The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years - Chapter 244

Chapter 17: The Princess of Ran (3)

"Can I say that you have the same thoughts as me?"

Isis asked while tilting her head at an angle.

From Jin's attitude, he noticed that what she had said was true.

Even if it wasn't Jin's attitude, I knew Isis wasn't lying.

This is because the word 'killing God' is a word that cannot be spit out without any sincerity.

In particular, if you dare say such a word in front of a saint of God and God hears you, you will be a Grand Master and Nabal, and you will be punished.

Jamiya only received the saint's token, so it's impossible to communicate with the goddess, though.

Anyway, everything Isis said was sincere, and it was in line with Jamie's will.

But that doesn't mean we're going to hold hands.

'If this woman's way is different from mine, it will only become an obstacle to each other.'

So, Jamie once affirmed.

"So you will react like this."

"Even though you're a saint?"

She chinked at Jamie's left hand.

said Jamie, who raised her left hand.

"In places you can't hear, even Nara-sama swears at you."

"That is God."

"It's not even connected."

"Ha ha ha ha ha! Is it okay for a saint to stop saying this?"

"If I had acted as a real saint, I would not have let an unbeliever like you alone."

Regardless of who would win, a faithful saint would never have ignored Isis' words.

Isis knew it too, so he didn't say any more.

"Anyway, I'm glad you agree with us."

"What would you do if you had a different opinion?"

"Yeah ."

Isis' eyes narrowed.

A faint light flashed over her sky blue eyes.

Before you fight the Hawks, you'll have to deal with me first.

Life did not sow.

He only showed his presence, but Jamie had goosebumps on the nape of his neck.

indeed.

It is a strong force that cannot be dealt with with the current strength.

Since she is the princess of Ran, even more so.

On the one hand, I liked that a strong man this size had 12 gods as enemies.

Did you think of your colleagues from the past?

Jamie said with a laugh.

"That's fine too."

"Are you serious?"

"Because fighting with the strong makes me grow."

"He's also a fun person."

Isis giggled and laughed and leaned her back against the back of the chair.

"Is it my turn?"

try.

"Did you take Gremia?"

Huh. I got it."

"It seemed so. Did Armion leave well?"

Armion was the creator of Gremia and a 9th-class wizard who had a close relationship with Isis 600 years ago.

She seemed to know that Armion's thoughts remained in Gremia.

"He left everything to me."

"Hmm, that's right. That means I entrusted everything to you with Armion."

She looked down and nodded as if recalling the past.

"I thought it would be nice to give him Gramia along with Gram, but he was a very stubborn friend, so he said he wouldn't give it to me even if he died."

"Because you weren't the one Armion was waiting for."

"You know too? the secrets of the world."

The eyes of Isis who spoke those words were very serious, unlike before.

"I know who Armion has been waiting for. I handed Gramia to you. If so, is it safe to say that you inherited his power?"

Isis lived a long time.

He is at least a hundred years ahead of Ganon, and probably older than Armion.

In addition, if she was leading a large organization called Frontier, she had no choice but to know about Diablo Volfir's 'black mana'.

Jamie thought it would be quicker to show it than to explain it in words, so he raised Black Mana.

As his eyes turned purple, a great power filled Isis's little house.

" Black magic?"

Jin rolled his eyes.

It was difficult to understand the conversation between the two even while listening from the other side.

Although he was an executive, it was because he did not receive the information of black mana that existed in the myth era.

The reason Isis didn't let him go was that it was time to find out.

"Jamie. Were you a warlock? But to say it's black mana... ."

Jin was confused.

The black mana he knows is a very vicious, evil force.

On the other hand, the black mana that Jamie drew out had ruthlessness but no evil feeling.

Still, this was black mana.

Jamie turned to Jin and said.

"I am a warlock. A warlock who succeeded to the only powerful warlock who fought against the 12 gods in a time when mythology was rampant."

" Isis. Am I dreaming now?"

"He is right. Jin, I'm sorry to tell you now.

"I am confused."

Jin grabbed the mask and rubbed his eyes.

Because of the shadow, I couldn't see her face properly, but I could see a big cut that went up to her chin.

He put the mask back on and told the two of them.

"Come get some air."

then went out

It seemed quite a shock to him that the person he had been with for over a month was a warlock.

"If you explain it well later, you will understand. Because he was the one I chose."

"Don't worry. I believe Jin will understand."

"Fufu. After going together for a month, do you think your trust in each other has deepened?"

"To some extent."

so. Can you tell me where you got that power?"

"This time it's my turn."

The questions were exchanged one by one.

Isis had already finished her turn, so it was Jamie's turn.

"Why did you fight the old dragon?"

"Hmm."

It must have been a little difficult to answer this question, so Isis did not come up with an answer right away.

But after a while, he answered, looking straight at Jamie, as if he had made up his mind.

"I asked you to help me get to the ruins that lie dormant in the Dragon Mountains."

" Dragon Mountains?"

"You won't know it because it's a place that has not been touched by humans. About 500 years ago, dragons settled there, so it was called the Dragon Mountains."

"500 years ago ? why?

"No, no, no. This time it's my turn.

damn it

Jamie clicked inwardly.

Isis asked the following question.

so. Where did you get it?"

"I didn't get it."

then.

"It's innate."

Isis's fine brow furrowed.

It was because the answer was different from her expectations.

She muttered in a voice that wasn't even heard by Jamie right in front of her, with her chin rests on her like a thoughtless person.

However, he could roughly tell what he was saying just by looking at the shape of his mouth.

'Nonsense.'

'Innate?'

'Didn't you find a stone in the ruins?'

'But can you be born with black mana?'

'Maybe reincarnation?'

'It's impossible. If it's a reincarnation, there's no way he wouldn't know.'

Isis seemed very confused.

'But who is he? I don't know what it means to be a reincarnation.'

Jamie was equally confused.

Rather, the more I read the shape of Isis's mouth, the more complicated it became.

Then, Isis opened her mouth.

here Can't I just ask the question?

Of course. It's my turn.

"Is that the question too?"

"Tell me what happened 500 years ago."

"It's not great. there was a human He was a warlock... ."

"I know about that. I heard him from the Blue Dragon, who knows him better than anyone."

"You met Maya Trey."

Isis was also aware of Maya Trey.

Even though she is a princess of Ran, I once again felt that her feet were very wide.

"Then do you know this? The place where the warlock hid from the dragon's eyes.

"What kind of ruins exist in the land of Kangma?"

okay. The entire area, including the Dragon Mountains, is the land of Kangma."

Jamie's eyes widened.

I did not know that the 'Land of Gangma' would be mentioned here.

Somehow, even though I searched the land of Kangma, I couldn't find any information.

I had no choice but to do so.

Because the land of Kangma existed where human footsteps could not be reached.

I thought I had come this far.

If he hadn't come, he would have wandered all over the place in search of the land of Kangma, and it would have been all in vain.

"But why did the dragons make their home there ?"

"Originally, I would say it's my turn, but this is also part of the question, so I'll answer it."

"Thank you so much."

"Thank you. The reason the dragons settled there, calling it the Dragon Mountains, is simple. Because their master ordered them."

The only owner of a dragon is the dragon god Brahman.

Brahman had commanded the dragons to protect the land of Kangma.

To prevent anyone from accessing the ruins where Ganon hid.

Why?

Because what should never be revealed is sleeping.

What is it?

you. You must have visited the old dragon to enter there."

right. Even though my right arm became like this."

"Did you succeed?"

"Now it's my turn. Tell me how many traces of him have you found so far."

There was nothing more to hide in the yard that even revealed black mana.

"A total of four."

A 'perfect cell' of complete immunity.

An unbreakable shout of 'All Might'.

'Leviathan' of gluttony.

Even the 'black mana crystal' that is the source of the holy light.

"Four each?!"

Isis became surprised rabbit eyes.

It was hard to believe that the little boy, only 13 years old, had found four traces.

Traces of him exist all over the world, but they are not easily found.

'If I was born with black mana, I might have been attracted .'

I later realized that it wasn't impossible.

Even so, four was too many.

It would be a huge thing to get just one, but if it were four, they would have the energy to easily collapse a large city.

"From that reaction, do you think the Frontier also has traces of him?"

"A question?"

"Take a question."

We are ."

Isis said.

"I have five, and only one of them remains here."

* * *

The dwarf Ironlil sat with his back to the hot brazier.

Having lived in front of a furnace all his life, this kind of fire was only a warm level to him.

Dwarfs are such a race.

Artists who are always pounding their hammers in front of the fire to create art.

Iron Lil was a rare master among them.

But there were things he couldn't easily touch.

"It's difficult. very difficult."

A few days ago, Isis brought back to Avalon. It was in the form of three pairs of short fleshes of the same material attached to either side of an elongated black stick.

I tried to open it because it seemed like it was some kind of device, but I could not understand the internal structure.

Iron Reel was also adept at magic engineering.

It was because he studied hard because he thought that it was absurd that a craftsman did not know the magic engineering that led the time.

Even with such magical engineering, he could not figure this out.

"You need something to make it work."

The tip of the stick probably had something attached to it for energy replenishment.

However, no matter how many mana stones were connected, it did not work.

He remembered what Isis had said.

'It's a mythical thing. It can be difficult if you approach it with common sense.'

The objects of the Xinhua era went through their own hands over and over again.

It was now being used as an energy source in the area under the influence of the Frontier.

However, it wasn't the kind of thing that could be written that way.

"Is it really something from the myth era?"

It's unusual technology.

Ironreel believed that technology was at least a few centuries ahead of its time.

Or maybe, even centuries later, it would be difficult to figure out what it really was.

It was a day of deep turmoil.

- Continued on next episode -