Arena, Alien hunting

The five priests stood on the wall of the ground and looked up.

A throne 200 meters high.

There was someone who sat arrogantly and looked down at them.

The Sultan of the Aman Empire and the High Priest of this ominous and secret organization, Saroch Pun Aman.

The High Priest of the Five bowed his knees to the man who could not see his head.

With an example in mind, Dana was looking at the magic jewels and stone tubes in front of her, rather than the Sultan Saroch above.

"Always right in front of you. ’

I smiled bitterly.

Among the high priests, the ultimate goal of this organization, called the "original death squad," was the sarcophagus that appeared right in front of us.

The caveman who fell asleep in that sarcophagus was the object of everyone's conception here.

As long as you corrupt the fluid of the deceased inside, you have achieved the final purpose of the trial.

But that was impossible.

No, I just assumed it was impossible.

The ominous energy from the sarcophagus prevented Dana from even touching her.

The only thing I had to do was make it myself by a dead man who fell asleep in both the sarcophagus and the magic circle.

The greatest black wizard and Necromancer of all time.

But no one in the world has ever seen anything like it.

That was the death in the sarcophagus.

“The time is near. ”

Sultan Sarok on the high throne opens his mouth.

His voice echoes through the hexagonal wall.

“I finally decided to wake him up. ”

The five high priests, including Dana, looked up to the throne.

Out of the five high priests, Dana's approval Afrit said.

“Highest offer. However, the number of souls we collected has not yet reached its fulfillment. ”

“I know.”

Sultan Sarok said.

“But the minimum was exceeded. The minimum condition is achieved. ”

“But the minimum is determined by the research of the generations, not the maintenance he left behind. ”

“That's why I've waited so long. But look, how many are trying to disrupt our work by taking orders from the heavens? They finally hurt the High Priest Alan. ”

“ ……. ”

“The blade of a clumsy horde has broken under our jaws. How much longer do we have to wait?" ”

Perhaps Sultan was shocked by the death of High Priest Alan.

In the last hundred years, the High Priest has never been killed by anyone.

‘I'm not wrong. No, that's a very creepy thing to say. ’

Dana smiles inside, looking up at the throne.

‘I'm under your chin. ’

Controversy continued while he was obsessed with the idea.

“Highest offer. But God didn't know what we had learned for generations to come. Isn't there a good reason why He left maintenance before His lifetime? I'm just afraid of what side effects it might have. ”

“So how much longer do we have to wait? ”

Sultan Saroch gives in. Nervous voices fill the hexagonal room.

“Who do you think we're up against? Groups from other worlds? You're welcome! Heaven. God is in mourning for our downfall. I'm tightening my breath with my vision. You want me to give them enough time to fulfill their mission by letting them finish? ”

“It's not like that. ”

African opposition slowed down even further.

Sultan Sarok said.

“I can't stall any longer. There is no longer a waiting list. I'm going to finish the job today. ”

When the Declaration came to pass, the High Priests all bowed down together.

“I take my orders. ”

But there were two people who didn't look so good.

It was Afreet and his apprentice and tester, Dana Ritrin.

Hundreds of years ago, there was an absolute monarch who accomplished a task that was never to be reckoned with.

Three Sultans, Kazad Pun Aman.

He was a monarch among the monarchs who defeated the continent and stood at the peak of all mankind.

The great black maestro, who had been so hard to hide from any wizard that he could rule the entire continent as a united Aman Empire for his entire life.

But all his life, he was looking forward.

All the continents, all the rulers of humanity, couldn't cope without a Sultan with just enough vessels.

I tried to educate the rulers, not just my enemies, my guards, my sons and daughters, but no one had enough vessels.

There was no one but Sultan Kazad.

“If I die, the world will split apart again. ”

The unfortunate Sultan Kazad makes use of his brilliant Necromance to come up with a plan.

It was his own resurrection.

It wasn't just resurrection as an undead.

Truly living body and spirit!

And life that never grows old!

The art of collecting soul fragments and producing fake souls was also established by Sultan Kazad and formed an organization that would be right for the execution of this plan.

A hidden, abstinent and religious organization has been created to ensure that long years have passed without deterioration and achievement of goals.

That was the original battalion.

The unity of the Aman Empire has collapsed after his death, as Sultan Kazad had hoped.

Sultans like that charisma never came out again, and the country has been divided again and again until today.

The Sultans of the Arman Empire, along with the country, continued their traditional militia, reminding them of Sultan Kazad's succession every time it became difficult.

If Sultan Kazad returns, the belief that all these difficulties will be overcome is deeply embedded in the minds of the Sultans of all time.

It was the result of the belief of the original militia that had been religiously instilled by Sultan Kazad's condolences.

Throughout time, Sultans studied whether there was no way to make a trade faster.

For generations, studies have been conducted and results have been found that the minimum of soul power that should be collected is found.

After analyzing Sultan Kazad's manual machinery of the sarcophagus and sorcerer, it was found that he could resurrect him with even less soul power than the will.

But it was not Sultan Kazad's intention, and it was controversial, which has ultimately postponed the business to this day.

And just now, Sultan Sarok Unmann was about to open a lid that had finally been closed for a long time.

Could it have been the current Sultan Saroch rush?

Not necessarily.

It was from the reign of current Sultan Saroch that I learned of the investigator's existence.

Sultan Sarok was greatly shocked by the fact that God mourned the fall of the Aman Empire.

Resurrecting the dead.

Creating an absolute one that will never be destroyed again.

It was all against nature's providence.

Perhaps the investigator's own existence to deter it was a purification of nature.

That is why Sultan Saroch judged the crowd of the examiners and the heavenly body to be too much for him.

He worked hard until now, with a rather large number of people.

The death of Alan, who had been a priestess of the original militia for almost a hundred years, has depleted Sultan Saroch's patience.

“Perform the ritual. ”

“Old!”

The High Priest replied with a solemn, solemn face.

What do we do now? ’

Dana feels a choking tension.

A crossroads between life and death.

I knew what I had to do, but I didn't know if I could survive what I was doing here.

I was told Sultan Sarok is no big deal, but the problem is four high priests.

Among them, there was a problem with Teacher Afrit.

‘Activate the Seal of Subordinates and my Black Magic Circle will be scattered. So we start by ripping off one wing. ’

There was one other wing, but I didn't think it would be enough just for that.

I need something else.

A weapon to fight and escape against those who are gathered here.

No matter how many cases are counted, no quotation will be issued.

Regardless of Dana's restless mind, the consciousness began.

Oon-

The High Priestesses gather their mouths and begin to make strange noises.

Their voices resonate.

Afrit notices Dana. Then Dana followed them.

Oon-

Five voices resonance.

Along with him, a dark magical force that ties their hearts to the circle flows.

Paaaahhhh!

Five strands of Black Magic are twisted.

As if the heart were enclosed in a circle, their dark magic gathered together to form a knot.

"This is the best time! ’

If something happens while everyone's black magic is being twisted, it can shock all four High Priests.

For a short while, they won't be able to punish him for harnessing the twisted black magic.

I kill one person through that ‘pause’.

And escape.

Outside the room, there is no room for corrupt things, including the Lichang.

There was only one way out, but there was only sky.

Beyond the throne, which is 200 meters high, rises to the top dome of the palace.

We can get through there.

But you will face Sultan Sarok's resistance as he rises.

And you will be punished by the High Priests who practice Black Magic Power.

‘No matter how much I think about it, I can't have just one wing. ’

I don't see any odds.

This is too much.

In response to the twisted strand of black magic, the red magic circle begins to glow.

The bogus beads of souls that lie on top of the magic camp begin to glow.

At that moment, Dana stares at the beads dazed.

Another wing……!

Is that it? ’

The calculation resulting in a 0% odds had variables. It was unpredictable what it would be.

But I thought it was worth a try.

Dana has made her decision.

And I calmly telepathized it to my teacher Afreet.

Teacher.

Are you crazy? I told you not to send me a telepath.

Forgive my rudeness. I have something urgent to tell you.

Now, most of all, we are undergoing an important ceremony. We'll talk later.

We have to do it now. It's more important than that.

…… What is it?

You said the more you didn't get caught, the greater the Wizard.

Yes, it's proof of superiority that you don't want them to notice you. King Ahman, the Great Three Sultans Cazad Pun Aman, had never been discovered by any wizard in his life or since. Then why do you ask?

It was a long horse, but it was telepathic, so I was able to deliver it in less than a second.

Then I have to tell you what I've been wanting to say for a long time.

……?!

The day I met you, I was already a better wizard than you, Afreet.

Dana smiles in the white mask.