Only I Am Immune to Magic

Chapter 037. me?

“older brother!”

Zeke shouted as he roughly wiped the blood off his face.

He had just come upstairs from cutting down a renegade under the altar.

Before starting the operation, he received an order from Aaron.

‘If Raast goes down while helping the dwarves, come upstairs.’

He did not know why he had given such an order, but Zeke followed the order without a word.

He had been doing things that others had never thought of before, so he believed that this time he would do the same.

“Now you really have become a user.”

Aaron smiled and greeted him.

I could see a translucent haze swirling around Zeke’s body.

It didn’t have a color yet, but it was an obvious aura.

“I can barely feel it. It’s half.”

Zeke shook his head shyly.

After leaving the lord’s castle and coming here, he achieved a lot of growth.

At first, I was worried and afraid to leave the nest, but not anymore.

He is now ready to become a knight.

“Even if it’s only half, an Auror user is an Auror user. Anyway, I called because I have something to entrust you with.”

“A job?”

“okay. This is the most important mission in this operation.”

Aaron pointed to Leah, who was sobbing with her head down.

“Take this friend and run away as far as you can.”

“yes? me?”

Zeke opened his eyes wide.

Leah’s rescue is the core of this operation.

No matter how much she realized her aura, it was embarrassing to entrust her to herself who hadn’t even manifested her color yet.

“Wouldn’t it be better to leave it to Raast? You must be much faster than me.”

“no. Can you see that?”

Aaron shook his head and pointed down the altar.

Dwarves and Rhaast stood in front of the stairs leading up to the altar, blocking the renegades.

They were taking out dark magic stones one by one and chewing and swallowing them, probably realizing that they couldn’t win easily anymore.

Dealing with hybrid and mutated dark knights with only the power of the dwarves was a daunting task.

To stop that, Rhaast had to stay put.

“Those guys will be distracted by the altar right now and nothing will catch their eye. Rather, it’s the easiest mission, so don’t worry.”

“Okay, brother. I will try.”

“Aww… … !”

As Zeke made up his mind and was about to cut the rope, Leah opened her mouth wide and let out a harsh moan.

His face was distorted and his eyelids trembled.

Bronkel, who had disappeared beyond consciousness, was pressing her down again.

[-A wormy, bastard… … . cunning… … You did it.]

Leah said with a trembling chin.

My eyes went black, and I repeated the song, and my voice cut off.

Because he came in a hurry while not yet fully recovered, the unstable possession took place.

Originally, Bronkel suggested that Aaron struggle with hallucinations and commit suicide.

However, as soon as Bronkel disappeared, Aaron came to his senses and was trying to get Leah off.

It was for this reason that he acted imperfectly.

If they run away with the bowl, everything will go to waste.

[-The Veil of Destruction.]

In the next moment, a pitch-black curtain was placed around Leah.

A high-ranking black magic that destroys everything it touches.

Even if they were lucky enough to survive the hallucinations, this veil would be impenetrable.

“Cool!”

Leah coughed up a handful of blood.

Casting magic while clumsily possessed caused strain to the body.

[-The bowl was useless. I will pay for this later.]

Bronkel smiled through his bloody mouth and backed away.

As soon as Leah was possessed, she lost her mind.

“sh*t.”

Zeke gripped his sword tightly.

As he was about to strike the curtain with his sword, Aaron grabbed his arm.

“If you touch it, you die.”

“… … What now?”

“wait.”

Aaron put Zeke behind him and reached for the tent.

“Tongue, brother?”

Behind him, Zeke’s panicked voice was heard.

But he didn’t stop.

Jigsaw Jigsaw!

[I resisted the curtain of destruction of Bronkel (Lv. 65).]

[I resisted the curtain of destruction of Bronkel (Lv. 65).]

[The destruction of Bronkel (Lv. 65)… … .]

When I put my hand into the curtain, purple sparks flew in all directions, and the message of resistance to extension came to mind.

The sleeves of both sleeves and the top of his shirt were torn to pieces, revealing white, muscular arms.

“Turisaz.”

[Spirit is reduced by 8%.]

The grip imbued with the power of the rune easily cut the rope that bound Leah.

[-Yes Ino Ohm! It was a Sephirot dog!]

As soon as the rope was cut, the curtain of destruction disappeared, and Bronkel, who was left alone, trembled violently and spewed out a sword.

Red eyes appeared on the guard part of the sword and shot Aaron and Zeke as if they were going to kill them.

“Ugh… … .”

Zeke trembled and closed his eyes.

To the youngster who had just realized the aura, the demon’s intent to kill was a curse itself.

It was as if something invisible had pressed down on his shoulder and ripped out his eyes and tongue alive.

“Zeke.”

Just as he was about to come to his senses, Aaron grabbed his arm.

“Don’t be afraid. He can’t move even one step.”

“… … .”

Zeke made up his mind and opened his eyes.

Seeing Aaron’s unwavering eyes, the fear that filled his head subsided.

Looking into Bronkel’s eyes was still disgusting and frightening, but I didn’t want to avoid it any longer.

“Now do your thing.”

“yes.”

Without hesitation, Zeke walked over to the magic circle and picked up the fallen Leah.

“What about your brother?”

“I have to finish him off.”

Aaron pointed to Bronkel.

Zeke looked at Aaron and Bronkel alternately, then nodded.

“be careful.”

He jumped down the slope beside the altar with Leah.

It was so steep that it was almost like a cliff, but a transparent aura protected them.

[-Do you think this is the end?]

Bronkel muttered, squinting his vertically slit eyes.

Aaron nodded.

“huh. You’re done, you devil.”

[-hehehehe. You can’t be arrogant.]

A creepy laugh flowed from the sword.

Soon, the entire sword glowed red, and black air streams poured out toward the corner of the altar.

A place with a cocoon made by Kalis.

He was trying to possess his servant on behalf of Leah.

sh*t, sh*t-

The cocoon that had absorbed all the air currents began to crack.

Seconds later, something broke like glass and crawled out of the cracked cocoon.

“ugh… …ぅ… … . Lord, my lord… … .”

Pale gray skin, red eyes, two horns sprouting from his forehead, and black smoke running down his body.

The hideous looking Khalis groaned as she crawled to the floor.

He was resisting Bronkel’s power to erode his mind.

The struggle was desperate, knowing that if the soul was taken away, it would never come back.

“Turn off… … aaa!”

However, Warlock, who had already accepted Magi, could not refuse the master’s visit.

With the last bob, Calis’ soul fell into the abyss, and Bronkel took its place.

He was stuttering on the floor, then jumped into the air and stood up straight.

“Your body is like garbage.”

The unbearable sense of alienation made his face contort.

The hastily snatched body did not suit him at all.

It was as if a large key had been forcibly screwed into a small hole.

“It’s too much for you.”

Aaron said in a mocking voice.

Red eyes glanced back at him.

“Stupid bastard. You kicked your chance to escape. you guys now… … ?”

Bronkel, who was about to curse, hesitated.

center of the altar. Aaron was holding the hilt of his upside-down sword.

[I resisted the corruption cast by the sword of chaos, Abyss (Lv. ???).]

[…] … You resisted the delirium cast by the Abyss.]

[…] … You have resisted berserk.]

[…] … resisted.]

[…] … resisted.]

[…] … .]

A red message protruding from the pommel filled my eyes.

‘done.’

Aaron’s lips went up.

Sword of Chaos, Abyss.

This cursed sword was used by the Grand Duke of the Demon Tribe a thousand years ago.

If a pure-blooded demon obtains a demonic sword, it can generate tens or hundreds of times its power depending on its talent.

It was all thanks to this sword that the ordinary Bronkel was able to receive the title of baron.

“Turisaz.”

[Spirit is reduced by 8%.]

Quadruped!

When Aaron applied his strength, the sword, which had been deeply embedded in the altar, was pulled out with a roar.

[-How is that… … . It’s nonsense. This is impossible.]

Bronkel, who had always been relaxed, muttered to himself with a blank face.

The magic sword that brought him to this place fell into the hands of an unknown child.

No one other than a pure-blooded demon could wield that sword.

My head would explode if I simply grabbed it, or I would go crazy because I couldn’t bear the curse. For some reason, that kid was standing still and observing the Abyss.

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“I didn’t even know you would give up your sword so easily.”

Aaron held up the Abyss with both hands.

The owner is still alive, so it doesn’t have any special abilities, but it should be much better than the mass-produced sword worn around the waist.

“You bastard, what is your true identity? Are you from the Devil’s Realm?”

“no. My hometown is Tmoline. I’ve never seen Odd Haken.”

“Looks like you have no intention of confessing. good night. I will open my mouth and open my head to find out.”

“You are full of confidence.”

Aaron touched the blade as if stroking it.

[The sword is imbued with the power of the runes. Spirit is reduced by 8%.]

The red energy that escaped from his hand moved to the sword.

Bronkel’s brow narrowed.

“I’ll admit that you know how to do some tricks. However, the end will be the same in the end.”

“If Magi had his bowl and even his sword stolen, his mouth would survive. Do demons decide their rank with three tongues?”

“Heh heh. You are not alone in wasting time. Foolish thing.”

“… … ?”

This time Aaron frowned.

Bronkel smiled and continued.

“Do you think I sent the bowl because I was stupid?”

“… … !”

Aaron quickly looked away.

The two dark knights left the battlefield and were running somewhere.

The direction Zeke and Leah ran away from.

On the outside, he pretended to play with the rhythm and secretly gave orders.

“I have to follow it with my eyes, but it is already too late. My knights will tear and swallow the worm and come with the bowl.”

“… … I’m so glad you’re smart. Bronkel.”

Aaron, who had been looking blankly in the direction Zeke had disappeared, turned his head.

His eyes, looking at Bronkel, drew an arc.

“Are you crazy?”

“no. It’s too fine, so I’m going to wear it.”

Aaron approached the edge of the altar holding a sword imbued with rune power.

It was the place where he tricked Khalis and placed the golem’s core.

The core, which initially had a blue light, was now shining white as it absorbed all the demonic energy of the altar and the warlock.

“If I explode this, will you survive?”

“… … Was that what you thought?”

Bronkel chuckled.

The core of a golem cast with magic stones can only be formed with pure natural mana.

The magi that has been absorbed so far will not be able to form a body and will eventually explode.

Aaron came up here aiming for that in the first place.

“It is pitiful that you thought I would be frightened by such a mere trick. good night. I’ll make your wish come true myself.”

Bronkel spat out and reached out his hand toward the golem’s core.

A stream of red light came out of the fingertip and passed through the center of the nucleus.

“… … !”

Aaron’s eyes widened.

Only I am immune to magic

Author : Sileng

Publisher: Son Byeong-tae

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