The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years - Chapter 220

Chapter 7: The Cursed Village (3)

A question arose.

Why has a necromancer only release ghosts for months?

I couldn't understand this part.

Some of the warlocks even attacked small villages and used villagers as test subjects.

However, it is very difficult for warlocks to work in this land ruled by the 12 gods.

They quickly ended the raid and took only what they needed.

As a result, villages attacked by warlocks were usually known to the public as they evaporated overnight.

But strangely, only ghosts appeared here, and it didn't seem like the warlock was doing anything.

'You'll find out when you check it out.'

Jamie entered the haunted alley.

The tone is deeply engraved.

At this amount, it exceeded the level of an ordinary cemetery.

Proof that it is not a naturally occurring ghost.

There has been one case where a naturally occurring ghost possessed a strong yin, and that was only when it became a demon.

But the evil spirit was surrounded by terrible malice, so it was easy to spot.

On the other hand, the ghost that appeared in the village had a yin that covered the entire cemetery, but did not feel malicious.

Because you are being controlled by someone.

'It's close.'

Jamie caught the presence of the ghost and raised black mana little by little.

The eyes were dyed purple.

If you didn't know it, you can't just ignore it unless you know that a necromancer is involved.

Because I swore when I saved Bena.

He said that he himself would reap the seeds of evil that he sowed.

speed up

The distance narrows in an instant.

found.

A black figure wandering in the distance.

Jamie flew up at once and blocked him.

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The black form trembles.

Jamie looked at it with purple eyes.

Although invisible to the ordinary human eye, he, as a warlock, could clearly see the enormous yin that was flowing around him.

"Undead."

The black figure began to wriggle and slowly take shape.

Arms and legs grew, and a half-rotten face appeared translucent.

Dead hair, which must have had a lot of beards while he was alive, fluttered in the wind.

He was wearing armor on his body.

The broken armor was about to fall off at any moment.

Jamie reached out.

"Take me to your master."

Black mana surged.

It was an undead with a lot of yin, but at least it was just one undead ball.

For the first warlock, it was not difficult to take ownership of the soul.

Under normal circumstances.

clenched-

A black spark bounced between the ghost and Jamie.

Jamie's eyes widened slightly.

I don't know who the ghost is, but the subordination of the soul was very strong.

The power of subordination began to protect the ghost as if it would never allow any other interference.

Does a necromancer this powerful exist in the world today?

'As far as I know Necromancers of today must be at the level of garbage.'

The owner of the ghost became more curious.

Jamie raised the black mana stronger.

A strong force is eaten by a stronger force.

If it doesn't work in the usual way, you can use 'Power: Reverse Heaven'.

Several black holes were formed behind Jamie's back, and the chains of the Inverted Heaven were pulled out with a loud noise.

The chains entangled the soul with tremendous speed.

"Come into my arms."

Fucking Jigsaw!!

The power of subordination that was dominating the ghost began to rampage.

The ghost began to writhe in agony.

Because the soul is suffering.

Jamie narrowed her eyes and added a chain.

The chains were quickly released and lodged in the soul's chest.

"Call Undead."

Ji-!

The ghost's body trembled greatly.

The power of subordination began to weaken gradually.

No matter how good the flying and creeping skills were, Jamie was the creator of black magic.

Necromancer was also a power born from his hands.

In this age of regression of black magic, it was not at a level that dared to rub against it.

'It was worth considering that, but... .'

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A chain of inversions wrapped around the ghost.

As it is, the formula of subordination will be traced back.

The basis of mana cannot be changed on the fly, and black mana cannot be changed even more because it is the power contained in the soul.

It's impossible to run away... .

"Huh?"

iron-

The chains of inversion fell to the floor.

Jamie looked at the chains with interest.

It was evident that the ghost was being held captive, but now not a single soul remains.

Jamie mumbled with a slightly startled face.

"You called back?"

In the battle for the subordination of the soul, Jamie was victorious.

This is because the power of subordination of the opponent has become insignificant, so it is safe to say that the ghost has actually become Jamie's family.

However, it was reverse summoned.

One condition was necessary for this to be possible.

Right away.

"Overwhelming loyalty."

Low-level undead are just dolls that move according to orders because they have no reason, but undead with a strong presence can move with reason.

Azad and Ryza are prime examples.

The current ghost was quite undead enough to emit a lot of yin, and it was also reverse-summoned... .

At least it meant that there was some reason.

'Even so, have you broken my bondage?'

The remnants of the yin have completely disappeared.

Jamie looked at her empty hands and smiled.

"It's fun."

Suddenly, I had this thought.

Maybe the opponent has his own thing, something that Diablo Volfir made in the past.

If so, I can't just leave.

If it was as planned, I should have left as soon as the day dawned, but it seemed like I had to stay a few more days.

* * *

"Huh How about a few more days?"

Jin said with a loud yawn in a sleepy voice.

"Because something interesting happened."

"Interesting?"

" By the way. Did you wear a mask when you sleep?"

"It would be rather uncomfortable to sleep without it."

Jamie looked at Jin and thought that he was a hard-working guy.

I wore it while sleeping, while eating, and even wearing a mask while taking a bath.

Come to think of it, I've never seen his bare face.

"So it's kind of interesting, isn't it?"

Alas. I went hunting for ghosts yesterday."

Ghost? Maybe that's what you heard yesterday?

uh. I was meditating at night and suddenly I felt it."

" Normal people do not feel such supernatural phenomena. Are the wizards a little different?"

"Because I am a saint."

Jamie raised his left hand and shook it, and Jin shook his head in agreement.

"Come to think of it, he was also a saint of the goddess Pyro. You have a lot of talent."

"Anyway, as a saint of the goddess, shouldn't I be able to solve the peculiar problems that befall this town?"

"You didn't say anything yesterday."

"Let's get over the little things."

"But how many days do you need to subdue ghosts?"

"He wasn't an ordinary guy."

Well?

"It seems like a pretty annoying warlock has intervened. I'm not sure, but I was summoned against my divinity. So, did you want to catch it?"

"Warlock?"

Jin's expression hardened slightly.

If a warlock was involved, it was a problem that could not be overlooked as a member of the Frontier.

This is because Frontier is a group that seeks freedom.

On the other hand, since the warlocks are evil people who rob them of their freedom, they tend to subdue the visible tribes.

"It's something that can't be easily overlooked Is there anything I can do to help?"

Well. anything?"

Jin wrinkled one eye.

He couldn't see his frown because of the mask, but at least his eyes did.

Jamie said.

"Leave the subjugation of the undead to this saint."

Then, when he repeatedly clasped his left hand, Jin responded with a snort.

"If there is anything I can help you, tell me. Warlocks are the enemy of mankind. All such vicious bastards must be annihilated."

"Cool!"

"Did you catch a cold?"

" It just took a little while."

The warlock rubbed his nose with a shy look on his face.

* * *

Pivion went out shopping alone today.

Wearing his hat deeply pressed, he kept an eye on his surroundings and walked along the road as unpopulated as possible.

Whenever I run into people for nothing, I only curse.

It's good if it's only cursed, but the kids who tormented themselves and their families on a fictional day also threw stones, so it hurt a lot if they got hit.

Just for today, I prayed that I would not meet them, and I arrived in front of the store I usually go to.

Here, there was the only person in the village who felt pity for them.

"Ah, uncle."

Pivion called the owner from outside the store in a crawling voice.

Then he looked into his eyes.

It was because of the fear that someone else might hear the voice.

Fortunately, this place was out of business, so no one came and went.

Pivion looked up again and opened his mouth.

Mister. I'm here."

Ah! Pivion is here! Come in."

At that moment, I heard the voice of the store owner James from inside.

Pivion's face brightened slightly.

He brushed the dirt off the soles of his shoes and entered the store.

This was a small restaurant, but it was in a remote place from the village and the taste was just so it wasn't a place frequented by customers.

What's more, few people came to this place in today's atrocious atmosphere.

But for Pivion and his family, the food here was the best.

James opened his mouth with a friendly face.

"Okay, can I wrap it up for two?"

"Today is for three people!"

Five. okay. I'll make it for three people."

"The money is here."

Pivion pulled out a few coins from his worn-out pants pocket.

It was 3 cooper.

James' expression on seeing that was not so good.

Because he knew how hard this little boy was trying to earn just a few pennies.

In fact, it was difficult to buy a bowl of rice with that money, but James took the money with a smile.

"I'll make it soon. Wait."

Thank you!

Pivion smiled and squatted down in front of the store and waited.

It was the happiest time when I came to buy rice.

"If it's for three people, can we still eat it for a week?"

I bought food at this store once a week with the money I earned from hard work.

There were only two people, so I was hungry every day.

By the way, the boss of the place where I work this time gave me one more cooper.

Going from 2 coopers to 3 coopers in a week, that's a whopping one-third of the total revenue.

Since it was one bowl for 1 cooper, I could now buy a whopping three bowls.

I couldn't help but be happy.

However, considering that no matter how easy a job was, the daily wage was at least 5 coopers, and Pivion was working for free.

The 10-year-old kid, who did not know about it, only smiled at the increased 1 Cooper.

That was then.

uh? Isn't that cursed beggar Pibion over there?

"Wow! Why is that filthy bastard here?"

The town's rogues appeared.

Pivion was startled by their sudden appearance and bowed his head while wrapping his knees in vain.

They were different from the little ones who always tormented him.

It wasn't the first time he had been beaten badly after being caught by mistake several times.

Instinctively, my body trembled.

Do you know how annoying that this cub, because of the funny girls, Why did you come all the way here?"

"Uh, are you mad? Why do good people have to suffer because of these damned ones? Huh? Pivion."

"Wow, we are not cursed!"

Hearing that he was cursed, Pivion shouted like a seizure.

Then one of the bullies smirked and raised his hand.

"By the way, who is this yelling at!"

He slapped Pivion on the cheek.

A shock enough to give him a faint shake shook the boy's head.

I couldn't eat already, so my body, as light as a piece of paper, was lying on the floor.

The other bully saw it and laughed out loud.

"Kill him! Do you think killing that bastard might break the curse? Hehehehe!"

"Hey, you cursed one? wake up Let's see if the curse of the village is lifted when you die.

"If it doesn't work for you, don't worry, I'll make your family the same!"

"Especially your mother, we will take care of you."

"He said it was pretty. Whoops!"

"Ooh, don't be funny!"

Pivion trembled at the words of touching his family and got up from his seat.

He could feel the strong taste of blood in his mouth, and he couldn't see well in his left eye that had been beaten.

Pivion struggled to get up and warn the bullies.

"If you touch my family, I will kill them all. I will kill them all."

"Hey, be scared!"

The bully who slapped him in the face kicked Pivion's chest with his foot.

The pain was so severe that I couldn't even make a sound.

The bully approached Pivion, who had fallen, holding her chest as it was.

"I still felt dirty, but I got it. Let's get it right today. Our demon-possessed Pibion."

"Make me dumb for now!"

"That's good!"

The bully smiled grimly and walked over to Pivion.

He was planning to smash everything from his teeth.

Pivion looked at them with fear.

I thought they would really do that.

"No, someone help !"

Pivion asked for help to survive.

"Someone help! please!

But no one came to help.

"Sick. Who would come to help a bastard like you?"

"If I die, it would be beneficial to the villagers. isn't it? Kiki kick!"

please Help ."

Suddenly, James wondered why he didn't come.

He must have heard his voice all the way into the store.

What is he doing so he doesn't show up?

I actually knew

why doesn't it come out

After all, James was also hoping for this.

Again this time.

'Abandoned.'

Pivion's eyes went blind and died.

"Dear!"

The bully raised his feet high and slammed them into Pivion's face.

"There's nothing you can't do to a child."

Woodduck-

The bully looked at his bent leg at a deformed angle.

The legs were twisted.

I didn't understand.

Why did my normal leg suddenly break like this?

'What is this hand?'

Someone was clutching the twisted leg.

It was clenched so tightly that five fingers were digging into his calves.

said the owner of the hand.

"The sound is also screaming whale whales. Did you even pay a charter here?"

"Ah, Ampho ."

The bully who was mocking Pivion with a strange laughter from behind broke out in a cold sweat and called out his colleague's name.

A rogue named Ampara swallowed dry saliva.

There was also the fear of the opponent holding his leg, but it was due to a slightly more fundamental fear than that.

Right away.

"Aaaaaaaaah!"

The pain in the twisted leg was now transmitted to the brain.

Jamie's eyes were cold.

"Things that bully children should be more scolded."

[The Pain]

The two bullies started wriggling like earthworms.

It was the pain of the curse that was maximized by the '3rd level power: Kurging'.

- Continued on next episode -