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The Great Ancient Wizard, Harvest ingredients (1)

The 66th floor had a lower ceiling than the previous floors, and space was smaller. There was a large room without a hallway and a dark-skinned man half-naked and sitting with his head turned.

Ive been waiting, challenger.

Beato, the Demon who noticed Evan on the 66th floor, opened his eyes. His eyes were a mix of red and black. Those very eyes often called the Demons Eyes, looked very creepy.

Challenging the tower alone, defeating my subordinates, and reaching this place is an achievement that deserves praise. However.

Even among the Demon Tribe, there were surprisingly not many who openly insisted, Im a true orthodox Demon. But the Demon Eye was passed down to only a few of the Demon Tribes.

In other words, it could be said that the demons with those eyes were unlucky guys who took their pedigree seriously.

I cant give you the grace of a demon to climb this tower in search of power. Ill take your life instead.

That bastard tried all the cowardly means to catch up on something it planned in advance. Evan looked at him with a puzzled look and took a step closer. Surely, he looked awesome. His skin was pitch black, but his muscles drew clear contours through his body. Even at this moment, the terrible flow of Dark Magic was spinning around him. Those who approached without knowing it would be shredded by that magic.

Thats so like you. When it comes to power, you cant even compare to the Demon King.

Of course, the Demon Kings powers came from the leadership of the Demon Tribe rather than his physical strength, but his powers were still truly great.

Hmm, I wish you could hold out a little.

Huh? Huh?

It wasnt until Evan came within five meters of him that Beato realized something was wrong. This was because Beato didnt see the traces of the curse that his six men would have completed with their souls.

Whats going on heredid you avoid a confrontation with them? No, no such escape would be allowed in this tower!

You cant run away from a fight, but you can put a curse in advance? Even the Demon God of this dungeon would be upset if he found out about this.

A curse, to put it simply, was an infidelity that didnt violate the rulesin other words, wasnt it the same as a bug? He made an expression that Evan was pathetic as he sat down properly.

I just took up a dishonorable role to carry out the will of the Demon Godwhat!? Did you realize it?!

They told me.

Those stupid things, they couldnt perform even such a simple command properly.

It seemed that the operation would have been completely successful if the subordinates mouth didnt slip. Evan wondered if he would correct the illusion but eventually reached out his hand without saying anything. The reaction was dramatic.

Ugh!?

Evan simply agglomerated Annihilation and stretched it out to Beato as a single point. But at that moment, Beato urgently raised his hands to regain energy. The Dark Magic was spinning around his entire body and drew his magic into a certain flow. Then, for a moment, the pitch-black shield created around his forearm pushed the Annihilation power away as if rejecting it!

Oh?

Oh, aaaaaaaaaah!

Evan was surprised because he didnt know that Beato could draw a magic circle that fit the situation, but nothing really changed. He pushed his hand with a little more force, and at the same time, the shield shattered, and his body was pushed straight forward against the opposite wall.

Kahk, kahaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Wow, that was a bit new for me.

Palma Diokas alone could use a skill that directly attacked the soul, but what about this guy now? He didnt know what kind of will was put into the flow of the constantly circulating magic. Still, when Evans attack was detected, the magic circle was drawn by itself and created a fairly strong shield! If the attacker hadnt been Evan, the shield would have fulfilled its role. Just because of luck, it was destroyed by Annihilation.

Isnt that a waste of magic? No, is that demon armament?

!?

At Evans words, Beato, who was on the floor, shuddered.

So, I was right. Oh my!

Evan felt like his eyes were open. He thought that a demon armament had to be solidified into a visible material form, but that wasnt the case. If left still, it was possible to draw a magic circle of any shape at any time by adding and restraining ones own soul to the scattered magical power.

It wont be just Dark Magic. There is a high possibility that a substance that enhances the effect of the magic circle completed with the soul is contained in the form of microparticles. The soul reacts sensitively to the crisis of the body. It composes and manifests the magic that the body needs faster than you think. There is no need to take the form of thick armor or a sharp sword. His armament is the strongest type that can deliver the best results to suit his needs. Here, he would have really touched the feet of the Devil if he had gotten the Hell Ruby.

Yeah, if he hadnt got caught by Evan.

Youve taught me something good, so Ill teach you something as well. Hey, do you know the trick to grab something you cant get your hands on?

I cant sit here listening to a humanwaityou were a human being!

Evan frankly applauded the excellent response, which could take him to the top of the comedy world.

Kahak!?

Every time Evan clapped, destructive forces appeared from both sides, beating Beatos body like a drum.

Come on, this is ridiculousthis is ridiculous!

Thats what everybody says.

With that much power, the gaptheres no way there isnt!

He was overwhelmed by Evan. Because he thought he had to somehow protect the area and control the demon armament to find a chance to counterattack.

Okay, Ill let you know.

Then, Evan opened his hands. Beato felt his energy loosened and managed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he finally remembered something. Clearly, the energy Evan dealt with was strong. There was no hope for himself to fight head-on. But doesnt the energy react to Evans hand moving? Doesnt that mean he cant handle that energy if he cant move his hands?

If he had been able to handle the demon armament, he wouldnt have had to move his body to handle his own energy. But he is not a part of the Demon Tribe, so it is impossible to mix his soul into magic and treat it as an instinct. If he had reached that realm, he would have beaten me, but fortunately, hes human!

Then the answer was simple. If he tried to squeeze his hand against him somehow, he would attack the vital point and bring the momentum back to his side!

To hold something out of hand.

Haaaa!

Just as Evan stretched out his hands with a fluent voice, Beato, who felt the destructive power oppressing himself was loosening as much as possible, united all his energy to create a magic circle. It destroyed everything, and its speed was like a light!

This is the power of Beato, the son of the demon, Omniscient.

Like this.

What?

However, no magic circle was made. This was because Evans Annihilation power was firmly holding onto the magic that formed the armament.

But, how?

You can squeeze it until its caught like this.

Youre talking craaaahhhh!?

Even though Evans hands werent moving at all, Annihilation was surrounding the demon armament. The all-around air current, which formed a magic circle, pressed it tightly. The armament was part of his soul and connected to the body, so Beato couldnt be safe in a situation where he was under heavy pressure. He rolled on the floor, suffering beyond imagination. At the same time, he barely realized it. There was no restriction in dealing with that energy from the beginning! Evan just played with him and cheated!

How could you do that with a human body?

I dont know; it just worked out. I think its physical strength.

Damn you! Argh!

Okay, then Ill tone it down.

Arggh! Arggggggggggggh!

Beatos screams grew louder and higher. Evan was now working on ripping off the armament directly connected to his soul.

Sorry, I think its the better to do when youre alive.

You, vicious, Argggghhh!

Oh, theres someone whos even dedicated his soul to getting rid of his competition.

Arggh! Argggggggh!

Ah.

Then the last surprising thing happened. The omnipotent atmosphere that sensed the owners crisis formed countless small magic circles under the pressure of Annihilation, creating a bigger and stronger magic circle through the connection of countless magic. Absurdly small magic formed a magic circle, and the magic circle gathered again to form another magic circleas this process was repeated countless times, the power accumulated throughout the magic circle was amplified uncontrollably. It was a very destructive sight, but it also looked very beautiful.

There was a magical height that the Demon Tribes could reach. It was an anti-magic that had to be cast by cutting off part of ones soul, but it certainly made sense.

-BAAAAAANG

However, unlike the complex structure of the magic circles, the results were simple: an explosion. The magic of provoking and exploding everything inside this room! As most of them were Dark Magic, the reaction was terribly intense. The whole tower shook, and some parts even collapsed. If you think about the tower being built by a Demon Dungeon God, you could predict how impressive the power of the explosion was. However, Beato, the magic master, couldnt be damaged by the explosion.

Did I do it, clean it up, I

The Dark Magic explosion had turned the surroundings dark. Beato recited in a breathless voice. At least he couldnt feel a living response. After waiting quietly for five seconds, Beato smiled as he still couldnt feel any change.

It worked. I didnt know how you were able to invoke this magic of destruction, but Im the one who survived.

The enemy was strong. So, even if they were human, the Hell Ruby, which sucked up the enormous energy, was definitely completed. Now he was recovering from the attack, and he would have the Hell Ruby before the damn Imugi got to him

-Hmm?

His magic wasnt responding. He panicked and tried to control the armament again, but there was no response at all. As if it hadnt happened in the first place, nohe felt like even his own soul wasnt there. He was right that there was no soul. And the body, which had lost some of its soul, was destroyed along with the rest of it.

Oh?

He was no longer able to make that silly voice.

Huh, collection complete. Maybe this is more important than the Hell Ruby.

And amid the tremendous shaking of the tower, Evan, who somehow managed to secure the armament that was captured with Annihilation, hastily sealed it inside a flask and pushed it into his inventory pocket before exhaling a sigh of relief. In fact, even in that state, it couldnt last long. Dont forget, the inventory pocket had a time freeze function, so it could be stored a little longer. As soon as he left the tower, he would have to find a more perfect storage method or give it to the Dwarves right away.

Then, next.

Shortly after his death, the bright blood crystal that appeared on the spot was sucked into the golden metal pillar embedded near the ceiling of the place where he was sitting cross-legged before. It was the same as the blood crystal in Evans arms. Evan wondered if he could resist for a while, but soon he let it go, and when the blood crystal was sucked into the pillar, it finally stuck out its tongue and stretched on the floor.

A hexagonal metal column snapped down to the floor of the 66th floor instantly, destroyed the floor, and extended further to the 65th floor.

Bang! Bang! Baaaaang!

With the sound of continual explosions ringing out, it seemed to go beyond the 65th floor, to the 64th floor, the 63rd floor, and down from there.

After completing its role, it will collapse. Was the tower one-time use?

However, since there was no guarantee that the experiment would be successful at once, the Devil might have installed another tower like this in another area of the Demon Realm. Evan watched with great interest as the metal pillar penetrated vertically through the tower. As the process progressed, small, sparkling purple particles formed in the center of the pillar in front of him.

Presumably, this pillar reflected the history of the battles engraved on the tower, read the records, and reflected in the finished product, the Hell Ruby. From entering the tower to this final floor, everything Evan has done is reflected in the Hell Ruby through a metal column. It added a real energy source and enthusiasm to make absolute energy crystals. Evan realized that it belonged to the Great Ancient Wizard. He also naturally knew why this was chosen as a material for the Elixir.

Well, that means the Devil failed.

This wasnt perfect, so he had to get something else. Evan grinned and looked up. Beyond the collapsing 66-story window, he faced the giant Imugi with shiny yellow eyes.

What do you think?

You.

The Imugi replied.

Look very delicious.

It was a coincidence, Evan replied with a shrug. He happened to feel the same way.