Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 227

# 228

Passive Powerhouse 1

The Archbishop stared blankly at Legion.

His eyebrows furrowed deeply. *What is this guy? That power….*

It wasn’t unfamiliar.

Clearly, the Black Dragon’s power was emanating from him.

*No, wait. Is it? Strange. It feels like the Black Dragon’s power, but not quite.*

It was understandable that the Archbishop was confused.

Legion hadn’t dismantled his entire heart, only half—the left ventricle. Because of that, his original power and the Black Dragon’s magic were mixed, and, more importantly, slightly altered through complete annihilation [referring to Legion’s unique ability to break down and absorb power].

If Legion had dismantled the entire Black Dragon’s heart, the Archbishop would have recognized it immediately.

“I asked you. Why doesn’t your skin color change?”

Legion repeated his question.

The Archbishop didn’t understand.

“Why do you think my skin color *should* change?”

“Because I heard your skin changes when you absorb the Black Dragon’s power, right?”

“Who told you that?”

“Someone did. So tell me, how is your skin still the same?”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying. Why would skin color change just from absorbing the Black Dragon’s power? I want to ask *you*—where did you get such a foolish idea?”

*Eh? What’s going on?*

Legion was flustered.

*Then why did my skin color change?*

-Maybe……

*Maybe what?*

Mark seemed to know something, and Legion’s mind grew anxious.

-Maybe it’s not because of the Black Dragon’s blood… but because of the Dark Lord.

…….

Legion was momentarily stunned.

*So… absorbing power isn’t the problem; it’s because I dismantled it that I became a Dark Lord, and because I became a Dark Lord, I turned black? Is that it?*

-Something like that.

…….

*This is really useful information. Yay! Should I do a little dance?*

-Anyway, what’s clear is… if the change in skin color is such a problem, there might be a way to fix it.

*What do you mean?*

-In the future, there’s something called albinism [a genetic condition causing lack of pigment in skin, hair, and eyes]. You wouldn’t know even if I explained it, so don’t worry too much about it. Anyway, it’s something that makes your skin white, so we might be able to use that to restore your skin color. However, to do that, we need a great medical expert.

*Wait a minute. So you’re saying my skin color can be fixed?*

-It’s hard to say for sure, but the possibility is there.

*I see.*

Legion’s expression brightened.

In his rapidly plummeting life, a bright light emerged once again.

*Who cares if I’m a Dark Lord or a Nova Lord?*

*As long as I can go back to being human…*

*That’s all I need.*

“Okay, I understand.”

Legion didn’t hesitate and turned around. He looked at Dreizger, who was struggling to stand, and asked, “Are you broken?”

“I’m not broken.”

“Then let’s go.”

“Where are we going?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to retreat? We can’t stay here forever.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. We have to pay them back for what we suffered!”

“Can we win?”

“……”

Dreizger paused. He considered his own capabilities and the Grand Master’s.

The odds of winning weren’t even 10 percent.

*If* he could use all of the Dark General’s power, he judged that he could face them. But not now.

No matter how subjectively he looked at it, his Grand Master’s abilities had soared to another galaxy while he wasn’t paying attention.

*Damn it! I was too arrogant because I reached 7-star Master.*

He’d thought that now that he had come this far, he wouldn’t lose even if he fought his Grand Master. It was arrogance and a foolish thought.

He looked at Allkill, who had collapsed and lost consciousness.

Allkill had jumped into the fight after seeing him get beaten. When he collapsed, bleeding, Dreizger felt intense anger.

The time they had spent talking was short, but he felt camaraderie with Allkill.

*So!*

He couldn’t leave the guy who had made Allkill like that alone.

At the very least, he needed to take one of the Grand Master’s arms to feel better.

“Are you going to fight?”

Legion asked.

Dreizger nodded.

Legion turned his head and looked at the Archbishop. His cold gaze had turned to contempt.

*If you’re going to run away, hurry up and go. I won’t stop you.*

Legion was seething.

He stuck his iron sword into the ground.

He slowly raised his magic power. It was a place where cold air was raging, but his condition was very good.

His stats had been upgraded overall since his job change.

He was confident he could now use 6-circle magic. Thanks to the mana in his full dantian [energy center in the body, according to some Eastern traditions], his magic power was at full capacity.

He felt like he wouldn’t lose to anyone.

The problem was that the opponent was also incredibly strong.

“Okay, let’s do it.”

Legion chanted a spell. He was going to release the overflowing magic power from his dantian in an instant.

“Call the Dark Light!”

The ancient magic exploded.

An attack magic that could only be realized on nights with moonlight.

As much as it was restricted by the night, its attack power was enormous when the moon was out.

Dozens of flashes of light formed in the air!

The flashes of light poured down like rain.

*Kukukukukung!*

Dozens of flashes of light exploded simultaneously. Each one had the explosive power to easily destroy an ordinary building.

*Kwakwakwakwang!*

The area where the Archbishop was located was completely devastated. Even the four Black Knights and five Black Mages who were protecting him were taken aback.

But as the dust disappeared, Legion clicked his tongue.

The powerful high-level magic couldn’t penetrate the Archbishop’s magic defense.

“I knew it. Dreizger, are you really going to do it?”

Dreizger nodded as he injected magic power into the Tyrant’s Fangs.

“Okay, let’s go then.”

Legion didn’t waver. He pulled out his iron sword, infused it with aura, and quickly rushed towards the Archbishop.

* * *

The Archbishop had safely absorbed all of the ‘Black Dragon’s Blood’ that had turned into Dark Slime.

The corpses that had been absorbed by it fell to the floor in droves. The vampires, whose life force had completely disappeared, turned to ashes and scattered.

“Congratulations.”

The Archbishop’s escorting followers knelt on one knee and showed extreme respect.

The Archbishop nodded slightly.

He had the Black Dragon’s consciousness. He didn’t know how it happened, but he was born that way. He had no memories from when he was young.

During a sparring match with his master, his consciousness from his previous life suddenly awakened. As soon as his consciousness awakened, he became someone other than himself.

A being above humans.

A being beyond humans.

A being who could throw away the shell of a human at any time.

Of course, he wasn’t a complete Black Dragon. Only a very small amount of power and memories remained, so he had to gather the remaining pieces of the Black Dragon.

In particular, he had to retrieve the Black Dragon’s heart.

That was the core of the Black Dragon.

Without the heart, he couldn’t fully exert his original power even if he gathered all the other pieces.

That’s why he wasn’t satisfied even after absorbing the Black Dragon’s blood.

*That guy…*

The Archbishop looked at his palm.

Blood was still flowing down. It wasn’t regenerating.

He recalled the situation a little while ago.

Dreizger’s attack and the ironclad man’s subsequent strike. Both attacks were considerable, but not to the extent that he was worried.

He waved his left hand to block the Priest’s Fangs and reached out his right hand to grab the ironclad man’s sword.

*Melt away, ironclad!*

He gathered magic power in his right hand, but… surprisingly, the iron sword didn’t melt. His eyes were bloodshot! At the same time, he clearly remembered the blazing energy.

Surprisingly, he was a magic swordsman.

He infused aura and magic into the iron sword at the same time and swung it with full force!

The Archbishop blocked his attack once again. Surprisingly… his attack tore through the magic defense that even Dreizger couldn’t penetrate.

He reached out his hand again to block the attack—!

*Crack!*

He blocked the attack, but his palm was badly injured. A considerable amount of blood dripped from his torn palm.

After awakening with the Black Dragon’s consciousness, this was the first time he had shed blood.

He felt both strange and angry.

So he shot a bundle of aura at the guy’s heart.

Dozens of auras that broke the sound barrier flew towards the guy’s heart. Perhaps because of his slow movements, the opponent couldn’t avoid the aura.

Dreizger blocked him.

The aura pierced through his entire body at the same time.

*What a joke.*

A guy who can’t even take care of his own life is trying to help others!

Dreizger and the ironclad man were simultaneously pierced through the chest and collapsed.

“Dispose of them.”

He turned around and said in a low voice.

The Black Mages stepped forward, but at that moment, a black gate opened and, surprisingly, a Lich popped out.

“Dark Storm!”

The Black Mages retreated before being caught up in the magic.

“How can a Lich be here!”

The Lich didn’t take his eyes off the Archbishop as he slung the two of them over his shoulders. Numerous vampires and Lycanthropes blocked his path.

“You can never touch these two!”

They had expressions that showed they were willing to fight to the death.

He wasn’t worried, but there were as many as tens of thousands of strong people.

“Hmm.”

How long would it take to kill all of these things? A day? Two days? Maybe about a week.

Thanks to the Black Dragon’s blood, he had gained near-infinite power, but it was difficult to underestimate the opponents here.

Either way, he would also be injured.

His attention was on the ironclad man who had left a big wound on his hand.

But he was just a human.

He had already surpassed the Grand Master level several years ago.

In addition, he had gained tremendous power by absorbing the Black Dragon’s claws and blood.

The fact that his palm was torn…

Yes, it was a coincidence.

“Let’s return.”

The Archbishop said in a low voice.

The Black Mage who received the order opened a portal using a portal stone.

The Archbishop glanced at Windsday, who had collapsed and died after having all her life force sucked out, then entered the portal with an emotionless face.

The guards followed him.

No one stopped them until the portal completely disappeared.

* * *

Lich Mamon laid Legion and Dreizger, who had been pierced through the heart, on the floor.

Next to him was Allkill, who had barely survived.

Numerous vampires who regarded Legion as a hero and Lycanthropes who wanted Allkill to be safe stood guard in dozens of layers.

No matter how powerful the enemies were, it would take a considerable amount of time for them to get here.

“What should we do, senior? At this rate, 형님 [hyung-nim, Korean term for older brother or respected male figure] will die.”

“He will never die!”

If his master died, he would also die.

He had come to live a short life like a human, but he didn’t regret it. But he didn’t want this kind of dog’s death.

More than anything…

He didn’t want to let this fun and cheerful master, who would become a great conqueror, go like this.

“I will never let him die!”

He had to save him no matter what.

Mamon opened a subspace. There were two more minerals he had received from the Cyclops Dungeon. One of these had given his master new power.

Gems were the source of his master’s life!

Mamon took out two black minerals.

With these two, his master might be given a new life. No, it *will* definitely happen.

Mamon trembled as he felt the overwhelming power of the two black minerals.

“Please… save my master.”

Mamon reverently held the minerals and slowly brought them to Legion’s mouth. As if sensing Legion’s energy, a fierce wave was felt from the minerals in both hands.

*Please, save my master….*

Just before they entered Legion’s mouth, Sharonz broke through the wall of vampires and Lycanthropes from behind.

“Legion! Legion!”

She had been grasping the whole situation from the high walls.

In the meantime, she saw Legion collapsing, and she immediately entered the secret warehouse of the ruined palace to keep her promise.

After finding the Blood Orichalcum [a mythical metal] there, she ran all the way here with all her might.

Even if he died… she wanted to repay him for saving her and the vampires before he died.

“Legion! I brought it! I brought it!”

Was it because she ran too hastily?

She stepped on Dreizger’s face and sprained her ankle, and the Blood Orichalcum she was holding spun around in the air and entered Legion’s mouth.

That was… right after Mamon put two black minerals in his mouth.

“헐-! [Heol – Korean exclamation of disbelief or shock]”