I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 46

Chapter 46

Episode 46

In the past, it was used only once by the ‘Dark Chatterbox’, who was a member of the warrior party.

During the fierce battle with the 8-star Blood Shadow Demon Lord, the group of warriors were in danger of annihilation, but the Dark Chatterbox barely managed to overcome the crisis by using Demonization.

And… in return, the dark chatterbox lost his life.

Of course, it is a skill that is unusable at Christian’s current level.

But Christian adapted the art of demonization in his own way.

Any parts that actually help with combat power, such as strengthening magic and strengthening the body, were excluded from the spell.

He also prevented any evil from settling in.

Thanks to this, the difficulty of performing the ritual has been greatly reduced.

The magical energy required to perform the ritual was replaced with the energy of the negative dimension that filled the surroundings.

Thanks to that, I was barely able to perform the ritual.

‘It’s possible now.’

Chris took a deep breath.

Darkness does not clash with darkness.

Unlike before, the darkness rushed into Chris’s body without any resistance.

It’s as if the flow is returning to where it was supposed to be.

Chris accepted the darkness without losing a single bit of his energy, and miracles began to occur again.

More than 90%, more than 100%.

All of the darkness was absorbed, and the nature of Chris’s magic was completely reversed.

Pure dark magic, unmixed with any other foreign elements.

The Dark Magician has accomplished something that no one in history has ever accomplished before.

That wasn’t the end.

Knock knock, knock.

A change occurred in Christian’s body.

‘Could it be another transformation?’

That wasn’t it.

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It wasn’t a change that particularly improved my muscles.

His bones had already been perfectly reshaped twice, so there was nothing left to improve.

The wing bone area had changed slightly, but the reason for this change was unknown.

That wasn’t all.

A black moon-shaped mark appeared on his temple and then disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, my eyes became hot.

Chris didn’t see it, but the light in his eyes changed.

Originally, his eyes were bright red and bloodshot.

But then a black light started to flicker in his eyes. It had become a deep black-red color.

[… I can’t believe… that this is happening.]

The devil’s voice echoed through the empty space.

“…Why is that?”

[… In return for accepting the perfect darkness, your… soul level has increased. That is… you have become no different from a half-demon.]

Chris looked surprised.

Half-demon!

It is said that when you reach the end of the 9 stars, you will surpass the level of the human soul.

It means that while being human, you will have a soul that is on par with a transcendent being.

However, as humans, it is impossible for them to have the same level as a devil or a constellation.

That is why he is called ‘Half-Ma’, meaning half-transcendent.

‘I have become such a transcendent being?’

Chris spread his hands.

Nothing much has changed.

It seemed that the level of the soul had only increased due to the influence of accepting the perfect darkness.

‘I don’t think it will have any particular meaning.’

no.

It couldn’t have been meaningless.

I don’t know how it will be used right now, but it will definitely be a great help.

[Heh heh… How interesting. The appearance of a new half-demon… .]

“…….”

Chris looked out into the darkness beyond where the voice was coming from.

It seemed like a pretty noisy demon.

As I kept listening, the inherent intimidation of the devil seemed to diminish.

‘This must have been done on purpose to take care of me. If I continue to face the evil spirit of the devil, it will be difficult for even a country like me to be safe.’

It was a peculiar demon.

Even so, whatever kind of demon it may be, it is an evil and disgusting being.

[… An unqualified mortal… A half-demon… It doesn’t suit me… .]

The devil’s voice faded away.

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It seemed like it was going to disappear.

[… I’m looking forward to you. Please… continue to entertain me in the future.]

Soon, the devil’s presence completely disappeared.

Chris raised his middle finger.

I didn’t welcome the devil’s attention.

‘anyway.’

Chris looked up.

Far above.

Light was streaming in.

It was time to turn back and get out of the darkness.

‘How long has it been? Everyone must be surprised.’

My sense of time isn’t very precise, but it felt like at least seven days had passed.

It’s been four days since the Nogaju Nordian absorbed the Darkness, so if he returns, the Darkness Maga will be turned upside down.

‘for a moment.’

Christian raised the corners of his mouth.

‘Is this my chance to hit the jackpot?’

A wicked thought occurred to me.

‘It’d be no fun if I just went back quietly. Should I play a prank?’

The target is the entire Dark Maga homeland.

To be exact, it was a chance to strike back at the high-ranking direct descendants.

As he left the negative dimension, Chris unleashed his dark magic on himself.

[Curse of exhaustion.]

[Curse of Desolation.]

etc.

Chris’s appearance has changed terribly.

As if I barely survived and came back alive.

And crucially.

[The secret art of the stomach.]

It was a secret technique that allowed one to disguise one’s condition and show it to the opponent.

Originally, it was a secret technique of a famous swordsmanship school used by warriors, but it was difficult for Chris to use it perfectly at his own level, so he combined it with black magic.

It’s a subtle mix of the principles of illusion.

I didn’t use illusion. If I used illusion openly, it would be immediately detected.

The origin of illusion is ultimately an illusion of the eyes. Its basic principle was secretly mixed with the secret techniques of a famous swordsman.

To properly use the magic of illusion, you need purple magic attribute, but now things are different.

Now Chris can use any type of black magic as if it were his own attribute.

In fact, it is even more powerful than what the owner of the corresponding magical attribute uses.

Pfft!

A purple light was faintly mixed into the secret weapon of the famous swordsman, and Chris’s body, or more precisely, the state of his core, changed to something that others could see as dangerous.

It was the beginning of a ‘prank’ that would lead to a single hit.

* ? ?* ? ?*

The east side of the main house.

Inside the garden, the mine warlocks were yawning.

“How long do I have to wait? That bastard is already dead and there won’t even be a body left.”

“The Lord Noga said to wait just one more day.”

“Your Majesty?”

The opponent made a surprised face.

Noh Ga-ju had no interest in the family’s affairs after moving into seclusion, so why did he care about this scoundrel?

“Even that piece of trash cares about bloodlines. He’s merciful. It’s almost time, so just hold on a little longer.”

It was while they were gossiping about Chris and talking about this and that.

Suddenly the passageway vibrated.

“?!”

“What, what?!”

The warlocks were startled.

Right after.

grasp!

A figure appeared from the passageway as if spitting out eggs.

“Master Christian?! How can you come back alive?!”

“It’s serious! Call a therapist!”

The warlocks were in a state of panic.

No matter how much of a scoundrel he was, he was a young master who inherited the blood of his family.

Now that he’s back alive, I can’t just leave him alone.

“I am extremely exhausted. I think I barely made it back with my life.”

The therapist diagnosed Chris’ condition.

“What about the core?”

A middle-aged man with a blunt expression appeared and asked.

The name is Macfield.

He was a 6-star mine and one of the core mines of the main house.

“I can sense dark magic, but… it’s cloudy. I think there was something wrong.”

The therapist spoke with a troubled expression, and those who heard his story nodded.

‘Then that’s right. That bastard couldn’t have absorbed more than 80% of the darkness.’

‘I guess I got into trouble because I was too greedy. I held on tight and barely made it back with my life.’

When Christian returned alive, a terrifying question arose in the minds of the men.

After returning after over a week, he was asked if he had absorbed more than 80% of the Holy Darkness.

But it was as expected.

“Hmm.”

Macfield looked at Christian’s exhausted core.

It was as turbid as the therapist had said.

Of course, it was a disguise.

The ‘secret art of camouflage’ that Christian had used on his body was a secret art used by the famous swordsmen.

The messengers of the Alliance who secretly approach and take lives without anyone knowing.

The secret weapon they used was so intricately blended with the principles of illusion that it even fooled the eyes of the high-ranking miner, Macfield.

“Let’s bring him inside for treatment. I will report to His Excellency the Marquis of Langham.”

Macfield thought, speaking coldly.

It’s time to get that piece of trash out of the Dark Maga.

* ? ?* ? ?*

The highest floor of the Dark Maga main building.

A middle-aged man was working in a large office overlooking the entire mansion.

A blank, cold-hearted look. The iron glasses made him look even colder.

He was the Marquis of Langham, a seven-star mine and the de facto leader of the Dark Maga.

“dismissal.”

Macfield bowed his head.

“Master Christian of the House of Khazar has returned from the Holy Land.”

The Marquis of Langham was still looking at the papers.

There was no response to Macfield’s report.

It was natural.

Christian was too insignificant to be of any interest to the Marquis of Langham, the second in command of the Dark Maga.

“Aren’t you going to punish them?”

“…….”

Only then did the Marquis Langham glance at him.

“You must be punished for causing trouble at Seongheuksik.”

Marquis Langham put down the papers.

He stroked his iron glasses.

‘Christian.’

You are a piece of trash that tarnishes the reputation of the Dark Maga.

That was all the Marquis Langham knew about Chris.

It was annoying, but it didn’t cross the line to the point where I had to take action, so I just left it alone.

‘It’s starting to get annoying.’

Marquis Langham recalled recent events.

His son Ashed was revealed to have tried to harm him, and he became the subject of a scandalous publicity.

It was entirely Ashed’s fault, but that didn’t matter.

What was important was that Ashed, who had to be perfect as the next successor, had an unnecessary flaw.

‘They said that even Count Tyramine did useless things.’

It was the Marquis of Langham who caused a rift between the Counts of Qajar and Tyramine.

why?

Because it benefits the family.

However, there were reports that the relationship between the two families would improve again thanks to Christian.

That wasn’t all.

‘The old man was supposed to become a sacrificial lamb for the upcoming plan to poison Maga, but he ruined that plan too.’

An old man who was eliminated by Chris.

And his sister Jupienne.

Although the two were direct descendants, they were not of the Marquis of Langham’s blood.

The Marquis of Langham had intended to use the two as sacrificial lambs for some plan aimed at the poisonous Maga, but the plan unexpectedly went awry when the old man dropped out of the Seongheuksik.

Crucially.

‘Father is showing interest in him.’

He called Christian aside to meet with him and prevented him from closing the passage to this dimension.

Something that would have been unimaginable to a normal Norse.

‘It’s not pleasant.’

The Marquis of Langham wishes to lead the Dark Maga without any trouble. He does not wish for any disturbances to escape his control.

A loach like Christian was not welcome.

I would watch it closely, but the line has already been crossed several times.