The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years-Novel

The greatsword hit Hungry Spirit.

It wasn’t just a weak hit, but it was like being hit by a club.

Hungry Spirit was squirming in pain. His body was being crushed here and there but he was still a God.

‘If I cannot hit back too…’

There were many ways to reconnect his body. He held his mouth which was split into two in his right and left hands, and it became soft like jelly and connected as one.

Then, after merging into one, his body was restored to its original state.

‘As expected, I can’t get rid of the scars.’

Even after his body was put back together, the scar that went from his head to his body in a straight line was still there.

“DIEEEE!”

At that time, the waters in the Rotomo Strait began to part on both sides, accompanied by a voice full of hate that penetrated deep into the sea.

Isis, who had dug into it, tried to pierce her greatsword into the body of the God.

“Fucking wench!”

But he resisted as much as possible.

He straightened his body to get rid of the greatsword and tried to absorb everything with his power of gluttony.

But it wasn’t easy.

‘Damn. It is different from my full strength.’

Being hungry all the time meant that he wasn’t in perfect condition. Far from appeasing his hunger, it intensified due to the fighting.

In addition to being in a state of exhaustion, even if he was a God, he had just recovered 60% of his strength.

‘On the other hand, the wench is in perfect condition.’

It would be difficult to guarantee victory, but at this rate, his death was certain.

‘Damn it! When will help come?!’

He was sending signals to his allies, but nobody responded. Someone should have received them, and it would have taken less than a second for his allies to come here.

But no one was coming.

‘I have been abandoned.’

He clenched his fist at the flying sword, but it was crushed right then. The sword pierced through his entire arm, completely destroying the right one.

Hungry Spirit screamed in pain and shot out energy from his mouth.

“How many of my people have died because of fucking trash like you…?”

Isis had anger in her eyes as she slashed the enemy with her sword and kicked him. The blue flames spun like wheels and consumed his entire left arm.

He screamed from the intense burning pain, and the greatsword slashed through his back, and the flames engulfing him were killing the cells that regenerated his body.

Hungry Spirit shed tears at the pain he had never felt before.

“W-Why is this like this?”

“Fucking ugly one! If you trampled on life, you should have known that you would have the same thing done to you!”

“Bugs, I just killed some bugs! What is so wrong with that?! If you are also a God, you would know about the feeling of trampling on bugs!”

Hungry Spirit screamed.

A God was a being above normal humans. This meant that they were on another level and in another dimension.

Even more so, mortals were divided into their own grades, and the difference between the Gods and them was great.

Just as humans killed ants for fun, the Gods killed people for fun.

“And I didn’t kill for no reason! I exterminated the bugs for a reason!! Get it?! Wouldn’t it be an honor to be a part of this body of mine!”

“Is that what you think?”

“You think it is wrong?”

Hungry Spirit shed bloody tears and asked in an angry voice.

Isis, whose expression was distorted in anger and hatred, was back to her normal self. And she said in a calm tone,

“I have no intention of correcting your thoughts. But….”

Isis’s aura began to expand to an unimaginable size.

“As I thought, you should die too. This is the contempt for the weak you seek.”

“S-Stop!”

Huge energy condensed into her greatsword, and Isis pierced right at the heart of the God, who couldn’t even scream properly due to the mess his body was going through.

Isis pulled out the greatsword stuck in the God’s chest.

“Die.”

Hungry Spirit judged that it wasn’t good to live. He hoped allies would come, but seeing that no one has come until now, it seems like the Sun God has abandoned him. How could he easily give up on a strong God?

Hungry Spirit couldn’t hide his shock. Maybe for Ra, losing one or two potential Gods was not a big thing.

‘If so, then maybe he will do it. So why bother creating us in the first place?’

What was so great about creating him, who was nothing in front of Ra?

Perhaps other people besides him were thinking the same. However, he didn’t dare raise such a question.

That was because he was born with supreme powers as a God. So Hungry Spirit just laughed at it.

“What is so funny?”

Isis tilted her head at the sight of Hungry Spirit laughing despite having half of his head split open and shrunk in size.

“Should I tell you something interesting?”

Even in the midst of dying, his mouth didn’t stop working.

“There are eleven more like me on our side. We were created to exist as the 12 Gods who would rule the land again when the fight with you is over.”

“…”

“But that is not true.”

“What do you mean?”

“In the first place, the Sun God exists, so what more qualifications do we have to rule the land anyway?”

“Then for what reason were you made?”

“I don’t know. It is more fun because I don’t know.”

Don’t know?

He created potential Gods but didn’t even tell them why they were created?

Isis couldn’t understand it.

“You don’t seem to understand.”

“Are you speaking such things to buy time?”

Seeing Hungry Spirit being confused, Isis had this thought.

“Pitiful bastard.”

At those words, he went insane.

“How dare you call me that! This is the body of a God! God! I am not a bug like you but a noble God since birth!”

“What is so great about being a God? You are dying like a bug here. Without anyone helping you too. At the very least, those you referred to as bugs would not consider sparing your lives. That is why you are more pitiful.”

“God…!”

“Do not act out. After all, you were waiting for the help of your allies. And you are no different from the bug you talked about. You just like to insult and trample on the weak, wanting to feel superior.”

“I-I… I am not!”

“You are a pitiful bug.”

The God couldn’t say anything.

He was getting weaker and weaker.

He wanted to speak back, but he couldn’t do it anymore.

… he wanted to.

“If there is hell, I want you to repent there. I will bury my anger there.”

The greatsword smashed down on his head. As it was, the holy power burned down anything related to the God and took him down.

The seawater began to part and then rushed back at them. Isis climbed onto a rocky mountain before she would get wet from the splashes.

“Teacher!”

“Isis!”

“Isis is back!!”

Isis looked at the remaining warriors. Sarah and Mayatrey were running toward her, and she removed her armor.

Returning to her original form, she smiled at those who survived before she collapsed.

“Isis!!!!”

At that, the warriors immediately went to check on her condition.

“She is just asleep.”

Only after Mayatrey, who arrived late, informed them of her condition, did they all sigh in relief.

Sarah slumped to the ground upon hearing the condition of her teacher.

[It only means she hasn’t properly adapted to the powers yet. So no need to worry.]

Shiva spoke again.

‘Then Teacher is fine?’

[Right, her brain chose to rest to recover what has been used again, rather…]

‘Anything else to say?’

[Come down here and see. Alone.]

Sarah tilted her head at Shiva’s words.

On a black throne, a man was sitting there with black flames burning.

Diablo slowly opened his eyes. His subtle purple eyes stood out in the darkness.

Sitting still, he raised his eyebrows.

“They got it.”

A huge presence could be felt from afar. It was obviously from a God.

And a very great one too.

Before the 12 Gods ruled the world, it was said that this one was on par with Ra.

Of course, it couldn’t be compared to the current power of Ra, but it would be a great help.

“The one who gained the power is Isis?”

He faintly felt Isis’s aura. He thought it would be Hasyath who would take the power, but it ended up being the daughter.

‘Looks like they made a new God too.’

Before a new God’s presence was felt, he felt hostile holy power.

It was a considerable risk, so he was worried and wanted to send someone. And it would have been better if he had gone himself.

‘If that is the case, he would have gone too.’

The Sun God.

That guy would show up to check his movements.

Diablo frowned.

‘How many of these new Gods did you create?’

The guy had entered the realm of ‘Creators.’

There would be plenty of foundations, so it wouldn’t be difficult to make Gods. There had to be a limit to the number, but according to what he confirmed this time, the Sun God must have already created many Gods to counter him.

Making Gods.

What a monster he was.

‘But it is still good.’

He knew that Ra had the most insane power. Anyway, this was the guy who held holy power.

And his power continuously became stronger.

“It is time to move now.”

Diablo’s eyes shone in purple.

“I am watching you. I am going to rip out your throat. As promised then.”

And on the other side….

The dazzling light contrasted the pitch-black darkness, and there was a throne where the flames of the Sun ceaselessly soared.

In the realm that was invisible to Diablo’s eyes, the man in light smiled.

“Huhu. Too hasty now. Impatient, Daiblo.”

The Sun God said while smiling.

“Still not enough. Are you trying to compete with just the power of Shiva? Fool, I understand your wrath, but you should gather more strength. A little more, and it will be worth trying.”

The Sun was burning brightly.

The heat around him seemed to melt the space.

“I have a lot of patience, so try to take your time and do more damage.”

With those words, the white world went into darkness.

Diablo, who watched it without a word, smiled.

“You aren’t the only one peeping.”

It had been one way then, but not anymore.

He also finally reached it.

“Keep your guard up.”

The moment you realize my teeth have reached the nape of your neck, it will be the time of your death.