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Return of The 8th Class Mage (Web Novel) - Chapter 131: Dimensionless Space (2)
Chapter 131: Dimensionless Space (2)
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‘It may be too early to draw a conclusion. This could be an illusion.’
Ian calmed himself down first. And he closely examined what he was looking at.
‘What is that sphere?’
He turned his attention to the purple sphere from the dragons. To say it again, it was enormous. Even with the hundreds of dragons surrounding it, it couldn’t be covered up from the view.
‘Are they persistently maintaining the shape?’
That was the only logical conclusion. The streams and waves of the mana, being spewed out of the dragons, were constantly being injected into the sphere. Maintain, exist, reinforce. Those were the type of explaination words which could be drawn from the scene.
‘Why?’
He became more and more curious. What was the secret behind that sphere? What effects does it have?
(The bastard’s here! That one, over there!)
It was then. The king of the gargoyles, the bastard’s voice was heard again. Along with the wing that had been ripped by the ice hands, the grotesquely damaged eyeballs have also been made whole.
(The near golden hair, human, sorcerer. Right?)
The bastard was pointing at Ian as he was speaking to someone. His voice seemed highly charged as if he was snitching on someone.
(You said if such a human was to come, it will self-initiate? The thing that you lizard bastards have hung inside the cave, what was it, some power or bulls*** you said! Then why is that human bastard still intact!)
What the heck is he talking about? As Ian was about to fall into thought-
“Aaahk……!”
He felt his skin chilling. Cold sweat covered his whole body. The instinct that was hidden within the unconscious mind. The realm of the 6th sense beyond the 5th. The bastards shouted at Ian. An incredible entity has appeared.
(Shut up. Gargoyle.)
Ian has been thinking all along. If it was a dragon, whose physique resembles the race of lizards, he has seen a countless number of them from spirit forms to sculptures. So, he was confidant. It would not be a problem should he come face to face with them.
“But this…’
However, that confidence was nothing more than a mere bravado.
‘The most powerful life form’ has appeared before Ian’s eyes.
As it has always been, it had the overpowering, enormous body size. And the horn, wings, hide and teeth which fit to the size. Including the pupils that gave goose bumps as they resembled those that of the reptiles’.
‘It’s true.’
It was obvious just by coming face to face with it. That ‘the true dragon’ has appeared before his eyes. It certainly wasn’t in a spirit form, illusion, or anything like that. Or that it wasn’t just a similar entity.
‘……’
The cold sweat and the chills were only the beginning. Just by making eye contacts with it made his legs tremble. He even thought about running off to somewhere. It was that overpowering. One certainty was that with Ian’s sorcery level, he would not be able to make a scratch…… No, he would not be able to even damage a hair on its back.
‘I cannot win.’
That was the honest admission. Ian was conceited. He overcame the spirit of Reseese Rajendu. He even overcame the dragon’s deity that came in the form of the bones. Even the king of the gargoyles was an easy adversary. So, he had such thoughts. At this level, have I not reached?
‘That dragon entity’s level.’
Yet, it didn’t feel that way. Not even close, but still at a point far in the distance. Every part of the six senses and instincts told him loudly.
‘Is this the end.’
Ian seemed to be the certain target of the dragon. The tens and thousands of dragon soldiers and the dragon that had attacked the city, and on top of that ‘the human sorcerer with near golden hair’, no matter who was to interpret it, every portrayed image seemed to be describing Ian?
‘Was this it?’
As Ian’s thoughts were filling with resignation, the dragon’s voice was heard. Of course, it wasn’t being directed at Ian. It seemed to be a reply to the bastard, the king of the gargoyles.
(He is not that human.)
‘He’ is not ‘that human’?
What the heck is he saying?
(What? Everything that you’ve described……)
(With the exception of the hair color, everything else is different.)
The dragon spoke with no uncertain manner.
(The appearance and power can easily be covered up.)
The red dragon continued to speak.
(But he has a proper body. That is, it is not one of those spiritual bodies that the bastard has hidden all over the world. You, the king of the gargoyles should know the bastard’s body is here. Do you understand?)
Ian’s head began to spin. What does it mean by ‘spiritual bodies’? There were too many words that he wasn’t familiar with.
(Ah! Right. The human bastard that gave you the power, that bastard couldn’t only be at that level. If that was the case, we would not have been defeated by just a big bodied lizard bastard…)
The gargoyle’s sarcastic remarks stopped there. With a pop sound.
(Aaaaaak-!)
The king of the gargoyles. His jaws were shattered. The dragon has only moved his eyes.
(Get out.)
(Aaahhhh……!)
(I have not time to waste with this nonsense.)
Those words didn’t seem to be just in words alone. The dragon no longer paid any attention to anyone. However, the king of the gargoyles did not retreat. Well, he did retreat. After all, he became obsequious, but he made one request of the dragon.
(Wait, wait!)
Was it because he was in the dimensionless space? The jaw that had been smashed soon recovered its whole form.
(This one is quite strong too! I cannot win in my current condition? Either give me back the power, you took from me, or kill him for me! You have to do something for me? Huh? It will not be to your advantage if I was to die either, right?)
The king of the gargoyles shouted out loud.
It was more like a plea than a threat.
(Hmmm.)
Has it been persuasive.
‘The true dragon’ fell into a thought for a moment.
He turned towards Ian and approached him.
There wasn’t any sign of interest on his face, or in his eyes.
(Stay put.)
That one word was sufficient.
Ian could not do anything.
Far from able to run away, even breathing was challenging.
‘This is how…’
The large front paw of the dragon.
The claw at the end of the paw that was raised high came closer.
That is, closer to the tiny head of Ian.
Am I to be killed by that one claw?
Am I to go in such a vain way?
‘I can’t just die like this…’
With that, it tapped on Ian.
The bastards’ claw and Ian’s head.
That’s when the strange thing occurred.
“Uuuuhhh!”
The scenery has instantly changed.
There was no longer the purple sphere, nor the purple sand,
No purple lightning and no dragon either.
Only the dark and drab cave came into view.
He has been whipped out of the dimensionless space.
“Hugh! Hugh! Huuuugh……!”
Ian breathed roughly.
Of course, his suffocating condition was no longer there either.
However, there was one other real reason.
‘I’m still alive.’
He felt life from the breathing.
He was still alive in one piece.
(Kkkrrrrrrkrrrrrrr……!)
But the confusion and anxiousness did not last long. The entities that has been kicked out of the dimensionless space, Ian wasn’t the only one, it seemed.
‘That bastard won’t be too difficult.’
Ian hurriedly composed himself. The entity that was kicked out at the same time was the king of the gargoyles. He thought of it is as a blessing in disguise. All that was needed was to defeat it one more time?
‘The healing is persistent in real life as well.’
The bastard was in the same condition as he was in the dimensionless space. His body and even the ripped wing have been fully recovered. Only the eyeballs that have been ripped in half were as they were before. It’s not a problem. Ian still had the unlimited mana……
‘……?’
As Ian was about to gather mana when his face stiffened up hard.
‘mana…’
It was same as when he was in the dimensionless space. Ian was still not able to use magic. He could not feel it anywhere in his body.
‘What’s going on……?’
Am I still suffering from the after-effects? That’s how Ian wanted to take it. But, if there was a problem.
(Krrrrrrkrrrrr……!)
It was that there was no time. The king of the gargoyles began his assault again. The bastard roared again like a wild beast.
“Kuuk!”
Ian, too, desperately threw himself, but, there was no match with physical strength alone. He wasn’t sure how long he could stand it.
(Krrrkrr! Krrrrrrkkrr!)
It was different from being in the dimensionless space. The king of the gargoyles could not speak. Instead, the bastard walked around with grotesque laughter. He seemed to be confident from the way he walked. He was certain of his victory.
“Pugh…”
There was no more time. He needed to rethink.
‘No magic for now.’
Ian was perplexed more than anyone. But, he had to stay calmer than anyone. That is, if he wanted to survive through this. Ian moved his hand towards his waist.
‘I didn’t expect to use it this way.’
Concurrently, he opened the spatial pouch. Siramm’s masterpiece has even captured the dwarf beam.
“It looks like……”
(Krrrrrr…?)
“You did not get your power back that you had begged for.”
The gargoyle had requested two things from the dragon. Either return his power, or kill Ian for him. However, the dragon did not grant either of the requests. They had only weakened Ian.
“That’s a relief.”
(Krrrrr…?)
“That you’re still a weakling.”
Ian put his left hand into the spatial pouch. Then he took out something from it and threw it into the air with all his might. It wasn’t some object. Although it was small, it was clearly in the ‘form of a human’.
Zzzzzzzzing-!
There came the ‘dwarf beam’ shining upon that small human form. Only that the beam was coming out of a crystal ball that was at the opposite direction. In other words, rather than having a ‘dwarfing’ effect, it was to give a ‘normalizing’ effect.
“Yeeeyap!”
The human returned to normal size.
He flew in a parabolic line.
At the same time, he was targeting the gargoyle’s body.
Then there came a sword that began to slice through the air.
(Krrr-aaaaaak-!)
The gargoyle screamed untimely.
Swaying and moving backwards, the gargoyle looked shocked.
What is this sudden bolt of lightning?
“His highness often spoke the expression of being bored to death. I always thought of it as what a meaningless bull it was.”
A dignified man’s voice was heard next.
There wasn’t any sign of shaking in the low tone of voice.
“I have to withdraw that thought, it seems.”
The owner of that voice. He was much taller than the average human height, and had short brown hair with resolute eyes. Rather than the imperial palace knight’s demeanor, it seemed to be a man, in armor suit, just for the purpose of enhancing effectiveness.
“Boredom…”
‘The secret weapon’ that Ian had hidden from all others.
That weapon was none other than the crowned prince’s body guard. It was the best swordsman in the entire continent, Oliver Raywood.
“…It could certainly kill a man.”
Oliver confessed to the boredom that he felt while inside the pouch. He no longer used the extreme formalities while addressing Ian. It was the result of the new relationship that was forged from the conversation just two days ago. It appeared that their extreme master and subservient relationship has been somewhat modified.
“The finality of waiting.”
He held a long heavy sword in his hand.
Oliver recited as he looked upon the sword.
It was the ‘master piece’ created by Halia, the blacksmith.
“I will recommend a name for the sword.”
The best swordsman there ever was has met the best sword ever made.
The first flesh and blood to be torn and shed by that perfect combination.
“It is a grotesque monster, I see.”
The ancient predator that ruled the world.
The king of the gargoyles was that flesh and blood.
