Another World Reincarnation Chronicle

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Not long after Seris had left the Base Camp alone, those remaining had to fend off the onslaught of demons.

The first goblin demon that appeared wasn’t particularly strong. The goblin demon couldn’t overcome the tall castle walls that everyone had worked together to build and was torn to shreds by the automated artillery magic set up by the wizards.

The battle had barely lasted a second. Those who had immediately entered battle mode upon spotting the demon were left dumbfounded by the sudden outcome.

However, the tension didn’t dissipate. The fact that the demons had hammered at the barrier prepared by the humans signified that their location had been revealed. Everyone simultaneously realized that the real battle was about to begin.

The refreshing breeze carried the freshness of the forest, but no one inside the Base Camp could feel that refreshment.

The Vice Tower Master, Haiven, frowned as he looked up at the sky. Although invisible to others, he possessed special eyes that allowed him to see the massive mana approaching from a distance.

A strong opponent. But not just one. There were at least ten beings with Mage Tower Master-level abilities.

Haiven ran his white hair through his fingers and muttered in a small voice, “This will be difficult.”

Next to him, Rain asked, “What did you say?” but he chose not to answer his disciple’s question.

As time passed, Haiven’s body aged and deteriorated, yet his spirit remained as youthful as in his earlier days.

Haiven’s original magic, mimicking the eyes of a dragon, activated to gauge the strength of the opponent.

The number and types of undead, the participation of other demons, and the combat strength on the human side—all kinds of information flooded into Haiven’s mind through his vision.

Simultaneously, Blue Mana coursed through his veins, reaching his brain. The moment that mana completed a blue magic circle, a new spell was activated.

[Acceleration of Thought]

The moment the spell activated, a split second fractured, creating a new world. Only Haiven’s mind could arrive in that world.

In a world where everything had come to a halt, the only thing Haiven could do was think.

He thought incessantly. His brain protested from the excessive use of magic, but the repercussions of using magic wouldn’t manifest just yet.

Ignoring the signals of distress from his body, he continued to think.

He considered all possible situations. The battle waged, and was repeated. All magic of the Mage Tower was prepared as they faced the demons.

The result of the first battle was defeat.

After enduring for a whole week, the fatigued humans collapsed.

If the outcome was unfavorable, he would reconsider—until he reached the probability of winning.

The results of the second and third battles were not significantly different. Just a day or two of difference. The relentless onslaught of undead led to the humans’ downfall.

Of course, this outcome was merely a worst-case scenario assumption. Among the demons showing their momentum, at least ten had Mage Tower Master-level abilities. All of them were assumed to be able to fight on par with the Mage Tower Master.

The simulation continued to run. The numbers of defeat rose as quickly as the results emerged. From dozens to hundreds, just as Haiven’s brain approached its limit of thought acceleration, a victory probability for the humans was deduced.

About forty percent.

As the magic exceeding its limits was解除, the time that had stopped began to flow again. At the same time, Haiven realized that blood was trickling from under his nose.

“Master?”

“I’m fine.”

Haiven offered a weak smile to his worried disciple and raised his hand toward the sky.

Haiven began preparing the most powerful magic he could use from the start.

Swoosh—

The direction of the blowing wind changed. As the hem of Haiven’s robe, which had been fluttering to the right, turned left, a thick black cloud gathered in the sky.

Weather manipulation through magic. Haiven’s mana began to artificially recreate a massive natural phenomenon.

Boom—!

From among the dark clouds, Blue Lightning revealed itself, and fierce storms began to brew.

This was a warning to the demons and a signal to the heads of the Mage Tower.

“An opponent we cannot let our guard down against has arrived, so we must engage with all our strength from the beginning.”

The moment Haiven’s hand, aimed at the sky, came down, the entire forest was enveloped in Blue Lightning.

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Boom—!

“Huh…!”

Taking a breath, I lay flat on the ground, trying to remain still. In such a scenario, the sudden roar of thunder and the flashing lights were enough to startle me.

[It seems the hunt has begun.]

It appeared that the battle had started between the demons and the alliance that had passed by earlier. Judging by the beginning of the unfettered use of massive magic, it was quite concerning.

[Are you worried?]

“That would be a lie if I said I wasn’t.”

I answered Simon’s question as I peeked through the bushes. The demons nearby seemed to sense the enormous current of mana emerging from a distance and were staring in the direction of the Base Camp.

The sky was veiled with dark clouds, pouring forth unending thunder and Blue Lightning below.

[All the demons will surely be focused on this.]

An incredibly spectacular and powerful magic. Just as Simon had said, all the demons on this island would undoubtedly be focused on it.

As numerous spells activated, the mana flow in the area began to fluctuate. Sharp blue flames flickered in various directions, like a prickly needle.

An erratic aggression. It was the first time I felt that magic had such a lively movement.

“If it’s this level…”

I exhaled softly, gradually drawing the mana within my body. Like before, I was preparing to move quickly.

But I didn’t forget to remain ready to sink the mana at any moment.

[…]

I kept an eye on the demons that started revealing themselves beyond the bushes. They seemed not to sense my presence and only gazed at the fierce battlefield of the Base Camp in the distance.

The task of watching the demons continued. As the amount of mana I was using increased, the cold sweat beading on my forehead multiplied.

How much time had passed? Even as a small starlight rose above my palm, the demons remained fixated on the Base Camp.

The minimum preparation for moving quickly was complete. I swiftly launched the starlight I had formed on my hand.

Whoosh—!

As the star flew off with a long trail, I reached the limit of distance between me and the star. I exchanged positions with the starlight.

Whoosh!

As I began to use Blink magic, my speed of movement became incomparably faster than before. Of course, there were times when demons, sensing the flow of mana, showed their narrowed eyes searching for me, but when I lay flat and held my breath, they quickly disappeared.

Whoosh—!

The place I arrived using Blink was a vast lake. I peeked up to look beneath the water, where the clarity was so pristine it was unfathomable.

[It’s clear water, right? How about taking a sip and catching your breath? It’ll be incredibly refreshing.]

I frowned at Simon’s suggestion. Though it appeared to be an ordinary clear lake, focusing my mana allowed me to recognize the massive creature lurking within.

Skin and bone, even the blood and entrails flowing beneath. Every part of its body was transparent. Its form would easily go unnoticed when submerged.

The one hiding beneath the lake was a whale demon with a transparent body.

If I had approached the lakeshore for a drink as Simon suggested, I would have been attacked by the whale demon.

Thinking it had become docile, it seemed a demon was still a demon. I tightened my grip on Simon, crushing him along with the artifact.

[Ke, kek…]

Simon spoke. He said a large bone mountain would come into view if I turned right around the expansive lake.

Following his instructions, I began to use Blink to circle around the lake.

Whoosh—! Whoosh—! Whoosh—!

Suddenly, the more I used Blink, the more a strange sense of familiarity crept in. It wasn’t just because I was approaching Skasha’s territory, but more of an inexplicable familiarity that was hard to articulate in words.

I departed from the lake and passed through the densely wooded forest. The moment I used Blink for the last time, a gigantic mountain appeared before me.

“Ah…”

It was a pure white mountain. Not a snowy mountain, but a mountain made of white bones. I didn’t feel the cold; instead, a scorching heat enveloped me.

Whoosh—

As if responding to the gigantic mountain before me, fiery flames erupted around me.

I understood. The massive bones before me belonged to a Dragon.

The intense heat was the familiar sensation I had felt earlier. Kalbain. Why were the dragon’s bones, which had once ignited the flames of destruction, here?

I gazed up at the enormous bone mountain with a confused expression.