The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

“Is Prometheus dead?”

Feeling his presence vanish, Behemoth spoke in a bitter tone.

Even though their first meeting wasn’t that good, he hoped the guy would live until the end because they had been colleagues for the last three years.

“Yaaah. I didn’t think the old man would get defeated~”

Behemoth looked the other way. There was a man who was half turned into a piece of meat and spoke with a smile. His death came in such a state, but it didn’t seem so painful.

The man wriggled into a horrific form and began to return to his original form. The man who was done regenerating smiled while stroking his pointed beard with his hand.

“Well, since it is far, it isn’t strange for anything to happen.”

“Right. Even if you die.”

Behemoth struck the man with his huge fist again. The strength and force to take down dozens of kilometers were compressed into a 3-meter hit, which could make the land crumble.

The man laughed, feeling his body get smashed.

“Your strength is truly amazing~”

The man’s body was literally turned into a bloody mess with the wind blowing and moving around the land. However, as if it never happened, his form returned to its original form.

“But it doesn’t work against me. No matter how much power you have, it won’t work if it is just pure strength.”

“Our compatibility is bad.”

True.

He didn’t know what kind of powers the man had, but even though he killed him several times, the man returned to normal again.

However, on the contrary, it also meant the man couldn’t cope with Behemoth’s attack.

“Even if I cannot kill you, holding you here is enough.”

Behemoth swung his fist first. The man couldn’t block the attack again and burst.

“This is all.”

The voice of the man could be heard from behind.

“Don’t you realize how bad this fight is?”

Behemoth frowned and stepped on the ground, making it shake as if an earthquake would come and the entire land would collapse.

The shattered land soared up and blew into the sky.

“Yoroke~”

Puak-!

Behemoth raised his right hand like a shield and curled himself a little. A sharp, outstretched hand dug into his forearm.

His huge muscles were easily pierced, and Behemoth swung his left fist at the man who was at close range.

Kwang!!!!

The man turned back into a handful of blood, regenerated again, and attacked.

“You are really strong. If the other guy was your opponent, he might have been buried in mud already.”

Behemoth had no intention of talking, so he just swung his fists and legs, and shockwaves overturned the world, but the man continued to get hit.

“What are you so mad about? Are you angry your colleague died?”

“Shut up.”

The man was first hit in the chest, and then his upper body vanished. Then he came up next to Behemoth and said,

“You can’t win either way. I will show mercy, so come under me! I will treat you quite well. Honesty, I don’t like Ra so much either.”

Behemoth sighed at those words. The man got swept away, and it looked like he couldn’t understand what just happened.

“You can surely listen, right?”

“I have nothing to talk about!”

He grabbed the man with both hands. He was definitely feeling this reality.

Behemoth couldn’t understand how his regeneration worked, but he thought that if he continued to kill him, then the man should die soon.

So he pressed him down, and the man’s body exploded!

“Hmm. So you don’t want to listen at all?”

The man, who recovered again with his hands behind his back, turned to Behemoth with a disapproving look.

“Your Lord cannot defeat Ra. Eventually, this world will fall into our hands again. Can’t you move smartly?”

“Smartly?”

“Oh! You are ready to talk now?”

When the man looked excited, Behemoth snorted.

“Killing you is the smartest move for us!”

Kwang!!!

He pressed him down with all his might, starting from the head.

“I won’t try to persuade you anymore. That’s it. It only hurts my neck.”

Behemoth turned his head back, and the man stabbed his pointed hand. He had already confirmed earlier that he couldn’t defend himself, so instead of blocking, he pulled back.

Puak-

“You think too straightforwardly about me.”

He dug his hands into his waist as he said that. Behemoth couldn’t understand it.

He didn’t seem so energetic about it, so how could he casually pierce into his thick skin and muscles?

“Even if you thought about it for a hundred days, you wouldn’t understand the principles behind this.”

“Then I guess I have no choice but to beat you to death.”

It irritated him that he wasn’t able to block the man’s attack, but it wasn’t fatal.

Behemoth raised his fist, and the man looked disgusted.

“Fist again? By this point, you should know it doesn’t work.”

The man exploded his fist, and then he reappeared again and stabbed Behemoth in the side.

Behemoth was attacked over and over again, and it seemed meaningless for him to fight back.

His attacks wouldn’t work, so he was in a vulnerable position.

“Huhuhu- Why not give up right now? Come under me. I was created from the old Gods. Ra’s hatred is held in the blood of the God, which…”

“Is that so?”

“Honestly, I don’t like my Lord so much, but I am not going to leave, so come. We will treat you well. As you know, I am pretty strong.”

“That is right.”

“Right?”

“Yes.”

Behemoth looked at the man over his shoulders and said,

“Such accurate words!”

“Ah, really. It makes no sense.”

The man shook his head as he saw Behemoth attack again.

He recognized him from the time he repeated such meaningless attacks, but he didn’t expect such an ignorant action.

He was tired of persuading this monster, so he just decided to kill him.

“Good. You’ve decided. Then die!”

The man swung his sharp nails into the air, and it was then…

“Finally found it.”

The light in Behemoth’s eyes shone. He ignored the incoming slash and twisted his body to the back with all his might.

Then he put the weight of his entire body on his fist. After firmly supporting the ground with both legs, he swung his fist in the best form.

Then, in an empty space, Behemoth’s fist precisely hit that spot, and then he struck the air.

The space was torn.

The man hiding there was quite shocked.

“H-How…?!”

The air shook, and waves spread around in circles, shaking the land. The man had a painful expression for the first time.

He didn’t turn into something like a piece of meat like before, and Behemoth felt like he could finally feel the pain for the first time.

“How dare the trash do the same tricks?”

He jumped back so fast that the body of the man couldn’t be seen. Behemoth chased him faster and restrained the man’s entire body.

Kwaang!!!

The land trembled and rose up again. And the man’s eyes widened in shock.

Behemoth looked at the unconscious man and said,

“If your clown-like behavior is done, stay quiet now.”

Just like that, he threw his fist at him, and the man’s limbs trembled.

His body scattered like dust and disappeared.

Behemoth sat down on the ground with a slightly tired face. It took him a while because he couldn’t figure out his technique right away, but he managed to defeat him somehow.

He was so tired for some reason, so he laid on the ground.

“Damn it. Did you use poison?”

The man’s attack was annoying, but he thought it wasn’t fatal.

It wasn’t like he would die, but his body was surely becoming heavier now.

‘Fucking bastard. He was annoying until the very end.’

He judged that it would be difficult to continue fighting. The winners were Jormungand, Prometheus, and finally him.

Even though Prometheus died in battle, he did his part by defeating the monk, who seemed to be the most difficult opponent among the Gods under Ra.

“How about somewhere else?”

He could feel the others fighting. However, it still seemed fierce, as if it were hard to predict the winner. Suddenly, Behemoth felt something, and his face distorted.

“Isis.”

He could feel Isis.

Her life force seemed to be draining. And Behemoth couldn’t predict where this war was taking them.

“Cough…”

“I was expecting a bit more because you are the God of War, but this is nothing special.”

The six-armed man looked down at Isis, who was on one knee.

“Aren’t you too weak?”

Isis wiped the blood from her mouth. Then she looked at the beautiful woman with pale skin lying down beside her.

The Demon Lord of Enchantment and one of the Great Demon Lords.

Among the four Demon Lords, she was the one who had the least strength, but she still moved and assisted Isis.

But this man in front of them brought her down before she could even attack.

“Must be Asura.”

She guessed while looking at his six arms, but the strength she felt from him made her more sure of it. That man was a God created based on Asura.

He also didn’t seem to deny it.

“Why are you this weak after inheriting Shiva’s power? Wasn’t it complete?”

Isis got up frowning, and Asura wasn’t able to understand her.

“Why is the Trinity of Veda, who has the strongest force and strength, this weak? Asura, which is the foundation of this body, can’t even be a rival to you.”

Shiva and Asura were of the same Vedic Gods, and Shiva was higher in rank and more powerful.

“You may have turned into trash during the process of inheriting his power.”

“That bastard talks too much!”

Isis swung Gram, and Asura just shook off the lightning that poured in his direction, and then he swung the weapons in his hands.

A sword and six other weapons collided.

And Isis was the one who got pushed back.

“Kuak!!”

“As I thought, you do not deserve that strength. I will take that strength from you.”

Isis was unable to defend against the onslaught of Asura properly.

She thought she would be able to manage the power pretty well, but then it all seemed like a lie. Her powers were not working on him.

At this rate, she would be defeated in just a matter of time.

‘What am I lacking?’

Was it because she just recently turned into a God?

No.

She had already fully absorbed Shiva’s power into her body. Then why did Asura have the upper hand?

Isis knew why.

She just didn’t want to admit it.

‘I cannot fight.’

Aside from the difference in their strengths, Asura had a technique for sight. And this was why all her attacks were getting blocked.

What the hell should she do now?

“Weak! Weak! Weak!!”

Three of his blades trapped Gram, and then he swung them slightly, making Gram bounce off of Isis’s hand.

He used repulsive force to make the weapon bounce and succeed in their clash.

‘No. I thought I was the only one who was aggressive.’

She looked into Asura’s eyes. There was disappointment in his eyes, but not the slightest hint of exhaustion.

“Die like this, you trash.”

Then Asura’s six weapons attacked Isis.