How a Reincarnated Warlock Lives – Chapter 180

Chapter 180: Ice and the Royal Palace (3)

The word”sky”wasn’t quite fitting. The Frost Giants’ city, Mipsrogen, was located far beneath the glacier, deep underground.

Below the earth, deep enough that sunlight never reached, a place that had never thawed since the dawn of recorded history.

But there was no better word. A fierce wind was swirling above the city made of bluish ice.

The strong wind, as if shaking my floating body, had a tremendous speed. But what maintained my flight was the power of magic. I looked down at the King of the Giants with an unwavering face.

Giving him distance was more dangerous than anything else.

His strength, enough to tear apart and kill the magical beasts of hell with his bare hands, would probably not be much inferior even compared to the mountain giants of the ancient era that appear in legends.

Even if it was the body of an Inquisitor reinforced with holy power, the moment it was caught in those giant hands…

It would probably turn into a handful of blood in an instant.

Kurrrng. I stretched out my hand towards the dark clouds filling the sky and quickly formed a hand seal. The unstable atmosphere. Reacting to my will, demonic energy began to rapidly rotate within it.

Crackle. Powerful demonic energy intertwined, creating black wedges.

KWAJIK!

Cravat’s Black Lightning. The magic that momentarily heated the surroundings filled with coldness, leaving a clear mark, fell towards Enmodlado.

Cursed lightning.

It was a giant bolt of lightning, easily exceeding ten meters in length, but because his body was so large, it looked like a stick of a moderate size.

A flash of light and a collision. For a moment, it was as if a black streak of light connected the clouds above the city and the King of the Giants.

However.

“No way!”

A roar erupted, piercing my ears.

Smoke was rising from all over his body, directly hit by the black lightning, but the King of the Frost Giants was still standing upright in place.

Truly, a monstrously tough body.

I clicked my tongue and formed a hand seal again. The brief admiration ended in an instant. I had no intention of giving him an opening. Magic followed immediately.

Once again, black lightning formed amidst the dark clouds, falling like wedges in succession, and Rusty Lance, emitting an ominous green light, created a vortex in the air and shot towards Enmodlado.

A continuous barrage of magic, leaving no blind spots, no time to counterattack.

If someone skilled in black magic had seen this scene, they would have doubted their own eyes. High-level black magic, requiring long incantations and complex calculations, was cutting through the air ceaselessly as if it were basic spells.

Of course, there was no admiration here. There was only cold calculation and rage boiling up like frost.

“Astrid─!”

KWAANG. Along with a roar like a thunderstorm, a giant double-edged axe drew a semicircle.

Smoke was rising from all over his body, directly hit by the black lightning and Rusty Lance. But considering he had consecutively endured grand spells, each comparable to the hidden techniques of a high-ranking mage, he was surprisingly intact.

Whooosh. The giant axe blade, swung with the force of a storm, intercepted the spells flying towards him once more. No, it shattered them.

Fragments of spells scattering in all directions. Parts of the magic, struck by the axe and scattering like shooting stars, grazed past me.

The scorching hot air mixed with the cold surrounding atmosphere, creating a violent vortex, and the frost carried by the storm scattered like snowflakes.

And in the midst of it all. I saw his giant arm pulled back.

─!

It was instantaneous. The axe, leaving Enmodlado’s hand, flew towards me, drawing a large circle.

The speed was more akin to being launched than thrown. Therefore, my reaction was not based on calculation but was almost instinctive.

The red force field of the Bloody Crown, sensing danger, instantly formed dozens of layers, shielding me, and the defensive spell I had prepared beforehand bloomed as if seeping out from behind it.

And the collision.

Crunch─

Enmodlado’s axe, shattering dozens of layers of the red force field like breaking glass, collided with the defensive spell.

The power of the Winter Axe, thrown with all his might by the King of the Frost Giants, was not something that could be blocked with a hastily conjured spell. After all, that too was an artifact containing the power of powerful ancient magic.

“……”

But I maintained my composure and moved my body. It wasn’t an attempt to block it in the first place. It was merely to buy time to physically react.

The speed of the rotating axe, having shattered dozens of layers of force fields and protective spells, had only slowed down slightly, but that was enough for me.

My newly acquired body, used for only a little over a year, but now more familiar than my previous weak body, moved instinctively.

Whooosh─

At the last moment. The axe blade flew past me, drawing a large circle, as I barely twisted my body. The sharp energy contained within that powerful artifact grazed my shoulder, causing bright red blood to bloom.

“……!”

A sharp pain. At the same time, the powerful coldness surrounding the axe blade mercilessly dug into my shoulder. My head spun momentarily. But this was a small price to pay.

Spin. As I twisted my body in the air and spun around, I saw Enmodlado lowering his stance in my vision.

Legs bent low.

Of course, it wasn’t to express despair over his missed attack.

Creak. Leg muscles tightening. It was like looking at a tightly coiled spring right before it releases.

“Huuup─!”

I smiled, twisting my lips. He must be quite frustrated. Or perhaps he thought it wouldn’t be good to drag things out.

The next moment.

KWAANG!

With a tremendous roar, ice and dust billowed in all directions.

Above the ground, where a large crater had formed. I saw Enmodlado charging towards me, soaring into the sky.

A speed akin to flying. The sight of a giant with a massive body defying gravity and leaping into the sky was quite novel, even from my perspective, having seen so much.

No matter how effectively I attacked and accumulated damage, if I was caught once, it would be over.

But his opponent was a true mage. From the moment his first attack missed, I was already anticipating his charge.

Threads of magic unfolded in an instant. Ancient magic, honed over countless years, bloomed, transcending time.

Pertamun’s Malicious Mirror.

Arkzash’s Rusty Hammer.

“Take this!”

A shout like a storm swept through the surroundings.

Magic particularly effective against pure physical force. Pertamun’s Malicious Mirror.

Whoosh─

“Have you forgotten, foolish King of the Giants?”

A thin, membrane-like puddle of water appeared, elongated in the air. The moment Enmodlado’s fist, soaring through the air, collided with that puddle, reflecting his image like a mirror.

“With the darkness of shadows accumulated by flipping through the Hell Bible.”

My demonic whisper reached him, piercing through the storm.

“You can never match me.”

Crack. His body, rapidly soaring into the air, stopped as if caught by something. Magic that reflects physical force back at the attacker. The shock from the tremendous recoil would be spreading throughout his entire body.

“……!”

Wriggle. I could see the fangs protruding from his giant mouth trembling slightly. But that was only for a moment. A giant, dark hammer cut through the air and fell towards the top of his head.

KWAANG─!

A tremendous impact. The hammer-shaped grand spell struck his head, which had lost its momentum to soar into the air.

There was no light. But red blood and spreading darkness painted the surroundings in a gloomy hue.

“KRAAAAK─!”

The King’s blood rained down like snow in the Frost Giants’ city, Mipsrogen.

He had already endured dozens of spells with his bare body before leaping into the air. My attack, effectively countering his all-out attack, was incredibly effective.

Amidst the blood droplets, mixed with frost and scattering in the air like red snowflakes, Enmodlado’s massive body, having lost the power to stay afloat, fell to the ground.

KOOOONG─

The King’s fall. A tremendous tremor shook the entire city.

🔹🔹🔹

The situation in the city wasn’t very good.

Even though the ninety-nine magical beasts were a powerful force, this was the heart of the enemy’s territory. Of course, the frozen undead posed no threat to the magical beasts, but the Frost Giants were numerous.

But that was only temporary. Realizing that their king had fallen, the Frost Giants’ movements noticeably faltered, and soon the tide turned.

Magical beasts began to rampage throughout the city.

The magical beasts, sensing with their bestial instincts that their enemies, or rather, their prey, were terrified, began to roar ferociously.

Red snow, mixed with frost crystals, was still fluttering down from the sky and scattering throughout the city.

It wasn’t the end of the city. It was just the death of the king and the end of the Catacomb.

“……”

I slowly descended with a slightly pale face. It wasn’t completely over yet. It wasn’t the situation or the opponent to let my guard down.

I touched the wound on my frozen shoulder and landed on the ground.

As my feet touched the solid ground, my head spun for a moment. I briefly looked at the bloody icicles clinging to the wound. Judging by the fact that I couldn’t feel any pain, it didn’t seem to be in a very good state.

Of course, I wasn’t going to complain about this much. As I took a step, the thick dust and snowflakes gradually cleared, revealing a pit of tremendous depth.

A giant hole created by the King’s fall and the tremor that shook the entire city. A massive hall, piercing dozens of meters through the solid ice floor of the city.

“The King’s tomb, huh.”

I muttered softly and approached the edge.

Chuckle chuckle. Then I heard laughter. Enmodlado, collapsed at the bottom of the pit, was looking up at me and letting out a weak laugh.

My condition wasn’t perfect either, but his appearance was gruesome.

Arms and legs twisted at odd angles. Broken horns on his head and blood gushing out like a spring.

If it hadn’t been for the robust body of a giant, he would have died instantly.

“……As expected.”

Spit. He spat out the blood and pieces of internal organs pooled in his mouth and continued speaking. His tone didn’t contain any particular resentment.

“It’s no use.”

“You knew, didn’t you?”

“I did.”

There was no choice for either of us from the beginning. It was a meeting between the one who came to destroy and the one who came to protect.

“But this much…”

He slowly exhaled. Whoosh. The cold surroundings. His frosty breath, released instead of air, shattered into white fragments.

“It’s a satisfactory death.”

No one is accustomed to death. The King of the Frost Giants, who had half-transcended the limitations of mortals and lived for an immeasurable amount of time, was no exception.

No, perhaps because he had lived for so long, he feared death even more. I looked into the giant’s eyes, filled with emotions far removed from coldness, and quietly opened my mouth.

“Is that all you have to say for your last words?”

There was no answer. I slowly, but surely, raised my hand and spoke. The King’s energy fading. At the same time, I could feel the undead, bound to the city for ages, slowly crumbling.

“Then, heretic.”

A sharp blade. The form of a giant, ink-colored guillotine was clearly etched in the air. The final magic to surely kill the Frost Giant King who had half-transcended the limitations of mortals.

“Die without repenting.”

Thud. With a heavy sound, the blade that pronounced the High Priest’s death sentence fell to the bottom of the tomb.

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