Return of The 8th Class Mage Chapter 70:
As frosty icicles, the imperial order has been issued . The noose around the tower lord’s neck was being pulled tightly . With the removal of the floor of the platform, he wasn’t able to reach the surface to even stand on his tiptoes as he had been .
“Auk, Auuk! Auuuk!”
The tower lord began to gasp for air as the noose tightened around his neck . Even though he was made an imbecile, the natural instinct for survival did not go away . He couldn’t conjure up magic, but his shaking appeared to be gruesomely desperate .
“Auk… . Auuuk… . . Auuuuugh… . . !
His eyes were turned red .
Fluids poured out of his nostrils and mouth .
Then his struggles began to slow .
The ember of life was slowly dissipating .
“Auuuuugh… . ”
It was when he shook his legs for the final time .
Bizarre circumstances began to materialize .
All the spectators’ attention was directed to one spot .
And everyone appeared astonished .
“Ah… . . ?”
“What, what is that… . . ?”
“Around the mouth… . blood, is it blood? Blood?”
“Doesn’t appear to be so… . . ”
In black color, the dark energy spilled out of the tower lord’s mouth . It was the same situation as when the black magic was sucked out of Marco and many other victims by the ‘great cancellation’ spell .
‘Is it black magic?’
Ian looked onto the tower lord with surprise . Why is it that a perpetrator, rather than a victim, of black magic would release the dark energy?
‘There were two explanations . ’
However, the astonishment lasted only for a brief moment .
Ian observed the situation with cool reasoning .
‘Perhaps, the tower lord was also a victim of black magic . ’
It was possible that the tower lord was also a victim of black magic . That scenario had already been considered . He had used the ‘great cancellation’ spell on the tower lord a few days ago, but there were not any responses .
‘Perhaps, he had put a black magic spell on himself . ’
That would be the most likely scenario of all . If it was something that gets invoked just before death, that would make the most sense . It was the last resort that might have been prepared for a long time . It was quite obvious that something big was about to take place .
“Sir, Sir Ian!”
In response to such unanticipated occurrence, the sorcerers around there looked at Ian . It was because, in the absence of the tower lord at the moment, the final decision maker of the Ivory Tower was Ian, the 6th class mage .
“Prepare a joint barrier!”
At Ian’s command, there gathered 6 high ranking sorcerers, who were near the execution platform . Then they followed up by covering the struggling tower lord with strong mana barrier . As the exterior of the barrier was hard, so would be the inside . Should there be an effort to attack, it will surely prevent it .
‘Self-destruct for example . ’
There were many things that could happen such as causing self destruction, invoking epidemic disease spell, witchcraft, and even brainwashing . Ian had to move as well . Standing up from his place, Ian assisted in maintaining and strengthening the joint barrier .
“Auuuk! Auk!”