mtlumby2d Chapter 602
Chapter 602
Meet a move, dismantle a move. Meet time, dismantle time. Meet fate, dismantle fate. Meet illusion, dismantle illusion. Meet mind, counter with mind.
Izparut moved with effortless grace among the ten Primordial Taboo Ones.
An absolute confidence—absolute confidence in the realm of magic.
He might not be the strongest combatant in the entire world, but if the battle was purely one of magic, fought using nothing but spells, he feared no one.
If a God of Magic had to dodge the edge of others’ blades in the domain of magic, what kind of Magic God would he be?
Whoosh!
BOOM—
Ten streams of magic swept in from the ends of the world, surging toward Izparut in reverse!
They carved ten massive, long ravines across the planet’s surface!
Ninth-Tier Earth Magic—Heaven-Shaking Earth Movement.
BOOM!
The ravines erupted violently, instantly forming ten colossal stone walls that divided the world!
Izparut was currently pursuing the one who wielded Seal.
The hooded figure controlling the original Seal Magic was desperately evading Izparut’s attacks at high speed!
Whoosh!
With a casual wave of his hand, Izparut sent billions upon billions of magic circles blazing into existence across the sky!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Hundreds of millions of ninth-tier spells rained down from above! Each one transcended ordinary magic. Every single spell carried enough power to sink an entire sea!
CRASH!
Earth and sea boiled over! The world’s chaos was shattered once more. Old elements were replaced by new ones! As the elements annihilated the world, newly generated elements took the place of the old!
Izparut was not merely destroying.
He was creating a new kind of rebirth.
He intended to bring a new origin to the world. Before that could happen, he needed to lay a proper new foundation—at the very least, replace the flawed elements based on the old origin with brand-new, flawless ones!
...
Meanwhile, Kumironi was reviving all life across the world, constructing a world without death.
Though the two existed in different realms and different environments, they were doing the exact same thing.
Changing the world.
"Izparut... why must you insist on destroying the origin?"
"Have you forgotten the path that led you here?!"
"If not for the origin guiding you, how could you possibly..."
Whoosh!
He wanted to continue speaking.
But Izparut appeared directly beside him, clamping a hand over his mouth. Elemental power exploded from his palm and pressed down heavily!
BOOM!
A scorching, deep-blue flame pierced straight through the figure’s skull!
Tenth-Tier—Fire Elemental Magic: Karmic Flame Cataclysm.
Whoosh!
The searing karmic flames instantly incinerated his past, burning away his previous lives and present existence!
This flame spell could directly melt away previous incarnations!
No one knew how he had managed to research such a heaven-defying magic, but he had truly unleashed it now.
"It wasn’t the origin that guided me. I walked toward the origin."
"But it was wrong, so I corrected it."
Izparut rotated his wrist. At the edge of it, deep-blue flames still overflowed outward.
"Still too crude... this spell."
"It could be refined a little more." While muttering, Izparut raised his hand and grabbed hold of something that should not have existed in the empty space to his left.
Sixth Taboo Magic—Void.
"You’ve been skulking around since the very beginning."
"That’s enough, isn’t it?"
Izparut lifted his gaze toward the seemingly empty space on his left.
Yet in his eyes, the reflection of a white-haired figure was clearly visible.
The Void had been searching for an opportunity the entire time.
But from the start of the battle until now, he had not found a single chance to strike. The Izparut before him was an absolute mage who seemed to have no blind spots whatsoever.
Until this moment.
Only when Izparut killed the tenth did he finally spot a tiny flaw.
But that sliver of a flaw...
Seemed not to be a real flaw at all.
Izparut had caught him.
He had seized the Void...
CRASH—
Purple lightning erupted. Izparut simply and unpretentiously used one of the many elements—thunder. Another charred corpse devoid of any life force collapsed to the ground.
The mightiest Primordial Taboo Ones in the world.
Before Izparut, they fell as easily as roadside minions, slain with a casual wave of the hand.
If they had gone all out, fighting desperately with everything they had, trading one life for one might have sparked some real desire for battle.
But now, five of the ten had already been killed.
Izparut’s clothes weren’t even disheveled. They weren’t dirty in the slightest.
He strolled leisurely, his staff floating beside him. Behind him, hundreds of millions of magic circles hovered in the air, overlapping to form countless spinning wheels across the world’s high skies.
This feeling of invincibility.
It swept through every inch of their bodies.
He had reached his peak condition. The very constraints that once bound him had been undone by the enemy themselves.
"Are you planning to offer yourselves as sacrifices for him in the end?"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Izparut dismantled the ten enormous stone walls that had divided the world and looked toward the man among the remaining five who gripped a white staff and maintained the calmest expression.
First Taboo One—Origin.
From beginning to end, the only one who had never made a move.
Even though Izparut was not attacking them right now, the other four no longer tried to seize the chance to strike.
Their previous exchanges had already made it clear: against the existence before them, sneak attacks of that level were completely meaningless.
They would only be countered, and the very magic they cast might become the fuse that killed them.
"Izparut."
"I truly never imagined that a mage like you could be born in this world."
"If I had known you would grow to this extent, the moment you awakened your Mage class, we should have eliminated you at any cost."
Izparut laughed upon hearing this. "Haha, if you could have managed it, that wouldn’t have been a bad plan."
"But geniuses in this world are as numerous as the stars in the sky. If you had to descend and kill every single one, could you even keep up?"
Origin: "No. You are different from those wastes."
Izparut: "I know. I am indeed a little different from other mages—after all, I am the strongest mage in the world."
"But there are other mages whose talent in magic is only slightly inferior to mine."
As he said this, Izparut’s peripheral vision glanced toward the sky—toward Kanzaki Rei, who had almost completely hidden his presence and was quietly observing the battle.
"And besides him, there are still more who are slightly less outstanding but remain exceptional."
"I don’t think you could kill them all."
"Besides, there are no ’ifs’ in this matter."
Origin did not continue the topic.
Instead, he said calmly, "Izparut, I can see your pride."
"What exactly are you waiting for right now?"
Izparut sat down in midair.
He rested both hands on his knees.
"I’m waiting for your final forms. I want to see the most complete manifestation of the origin that you represent."
Origin looked left and right, his divine sense sweeping over the remaining four Primordial Taboo Ones.
"Everyone."
"It seems we have no other choice."
The moment his words fell, Origin raised both hands. Magic power and origin surged toward his body like a flood.
A ten-handed mage appeared before Izparut, unfolding like a peacock in full display.
Around him swirled matter as deep and profound as a black hole.
Origin.
Gathering the nine original Taboo Magics allowed one to integrate the origin itself.
What stood before Izparut now was the true form of the origin.
Izparut pushed off his thigh and stood up, muttering as he observed the form, "As expected..."
"It’s still wrong."
"That just proves I was right."