulkacha.
His attributes were lava and flame.
A calamity that incinerated and melted all things.
But.
Even in his frenzied rampage, there was something he could not melt.
Massive fragments of chains scattered across the Divine Temple floor.
‘Sealing shackles.’
The fetters that had bound him for centuries.
Though cleaved in half, their form remained intact.
A metal that would not melt even in lava.
‘The answer is clear.’
I opened my eyes.
Without hesitation, I kicked off the ground.
Kwang!
My body shot forward like a projectile.
My target was the severed chain lying at Tulkacha’s feet.
Tak.
I landed upon the chain.
The moment my hand touched it, I felt a biting chill.
As expected.
‘Ten-Thousand-Year Black Iron.’
A rare metal with the property of repelling and solidifying corrupted mana.
That was why it could withstand the Mad Deity’s depraved heat.
But this metal harbored a fatal weakness.
Pure mana would dissolve it like molten sugar.
“Gather.”
I extended my hand.
The spirits blessed by the Great Spirit’s protection answered my will.
Thousands of spirits coiled around the chain.
Ssssshhhhh!
As the supremely pure mana made contact, the black iron that seemed indestructible became viscous as honey.
I manipulated the mana.
Like a blacksmith hammering steel.
I shaped it through magical formulae.
Solid and unyielding.
With razor-sharp precision.
And with enough force to pierce through that creature’s heart.
It took less than ten seconds.
The liquefied black iron coalesced in mid-air, solidifying into the form of a colossal spear.
A black spear three meters in length.
I gripped the shaft firmly.
It was heavy.
I arched my back.
I compressed every muscle in my body like a coiled spring.
There was only one target.
That creature’s chest—the heart chamber where crimson lava pulsed violently.
Whoosh!
The spear tore through space the moment it left my hand.
Before Tulkacha could even react.
The black flash embedded itself in his chest.
Boom!
【Screeeeeeeeeech!!】
The Mad Deity’s shriek shook the Divine Temple.
The frigid essence of the ancient black iron burrowed into his heart.
The boiling lava cooled instantly, hardening into black stone.
‘Now.’
I could see it.
A golden thread extending from Tulkacha’s chest.
The thread of fate connected to the golden rune on my right hand.
‘I can consume it.’
The conditions were met.
He had weakened, and my power had reached him.
The problem was distance.
Even with his heart frozen, the space around him still blazed with infernal heat beyond measure.
One step closer and I would be incinerated.
But I had a partner.
“Abriel!”
I shouted.
“Open a path!”
No explanation was necessary.
She spread her remaining wings wide.
[Light, manifest!]
Whoooosh!
A brilliant flash erupted from her form.
The power of the Sacred Realm—a radiance with tangible, physical force.
Light streaked forth in a straight line, cleaving the flames and lava that barred my path to either side.
Like the parting of the Red Sea.
A passage opened in the heart of the Sea of Fire—one forged solely for me.
[Hurry!]
Abriel cried out, blood spilling from her lips.
She too had reached her limit.
This passage would not hold for long.
I ran.
Cutting through the wind, I surged through the tunnel of light.
The searing heat of flames rippling from both sides bit at my skin, yet I did not falter.
Ten meters.
Five meters.
One meter.
At last, I reached the very face of Tulkacha.
He writhed in agony, glaring down at me.
【Gah, hiii…!】
I smiled.
And drove my fist into his solar plexus.
Thud!
A dull, resounding impact.
Uuuuuung!
The golden rune on my right hand spun with frenzied intensity.
The predatory force that devoured the very essence of existence had activated.
Crack! Crackle!
Fissures spread across Tulkacha’s body from the point of contact.
Black cracks propagated across his entire form.
【No, this cannot be… my power…!】
His anguished cry could not sustain itself.
Everything was being drawn in.
The lava, the flames, the madness itself.
Even his divine essence.
Kuguguguugu!
A colossal vortex erupted.
My right hand became a black hole, consuming the Mad Deity Tulkacha whole.
【Kraaaaaaagh!】
His final, dying scream.
Tulkacha’s massive form shattered into particles of light.
Through the billowing smoke.
Every particle was drawn without exception into my grasp.
And yet.
Kwaaaaaaang!
A tremendous explosion erupted.
Bodies were hurled through the air.
In that instant.
Ding!
[The Calamity has devoured Mad Deity Tulkacha.]
[Divine essence absorbed.]
[Authority ‘Rampaging Volcano’ can now be used permanently.]
[Hidden Quest completed!]
[Contribution: Overwhelming (99%)]
[Level increased!]
[Rolling dice (1~66).]
[66! Catastrophic reward granted!]

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