The Greatest Magicmaster's Retirement Plan: Volume 10 by Izushiro

Author:Izushiro [Izushiro]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2021-08-15T16:00:00+00:00

Fifty-Sixth Chapter

Mad Fanatic

Weak light shone into the dark abandoned mine from above.

A huge muscular Magicmaster was on his knees, his head hanging low. With his thick arms outstretched to either side as if crucified, he looked like a puppet suspended by strings. He’d lost so much blood it might put him in a critical state, though the man, Sajik, was unconscious and therefore unaware of it.

The bright red drops of blood dripped down and were absorbed into the dirty ground. Sajik’s face looked deathly pale, possibly due to the dim light. Thin tubes were stuck into his arms as if they were veins. They wriggled and pulsated as they made their way deep into his arms.

Yet Sajik didn’t budge. The tubes led to a large piece of leather cloth a few meters away. But that sight felt out of place.

It was underground and the air was stagnant, and as one could tell from the offensive smell, not even the wind reached down here. But the cloth flapped back and forth like it was moving in the wind. No...it was wriggling like it was alive.

At closer look, the leather cloth wasn’t connected to either the walls or the ground. It seemed to be floating in the air. The center of the cloth protruded like there was something beneath it. And in fact there was something...a grotesque Fiend.

The reason it looked like it was floating was because of its thin body. The top of its head was covered with a tattered leather cloth, and beneath that was a thin, sickly figure reduced to nothing but skin and bone. Its knotty joints, sharp claws, and bent legs, were indeed those of a monster. It looked a little humanoid but there was nothing human about it. That would be enough to make most people disgusted and start shaking in fear. It looked like a hanged man, but even for a Fiend it appeared more dead than alive.

The dark impression it gave off and the peculiar tubes that eerily pulsated made it clear that this was the despicable Fiend that brainwashed its underlings and used them as pawns...the Ogma.

The tubes extending from under the dried leather cloth to Sajik’s arms wriggled again. They had entered at the wrists and wormed their way to his elbows by now.

Sajik’s thick eyebrows twitched, his eyes still closed. The next moment, he flexed his arms so hard that veins appeared, and he broke free from his restraints. He grabbed the tubes and pulled them out of his arms.

What? Fuck, I was dozing off... Sajik slowly and silently raised his head, a fierce anger in his eyes.

He’d been separated from his comrades when he fell underground, and had finally encountered his target when he’d been hit with a surprise attack from a dark element spell and been captured by tentacles.

He had been pumped full of anesthetics, and just as he was about to lose consciousness, he woke up. The reason he’d avoided getting brainwashed was because of the signal flare Alus fired.

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