Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

It was obvious that the High Tower's action was still a little late. When the High Tower was still discussing the situation of the war with Lind, the super-level magic in the East Territory was already ready.

In an open field, there were several magicians standing in various corners of the magic circle around Oris with solemn expressions. They were wearing special robes with hoods covering most of their faces.

These people are called Forbidden Spell Apprentices in the Avar Kingdom, and they are specifically responsible for assisting high-level professionals in casting super-level magic.

Several apprentices of forbidden spells continued to chant obscure spells, and the light of the magic circle under the feet of the crowd was gradually getting stronger, as if responding to the chanting of these apprentices of forbidden spells.

As these apprentices continued to cast spells, runes quietly surged in the magic circle where lines were intertwined, as if time had stopped.

And Oris was in the center of the magic circle, constantly controlling the magic power and runes within the huge magic circle.

If Lind were also at the scene of the spellcasting, he might still feel that he was too conservative. He could simply find a deserted piece of land and experiment with super-level magic. An actual casting would yield far more data than calculations in the laboratory.

But just as the guest from the tower said, super-level magic is not easy to control. Even for the Avars who often use super-level magic, there are still many properties of super-level magic that are completely unknown.

Oris was already a skilled worker in the Avar Kingdom. The magic circle soon condensed into a storm in the sky above the eastern border. The clouds continued to gather like a vortex, the air became thicker and thicker, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, as if all the heat was swallowed up by the storm in the sky.

Seeing that the super-level magic was about to get out of control, Oris activated the unknown flesh and blood sent by the demons.

As the nature of magic power changed, super-level magic gradually stabilized.

Lightning flashed, the wind howled, and the entire sky was covered by dark clouds. The surrounding territory called Basil had been completely engulfed in a sea of ​​fire due to lightning and strong winds.

Everything went as planned, and Altaïr, who was observing the spellcasting closely and taking notes, looked at the apocalyptic scene around him and marveled at how Oris's forbidden spell skills had improved.

This super-level magic has already had such a huge destructive power even before it was fully released. Once it is fully released, I am afraid that the land in the East Territory will become a completely uninhabited area.

Although I always had a sense of foreboding in my heart, it must be just because I was in a foreign country and was too worried.

Just as Altaïr was thinking this, Oris, who was at the center of the magic circle, discovered something was wrong.

Super-level magic is still expanding, and although it has stabilized, it is becoming increasingly difficult to control.

It would be better to say that this super-level magic has actually escaped Oris's control. The lightning storm that originally destroyed the world seemed to be just a prelude to some real super-level magic. The magic power above was still condensing uncontrollably. The super-level magic that should have brought down sky fire long ago seemed to be accumulating power for some even more terrifying magic.

An unprecedented fear surged into Oris's heart.

With the qualitative change of magic power, the ominous and gloomy atmosphere in the air became thicker and thicker. Some magic power has even formed physical tentacles, flapping in the air continuously.

This is no longer the original super-level magic.

The rune in the center of the magic circle burst out with an intense light, like a burning flame and thunder. A ray of light pierced the sky, which had turned into a huge vortex. A huge black shadow appeared faintly in the light and was slowly descending.

This figure had no specific form; it seemed to be composed of countless broken illusions, but the surrounding demon soldiers immediately knelt down towards the black shadow.

Although the images of these illusions were still very abstract, the demon soldiers, especially those who were trained and ate flesh and blood, recognized them at a glance. They were their gods.

“Uh…Uh!”

Those forbidden spell apprentices fell down the moment the black shadow appeared. Their bodies under their robes became dry, like mummies that had been sucked dry. After whimpering twice, they fell silent.

Looking at the phantom in the sky, Oris felt an unprecedented fear and oppression. As the phantom descended, it seemed as if the earth was shaking slightly.

Oris wanted to interrupt the spell, but that was already impossible. The super-level magic had undergone an unprecedented horrific change. Now it was no longer Oris who was casting the spell, but the entire magic circle was controlled, constantly absorbing and manipulating Oris's magic power.

Altaïr, who was recording, had already noticed something was wrong and shouted to Oris, "Stop, stop now!"

But Oris now seemed to have his mind controlled and could no longer think. He stared at the shadow in the sky with wide eyes. The flesh and blood provided by the demons were constantly expanding and absorbing other magical materials, turning into an endless stream of black blood, which continued to spread out with the magic circle as the center.

As the immobile Oris came into contact with the black blood, his body made a sound as if his flesh was melting. Oris struggled with his last bit of strength and stretched out his arms to Altaïr, seeking help.

But from Altaïr's perspective, Oris had turned into a bloody monster after coming into contact with the black blood. He let out a creepy howl and stretched out something that looked like a hand, pointing at himself.

Altair, who had never expected it to turn out like this, was so frightened when he saw the black blood that seemed to have life that he immediately dropped his records and ran away like a madman.

Oris was fixed in the center of the magic circle, and his magic power was constantly sucked away. At the same time, the black blood seemed to be endless and began to spread continuously, eroding the land.

However, the shadow in the sky seemed unable to break through some shackles and finally dissipated in the sky, but at this time, the super-level magic had been completed.

The original thunder storm had stopped, but just as rain would come after thunder, black raindrops began to fall from the sky.

The raindrops put out the fire that was originally caused by the thunder storm, which made many people in the East Territory look at the black raindrops falling from the sky with curiosity.

Although this heavy black rain looked quite strange, it at least put out the fire. Some people in the Basil area thought that it was a miracle of God, and they knelt in the rain to pray.

"Father, look! It's black rain!"

In Basil's lord's castle, the lord and his daughter, who had no idea what was happening, were looking at the black rain curiously.

The naughty lord's daughter ran into the courtyard and performed the latest dance she had just learned to her father in the black rain.

The lord, who failed to stop his daughter, immediately prepared to pull his little daughter back under the umbrella held by his servant to avoid the strange rain, but halfway through, he saw his little daughter in the courtyard being rapidly corrupted into a monster under the erosion of raindrops.

"Father...my dance..."

The little daughter's voice became more and more distorted, and less and less like that of a human. The sound did not come from her mouth at the beginning, but now it is coming from her whole body, as if her whole body was covered with mouths.

"Do you think... you'll see...?"

The little daughter was obviously still conscious, but her voice had turned into a strange whisper.

The area of ​​rainfall began to expand uncontrollably, the sky gradually became darker, the black clouds almost touched the horizon, and the rain dyed the earth the color of despair.

Plants withered, rivers became filthy, flesh and blood rotted, and the ecology collapsed in an instant in this rain.

The whole world seemed to be coming to an end at this moment, with no salvation and no future.

This doomsday that no one expected was started by humans themselves, in a super-level magic that mixed the desires of humans and demons.