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Dark Fantasy: Magical Eye Knight – Chapter 224

 

Chapter 224: Blue Sky

 

Kyaaaaaaak!

 

A wyvern, made entirely of bone without a single shred of flesh, let out a piercing scream as it flipped its body.

 

It completely folded its two wings, abandoning its glide and plummeting downwards.

 

However, a crimson chain that had been released in the air cascaded down like a waterfall, completely encircling the wyvern.

 

“I got you.”

 

Calia, hovering in the sky with her red wings spread, held one hand out.

 

As she squeezed her hand, the chain tightened, crushing the wyvern and the skeleton knight riding on its back.

 

Kwa-thud!

 

As bone shards dispersed below, the remaining wyverns and riders were broken or disintegrated while fighting the intruders.

 

Elenora and the nameless Draugr were battling undead wyverns and skeleton knights, respectively.

 

Golden runes were inscribed on the ground, and dozens of radiant pillars of light were summoned, instantly reducing hundreds of undead wyverns and corpses to ash.

 

The draugr handled her war axe as if it were an extension of her own body, battling three skeleton knights simultaneously.

 

A skeleton knight’s sword grazed her shoulder, a spear punctured her side, and another sword pointed at her chest.

 

The draugr was drenched in blood, yet she maintained an expressionless face and avoided the sword stroke by leaping into the air.

 

She seized the middle of the spear that had punctured her side and snapped it before bending her legs and springing up like a steel spring. The axe she swung from underneath slashed one of the skeleton knights in half from the groin to the skull.

 

She then nonchalantly flicked her blade to the side, crushing another skeleton knight’s ribs with her fist and knocking the final skeleton knight over with her shoulder before delivering a finishing blow with its axe.

 

Just as the final skeleton knight was about to hit the vulnerable draugr, a Paladin with cracked armor charged at the skeletal knight with all its might.

 

The huge skeleton knight, whose bone density and size appeared to have doubled by threefold, staggered for a minute before swinging its arm at the paladin, Jess.

 

The almost completely shattered shield was completely split in two by the blow, rendering it useless. At that moment, Jess, who had been crouching behind it, pushed off the ground with all his strength.

 

“Die!”

 

With a desperate cry, the dull, faintly glimmering blade pierced the skeletal knight’s skull, right between its eyes. A black orb of magic, condensed on the tip of the blade, vanished, leaving behind a trail of black ash.

 

The skeleton knight, having lost its might, slumped into a heap of bones.

 

That was the last of the skeletal knights. The draugr, with blood flowing from its side, shoulder, and cheek, lifted its head. Seeing her quietly bow her head, Jess leaned on his knees, gasping for breath.

 

“Don’t mention it, huff, huff.”

 

The draugr’s gaze then shifted to its summoner, Aellasis. Aellasis and Lexi were standing behind a heap of burning bodies.

 

The corpses had either turned to ash or fully lost their mana. Even those who remained were reduced to ash by Elenora, who was saying a prayer and emitting holy light from her entire body.

 

The remainder of the party moved past the corpses to where Aellasis and Lexi were standing.

 

It was the edge. Of a vast, wide abyss that stretched beneath.

 

The pit’s diameter was impossible to predict. It was because it was so broad.

 

The pit, along with the extensively fallen ground, was crouching in the shadows, as if it didn’t want anyone to notice its enormity until they were showered in sunlight.

 

The pit’s depth was likewise unclear. Of course, the majority of them standing there were capable folks who could see their surroundings clearly even in low light, but they couldn’t see the inside of the pit very well. That meant more than just the lack of light making visibility difficult.

 

The inside of the pit was dark and chaotic, making it impossible to approach. Evil energy, mana, and unknown energy swirled around inside, ready to overflow at any moment, entwined in a chaotic mass.

 

Aellasis kneeled on one knee and extended her other hand to touch the dark energy that filled the hole with her finger.

 

A sizzling sound and a powerful rejection sounded out as the blue mana flowing out of her body came into contact with the dark energy.

 

“What’s going on inside?”

 

Jess inquired, noticing Aellasis shaking her hand. His eyes were fixed on Calia, who was the most knowledgeable about magic here.

 

As expected, Calia glanced at the vast and deep pit with a pensive expression, as if not to disappoint Jess. Then she gazed at the crumbled earth close, the cliff that had been mostly shattered, revealing its insides, and the mountain slope that had become more steep.

 

“It’s definitely the pit created by the collision we just felt. But I can’t say for sure what this black energy is. It doesn’t respond to any interference, and spells don’t work on it.”

 

And Calia gathered blood like it was nothing, making dozens of arrows and blasting them down.

 

With a whooshing sound, the blood arrows clashed with the dark energy at high speed.

 

Patsu-tsutsu!

 

A rejection similar to what Aellasis felt when she touched it with her finger occurred, but on a larger scale.

 

Bright flames and sparks illuminated the faces of those present before fading away.

 

They all looked down at the pit, their faces a mix of worry, anxiety, and concern.

 

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

 

Inside the pit, which held the black darkness like a well, Russell opened his eyes.

 

Or did he? He wasn’t sure. His eyes, which had allowed him to see everything since birth, were now showing only darkness, as if they had lost their function.

 

Russell realized he was in a coma. Or possibly a trance?

 

There had been a powerful impact, and the black robe, the lich’s magic, and his body had all intertwined.

 

His previously acute five senses had become blurry, like a dream. Russell could not determine whether he was floating in zero gravity, falling, or being crushed by something.

 

Russell forcibly continued his thoughts, which were about to be cut off.

 

The vague sensations had now turned into a constricting feeling. It felt like walls were closing in on him from above, below, and all around.

 

He should have been suffocating, but he didn’t think he was choking. Instead, he felt as if he was expanding infinitely.

 

It was an odd sensation, being constrained on all sides yet feeling like his body was expanding.

 

Russell couldn’t believe the knowledge his five senses were telling him. He shrugged off the sensation that he was continually growing larger.

 

‘Who am I?’

 

“I’m……”

 

When Russell heard his own voice, he noticed his vocal chords shaking. The understanding came quickly, but Russell was able to reassemble his body in an instant.

 

He also recognized that the sense of being restricted was not fabricated. Dozens of magical circles rotated around him, making three-dimensional straight lines and curves.

 

The meaning of the formulas or letters contained within them was difficult to grasp, but their function was obvious.

 

“Were you trying to take my body?”

 

“Wait, what? Weren’t you totally unconscious?”

 

Russell’s murmur caused the darkness to shake fiercely with surprise.

 

Russell looked around. His eyes, having lost their magical properties, emitted no light, just like ordinary eyes.

 

Russell surveyed the darkness with his black gaze, stretching his body as if to yawn. Then his hunched form unfolded, making a rattling sound.

 

“Impossible! How?”

 

Russell responded calmly to the darkness’s surprise.

 

“I’ve had a similar experience before.”

 

The black sphere was employed by the devil, who was unable to overcome his combat abilities, to attempt to swallow his own body.

 

Russell’s current location reminded him of the sphere. Of course, it was hundreds of times larger, with an incredible density.

 

Russell knew that the black robe and the lich were watching him. They were watching him from everywhere, not in any specific location.

 

In the face of the threat of death, the one who was more knowledgeable in necromancy and commanding the dead, having lost control of their body and facing death, would have proposed merging their minds and bodies.

 

The robe and bone bits that looked to have melted, as well as the shimmering bronze armor, ascended and vanished like afterimages in the darkness.

 

“I understand that you wish to keep living, even in such a pitiful way. I was like that once, too.”

 

Russell was already a formidable warrior, even without eyes capable of seeing through mana and magic power and without a weapon in his grasp.

 

Russell didn’t bother that he couldn’t see a single speck of light in the blackness and could only feel his own body.

 

“I respect your mindset. Life is about taking and stealing from others to continue. Isn’t that right?”

 

He could still vividly remember it if he tried. The feeling of helplessness when you can’t do anything. The wish to live. The drive to see more, hear more, touch more, and taste more.

 

“That is why the determination to fight it is justifiable. If you’re willing to kill, it’s only reasonable to expect to die. Isn’t that correct?

 

Russell flung his hand down like a thunderbolt and caught a point in the darkness. As if he had grasped someone by the throat, a flap of darkness was yanked out, surrounded by a white line.

 

The blackness thrashed around.

 

━Keck, hauk!

 

Many things poured in from the churning darkness, soaking Russell’s hand.

 

Emotions include resentment, fear, anxiety, impatience, unsatisfied obsession, and regret.

 

The sensation of his hand being wet expanded to his wrist, forearm, and shoulder, eventually covering his face and upper body.

 

A mix of opposing sensations spread forth. The demonic will and mana that were attempting to control him permeated his entire being.

 

Russell did not reject or expel the will. Instead, he allowed it to flow through him.

 

As a result, the magic flowed like a river, not being absorbed anywhere in Russell’s body, but simply flowing away.

 

Russell collected strength in his hands, shoulders, waist, and legs, which were gripping the blackness.

 

An infinite amount of mana surged up from somewhere deep within his body, rushing into his hand.

 

It was the magic of the darkness itself that was holding him captive. The darkness struggled against Russell, who was using its own power against it.

 

Swirling clouds and whirlwinds, fluttering falling leaves, flower petals, fog, and raindrops all traced paths before rising.

 

The darkness was splitting apart. The screams of two souls tearing apart and disappearing blended in with the darkness that was bursting into bits.

 

Russell, confirming the death of the black robe and the lich, looked up at the space that was gradually cracking. He put strength into his legs.

 

The ground he was standing on shattered like impact-damaged glass.

 

Russell blasted forth like a volcano spewing lava.

 

He could see the entirely crumbled cliff and the white forest that stretched beyond it. Beyond there, the horizon extended far and wide.

 

Because we had climbed so high, the horizon was a curve with rounded ends rather than a plain straight line.

 

The gloomy clouds dispersed, and the sun rose. It was morning.

 

Russell, who was directly facing the first rays of sunlight, began to tumble down gradually owing to gravity’s pull.

 

It was a height that would have made it difficult to locate his scattered body parts before a burial, but Russell dropped without hesitation.

 

He could see the people below who had seen him rise into the sky, reduced to mere dots.

 

There was a life that only knew the meaning of the word ‘fate’ literally.

 

The time allotted to him was insufficient, and he had little time to play.

 

He had a second life with the memories of his prior existence, maybe as a result of this or something else. He also understood that he was born with a distinct body from others.

 

Russell slid to the earth with a calm expression, despite the horrifying speed and deafening scream of the wind ripping past his ears.

 

That’s when he observed a bright light flashing once from below. What appeared in the light was a dragon with white scales.

 

On its back were his companions, with whom he had shared a long journey. Seeing the dragon’s back, which was approaching terrifyingly close, Russell smiled.

 

It appeared that the time for sentimentality had passed.

 

The black clouds dispersed, revealing an unending blue sky. It was a sky that would last for eternity, even in the distant future.

 

The dark fantasy of the magic-eyed knight is finished.

 

TL: Kinda meh

 

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