Chapter 163 (1/2)

The Devil King Saymon.

Warrior Rakan.

Two of the strongest people in the history of humanity. They were always mentioned in myths and legends.

Perhaps, they were the strongest human beings.

Arsene, who had awakened the strength of the guardians, flew to the sky shrugging his shoulders.

“Erenes. The other. Day. I was. Alone. So you. Managed, but this. Time it is. Your. Turn.”

A few months ago, Arsene attacked the Dark Moon magic tower, but he was struck down by the High Elf Erenes.

Although his flesh was blown away, he couldn’t forgive Erenes for intervening and for wasting his precious time to recover.

If Arsene knew where he was staying, he would have gone there right away.

Unfortunately, Arsene didn’t know where he was.

He thought of Dark Moon.

So, he decided to finish what he started a few months ago and ask for the whereabouts of Erenes.

“Kulkulkul, warlock. Bastards. And. Erenes. Wait a while. I will. Show. You the. Most. Cruel form. Of. Death!”

If Erenes appeared, killing him wouldn’t be an easy task. But Lich thought of capturing him and torturing him to death.

Arsene, with a sneaky smile, thought of how he wanted to ruin the pure soul and body of the high elf.

A few days later, he and his two guardians crossed the large dessert and arrived in front of the Dark Moon.

Arsene gave the orders to his guardians.

“Well, go my. Faithful. Servants. Get that. Magic Tower’s headstone. And not… huh?”

Arsene stopped giving his orders. The atmosphere of the Magic Tower was very faint in the middle of the night’s light.

The building had been restored, but the lights were out, and it didn’t feel full of life.

“These. Men. Knowing that. I would. Come. Back. Abandoned. The place?”

Were they hiding, then the search would stop.

Arsene flew into the Magic Tower with his fly magic and swept through the buildings with Mana Scan magic.

The only things left in the Magic Tower were the clutter, not just a human but even an experimental rat couldn’t be sensed.

They weren’t hiding; it was like they ran away.

No traces of them could be found, not an item and not even their dust.

“Keu. Ahhh! These. Guys!”

Realizing that he had been fooled by trivial humans, Arsene’s eyes turned angry and black magic raged everywhere.

Kwang!

Thud-!

The Dark Moon Magic Tower, which had been restored to its original form, collapsed once again.

The guardians, who were faithfully following Arsene, silently watched the scene.

Arsene, who was angry, kept on smashing every structure he could.

“Kuk! Irritating! To the. Extent. That I. couldn’t. control. Myself!”

Warlocks were known to be stealthy wizards.