I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 42

Chapter 42

Episode 42

“Oh, no.”

“Eww! Hey, save me!!”

Two people falling into the deep darkness.

I don’t think he really died, but he was eliminated.

“Oh, we have to hurry. We’re late, so let’s speed things up a little.”

The halfling butler spoke angrily.

The speed has become even faster.

The faces of those who remained also turned pale.

Eventually, one more person was eliminated because they couldn’t hold out any longer.

There are five people left.

Of these, aside from Chris, the one in the best condition was, of course, the old man.

The old man was only slightly out of breath.

As if to prove that direct and collateral lines are on different levels.

An elixir that I have taken countless times since childhood.

Improve your constitution.

Black magic blessing.

Direct lineage’s own martial arts, etc.

Even though they were two families with the same unfair starting line, there was a huge difference between the direct and collateral lines.

The old man leisurely wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned his head towards Chris.

I was planning on laughing out loud at Chris who was having a hard time.

“!!”

The old man opened his eyes wide.

Chris didn’t seem to be struggling at all.

His breathing was calm and there wasn’t a single drop of sweat on his forehead.

‘how?’

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It wasn’t just the elderly.

The other contestants also looked at Chris in disbelief.

The old man growled as if he couldn’t admit it.

“What kind of trick did you use?”

“trickery?”

“Yeah, if it wasn’t a trick, you wouldn’t be fine like this! Did you use some kind of magical tool to increase your stamina?”

“trickery?”

Chris chuckled.

“Do you really need a magic tool for something like this? If you had just trained hard on your physical strength, it would have been easy.”

“!!”

“If it were me, I would be ashamed and keep my mouth shut. Oh, I never had the shame to do that.”

The old man’s face turned pale.

But I couldn’t refute it even a word.

In reality, Chris wasn’t using any magical tools.

I am easily able to endure this hellish race with just my own strength.

‘That’s ridiculous. How could that piece of trash do that?’

Everyone looked at Chris with distrust.

But it was happening right before my eyes.

The old man was busy gritting his teeth.

My pride was hurt.

Meanwhile, Chris chuckled inwardly at the reactions of his competitors.

‘Idiots. If you have a bad head, your body will suffer.’

There was actually a secret behind Chris’ incredible appearance right now.

No matter how good Chris is, it’s impossible for him not to get tired in this hellish race.

Of course, it wasn’t a trick using magic tools.

Instead, Chris used another trick.

‘You just have to twist the illusion.’

This was not the real world.

Everything was a virtual space created by illusion.

then?

You can change the laws of this virtual world by intervening in illusions.

‘It’s still difficult for me to make a big mistake at my level.’

There was no need to twist it too much.

Chris only twisted one rule.

[No matter how hard I try, I, Chris, don’t lose stamina.]

This was the law that Chris twisted.

Something that is impossible in reality.

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But in this world of illusion, it is possible.

‘It’s not hard to break the rules that apply to myself. No one is going to interfere. Anyway, you idiots. Why bother suffering with your body when you know it’s an illusion?’

Chris laughed at his competitors, their faces pale and sweaty.

But Chris was wrong.

It’s possible because it’s Chris.

Normally, it was possible for an illusionist or someone like Chris to do the job professionally.

The halfling butler, who knew that fact better than anyone else, looked at Chris with surprise.

‘… Is that Master Christian? He is truly great, just as Deacon Simon said.’

but.

Sebatchan glanced away.

The old man was glaring at Christian with a red face.

‘I wonder if I’ll be safe during the Seongheuksik.’

He is a butler.

I vaguely knew what preparations the old man had made for the Holy Black Sect when he was targeting Christian.

An act that would never be tolerated in the first place.

But who dares to stop it?

In this dark world, the power of the main lineage was something that no one could dare to go against.

‘No matter how great a genius you are, you are only a two-star. You won’t be able to withstand the tricks prepared by the old master. I hope you won’t get seriously hurt.’

At that moment, the road finally ended.

A dark space like an abyss appeared.

The dark magic sanctuary.

It was the place where the Holy Black Sect was to take place.

* ? ?* ? ?*

The Holy Land was a strange place.

I was stepping on the ground, but I couldn’t see the ground.

There was only darkness.

Only a faint light like starlight illuminated the world.

[Hello… how are you, young masters? I am Lee Hu, the administrator in charge of the Holy Land.]

A ghost floated out of the darkness and approached.

It was a banshee like Marie.

[As you all know, this is the sound dimension.]

Sound dimension.

It was not an other world like Gehenna or Heaven.

This is the back world, a shadow of Middle-earth.

It was a place overflowing with the purest darkness.

[The Yin Dimension is the back side of the world, so it was not originally a space allowed to the beings of Middle-earth. However, this place is different. It is a place where the purest darkness erupts in the Yin Dimension, and whenever darkness erupts periodically, a passage connecting to Middle-earth opens in its aftermath.]

That was the reason why the Seongheuksik was held every two to three years.

The cycle of pure darkness in the negative dimension erupting was 2-3 years, and the Holy Black Ceremony was held in accordance with that.

[Pure darkness of the yin dimension. Also known as Dark Magi. The founder of Dark Magi was the first to accept this Dark Magi and establish Dark Magi. In the end, he became the third-ranked Demon King.]

The Dark Maga were a family that specialized in the pure darkness of this dimension, Dark Magic.

Because it originates from the negative dimension, dark magic is on a different level from magic of other attributes.

A type of magic with the highest attribute that is superior to any other type of magic.

It was so pure that it was also called the Holy Darkness.

This was the strength Chris needed to gain today.

[Today, you will attain the great darkness. But there is something you must keep in mind.]

The banshee continued darkly.

[It is not fair that the Holy Darkness is given. The amount of Holy Darkness that is emitted is not enough for you young masters to share.]

This was the reason why the black market became a battleground for survival of the fittest.

The black ash that erupted once every two to three years was always in short supply.

On the other hand, there were many bloodlines that needed to be darkened.

So the ancestors of the Dark Maga established rules.

So that the strong and excellent can obtain a greater amount of Holy Darkness.

[Now, each of you will go on your own path to obtain the Holy Black. All paths are equally planned with the same distance and trials. The sooner you overcome the trials and arrive at the Holy Land, the more Holy Black you will obtain.]

So, it was a match-like rule.

The faster you overcome the trials and arrive at the Holy Land first, the longer you will be able to absorb a greater amount of Holy Darkness.

Naturally, those who excel will be able to obtain more Holy Shadows.

Conversely, if you fall behind in competition, you will only get a pitiful amount of blackness. If your competitors absorb all the blackness, you may not get a single grain.

‘Christian, not a single bit of darkness will return to you.’

The old man glared at Christian with a sinister look.

I’ve already finished all the preparations.

The path Christian will take will be one of even harsher trials than others, and he will fall behind.

And the bloodline of Dark Maga who did not obtain even a single drop of Darkness in the Dark Ceremony loses the right to use the Baron’s surname.

Because the darkness was like a symbol of the Dark Maga.

It’s a similar situation to being struck off the family tree.

‘I can’t allow trash like you to tarnish the name of Dark Maga any longer. Be prepared.’

The old man smiled, feeling good about what was going to happen to Christian in the future, but Christian told him something unexpected.

“I have a question. What happens if something unexpected happens during the Seongheuksik? Do you get eliminated?”

[Unfortunate incident… Ramen?]

“So, you might end up fighting with a competitor or something.”

The banshee tilted its head.

[Since each of you is on a different path, you will never encounter a competitor. Even if you do, it is best to avoid conflicts with each other. Fighting only benefits the other competitor.]

The Seongheuk Festival was a competition to see who could reach Seongheuk first.

Fighting with someone for no reason only slows down your pace and only benefits the remaining competitors, so there are no fights between competitors during the Seongheuksik.

“Anyway, that’s not a reason for disqualification, right?”

[… There is no such regulation.]

Banshee looked at Chris, who kept asking questions, with a look of incomprehension on his face.

The other challengers also had puzzled looks on their faces.

Only one, Alos, took a deep breath.

‘Surely not, that crazy guy? No. Even if that guy is crazy, he wouldn’t do something like that in Seongheuksik… .’

Alos tried hard to control his anxious mind.

[Rather than that… it would be better to take care of your own safety. Once the test starts, no one will be there to help you. You could… lose your life.]

The banshee rose to the surface.

[Then… let’s begin.]

Phew.

A magic circle was drawn in the darkness.

Then, black lines were drawn under each person’s feet, heading in different directions.

[Just follow the line. The direction will be different, but… after going through the same distance and trials, you will all arrive at the same destination.]

The banshee glanced beyond the unseen darkness.

[For your information, depending on what kind of results you achieve in this Black Ceremony, your future will change. Please do your best. I wish you the best of luck.]

And so, the black food festival began.

* ? ?* ? ?*

The old man walked with light steps.

The demons and spirits of the negative dimension rushed in, but they quickly turned to ash and disappeared.

‘Things like this.’

All the demons that appeared were of the first or second level.

On the other hand, the old man’s level was already at the 2nd level.

If I practiced hard for another year or so, I might be able to reach the level of a 3-star, but those kinds of tricks were easy.

‘That Christian is going to have a hard time.’

The old man smiled leisurely.

Originally, the path of each challenger was based on the principle of equal distance and trials.

But principles always crumble in the face of strong power.

The old man persuaded the sorcerer who had prepared in advance the trials that Christian would face along the way.

Of course, you cannot change the type and number of demons.

Because it’s so obvious.

Instead, he used his hands in advance to make the same demonic power more powerful. Such tricks were possible with the skills of a sorcerer who prepared for the ordeal.

The demons that Christian will face will be at least as powerful as two demons.

‘There’s no way he can endure it.’