The Heavenly Demon Can't Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 243

A sudden flash of light burst through the darkness.

In that brief moment, Roman Dmitry charged towards the black wizards.

“Hold!”

“Entangle!”

*Whirr!*

*Pabababak!*

The black wizards unleashed dark magic.

Their power tried to stop Roman Dmitry from moving, and thick, black tree trunks burst from the ground, like giant, twisted arms reaching for him, trying to wrap around his body.

While some held Roman Dmitry back, others used their magic to attack all at once.

“Dark Lightning!”

“Dark Flame!”

*Rumble!*

*Whoosh!*

*Fwoosh!*

People often say that aura swordsmen are better than magicians in a one-on-one fight because of casting. But when magicians work together, they become much stronger than they are alone. It’s like their power multiplies.

The black wizards combined the power of ten.

Before him, fire and darkness exploded. It was a storm of magic, a true hell.

The hold would trap Roman Dmitry in a chain reaction.

However.

*Pop!*

0. 1 seconds.

Roman Dmitry instantly broke free from the power that held him. He used the tree trunks, which lunged like monster tentacles, as a springboard to jump.

The black wizards were shocked.

He broke free so easily that their attacks hit the ground instead.

*Clang!*

*Rumble!*

In that instant, Roman Dmitry pierced through the explosion and tore through space.

Before one of the black wizards could react, the sword moved faster than the eye could follow, a silver flash in the darkness, blowing the black wizard’s head away.

Flash! Roman Dmitry saw the black wizards’ faces, wide with fear.

“Stop him!” one yelled.

“Dark Arrows!” another shouted.

*Pabababak!*

Magic exploded everywhere. Sharp darts of black energy flew towards him from all sides. Dark purple lightning crackled from above, and the ground erupted in black flames, like the fires of a nightmare. The black wizards yelled, their voices sounding like angry snarls as they attacked. There was no way to escape.

They tried to stop him again. In a one-versus-many battle, it was impossible for one swordsman to beat many magicians.

Everyone knows that one swordsman can’t beat many magicians. It’s just not supposed to happen. But Roman Dmitry was different.

Since he understood magic, the mana that entered his body couldn’t last even a second.

At the same time, he moved forward.

Since there was no way out, he raised his mana to protect himself and broke through the flames.

*Fwoosh!*

His body caught fire.

The flames burned on the surface, protected by his aura. Roman Dmitry’s sharp gaze turned towards the black wizards. His eyes narrowed with anger.

“Blink.”

Flash!

The black wizards disappeared.

They teleported from 10 meters away to 50 meters away in an instant.

The black wizards thought they were safe from Roman Dmitry. But when they could see again, they saw him right in front of them.

Roman Dmitry knew exactly where they would go.

Most people couldn’t understand the flow of mana, but Roman Dmitry could see exactly where they were reappearing.

Felix and the magicians of the Magic Tower were strong.

Like the black wizards, they worked together and used their magic skills. But Roman Dmitry was so good that they couldn’t find any weakness.

If they tried to stop him, he would break free instantly.

Their magic to move quickly was useless against him because he knew where they would end up.

So, they said that Roman Dmitry was the enemy of magicians.

Even though they saw it and felt it themselves, they couldn’t understand how he could break through magic so quickly.

It was the same this time.

Flash!

He slashed a black wizard.

Even though his body wasn’t fully formed yet, the sword cut through him easily.

It was an overwhelming sight.

Just as Roman Dmitry was about to attack another one.

*Boom!*

*Rumble!*

A huge flame covered Roman Dmitry.

A powerful magician appeared in the distance.

“Roman Dmitry,” a voice boomed from the darkness. “You’ve gone far enough. This ends now.”

*Fwoosh!*

Dark flames roared around him, casting strange shadows.

It was 6-circle magic.

It was impossible to block completely. It was so powerful that even a small touch could spread flames all over the body.

The black wizard raised his magic power.

Hidden by the dark smoke, the black wizard checked to see if Roman Dmitry was still alive in the flames.

It didn’t make sense.

Flames of darkness are a powerful force that burns everything.

Even if Roman Dmitry was strong enough to defeat Barbosa, it was impossible to survive in the flames without avoiding them.

But Roman Dmitry was there, slowly walking through the flames.

*Fwoosh!*

The power of the 6th circle burned his body.

Roman Dmitry could have avoided the attack, but he felt the heat and decided not to.

“The Chronos Empire is arrogant. You have invaded other lands and are using black wizards without hiding. Do you think you will win, or do you not care if people find out the truth? Either way, you are wrong.”

The magicians of Phoenix lost for a reason.

It wasn’t just because Roman Dmitry could break through magic.

From the start, Roman Dmitry had a power that the magicians of Phoenix couldn’t beat.

The ancient power of the Fire Demon within him gave him a strong connection to fire.

Roman Dmitry was already strong against heat. But after accepting the flames of the Fire Demon, he became immune to the power of the 6th circle.

In other words, he was their perfect weakness, a problem they couldn’t solve.

It wasn’t just that their strengths and weaknesses matched. He was like a wall that magic couldn’t break.

“If you want to live, keep fighting.”

*Pop!*

He kicked off the ground.

The black wizard used his magic power.

Roman Dmitry had confirmed his strong resistance to fire, but he knew that even with this resistance, a human’s body has limits.

Perfect resistance was impossible.

The dark wizard’s magic was weak. Roman knew that if they used stronger magic, the situation would change.

Then, more dark wizards joined in, adding their power to the attack.

It was a battle of power against power.

As Roman Dmitry charged forward, the dark wizards gathered their magic, making it look dangerous.

“Fire Storm.”

The dark wizards cast a seventh-circle spell, a very powerful magic spell.

It was an attack with overwhelming power.

The magic swirling around the dark wizard showed that they wanted to completely destroy Roman Dmitry.

Suddenly, flames exploded outwards. The flames roared like a hungry dragon, painting the sky orange and red. Even Roman Dmitry’s soldiers, who were fighting nearby, stopped and stared in shock. The surrounding vegetation was burned black, the trees turning into charred skeletons.

Emperor Chronos had summoned demons from the abyss, creatures who used dark magic.

He believed that Roman Dmitry, without Valhalla’s protection, could not survive their attacks.

There were many shadows and dark wizards.

This was more than just an assassination attempt.

The power to destroy a small country was being used against him.

If this had been a battlefield, the Fire Storm would have wiped out thousands of soldiers.

It was incredibly powerful, but it couldn’t defeat Roman Dmitry.

Flames swirled around him.

Even as the area burned and the ground crumbled, Roman Dmitry moved through the flames, heading straight for the dark wizard.

The seventh-circle flames could not break through his aura’s barrier.

Roman Dmitry’s resistance also strengthened his aura, making him very strong against fire.

The other dark wizards quickly cast spells, trying to stop Roman Dmitry. But in a moment, Roman Dmitry was standing right in front of them.

Then, in a flash, the dark wizard’s eyes widened as blood splattered from his body.

The leader was dead, and the situation changed instantly. As soon as Roman Dmitry killed the leader, the shadows quickly ran away, without even waiting for a signal.

It was strange to see them run.

Even though the shadows still outnumbered them, they knew they couldn’t win.

Roman Dmitry chased after them, cutting down the shadows as they desperately tried to escape.

One shadow turned and attacked, making a final attempt to survive. But Roman Dmitry cut him down, along with his aura-infused dagger.

The massacre happened quickly in all directions.

Roman Dmitry led the way, slaughtering the shadows, who could only suffer without putting up a real fight.

The situation had completely changed.

The assassins were now being killed.

Valhalla and Chronos were sure that Roman Dmitry couldn’t survive an open attack, but the result was shockingly different.

Chronos was clearly his enemy.

Roman Dmitry showed no mercy and didn’t give them a chance to surrender.

He showed them what it meant to be his enemy.

He didn’t allow for any kindness once they showed they wanted to destroy him.

He crushed them completely, just like he had massacred Barco.

Valhalla, and the rest of the continent, were watching this fight.

In this unfair battle, Roman Dmitry showed everyone what Dmitry was capable of.

Now it was the end.

Seeing the last shadow, he didn’t kill it. Instead, he cut off both of its arms from behind.

The shadow stumbled and fell, losing its balance.

The shadow, with its arms cut off, crashed face-first into the ground, looking miserable.

Then, he stomped on its head, pressing down hard to keep it from moving. Roman Dmitry spoke in a chilling voice.

“Tell your Emperor that Dmitry is still far away. If you want to kill me, tell him now is his chance.”

Having lived as a predator, he knew what Chronos was thinking.

Despite this shocking defeat, they would not give up their plan to kill him.

The situation was under control. Chris approached and reported.

“Thanks to our preparations, we didn’t suffer many losses, but nearly half of Valhalla’s warriors have died. Still, their help reduced the damage. Without them, we would have suffered much greater losses.”

The warriors of Valhalla were brave.

Knowing their attacks weren’t effective against the shadows, they shouted ‘Valhalla’ and fought to the end.

They were true warriors.

They believed their lives were worth sacrificing to ensure Roman Dmitry’s safe return, and their bravery led to many casualties.

Sanchez and his warriors didn’t despair. They knew that the victory was more important than the fact that half of them had died.

Roman Dmitry spoke.

“Collect the bodies. Cremate the dead, and we will move to the trade city immediately.”

“Understood. But there is something you need to see, my lord.”

Chris’s words had a strange tone. Instead of being happy about the victory, he seemed concerned about something Roman Dmitry needed to see.

He followed Chris to where the leader of the dark wizards lay, his face pale.

Roman Dmitry recognized the face.

A memory came to mind. Felix had once told him a story.

“To master Burning, you need a strong connection to fire. People usually gain this connection after a terrible fire. My teacher said he gained his after a terrible arson accident when he was young. Half of his face is covered in burn scars. If you find my missing teacher, please check for the burn scars to confirm it’s him.”

He remembered those words.

The dark wizard’s face, now visible in the light, had burn scars covering exactly half of it.

It was him.

The dark wizard was the missing former master of the Phoenix Magic Tower.