Tower: Rebirth of the Absolute Demon-Chapter 58: Ch : The Rise of the Tyrant

The wisp of black flame floated lazily through the air before it finally reached the mage.

The moment it touched him, an inferno erupted.

The mage’s entire body was engulfed in the dark fire.

He screamed... a blood-curdling, animalistic cry that reverberated through the battlefield.

The flames hungrily devoured him, starting with his skin, which blackened and peeled away like paper.

His flesh melted, oozing down his body in grotesque streams as he clawed desperately at his own face, hoping to extinguish the fire.

But his efforts only made it worse.

"Aaaaaargh! SPARE ME! PLEASE!"

The mage stumbled forward, his voice trembling with desperation.

His body was failing, yet he held onto a fragile sliver of hope... that if he begged, if he groveled, this boy, this demon, would spare him.

But that hope was shattered with his very next step.

The moment he tried to move, his lower body crumbled under him.

His foot remained planted where it was, but the rest of his charred form lurched forward.

His balance gave out as his half-destroyed body toppled to the ground with a sickening thud.

The fire didn’t stop. It continued to consume him, his blood boiling, his bones glowing white-hot like burning embers.

The stench of scorched flesh and blood filled the air as his entire being was reduced to ash.

Yet the cruelest part was that the mage remained conscious through it all.

He experienced every moment of agony, his screams echoing until even his vocal cords were burned away.

And then there was silence.

The black flames faded, leaving nothing behind... not a body, not even ash. The mage had been erased from existence.

Jamie stood frozen, his mind racing as he tried to process what he had just witnessed.

The sheer brutality of it... the way the mage had been burned alive, reduced to nothingness... was unlike anything he had ever seen.

The sight was so cruel, so horrifying, that anyone with a shred of humanity would have vomited on the spot.

But Jamie was too lost in his thoughts to react.

That is, until a sharp voice snapped him out of his stupor.

"How long do you plan to sit there like a little bitch?"

"Eh?" Jamie blinked, the words dragging him back to reality.

But as his mind cleared, the memories of the mage’s gruesome demise surged forward, and his stomach churned.

He doubled over, clutching his mouth as he fought the urge to vomit.

Ye Tian rolled his eyes.

"Tsk, what a weakling."

Jamie forced himself to stand, his legs trembling.

His eyes darted toward Ye Tian, who was smiling... a smug, almost amused smile.

Jamie’s voice trembled as he asked...

"Wh... Who are you? What... what are you?"

Ye Tian’s grin widened. He raised his hand and casually formed a V sign with his fingers.

"Who am I? Well, I’m your new god, obviously."

Jamie stared at him, dumbfounded.

"A... god?!"

"What, disappointed?" Ye Tian tilted his head, smirking.

Jamie opened his mouth to respond but stopped himself.

What was the point? Nothing about this situation made sense anymore.

Ye Tian clapped his hands together, the sound startling Jamie.

"Anyway, let’s move on. I’ve decided to help your people."

Jamie’s eyes widened in surprise.

"Y-You will?"

Ye Tian waved dismissively.

"Yeah, yeah. But before that..." He sat down on the ground, crossing his legs.

"There’s something I want to try first."

"Huh? What are you doing?" Jamie asked, bewildered.

Ye Tian didn’t answer. He placed his hands on his knees and closed his eyes, his expression growing calm.

What Ye Tian was about to do was reckless... suicidal, even.

In this world, those who consumed the heart of a dragon were blessed with immense mana reserves.

They didn’t need to create magic circles to control their power, the dragon heart itself stabilized the overwhelming force of mana.

But Ye Tian wasn’t one to follow the rules.

"What if I create the circles anyway?" he thought, a grin tugging at his lips.

It was a crazy idea, but the logic was sound.

If he could successfully form the magic circles, his control over mana would increase exponentially.

His power would reach heights that even this world’s strongest beings couldn’t fathom.

And with that kind of power, he could easily handle the Apostle of Death.

He began by summoning a thin strand of mana, guiding it carefully toward his heart.

Slowly, meticulously, he started to shape it into a protective ring around the organ.

The process was painstaking. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he concentrated, weaving the mana with precision.

The first circle was complete.

The thin strand of mana had transformed into a glowing halo around his heart, stabilizing the flow of energy within his body.

Jamie, who had been watching in silence, felt the change immediately.

The air around Ye Tian grew heavier, suffocating.

The sheer pressure of his mana was overwhelming, even from a distance.

But Ye Tian didn’t stop.

He continued to weave the mana, forming a second circle, then a third.

With each completed circle, the aura around him grew more oppressive.

By the time he reached the sixth circle, Jamie could barely stand.

"This... this is insane," Jamie muttered, his voice barely audible over the sound of Ye Tian’s pulsing energy.

Within five minutes, Ye Tian had created eight circles.

The eighth circle shone brightly, its radiant energy illuminating the battlefield.

The pressure was now unbearable.

Jamie fell to his knees, his chest heaving as he struggled to breathe.

"This aura... it’s like I’m standing in front of a god..." Jamie thought, his eyes wide with awe and terror.

But even as Ye Tian reached the eighth circle, he didn’t stop.

Jamie’s eyes widened further as he sensed the boy’s mana rising again.

"No... no way..." he whispered, his voice trembling.

"Don’t tell me... he’s trying to create a ninth circle?!"

Ye Tian’s eyes snapped open, glowing gold with an otherworldly brilliance.

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"Let’s see just how far I can push this."

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