The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

As black mana raged, his eyes turned purple.
As the storm intensified around him, things started to float around his body and formed a magic circle.

“Destruction.”

Thud!!

As the ground shook violently, several things that looked like thick ropes stretched out for the dragon.

[Such tricks won’t work!!]

Brahmansia tried to hit the ropes with his spheres, but they broke down helplessly at the touch.

[What!!]

At this point, Brahmansia stopped moving, and Prometheus took advantage of the situation.

He tore off his shirt, and his body revealed unknown characters engraved all over it.

Particularly, a rounded square was drawn over his heart, and he poked it with his right thumb.

Puak!

[Great Flame!]

Shh!

And his body vanished instantly, and Behemoth was shocked.

“Where…?!”

A being of that size would have missed its movement.
Jormungand pointed somewhere.

“Over there.”

She pointed to where Prometheus was.

His body was burning in black flames, with the role of destruction in his hands.

At the same time, the monster below him moved.

High up in the sky, the word ‘Heaven’ floated.

And he swung the rope around Barahmansia.

Kwaaaak!

The rope with the power to destroy the God, made it writhe in pain.

Prometheus wrapped the rope around Brahmansia and threw him down.

He couldn’t even resist properly because he couldn’t control his body.

Prometheus gritted his teeth as he watched this.
The images of his colleagues dying and cursing him flickered.

So much time had passed, yet the memory was still vivid.

“You will not get a graceful death.”

The power was obtained at the expense of his comrades.

Prometheus relaxed his hand and held it ahead.
Transparent water drops began to form on the tip of his index finger.

“A virus which kills God.”

A weapon obtained at the cost of countless lives.
He snapped his fingers, and drops of water fell onto the dragon’s body.

And the virus that touched the dragon’s body began to spread inside.

[Kuak! What have you done to my body?!]

“To kill you all…I’ve devoted my life to creating this virus.”

Kuaaak!!!

“It will be quite painful.
Very… very.”

Prometheus looked at the struggling dragon with cold eyes.
The reward from the past.

A reward for the terrible years he went through, and his hands trembled with heat rising.

“I can kill.
God… can be killed.”

Brahmansia’s struggle began to weaken.

He could feel his life draining out as if his breathing would stop at any moment.

Soon, the Dragon God’s breathing vanished, and Prometheus had the brightest smile.

He killed the God.

Behemoth was back to his small form.

“Who is he?”

“You turned cute?”

Jormungand’s eyes widened as she looked at the small Behemoth.

She hugged him in her arms.

“Let go! Let go of me! What are you doing?!”

“Were you always this cute? I thought you were always a big bull.”

“Huh!”

She had no choice but to let go.
Behemoth’s struggles made her sad.

“What is with him?”

“Later… and the Lord… right, I will meet the Lord after a long time, I need to be patient till then.”

Jormungand’s eyes were like those of a girl in love as she thought of her Lord.

Putting on such a girly expression with dark clothes and heavy makeup made Behemoth cringe.

Among the three siblings, she was the one who was obsessed the most with the Lord, so he could understand her.

“Let’s go there.
There aren’t many chances to see the corpse of a dead God.”

“True.”

The two moved to the dragon’s corpse.

Prometheus, who was there before them, was handing the marbles around.

“Finally here?”

“You did well.”

Jormungand approached him and hugged him lightly.
And he accepted it as though he were familiar with it.

Behemoth didn’t know what kind of relationship was between the two, so he simply observed them.

After the hug was done, Prometheus said,

“It will vanish soon.
Let’s finish it before that.”

“Leave it to me.”

“What are you trying to do?”

“Just watching.”

As Jormungand approached the corpse, Prometheus placed the marbles into the subspace.

And Behemoth took a step back.

“You move away too.
If I made a mistake, things would get messy.”

Behemoth’s face frowned, but he did as he was told.

Jormungand had become a being who used two different powers, so he couldn’t predict what would happen from then on.

When she saw that they were far away enough, she drove the scythe to the ground.

A black holy power spread on the dragon’s corpse.

-Fulfill the contract…!

-Our hatred…!

-Anger!

-Give it out!

Jormungand smiled when she heard all of the voices in her head.

This was the first step toward what everyone longed for.

“Now, take as much of this as you like.”

Kwaang!!

With her holy power raging, a black pillar of light rose up.

It soon devoured the corpse of the God.

Jormungand felt the power in her body deepen.

“Haa…”

-God!

-God! Eating a God!

-That hateful thing!!

-Finally! Finally the revenge is done!

-The 12 Gods who destroyed us!!

-I despise them!

Jormungand laughed as she heard the malice.

“Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!”

The laughter lasted for a while.