The Great Mage Returns After 4000 Years

Book 2: Chapter 333

Just as the flame that sprouted from Nix’s back transformed into wings,

Crack!

A vine of ice suddenly wrapped around her body.

Peran’s eyes were cold.

The hottest flames that Nix utilised were the ones that came from her back.

To be precise, they erupted from her shoulder blades.

Those flames were so strong that they were able to instantly annihilate any spells 6-stars and below, but that was only when her wings had fully taken the shape of wings.

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In other words, if the flames were only just beginning to appear, or if they hadn’t yet taken the shape of wings, the temperature probably wouldn’t be so high… Or so Peran hoped, which is why he cast a spell trying to take advantage of that gap.

His experiment was a success.

He had managed to restrain her with just the 5-star spell, Ice Vine.

“K-, kuh…”

Nix groaned and struggled, but it wasn’t easy for her to break free of the Ice Vine.

This was because the Beginning Wind was still swirling around her.

Like a bonfire that could stay alight in heavy wind, the swirling blades of wind shattered any flames she tried to emit before they could become terrifying.

Nix couldn’t help but tremble as a sense of helplessness filled her heart.

‘This guy… Who the hell is he?’

Of course, she knew he was a Wizard. But she couldn’t help but feel that he was fundamentally different from all the Wizards she’d killed before.

Even the 7-star Wizards, high ranking Wizards who were known as Archmages, weren’t able to push Nix like this.

“…”

Looking at this scene, Lukas couldn’t help but remain silent, almost forgetting about the pain in his abdomen.

Beginning Wind.

That spell, called Beginning Wind, was an 8-star spell.

Peran had been able to cast it perfectly. Even going so far as to use double casting.

In other words, that Wizard, who was currently suppressing Nix in the sky, had reached 8-stars at an unprecedented age.

Crack!

Nevertheless, despite his seemingly overwhelming advantage, Peran didn’t let his guard down.

The Ice Vine that sprouted from his hands grew thicker, and gradually, more than half of Nix’s body was encased.

“Ack.”

A soft moan escaped Nix’s lips.

It was cold.

Needless to say, the cold was deadly for Phoenixes.

For them, becoming cold was the same as watching their approaching death.

Ice Vine.

Although it was just a 5-star spell, it was slowly but surely sapping Nix of her heat.

‘It… hurts…’

The pain was beginning to make her feel light headed.

Beginning Wind was still scratching her all over her body.

At first, no blood came from the scratches. Her skin, which was being sliced apart, was restored almost instantaneously by the innate regenerative powers of Phoenixes.

Nevertheless, there was a limit.

Now, red blood was beginning to flow from her wounds.

“Uh… ah… st-… stop…”

Nix groaned and stuttered, but Peran didn’t stop using his spells.

This wasn’t the time to show mercy.

If he missed this opportunity, it was possible that he would lose and die.

Crack-

Before long, the Ice Vine completely covered Nix’s body.

Nix was now completely trapped in a block of ice. She could no longer move, and she could no longer speak.

Rumble-

The final hit.

He gathered the remaining power of the Beginning Wind before shattering the block of ice into pieces.

The pieces were so small that even a Phoenix would not be able to put itself back together.

This fight was finally over.

“…”

Peran’s deep gaze slowly cooled.

* * *

…Nix was alone in the dark.

-Are you leaving?

She heard a voice from somewhere.

It was a soft, fragile voice that seemed like it would shatter at any moment.

It was familiar. Whose voice was that?

-…please take me with you.

…Ah. She realised.

It was her voice.

After realising this, Nix couldn’t help but question herself once again.

Had she ever said something like that?

-The best place for you is not beside me.

…A gentle voice sounded.

For a moment, Nix almost burst into tears. She couldn’t help but feel that she’d heard this voice just recently too.

Where had she heard it? She couldn’t seem to recall.

-Is there anything that you want to do?

However, every time she heard that voice, she felt her eyes tear up. Her heart began to ache as though it was being ripped apart.

“…I… want to find mypeople.”

That was Nix’s answer.

The voice of her memory overlapped with her own voice at that moment.

-Don’t be afraid of them rejecting you. Since you’ve become such a powerful being, you can become their shadow. Keep that in mind. (TL: This wasn’t what Lukas originally said. PR: Author has memory issues just like everyone else lol)

-Is ■■■■ still there?

Who?

For a moment, she wasn’t able to hear what her voice said.

-…sharing a body with someone is not something that many can experience. Moreover, he’s a monster who lived for almost 1,000 years. His character is poor, but your relationship doesn’t seem to be that bad.

Lived for 1000 years?

Their relationship didn’t seem to be that bad?

…It was obvious that he was talking to her.

But she didn’t know who he was referring to.

-Treat him well.

-■■■■Please take care of Nix.

At those words.

She felt like she heard a strange voice from somewhere.

-Hmph… Naturally. If this woman dies, I will die as well.

It was a deep voice.

For a moment after hearing it, Nix felt like her head had been struck by a hammer.

Then, she felt her dreadful headache, the painful companion that had haunted her for years, suddenly disappear.

Right.

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She wasn’t alone.

She’d never been alone in the darkness.

She turned around.

There, she came face to face with a pair of bright yellow eyes. This pair of eyes, which were so large that they were as tall as she was, was staring intently at her.

This would have been a frightening sight for anyone, but not for Nix.

Instead, she smiled and whispered the name of her other half.

“…Torkunta.”

(TL: So is she dead, or…?)