The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

From his mouth, a distant, ancient, and dead language began to flow.

{Leave life and rise.
An immortal body awaits.
You shall transcend death.}The bodies of Jance and Philip began to convulse.

Despite losing their sense, their instincts still held onto life.

And they weren’t dead yet, just on the verge of dying.

Black’s wings grew gradually as all Mana began to turn cloudy.

{Sinners, come to me!}It was challenging to make a dead person a living Undead.

But if that could be done, the attachment of life they had during their lifetime would be replaced with chaos.

“I shall give you a new name.”

The two men’s bodies were exuding black smoke.

The two who were once Jance and Philip.

Jamie looked at them.

“Azad and Raiza.
Your new names.”

To become an Undead means to throw everything away.

So, the master would have to give them new names.

‘Undead don’t have a name in the first place.’

They were used to run errands, and they weren’t named as they Undead be identified back to the maker.

“We obey our master’s orders.”

The two undead bowed their heads politely towards Jamie.

Jance was now Azad.

Philip was now Raiza.

They retained their original form.

Nobody would recognise that they were Undead if he looked at them.

Except for the black smoke around their body.

“Hmm.”

Jamie hadn’t given them self-awareness yet.

Which was why they looked like dolls.

“Why is the black smoke still there?”

The execution was perfect.

He took the help of Black, where he lacked.

Kikkik!

Black squeezed its wings, trying to say that it wasn’t its fault.

“Did I even ask you? I am starting to doubt you.”

Kiiik!

“I know, I know.
It was a joke.”

Black’s assistance was perfect.

If anything was lacking, then it was him.

“Maybe it is still too much for me.”

Since this wasn’t some ordinary necromancy, he thought of the possibility of failing, but he felt bittersweet despite the success.

To the extent where his past fame seemed to be a thing of the past.

It was true that a new body would bring in new possibilities, but the despair of losing the past was unavoidable.

“We can’t use them like this.”

Actually, what he’d just done was shocking enough.
If another Dark Magician saw this, they’d think it was outstanding.

However, not Jamie.

These two were transformed in order to gather information about Zenith.

But looking at their current state, let alone the Zenith religion, they won’t even be able to enter a normal store.

The black smoke around had to be resolved.

Kik!

Black tapped Jamie’s cheek.

“How dare you touch your master’s cheek?”

Kik!

Angry or not, Black flew to Azad and Raiza and stopped above them.

Looking at the two, Black settled on Azad’s head.

And spread its wings.

“Oh!”

The change occurred immediately.

The black smoke was sucked into Black’s body.

And Black’s body swelled up like a balloon.

Kik!

A small burp from its mouth.

Jamie looked at it with a puzzled face.

“You could do something like this?”

Kik!

Proud, Black puffed out its bulging body.

And with the help of Black, Azad looked the same as before.

And then jumped over to Raiza.

Normally, it would fly, but flying seemed difficult because of all the black smoke it ate.

Huk!

Gasping for breath because of the jump.
It spread open the wings and began to absorb the smoke.

Jamie thought that it was funny.

Kiiiiik!

Black glared with its eyes.

Ting! Ting!

“You did well.”

Jamie stroked the round black body of his summon.

Black was lying on its back.

The black smoke which flowed out from the two bodies was too much.

Since Black had a tiny body, this task must have been exhausting.

Actually, such tasks weren’t for Black at all.

Jamie turned back to look at the two.

Thanks to Black, they could be now used for their intended purpose.

“You should be normal now.”

As Jamie extended his hand to them, they two bowed.

He placed both hands on their heads.

“Wake up.”

With an Ominous Mana, a black light shone.

Jamie slowly lifted his hand.

The black faded.

And he stared at the two.

Neither of the two raised their heads.

As if they were dead, they didn’t even move a finger.

Jamie didn’t call for them either.

They must have been confused, so he waited for them to understand that they were ‘dead’.

Of the two, Azad raised his head first.

His eyes were alive.

And he opened his mouth.

“… are you the one who turned us into this?”

Although the appearance hadn’t changed, Azad knew the difference in his body.

He knew that his body had turned into something terrible.

For some reason, the scars on his face, which he acquired a long time ago, throbbed.

“Yes.”

It was awkward to see a 6 or 7-year-old boy answer with such a solemn expression, but Azad knew that something was obviously off with the kid.

He hadn’t noticed it initially, but now that he was his servant, he could feel it.

“You, who are you?”

Those were the questions that were in his mind.

It was absurd.

Like something he read out of a storybook when he was a little kid.

“I am someone like a Demon King.”

Azad’s eyes fluttered.

His thoughts seemed to have been read.

He was shocked.

“I don’t know if you are the Demon King or not, but in our eyes, you don’t look human at all.”

Raiza, who was bowing down, looked at Jamie with cold eyes.

It was an expression a servant would never show his master.

Lack of emotions.

Jamie frowned at it.

If it was in the past, such a thing would have never happened.

So he snapped his fingers.

Thud!

“Kuak!”

Raiza’s knees hit the floor.

And his stiff head fell to the ground.

“I’ll forgive you just this once.
If a servant makes such a face in front of the master once again, you will be destroyed.”

Raiza couldn’t open his mouth under the pressure.

“Answer me.”

“… I understand.”

The subordination of the soul.

Even if they didn’t want to, as long as the contract was fulfilled, their lives belonged to Jamie.

That was black magic.

“You too, be mindful.”

“… yes.”

Azad gulped as he looked at Raiza suffering in pain.

“Anyway, I am not the Demon King.”

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There was a time when he was called like that.

But he wasn’t a Demon King.

“I am the Dark Magician.”

He once tried to kill the Gods and was trying even now to kill the Gods.

The Dark Magician.