The Return of the EX-Class Wizard - Chapter 134

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The Return of an EX-Rank Mage Episode 134
Once you’ve done something difficult, the easy becomes even easier.
Swimming in the ocean and then stepping into a bathtub is merely child’s play.
If there’s precedent for projecting magic across dimensional rifts, then a simple long-distance strike falls into the easier category.
‘I’ve already succeeded in protecting the Small World.’
Just as I shield a scroll with barriers.
I’ve also succeeded in controlling—destroying—the Small World to prevent magical fragments from scattering outward.
The first time is difficult, but after that, it becomes second nature.
‘I can do this.’
An area-of-effect skill targeting a specific range.
That’s precisely why I deployed a meteor-form energy field—easier to limit its scope.
‘The distance is too great; my senses are fading.’
Yet it definitely activated.
The result was catastrophic.
[BREAKING NEWS: Real Madrid Guild headquarters struck directly. Underground bunker vaporized.]
A brief but devastating headline shook the entire world.
[I told you so? When EX-Rank says he’ll do it, he does it.]
└ Current location: Where the Guild headquarters ‘used to be’ ← Is this real?
└ Genuinely terrifying
└ When did he infiltrate?
└ Did he move through Majorca?
Satellite imagery and several videos were released shortly after.
[Isn’t this basically a black hole?]
└ Reinforced concrete just… deleted?
└ ???: No matter how strong players become, they can’t match modern weapons
└ Wow… truly a natural disaster-class event
└ That’s insane;;;;
The top-tier awakeners stationed in Majorca couldn’t hide their shock.
“When exactly did he infiltrate?”
“Didn’t you say the borders were sealed?”
Antonio, upon receiving the report, fell silent for a long moment.
‘Insane.’
No other words came to mind.
Watching the footage only reinforced it.
A black energy field suddenly materialized.
A single black dot falling from the sky.
The moment that fragment descended like a meteor and touched the ground, devastation began.
The dot became a circle, and the circle swiftly became an energy field.
The field swept across the earth, spreading outward.
‘Is this… an EX-Rank awakener’s field damage?’
Thousands of tons of reinforced concrete tore apart like tissue paper.
Pillars snapped, walls twisted, and the entire structure was consumed by the maelstrom.
If one were to cast a paper boat into the eye of a hurricane, this is precisely what it would look like.
In the blink of an eye, the building had been obliterated.
‘Can a single human truly wield such power?’
Even I harbored some doubt regarding what an EX-Rank awakener could accomplish.
A whisper of prejudice—or perhaps hope—lingered in the back of my mind: that this was merely theatrical illusion.
But I was wrong.
No mere performance could achieve such devastation.
A concrete structure had been erased. Within that savage maelstrom where what appeared to be energy bolts raged unchecked.
An overwhelming, indiscriminate, utterly inhuman force.
This was real.
“What sacrifice could possibly yield such destructive power?”
I interpreted it through the lens of my own understanding.
To unleash such magnitude, hundreds of human lives would be required as offerings.
That was the price one would need to pay for such results—a threshold I myself had never dared to test.
‘This is no ordinary madman.’
He hadn’t even targeted me, the lord of Real Madrid.
He had simply obliterated the Guild headquarters with such extravagant expenditure?
“…What shall we do?”
“What do you mean, what shall we do?”
He had truly destroyed our Guild headquarters.
There was no peace now. No negotiation.
The Tower unification loomed ahead.
The moment I lower my head, Real Madrid falls.
Dominion passes to Barcelona.
“We declare war in return.”
There was no retreat now.
“More precisely: an execution order.”
Real Madrid had drawn its blade.

* * *
Choi Kang-mok remained unmoved.
“What’s actually changed?”
An assassination order?
Assassins from across the globe were already targeting me.
Given the opportunity, anyone would plunge a blade into my throat.
Adding one more assassination order to that wouldn’t change anything.
Christine nodded in agreement.
“Yeah, that’s true.”
“Right?”
Kang Hye found it somewhat absurd.
‘Does that conversation even make sense contextually?’
Real Madrid itself had issued an assassination order, and that was the extent of their reaction?
Yet neither Choi Kang-mok nor Christine seemed to take it seriously.
If I made a fuss about it here, I’d be the strange one.
‘I’m the only sane person here…!’
Kang Hye quietly clenched her fists.
Someone had to keep their head.
But she didn’t speak up immediately.
Choi Kang-mok was concentrating, reviewing the magic he’d just successfully executed.
No matter what else happened, she couldn’t interrupt his spell review.
Choi Kang-mok examined the footage of the Real Madrid headquarters being obliterated.
‘Did my range control work out the way I intended…?’
By feel, it seemed to have worked.
But direct visual confirmation was another matter entirely.
‘It looks like it worked?’
Christine chimed in from beside him.
“It looks like you managed to adjust the area of effect to the size you wanted?”
“Yeah.”
“And no debris scattered.”
Indeed, only the guild headquarters disappeared without any collateral damage.
“But how did you manage to bore through the ground itself?”
A massive crater that plunged deep beneath the surface.
The reports that the underground bunkers had been vaporized were no exaggeration.
“This is genuinely clean. So clean it’s almost irritating.”
The cross-section appeared as if carved by a precision laser.
Which meant the ‘range control utilizing the Pocket Dimension’ had been that precise.
“You controlled the range in a perfect cylinder and bored a hole through…Master?”
….
“Strong Tree?”
“….”
Choi Kang-mok’s expression hardened slightly.
Christine caught it immediately.
“Wait a second, Master. You didn’t….”
“….”
“No, that can’t be right. You’re not saying this happened by pure chance, are you? Right?”
“That’s correct.”
Christine’s mouth fell slightly open.
Her eyes widened with astonishment.
“Wow, you really did pull it off with luck. Pure luck. It’s written all over your face.”
“….”
“If it were me, I would’ve calculated it even if it turned out less perfect.”
“….”
“I’m a bit disappointed, Strong Tree.”
Despite her words, Christine felt oddly indignant.
How could something like that succeed through pure luck?
Even for an EX-Rank awakener, this crossed a line.
Then Mayo chimed in.
-Luck is also considered a component of skill.
-Does the user not possess the ‘Lucky Mine’?
-Of course, that mine specializes in survival, but broadly speaking, this also….
In that moment, I sensed something.
‘Mayo. Was that you?’
Mayo’s form crackled with energy.
-The magical manifestation was quite successful.
-Energy field range adjustment and precision control realized.
-Quite, according, to, plan, we, are, proceeding.
It was far too normal. Far too logical and methodical.
I’d expected something strange to emerge when Mayo crackled like that, but nothing of the sort happened.
‘Not in a runaway state?’
Then why was the boundary crackling like that?
I’d need to research ways to stabilize Mayo further using stabilization fragments soon.
Christine grinned wickedly.
“But it does look satisfying.”
“Hm?”
“I’m absolutely not happy that Bessius’s guild headquarters—the one that beat me in a mock battle—got demolished. Really, truly not.”
Christine asked with a smirk playing at her lips.
“So what’s next? I heard you got some kind of death warrant?”
“I should issue a warning too.”
I’d already crossed a river from which there was no return.
Just as Real Madrid cannot stop here, neither can I.
I’ve already done all the practice runs.
“Keep pushing me, and I’ll destroy the Tower.”
“?”
Christine stared at me with a momentary look of confusion.
Soon, her eyes sparkled with excitement.
“…Ah! You’re saying you’ll destroy the Tower?”
Come to think of it, he’s definitely someone capable of that.
Naples was the same.
‘But, Strong Tree… seems a bit wounded in pride?’
I feel a thrill of anticipation.
When I
conquer
the Tower, how much more refined will my magic become?

* * *
The entire world reeled from the EX-Rank awakener’s display of power.
The debate centered on two major points.
1. Was that magic truly cast by a single individual?
→ Yes. Admittedly, it’s shocking.
2. If so, when and how did he infiltrate Real Madrid?
→ His stealth capabilities could be formidable.
Many theorized along these lines.
The EX-Rank awakener is a target for countless factions.
Therefore, it was a plausible assumption that he possessed infiltration abilities befitting that status.
However, this was not the prevailing opinion.
→ No. He possesses a ‘non-physical method of approaching the Tower.’ His movement technique is different.
→ But what if that mobility extends beyond just the Tower?
The theory of the EX-Rank awakener’s teleportation began gaining traction.
This seemed most plausible.
Teleporting to Real Madrid undetected, then striking the guild headquarters.
Real Madrid and its subordinate explorers began combing through the entire city of Madrid like they were searching for lice.
Human resources, surveillance networks, mana detection devices, and mechanical equipment—everything was mobilized.
They desperately searched for traces of teleportation magic.
[But what if, just what if, he literally shot it from far away?]
└Does that even make sense? Even from London it’s over 1,000 km lol
└Is that magic? That’s a ballistic missile
└If that’s possible, he might as well conquer the world. Do it right now
└No matter how EX-Rank he is, that doesn’t make sense
└But tearing through reinforced concrete buildings like that makes sense?
The ‘sniper theory’ initially failed to gain significant attention.
Then the Seoul Guild released an official statement.
[It is true. The magic manifested in London is correct.]
└Come on lol, even so lol
└Seems like they’re laying down smoke to hide an invisibility ability?
└This is pretty biased reasoning
Antonio didn’t believe it at first either.
What kind of magic travels 1,000 kilometers through the air?
If it had traveled that distance, there would necessarily be physical traces left behind.
Especially with magic this powerful.
‘But….’
The more I investigated, the stranger it felt.
‘There are absolutely no traces of magic being used in the vicinity.’
The sheer power was beyond what any individual could believably wield.
If magic of this magnitude had been used, traces would inevitably remain in the surrounding area.
At minimum, phenomena of mana distortion should have been observed.
‘Looking at Kang Pal-do’s footage, the Dragon Palace was destroyed in a similar manner….’
That too must have been quite a long-range spell.
What if that wasn’t the end? What if they really did strike here from London?
A possibility I didn’t want to consider kept ringing alarm bells in my mind.
I immediately tried to summon Raoul.
He was the only Real Madrid ranker who had directly experienced an EX-Rank awakener.
“…Raoul is currently unable to hold a normal conversation.”
“What?”
“According to the doctor, his mind is in a completely shattered state.”
Antonio headed directly to the hospital room.
Wrapped entirely in blankets, he was huddled at the corner of the wall.
A posture of trying to escape from something. Yet there was nowhere to escape to.
His eyes were open, but they held no focus.
His lips trembled violently, and unintelligible whispers leaked through his teeth.
“No… that place, no… couldn’t escape… it’s gone… what I saw… that’s not human… not human. Shattered. Everything shattered. Destroyed everything. Everything destroyed! Destroyed! Completely!”
He began laughing while tearing at his hair.
“Obliterated! Annihilated! Erased! Decomposed! Evaporated! Dismantled! Collapsed! Torn! Scattered!
The liberation of space!!”
Antonio instinctively stepped back.
It didn’t sound like human language.
‘Those don’t seem like Raoul’s words.’
It was strange.
Not the ravings of a madman, but rather as if something was borrowing his mouth…
It was a phenomenon they had never witnessed before.

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