SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar-Novel



"[Original Magic: Marionette]." Kuzon whispered.

Instantly, golden threads began to dance around him. Almost like completely thinned out tentacles, they formed, wrapping themselves in the air with their multiple appendages.

>ZZZTTTTTZZZZZ<

Golden electricity instantly covered Kuzon's body, and the threads around him began to glow.

"I hold nothing against you, but..."

The knights that had so confidently marched forward slowed down, and even took a step back.

The amount of power they were sensing from the Kuzon alone must have halted them in their tracks.

"W-what is that power?" Geri whispered to his sister.

"No idea. It feels similar to what big brother has, though." Jeri answered, her eyes cautiously staring at their target.

Despite this, though, their pride remained.

"What are you waiting for? He's a trapped animal! What could he possibly do against your numbers?!"

The Knights shook a little the moment they heard the words of their superior.

"Attack him. Use your Magic! Attack all at once!"

The moment this command was given, each knight brought out what seemed like golden staves from their waist, pointing it at Kuzon and his glowing wires.

>WHUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMM!!!<

The terrifying sounds of multiple Spells being initiated at once caused a warbling effect all around Kuzon.

The surrounding aura and their multiple effects should have fazed him.and out him under pressure, but nothing of the sort happened.

And thanks to his defensive measures on Maya, she was completely fine too.

No, rather, she was ecstatic.

'Show me, Kuzon!' Her thoughts echoed with a yearning that even she had tried but failed to ignore for the past three weeks.

'I want to see it! I want to see more Magic!'

The knights fired their Spells—whether it was fire, or lightning, or light, or any other destructive element that was bound to cause some damage.

>BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!<

The earth quaked and destruction erupted, causing smoke to ascend into the sky.

None were naive enough to celebrate yet, though. Not until they saw the corpse of their target.

Unfortunately for them...

"Hm? Not bad."

... He remained unscathed.

Thin layers of transparent threads blocked their attacks, preventing not even. the slightest one slip through the cracks.

It was an absolute defense.

"Guess it's my turn." Kuzon's smile grew a little as he took in the shock of his audience. "Let's try out this construct... Fenrir."

>FWIIIISSSHHHH<

The golden threads quickly multiplied, creating a massive construct within seconds.

The wires formed muscles, and veins, and smooth linings to cover all these things in order to form a perfect replica of Kuzon's imagination.

The construct stood at least fifteen meters tall, with a completely golden hide. It had the form of a wolf, though it's regal appearance made it appear as something fat more divine.

"W-what?!" Kuzon could hear many voices erupting around him. He only had one word for them.

'You're all too slow.'

In a flash, the threads he manipulated carried him and Maya to the back of the giant wolf, and he watched his enemies from above.

"Kill them."

"GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR...."

In an instant, the wolf's body burst of golden electricity, and it let out the most magnificent roar.

"ROOOOOOOOOAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!"

Whether or not wolves roared didn't matter now. The most important thing was the effect.

The dense electrifying aura around the construct instantly traversed the area, pouring through all the knights around it.

"ARRRRRGHHHHH!!!" Their voices echoed across the forest as the brilliant glow of golden electricity shone through.

It was hot enough to burn through the armor they wielded in an instant, causing the hot liquids to melt their flesh and bodies along with them.

Being fried alive while encased in a melting vat of gold... the pain was too intense to imagine.

Needless to say, a good number survived the attack, and they readily prepared a counter.

Using Magic to fly, while increasing their defenses to the maximum, they all ignored the wolf and went for Kuzon who stood atop it.

Once again resorting to surrounding him, they gathered all their energies to take him down in one fell swoop.

What they noticed, however, was that his head was lifted to the sky—almost as if stating at something they couldn't see.

And just as they were close to reaching him, they could finally see a radiant glow of light shining upon them—like a second sun.

But this was no sun.

It was simply the reflection caused by multiple golden constructs that descended upon the surviving troops like rain.

"Construct: Arrow."

>WHOOOOOSSSSHHHH!!!<

Like divine punishment, the arrows from heaven, as fast as light, found their way to the opponents.

They pierced through their defenses like they was nothing, and more than five of them were distributed per individual.

Their skulls were pierced and crushed by the weight of the arrows.

Their hearts were specifically targeted, same as three other regions in their bodies.

All of them with perfect, pinpoint accuracy.

"GUACCKKK!!!"

Blood stained the interior and exterior of their armor as all the remnant knights plopped to the ground.

All of them dead.

"I wanted to try more, but I guess this suffices." Kuzon smiled at the sight of carnage he had wrought.

Over five thousand powerful individuals... dead in merely seconds.

'This is nothing.' He shrugged. 'I could have easily controlled then with [Marionette], but why should I? Let's save the best for last.'

His eyes were now on the doppelgangers of his dearest cousins.

He could see their expressions of fear and shock at the scenery he had so graciously created for them.

The pride that once littered their eyes was now nowhere to be found.

Right now the twins looked dazed beyond recovery. The perfect result for Kuzon.

'I have many use for them. I could take them as hostages. I could extract information from them. The list is endless, is it not?'

Perhaps they didn't deserve to die, but that wasn't any of Kuzon's concerns. He would kill anyone that stood in his way, and there was no time to begin a moral deliberation on his part.

'I just have to get back home. That's what matters most, isn't it?'

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[A/N]

Now then... let's see what else Kuzon has to show us.

I think in terms of brutality, he's a step ahead of Jared.