Dark Fantasy: Magical Eye Knight – Chapter 192

Chapter 192: Crossroads (14)

 

“Damn, this is amazing. . . . . .”

 

Weizen mumbled, staring up at the sky in a stupor. The crimson night sky was bright red, as if it had forgotten all the stars. The heat was so strong that he could feel it where he stood.

 

“I smell a familiar magic. . . . . . What is this?”

 

Aella, too, stared up at the pillar of flames beside him. She detected a familiar aura in the smell that reached her nostrils. It was the odor of an ancient fault line that had been inactive for centuries. Aellasis’ blood reacted to the aura.

 

At that point, the pillar of flames that appeared to reach the sky began to recede. However, this did not mean that the problem within Valkurtis was resolved. The inside remained a location where rampant magic and magic clashed.

 

“It’s no use. It is fully blocked. Even my spells cannot open it.”

 

Calia grumbled and clicked her tongue. Scilio, next to her, swung her right shoulder and summoned her magic.

 

“Get out of the way, sis. If magic does not work, we can simply break it down with force.”

 

“Oh, sister?  Maybe we should just retreat. . . . . .”

 

“Here I go!”

 

Despite Weizen’s attempts to stop her, Scilio focused her remaining magic into her fist and kicked the ground forcefully. Her aim was the main gate, which Calia had just attempted to open using several spells.

 

The unattended door appeared to be an average wooden door made of oak at first glance, but it was also one that they had been unable to open for several minutes.

 

“Yaaaaaah!”

 

Her left foot, which was running with momentum, landed forcefully. The recoil from the ground combined with her weight, and a perfect coordination of her joints allowed her to extend her shoulder, striking the door with her fist.

 

Kwang-!

 

“Aaah! My hand!”

 

Regardless of these actions, Scilio clutched her right hand and rolled on the ground. The force of the blow had been so brutal that her hand was swollen and bleeding profusely.

 

“See? I said not to. You have broken all of your bones.”

 

“Ugh, you little sh*t, don’t touch that, you b*tch! Ugh!”

 

While Weizen checked Scilio’s wound, Calia gazed at the door she had failed to open. Russell was obviously inside. However, the layers of spells fully obscured the situation within the building, making it impossible to gaze inside.

 

Human wizards and witches rarely have the ability to cast such powerful spells. It’s not an exaggeration to claim it can be counted on one hand. However, the varied magic that underlies each spell indicated that it was not human.

 

“Is Russell inside?”

 

Aella approached and inquired.

 

“Yeah. At the same time, there appears to be something powerful with him. Just gazing at the pillar of fire that emerged from the ceiling reveals a being with great magical ability. It’s difficult for me to do it with my power.”

 

As she spoke, Aella rolled up her sleeves and confidently raised both hands.

 

“Then I’ll help. I think I can do it.”

 

As soon as she finished speaking, Aella’s eyes widened into vertical pupils, her teeth sharpened slightly, and horns sprouted between her ears.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

 

“Let’s go.”

 

Asharin, who had been gently warned, clapped her hands together. When she released her palms, a cubic magic circle rotated, producing crimson light.

 

Intricate patterns and difficult-to-recognize letters were joined to form a picture, which featured triangles, squares, and circles.

 

The magic circle that drew a cube quickly expanded into a polyhedron, spreading its mouth wide like a flower bud budding and aiming for Russell.

 

Jiiiii-!

 

A light flashed from its center, and a pointed beam emerged.

 

Khwahhhhhhh!

 

A massive beam filled with heat erupted in a straight line, attacking Russell. Russell scowled, realizing he couldn’t escape the beam.

 

‘I get sucked in just by opening her palm slightly. I suppose I have to offset it here.

 

No matter how rapidly Russell moved and avoided the beam’s target point, Asharin, who was holding the beam’s end, could control a large space and distance simply by moving her hand slightly.

 

Russell instantly struck the magic with Final Frost, raising it high and slamming it to the ground.

 

Jeojeojeojeong-!

 

A tidal wave of ice rose from the ax, as if sweeping across a fierce wind. Russell has never used an ice spell on this scale before.

 

The beam was fired, the realization that the beam could not be avoided, and the process of pouring magic into Final Frost and hitting the ground all occurred in a single moment.

 

Russell has a lot of expertise combating wizards, as seen by his ability to grasp the attacker’s intention and perform the required countermeasures in less than a second.

 

The massive amount of ice wall rose from the point where the ax was struck like a tidal wave, rushing across the chamber and rising as if it would pierce the ceiling. When the beam and the ice wall collided, steam rose like a cloud along with the shock wave and was torn down in an instant.

 

It evaporates immediately due to the extreme heat and then freezes into ice due to the cool air of the ice wall.

 

Jiiiiiiiii. . . . Ssssaaaaaa!

 

The seemingly limitless flame stem spread weakly in all directions. Dozens and hundreds of smooth ice fragments reflected like mirrors, cutting the flame’s body and limiting its power.

 

Russell noticed a few things after using the ice from Final Frost in the fight.

 

One of them is his ability to generate ice without liquid by using magic as a medium. Of course, it goes without saying that ice pieces mixed with moisture and magic already in the air are much easier to handle.

 

However, in a dry and arid environment with no sign of precipitation, there is no other option. Even a high-level ice wizard could not perform any magic here.

 

Russell, however, could. Because he held the magnificent treasure known as Final Frost in his palm. The ax, which the Frost Giant had broken its own body and forged, could make ice even when there was no moisture to condense it, and Russell, who had been using the ax for a long time, understood the concept.

 

The second issue was that physical attacks may be delivered through the constructed ice.

 

As the magic that had spread across the floor froze into an ice sheet, the friction coefficient decreased to zero, forcing the equilibrium to collapse. However, Asharin simply fixed the problem by floating her body in the air. However, she was unable to stop the thick ice spikes from protruding from the ice sheet.

 

“Ugh.”

 

It must have been tough to perform a spell while deflecting the ice spikes firing in all directions, as the beam spell faltered. The collapsed equilibrium caused the beam’s target point to deviate. Russell didn’t miss her.

 

Kwang!

 

Russell sprang out, breaking the ice wall he had built, and used his frozen arm to strike down the final frost he was holding to his left.

 

“You’re a swordsman, but you’re smart.”

 

Asharin, who had formed a translucent barrier to prevent him, remarked with a twist of her lips.

 

“It’s a common thing.”

 

Kwang!

 

Asharin’s barrier split into bits, shooting at Russell with its sharp edge pointed.

 

Russell, who blocked all strikes by swinging his axe twice at the barrier shards, was not to be underestimated, but Asharin was working on the next enchantment.

 

Steam rose from Asharin’s feet. Then her right foot raised slightly and landed on the floor with a thud.

 

Red waves emerged from beneath her feet. The ground that had been released around Asharin’s feet heated up instantly.

 

The stage floor, comprised of stones, trees, and other things created through alchemy, began to flow like mud. It’s magma. The burning magma raced towards Russell.

 

The magma, which split into six branches and hoisted its head into the air, rapidly transformed into dozens of flame birds, scattering feathers with its keen flaming wings. The dispersed feathers exploded, leaving sparks everywhere.

 

The concept of melting the earth and launching magma is sound; however, the lava erupts again in the air and converts into a flame bird, resulting in a larger blaze.

 

Asharin manipulated space in the same way as Russell made ice from magic, changing magic into embers, embers into magma, and magma into flames with a simple hand movement.

 

The surroundings are already filled with dangerously hot flames, heated air, and flying ash. Asharin exhaled fresh air into the protective barrier she had created around her body, and her eyes glittered. ‘How will you escape this?’

 

‘Whew.’

 

Russell has not had much experience dealing with flames. Of course, he had encountered it before. He’d also had his arm scorched by directly facing the troll’s flames or the dragon’s breath. However, the properties of the weapon he was wielding and the lightning simply suited him better.

 

Russell gathered his magic and assembled it. His grip over magic had grown so vast that even he struggled to understand what he could and could not do.

 

‘If you wish, you can. No.’

 

His eyes emitted a faint purple glow, revealing the magic eye. The flow of magic rushing and spreading beautifully in front of his eyes was envisioned, providing him with an entirely new perspective on the world.

 

Russell was able to fully comprehend the emotions of a snake or lizard that could perceive heat at that time.

 

Expanding and warping in all directions, innumerable magics and enchantment exchanges occurred, and on top of that, hot and cold air combined to produce a beautiful landscape unlike any other.

 

If an ordinary person had been overwhelmed by the sight and lost their mind in a second, Russell, who had previously confronted the stars in a dark space similar to the cosmos, was able to effortlessly overcome the frightening appearance.

 

Russell reached out his right hand without hesitation in the exchange of power that filled his gaze. He grasped the flow in his hand. It wasn’t a real object but rather a formless flow that Russell could only perceive with his eyes, but once it was in his grasp, it was no longer a phenomenon.

 

Pffffffft!

 

At that instant, a circular wave formed in the center of the space, where Asharin spread the baptism of flames. The frigid air sinks into the space, where flames and ash have been dispersed everywhere.

 

And a massive ice axe materialized in the air, slamming Asharin down. Asharin also laughed heartily and summoned a magical flame to counter it.

 

The flames that spread across her index and middle fingers rotated as they did. The two flames, like two snakes entwined, spiraled together to form a single spear.

 

The flames that make up the flame spear disperse sparks and create embers, which then become flames and burst, increasing in size.

 

The slender flame spear had grown into a pillar that could compete with any large tree.

 

The ground on which Asharin stood was unable to withstand the enchantment of the flaming spear and collapsed.

 

“Zurthurt’s Spear.”

 

The spiral’s flame spear connected with a massive falling axe.

 

Khwahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-!

 

The stage entirely sank, and the ground crumbled, resulting in massive noise and shaking.

 

Russell, hovering in the air, descended to the ground as a thick cloud of dust rose. The dust, swirling and billowing, didn’t seem like it would settle anytime soon.

 

So, Russell cast a spell.

 

“Is it over?”

 

The dust cloud dissipated immediately. In the center was the shadow of a giant in armor. Unlike humans, the chest armor was particularly big and featured a metal tail shaped like a tail behind the legs.

 

Yellow eyes shone in the helmet. Asharin’s voice rang out from within the helmet.

 

“Impressive. To the point of being human. You’re not a dragonkin like me posing as a human, are you?

 

“I am human.”

 

For now. Asharin laughed at him, and he gulped the final words.

 

“Oh, really. It’s truly an odd race. Even though they appear to be useless, they can produce great individuals. Can the talent gap be created so disproportionately and inefficiently?

 

Asharin placed her hand behind her shoulder. It was only then that Russell noticed a giant handle sticking out from behind her back.

 

Her presence had been so imposing that Russell had missed it.

 

It made a horrible sound, and it was a big sword with jagged blades. No, simply calling it a huge saw would suffice; nevertheless, there is no such saw in the world. The only tree you could possibly imagine cutting with such a blade wouldn’t be a tree.

 

“I’ve witnessed all the magic. It’s time to smell the sweat.”

 

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

 

“Ugh, seriously. What are you up to, you damn horned bastard?. . . . . . I just basically requested to let our kids go.”

 

A dark elf muttered, staring at the remains of the pillar of fire that had risen from the opposite half of the night sky and then dissipated. Standing atop a high peak overlooking the city, she showed her white hair and leopard-like physique in the moonlight.

 

Lexi, a dark elf, measured the distance while basking in the moonlight that had ascended to the crown of her head and was gradually descending beyond the horizon.

 

“At this point, maybe thirty minutes? Okay.”

 

Even with the naked eye, the distance looked huge, but Lexi checked the elasticity of the branch she was standing on with an unconcerned expression. Although the tree had never lifted a creature larger than an owl on its limbs in decades, it held its weight magnificently.

 

Soon, a shadow moved across the night sky, passing across mountains. It resembled the movement of an elf.

 

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