Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~ Chapter 107
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Chapter 107
The city of Lomarn, where Abel and his friends are located, belongs to the Kingdom of Dinrat .
In the northernmost part of the Dinrat Kingdom, there is a monastery .
The name is called the Ordy Monastery, and the members of the state religion, the quadratic, are gathering together, living a common life away from the outside world, and working hard every day to practice…… such as is only a public stance .
Of course, they also practice, but their real purpose is to watch over the staff that sealed the great demon .
The time goes back to a few weeks before Abel defeated Evil Bound .
Someone had broken into the Ordy Monastery, opened a hidden door, and stepped into a secret underground basement .
The man wore deep black robes and white gloves on his hands .
The man waved his wand in his hand as he passed through the passage .
He broke the figure-hiding spell he had placed on himself .
The magic of disguise has the power to make objects difficult to be recognized by those around them, but it drains an enormous amount of magical power for prolonged and sustained use .
The man’s name is Margus Margnor .
He is a sorcerer with demonic intelligence and magic skills, and thus was driven out of his hometown .
“I knew it, I knew it! It was worth it to unravel the history and keep searching! With this, I can become the greatest magician in the world!”
There was a pedestal in the center of the underground basement, and a single large staff was stuck in it .
There was a large crystal at the tip, emitting a devastating light .
On the floor of the basement, a large magic circle was drawn on the floor around the wand .
It was the sealed wand of Zolomonia, the demon of wisdom and destruction .
Zolomonia is a survivor of the ancient demons of the olden days when demons ruled over people .
She imparts excessive wisdom to men and drives civilization to self-destruction .
Sometimes she drives peaceful nations to war by preaching advantage to their heads; sometimes she goes around teaching the poor how to make drugs; sometimes she prolongs wars for a decade by giving weapons beyond civilization to small nations on the verge of surrender .
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If only Zolomonia’s magic and wisdom could be controlled, she would have more power than any sorcerer in the past .
No, even if she couldn’t control it, if he could ruin the world with this staff in his arms, that would be fine, Margus thought .
“fu, fufufu, fuhahahahahaha! Oh, what a beautiful cane! More beautiful than anything in the world! At last, on my doorstep!”
Margus tries to reach for his staff and stops midway .
He can’t take it back with him as it is, as the warding seal has made it immobile .
Margus takes out a piece of stone from his pocket .
It is the one that petrifies a part of Kudor’s body and prevents him from dispersing his magic power .
This is the proof of the existence of the Kudor God and its tremendous value .
This is the kind of thing that could cause a war between great powers with just one piece of stone .
In the past, Margus had been a member of a religious organization with an extremist ideology aimed at summoning the God of Kudor, where he gained the trust and skimmed the executives .
All this was to bring out the staff of Zolomonia .
“Our Lord and Master, Kudor-sama”
Margus holds up a piece of stone as he utters this .
“I will return your body to you”
It is a spirit language, but it does not have any spell-like meaning .
It is just a call to Kudor in spirit language .
Margus tosses a piece of stone into the air and points his wand at it .
“Remove the curse and show your true form”
A piece of stone glowed and swelled up, turning into a single, terrifying tentacle .
It wriggled in the air and disappeared as it dispersed into the air, releasing an enormous amount of magical power .
Margus waved his wand .
A thumping, loud sound echoes, and the entire basement vibrates .
The magic circle that had been drawn across the room disappeared .
He used a fragment of Kudor’s powerful magic power to forcibly crush the function of the wards .
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However, the Ordy Monastery itself couldn’t withstand this method and had begun to collapse .
Margus didn’t care about the collapse, and this time he touched his hand to his wand . Then he kneels down on the spot and rubs his cheek against it .
“O, ohhhh! Whoa! Whoaaaaaa! I feel it, I feel it! The mighty and absolute magic of Zolomonia!”
Margus drops the wand he brought to the floor .
Although this one was also an expensive item made with plenty of magic stones, it was a mere piece of stick itself compared to Zolomonia’s wand in front of him .
Margus no longer felt that the wand he had used for years had no value or appeal .
He stood up and then kicked his feet and pulled Zolomonia’s wand out of its pedestal .
At the same time, the basements door is opened .
“Stop! Young man, you don’t know the horror of that wand . ”
More than a dozen men entered the room .
They all wore the same monk’s uniform, except for an old man at the head of the group who raised his voice .
They were the monks of Ordy Monastery . Top-notch sorcerers had been deployed to protect the staff in case of an emergency .
“Do you think this Margus doesn’t know the wonders of the Zolomonia’s wand! Fuhahaha, you stupid people!”
Margus turns around and holds the wand out to the monks standing in the doorway .
At the head of the monks, an old man raises his hand .
He is Jorzeth, the Director of Ordy Monastery .
He had been a member of the king’s entourage of sorcerers, but twenty years ago he had come to this remote region himself because of the importance of the Zolomonia’s wand .
“Fire! We’re not going to make it out of here anyway! We’ll burn him to death then escape, and we’ll retrieve the wand later!”
Jorzeth shouted, and the monks held up their wands in unison .
“Flame arrow”
Flames in the shape of ten arrows flew to Margus .
“Light wall!”
As Margus chanted, a wall of white light appeared in front of Margus .
Furthermore, a black light from the staff covered it and dyed it purple .
The flame arrows fired by the monks flew straight up to the middle of the flight, then half of them broke their trajectory .
They flew on an irregular trajectory, a high skill that dug through defenses .
Some tried to avoid the wall of light and go around to Margus, but the purple light extended, swallowing the arrows and making them disappear .
“Fufufu…… If it weren’t for this wand, it could have been a close call . You were well known sorcerers too, but it’s a shame that you were driven to this remote area to decay, unable to fulfill your duties . It’s none of my business . But I will give you an end that suits you . ”
Margus raises the wand of Zolomonia .
“Cursed be his men!”
A magic circle unfolds around Margus, and purple light floods out of his wand .
The light became a line and flew around Margus .
The monks stopped moving for a moment because of the horror and beauty of the scene .
Jorzeth comes to himself and reaches out to the other monks .
“No! Run!”
“Turn to stone”
As the purple light covered the monks, they transformed from toes to stone .
They mourned over it and crawled around, dragging their motionless feet, screaming .
“Hii, hiiiiiiii!”
“No, no, no!”
And in less than ten seconds of counting, they transformed into a perfect stone .
Normally, petrification magic required careful preparation .
As such, it was unlikely to be used in battle .
This wand made it easy for them to do so .
“Hahahahahaha! You can bite your frustration there forever and watch with your fingers in your mouth!”
Margus told them as they turned into sculptures and escaped from the crumbling Ordy Monastery .
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