The Possessor Mistook the Genre for 20 Years

83 – The Dragon Hunter and the Strange Journey

The idea that magic doesn’t work on dragons, or “yong” in Korean, was quite popular in 21st-century modern subculture.

There were even settings where dragons were considered the origin of magic, so there’s no need to elaborate further.

These creatures fly freely in the sky with their wings, possess massive bodies and tough scales, and are adept in close combat with their sharp teeth.

And they can wield magic freely?

What humans desired from these creatures was clear.

The ultimate, unbeatable being.

They wanted to witness overwhelming power.

‘It’s certainly impressive….’

Franz felt this too.

Even after being hit by a 6th-circle spell, Inferno, it remained unscathed.

Although it was a 6th-circle spell, its power was beyond that, making it even more impressive.

He finally understood why this task couldn’t be entrusted to just anyone.

But instead of being overwhelmed by the dragon’s greatness, Franz felt intrigued.

‘Could it block a 7th-circle spell too…?’

Since it blocked a 6th-circle spell, maybe a 7th-circle, and if it blocked that, then an 8th-circle, and if even that was blocked, then a 9th-circle.

He was curious about how far its magic could go.

He also wanted to analyze its magic in the process.

What kind of magic could block a 6th-circle spell? As a wizard, his curiosity was piqued.

Franz aimed his staff at the creature and was about to use a 7th-circle spell.

The creature opened its mouth, and a blue magic circle began to form in front of it.

He felt mana gathering towards the creature, and soon the magic circle was completed, emitting a white chill.

As the rapidly approaching chill neared, Franz immediately used his magic.

As the magic circle was completed, hexagonal shields layered in front of Franz.

The chill breath and the shield collided.

The white chill, blocked by the shield, split to the sides, forming sharp ice pillars.

It seemed that the chill not only created cold but also formed ice.

Meanwhile, Franz finished analyzing the magic.

‘So this was the structure….’

As I interpreted it, I realized that it was a structure and script I had seen in an ancient magic book once.

However, it was quite inefficient, focusing solely on power without any regard for fuel efficiency, making it impractical.

If I had to compare, it would be like a racing car used in F1 races.

Anyway, since I had grasped the basics, I could easily interpret its protective magic.

With that thought, Franz used his magic, timing it with the end of its breath.

7th Circle Magic: Dark Inferno.

The fire ignited by this magic had the characteristic of not extinguishing until the user desired.

A black flame shot from the tip of the staff, and as it touched its body, it exploded with a loud bang.

There was a great vibration, but since Franz offset the power exerted externally, there was no damage.

If there were no other abnormalities, the explosion should have melted its body with the remaining black flames, even if the explosion itself did not cause damage.

But once again, it remained unscathed.

A magic circle appeared, blocking the damage from the explosion, and the black flames also disappeared because of it.

It was truly a fascinating phenomenon.

It wasn’t like anti-magic that blocks magic before it activates, nor was it a shield that blocks the damage of magic. It was as if it completely excluded only the damage caused by magic.

Of course, that was now over.

‘Such magic exists….’

In that brief moment, Franz finished interpreting the magic.

It was a feat that could never have been accomplished without the knowledge of ancient magic, and if it weren’t for Franz.

The dragon’s magic not only ignored damage but also absorbed it and converted it into its own mana.

Franz was purely amazed at the magic he saw for the first time in his life.

It was then.

Dozens of magic circles were drawn around the dragon, followed by the shooting of huge, sharp ice chunks.

Bang! Bang!

As the ice chunks were driven in succession, white ice crystals spread like smoke in all directions.

But Franz still stood firmly in place.

With a calm expression as if nothing had happened.

In front of such Franz, the magic circle seen from the dragon appeared and then disappeared.

He had interpreted and immediately used the dragon’s magic.

‘So this is how it feels. It’s really fascinating.’

The feeling of absorbing external mana was truly unique.

It felt as if someone was tickling me.

Anyway, now that there’s nothing left to extract from him, it’s time to wrap things up.

At the tip of Franz’s staff, a black magic circle began to form.

Dots became lines, and lines met to form a circle.

Then, shapes and characters filled the circle, completing the magic circle.

The nine completed magic circles interlocked like gears, working in a chain reaction to become a single spell.

It was Chaos, the most powerful 9th-circle dark magic that Franz could use without risk at this point.

The black sphere shot from the magic circle flew like an arrow towards the ice dragon.

And the moment it touched its body, an endless darkness began to grow, swallowing everything around it.

This time, the creature seemed to try to block it with magic, but Franz was not one to let that happen.

Snap.

When Franz snapped his fingers, the creature’s magic circle rewound as if it were being undone, returning to nothingness.

Once the magic interpretation was complete, there was no escaping the anti-magic.

Sensing the anomaly, the creature flapped its wings, trying to escape, but the darkness’s pull was stronger.

First the tail, then the legs and torso. Finally, the entire body was sucked into the darkness.

‘Come to think of it, it asked to be killed, didn’t it…?’

Franz didn’t know what lay beyond that darkness, so perhaps it would suffer eternally without dying.

It should be fine…?

As Franz thought this and snapped his fingers, the darkness that seemed to swallow everything disappeared.

It was then.

Crack.

A foreboding sound, like something splitting, was heard.

Looking around, the ice that formed the castle was cracking.

Since it was created by magic, it seemed to naturally collapse as the user disappeared.

‘What a waste….’

You know that feeling, right? When you don’t want to keep something, but it feels like a waste to throw it away.

In the end, Franz decided to preserve the ice castle.

With a light tap of his staff, infusing it with mana, the cracking ice returned to its original state as if time had reversed.

Well, it could serve as a tombstone for the man who had guarded this place for hundreds of years.

And it would be a point of pride for the Duchy of Phrygia.

Then, there was only one thing left to do.

To retrieve the spear blade that the man had been guarding.

Personally, I was curious about what it was.

Franz immediately took a step forward and soon faced the spear blade that the demon had told him to guard.

The spear blade was trapped in transparent ice, but even after hundreds of years, it was still shining with a brilliant light.

‘It feels similar to when Justia uses her divine power.’

A sacred aura emanated from the spear blade.

It was hard to describe exactly, but if I had to, it felt pure and warm.

Franz placed his hand on the ice that encased the spear blade.

The intense mana he felt made it clear that this was no ordinary ice.

‘This is going to take some time….’

Breaking the seal was like solving a password.

The only way was to try every possible combination until the correct one was found.

But the seal in front of him was quite high-level, so it seemed like it would take a while.

If it were a password, it would be about 10 digits long.

Of course, including letters and special symbols.

Thanks to Franz’s incredible calculation speed, it was manageable.

If it were an ordinary wizard, they wouldn’t have been able to break the seal even if they dedicated their entire life to it.

Uht-cha-.

Franz sat down comfortably and began to break the seal.

It was a battle against time, so there was no need to stand uncomfortably.

How much time had passed like that?

One hour, two hours….

There was only one step left to break the seal.

Out of the 10 digits, he had already matched 9, leaving only one.

Franz narrowed his brows and focused all his attention.

And before long,

‘Got it…!’

As the seal was completely broken, the ice that had encased the spear blade began to melt.

Who would have expected that it would take longer than catching a cultist?

Despite being surrounded by ice, it was a tough fight that made sweat bead on his forehead.

Eventually, the ice completely melted, and the spearhead fell to the ground with a thud.

Ah, it’s really over now.

Let’s go back and rest.

Franz thought so, smiling, as he touched the spearhead with his hand.

His mind drifted away to a distant place, and soon a strange scene unfolded before his eyes.

And there was someone enjoying tea time in that place.

No, should I call it a person?

The divine power he felt from the spearhead was emanating from it, making it hard to see it as a person.

She looked at Franz and spoke.

“I’ve been waiting for you to come.”