People called him the White-Robed Wizard. But some also called him something else: a madman, someone who was obsessed with learning.
He wanted to help the world and would go anywhere to learn more magic, no matter where it was.
That’s why, when Roman Dmitry started his new life, Park Minwoo wasn’t in Korea.
There was a magic exchange program in the United States, and Park Minwoo thought it was a great chance. He left everything else behind and took a magic circle to America.
Why did he study so hard? It was because of the knowledge he had gained from the Successor. This knowledge showed him how much more there was to learn about magic.
He had seen Dmitry’s power in his past life.
Roman Dmitry had created the magical foundation, starting a new age of magic, including opening the Upper Dantian.
The opening of the Upper Dantian was Park Minwoo’s goal.
Park Minwoo didn’t just stop learning because he knew Alexandr’s magic. He worked hard every day to become even stronger.
He had already faced a challenge that seemed impossible.
People thought he was amazing as an S-rank wizard, but he knew it wouldn’t matter if someone like Roman Dmitry appeared.
For the past 20 years, he had kept improving.
People thought Park Minwoo was normal, but he was not.
Park Minwoo felt the air change. He knew monsters were coming. He took a deep breath, ready to fight.
Park Minwoo’s voice boomed, filled with power. “Get out of my way, you insect monsters!”
BOOM! The ground shook.
A wave of pure white magic energy exploded from him, pushing outwards. He felt the power of the Upper Dantian flow through him, stronger than ever before. His eyes shone with intense focus.
“Wind Storm! Fire Storm!” he roared.
WHOOSH! A freezing wind, sharp as knives, ripped through the air.
FWOOSH! At the same time, flames erupted, hot and hungry, dancing with the wind.
Double Casting! He was casting two powerful 7th Circle spells at once – a feat most wizards could only dream of. The wind howled like a trapped beast, tearing at the monsters, while the flames roared like a dragon, consuming everything in their path.
BANG!
The human hosts screamed, and the monsters that were swarming were instantly destroyed.
Dozens? Hundreds? It was more than that.
Park Minwoo kept using his power, destroying thousands of monsters at once, as if it was nothing.
“Amplify.”
He raised both arms.
Like a conductor, death spread to everything Park Minwoo touched.
It was a one-sided fight.
The LA team had risked their lives to clear a 1km path, but Park Minwoo had already wiped out all the monsters in sight.
Most wizards would have been tired and run out of magic by now. But not Park Minwoo.
He had learned so much magic from Alexandr, it was like his magic power was an endless ocean.
He moved forward.
Even the soldiers were amazed by the incredible sight.
General Benjamin was also shocked.
He had heard stories about the White-Robed Wizard in Korea, and that even though he was the only S-rank hunter, he was very important.
People called him a pioneer in magic. Even powerful wizards from other countries respected him.
They knew he was special.
But this was more than just respect.
Park Minwoo’s control of magic was amazing. He wasn’t just destroying monsters; he was also careful not to hurt the soldiers and his magic power seemed endless.
‘If Roman Dmitry can fight the Vampire Lord alone, then having him and the White-Robed Wizard will make Korea much stronger.’
He was in awe.
He even forgot to give orders.
Park Minwoo was destroying all the monsters, so all the soldiers could do was move forward.
Just then.
Hosts broke through the magic and attacked.
One of them was someone he knew – a hunter who used to be S-rank!
The monster rushed at him, red light flashing from its eyes.
Wizards are usually weak in close combat, so Benjamin quickly tried to tell the soldiers to protect Park Minwoo.
But then he saw something that shocked him.
Park Minwoo noticed the S-rank host.
He could have destroyed it instantly, but he let it attack him on purpose.
‘People are wrong about wizards being weak in close combat.’
He knew that most wizards were weak up close, but Park Minwoo was different.
In his past life as Alexandr, he had wanted to be better than aura swordsmen with magic. So, he had found many ways to fight in close combat.
Then, he met Roman Dmitry.
It helped him improve his close combat skills a lot, and he used those skills in this life.
He always imagined fighting Roman Dmitry to train himself. He didn’t fight easy opponents; he always fought Roman Dmitry, even though he lost every time.
So, an S-rank hunter was no problem for him.
When he saw the monster rushing at him, Park Minwoo glanced at Carter.
‘Carter is useless. He’s just getting in the way. He’s been moving troops around since earlier. Someone like you is meaningless here.’
He was angry.
This fight was a chance to prove himself.
He wanted to show that only he and Roman Dmitry could make a difference.
“Flame.”
Flames rose.
Instead of attacking the monster, he covered himself in flames. In an instant, Park Minwoo disappeared into the fire.
The monster kept rushing forward.
It had been a martial artist in its past life, so it used its sharp claws to tear apart Park Minwoo’s body and the flames.
At that moment.
Park Minwoo appeared through the flames.
As the monster tore apart Park Minwoo’s body, it realized it was just an illusion, and lightning struck from the sky.
“Heavenly Lightning.”
Lightning struck wildly.
The monster trembled as the powerful Heavenly Lightning hit it. This magic was created by combining Alexandr’s knowledge with Park Minwoo’s current knowledge.
The monster didn’t understand what was happening.
Park Minwoo had hidden his body with Flame and made it impossible to track his magic. He had also created a decoy with an illusion. Then, he appeared in the sky using space-time magic and hid the space-time magic with the remaining flames. In a split second, he finished casting the 8th Circle magic.
He had to be careful every second.
He quickly trapped the monster, and it used the last of its strength to attack.
He jumped off the ground.
He chased after Park Minwoo.
Park Minwoo landed on the ground and faced the monster head-on without using magic.
He dodged.
He turned his head slightly.
Even though he could die with one mistake, Park Minwoo stared at the monster with cold eyes.
He thought it was funny.
The world used ranks like S-rank to measure people’s strength, but to him, who had fought Roman Dmitry, it was meaningless.
He grabbed its face.
In a mere 0.1 seconds, they clashed. Park Minwoo unleashed the magic he had prepared.
“Hell Fire.”
Bang!
Whoosh!
The monster screamed as flames wrapped around its body, burning like a raging firestorm.
Its face was destroyed, and the creature fell, unable to move.
It was a shocking scene.
An S-rank Hunter, already strong, had become even stronger after transforming, with healing abilities beyond human comprehension.
This was why the LA team had been pushed back repeatedly. A former friend had become a powerful enemy, causing many American soldiers to die at the hands of the martial artist Hunter.
Yet, the battle ended in an instant.
Park Minwoo defeated the S-rank host easily, not even showing his full power.
Then,
“I will kill all the bastards who stand in the way of His Imperial Majesty.”
With a fierce look, he went to find more enemies.
The situation was quickly resolved.
The LA response team and reinforcements, including three S-rank Hunters, didn’t need to do anything.
Even as the enemies fought back, Park Minwoo’s powerful magic destroyed everything around them.
Whoosh.
Whoosh!
Roman Dmitry walked alone across the black, smoking ground. The air smelled of fire and death. Around him, the land was broken and destroyed, a terrible reminder of the battle.
It was a strange sight.
So many had died in the ruined land, yet neither Park Minwoo, who fearlessly cleared the path, nor Roman Dmitry, who followed, seemed concerned.
As if it was normal, they moved forward, quickly securing dozens of kilometers.
Thud! Thud!
Roman Dmitry was lost in thought.
In this new life, he hadn’t needed to use more than the second move of the Demonic Heavenly Sword Art’s mid-stage against any enemy.
The Demonic Heavenly Sword Art grew stronger with each move.
Using the Demonic Heavenly Army Steps would greatly increase its power, but since the first move of the mid-stage was enough, he didn’t even consider it.
Weak.
Even S-rank Hunters and monsters didn’t make him worry.
He prepared for unexpected things, but there was nothing to worry about.
‘I am stronger than when I defeated the Demon King. People here can’t withstand my sword, but I hope to find someone strong enough to make me use my full power.’
This was strange for someone so strong. He wanted to be the strongest, but he also wanted to find someone as strong as him to fight.
So, he was excited about the Vampire Lord, the being who had killed two S-rank Hunters.
He hoped he would be strong.
He told the LA team he would face the Vampire Lord alone, not because they would change anything, but because he wanted to face him alone.
He wanted to see if he was strong enough to make him use the later stages of the sword art. He wanted to know if someone equal to him existed in this world.
He walked on.
Because of Park Minwoo’s intense magic, nothing stopped Roman Dmitry from reaching the blocked path.
Finally,
Flap.
[You are insects, not humans.]
The Vampire Lord appeared in the sky, flapping his large, thin wings.
These two humans were different from the ones he had faced before.
Facing Roman Dmitry, the Vampire Lord immediately knew he was dangerous.
[A strong human? Interesting. But strength means nothing to a king like me. Prepare to be destroyed.]
Rumble.
Red light flashed in his eyes.
The Vampire Lord raised his pale fingers and pointed at Roman Dmitry.
[I, the king of the abyss, will give you my full power.]
Flash.
Wham!
Magic gathered at his fingertip.
Dark red magic burst out, aiming to destroy Roman Dmitry completely.
It was a terrifying attack.
Anything touched by the dark red magic was instantly destroyed, and the Vampire Lord was sure Roman Dmitry would die instantly.
Wham!
Wham!
A huge explosion occurred.
The dark red magic exploded against Roman Dmitry’s sword, stopping it from moving forward.
The Vampire Lord’s eyebrows twitched.
He dared to block the attack.
From that moment, he attacked like crazy.
[Foolish humans, you dare challenge me? You will learn your place!]
Rumble.
Wham!
The sky turned black.
Reacting to the Vampire Lord’s magic, dark red flames rained down, and masses of magic struck Roman Dmitry.
Explosions happened again and again.
Dozens, hundreds of attacks exploded without stopping, destroying everything around Roman Dmitry and creating a thick cloud of dust.
S-rank Hunters couldn’t withstand it.
Caught in the attacks, they died, their heads blown off by the Vampire Lord’s sharp claws.
This time would be no different.
The Vampire Lord used his magic, waiting for Roman Dmitry to fall.
However,
Suddenly,
Rumble.
[Impossible! How can a human withstand my power?!]
Roman Dmitry appeared through the dust cloud.
The Vampire Lord had used his full power, but Roman Dmitry seemed unharmed.
All of the Vampire Lord’s attacks were blocked.
Roman Dmitry intentionally defended, letting the opponent attack, and after blocking everything, he understood.
“Now I understand.”
He was sure he was stronger than in his past life.
In a new world he had never known, even as the Heavenly Demon, he thought he would just keep moving forward.
Endless growth.
But now he knew.
It wasn’t just growth.
Roman Dmitry had crossed the edge of worlds.
He had grown even after defeating the Demon King, and his body changed as he crossed that edge.
To handle the pressure of this new world, Roman Dmitry absorbed strong magic energy and entered a new stage he had never known, even as the Heavenly Demon.
It was a completely new stage, beyond even the realm of heaven.
The beings of this life could not withstand the Demonic Heavenly Sword Art not only because they were weak, but also because Roman Dmitry had become even stronger.
So, this new form of the Demonic Heavenly Divine Art needed a new name.
‘I will call this the realm of God.’
He was certain the Vampire Lord was no match.
Roman Dmitry had hoped his opponent would be strong, but he didn’t need to increase his attack.
The reason was simple.
Step.
He took a step.
He used his magic and swung his sword at the Vampire Lord.
‘The first move of the Demonic Heavenly Sword Art’s mid-stage.’
The attack that had blown away the Green Dragon’s head was enough.
The Vampire Lord was said to be an SS-rank, but strength depends on who you compare it to.
To the people who arrived late,
[This is ridiculous…… Kraaah!]
Wham!
Wham!
The Vampire Lord’s body was torn apart.