The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

n enemy never reveals his identity.

As the small light of the cigarette disappeared, the alley turned utterly dark.

“If you don’t answer, we will consider you an enemy.”

Slash!

The sound of blade cutting.

Step! Step!

The sound of footsteps getting closer.

The scarred man squinted his eyes and clenched his knuckles.

The alley turned silent all of a sudden.

Everyone started to get tense.

The sound of gulping, the sound of sweat dripping, and heartbeats.

Everything could be heard so clearly.

And then, the footsteps stopped.

“if you don’t answer…”

The scarred man moved first.

He slammed the ground with his leg and then swung his fist hard to the place where the sound came from.

If hit correctly, it was an attack that could knock down an aura user.

But the knuckle flew through the air.

No other footsteps could be heard.

Shhh!

The sound of a sword cutting through the air.

The skinny man drew his dagger.

The dagger cut through the air as well.

The two men’s eyes met in the dark.

“You.”

A strange voice was heard.

A voice that seemed to belong to neither man nor woman.

Just terrifying.

Like a snake was crawling down their body.

“I think I’ve heard some pretty interesting things, but I’d like to hear some more details.”

Within the darkness.

A being shrouded in darkness floated as emerald eyes glowed.

It was Jamie.

“… that is what happened.”

A small light was shining in the dark alley.

Both the skinny man and the scarred man were on their knees with dead eyes.

They were confessing what Lival was doing.

To Jamie.

While he was investigating Zenith, he overheard their conversation.

He would have ignored it if it was a simple crime, but it was an event that could shake Haiss, so he couldn’t ignore it.

Black covered everything except for the right eye.

“Human trafficking.
Children too.”

Having watched the Count for 7 years, he knew that this was what he hated the most.

The Count loathed people who messed with children.

And for such traffickers to appear in the dark streets of Haiss.

Jamie wasn’t as kind as the Count.

He didn’t like playing with humans.

He hated the Gods who played around with humans and wanted to kill them.

But for a human to be doing that to another human?

From Jamie’s point of view, he couldn’t blame them.

How many inhumane things were being done.

Recalling the past, he smiled bitterly.

Of course, he didn’t regret the past.

‘Trafficking is one thing, but the important thing is that their boss accepted it.’

What kind of bastard would dare to do that in Haiss?

Something felt wrong.

Fortunately, he discovered it before anything happened.

Jamie put his hands over both the people’s heads.

Currently, they lost their reasoning because of black magic.

As long as they were under that influence, they were nothing but dolls.

“Run to the Count right now and tell him what you were trying to do.
Do you understand?”

“Understood…”

“We will follow the order…”

Like corpses, they got up and walked.

“There will be some commotion in the morning.”

Since he had a rough look of Zenith’s religion, he decided to head back.

Jamie ordered Black to switch back to flying form.

Kick!

It was the moment when Black spread its wings.

Pang!

With the sound of an explosion, the scarred man flew into the wall.

Soon, another explosion was heard.

This time it was the skinny one.

“Hmm?”

Both of them were directly hit, and black smoke was coming out of their bodies.

But thanks to a loss of reasoning, they couldn’t feel any pain.

Luckily they were still alive.

But if they were left like that, they would soon die.

Since they were supposed to tell the truth to Count, Jamie decided to help.

He let Mana flow into them, which would help heal them a little.

‘The death is delayed a little.’

They would die, probably when talking to Count.

But that was all he needed.

Jamie covered himself with Black and looked at the explosion.

“Huhuhu! Stupid bastards, what are they doing in this place! Maybe they wanted something sweet from me?”

Someone walked into the alley.

An ugly man in a grey robe with huge dark circles under his eyes.

His hair had come down to his neck and curled as if it was wet.

“Brother!”

“It was a huge sound! Someone might notice!”

Five to six long-haired men followed him.

“Bring them here.”

The man ignored them and pointed to the fallen ones.

“And that one too.”

And Jamie.

He grinned as he pulled out a small wooden wand.

“I don’t know what he is up to, but if he was with those scumbags, then he’ll need to spill everything out.
Kuaaakuk! Hahaha!”

“I see that you are crazy.”

Jamie smiled as he looked at the mad man’s eyes.

There were crazy magicians like that.

No one knew why, but they treated human life like a fly’s life.

“Today, I will get a taste of blood!”

And this guy was one of them.

“Jance.
Philip.
Kuaaah! Did you think you could survive if you betrayed the boss?”

It seemed like their names were Philip and Jance.

The men behind him approached Philip and Jance while looking at Jamie.

The man shouted at his subordinates.

“What are you doing! Won’t you move quickly? Do you all have a death wish?”

“Ah-understood!”

They replied loudly and grabbed the two men, who seemed lifeless.

Looking at that, Jamie sighed.

As he said.

“I don’t care about such filth….”

Pang!

The words didn’t even end.

Jamie’s face exploded.

“Kuak! What were you talking about? Filth?”

Pang! Pang!

Pang!

Every time the man’s wand shook, an explosion occurred.

Jamie’s clothes tore, his skin peeled off.

The peeled skin evaporated into the air, not leaving any trace.

Pang! Kwang!

The explosion power increased.

The man swung his wand like a baton.

“Die! Die! Die!”

Soaked in madness, the magician focused on killing his opponent.

“Kuahahaha!”

And to satiate his taste, he used magic.

The pleasure of killing someone.

Right.

The man, Hanni, gave his final blast with a pleasure-soaked face.

Bang!

Flames around.

Blackened ground.

Explosion.

“B-brother!”

At that moment, he heard the voice of his subordinate.

Did he admire the art too?

Well, if one saw such a magic, surely they would like it…

“Brother, why did you do that?”

“What?”

“Why, why use magic… one Finn… Finn…”

Finn was his subordinate.

The one who was asked to bring Jamie.

But why was Finn’s name being mentioned?

“Uh?”

Hanni looked at where he used the explosion.

There lay a corpse torn like a rag.

Face so damaged that it couldn’t even be recognized.

He instinctively knew who it was.

He was.

“Are you done?”

A terrifying voice came from behind.

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Hanni turned towards the voice with trembling eyes.

A single eye looked at him.

“Was it fun killing your man?”

Then he realized.

That he became this person’s prisoner.