Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

"Oh, no."

Ten meat chunks all roll behind Jack to slap a light mouth. You can't tell just what kind of tease it was in its lifetime from a meat chunk, but if you look at the situation, even a child can see that the meat chunk was human.

Red coloured liquid dyeing the ground is undisputed blood. Because it just flowed or the air is strangely raw and warm.

It's not even an hour since the adventurer Jack had his right arm dropped with his own hands earlier. But there were ten bodies of solemn subjects rolling.

Jack waves the Devil's Sword and shakes off the blood that's on him. And transfer your gaze to the only surviving girl.

The girl is letting herself sit back in the tragedy that happened in front of her. If it's the usual Jack, I'd almost cut off both legs first to cut the risk of getting away, but I can't afford a girl like that right now.

The ground is damp around the girl, but not many girls in fear realize that. The girl I knew was Jack the Reaper in front of me can't even afford to care what she looks like.

With the alias Reaper, Jack is an adventurer who, as his name suggests, solemnly cleanses traitors. Its strength has long been known, but few have seen the real thing. Because the moment I saw him is the last of that person.

The Demon Sword Crimson Bloom is held in his right hand, also known in part as the magician who carries the end. It is said that the Devil's Sword is endowed with special powers.

The Devil's Sword Crimson Bloom grows stronger every time it blooms red hua. So what exactly is Red Hua? The answer still exists behind Jack. Red hua blooming on one side, or splashed human blood.

The Demon Sword Crimson Bloom comes from the Demon Sword Crimson Bloom that every time you slash it, slash it, and blossom the blood. And the owner of it is a person who, rather than hesitate to kill someone belonging to the dark side of the Adventurers' Union. Exactly. All I can say is that we met so we could meet.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no."

The girl, convinced it was her turn at last, couldn't stop trembling. Their fate was never there at the time they were driven into the end-of-life alley.

Some of them tried to beat Jack by force, but the result is a lump of meat rolling behind him. There was no will to resist or other fine dust on the girl who was slapped again with rumors that she couldn't go against Reaper Jack.

Because she's a C-rank adventurer, and she can't even reward Jack with an arrow. Something glowed with meat chunks rolling behind Jack. It's a golden plate that reflects the sun's light. If the viewer sees it, he'll immediately understand it as a golden tag that only A-rank adventurers were allowed to have.

And at the same time, that meat mass was an A-rank adventurer in his lifetime.

Even A-rank adventurers turn into meat chunks in front of Jack. The reason was ultimately simple, because there was such a powerful man between that adventurer and Jack that he could not be buried.

Jack the Reaper is the one in front of you who can't even get a bunch of hands-on adventurers. How many girls must be pointless where they worked hard. And no matter what you do, it's impossible to escape a death poked in front of you.

How did this happen? Why did this happen? The girl desperately tries to think with her trembling body, but she can't think together. I don't even understand what I'm thinking.

Why am I killed? Why should I die? The girl desperately thinks and asks herself. I'm only a fourteen-year-old girl and I should have had a lot of fun from now on in my life. But there's no way Jack would change his mind about saying that.

Jack smiled with a nigga, waving down the Demon Sword Crimson Bloom holding in his right hand to separate the girl's upper and lower body.

The girl's upper body falls to the ground making the sound of bottoms. The red hua that starts to bloom on one side around slightly exalts Jack.

He's like the Great Demon King.

Waving his sword and bleeding Jack thanks the Great Demon King for creating this situation in his heart.

Jack's assassination operations are never supposed to be carried out this often. Many are twice a month, at most once a week. That's what's happening here. Solemn objects have been born lately, like day after day.

The reason is the birth of the new Great Demon King Lucifer.

The Great Demon King, previously served by Gilanel, a surrogate. Many adventurers were dissatisfied with the status quo, and they were against the Demon King. But more than being an adventurer, denying the Demon King system itself would be synonymous with strangling oneself, so he listed anti-demon kings rather than demon kings.

But the birth of Lucifer, the new Great Demon, changed their minds. The power of the new Lucifer, shown at the inauguration of the Great Demon King, was real, and they felt the potential for that Demon King. That has led them to behave differently from the philosophy of the Adventurers' Union.

They are not originally spies. He was a pure anti-demonic king, but only changed his mind by a change in circumstances. But that can't be tolerated in the Adventurers' Union, and this is how he became a solemn subject.

It's a helpless material in front of Jack, no matter how high ranked the adventurer. Because if it's just strength, they combine platinum strength. But since there are only enough platinum-class adventurers in history to count, the name remains in history.

Jack, who works in the dark of the Adventurers' Union, has a problem with the character of an adventurer when he accepts such honors. So the Adventurers Union has Jack spoiled with a golden tag, despite his platinum strength. Because I believe that's for this country and I don't doubt it.

But my rank doesn't matter to Jack. His basic source of power is an excessive killing impulse, and Jack the Reaper says anything that can kill a person is fine.

His solemnity is no more justified and blamed than the Adventurers Union is on the back. That's all Jack wants, nothing more or otherwise.

Only the pleasure he gets at the moment of killing a person is his purpose. That's why Jack still blooms red hua somewhere today. Until the world is stained with red hua flower gardens.