SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar-Novel

491 Demon Lord Lubick

The match ended in an unexpected turn of events—Ivan's victory.

As the Demon General coughed his last, having his insides completely filled with burning Wax, Ivan screamed with delight and satisfaction.

His body throbbed thanks to exerting himself so much, but he didn't stop screaming.

"HAAAAAAAAA!!! I DID IIIIITTTTT!!!"

Tears dropped from his eyes as he made this shout of victory.

Compared to Jared Leonard who was most likely facing the final boss, or the others who were also pulling unbelievable feats, his achievements might not have been. considerably impressive.

However, it was a giant leap for Ivan.

After all the grueling training Clara put him through, he finally did it—converting his Wax to liquid.

'I haven't perfected it yet. I can't completely control the boiling point, or control the fluid movements yet. It also takes me too long to alter the structure...'

There was still more he could do—lots of room for growth.

'I can do this! I can keep growing stronger!'

With that in mind, Ivan collapsed on the soft wax flooring he made for himself, grinning as he passed out.

Mission Accomplished.

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Lubick was the Demon Lord Of Bleu—the most powerful when it came to Spells and Magic Technology.

His gentlemanly demeanor and near-human look didn't make him less of a monster than any other Demon.

No, in fact, he was far worse.

Conducting experiments gave him his greatest satisfaction.

He loved using poor things for finding out new things—even members of the Demon Race were occasionally sacrificed for the greater good of discovery.

As long as it was for the Demon Realm, there was no length he wouldn't go through—no depths he would not reach.

However—

'MADNESS!'

—Seeing the battlefield so one-sided, the Blue Demon could not contain the displeasure that sprang up within him.

The main problem was not the fact that the enemy outnumbered them—though that would also prove to be a challenge.

The issue that assailed the Demon Army was the massive Golem on the side of the opponents.

The Golem—whatever its name was—was beyond what Lubick had ever seen. It was larger, more sophisticated, and more terrifying than any of his creations.

Perhaps that was the reason why complicated emotions began warping within the Demon Lord.

As much as he despised being one-sidedly massacred by the opposing faction, Lubick hated it more when his inferiority was shoved down his throat.

"That Golem..." The Demon gritted his teeth in anger.

He was currently armed with several Magic Items that boosted his power, and he could also summon Golems to aid him.

He had Automatons as well.

With the items at his disposal, Lubick reckoned that he would be able to take down the massive Golem—no, he had to do it at any cost.

>WHOOOOOSSSSHHHH<

In a blast of wind, Lubick lunged in the direction of the hulking construct, ready to tear it apart.

But—

>BOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM<

—He was shot down.

"Gark!" Lubick coughed.

Sure, he had released some of his defensive enhancements so that he could move faster, but he hadn't expected a hit that heavy.

The explosion was filled with an element that contradicted his specialty.

Lubick devilishly glared in the direction of the explosion, growling as the pain permeating his body was healed.

And then—in an instant—he spotted the young girl who was responsible.

It was a human!

"You...!"

Any other Demon would have actively chased the child and killed her mercilessly, but Lubick was highly intelligent.

He had his priority set straight.

'I need to get to the Golem and—'

>BOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM<

Yet another volley destabilized the Demon Lord's thoughts, causing him deeply glare at the girl.

She shot him an equally serious expression, obviously not intending on letting him get away.

"Fine. I'll kill you first." Lubick seethed, descending from his glorious heights in a flash.

>VWOOOOOMMMMM!!!<

The winds parted, and the young lady rapidly made way for his descent on the free battlefield around them.

The terrifying creature known as Lubick made his appearance, smiling like none other than the devil.

His evil gaze was on the human girl who chose to defy him.

She had silver hair and blue eyes. A certain frosty innocence that seemed to accentuate her beauty.

"You... you're shaking...?" Lubick asked, staring at the human with unfettered focus.

She, the one who defied him, was depicting evidence of fear.

Shouldn't she have thought things through before defying him? Now that he had appeared, she was cowering in his presence.

'Is it because of the sheer magnitude of my Miasma? Or my presence itself? Well, it doesn't matter. I'll just deal with her and be on my way.'

And so, he prepared his Spell, ready to blitz her in a single stroke.

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'I'm scared.'

Maria's thoughts were a mess at the moment.

Her body wouldn't stop trembling in the presence of one of the Demon Lords. Even though her resolve was strong, her heart remained weak.

She knew who he was before shooting him down, but once he approached, her body naturally gave in to the chill.

Still...

'I won't let this stop me!'

Strengthening herself with Magic, Maria Helmsworth made her defenses stronger, her body lighter, and also created a Mana Field around her.

A Mana Field basically meant one's surrounding was chock-full of positive energy. When fighting Demons who were expert Miasma users, it was best to always saturate one's environment with Mana.

Maria made the necessary preparations while refusing to take her gaze off the Demon Lord.

"Die." The blue Demon Lord muttered, releasing a ray of highly destructive energy.

Maria knew she was too slow to avoid the ray of black light, and her defenses couldn't shield her from its destruction.

Still, she maintained her stance and readied her Magic.

'I'll do it! I'll make sure I defeat this one!'

Even though she was nowhere near Jared's level, Maria had been training like crazy.

She was even fortunate enough to be recognized by Serah Crimson, who taught her privately and allowed her to bring forth more of her latent potential.

'Mage Mode, Fusion Magic, even...' Maria had an array of cards to utilize.

She was prepared to win, and everything started from taking care of the ray that was directed at her.