Boom!
The sun-bright radiance blazed on.
Amid the spellcraft's light, which destroyed everything in its path, the entire library gradually crumbled apart and turned to ashes.
The wizard stood amid the ruins, consumed by indescribable fury.
Damn it!
One divine artifact had already been stolen!
He had known all along that buildings blessed by the gods could block his senses, but how could he have imagined that the gods had hidden something inside a wall?
But now that he had discovered this—
The wizard swung his staff.
The secret power of spellcraft stirred, forming clusters of streaking light that thundered into the other buildings.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
One building after another was flattened.
But there were too many buildings. Even on the distant mountains, many still remained.
The wizard cast his spells without pause.
The radiance of spellcraft illuminated the entire labyrinth complex.
The wind howled, snowflakes danced wildly, and the apocalyptic scene continued.
—Until the corridor door opened again.
The Black Faced Strongman appeared in an instant.
The wizard stopped and looked at him.
"Bastard, let my wife and children go!" the Black Faced Strongman roared.
The wizard said coldly, "You were all captured by the gods. What does that have to do with me?"
"You imprisoned our souls and controlled our bodies," the Black Faced Strongman said through gritted teeth.
The wizard suddenly smiled. "Those who deserve to die are already dead. Those who can live will naturally survive."
The Black Faced Strongman froze, completely unable to understand what the other man was saying.
He said no more and charged forward, fighting the wizard.
On the other side of the labyrinth.
Almost every building had been blasted flat by spellcraft.
In a remote area, a butterfly was hiding on a branch behind a large tree.
It folded its