The Rebirth Of The Hero’S Party’S Archmage [EN]: Chapter 139

Seigan Wolf Blado had simply wanted to test his powerful magic against a worthy opponent since he was a child.

The passion born from endless trial and error, contained within each of my spells…….

He climbed to the top, a place considered the pinnacle by the world, solely for that purpose… but everywhere he went, worthy adversaries vanished completely in less than a year.

The only one worth fighting with all his strength was Doran Slade, whom he met at the Imperial University exchange meeting at the age of eighteen…….

“Oh dear, how could I ever beat Lord Blado? Can’t you just let me off the hook?”

That unpleasant fellow never gave his all, always running away with such playful behavior.

Soon, life became boring.

Without a proper opponent, his growth began to stagnate… This was why he left the mansion and became an adventurer, despite being the rightful heir to the family.

Even while becoming the 2nd ranked Platinum adventurer, he met many strong opponents, but strangely, he never encountered a strong magician.

So, he began to dream at some point.

‘Tch, what if I had been born in the turbulent times of 300 years ago…….’

He could have competed with the Great Mage Rin. He could have fought against Ulan Page, who made a name for himself as a battle mage in the same era.

Or he could have faced the unidentified black magician who overwhelmed and killed Rin.

Wealth and fame meant nothing to him. Even a short life wouldn’t be bad if he could live upholding his beliefs, like the Great Mage Rin…….

“It’s been 9 years since I last used my bloodline ability against a magician.”

No, that’s…… The moment Seigan swung his blood-soaked hand, Rain immediately twisted his body and rolled to the side.

Almost instantly, with a chilling thud, the ground where he had been standing and the surrounding area caved in and disappeared in a circle.

As if some invisible monster had devoured it with its maw.

“There it is, the Blado family’s bloodline ability! Now you’re finished, traitor!”

Right, Blado was like this… The boy’s lips twisted involuntarily as he looked up at Seigan, who was forming hand seals with one hand.

This was the Blado family’s bloodline ability, known as ‘Rooted Magicians,’ Blood Magic—a secret art that uses the caster’s blood as a magical catalyst.

But to cleanly obliterate the space itself like this, what kind of magic did he graft onto it?

“……!”

The moment he tried to incinerate the second incoming drop of blood with flames, the blood drop flashed dazzlingly white… His heart leaped.

“The fire… disappeared?”

As if an elite archer’s arrow pierced through a magical barrier, a large hole appeared in the flames, and other blood droplets surged through the gap.

“A-baaht!”

If he hadn’t managed to deflect it with the Asura Rod, his wish-fulfilling jewel, he would be… Cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Thud, the part of the Asura Rod that the blood touched vanished as if it were a lie. Of course, flames immediately surged up and filled the vanished area.

Staring blankly at it, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he voiced it.

“This isn’t… some kind of space-cutting magic. Is it spacetime translocation?”

Spacetime translocation is a dark magic representing the abyss.

As the Black Sun Karenden did, it can be used with a formulaic Luthishen, but the difficulty is said to be in the realm of the gods.

If a regular magician were to use it, the possibility of being consumed by the abyss is high, so the lineage would have been cut off after the Holy Empire banned it…….

Hmph, as if rewarding the boy for reaching the correct answer, Seigan explained the principle of the magic to him.

“Based on the rune of Sending (送) [transfer or conveyance], I added fluidity with the runes of Brightness (烱) [clarity or luminosity] and Kindling (炂) [ignition or sparking], and finally, I amplified the lethality to the extreme with the runes of Gleam (晱) [glimmer or shimmer] and Gale (颲) [violent wind or tempest]. Thanks to my bloodline ability, coordinate calculation is instantaneous.”

“So, it’s a 5-star spell……?!”

“That’s right. The moment the blood droplet arrives, I activate the magic with the bloodline ability’s hand seals, sending the coordinates where the blood is묻은 [buried or stained] to an unknown dimension, completely annihilating them.”

In that explanation, even magicians who had reached the gold rank with magic solely for combat could only gape in amazement.

“To combine spacetime translocation and a bloodline ability to complete a 5-star magic with ultimate lethality…….”

“It’s easy to say, but how could anyone even think of using spacetime translocation as combat magic… The level of imagination is different from us ordinary people.”

While the magicians were sending such praises, Eldevihg’s eyes narrowed as he watched the battle from the hill across the way.

‘Now, what are you going to do, Rain Ludwig?’

You clearly said you would attract attention. But even if you attract attention, if you die without doing anything, that action has no meaning.

‘What are you aiming for?’

If you use those eyes like when you defeated Shar’kas, you could defeat him quickly, even if there would be some damage.

“I would like to enjoy this time more, but the playtime is over now.”

Seigan drew a straight line, sharply raising his arm and slashing down greatly, scattering blood droplets into the air.

Seeing the heavens and earth disappearing the moment those droplets touched them, it felt like the hairs on his head would stand on end and fall out.

The seamless coordination of magic and bloodline ability, lightning strikes and the ground underfoot instantly freezing into ice or poisonous fog rolling in… and when mobility is cut off, blood comes flying.

‘Incredibly strong, really…….’

His lips twitched involuntarily.

The moment he thought he had narrowly dodged the fourth attack by soaring high into the air, Seigan clasped his hands together.

‘Clasping hands? Like Karenden used?’

For a moment, Alakish’s teachings flashed through his mind, startling him, but it seemed to be a different way of using it.

As Seigan spread his arms wide, the blood flowing from the cuts on both palms intertwined into the shape of a spear.

Perhaps due to the reverberation of extreme spacetime translocation magic, crimson currents flickered around the blood spear, emitting high-frequency sounds that seemed to crack the dimensions.

‘Indeed.’

He was genuinely impressed. He had reached perfection in using his bloodline ability.

Blood droplets inevitably have to be slow. But what if blood is made to have such a heavy mass?

Moreover, in the form of a spear, a straight line that minimizes air resistance.

“I’ve perfectly captured you. There’s zero chance of evading.”

Watching Seigan pull back the hand gripping the blood spear with all his might while stepping forward, he couldn’t help but think this.

It was fortunate that Kiran had opened the transfer gate leading to Trident Point.

So that he could meet Seigan Wolf Blado here, like this.

“No matter what magic you use, it’s useless! Spacetime translocation will be activated at the front of the blood spear, easily blowing away that magic and piercing your head.”

Certainly, the destructive power resulting from that combination is not something that ordinary magic can dare to block.

In this perfectly captured situation, if he had to take a direct hit.

But this old magician from 300 years ago also has a finishing move to end the match.

“Floating in the air is your miscalculation. Now, what are you going to do?”

Tilting his upper body, causing his center of gravity to shift forward rapidly, and the moment Seigan threw the spear towards him with the momentum of that recoil.

The moment the blood scattered ominously along the trajectory of the blood spear, annihilating everything it touched.

The moment Kasena urgently shouted something, the moment Aki stretched out both hands towards him and spewed flames from his mouth.

Thunder (雷) [lightning].

Field (場) [area].

Throw (投) [cast].

Fall (落) [descend].

Shear (剡) [sever].

The 11th Great Mage’s hands were already forming those hand seals—the hand seals he created himself, so familiar and intimate.

“That combination of hand seals is…… Great Mage Rin’s?!”

The moment that sequence of hand seals was completed, the goosebumps that rose uncontrollably from the top of the Magic City Seigan’s head to his toes…….

The legacy left on this land by the youngest Great Mage in history, who held the title of Great Mage of the Hero Party, the ultimate 5-star combat magic.

It wasn’t a magic that could be used simply by forming those hand seals. He had to calculate an incredibly complex formula using the source runes.

‘What is it?’

Sweat beaded on Leoren’s forehead, who had been leisurely drinking and watching the magic battle. The magic power was swirling so eerily…….

‘Is that how happy you are, Serwaybon?’

Serwaybon, hanging on the back of the Palace Star, was pulsating brighter and more powerfully than Leoren had ever seen.

‘That’s so similar to the magic used by the Great Mage Rin that it makes you cry?’

The sky, which had been dry and blue, was dyed a bewitching red. When the sky lost its color, even the clouds lost their purity and turned into a dark, mottled gray.

“First Thunder (第一雷).”

The moment the caster’s command was given, a supernatural flame that whitened the sky appeared and plunged down onto the blood spear’s trajectory.

The source rune, Thunder (雷) [lightning], roars.

Field (場) [area] convulses, opening a hole (穴) [aperture].

The power that shook the heavens and earth exploded across the sky according to the caster’s command, causing the eyes of all the magicians to tremble with horror.

“““───!”””

A secret among secrets of lightning magic, harmoniously blending the various properties of each rune—Field (場) [area], Throw (投) [cast], Fall (落) [descend], Shear (剡) [sever]—to maximize the power of the Thunder rune…….

The ultimate 5-star magic that Rin, who had built a dazzling legacy as the Great Mage of the Hero Party, created when he pacified the turbulent era.

The storm caused by the clash of 5-star magic was not just at the level where the clothes and hair of everyone present were fluttering wildly.

It was at a level where it was difficult to even maintain one’s balance, so the soldiers had to drive their spears and swords into the ground.

In that storm, Willis of the Special Task Force, who was shielding his eyes with his arms from the fiercely rushing dust clouds, shouted urgently.

“There’s no way there won’t be aftereffects! Deploy a defensive barrier! Protect the main force, protect His Highness!”

At that moment, the front of the blood spear flew away, and at the same time, a huge hole was created in the lightning strike. As the blood spear escaped through the gap where spacetime had been deleted.

“Second Thunder.”

Once again, an overwhelming amount of heat from the lightning strike swept low across the ground, swirling with a terrifying heat that caused blisters to form on the skin.

“Third Thunder.”

Clearly, there was no direct damage from the magic. But there wasn’t…….

“Fourth Thunder.”

The aftereffects caused by that 5-star magic alone were so fatal that they could threaten lives.

“Fifth Thunder.”

So much so that Pipi immediately wrapped Kasena and Aki in flames.

“Sixth Thunder.”

A festival of flames that seemed to change the very principles of the world…….

When the flashes that seemed to burn the cornea, the explosions that seemed to tear the eardrums, and the storm of residual heat that made the skin tingle ended, the nearby wetlands had dried up, revealing the bottom.

The magicians, soaked in cold sweat, stared blankly at each other.

“That little brat erased the Magic City’s 5-star magic that even changes the terrain……?”

In the silence where even providence held its breath, the boy’s hood, who had landed leisurely on the ground, was removed, revealing black hair that was unattractively matted with grime.

Beneath that hair, eyes that sparkled bewitchingly like rubies…….

At those familiar external features, Crown Prince Raida twitched both eyebrows, and then the boy pointed at Seigan with his index finger and smiled.

“You still have one shot left…… right?”

Amazing.

Ah, really amazing.

The boy’s eyes, facing Seigan, who was flushed red with excitement, were asking, of course you have a way to block that last shot, right?

“Hmph! The answer is, of course, YES!”

The next moment, the moment an enormous amount of blood, enough to cause symptoms of anemia, gushed out from both of Seigan’s palms.

The moment those bloods frantically sparked with eerie currents and merged into a huge shield in the air above Seigan’s head.

Once again, the one moment when the lightning strike leading the thunderous light that would incinerate the heavens and earth came plunging down into his vision.

“……?!”

“……?!”

The eyes of the strongest magician of the old generation and the strongest magician of the current generation widened almost simultaneously.

The two transcendent magics should have collided and scattered a fierce aftershock in all directions… but suddenly, a transparent bubble with a diameter of 2 meters appeared at the point of collision.

Inside that sphere, the flames and blood seemed to be mixing fiercely, but perhaps because they were losing power, the turbulence gradually subsided.

And the next moment, pop, a hole was pierced in the upper part of the bubble, and all the power, noise, and heat were discharged high into the sky due to the pressure difference—like a fountain of light.

A level of magical control that could be called surreal art…… Sweat beaded on Seigan’s forehead.

‘This is clearly Karenden’s sealing technique, which is only inherited by the direct descendants of the Page family.’

The ‘strongest’ magician turned his gaze to the source of the sharp magic power that felt like needles were pricking the pores of his entire body.

The boy also looked in that direction, and on the face of the girl who belatedly followed their gaze…… a bright smile bloomed.

A light purple flower had bloomed in the midst of fifty-odd cavalrymen on the southwestern hill of the Far North Branch. The world called that flower the ‘best’ magician of the modern era.

Her name was Madelia Page.