The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years - Chapter 450

Chapter 450 – The Second First (2)

Most of them couldn’t handle the force of the God.

In the first place, no matter how strong a human was, until recently, they had been subjugated by Gods.

And such beings now appeared in front of their eyes.

They couldn’t handle it.

Even Ann stumbled to one knee. It was impossible for them to handle the presence of a God with their mental strength.

[Uhahaha! Everyone is collapsing like bugs!]

Atlas raised his right hand.

[Then die like bugs too!]

Among the 12 Gods, no one could match him in terms of strength.

Then his holy power formed into a huge fist and fell to the ground, which could make the whole area disappear.

Siegfried tried to delay the damage as much as possible by expanding the space, but it was impossible for humans to intervene with holy time and space relations.

“This! Everyone will die!”

“That monster…!”

Simon threw himself at it and used defensive magic. However, it broke down like glass.

He couldn’t stop it, even for a second. And right before his fist fell…

“Now, such an ignorant bastard.”

Behind the blue armor, numerous peacock feathers fluttered.

Wheels of blue flames supported his two feet as they raged.

The crescent moon pattern on his forehead began to give out a faint light.

“You are the second one.”

The blue light, like a flash of light, pierced through the fist at once.

As the fist exploded, it scattered into numerous small particles, creating a mysterious atmosphere.

Atlas was shocked.

[…!!]

His fist was broken?

Humans couldn’t do this. They couldn’t even block his skills.

There were only a very few beings in this world who had the power to destroy them, but even they would take some damage.

[Finally, you are here! The bugs of the Black Tower!]

The God of the enemy came.

Atlas smiled. He wasn’t sure who the opponent was, but the enemy must have sent them, thinking they could defeat him.

He thought it was funny.

[Who can win over me?!]

At that loud cry, the woman opened her mouth, looking like she didn’t care.

“There is something our boss always says to kids like you.”

The warrior, who appeared right in front of Atlas, raised her great sword before he even realized it.

“Fucking dog.”

Gram, Isis’s great sword, scattered blue flames as it harmonized with the lightning and cut through Atlas’s hard body.

“The causality rate has gone up by 3%.”

Jamie nodded at the report he heard.

In front of him was this huge, clear marble with something that looked like purple liquid inside it. It contained about half of the liquid inside, and it seemed like they would have to wait a long time for it to be full.

“The land of men is so messy.”

Abset, who was next to him, said while looking at the marble.

“One cannot run rampant if the law of causality doesn’t allow it.”

“It is a different place from the Devildom. It is a place where war never ends, and the Demon Kings can move easily. Bless used to be a land where the Gods couldn’t just interfere whenever they wanted until a few years ago. Right now, this one and that one are all running around, but if one acts recklessly without considering the law of causality, whether they are a God or not, they will be crushed by the pressure of the law of causality.”

That was why it was impossible for them to use all their holy power at will.

If there were no such thing as law and effect, one wouldn’t have waged wars like these to the extent of making unnecessary sacrifices.

It would be much more efficient for the Gods to fight. However, because they couldn’t do that, they made armies of men collide and forcibly generate causality so they could enter the battlefields.

“It is such an uncomfortable locality.”

“Peace is created in an uncomfortable atmosphere.”

That was why Bless was able to maintain peace, even if it was fake. At that moment, the purple liquid shone lightly and began to fill the marble.

“It is suddenly going up. Is it because the fight has started?”

“Yes. The war itself will increase the causality, but it is nothing compared to the battle of the Gods.”

The two looked at the large screen, where Isis and Atlas were fighting.

Each time the sword and the fist clashed, waves of causality rippled.

Abset, who was watching the fight, asked,

“Can’t we send another God?”

“We need to look at the situation.”

Jamie continued to watch the fight with a relaxed face, but Abset couldn’t understand it.

The person who should have been the most nervous was Jamie. But what was he seeing?

‘I cannot understand him at all.’

Even before his nature changed, Jamie was hard to understand, but now he is harder to guess than back then.

He wasn’t sure if it was a good thing, but since he chose to trust Jamie and follow him, he wasn’t going to doubt him at all.

It was when he turned to the screen,

-The preparations are done.

He heard his subordinate’s voice, then Abset smiled and turned to Jamie as he said,

“Everything is ready.”

“Ah, yeah?”

At those words, Jamie smiled.

“I want to see that face once again.”

Atlas was greatly shocked.

‘Fast and heavy.’

He could see through her swift movements. But even though he should be superior in terms of strength, each of her attacks felt heavy.

In particular, the wounds on his chest hurt.

[You cheeky…!]

No one could hurt him. At most, this opponent only had the strength of an old God.

On the other hand, he was born based on the strength of an old God by the hands of the Sun God.

The old power couldn’t possibly touch him.

Atlas’s eyes shone.

Objects that looked like stones came out of his skin and began to envelop his body like armor.

[From now on, not a single attack of yours will touch my body!]

The giant quickly approached Isis and struck her with his fist. Isis pulled back and made Gram receive the fist.

Kwaaaa!!!

It was just one punch, but it made the wind blow everywhere, so her body got pushed back. But there was no shock because the attack didn’t last long.

[Fucking rat!]

Atlas immediately went after her.

His strength was further enhanced as he inherited the name of Atlas, a titan of Olympus who was said to have held the sky in the past.

He was familiar with the story of this warrior who defeated Gluttony. However, Gluttony wasn’t in his perfect state then.

And she was just lucky.

With their current state, the 12 Gods couldn’t be defeated by any old Gods.

[Vanish without a trace!!]

“This is why I came.”

Isis smiled as she was pushed back. As she looked at the enemy rushing in, she gradually raised her energy. The ignorant being continued to run with the intent to punch her, and it must contain a lot of strength, but that was all.

He was an idiot who only trusted his strength and jumped into fights.

And such beings always ended up as corpses in front of her. Even if he were a God, that fact wouldn’t change.

[Chaos Spirit]

From her sword, holy power surged. Isis’s eyes burned with a blue flame, and Atlas swung his fist at her.

It held so much power that it showed how stubbornly Atlas wanted to destroy Isis.

[DIEEEE!!]

The fist filled her entire vision, and Isis pushed Gram forward and, at the same time, moved the sword as if pulling it to the right.

As the space distorted, Atlas’s fist turned, making him frown.

[Such tricks of the past!]

Light flashed, and lightning spread out in a straight line.

“You will die because of your ignorance.”

Isis mumbled, but Atlas just dismissed her words.

[You cannot scratch my body with that thing!]

As he said, the lightning sword couldn’t even scratch his body.

[It is different. The gap between you and me.]

Atlas tried to hit Isis with his other fist and rotated his body to make it easier, but the fist didn’t reach her.

It should have hit her, but the fist passed through her body, making him shocked.

And Isis’s voice came,

“Chaos Spirit, huh?”

Atlas looked at her beautiful face and the crescent moon on her forehead.

“It is not an attack that someone like you can even block.”

Puak!

And Gram pierced Atlas’s chest.

‘When?’

He couldn’t even read her movements. She was so fast that his eyes didn’t catch her move.

Compared to the ‘Wind God,’ she was a turtle, but he still missed her.

It was impossible.

“Shocked?”

Feeling humiliated, Atlas clenched his hands together, wanting to smash Isis’s head. However, it was impossible for his palms to meet.

Two Grams pierced his arms, and Atlas was shocked at how the two Isises moved like alter egos.

[You, what tricks did you use?]

“You cannot use Chaos Spirit.”

Puaaak!!

The blade struck his legs, shoulder, stomach, and waist, and Atlas continued to scream.

Then numerous Isises spoke at the same time.

-You are the second.

Gram cut Atlas’s throat. The holy energy fluttered and began to shine in all directions.

The land shook, and the sky split open as if mourning the dead God, and Isis smiled.

“So easy.”

The first battle ended.

The Black Tower won.

“Atlas is dead.”

“He rushed ignorantly and died. So pathetic.”

A man with a dog face shook his head at Blazer’s words.

The being that looked like a priest seemed really saddened and began to recite prayers in an attempt to appease the soul of Atlas.

“You’d rather let me go. Atlas wasn’t right for that situation because he only cared about strength.”

The Thunder God, who inherited the power of Zeus, said this to Ra, who looked bored.

And Ra said,

“It had to be done.”

The Gods who were there didn’t understand it. However, no one asked any more questions.

His words were absolute, so trying to say anything against them was impossible.

An old man with a spiky beard and wearing a black fedora asked Ra,

“What will you do now? Enemies will push through Haron. If the center is taken, it will get annoying.”

“Let me go.”

And the man at the end of the place got up. He was wearing clothes that were hard to find on the Leon continent and could only be seen on the Ryo continent.

As he rubbed his sword that was on his waist with bare hands, he said,

“I will cut the head of that War God.”

“Not yet.”

However, Ra immediately refused.

The man tried to ask why, but Ra spoke first,

“It isn’t time for you to go yet.”

“…I understand.”

Having said that, the man sat down again without asking any more questions.

Ra corrected his form and sat down, resting his arms on the table and his chin on his hands.

He looked at the 12 Gods through his glasses and smiled.

“Everyone wants to head down and go wild, but bear with it a little longer. It needs a little more time to ripen.”

Then his consciousness turned to the previous world’s pillar.