I play a Evil God in Otome Game

Chapter 53 - 52:Traitor of Albion(5/?)

As Seth’s eyes wandered around, he moved forward with slow steps. His eyes curiously scanned his surroundings. "This place is truly a masterfully created one..."

Even a 400-year-old structure wouldn’t last this long, even with magic. There were no collapses, cracks, or any damage at all. Only moss and mud had accumulated over time.

He had actually returned to the real world, and while looking at what the others were doing, he was surprised by some things he saw. A giant Dragon? Skeletons, monsters, even a Slime monster...

This place was indeed a spot for gaining EXP. The mere thought of killing a Dragon and becoming even stronger excited Seth.

"Wait for me, Dragon, I’m coming…"

A smile spread across Seth’s lips as he quickened his pace. As he moved forward in a short time, when his eyes reached the giant door, he advanced without waiting any longer.

Upon entering, the first things that caught his eye were the walls destroyed by the Dragon and the columns that looked like they were about to collapse.

"Another human?"

Mordred’s shrill and arrogant voice echoed once again. Seth’s eyes widened in surprise. He then raised his head, trying to understand where the voice was coming from. "Who is speaking?"

"Are you the King of this place?" Seth’s calm voice echoed in the hall. Mordred’s arrogant voice this time echoed with hesitation. Still, he did not relent from his arrogance. "You are not a human. What are you?"

"An elf? A demon? No, you are a Dark Wizard," Mordred’s curious voice continued. Apparently, Mordred seemed surprised to see a Dark Wizard. "It’s been a long time since a Druid and a Dark Wizard were in the same place... Quite a good timing."

"Why do you take pleasure in such a thing?" Seth asked calmly, sensing the excitement and satisfaction in Mordred’s voice.

"I don’t like Dark Wizards; is that enough of an answer for you?" Mordred’s voice echoed with mockery. "Dark Wizards are the greatest enemies of us round table Knights. In the past, you would have been slaughtered like flies."

There was deep hatred and ruthlessness in Mordred’s tone. Seth’s eyes narrowed, and his lips curled into a mocking smile. "You’re acting very honorable for a traitor. Something must be wrong here."

"Call me what you want, Dark Wizard." Mordred’s voice grew colder. "I really hate you. You smell like my mother."

Seth furrowed his brows and then said to him calmly, "Is your mother Morgana? It seems you really are Mordred. Bastard and arrogant."

A thin smile appeared on Seth’s lips, and as Mordred’s growl rose, Seth continued, "King Arthur, the legendary supreme King... Also your father..."

"What are you talking about? Stop rambling." Mordred’s voice was gruff. Seth smiled even more. "Your father rejected you, not even recognizing you as an heir. Your mother saw you as a pawn. Now you are all alone in this damn place."

"Don’t pity me; I don’t need your mercy. Do you understand me?" Mordred’s voice was now quiet and calm. He seemed to have lost his anger. Seth continued, "Let’s make a deal. Simple and understandable."

"Do you think I would make a deal with something as disgusting as you?" Disgust appeared in Mordred’s voice. Despite Mordred’s words, Seth’s expression remained calm. "Well then, even if you don’t want to, I will still make you submit."

"I will beat you until you obey, at least until you come to your senses."

"You—" Mordred’s furious voice brought a smile to Seth’s lips. With Mordred’s rage, many skeletons began to rise from the ground. As Seth prepared himself for battle, a smile settled on his lips.

"You will pay for this, Dark Wizard!" The arrogant voice echoed painfully, and Seth’s figure suddenly vanished.

With every step he took, the skeletons shattered. There must have been at least 1,000 skeletons here. Darkness spread from Seth’s arms, and as the tendrils devoured the entire floor, the hall trembled.

{The ability "The Body of the God of Darkness" leveled up.}

The tendrils emanating from Seth’s arms suddenly disappeared, leaving behind an endless darkness. The lightning emitted from Seth’s hands spread out on the ground, replacing the darkness.

As the lightning turned the bones of the skeletons to ash, Seth stopped and attacked the other enemies.

"Lightning Magic? This is getting even more interesting." Mordred’s calm yet threatening voice echoed again. After Seth destroyed another skeleton, he paused and grinned. "Are you buzzing like an annoying fly? Be quiet for a bit."

"Ha?!" Mordred’s only response was to create more skeletons. Yet, Seth continued without showing any fatigue. Meanwhile, Mordred raised the stakes even higher, summoning undead wolves.

There were more than 20 in total. Seth prepared himself, then shattered the jaw of the first wolf that pounced on him with a punch. Seth then suddenly lunged forward, slamming his fist down on the wolf’s head, causing it to explode against the ground.

As the other wolves quickly approached him, he elegantly held the shadow sword he had created in his hand. Then he suddenly leaped forward, weaving through the wolves.

The shadow sword spun gently in Seth’s hand, delivering thin but deadly damage to the wolves. After 10 seconds, as Seth stood at the other end of the hall, the wolves collapsed to the ground, leaving a thin, fatal line on their throats as they turned to dust.

"You did it! But what about this!" Mordred’s excited yet angry voice was heard again. Then a magic circle formed on the ground, and mana fluctuations appeared.

"I will have you face my Knights! These men are brave enough to rebel against King Arthur! Just like me!" Mordred shouted with arrogance. With his excitement, hundreds of undead Knights rose from the ground, creating an ominous sight.

At this moment, there was a glint in Seth’s eyes. He seemed to see more EXP while looking at the Knights.

"My loyal servants, kill him!"

"Graaahhh!" The Knights drew their swords and roared. Their black armor, terrifyingly shining eyes, and glowing eyes revealing their undead identities...

This was enough to frighten anyone. But standing before them was Seth. A flawless player.

As Seth’s body turned to darkness, he surged forward frighteningly, engulfing the undead Knights in darkness. Wherever the darkness passed, the Knights were scattered around.

As some had their legs, heads, and arms destroyed, Seth’s dark body suddenly transformed into a large creature with tentacles that pierced through the knights’ armor.

"Oh!" As Seth’s new form let out a strange chuckle, the tentacles emanating from the nightmare-like being pierced the bodies of the knights like whips.

As their armor was penetrated, each fallen knight was torn apart, while the hundreds of shadow swords created by Seth sprang into action with a fiery spread.

As the bodies of the surviving knights were destroyed more violently, the swords tore them apart in no time, rendering them unrecognizable.

Seth chuckled, his level rising to 30, while the body of the God of Darkness quickly reached level 5. As knights continuously resurrected from the circle on the ground, Seth amusingly eradicated them like flies.

Yet, as his Mana rapidly diminished, the giant Shadow monster form dissipated, and he returned to his human form.

"Isn’t there a limit to this?" Seth squinted as more knights emerged from the circle, ignoring the corpses around him.

"Destroying this place seems like a good option..."

Without further hesitation, Seth quickly advanced. Seth charged forward with his fists coated in mana, aiming relentlessly at the pillars. After three punches, the first pillar cracked, and with Seth’s fourth punch, it collapsed.

"What are you doing?!" Mordred’s voice was heard again. This time, it didn’t sound arrogant; there was a hidden concern in it. Ignoring Mordred, Seth continued to destroy the pillars.

As the pillars fell, crushing the knights, the dungeon hall shook incredibly. Just as only five pillars remained, Seth suddenly felt one and stopped.

"It seems I have to deal with you myself."

Mordred stood before Seth with all his being. The cracks in his skin had become even more pronounced. It seemed that creating so many dead was taxing him.

Seth’s eyes narrowed, no longer mocking. They were the eyes of a monster. An EXP monster.

Curious about how much EXP Mordred would bring, Seth licked his lips in anticipation. As Mordred drew his long sword with a swift motion, Seth realized it was an ordinary sword.

"Dark Mage, take pride," Mordred said as a ruthless smile spread across his lips. As his eyes gleamed, he watched Seth like a hunter. "You will be killed by the great me."

"I’m sorry, but I’m not dying today." Seth’s eyes were calm, even slightly mocking. This seemed to intensify Mordred’s anger, as a twitch appeared on his forehead. "Tch, enough talking! Prepare to die!"

As Mordred advanced swiftly, Seth gripped the dark sword he had created, then laughed as he prepared for Mordred’s attack.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The clash of the two swords caused an intense metallic symphony. As the ruthless smile on Mordred’s lips grew wider, he quickly swung his sword at Seth, trying to graze Seth’s chest.

Seth moved his sword swiftly to deflect Mordred’s strike, but he was knocked back by a kick from Mordred.

"Uh. That was a good kick!" Seth said as he felt the pain. Mordred’s only response was to continuously strike with his sword. The attacks were very basic for a knight. The arrogance on his face prevented him from fully engaging in battle against Seth.

As Seth blocked Mordred’s attacks, his eyes quickly followed the sword. Suddenly, he deflected Mordred’s sword and lunged forward, delivering a hard kick to his abdomen.

"Tch..." This time, as Mordred was knocked back, he clicked his tongue. Seth mocked him, teasing Mordred. "You’re too slow for a knight."

"We’ll see."

As the bodies of Mordred and Seth disappeared from sight, the only sound heard was the ringing of swords. Mordred continuously attacked Seth, forcing Seth to defend himself.

Seth, waiting for Mordred to expose a weakness, narrowed his eyes. When the expected opening appeared, he swiftly created a shadow whip that ensnared Mordred’s hand and then tried to pierce his chest, taking advantage of the brief moment.

Suddenly, bats that blocked Seth’s path caused him to retract, making him click his tongue in frustration. Mordred easily destroyed the whip binding his hand, looking at Seth with a smug smile. "Save your tricks for yourself, rat."

Seth’s response was to launch hundreds of shadow swords at Mordred. With a wave of his hand, Mordred easily blocked them with a magical barrier that appeared before him.

At that moment, Seth suddenly appeared above Mordred. His arms turned to shadows as he attacked Mordred. Mordred agilely jumped back, and long, sharp spikes made of shadow tore through the ground.

After elegantly landing, Seth blocked Mordred’s sword with a barrier made of darkness. As the barrier struggled against Mordred’s strength, cracking under pressure, Seth didn’t stop and transformed into shadow, approaching Mordred in an instant to punch him in the face.

Mordred, who failed to block in time, flew and slammed into the wall, embedding himself with a loud crash. Seth did not stop and, holding Mordred’s face, slammed him into the wall repeatedly.

A look of satisfaction appeared on Seth’s face as Mordred ground his teeth. Then, flames erupted from Mordred’s hand, engulfing his body and burning Seth’s hands.

"Damn it!" Mordred struck Seth’s face hard with his elbow. As Seth staggered back, Mordred grinned, grabbed him by the legs, and tried to bring him down.

But Seth transformed into shadow, escaping from him and encircling Mordred in an attempt to kill him. As a multitude of thorns erupted from the Shadows, the fire emanating from Mordred’s body forced Seth to retreat.

The cracks on Mordred’s body became more pronounced, but soon after, his body glowed green and healed.

Meanwhile, Seth, who had returned to his human form, observed Mordred. Then he began to speak in a calm voice, "You’re feeding off life force, aren’t you?"

As Mordred’s body healed rapidly, he looked at his recovering form with satisfaction. Then he coldly glared at Seth. "Even if there’s nothing left in this forest, there’s still enough."

Seth narrowed his eyes. Mordred suddenly lunged forward, punching him in the face, causing him to stumble back, regaining his footing.

As Seth’s eyes narrowed with dissatisfaction, Mordred grinned. Then, as flames enveloped his sword, his purple eyes emitted a ruthless glint. His aura transformed into something more threatening.

With a swift motion, he swung his sword, and the flames emanating from it advanced towards Seth with a tremendous roar, scorching the ground.

As Seth tried to flee, Mordred turned his sword sideways, directing it at him, and flames engulfed the entire hall. Mordred’s eyes narrowed as he intended to kill Seth.

"What will you do? Run away like a coward?!" Mordred taunted as Seth furrowed his brows. As he dodged a wave of flames, he suddenly transformed into darkness, spreading out and sending out a wave of tendrils towards Mordred.

As Mordred’s flames burned the tendrils, shadow blades shot from Seth’s body, coming towards Mordred to distract him.

While Mordred again blocked the shadows with a magical shield, Seth’s body accelerated threateningly. He then returned to human form and raised his hands while Mordred stood still.

As dark Mana gathered in his hands, it gained a purple hue. Then Seth, enveloping the dark Mana with lightning, unleashed bolts from his hands that shattered the ground.

{The skill named Dark Ray has been developed.}

The purple beam in Seth’s hands glowed threateningly, darkening the entire room. As the hall trembled, Mordred slightly raised his sword.

The flames suddenly erupted from his sword, shaking the hall. As the two powerful Mages clashed, Seth’s eyes shone. Dark Ray continuously obliterated his hand, and dark mist spread around.

As the divine aura intensified, Seth’s Mana went even crazier. Six pairs of Crow wings sprouted behind him, with round purple spheres forming at the tips of the wings.

The spheres glowed with dark Mana like pure destruction balls. The beam in Seth’s hand widened further, causing the hall to tremble even more.

In response, Mordred’s flames appeared less intimidating. Until, in an instant, the flames engulfed the entire hall, and Seth’s body began to rise slowly towards the sky.

As Seth’s eyes narrowed, he struggled to maintain the Dark Ray in his hand. As the six spheres grew larger, Mordred’s flames became even more threatening.

So much Mana had accumulated in one place that everyone with a sensitive Mana wave, including Frank, Simon, Emily, and George, felt what was happening.

They were not alone. Many people, including the regional Church, sensed the incredibly dangerous Mana emanating from this place.

As both sides gathered power in one minute, they finally began to move.

"Dark Ray!!" Seth roared, while Mordred laughed wickedly and excitedly swung his sword.

When the two violent attacks clashed, a tremendous explosion echoed throughout the hall, no, throughout all of Gwyndor. The entire decayed forest trembled with a loud roar.