He was small in stature and had something black all around his body.

The only thing that could be seen was just one eye, shining in purple.

Hanni asked in a trembling voice.

what?

Was it fun to kill your subordinate?

After that, he looked at the charred corpse.

Obviously, the explosion magic Buster was used against the guy.

However, the target that the numerous explosions shouldve hit was standing just before him.

So whose body was that?

Bro-brother.

Thats when the subordinate's voice was heard again.

Fi, Finn it is Finn.

Ah.

Hanni turned his head.

He couldnt see Finn anywhere.

Finn was the subordinate who went to catch Jance and Philip.

And all that was left behind was a charred corpse.

3rd class. Is that all?

Said the little man.

His gleaming purple eye was smiling.

Too low for a crazed maniac.

you.

Hannis face contorted.

He lifted his wand.

He didnt know what the little one just did, but he ruined his mood anyway.

He lost a subordinate as well.

It was Hannis own fault, but what mattered to him was the small guy in front of him.

How could he be deceived by such a dwarf.

It made him angry.

Ill kill you!

3rd class explosion magic Buster.

Its power wasnt comparable to the 5th class explosion magic Explosion, but it was life-threatening if someone was unprepared for it.

Right.

Even the dwarf in front of him would surely die.

Hanni didnt know what he did to escape the first time, but it wont work the second

Thats all in your mind.

Pang!

The world started spinning.

When you see someone stronger than you, you become infinitely weaker.

Jamie spoke with a cold voice.

Which is why I like to mess with the brains of those who are weaker than me.

Jamie looked at the struggling Hanni and then at those who were trembling in fear behind him.

The fact that such a small person attacked their captain.

All they could see was that Hanni suddenly collapsed into the ground without being attacked.

They were all following a 3rd class magician.

And it was natural to tremble in fear of the ruthless power of black magic.

Consider this your bad luck.

Hanni was a source of information.

There was no reason to keep the others alive.

If they were kept alive, strange rumors would start to spread.

W-wait!

They could be taken in as servants, but,

[Erasure]

Black magic was the strongest magic in the world, and it was most powerful against the weak.

Hannis men disappeared.

Jamie gazed at where Hannis men were standing.

And then looked at Hanni.

You are now my slave. Open your mouth.

Yes, master.

The information that Hanni gave out wasnt that different from Jance and Philips.

As Jance and Philip had betrayed the organisation, Hanni was given the task of catching them.

In the end, all I found out was that they are trafficking people.

And that was all that had to be told to Count Welton.

Now, what should I do with this guy?

Hanni was devoid of sense and emotions.

With saliva dripping out of his mouth, defocused eyes, and droopy shoulders, he had all signs of a broken soul.

Since he was a 3rd class wizard, then he could be turned into an Undead.

Unfortunately, the current Jamie couldnt do that.

Magicians are people with stronger mental power than ordinary people.

3rd class wasnt too high, but Jamie would have to grow more to control that level.

He could do it with the help of Black, but Jamie wasnt sure if he had to go to that extent.

I cant really keep them here either.

In a battlefield, Undead might be ignored, but in a peaceful area, they were like poison.

Well, even if I dont make him an Undead, this level isnt bad.

Jamies small lips turned into a smile.

Being a 3rd class magician meant that he had Mana.

Right. A lot of Mana.

Jamies hand rested on Hannis head.

I will enjoy the meal.

This is fine.

He did use the whole-body breathing method, but there werent many opportunities to get such a large amount of Mana.

Hannis Mana was impure, but it wasnt a problem for Jamie.

He was full of Mana, but it is still hard.

Jamie couldnt enter the 5th class due to his physical limitations.

More importantly

Jamie looked at Jance and Philips.

He had prevented their skin from rotting, but it wouldn't last long.

He approached them.

Maybe because they werent released from the spell, they still didnt seem to feel any pain.

Hmm.

Crossing his arms, he pondered for a moment.

What should he do with these people?

Unlike Hanni, these two didnt have a massive amount of Mana.

Even if they did, Jamie couldnt take the Mana as his body was already full.

Meanwhile, Black released its form and climbed onto Jamies head.

Kik!

And tilted the head.

What was its master trying to do?

Jamie, who made up his mind, gathered the two in one place.

If you are going to die, then its better to use you meaningfully before you go.

Unlike Hanni, it could be done to these two.

Jamie slowly raised his arms ahead.

It has been so long.

The Necromantic power to raise the body.

It was similar to raising the dead but different.

It was because the corpse of necromancy is no longer that of a living being.

Against Heaven.

It was to reject the flow of nature and turn against Heaven.

Undead.

Dead, but not dead.

From now on, you will live a life beyond death as my faithful servants.

Jance and Philip.

They werent dead yet.

Jamie had no intention of killing them.

He just used their current state and turned them into Undead.

Black, help me.

Kick!

As it had noticed what his master was trying to do, Black spread its wings wide.

Jamies necromantic skill wasnt just up to raising the corpse.

It was high-level black magic that maintained the appearance of their before death.

In his prime time, in the past, he could do it by lifting a finger. However, it was impossible without Blacks help at the moment.

He wanted to get a servant this way to be of help when dealing with the Zenith religion.

Start.

Jamie concentrated as his purple eyes began to glow.

From his mouth, a distant, ancient, and dead language began to flow.

{Leave life and rise. An immortal body awaits. You shall transcend death.}

The bodies of Jance and Philip began to convulse.

Despite losing their sense, their instincts still held onto life.

And they werent dead yet, just on the verge of dying.

Blacks wings grew gradually as all Mana began to turn cloudy.

{Sinners, come to me!}

It was challenging to make a dead person a living Undead.

But if that could be done, the attachment of life they had during their lifetime would be replaced with chaos.

I shall give you a new name.

The two mens bodies were exuding black smoke.

The two who were once Jance and Philip.

Jamie looked at them.

Azad and Raiza. Your new names.

To become an Undead means to throw everything away.

So, the master would have to give them new names.

Undead dont have a name in the first place.

They were used to run errands, and they werent named as they Undead be identified back to the maker.

We obey our masters orders.

The two undead bowed their heads politely towards Jamie.

Jance was now Azad.

Philip was now Raiza.

They retained their original form.

Nobody would recognise that they were Undead if he looked at them.

Except for the black smoke around their body.

Hmm.

Jamie hadnt given them self-awareness yet.

Which was why they looked like dolls.

Why is the black smoke still there?

The execution was perfect.

He took the help of Black, where he lacked.

Kikkik!

Black squeezed its wings, trying to say that it wasnt its fault.

Did I even ask you? I am starting to doubt you.

Kiiik!

I know, I know. It was a joke.

Blacks assistance was perfect.

If anything was lacking, then it was him.

Maybe it is still too much for me.

Since this wasnt some ordinary necromancy, he thought of the possibility of failing, but he felt bittersweet despite the success.

To the extent where his past fame seemed to be a thing of the past.

It was true that a new body would bring in new possibilities, but the despair of losing the past was unavoidable.

We cant use them like this.

Actually, what hed just done was shocking enough. If another Dark Magician saw this, theyd think it was outstanding.

However, not Jamie.

These two were transformed in order to gather information about Zenith.

But looking at their current state, let alone the Zenith religion, they wont even be able to enter a normal store.

The black smoke around had to be resolved.

Kik!

Black tapped Jamies cheek.

How dare you touch your masters cheek?

Kik!

Angry or not, Black flew to Azad and Raiza and stopped above them.

Looking at the two, Black settled on Azads head.

And spread its wings.

Oh!

The change occurred immediately.

The black smoke was sucked into Blacks body.

And Blacks body swelled up like a balloon.

Kik!

A small burp from its mouth.

Jamie looked at it with a puzzled face.

You could do something like this?

Kik!

Proud, Black puffed out its bulging body.

And with the help of Black, Azad looked the same as before.

And then jumped over to Raiza.

Normally, it would fly, but flying seemed difficult because of all the black smoke it ate.

Huk!

Gasping for breath because of the jump. It spread open the wings and began to absorb the smoke.

Jamie thought that it was funny.

Kiiiiik!

Black glared with its eyes.

Ting! Ting!

You did well.

Jamie stroked the round black body of his summon.

Black was lying on its back.

The black smoke which flowed out from the two bodies was too much.

Since Black had a tiny body, this task must have been exhausting.

Actually, such tasks werent for Black at all.

Jamie turned back to look at the two.

Thanks to Black, they could be now used for their intended purpose.

You should be normal now.

As Jamie extended his hand to them, they two bowed.

He placed both hands on their heads.

Wake up.

With an Ominous Mana, a black light shone.

Jamie slowly lifted his hand.

The black faded.

And he stared at the two.

Neither of the two raised their heads.

As if they were dead, they didnt even move a finger.

Jamie didnt call for them either.

They must have been confused, so he waited for them to understand that they were dead.

Of the two, Azad raised his head first.

His eyes were alive.

And he opened his mouth.

are you the one who turned us into this?

Although the appearance hadnt changed, Azad knew the difference in his body.

He knew that his body had turned into something terrible.

For some reason, the scars on his face, which he acquired a long time ago, throbbed.

Yes.

It was awkward to see a 6 or 7-year-old boy answer with such a solemn expression, but Azad knew that something was obviously off with the kid.

He hadnt noticed it initially, but now that he was his servant, he could feel it.

You, who are you?

Those were the questions that were in his mind.

It was absurd.

Like something he read out of a storybook when he was a little kid.

I am someone like a Demon King.

Azads eyes fluttered.

His thoughts seemed to have been read.

He was shocked.

I dont know if you are the Demon King or not, but in our eyes, you dont look human at all.

Raiza, who was bowing down, looked at Jamie with cold eyes.

It was an expression a servant would never show his master.

Lack of emotions.

Jamie frowned at it.

If it was in the past, such a thing would have never happened.

So he snapped his fingers.

Thud!

Kuak!

Raizas knees hit the floor.

And his stiff head fell to the ground.

Ill forgive you just this once. If a servant makes such a face in front of the master once again, you will be destroyed.

Raiza couldnt open his mouth under the pressure.

Answer me.

I understand.

The subordination of the soul.

Even if they didnt want to, as long as the contract was fulfilled, their lives belonged to Jamie.

That was black magic.

You too, be mindful.

yes.

Azad gulped as he looked at Raiza suffering in pain.

Anyway, I am not the Demon King.

There was a time when he was called like that.

But he wasnt a Demon King.

I am the Dark Magician.

He once tried to kill the Gods and was trying even now to kill the Gods.

The Dark Magician.