Fury (Part 2)

The forces of darkness were a forbidden term in this world. They represented not only the endless power of the underground world, but also a fearsome group living upon the surface.

This group worshipped rare evil gods, surrendering their lives and souls to fiendish deities in exchange for the ability to wield the power of darkness.

Legend said they possessed power greater than that of ordinary mages. Their actions were even stranger and more unpredictable, making them figures that even ordinary mages found troublesome.

Thus, people feared and avoided their existence. Sometimes, they deliberately ignored them. No one liked dealing with someone who was always ice-cold—much less when that ice-cold person was a terrifying monster.

Yet everyone had desires, great or small. Those with small desires might yearn for a peaceful life or the fulfillment of some dream. Those with great desires might want even more—status, money, fame... Dark mages were constantly being born. Many ordinary mages blessed with spells and talent offered their loyalty and souls to evil gods, thereby changing their profession into mages steeped in the aura of darkness.

In this world, every mage inspired awe. Among them, dark-element mages were the most unusual kind. They were the most feared, and the least welcome. Their power was hidden in darkness, rarely displayed beneath the sunlight.

In a dim underground chamber, the air was thick with the smell of blood.

An altar stood in the center of the room. Seven or eight people lay sprawled across the floor, their blood gushing out and flowing over the ground.

Red illuminated the power of magic.

In sharp contrast to the bloodshed, holy power filled the air.

Beneath that holy power, a person kneeling on the ground trembled faintly as he bore its force.

A moment later, with a boom, the