Experiments prove I possess a misfortune attribute.
At first, I thought that since I had already traveled this road twice, nothing unexpected would happen.
But while passing through the Contention Zone of the Northern Continent, an accident still occurred.
I don't know if someone recognized me on the road; after all, fiery red hair is easy to spot.
The country where I previously wiped out 500 slave-escorting soldiers has now picked a fight with me. They dispatched a large army to block my path.
For this, they even hired a Saint-ranked magician, wanting to use Saint-level magic to counter my own. Was that really necessary? I only killed 500 of their soldiers and freed 1000 slaves.
If those soldiers hadn't come looking for trouble with us, would I have resorted to such a heavy-handed approach?
Facing the pressing army, I didn't feel fear, just a headache at the thought of causing more slaughter. Although I'm not a pacifist, I generally adhere to the principle of not provoking others if unprovoked.
Facing the ordinary soldiers who would soon be killed by my magic, I didn't want to cause excessive carnage either. As the Buddha said, an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind. After all, I don't have time to go to this country's capital and kill their king to solve the problem permanently. The most important thing now is to hurry on to Sharia.
I rose into the air, preparing to cast the earth-attribute Saint-level magic: Great Earth Alabaster, to scare these soldiers.
But it failed. The opposing Saint-ranked magician also used earth-attribute magic to neutralize my spell.
They were too far away to hear the incantation of the spell they cast, so I didn't know what magic they used.
Then I remembered Eris's previous admiration when I used magic and thought I'd put on a big show.
I flew to a spot 100 meters in front of the enemy army. Various arrows and low-level spells were already flying towards me.
I manipulated my flight to dodge and began the incantation:
"Ancestor of the azure atmosphere, Oracal, god of swirling vortices—dwell within my palm, the siphon force that rends space and time! With the bond of the storm, pierce the void, the living and the dead, all return to dust! Spiral blade that cleaves darkness, seize the life source of all creation!"
Mana Drain Vortex
This was another King-class magic I learned back in the "Sanctuary of Tearstains."
The effect of the magic is to create a super magical tornado. Cast from my position in the air, it meant two tornadoes rotated around me like an hourglass.
Anyone grazed by the tornado would be swept into the sky and then die from having their mana drained.
This was no ordinary tornado; it was a mana-absorbing tornado. Apart from me at its center, nothing could escape having its mana drained.
Extremely powerful, it was also the first mana-absorption magic I ever encountered. All absorbed mana would be fed back to me.
So theoretically, as long as the tornado affected a great many people, absorbing their mana, this skill could be cast multiple times.
Truly magic created by the ancient elves. If modern people learned this, probably no country would send ordinary soldiers to war.
That would just be acting as a power bank for the enemy mage.
A massive tornado centered on me. I could have flown over and wiped out their entire army. But I still spared most of them; only a few unlucky soldiers standing at the front were caught in the tornado.
After witnessing such a terrifying spell, the army scattered and fled.
Seeing that most had left, I dispelled the magic, returned to the caravan, and continued the journey.
Eris wasn't as chattering as she was last time when I fought the Red Dragon. She seemed somewhat silent.
I was a bit worried about her. But during a rest period, seeing her practicing the Sword God Style with Ghislaine even more seriously, I felt relieved.
She has always been that kind of girl. Before, she was younger than me, and I was a bit stronger, which she could probably accept normally.
But now, I've shown myself to be far more powerful than she imagined. She probably feels the pressure that she might never catch up to my pace in her lifetime.
This is good. I prefer the Mad Sword King Eris who strives to improve herself to stand before the person she likes. Without her, this world would probably lose a lot of its color!
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