My Lord Who Is Being Prudent! [EN]: Chapter 127

§ 127 – Demon King

The shattered space imploded.

In an instant, the scenery twisted, and my vision became a chaotic blur.

The raging blizzard vanished without a trace.

The landscape before me was a vast, desolate plain.

It was a wasteland where even the vegetation was withered and twisted.

The blazing sun scorched the earth, offering no respite to any living thing.

This was not a scene one would expect to find in the frigid North.

It resembled a desert more than anything.

In fact, the blizzard from moments ago was more representative of the North’s environment.

Was the shattered space truly a part of the Phantasm World [a world of illusions and dreams]?

Or was this yet another, different space within the Phantasm World?

Interfering with space meant intervening in the fundamental laws that govern this world.

That’s why, even if it’s called a Phantasm World or an illusion,

it shouldn’t be dismissed as mere trickery.

The moment you completely intervene and interfere with space,

it is no longer a trick but a distorted reality, a tangible fact.

My senses became jumbled and confused.

My mind became complexly distorted.

“Why can’t you understand me?”

A clear voice cut through the chaos.

I turned towards the source.

A man was walking across the wasteland.

A man with dark black hair.

A Dark Elf, resembling Aslandiz and Sera.

However, unlike the pure Sera,

he exuded a cold and dark aura.

“Dyson.”

Aslandiz’s voice rang out.

Aslandiz’s son, Sera’s brother.

And the mastermind behind the chaos in the North, Dyson.

Dyson stopped walking.

Dyson’s gaze swept from left to right, taking in his surroundings.

The soldiers of Battenberg and the Arcanic Magic Corps [a specialized magic unit].

And the knights of Cyan and Ruben.

Finally, his eyes landed on Aslandiz and Sera.

Dyson’s gaze lingered on them.

“Have you joined hands with humans?”

A cold voice flowed from Dyson’s mouth.

At the same time, a chilling aura erupted from him.

Betrayal, anger, resentment.

Magic fueled by negative emotions surged.

A crimson glow emanated from Dyson.

The trembling, vibrating light was unlike the magic of typical wizards.

It was closer to the madness and deceit emitted by the Seven Demon Lords, Sloth and Lust.

Dyson’s madness flickered, and his crimson eyes turned towards Aslandiz.

“Have you joined hands with humans to kill your own son, your own kin?!”

KWAHHHHHHHH─!

With Dyson’s cry, an enormous wave of madness erupted.

Just facing it made my mind reel.

A fear like staring into the abyss loomed over me.

In an instant, Aslandiz raised one hand upwards.

At the same time, a dark shadow formed in Aslandiz’s hand, swallowing Dyson’s madness.

The looming madness faltered and receded.

Dyson’s murderous gaze returned to Aslandiz.

The Dark Elf’s Forest Keeper, Aslandiz’s eyes were black.

In contrast, Dyson’s eyes were red.

Father and son.

Dark Elves with the same black hair.

The eyes of the two met,

and magic with opposing powers collided.

KWAAAAANG!

The entire space trembled with a great explosion.

Chanting, or even the completion of a proper formula.

Nothing was needed.

With sheer will alone, magic capable of killing was being cast.

Dyson stretched his hand wide forward.

Red magic coalesced in his hand, creating countless magic spears in the air.

Aslandiz quickly waved his hand, and a curtain of black magic rippled around him.

JJEEOOONG! JJEJEONG!

The moment they touched, the magic spears failed to penetrate the curtain of darkness.

“Father is still Father.”

Dyson acknowledged, his voice laced with bitterness.

The Dark Elf’s Forest Keeper and the 8th Circle Archmage [a mage of immense power], Aslandiz.

He couldn’t hope to defeat Aslandiz at his current level.

Dyson quietly closed his eyes.

He stretched his right arm to the side, drawing upon the magic he possessed.

At the same time, PAJIK─!

The space around his hand distorted, and something long emerged from within.

The World Tree, containing the energy of life.

But now, it was corrupted, containing a darkness stronger than anything else.

Elodie’s staff, Instiz.

The exploding madness, the magic, far exceeded the human range of perception.

“T-This can’t be…”

“How… How can such power exist…!!”

Expressions of shock appeared on people’s faces.

At the same time, they felt a primal fear.

PAJIK, PAJIK─!

Instiz emitted red lightning and was grasped firmly in Dyson’s hand.

Crimson magic loomed, engulfing the surrounding space.

Soon, Dyson stretched out Instiz in his hand forward.

KWAKWAKWAKWAKWA─!!

Indescribable magic was condensed at the end of the staff and exploded in all directions.

Terrible madness erupted outwards.

It tainted the spirit of existence black and devoured consciousness.

“Ugh… !”

“Kuaaaaak!”

Screams of pain erupted from all around.

The soldiers of Battenberg.

The mages of the Arcanic Magic Corps.

All of them could not withstand the erupting madness and were screaming in agony.

Even Osli and Panat hesitated to act rashly.

JJEEOOONG!

Aslandiz hurriedly summoned darkness to counter the looming madness.

But it was not enough.

He couldn’t contain it.

Instiz, with Elodie’s power sealed within.

Even Aslandiz was helpless against that power.

Right then.

SAAAAAAAAA─!!

A thick and dense miasma [a noxious atmosphere or influence] loomed in all directions.

A pitch-black fog like dark clouds arose.

Darkness that dyed the surroundings black.

Dyson’s madness, which had engulfed the space, stirred greatly.

SAAAAAAA─!

The magic that had dominated the area vanished, and a new darkness seized control of the space.

“Huk… ! Huk… !”

“What was I just… ?”

At the same time, the minds of the people who had been tainted by madness were awakened one by one.

“What is this…?”

Dyson was flustered and channeled the power of Instiz.

The magic intensified, and madness painted the darkness crimson red.

However.

KWAZAZAK─!

In the end, it was swept away by the torrent of power and torn apart.

‘Torn… apart? By the difference in power?’

No. That’s not it.

Dyson shook his head firmly.

It’s not a difference in power.

It’s a difference in class [a measure of inherent strength or potential].

This was something that happened due to the difference in class.

Even a vast, existential class.

‘But how could that be…?’

Dyson wore an unbelievable expression.

The power Dyson was using now was not ordinary power.

The absolute power residing in Instiz.

The power of Elodie, who was called the Great Mage a thousand years ago.

And Exceed [a state of surpassing limitations], which only six people had reached in the long history of the continent.

A transcendent power that cannot be expressed with mere concepts.

It is not a power that one can dare to oppose.

Even the Forest Keeper, Aslandiz, could not withstand this power.

Of course, the power has been greatly diminished over the long years.

However, a new power was contained as Elodie’s power was lost.

That power is not something that an existence can dare to challenge.

To be exact, even Elodie’s power succumbed to that power after a thousand years and was consumed by it.

Such a transcendent power is torn apart by the difference in class…?

The darkness engulfed Dyson’s magic and continued to spread.

Dyson’s gaze naturally turned to one side.

And to the being who commanded that darkness.

Cyan, the blond man, was visible in Dyson’s vision.

He was a human in Dyson’s memory.

He was the human who broke the space of the Phantasm World that Dyson had created.

But something was strange.

The blond human that Dyson was looking at.

That is, Cyan’s level was terrible.

It was so terrible that it defied belief.

How could such a weak human surpass the space of madness that Dyson had created?

And thus, surpass the power of Elodie, the class of Elodie?

‘No way.’

Dyson shook his head firmly.

That could never happen.

It was something that could be defined as impossible in any case.

But something felt wrong.

Whenever he looked at Cyan, an unknown anxiety arose in Dyson’s heart.

So, to be honest, he was the most concerned about him.

Among the tens of thousands of troops, that one human made him uneasy and bothered him.

Unbelievably, even more than Aslandiz.

So.

“I’ll kill you.”

Dyson channeled his magic and swung Instiz.

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Kwareureureung!

Cyan raised his head at the vibration of space.

The terrible magic blooming from Dyson’s entire body.

The magic with a dark red color was beyond Cyan’s perception.

Perhaps it was the power of Elodie residing in Instiz.

But something was strange.

The nature of the power it possessed was different from Elodie’s power.

No matter how much it was swallowed by madness.

The power it possessed was ultimately based on magic.

But the power that is felt now is not magic but evil.

It was so similar to the Seven Demon Lords.

But ironically, it is not the Seven Demon Lords.

Evil is felt, but it is different from evil.

It is only infinitely close to evil, but it is not evil.

Nevertheless, the exploding death energy was infinitely terrible.

Demon King.

Dyson now was no less than a Demon King.

“What is this power… !”

“This is… !”

Panat and Osli looked at Dyson with shocked expressions.

But Cyan did not answer.

The exploding magic.

“He’s coming.”

Cyan clenched his sword tightly and threw himself into the vibrating space.

Hwareureureureuk─!

Thousands of fireballs floated in the sky.

The scorching heat blazed like the sun and poured down on Cyan.

An attack focused on firepower without any particular skill.

I don’t know why all of a sudden.

But I could see the will to kill Cyan at all costs.

It is impossible to face that firepower head-on.

Saak, Cyan’s body turned into darkness in an instant.

He unfolded the Mahon Muyeongbo [a technique for moving like a shadow] and evaded the pouring fireballs.

Following Cyan’s scattering body, Dyson swung Instiz.

It was like a conductor’s gesture.

As expected, thousands of fireballs moved in unison following Cyan.

At that moment.

KWAKWAKWAKWANG!

The fireballs that had been pouring down on Cyan exploded all at once.

In the meantime, a dark shadow descended, and Aslandiz’s figure was visible.

Dyson gritted his teeth and said.

“Are you going to interfere with me─!”

Dyson’s words were cut off at once.

And KWAKWANG!

A huge explosion erupted around Dyson.

Osli’s huge greatsword was pushing back the overflowing red barrier.

Jjeojeok─!

Small cracks began to form in the red barrier.

Osli, a mid-level master.

As befits his huge bear-like physique, he was specialized in strength among the masters.

Dyson lowered the outstretched Instiz.

The barrier that had been wrapped around Dyson became a sharp awl in an instant.

Pasasak─!

Vast magic was fired, and Osli was pushed back greatly.

And that empty space was filled with blue magic.

KWAAAAANG!

Blue flames soared around Dyson.

The flames were connected to each other, burning the awl of magic that had been looming.

Panat and the Arcanic Magic Corps.

It was the flames created by the magic they had unleashed.

“We’ll help too!”

“Everyone, help the Margrave [a noble title]!”

Following them, Sera and the Dark Elf sentinels.

And the Battenberg troops rushed in all at once.

Dyson swung Instiz again and exploded magic.

Kwang!

Jjeojeok!

The earth vibrated, and a fierce battle unfolded.

At the end, Dyson staggered and stepped back.

“It’s annoying… !”

Dyson gritted his teeth.

Dark anger bloomed, and dark red magic exploded.

The madness that blooms.

“Oh, you who have disappeared into the boundary of nothingness…”

Dyson’s mouth twitched.

Chanting magic.

Magic that is simply realized with will is faster to cast, but its power is halved.

The formula of quickly realized magic is shaken.

That’s why the magic of no chanting is called the ultimate state.

A high level was needed to complete the magic even in the shaking formula.

That’s why no chanting is called the ultimate state.

That doesn’t mean that it is more powerful than chanting magic.

Rather, chanting magic cast by a high-level mage who uses no chanting.

That brought an explosive increase in power.

“Kneel!”

KUOOOONG!

A pressure of enormous weight pressed down on the entire space.

Cyan’s knees almost buckled for a moment.

But he gritted his teeth and barely endured the pressure.

“Kkeueuk… !”

“Kkuaaak… !”

But others could not.

They could not withstand the pressing pressure and collapsed to the floor.

Dyson’s Instiz was pointed forward.

“The distortion of karma, the distortion in the formless…”

Dyson’s mumbling chanting is heard again.

KIIIIING─!

A tearing tinnitus sound is heard, and countless magic circles are created in all directions.

“Explode!”

KWAAAAAAANG!!!

A huge sound that cannot be compared to the mumbled chanting erupted.

The surroundings were engulfed in explosions, and a thick dust that obscured the vision rose.

A terrible power that seemed to have destroyed the entire space.

“Keuheok… !”

A sound of someone vomiting blood was heard.

The dust fog subsided, revealing the scene inside.

And what was seen was not the corpses of many people who had been caught in the explosion.

Darkness and magic.

A barrier of magic mixed with black and blue was protecting the entire area.

Aslandiz and Panat.

And Sera and the sentinels, the Arcanic Magic Corps.

They used all their power to unleash magic that countered Dyson’s chanting magic.

Dyson, who uses the power of Instiz, was no different from a Demon King.

It was not easy to stop the chanting magic he unfolded.

Red blood flowed down from the corner of Panat’s mouth.

“Now is the time!!”

Soon, Panat shouted.

At the same time, a dark shadow soared above Panat.

Cyan once again unfolded the Mahon Muyeongbo and shot towards Dyson.

Dyson, who was no less than a Demon King.

However, Dyson was not fully using the power of Elodie.

Although Elodie’s power was truly transcendent.

Dyson’s capabilities were not fully drawing out that power.

Perhaps that’s why he didn’t act rashly.

It seemed like he was hiding inside the Phantasm World by unfolding magic.

That’s why Dyson was alone.

There were no mad barbarians or Dark Elves following him.

He probably didn’t think we could find his location.

Especially this fast.

But Cyan found Dyson’s location at once.

He broke his expectations and made it impossible to even properly defend.

On the other hand, this side had a majority.

There was also an army accompanied by many troops.

“You… !”

Dyson’s face was distorted.

He moved his hands quickly, and Instiz was swung around.

Every time Instiz swept through the air, red magic exploded.

At the same time, thousands of magic arrows floated around Dyson.

Pabababak.

Thousands of magic arrows were fired at Cyan’s darkness that was rushing in.

Cyan faced the approaching magic arrows and did not avoid them.

At that moment.

A group of people wearing black armor rushed in front of Cyan.

The Knights of Ruben.

They each raised their swords and cut down the pouring arrows of magic.

Kang─! Kakang!

Jjeojeong─!

“These guys… !!!”

KWAAAAAA─!

With Dyson’s anger, crimson magic erupted around Instiz.

Magic close to infinity.

The endless world of magic unfolded and engulfed the looming space.

But.

SAAAAA─!

The looming darkness swallowed such a world of magic.

The blooming madness and magic could not resist the darkness and were swallowed.

“What is this… !”

A clear emotion of embarrassment was etched on Dyson’s face.

“Mahon Sura Sword [a powerful sword technique].”

And the faint voice that is heard.

Looking at that place, a dark shadow that had come at some point was looming.

Soon, the darkness took shape, and the figure of a human, Cyan, emerged.

The blooming pitch-black darkness.

The raised sword.

“Form 1.”

The power beyond the faintness felt in the meantime.

Dyson faced that power and was able to recall the anxiety he had felt earlier once again.

‘This is…’

The anxiety grows thicker.

It spread into an ominous and very unpleasant premonition.

Blooming from deep within the chest.

A truly ominous premonition that he might die here.