Chapter 564 - The Words of the Wicked 2 (1/2)

Wheeing-!

Luke’s Teleportation magic which was used on Constantine, took them near a cliff close to Bremen city.

Constantine couldn’t stop his body from trembling when he looked at the end of the cliffs.

“I think it would be best to answer my questions right away. That is… if you don’t want to experience your entire body crushing itself while reaching the bottom.”

“Uhhh, you bastard! Are you really someone who should call yourself as the descendant of Rakan?”

Laughing at Constantine’s childish outburst, Luke released the hand on Constantine’s nape, making him fall.

“Uhhhhhh!”

Phat!

Constantine who crashed down the cliff kept on twitching on the ground.

Along with the muffled sound, his entire body was shuddering in pain due to the breaks.

Constantine’s entire body was crushed because of the fall.

“Uhhhhh! Ahhhhh! Uggghhhh!”

He was hurting enough to die, but somehow he didn’t seem to have died.

Right before Luke left him, he placed strengthening magic on him and then used a form of Healing magic called ‘Treatment’.

“Now, do you feel like talking?”

Luke’s voice could be heard in his ears.

“I’d rather let you kill me.”

“Oh ho, you want to go through that again?”

Luke brought back Constantine’s body with Anti-gravity Magic.

The healed body and once again thrown off the cliff.

After the process was repeated for a few times, Constantine surrendered.

“I-I’ll start speaking! I’ll tell you everything! Please don’t throw me off again!”

He had been through a lot of suffering all his life, however, the pain of feeling his entire body crush itself to reach the bottom was devastating to endure.

Luke healed the body of Constantine and began to ask the questions.

“Is Arsene the one behind all this?”

“… Arsene? Who is that? Are you not referring to the Archmage who was famous 500 years back?”

At Constantine’s words, Luke had a bitter expression on his face.

“The great and famous guy you are talking about had turned himself into a Lich and is still alive.”

“Th-that can’t be! Nonsense!”

“You should have heard it. That the Veritas Magic tower was destroyed because it was studying dark magic.”

Surely everyone would have heard that.

It was a Magic Tower that was on par with the Holy Arthenia Magic Tower, and somehow they summoned a high-ranking demon in their warehouse and ended up turning the Nemesis city into a wasteland and eventually destroyed the demon.

During that time, there were stories going around that Emperor Rudolf of the Baroque Empire was so angry at them, that he had ordered for the body of Arsene to be dug up and his bones to be smashed.

Yet, it was a shocking story.

Veritas’s founder—Arsene, who was known to have tried to abolish dark magic had turned himself into a Lich and was still alive.

“And, among the men who tried to attack me and kidnap Reina, there were remnants of Arsene, the subordinates in Veritas Magic tower.”

“Su-subordinates?”

“Those men in grey robes. They all pretended to be priests, but they were all warlocks. One of them was quite strong yet, in the end, they all died with these hands.”

‘No- No way!’

Baymon or the other ones in Grey Order had never responded to the magic communication, but for them all to be dead because of Luke!

Constantine shook his hands when Luke was staring at him with a nasty expression.

“I-I really don’t know. I have never met that Arsene. I just received a God’s revelation!”

“Puht! God’s revelation?”

Luke couldn’t hold himself from laughing.

So, God had nothing better to do and decided to reveal himself to the rotten priests who was known for his greedy and self-ambitious goals!