All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 123

It seemed they were really trying to prevent anyone from entering.

Ian looked at the trees in disbelief. The trees, filled with gloomy energy, were trying to block Ian’s path.

He raised his hand towards them.

“Burn. You who block my path.”

The black flames shot from his hand, instantly engulfing the trees.

Pained by the fire, the trees tried to escape the flames.

But could they escape Predion’s Great Magic so easily?

As the burning trees collided with each other and fell, Ian strode forward.

After passing the trees that blocked his path, the fog blocked his way again.

Myaene cried at the sight, and Ian walked again.

When the trees appeared again, he knocked them down and proceeded.

Like that.

Ian easily passed through the fog that no one else could pass through.

He arrived on a path with no more fog or trees.

As Kirke reported that he had completely passed through the formation, Ian frowned.

“What’s that again?”

In the distance, halfway up the mountain, a building could be seen.

In front of a building similar to a *dogwan* [Taoist training hall] where Taoists used to train to become immortals in Cheonchuk, there was a horribly mutilated corpse.

Kirke reported after comparing Subooti’s appearance with the records of those here.

Ian approached his corpse and checked its condition.

Hardened blood.

Rotten wounds.

It seemed like he had been dead for several days.

“Didn’t they say Subooti was strong?”

“Then who could have done this to him?”

“Myaaah……”

Myaene in the bag cried.

Because the clouds near the mountain were starting to stir.

And.

Vast malice began to rise from the *dogwan*.

“Wow. What is this now?”

Ian left Subooti’s corpse and went inside the *dogwan*.

The inside of the *dogwan* was literally hell itself.

Sticky liquids wriggled.

In the center, there was a trace of a large egg that had burst.

“I guess so.”

The clouds in the sky and the *dogwan* were connected by a single line.

Ian frowned at the pungent smell and looked at the line.

“That line is……”

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In addition to them, dozens of demons were approaching.

And half of them were demons that had manifested in the world.

Myaene bristled, feeling the malice approaching as it surrounded the *dogwan*.

Ian stroked the wary Myaene and lightly gripped his sword.

“Kirke. Prepare the Holy Ground Ritual.”

His sword was swung, drawing a line on the floor.

The line continued, and sacred patterns that banished evil began to be quickly engraved on the floor where hell was realized.

“Great one. Have mercy on us,” Ian said in a low voice as one pattern was completed.

At that moment, a part of the realized hell disappeared.

Then, a sacred light was emitted from the pattern.

“You bastard!!”

“What are you doing!!”

A demon resembling a giant bear and a demon resembling an alligator rushed over.

Seeing them, Ian stomped his foot hard.

Cheonma Shin-gong [Heavenly Demon Divine Art], Chapter of the Shattering Sky.

Lord’s Walk [a technique that creates powerful vibrations].

The ones who were running fell over due to the vibration.

Seeing them tumbling awkwardly, he continued to engrave sacred patterns on the floor.

“Great one. Have mercy on us.”

The second prayer flowed out.

The pattern drawn on the muddy ground burst out with an even more powerful sacred light.

The place where the light touched began to be purified.

It wasn’t just that.

The light of the pattern also headed towards the sky, and thanks to that, the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, which was stained with malice, was also being affected.

Perhaps because of that, the approach of the demons who were running was even faster.

“Stop!!”

As the two demons who had been tumbling stood up, Ian used Lord’s Walk again.

They tumbled on the floor again, and in the meantime, he drew another pattern and recited the third prayer.

“Great one. Have mercy on us.”

Only one more time left.

As the holiness that purified the filth began to spread violently, the demons jumped in to stop the ritual.

“Stop it!!”

“I don’t know what that guy is doing! But we have to stop him!!”

The demons charged.

And.

Ian planted his sword on the floor and recited the last prayer.

“Have mercy on us who resist evil.”

-Woooooong!!

With a low vibration sound, the light intensified.

The *dogwan*, which had been the domain of demons until just now, began to be purified.

Was it because of that vast divine power?

The demons who had rushed to strike Ian screamed in pain.

“Aaaaaaah!!”

“Kuaaaaah!!”

It wasn’t just them.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in the sky was also being affected by the holy ground.

The clouds scattered.

The clouds made of malice slowly began to disappear.

Even the monsters contained within were scattered by the power of the holy ground, and by the time the surroundings were purified and the demons disappeared, Ian pulled out the sword he had planted.

“Much better.”

The surroundings were completely purified, and the stench disappeared.

Now, only one line remained.

Ian grabbed that line, and at that moment, stairs descended from the sky, and stairs leading down were created as the ground collapsed.

He fearlessly climbed the stairs.

As he entered the next floor through the light at the end of the stairs, Ian tilted his head.

“What? This?”

Earlier, he had heard from Widron that this upper floor was a labyrinth.

But there were no walls that should have been there.

Ian, who was looking around the labyrinth that had been made straight to the center as if he had no intention of wandering around such a labyrinth, was dumbfounded.

“To waste the world setting like this.”

If the center of the labyrinth was destroyed, there was a waiting period for regeneration like this.

It was thought that the current situation was also that.

“Anyway, I don’t have to look for a path.”

He walked through the place that the person who had gone ahead had broken.

How long had he walked? A giant cow-shaped monster and quite a few explorers were collapsed in front of the stairs.

“Since the labyrinth has been destroyed, the remaining people…… Did they go up?”

As Kirke said, traces remained on the stairs.

Seeing that, Ian climbed the stairs without hesitation.

And when he arrived on the next floor.

“Ha.”

He burst out laughing.

It seemed like they had turned a large smithy into a city.

But this place was also destroyed like the labyrinth below.

The giant furnace, the symbol of the underground world, was destroyed and solidified.

All the golems that should have been there had stopped working.

Not a single dwarf, the resident of the underground world, could be found.

And.

There were things that shouldn’t have been here.

The corpses of quite a few people who appeared to be explorers.

And a giant fox with nine golden tails.

Finally, ten demons were holding the king and stabbing him with swords.

In other words, the demons created a Gate of Hell there and summoned Balshik.

After destroying the labyrinth, they came all the way up here.

As Ian grasped the situation roughly and nodded, a voice that sounded like stones grinding echoed.

“……Who are you?”

Balshik of Arrogance – the one with jet-black hair and no face – asked, and Ian raised his sword.

“Ian Brandon.”

“I see. Then die……”

“Wait. Before that, let me ask too.”

Balshik, who was trying to move his subordinates, tilted his head.

“I will only allow one thing. Speak.”

“Do you know what Pandemonium is?”

At those words, Balshik nodded.

Arrogance made him give out information, thinking that it didn’t matter what he told someone who was about to die.

“It refers to a gathering of demons to create a new world.”

“Then do you know a guy called ‘That Person’?”

“My arrogance can only give one answer.”

At that answer, Ian shrugged.

*Then let’s ask another guy.*

“Then die now.”