From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 33 Partners of Justice

With a slight effort, he broke the crossbow bolt and tossed it aside. Modi then drew the greatsword from his back and slashed down.

Mitchell, the bandit leader who had been so arrogant just moments before, was now cleaved in two from top to bottom, his internal organs and blood splattered all over the ground.

The bandits beside him were splattered with blood and were so frightened that they didn't react at all, even when Modi pointed his sword at them.

This is the result of a curse combined with Wendigo's evil magic, which Mordred calls the "Aura of Fear." Any creature that comes within a 3-meter radius of him will be afflicted with fear.

If one's will is not strong, it is equivalent to taking a hit of the [Fear Spell] head-on, and the fear in one's heart will be amplified.

This robber was exactly like that; even as he was being cut in half at the waist, he remained immersed in fear.

After dealing with the two people present, Modi didn't even ask about their status here. He slung the blood-stained greatsword over his shoulder and disappeared into the icy mist once again.

The hunt continues.

Cries, screams, pleas for mercy... these sounds lingered in the bandit stronghold for a long time.

"You monster! We've never even seen you before, why won't you let us go?!"

"Why?" Modi pondered the question, then cleaved the bandit who had spoken in two with a single sword stroke.

"You and I aren't exactly strangers."

He still vividly remembers that pot of contaminated fish and mushroom soup.

Even if the robbers present did not commit the crime, and even if the real culprit had already been killed, based on the Mo family's philosophy of universal love, Mo Di could not let them go.

Universal love means treating the robbers before him the same way he treated Lucas and his ilk.

"Ah, it doesn't matter. As long as you're a robber, I'll 'love' you the same way."

The greatsword slammed down, its thick blade smashing a bandit's head into his chest, causing the surrounding bandits to tremble in fear.

"It's a Wendigo, a cannibalistic demon. It won't let us go. We have to fight together to have any chance of survival."

Someone shouted something, which stirred the bandits' bloodlust. They broke free from the influence of the [Fear Aura] and swarmed forward.

They were all then swept away and killed by Modi, except for the one who had just shouted.

Taking advantage of the bandits' swarm, the man charged in the opposite direction, using the bandits as bait to escape.

"Where do you think you're going?" Modi raised his hand and made a fist, creating a blood-red ice spear using the principle of [Frost Arrow], and then hurled it.

The crimson ice spear pierced the air and plunged deep into the icy mist.

A moment later, a dull sound came back, and he knew that his blood spear had hit its target.

He walked unhurriedly to where the blood spear had fallen, parted the icy mist, and saw a small figure reflected in his eyes.

"Southern-style brew?"

Without a doubt, the person in front of me is a man. Even if his face is more beautiful than most women's, and even if he has shoulder-length hair, it doesn't change the fact that he is male.

What interests Modi is that this boy holds a place in his memory, and is quite memorable.

Although they were all bad impressions.

He clearly remembered that the boy's name was Brendan, and like Falgar, he was a mage who graduated from the Frost Tower Mage Academy.

Perhaps it's because Frost Tower Mage Academy is known for producing eccentric characters, but while Brendan isn't a sycophant like his senior Falgar, he's definitely a madman.

His favorite thing to do is act, and he has a strong sense of professional ethics; he loves whatever he does.

When he was a bandit, he didn't do anything that involved humans, such as murder, arson, or robbery.

When he was an assassin, he was keen on the Kang family's stealth tactics. He once killed the target's neighbors and their neighbors' neighbors after being witnessed in an assassination attempt.

He also worked as a con artist, swindling a nobleman out of 16,800 gold coins, driving the nobleman to the brink of madness and causing him to drink heavily every day.

In addition, he has done many more things, both legitimate and illegitimate.

Despite being a madman, he has maintained high popularity in the "Old Eight's Secret Family Bucket" series thanks to his good looks.

Because he has a younger sister who is just as beautiful as him, many players like to call him "brother-in-law" and try to increase his affection for her in order to win her over.

But Mordy wouldn't do that.

I wouldn't have done that before, and I certainly won't now.

He just wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

"What grudge do we have?" The boy, whose abdomen was pierced by a blood spear, struggled to get up.

"If it's just you and me, then yes, it's not," Mordy said, slowly approaching while dragging his greatsword. "But if you die, many more people will live because of it."

He, Mordy, is now a partner of justice.

The greatsword swung down without mercy.

As the greatsword came crashing down, Brendan's eyes narrowed, and he used his life-saving technique without hesitation.

The giant sword fell, and a head flew off.

Brendan's beautiful eyes lost their luster. After rolling a few times on the ground, he lay face up, staring blankly at the sky.

For most people, reaching this point would be considered a death sentence.

But Mordy knew that Brendan was no ordinary man.

Of course, common sense cannot be directly applied to him.

"You think you can fool me?" Mordy sneered, stepping over the headless corpse and grabbing the large, healthy head from the ground. "Stay by my side for the rest of your life."

With that, he lit a spellfire in his hand, scorching the beautiful head.

The moment the cursed fire engulfed him, Brendan's eyes regained their light, and he opened his mouth as if to say something, but because of his damaged vocal cords, he could only let out a hoarse wail.

The wailing lasted for three minutes before gradually subsiding and finally fading away as the light in his eyes disappeared.

"Is he really dead?" Modi dared not be careless and used the Bloodstained Book to confirm it one last time.

The head and headless corpse turned into a bloody mist, indicating that Brendan was indeed dead.

[The Amazing One - played by Brendan Upton]

[Deceiving people, mastering role-playing, split personality]

"He really died, and he even shipped the goods."

Modi knew that doing good deeds would be rewarded.

Sure enough, he had just killed a madman when two high-quality entries immediately appeared.

The term "deceiving people's hearts" is likely related to Brendan's final method of survival.

If Mordy had turned and left then, Brendan might have been able to complete his deception, thus turning him from the dead into the living.

But he didn't expect that Modi had read the script and knew about his ability.

"I never imagined this kid, seemingly a graduate of a mage academy, was actually a follower of the Demon God Nightmare."

After browsing through the knowledge contained in the Pages of Lundan, he quickly figured out the kid's secret identity.

This was information that wasn't in any of the strategy guides he had before he transmigrated.

Like the Deathbird, Nightmareface is a demon god located outside the continent of Itnity.

Since the Battle of Sunset, like other demon gods, He has no longer appeared on the continent and rarely interferes with the development of the continent of Itnity.

But it now appears that He still has the power to interfere in the continent of Itnity, and Brendan is one of His pawns.

"The term 'Fooling People' alone takes up two dedicated entries. Combined with Brendan's art of fooling, I can replicate his actions just now... and even do more."

Modi temporarily moved the entry for "Dissociative Identity Disorder" to another unused page, unloading the permanent Ed's page and loading Brendan's page.

With a pleasant smile on his face, he stepped into the depths of the icy fog.

A robber carrying a package, sneaking away, came into his view. His smile deepened, then was replaced by panic.

He stepped forward and patted the robber on the shoulder, startling the robber who immediately turned around.

He realized it was a tall, dark figure and became alert.

"We can't stay here any longer. The monsters in the ice mist are relentlessly hunting us. We have to get out of here quickly."

Modi hurriedly spoke, his words seemingly possessing a magical quality that left the robbers completely bewildered.

Vigilance was replaced by doubt, and doubt was quickly replaced by anxiety.

The robber refused, saying, "No, it'll be easier for them to notice us if we escape together. We have to split up... Wait, where's my package?"

"What package? Haven't you been empty-handed the whole time?" Mo Di feigned confusion, still holding the stolen package in his hand.

The combination of "Mastery of Thieves" and "Fooling People" seems to produce unexpected results.

"You've been empty-handed the whole time?" The robber was taken aback, but seeing the man's firm and seemingly genuine gaze, his resolve began to waver.

"That's right, I'm here to escape, why would I bring any burdens on purpose?"

The robber muttered to himself, his memory of the package being replaced by another layer of false memory.

"I'm not going to talk to you anymore, I need to get out of this awful place right now."

After saying that, the bandit ignored Modi and plunged into the icy fog.

Not long after, a scream came from the icy mist.

Mordy remained where he was, removing Brendan's Page, his joyful smile fading away.

"Even if the entry for 'dissociative identity disorder' is removed from this book, excessive use could still lead to dissociative identity disorder. It truly lives up to its reputation as something left behind by that madman Brendan."

He opened the robber's package, glanced at it, and his eyes lit up.

There was nothing else in the package except a jade dragon sculpture about twenty centimeters tall.

This is a jade dragon with its wings spread and standing upright. It is so lifelike that when you look into its eyes, you can vaguely sense an ancient dragon's might, which shows that it is no ordinary creature.

"Isn't this my long-lost jade dragon carving? I never imagined it was stolen by robbers."

Although Modi didn't know how the robbers obtained this priceless treasure, that didn't stop him from double-crossing them and taking it for himself.

According to him, it should be returned to its rightful owner.

"There seems to be a trace of dragon's might remaining inside the jade dragon carving; we can try to study it."

He put away the jade dragon carving, found a stool to sit on, and waited for the Frostblood White Walker to return after completing its mission.

After a while, the screams stopped coming from the icy mist.

Three tall figures walked side by side to him and knelt down on one knee.

The icy mist slowly dissipated, and the bright moonlight once again shone on the bandit stronghold.

After the nighttime cleanup, the place was awash in blood, littered with severed limbs and filled with a thick, pungent stench of blood.

Modi waved his hand, and the corpses and blood on the ground turned into a blood mist that surged toward him.

In this way, even the finishing touches are done.