I Can Get 1,000,000x Returns from Selling Anything!-Chapter 99 --Legendary-Grade Fallen Mage

"With Your Grace here, it is truly a blessing for the human race."

Kasel paused, and his expression suddenly turned grave.

"It’s just that... the Empire’s investigation has revealed that the mastermind behind this plague is a fallen mage named Harland. His hideout lies deep within the graveyard outside Dragon’s Slumber. I hope that Your Grace can join forces with the Ministry of War’s experts and slay this scourge upon mankind together."

[Prompt: You have obtained the clue for Phase Three of the quest. Proceed to the "Dragon Graveyard" and kill LV120 Fallen Mage Harland (Legendary-Grade)!]

"I’d be happy to handle it."

Daniel nodded, his tone so calm it sounded as though he were speaking of something utterly ordinary.

"But I alone will be enough."

He turned and made to leave at once.

If the Ministry of War’s powerhouses came along, they would only drag down the mission rating.

He had no interest in taking that kind of loss.

"Your Grace, please wait!"

Kasel’s voice came from behind him, unable to hide the anxiety within it.

"To create an evil-spirit plague capable of covering the entire Empire, the enemy’s strength is surely far beyond that of ordinary powerhouses... does Your Grace truly not need any assistance?"

Daniel glanced back at him, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Leave it to me."

Before the words had even fully fallen, his figure had already vanished from the spot.

Kasel stared at the empty stone floor in silence for a moment.

Then he shook his head, turned around, and ordered his subordinates to begin testing the medicine, while also making arrangements for mass production.

...

Dragon Graveyard.

Gray-white mist shrouded the entire wasteland, like the final breath exhaled by the earth itself.

The moment Daniel appeared in this land of deathly stillness, a cold system notification rang in his ears.

[Prompt: You have entered the special zone "Curtain of Darkness"! Current all attributes -50%! You have gained the negative effect "Shadow Erosion": three active skills are randomly sealed! You have gained the negative effect "Nightmare Mirage": Max HP -50%, Max MP -50%!]

Daniel’s expression remained unchanged.

These curse-like debuffs would have been enough to leave any ordinary player unable to take a single step forward, but to him, they were nothing more than a passing breeze.

He raised a hand, and a pale golden halo spread out from his palm like the first ray of dawn breaking across the horizon, sweeping away the gray mist around him.

[Fated Purification].

The suffocating curses vanished into the golden light as if they had never existed at all.

At that very moment—

Boom!

A muffled peal of thunder suddenly exploded through the void, shaking the entire wasteland.

Daniel looked up.

The space ahead began to distort, and a pitch-black vortex appeared out of nowhere, as though someone had torn open a rift in the curtain of the world itself.

The vortex spun faster and faster, greedily devouring the surrounding air, light, and even sound itself.

Soon, the wind died, the mist dispersed, and even the sound of a heartbeat seemed to be swallowed by that endless darkness.

A figure wearing a black mask and holding a jet-black staff stepped slowly out of the vortex.

His entire body was wrapped in dark robes. With every step he took upon the void, ripples of darkness spread outward, as though he were walking across solidified night itself.

Walking through the void—the mark of a legendary-grade powerhouse!

Daniel narrowed his eyes and quietly cast a detection spell.

[Fallen Mage · Harland (LV120 · Legendary-Grade)]

HP: 20,000,000

Attack: 700,000–1,000,000

Defense: 500,000–800,000

Skills: All Dark-element Magic, Evil Spirit Barrier, God-Grade Spell Damage, Immortality (Passive Trait)

Immortal Singularity: 5

[Immortal Trait]: A divine power condensed from Immortal Singularity, the insurmountable gulf between legendary-grade beings and mortals.

Description: Fallen Mage Harland, a once-in-several-centuries genius of the dark magic lineage. His mentor is the legendary-grade peak dark-element powerhouse with the highest bounty on the Empire’s most-wanted list. Though still young, Harland has already stepped into the ranks of the continent’s great powers, and is absolutely not an opponent current players can challenge.

Daniel quickly scanned Harland’s information, a faint frown appearing on his brow.

Immortal Singularity determined the upper limit of a legendary-grade powerhouse’s strength!

It could allow the four core attributes to break beyond mortal limits, and it could also grant its holder regeneration, longevity, and even immortality itself.

Put simply, every point of Immortal Singularity was an extra life!

At the same time, Harland on the opposite side was also sizing up this uninvited guest.

Behind the mask, his eyes held the same contempt a cat might show a mouse.

"Are all the Empire’s people dead already?"

Harland’s voice was hoarse and low, like mutterings echoing out of a tomb.

"That they would actually send an ant here to die?"

Daniel curled his lip.

The easiest flaw for young geniuses to fall into was arrogance.

His figure flashed—God Speed!

In the next instant, he was already standing less than ten meters in front of Harland.

Stellar Wrath rose, and the vibration of the bowstring sounded like a silent judgment.

[Wind’s Embrace]!

Invisible power of wind surged in from all directions, binding Harland firmly in place.

The winds seemed to come alive, transforming into countless transparent chains that wrapped around his limbs, throat, and waist, leaving him unable to move even a single finger.

[Serpent’s Thundercell]!

Boom—!

The sky suddenly exploded!

Dense storm clouds formed in an instant, while purple lightning churned and roared within them like an enraged primordial beast.

In the next second, countless bolts of lightning poured down from the clouds, exploding above Harland’s head and transforming into tens of thousands of thunder-serpents that wildly lashed toward his body.

Crackle—!

Purple electric light illuminated the entire wasteland as bright as day!

The thunder-serpents exploded across Harland’s body, each strike carrying enough force to tear through iron and stone.

-6,986,648!

-6,621,286!

-7,346,546!

Tens of thousands of thunder-serpents exploded against Harland every second, filling the air with a dense storm of damage numbers.

At this rate, his enormous HP bar would be completely emptied in less than three seconds!

And yet Harland still stood there.

Daniel was not surprised. He cast Detection once more.

[Immortal Singularity: 4 points]

Just as expected!

In that single instant just now, Harland had consumed one point of Immortal Singularity and forcibly endured what should have been fatal damage.

That drop of Immortal Singularity was like an invisible shield, shutting death out beyond the gate.

This was the most terrifying aspect of legendary-grade powerhouses.

Every point of Immortal Singularity was an extra life.

Although there was no real difficulty here, Daniel still did not let his guard down. The arrows in his hand never stopped.

Serpent’s Thundercell had no time limit. As long as he had enough MP and stamina, he could maintain it forever.

And those were precisely the two things he lacked the least!

Harland was pinned firmly in place by [Wind’s Embrace]. Under the dual effects of silence and paralysis, he could neither cast spells nor move.

He was like a statue nailed upon an altar, able only to watch helplessly as the endless thunder tore through his body again and again.

He frantically drove the little Immortal Singularity he had left within his body, using it over and over to resist the fatal damage.

4, 3, 2, 1!

With every point consumed, his face turned a shade paler.

It was a despair deeper than death itself.

To watch, helplessly, as one’s lives were stripped away one after another, yet have no power to resist.

"Damn it..."

Harland ground his teeth, his voice filled with humiliation and unwillingness.

"Am I, a legendary-grade existence—the Empire’s most brilliant dark mage—really going to fall today at the hands of this despicable wretch?"

No one answered him.

There was only the endless thunder, descending upon him without pause.