The Return of the Genius Ranker’s Myth Warehouse - Chapter 288

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Chapter 288
Chapter 288
In the past.
After concluding the contract with the Taegeuk Guild.
Once I discovered the location of the Blue Spirit God, I made my way directly to the Imperial Palace.
The Imperial Palace was not a place anyone could enter freely, but I was a legitimate noble.
Moreover, wasn’t I the one favored by the Emperor himself?
With such standing, I could move through the Imperial Palace without any particular obstruction.
“Knight Commander.”
“Hmm? Is there something else you wished to discuss?”
The Knight Commander of the Blue Moon Knight Order.
I sought out Raymond Mistborn.
What I conveyed to him was, naturally.
“I have discovered the location of a new Evil God.”
“Heh, while the Imperial Palace’s Information Department is undergoing reorganization, they haven’t ceased their operations entirely. Your information network always manages to surpass ours.”
“It was information I received from a user—or rather, an adventurer. They were also careful to maintain confidentiality.”
“I see, I see. But why come to me with such valuable information? It would have been better to seek permission from His Majesty directly.”
The Empire’s finest knights.
Powerful though they were, they ultimately belonged to the Imperial Army.
They could not act independently without the Emperor’s permission.
Thus, for major operations like Evil God hunting, the Emperor’s approval was inevitable.
Yet I had sought out him, not the Emperor.
What could be the reason?
“It was a requirement from the guild that proposed the alliance upon discovering the Evil God.”
I said this, but the Knight Commander was no fool.
With wisdom befitting his years, he could quickly deduce the answer.
“You didn’t wish to give the credit to the Empire, it seems.”
“It’s not exactly that….”
“Heh, it’s understandable. From an adventurer’s perspective, it’s a reasonable grievance. I have no intention of reporting this to His Majesty, so continue.”
Raymond Mistborn.
He respected the Emperor.
For the Blue Moon Knight Order, for the mages, for the Empire’s future, and for himself—he respected an Emperor who spared no support.
However, that was merely respect and gratitude, not loyalty.
He was a thoroughly rational man.
“What do you desire?”
At his question, I responded with eyes gleaming as if I had been waiting for this moment.
“I wish to borrow your strength, Knight Commander. Or rather, the strength of the Blue Moon Knight Order, if only briefly.”
“Hmm, as I mentioned, for us to act in earnest, we require His Majesty’s permission.”
“Just once will suffice.”
“Just once, you say….”
“Would that not be possible?”
“It shouldn’t be difficult. If I happen to discover Marquis Mir hunting an Evil God, how could I not lend my aid? However….”
Providing mere supporting fire rather than formal participation wouldn’t be challenging.
At those words, a sinister smile crossed the Knight Commander’s face.
“Then, what might I gain from this?”
He would assist the attack while evading the Emperor’s notice.
With the Imperial Palace’s Information Department currently undergoing reorganization, such a thing was entirely feasible.
However, if he were discovered, his loyalty could come under suspicion.
In such circumstances, shouldn’t he receive proper compensation for aiding Mir?
Mir’s response to this was.
“Do you know the name of the Evil God we’ve discovered?”
“How would I know such a thing?”
“It is the Blue Spirit God.”
“…A Spirit God?”
“An Evil God composed of mana—essentially a magical phenomenon given form.”
“Is that truly the case?!”
It was more than enough to tempt someone who harbored an insatiable curiosity and thirst for magic in his very bones as a mage.
* * *
“Heh heh, so that’s the Blue Spirit God.”
The Knight Commander of the Blue Moon Knight Order.
Raymond Mistborn.
He had made an excuse to his Vice Knight Commander about entering seclusion for “training and research,” and entered the deepest private training chamber within Cheongwol.
Using a teleportation magic circle he had prepared in advance, he traveled to the coordinates Mir had provided.
And there he could see it.
An Evil God composed of magic.
Not a metaphorical expression, but a truly living magical calamity—the Blue Spirit God itself.
“If I had my way, I’d seal it in a flask and study it until every last bit of mana dissipated.”
The fact that the Blue Spirit God was an Evil God held little significance for him.
What mattered was the Blue Spirit God itself.
He had researched countless monsters, magical creatures, and magical phenomena thus far.
Yet he had never once encountered a being like this.
He desperately wanted to capture it immediately, but he could not capture a common enemy.
No. Even if it were possible, he doubted that even he, the Knight Commander of Blue Moon, could capture such an Evil God.
“Regardless, it’s quite impressive. It’s no wonder he’s called the Evil Slayer.”
What was astounding wasn’t only the Blue Spirit God.
Marquis Mir.
His combat prowess exceeded what the Knight Commander had anticipated.
It wasn’t merely that he was strong—he wielded mysterious top-tier items of unknown origin, deploying them with perfect precision at every opportune moment.
He accurately identified and destroyed the elemental weaknesses of each body part, something even the mana-sensitive Knight Commander found difficult to discern.
In terms of pure combat sense alone, he seemed to rank among the elite when compared to all the Empire’s strongest warriors, the Knight Commander included.
Anyway, let me stop dwelling on such trivial thoughts.
-Raymond Mistborn, Knight Commander.
“Heh, at last it’s my turn.”
Just as Mir had forewarned me, the Blue Spirit God’s body was crumbling apart.
To be precise, the carapace formed by gathering mana of each attribute was shedding away.
And what lay exposed beneath was the Blue Spirit God’s true form.
I wanted nothing more than to seize and dissect it for research on the spot, but I exercised restraint and prepared my magic instead.
Uuuoong!
The magic circle I had drawn beforehand across the desert began to radiate light.
It was a magic circle of an entirely different caliber from any I had drawn until now.
So intricately complex that one might question whether it was truly a magic circle at all, it blazed forth in countless hues of luminescence.
And simultaneously, the surrounding mana began to be absorbed.
Swooooooosh—.
The mana most abundantly distributed across the desert.
From the scorching heat and arid winds, from the desolate grains of sand—I absorbed all of it.
The magic circle, having greedily consumed an enormous quantity of mana in mere moments, resonated in harmony with my mana circle.
And with it, my own mana circle spun with fierce intensity.
“Wrathful heavens, wailing winds.”
I began to chant the incantation in earnest.
As the words flowed, a small vortex materialized above my palm.
Small though it was, within this vortex lay the mana from my circle—accumulated over a lifetime—refined to its utmost purity.
And not long after.
“As the rifts of heaven tear asunder, thy despair shall pour forth. And despair shall transform into tempest.”
The desert’s magical power absorbed into the magic circle began to feed the small vortex, expanding it.
The vortex swelled in an instant, easily dwarfing my own form, engulfing the Sand Dune and stretching skyward as if to pierce the heavens themselves.
Then, the moment I grasped the pendant adorned with silver feathers.
The vortex began to shimmer with silver light.
Despair of Wind.
The most powerful magic I, the Empire’s greatest mage, could wield.
But I did not stop there.
“Scorching sun! Savage winds! Desolate desert!”
I am the Empire’s supreme archmage.
I would not be satisfied with merely orthodox magic—I began to modify the spell formula on the spot, improvising in real time.
Modifying an 8-Circle spell formula.
It should be impossible, yet the Empire’s greatest mage made that impossibility reality.
The 8-Circle magic, Despair of Wind, transformed into a form most befitting the desert, drawing in all the heat, wind, and sand around it, swelling ever larger.
And so the expanded vortex, following my command.
“Despair of Desert.”
My unique application of magic.
The desert’s despair advanced toward the Evil God.
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“It’s fine.”
“Pardon?”
When Mir answered.
Tae-ryeon couldn’t help but tilt her head in confusion.
Only now had I managed to strip away the Blue Spirit God’s carapace entirely.
Only now had the Blue Spirit God’s soft flesh been exposed.
All of that exposed flesh was the Blue Spirit God’s weakness, and this was supposed to be the moment when I could finally land truly effective blows.
Yet he said it was fine.
What did that even mean?
‘Could it be that “secret” he mentioned back then?’
Before the raid began.
Mir had said there was one more thing he needed to prepare.
Since he said it was something he couldn’t reveal, I hadn’t asked, but could this be that moment?
However.
‘What could it possibly be?’
What could be so helpful at this critical juncture?
Though this moment felt too precious to waste, there was no helping it.
Following Mir’s instructions, she increased the distance between them and quickly drank the potion she pulled from her pocket.
Whatever Mir had prepared, whether it succeeded or failed, she would need to resume the assault on the Evil God anyway.
But then, at that very moment.
“Shiel… Narua?”
The Blue Spirit God’s head moved.
The Blue Spirit God, which had been focused on us as though staring at a mortal enemy.
Why was it suddenly looking elsewhere at this crucial moment?
Following the Evil God’s gaze, Tae-ryeon gasped in shock.
“What, what is that!”
A sand storm was approaching.
No, it wasn’t a sand storm.
It was a sand vortex.
And an enormous one at that, moving in a straight line directly toward us.
The problem was its power.
Crash, crash, crash, crash, crash!!!
It was different from any ordinary sand storm she knew of.
Sharp winds and the sand grains carried within them transformed into blades, shredding everything in their path.
There was no way such a sand vortex could form naturally.
No matter how she looked at it, this vortex had been created artificially.
She wondered who could have conjured such a vortex.
‘Could that secret he mentioned be referring to this?’
Tae-ryeon recalled the secret Mir had spoken of.
But even so, it remained hard to believe.
Even if we gathered every mage in Second, it seemed impossible to create a vortex of such magnitude.
No, enough deliberation.
“Everyone, get away!”
If caught in that vortex, even we wouldn’t survive.
Did the Blue Spirit God sense the danger?
Its carapace shed, and with its accelerated body, it tried to move immediately to escape the vortex’s trajectory.
“No!”
If the Blue Spirit God escaped, everything would fall apart.
I had to prevent the Blue Spirit God from fleeing at all costs.
But how?
The moment that thought crossed my mind.
“Luke.”
Mir murmured and pulled something out.
Its identity was.
“A chain?”
It was a chain.
I wondered why he suddenly had a chain, but Mir threw it toward the Blue Spirit God without the slightest hesitation.
Though the Blue Spirit God was composed of magic, somehow the shackle at the chain’s end began to bind the Blue Spirit God’s body precisely.
In that moment.
I understood.
What I needed to do right now.
“Everyone, help me!”
“Yes?”
“Pull the chain!”
“P-pull the chain?”
“Hurry!”
“Understood!”
“I’m going too!”
“Everyone move! Pull the chain!”
As the Guild Master, I called my guild members into action.
The shackle Mir threw had four chains attached, and three of them swayed in all directions, excluding the chain Mir held.
So.
“Divide into four teams and pull!”
“Yes!”
The members of Black Flame and Taegeuk, including Tae-ryeon, gathered instantly and pulled the chains in four directions.
With its movement halted, the Blue Spirit God.
“Ay-shu, la-ha…! La-ha! La-ha! La-ha…!!”
Despite being in ancient runes, it screamed with a meaning I somehow understood, beginning to resist violently.

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