SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar

[Moments Earlier]

“What? The Empire is under attack?!”

Gloria Midas and her forces were following a trail left by the Empire’s greatest enemy—the Variant—when they got a call from the Midas Empire.

She was beyond astounded when she heard the description of the terrorists.

There were only two people who fit the bill, and hearing what they did made her bite her lip until it bled.

“They even got to the Royal Palace. How dare they…” Her fists were clenched in fury.

Frustration and rage coursed through her.

The most annoying part was that, since HQ down, teleportation was impossible to use.

They simply had to rush to the Empire as fast as possible.

In the end, Gloria had to leave her subordinates behind, crating massive fissures in the ground as she launched herself to the sky and charged straight for her Empire.

“Just you wait, bastards! I’ll kill you all!”

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[The Present]

“Y-you bastard!”

Gloria was currently standing before one of terrorists—the male.

He was the one she considered the trickiest and strongest, which was why she had decided to attack him first.

“I’ll utterly destroy you!” She barked. The sight of her Empire going up in smoke, and also riddled with tons of debris.

The dead bodies of thousands of Midas Soldiers were right behind him, as well as a sea of darkened blood.

Seeing the members of her Race in such a distracted state caused her even more infuriation. Far more than she could bear.

However, that was not the most enraging part. It was what she saw next.

The fallen bodies of her own siblings, and the other members of Royalty that lay at his feet.

Yes, she noticed some were still alive, but… to think he had already killed most of them.

‘You… You….!!!’

It was a pathetic, pitiful sight… and everything was this man’s fault!

“Mage Mode: Royal Transfiguration.” In a flash, Gloria’s body turned completely golden, and the bright flashes of light that radiated from her represented dense energy.

Too dense to be merely called Mana.

It was powerful beyond what any Royal, except her brother and the Emperor, could actually accomplish.

A massive golden crown stood above her flowing golden hair, like a halo on an angel. She had no staff or blade on, but her fists seemed to be especially concentrated with unfathomable energy.

“[Original Magic: Absolute Doom].”

An ominous tone followed her declaration, and the very ground broke apart as soon as she utilized this.

Her body was now covered in rune-like engravings—like dark tattoos on her golden body.

In this form of hers, she was invincible!𝗈𝑽𝓵xt.𝗇𝓔t

Not only did her ‘Mage Mode:Royal Transfiguration’ give her more power than any other kind of Mage Mode, but it particularly nullified any Spell lesser than the power she emitted.

It got rid of any Trap Spells that served as nuisances to her.

The power she currently wielded was no less than her older brother, the First Prince’s in his base form.

However, coupled with her Original Magic, she was bound to be much stronger.

[Absolute Doom] was a specific Original Magic geared towards nothing other than destruction.

Anything within her vicinity was bound to get destroyed as a result.

Whatever she thought of, or even looked at, could easily get pummeled by her thoughts alone.

And, there was the final effect.

Her attacks bypassed defenses, while also ignoring distance and durability, hitting the targets and ensuring damage.

It was the greatest assurance for a decisive victory. That was why she was known as the Strongest Princess in the Midas Empire.

Gloria Midas was at the apex level among Midas Royals.

“[1st Gear]” She muttered, readying her fist for a powerful blow.

Her attacks were divided into ‘Gears’ to help separate the differences in power.

Of course, [1st Gear] was the weakest.

As for the strongest she had ever dialed up her attacks to… it was the [9th Gear].

‘Even that wasn’t able to scratch my brother in his completely awakened form, but still…’

Compared to the First Prince, this man wasn’t a threat.

“Die!”

A burst of golden aura distorted space itself as the punch was launched.

It defied the law of distance, and in no time, the immense impact was already planted on the chest of the young Midas.

>BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM<

Instantly, he was pushed away from the bodies he has sullied in blood and distasteful carnage.

No one was allowed to spill Midas blood. That was the greatest sin to be committed.

“I’ll be sure to punish you properly!” Gloria roared, launching two more punches to send her enemy flying.

Finally, her efforts succeeded, and he was successfully launched to the sky.

“Hmph!”

>BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!<

The ground shattered as she pushed herself to meet him in the air, her body flowing as fluidly as energy itself.

‘I don’t care anymore. I’ll skip the 2nd and move to the the 3rd!’ Her inner voice as she resolutely stared at the stunned opponent.

“[3rd Gear]” This time, what seemed like a giant incorporeal hand formed right beside her hand.

It had particularly dense golden glow, and it had way more power than the first three blows she had struck at the start of the fight.

“Don’t die yet. You have to suffer.mlre first!” Clenching her fist, she pushed it forward, aiming at none other than the man’s stomach.

>BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!<

Shockwaves sent debris on the ground flying, and the sturdier aspects beneath them cracked even further.

Gloria could hear the man cough, most definitely in pain, giving her far more.pleadire and delight.

‘This is just a taste!’ Clasping her hands together, she raised it, and two energy-based hands did the same, raised above her head in sheer imitation.

The target was suspended in the air, pretty much in pain thanks to her earlier attack.

His eyes were staring straight at her punch, but his body was most definitely paralyzed thanks to her continuous strikes.

“Raaaahhhhh!!!”

She brought her hand down, and the clasped energy hands descended on the man, sending him crashing into several building and destroying them all, almost as if they were mere paper.

>BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!<

Their scattered remains spread through the entire Palace Compound, further sullying it, but Princess Gloria didn’t care. Her gaze was on the man who had taken her blow.

His back broke through the final wall of the many buildings, and he found himself once again out in the open—the Royal Garden, specifically.

“Urk…” A groan leaked from him as his paralyzed body could only stare at her, as she hovered in the air above him.

She only stared at him mercilessly, her eyes glowing ever so brightly in rage.

Only death awaited this man, but he wanted him to suffer even more before she granted him such sweet relief.

And even after death, she prayed he would rot in hell for his evil actions wrought against their chosen Empire.

Her siblings were dead. So many lives were extinguished… the lives of the Chosen Race—the special ones.

All because of this man and his partner’s foolish actions.

That was the very bright of lunacy. An abomination that deserved to be extinguished.

“[4th Gear]… “

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