A Returner’s Magic Should Be Special - Novel Chapter 70

A Returner’s Magic Should Be Special Novel


Chapter 70. Terrorism (2)



Crash!




Half  melted  parts  of  the  palace  structure  transformed  into dust  that  billowed  out  from  the  epicentre  of  the  magic  duel. Some of the few parts of the palace still  standing proceeded to rain down as a backdrop to the fight.




Zod  bitterly  started  arranging  another  spell.  A  momentary mistake had turned into a costly blunder.




The duel  between Sixth-Circle wizards was finally coming to a-head. The average magic spell was about Fifth-Circle. Various lethal  magical  techniques  typically  employed  by  wizards  had been ruthlessly exchanged.




As  a  result  of  their  fight  the  collapse  of  the  palace  had accelerated.




In the meantime, at a distance not too far away from the duel, the VIPs of the West Kingdom Union had quickened their pace towards the exit staircase.





"What... is... a bolt... out of the blue..."




The King Prillecha had a large physique and as a result was struggling to keep up. After travelling a short distance, he was already gasping for air. Although one of the knights supported him, the speed at which he travelled continued to decrease due to his heavy build. Desir reinforced his strength with magic and supported the other side of King Prillecha.




"It's ridiculous! This can't be happening!"




"It's so irritating!"




The  kings  representing  the  West  Kingdom  Union  looked incensed at the gall of this attack. Their luxurious clothes were coated in dust and some of them had even been hurt as they fell down during the pseudo-earthquake.




One the most pissed off amongst them was King Divide who had  been  playing  hardball   against  the  Hebrion  Empire  just moments  before.  He  couldn't  help  expressing  his  displeasure, betraying just how upset he was.




"How  dare  they  act  so  discourteous!?  I  can't  excuse  this behaviour."




He glared at the fight between Zod and the Crow mask. Then he commanded the knights around him.




"Help Zod immediately and kill that guy!"




In  accordance  with  his  order  the  seven  surviving  knights charged at the Crow mask.




"NO!"




Their enemy was a Sixth-Circle wizard! Desir yelled but it was already too late. The Crow mask glanced at the people running toward him and muttered.




[SPECTRUM SHOWER]




Fifth-Circle magic.




A  shiny  light  circle  formed  above  Crow  mask's  head.  Their bodies were dismembered and disintegrated in an instant.  An invisible ultra-heated beam was all that remained.




King  Divide  saw  this  desolate  sight  and  hastened  his  pace while keeping his mouth shut.




The Crow mask was about to stretch his hand out to invoke another  spell  but  he  had  to  change  his  mind  as  Zod  rapidly closed in on him.




"Where are you looking!?"




[HOWL OF MAGMA]




[BITCHANYEGA.]




Rumble!




The confrontation continued. While the Crow mask and Zod


were standing face-to-face, the VIPs of the West Kingdom Union were able to safely escape the conference room and flee to the lower floors.




Zod  saw  their  departure  and  paused  his  battle  with  Crow mask. He shouted toward Crow mask.




"Who the hell are you?!"




The  Crow  mask  started  invoking  another  spell   instead  of responding to Zod. Zod bitterly mulled over this situation.




'He certainly is a difficult person.'




It was easy for Zod to destroy him if he really tried. He could just put him down with a strong stunning spell, but Zod needed to consider the VIPs of the West Kingdom Union.  He couldn't further destroy the palace by thoughtlessly using huge magic. The  man  in  front  of  Zod  was  aware  of  this  weak  point  too. Therefore, his magic was directed entirely toward these VIPs. Zod had been countering each and every one of them and faced him  while  controlling  his  power  to  minimise  damage  to  the palace.


'Anyhow   I   can   continue   holding   him   off   until   they   all escape...'




At that moment, the Crow finally spoke.




"You are so lackadaisical!"




While listening to him, Zod closed his eyes and expanded his sensory   range   to   cover   the   whole   palace,   as   he   guessed something else was about to happen. He then opened his eyes.




'Shit!'




The entrance to the palace.




He  felt  Fifth-Circle  magic  at  the  place  that  the  VIPs  were heading towards.  It was hidden cleverly so as to not easily be found unless one was extremely focussed on finding it.  It was definitely one of the Crow mask's spells. But it hadn't activated yet.




'Same magic as the first attack.'





It was the Sixth-Circle magic "Eclipse" which the Crow had used   to   attack   the   palace.   There   should   be   some   sign   of preparation  for  magic  at  that  kind  of  level.  However,  it  was activated and overwhelmed the entire palace with no forewarning.




The Crow mask must have somehow finished arranging and formatting  the  magic  in  advance  to  leave  a  spell  that  can  be readily invoked at a moment's notice.




'Wait... Is it an artifact with the capability to memorize?'




An  artifact  that  is  able  to  arrange  and  format  magic  in advance and activate the spell at a later date. Hebrion obtained an  artifact  like  this  by  clearing  a  Level  Three  Shadow  World decades ago, but it was considered a lost artifact in this era.




When Zod thought about that, he suddenly regarded the Crow in a new light. If it was what he assumed, the man facing him was much more dangerous than he originally thought.




'I should stop the trap first.'




As soon as Zod tried to teleport to the lower floor to stop the magic that he had sensed, the Crow mask grabbed ahold of his clothes. They disappeared for a moment and re-appeared again at the same place.




"YOUUU!"




Zod could sense the people closing in on the entrance where the trap was laying in wait. He was starting to get desperate. But the Crow masked man in front of him continued to interrupt his plans to the end.




"...?"




Suddenly,   the   sound   of   steps   approaching   the   entrance stopped, and "Started... retracing their path?"




The   spell   waiting   to   be   invoked   was   fully-analysed   and inverted in a moment. Someone saw through it and deactivated it.


'Was it Desir?'




People walked away leisurely. Zod felt elated.




"Is there another Sixth-Circle level wizard..."




He couldn't read the face covered with the Crow mask, but the face would definitely be contorted in rage. Zod raised his power in  earnest.  As  he  no  longer  needed  to  hold  back,  destructive magic started arranging and formatting in front of him.




"So... Are you ready?"




"Unfortunately, I have nothing to do with you."




To the contrary, the Crow mask stepped back to increase the distance between them.  His body then transformed into black particles and rapidly vanished.




It was teleportation without invoking. It happened so quickly that there was no time to interrupt. No matter what Zod did, he couldn't have reacted in-time.





'What...'




Zod  smiled  bitterly.  The  enemy  had  run  away  but  it  didn't seem to be finished here. The damage was already done, and it seemed as if he had somewhat achieved his goals. As proof of his thoughts, black smoke continued billowing out everywhere in the palace.




"This was crazy."






"How did you know there was magic placed there?"




These were the first words that the Saint spat out after they had completely left the palace through the fuliginous passage. She admired Desir's capability. When people were just running towards   the   entrance,   Desir   suddenly   stopped   people   and inverted the Fifth-Circle magic that had been placed there.  If they had passed through carelessly, all  of them might now be dead.




"Because there is only one entrance to the palace."




Thinking about it calmly, it was not a difficult inference. The attack magic covered the whole palace.  It can only be judged that it was used to target and specifically kill the VIPs inside the palace.




Assuming that the purpose of the Crow mask was to kill all of the leaders of the West Kingdom Union, it naturally follows that the  Crow  would  have  spent  a  bit  of  time  catering  for  the possibility of at least one target, of the many present, managing to slip through the cracks and head for an escape route.




There is only one entrance to the palace. It was simple to set a trap  but  also  simple  to  read.  Following  this  train  of  thought, Desir had to assume that there might be a trap at this escape. As the  result  of  remaining  vigilant,  this  assumption  became  a conviction.




He inverted the Fifth-Circle magic he found by fully-analysing it and allowing the people to leave the palace.




"You got out safely, my King!"




There  were  numerous  traces  of  heroic  battle  outside  the


palace.  Well-arranged  roads  were  partially  wrecked  and  trees were  burning.  The  smell  of  blood  had  also  spread.  The  dead bodies of the Outsiders and the castle's soldiers sprawled in all directions.  The knight troop might have been a feint to block the entrance of the palace.




It seems like the battle had just finished. All of the remaining troops  of  knights  approached.   They  looked  quite  exhausted from this long battle. The VIPs of the great council  conference blended into their respective knight troops.  The knights were considered the pinnacle of security within the continent, so it was safe with them around.




Desir could finally take a moment to look around and gather his  thoughts.  Watching  the  people  evacuating  and  the  smoke rising from buildings within the city, Deltaheim, he figured out the palace was not the only place to get attacked.




It was terrorism on an epic scale. He could see the knights of Deltaheim were going to be fighting against the Outsiders for a while  more.   Desir  asked  one  of  the  knights  that  was  busy maintaining his weapons.




"How's the battle going now?"


He looked Desir up and down, and was then about to ignore him due to the mistaken impression of Desir being just a boy. Luckily Priscilla was there and corrected the mistake.




"Answer his question."




He looked at Desir and Priscilla in turn. The authority of the Saint was overwhelming.  When she pressed for an answer, he could only explain the current situation.




"In Deltaheim now, the packs of Outsiders are running on a rampage.  The soldiers are fighting against them but they have razed major points of interest in the city and managed to split the military forces through vicious means."




Furthermore,  the  abilities  of  each  of  the  Outsiders  were almost  at  the  knight  level.  The  knights  are  an  elite  unit  in combat, so they can fight back and hold their own, but these Outsiders were not at a level that general soldiers could contend with.




"We don't expect them to cut us any slack though."


Desir had also handled some in the past, but it was tough to face the truth.  They had successfully managed to terrorise the place where all  of the kings and important people of the West Kingdom Union had gathered. This huge incident didn't happen in his previous life.




It was an incident unprecedented in the long history of the continent!




If one of the kings representing the West Kingdom Union had died  from  the  terrorist  attack,  then  the  union  would  have received  irrevocable  damage  and  the  coalition  would  quickly crumble. It was a situation on the scale of destroying the West Kingdom Union itself.




And this event was still unfolding.

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