The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years Chapter 429

Beiros leaned against the wall and watched the situation as it happened. He liked it at first, but now it was so exciting that he wanted to find some popcorn to eat.

Even Isis and Ricky joined the fight between the family. However, Diablo's power was so great that it overwhelmed all of them.

“The fight of the human family is becoming fiercer than that of the demons.”

It was a bit sad that he was watching this alone.

All the other members were out, so the only ones who could come in and out of this place were the ones left in the room now.

'No. It would have been a headache if that snake woman was here.'

Jormungand always spoke of her loyalty to Diablo. If she had been here, he thought this situation might not have happened.

Still, what about it?

He was currently watching this from an audience's point of view.

“Ugh!”

A portion of Diablo's darkness bounced to where Beiros was, making him avoid it and sigh.

“Sometimes I personally end up experiencing things like this. This is perfect….”

He cleared his throat and watched the fight. The darkness moved to envelop them all.

Isis and Ricky were doing their best to stop it, and the little girl couldn't be seen anymore. Was she engulfed in darkness even after using such odd powers?

'If I watch more, I will understand.'

Beiros sat back on the floor and became a spectator. He had no intention of intervening in the fight like Isis or Ricky.

It wasn't like he had been ordered to, so did he have to work?

Above all, nothing was more tiring than getting involved in a family fight. Hence, watching from afar was the best.

“Well, it is nice.”

However, it was a pity that there was no popcorn.

Sara stood in the dark.

She couldn't even move her legs due to the force that seemed like it would crush her body. This was a space created by Diablo's power.

It was a place where darkness was the most violent.

'I cannot even move my finger.'

Even if she could use the power of life to the maximum, her body was trembling.

'I have to move forward for my brother.'

If she stayed like this, her body would collapse. She couldn't even reach her goal.

So she bit her teeth hard. Even if she had to risk her life, there was nothing in the world that she could not do. With such determination, she put her leg forward.

The turbulent force of gravity twisted her legs and calves so harshly.

Her legs were giving out in pain as if all her muscles had cramped up, but Gaia's holy power spread through her body to neutralize the pain.

'Right. It is fine if my body gets crushed. I won't die.'

In the end, she was just mistaken. She couldn't move because she was afraid of the pain, so she decided to ignore it.

Then her skin was ripped off, her muscles ruptured, and her bones broke. Her nerves were cut off, her sensations felt numb, and something broke in her eye, but everything around her was dark anyway.

Becoming blind wasn't a problem.

Her brain registered the crushing pain. It felt like her entire body was going through torture. Her eardrums broke, then she heard a metallic sound and fell to the ground, not knowing what had happened to her core.

But the power of life was quickly regenerating her body and making her move again.

'I won't die.'

She crawled on the ground, and when her legs recovered, she got up to walk again. Then again, her nerves were cut off, and she collapsed. But this time, the problem was her spine, so the sensation in her lower body was gone.

The power of life was activated, and all the damaged parts returned to their original state, so she got up to walk again. It was such a short distance, but it felt like she wouldn't be able to reach it even if she walked her whole life.

She felt her mind was breaking down. Accidents continued to happen, and fundamental questions arose as to why she was there.

She had short-term memory loss, and numerous changes appeared on her face as she cried and laughed nonstop since she couldn't control her emotions.

The amount of time that had passed was, at most, in the single digits of minutes, yet her body had already broken down and healed dozens of times. It was difficult for even the strongest mind to endure this.

“I will… not die.”

She moved like a machine.

Even if her arm fell off and her leg was crushed, Sarah moved her entire body and crawled on the ground like a bug while shedding tears of blood.

And at that moment…

“Mother.”

She saw her mother in the distance. She was sitting and waving at her.

“Mom's legs….”

She couldn't walk, but she was standing on her legs.

Sarah was thrilled. Her mother's legs were better. She could walk now!

They could now hold hands and go for walks like before.

'But my legs.'

She looked under her feet.

-Kuaaaak!

-Do not go…!

-Come here… come…!

Monsters that were covered in mud were pulling her legs and making grotesque sounds.

“N-No! Go away!”

Sarah freaked out and tried to knock their heads off with her feet, but her legs wouldn't move. The monsters began to climb up her legs with their gooey bodies.

-Let us go together….!

-To eternal paradise.

-No pain, no suffering… to a world like that.

“NO!!!!”

It stretched its arms towards her face, dripping in mud. Sarah tried to get up, but her body wouldn't budge.

“Mom! Help me! Help me, please!”

Her mother, who was in the distance, was just waving her hand.

What was this place?

Why was she suffering like this?

For what reason were these monsters after her?

Scared.

Afraid.

“NO….”

Pat.

At that moment, a ray of light fell and brought down the monsters at once. A faint mint color peeped out from a man's hair, who appeared with the white light shining.

The light was too bright to see his face, but he touched Sarah's face with his warm hand and said,

“Go ahead.”

It was a very familiar voice that calmed her mind. Before long, the man vanished like a lie.

Sarah stretched out her hand to catch the light, but everything escaped through her fingers, and that made her come to her senses.

This black world.

The space that was pushing her body down.

She was here.

'I must have lost consciousness.'

Her mother, who was standing and waving her hand, and the monsters that were trying to drag her away were all just dreams.

'Then that person too.'

The man who got rid of the monsters and made her wake up.

Sarah laughed hard and used her arms, legs, and back to get up. The force of gravity crushed her body, but things felt better than before.

It was because of the power she was given—not the physical one, but the willpower.

“Dad.”

Even in her dreams, her family was helping her.

Sarah smiled.

Even now, she still can't do a single thing on her own. Fully conscious, she looked straight ahead.

She couldn't see anything ahead, but she could feel it on her skin—the darkness that was troubling her.

And her brother, who was there.

Sarah took a deep breath and walked forward again. The closer she got to the center of the darkness, the stronger her willpower became, and Sarah's body was more horribly damaged.

But she didn't stop moving. Even when she thought she would fall, she remembered the touch of her father.

'Even if I die…!'

When her body dies, it dies, but her mind will never be destroyed again. She would definitely take her brother out.

She walked and walked into this never-ending path, and she finally got there.

“Brother. You are there.”

Even if she could not see him, she knew he was right in front of her.

Sarah's body didn't recover as quickly as before. Rather, the power of life seemed exhausted. It was because her body had reached its limits. It was hidden in the darkness, and Sarah's body was in an odd state.

Even so, Sarah opened her mouth as if she were feeling fine.

“I came all the way here. So….”

She moved her trembling arms and stretched them in front of her.

“I will head in.”

The power that Gaia prepared for her conversation with Diablo was flowing through her fingertips.

Sarah felt her consciousness fade.

It was a different form of struggle than the pain.

This…

“Brother.”

A boy with emerald hair was hiding his head behind his knees and sitting down.

Sarah's consciousness succeeded in entering the depths of Diablo's consciousness.

Sarah knew who the little boy was.

If she didn't know him, that would be even worse.

“Brother, Jamie.”

Not Diablo.

Her one and only true brother, whom Sarah had known for so long.

Jamie Welton.

His age seemed to be around seven or eight.

But why was he here alone?

The deep world that Sarah received from Gaia was a place where everything existed under a person's consciousness.

But here, it was just dark. In the middle of nothing, only Jamie was there alone.

Sarah approached Jamie first.

“Brother.”

She reached out and gave Jamie a slight tug on the shoulder.

“…Uh.”

“Huh?”

A small mumble could be heard.

She put her head down and listened to what he was saying.

“Sorry. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me.”

Sarah was so startled that she stepped back. Jamie raised his head and looked up.

And Sarah almost collapsed in shock. Jamie's empty eyes—they were so empty that they looked black.

His pale skin looked like that of a dead man, and the child was so skinny, with his bones protruding.

He was so different from the brother she knew as a child.

Sarah bit her lip at this, and Jamie said,

“Sorry. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me. He died because of me.”

Burying his head back, he continued to mumble again.

Who was he apologizing to?

Sarah looked at her brother, who seemed so lost, and knew who it was.

“You think Dad died because of you? Is that why you are suffering so much? Uh…?”

As if he couldn't hear her, Jamie continued to repeat the same thing over and over again. And Sarah felt like her heart was about to burst.

Her brother, who had abandoned all his emotions and turned into the Demon King, wasn't actually like that.

There was no joy, no anger, no hatred, and no sadness left inside him. But there was just one emotion left, deep down.

“You were feeling guilty? Was it so painful that you had to give up on yourself?”

“I am sorry. He died because of me. He died because of me. Sorry. He died…..”

It was guilt.

Chapter end