Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 488

Magic is a Waste to Learn – Episode 489 (489/502)

# 489

Will Flowers Bloom on a Burning Field? (2)

Legion’s beard is unkempt. His eyes are sunken, and dark circles ring his face.

He’s going through the toughest time of his life.

He suddenly looked back on his past.

What kind of life had he lived?

Wow!

Tears welled up.

How many people have lived as sad a life as I have?

There was even a time when my intelligence was so low that I almost became friends with a dog.

There’s probably no one as knowledgeable about dieting as I am.

I even wore crazy armor to lose weight and lived like a non-human for six months.

Every time I went through hardship, my title rose.

It seems strange now that I think about it.

It’s some kind of manipulation.

Like, ‘You’ve suffered, so here, have a piece of cake.’

Before I knew it, I had made a lot of money and even risen to the title of Duke.

In the kingdom, only the royal family outranks me.

To others, it would seem like a pretty successful life.

But!

Why don’t I feel that way at all?

I’m really dying inside.

It was really not something a human should do.

Look at me!

It took me half a year just to adapt to 100 times the gravity (I still haven’t realized it’s 200 times the gravity).

I couldn’t do anything during that time.

In the outside world, I could run 100 meters in the blink of an eye.

Here?

At first, it took about an hour. It was almost like a snail crawling.

My body was so heavy that my internal organs were on the verge of rupturing. I used all my super magic power to prevent that.

I used super magic power 24 hours a day to withstand the compression of my body.

Even when I slept, even when I breathed, the moment I released my super magic power, my body would be compressed by my weight and ‘boom!’ it would explode.

If I had come here at the level of a Grand Master, I wouldn’t have lasted an hour before dying.

To come here to get stronger and die because you can’t overcome your own weight.

Where else would there be such a tragedy?

Anyway, for six months, I focused solely on surviving against this ridiculous gravity.

The monsters that appeared incessantly were actually nothing. How frustrating it was when things that couldn’t even be killed in one hit were being annoying right in front of my eyes.

When an ant I had seen many times appeared and tapped my toes, saying, ‘Hey, friend, shall we have a race?’, I wanted to step on it and kill it.

I am generous.

I was generous enough not to step on it and kill it.

“Get lost!”

“Wow, you’re a really slow human. Shall I show you how fast I am?”

“I said get lost!”

Ah, geez!

I couldn’t believe my eyes.

The ant was using martial arts.

Or was it?

Was it an ant that had adapted to 200 times the gravity and become incredibly fast?

Ah, I don’t know.

I don’t know, but I am slower than an ant.

As time passed, I was barely able to adapt to the gravity.

Around the time I adapted to the gravity-

A huge skyscraper that seemed to have no end suddenly appeared before my eyes.

There was an arrow pointing and saying, ‘Enter.’ I entered because it told me to.

When I entered, it said, ‘You can’t leave,’ again.

How am I supposed to deal with this absurd situation?

-If you want to leave, clear all the floors.

“How many floors are there?”

-9999 floors.

…….

Legion was speechless.

Even if it was a facility created by a dragon, this is ridiculous. 9999 floors? It would take a year just to walk.

But I couldn’t just walk.

Monsters I had never seen before attacked me non-stop on each floor.

When I barely reached around the 1000th floor, monsters surpassing the Grand Master level appeared in large numbers.

When I climbed to around the 2000th floor while vomiting blood, monsters at the Super Grand Master level attacked me in droves, saying, ‘You can’t go any further.’

No way!

Isn’t this actually Preitia’s trap to lock me up?

How on earth could that bitch create such a ridiculous facility?

Well, it’s the author’s will, so what can’t she do? She’s already thrown plausibility to the dogs.

Let’s not argue.

Let’s just think about me suffering because this ridiculous facility was created.

I couldn’t know exactly how much time had passed.

At night, the sky is full of stars.

The stars were clustered with time.

-120 days remaining.

-If you don’t clear this, you’re human trash. Even if you get out of here, you won’t be able to do your part.

When I lie down to take a break, I get so angry because of those words that I get up again.

“I’ll clear it! I’ll definitely clear it and show that I’m better than Drazzer! 100 times the gravity! That’s nothing!”

Poor Legion.

He doesn’t know that he almost died several times in 200 times the gravity.

* * *

Bacon regained consciousness.

“Am I alive?”

He blocked thousands of huge energy blasts fired by the God-level Undead with his exclusive servants. To be exact, he was the first to jump in and block it head-on.

It was more evil and powerful than any magic.

If he hadn’t squeezed out all his magic power, he wouldn’t have been able to extinguish its energy.

I can roughly imagine what would have happened if that had happened.

The walls that Galileo had painstakingly built would have disappeared without a trace.

Defense towers and barriers were useless against his energy that transcended common sense.

It would have evaporated everything at once.

I’m just dumbfounded as to why such a monster appeared in the human realm.

Bacon said to Lotto, squeezing it out.

“Retreat everyone! We need to concentrate our forces in one place. We can’t stop them with our power alone.”

Lotto answered with tears in his eyes.

“Okay. I understand. You will be in my heart forever. Goodbye, friend. I will honor you until the moment I die.”

What is it?

My friend is crying.

He says he will honor me until the moment I die.

But why do I feel so dirty?

Why do I feel like punching that bastard in the face?

Unfortunately, there was no time to punch that bastard in the face.

“Go! Hurry!”

“Goodbye! My friend!”

The friends retreated, leading their troops without looking back.

Ah, damn it.

The author was right to kill me.

But…….

Will my master wail when he sees my death? Will he explode with anger and shout, ‘I will never forgive you!’ and level up?

No matter how I think about it, I don’t think so.

So please grant my little wish!

I haven’t gotten married yet either.

I’ve only kissed Hazel, so please let me live at least until I get married.

And Bacon lost consciousness.

…….

……

…

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Surprisingly, Bacon regained consciousness. An ordinary person would pray to God.

But Bacon was already praying to the author who was writing a novel showing the end of the line.

Thank you. Thank you.

I mean it.

“Ugh.”

Bacon got up. His dantian [energy center in the body] was empty. All of his magic power had been consumed in blocking the God-level Undead’s bombardment with all his might.

Bacon is a Grand Master.

He was far beyond the realm of ordinary people.

Unlike other martial artists, he didn’t need to sit and gather mana all day long.

Mana fills up on its own even if you stay still. It was also possible to forcibly gather the natural power around you to fill up your magic power.

Bacon took a deep breath and quickly gathered his magic power. Since his dantian had grown so large, it would probably take 1-2 hours to regain his original strength.

But the problem was that he didn’t know what would happen during those 1-2 hours.

Bacon looked around. The evil energy emitted by the Undead Legion was still vibrating throughout the area.

He climbed to the top of the tallest tree in the area in one breath.

“It’s swarming.”

Bacon realized where he was. He must have been caught in the shockwave and flown over two or three mountain peaks and crashed here.

Thanks to that, I can see the situation at a glance.

The eastern wall was half collapsed. All kinds of undead were marching in front of it as far as the eye could see. Fortunately, all the troops had retreated.

But…….

“Those bastards…….”

The friends remained on the wall and were single-handedly blocking the incoming Undead Legion.

Exclusive servants.

The martial artists who had been with Duke Legion from the beginning.

That’s why their feelings for their master are affectionate. Their master’s territory was being devastated.

This place is our land as well as our master’s land.

Never-

I will not let it be trampled on by dirty things.

The friends have the same feelings as me.

“Bastards, you talked like you were going to run away.”

For some reason, the tip of my nose tingled.

“Hoo.”

Bacon used all his might to use martial arts and ran to his comrades.

* * *

Twenty-four Sword Masters and 7th circle mages.

They are rare magic swordsmen in the human realm, but they were fighting hard.

I suddenly thought of the five friends who went to the Orc village to get married.

Originally, there were thirty deserters captured by the master. Twenty-five of them became exclusive servants, and five of them married Amazon orcs.

They are now living well with lots of children.

I don’t know if the orcs are great-

I don’t know if they are great, but they have three or four children at a time when they give birth.

In other words, everyone is constantly giving birth to twins.

In particular, Kali gave birth to triplets three times in a row. That means she has 9 children.

Amazing.

I want to applaud.

Thanks to that, I only saw him twice after we broke up then. He said he was so tired of raising children that he even became depressed.

Unfortunately, they gave up their path as warriors. The goal of those friends is to raise their children safely until they become adults.

I understand.

But we chose the path of warriors. Pirania was the only one who got married.

And we reached a realm that we had never dreamed of.

Sword Master.

We are deserters.

If it’s a dream, it’s just eating three meals a day without starving.

Wow-

We’ve come a long way.

Right, guys?

I roamed the battlefield to my heart’s content.

I enjoyed as much luxury as I could.

So-

Now, let’s all repay our master’s kindness.

It was by no means easy to block the magic swords that the twenty-four Sword Master-level magic swordsmen were scattering.

Even the legion commander-level undead, such as the 3rd grade evolved Predatory Beast, Soul Stealer, and Dark Angel, could not stop their powerful power and fell like fallen leaves.

But-

Their power has also reached its limit.

It doesn’t work on the 2nd grade evolved legendary undead.

To be exact, if it’s one or two, they have enough power to fight…….

Look!

The Bone Dragon, Lich Mamon’s summon, fills the sky.

There are at least dozens of them.

More than a hundred moving Dark Towers are rushing in.

How can twenty-four people stop those things?

Okay.

Let’s say we can somehow stop those things.

But that alone was impossible.

The monster that sent Bacon, who showed a different level of power among his friends, flying with one blow.

It was impossible to stop the ultra-giant God-level Undead with the abilities of exclusive servants.

The ultra-giant God-level Undead that looks like a grub.

It also has a name. People in the God Realm called it ‘Ancient’.

Because it was an ultra-ancient monster that appeared with the emergence of mankind.

What’s even scarier is-

This is not an adult.

If it absorbs more death and evil energy, it will transform into a monster similar to a giant moth.

The God Realm called it ‘Ainow’.

Because it was so powerful that even the God Realm couldn’t do anything about that monster.

If it turns into an adult, humanity will be destroyed. That is a foregone conclusion.

The dust of death that occurs each time Ainow flaps its wings flies up to a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

In other words, if it waves its wings once over the continent, it will be covered in the dust of death.

There was nothing that could stop it.

Even a dragon’s breath is impossible.

There is only one way to stop it!

The only way was to end its life before it became an adult.

But how?

How can we stop the grub that indiscriminately shoots out powerful magic power?

“We can’t just die like this.”

Bacon said to the exclusive servants who were in despair.

“Huh? You’re not dead?”

Lotto greeted Bacon with a happy expression.

“I’m not dead yet.”

“You should have just run away. Anyway, if you come here, you’ll all die together.”

“Is it okay elsewhere if you run away? Sooner or later……, those things will destroy the continent.”

“Well…….”

Bacon and the exclusive servants frowned as they looked at the approaching God-level Undead.

What are we supposed to do with that!