Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 867: In Zon We Trust

Raze rushed from the courtyard and headed to the main building, thinking of the words spoken by Zon. He had asked him to put his trust in him. Raze started to remember the last time someone had said those words to him in Alterian-one of the few people he could call his friend—and believing in those words had ultimately led to his friendʼs demise.

There were many times Raze thought back, wondering what if his friend had never gotten involved in his mess, what if he hadnʼt believed in him and stayed away; maybe there would still be one person left in his life.

This was why it was so hard for Raze to leave Zon. Yet he had ultimately decided to trust those words again.

ʼI underestimated the Deleter, and I let my anger take over me,ʼ Raze thought. ʼSeeing Himmyʼs head, I wanted to get some payback for him. But the Deleter was slimier than I expected and caused more trouble than I thought... still, I need to head to the Demonic Faction.

ʼIf Iʼm honest with myself, even if Zon and the whole academy were to disappear, if it was for the sake of saving them, then I would at least be content with my decision. But if I stayed back to help Zon, and they were to perish, I would hate myself even more than I do now.ʼ

This was why, ultimately, Raze was able to make the decision to leave Zon. And besides that, from what little Raze saw, even if Zon couldnʼt beat him, he would put up one hell of a fight.

”Do you really think you can rush off in front of me?” Scar said. ”Did you forget everything I can do?”

Scar had teleported from his position, now appearing right in front of Raze, in front of the academy.

However, now being in front of Raze, Scar saw that Raze held two swords in his hands, both covered in a type of lightning.

”You should get out of my way!” Raze shouted as he swung both swords horizontally, around a meter apart.

A large current of lightning surged across, one nearly touching the floor, the other around head height. Since Raze was one step ahead of Scar, he wasnʼt even able to get a shot off before he teleported again, this time appearing behind Raze.

”Youʼre an idiot!” Scar said, lifting his handguns.

”Is he?” A voice said from his right.

Scar quickly turned to his right and activated his teleporter again, moving away.

When he reappeared at a safe distance, his gun had fallen into two halves. He had been struck by the strange red sword, and if he had been slower in teleporting, his body would have split in half.

ʼHow did he do that?ʼ Scar thought, looking at Zon.

He had seen the distance between Raze and him, and even when teleporting twice, he had made sure he was in the center. Yet somehow, Zon had either gotten to him fast enough or had predicted where he was going.

Ultimately, Scar had no choice but to watch Raze run back into the main academy and put his full attention on Zon.

”There goes my target. Why canʼt things be easy?” Scar shouted. ”Oh well, I guess he will just have to learn his lesson for running away, because I still have my second target-this entire city and academy!” Scar started to laugh hysterically.

”The entire city?” Zon asked, looking at him. ”Does that include non-Pagna warriors as well?”

”Do you not understand Pagnian?” Scar said. ”Every single life in this city. The Dark Magus will learn the mistake he made.”

Zon firmly gripped the energy blade in his hand.

”Including those at the Perfect Noodle Shop?” Zon asked.

”What the... a Noodle Shop? Do you have a screw loose or something? You must be messing with me. Because of that, especially those from the damned noodle shops-all the noodle shops!” Scar shouted as he switched from his handguns back to the two Uzis.

Pulling the trigger, bullets came flying out one after another.

Zon, in response, held his sword in front of him, moving it in place each time, clanging against the bullets. He took a step forward, and as he did, he continued to move his sword, stopping every single bullet aimed at him.

ʼThis guy... heʼs not even using a force field like the last one. Itʼs almost like he can actually see every single one of these bullets. Whatʼs with this person?ʼ

Slowly, Zon was getting closer and closer to Scar, and Scar could feel something thumping in his chest slightly harder-a panic was setting in.

Scar teleported to a different angle, and the weapon changed in his hand. Holding it with both hands, he now had the RPG ready.

”Try and block this!” The RPG was launched and aimed right at Zon.

Putting his sword away, Zon reached out his hand, and on impact, a large explosion occurred, but only for a moment.

All of the smoke and all of the fumes from the RPG looked as if they were being sucked in. It shrank in size, all flowing into the palm of Zonʼs hand until it had completely disappeared.

Scarʼs eyebrow started to twitch.

ʼHe blocked the bullets rather than absorb them, so this will deal with him!ʼ

Scar began to teleport himself into the air. He was at a high distance of around 5 meters, but he teleported himself again, moving another five meters up.

Scar continued this, moving further and further into the sky until the weapon in his hands changed again. He stared down the scope of the weapon, looking at the long barrel reaching out. What he held was one of the most powerful bolt-action rifles from his world, and he was an exceptionally good shot.

Getting everything lined up perfectly, he held his breath for a moment and pulled the trigger.

A loud bang echoed across the entire city, as if lightning had struck, but no one could see any

lightning.

When Scar looked at Zon through his scope, he expected to see a fallen man. Instead, what he saw caused his heart to thump louder.

Zon, with two of his fingers, held the long bullet between his index finger and thumb. He had perfectly caught it.

”You should have left the noodle shop out of it,” Zon said.