The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

wasn’t killing him.
As it turned out, it was something related to Zenith.

When Lars kept refusing to side with Zenith, he was tortured for a week.

“Torture will not bring me down, Noah.”

“You have spoken like a true man of the Holy Executioner, but I never thought that he’d be stubborn after experiencing it.”

“The captain gave up on me, too.
That is something I will never be, Zenith’s dog.”

“Well, sure.
If one looks at how much you have done, I can guess so.
But I have found a way, too.”

At those words, Lars frowned.

What was this man trying to do?

Was he going to brainwash him?

The Holy Executioner was known to have the best mental strength that no one could touch.

It wouldn’t be easy to break the blessing of a God with the power of an Apostle.

This was why they must have chosen such a method of torture.

“This is a weapon we have been developing for a long time.”

Noah snapped his fingers, and several people with white robes covering their heads appeared carrying a coffin-like black box.

‘The Judges?’

The Zenith Church was known to have a military unit called Judges.

It was clear that they were the ones who were wearing white robes in front of him, and Noah smiled.

“The previous ones were scattered all over the world for a long time, tested for performance and side effects, and were only recently completed.
It is a precious Divine Chimera.”

“You people, what disgusting thing…”

“What? Do not worry.
This isn’t a chimera with a child.
Please open it up.”

“…?”

At Noah’s command, the judges slowly opened the lid, showing what was inside.

A massive great sword with a complicated hook instead of a handle to hold.

“Project: Blood Bringer.”

Noah carefully grabbed the blade of the great sword and lifted it up.

“It gained a name for itself over the world under the name ‘Demon Sword.’ I know that in the west, there was a man called Sword Demon, and he made quite a name for himself.”

“Sword Demon!”

Lars had also heard about this.

The vicious killer was known to have been active in Arisha for more than 100 years and was said to have killed over 1,000 people.

Western nations had to form an alliance to take down the man, yet they failed to capture him.

He disappeared so freely, and no one heard from him after.

“A person from 100 years ago…”

As befits the priest of Goddess Pyro, who reigned over punishment and sin, they were made to study crimes in history.

“Right.
The test subject for Project Blood Bringer that was conducted about 104 years ago.”

“… You insane bastards!”

“And more recently, there was this killer called Kenji.”

Murderer Kenji.

A murderer who worked in Arisha but was active for a short period of time but his actions were so shocking—killing the son of a Lord and brutally killing innocent kids.
And the pursuit team lost all their men.

Actually, it was a case that Jamie solved but no one knew.

“What do you people think of life?!”

“I am not interested.
If I had thought deeply about it, I wouldn’t have done anything at all.”

“Trash… you will be defeated.
You people will never win.”

“Hahaha.”

Noah smiled as he ran his finger down the Blood Bringer’s blade.

“I will put this on you.”

Lars eyes trembled.

“The Blood Bringer eats up the mind of the host.
You will be alright at first, but gradually you will be drowning in the madness and turn into a bloodthirsty killer.”

“You bastard!”

“Do not worry, though.
If the previous Blood Bringer was too violent, then this one is different.”

“Do not spew shit.”

“This will give the host pure madness.
Rather than being a bloodthirsty killer, the name Sword Demon will be suitable for the form using it.”

“You cannot subdue my mind with this.”

“If that is all there is, then yes.
But my father gave me a couple of things.”

Noah took out a black stone the size of a fingernail from the subspace.

It was a stone that didn’t hold any energy.
But Noah put it through the part of the blade that had a hole.

Woong!

A gray aura began to move around the sword, making Lars’s eyes tremble.

This felt like a bad situation to him.

His mind was surely blessed with Pyro’s protection but this felt like it was on a whole different level.

Noah spoke about it.

“A fragment of God.”

“… a fragment of whom?”

“God.
To be precise, it is the Holy Body of the God Drian.”

Drian’s essence that Zenith ate.

It was now just a stone with all the power drained, but that itself held importance.

And Blood Bringer’s core was the body of that God.

“Blood Bringer that absorbs the Holy Body.
How can you handle it now?”

“Damn it…”

“This is so fun.”

Noah smiled and approached Lars.

“You will fight for your life with the master you serve.
Trust me.”

“What?”

“Ricky, the Apostle of the Goddess Pyro.
He is awake and is now leading the battlefield.
A troublesome opponent.”

“What are you doing…?”

“I don’t want you to defeat the Goddess’s Apostle.
However, if for a brief moment you can earn time…”

“What is this bastard,,,, kuak!”

A tentacle-like thing pierced Lars’s right arm and began to dig in.

Every muscle in his body began to bulge, and Lars’s eyes widened.

His consciousness was fading.

‘Ricky…’

Ricky was awake.

He wasn’t sure how it happened, but he was happy.

But….

‘No… damn it…’

He was conscious at the same time.

What if he completely let go?

Would he end up fighting Ricky?

‘Jamie.’

At that moment, he remembered the son of the Welton family, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time.

‘Look after Ricky.’

And completely lost consciousness.

Noah mumbled while looking at Lars’s body twitch.

“Can Ricky be killed like this? Or would he try to save you as much as possible?”

Would Ricky become defenseless in the process?