The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage-Chapter 259

4.

After a full belly of hanwoo the night before, Seong woke up early and went for a light jog around the neighborhood.

His pace hovered in the 3-minute range—blazingly fast for a casual run—yet it didn’t feel strenuous at all.

“Hoo...”

He inhaled deeply, the cold dawn air filling his lungs.

It was sharp and crisp enough to make his muscles feel like they were icing over.

But he welcomed the chill as he finished his run and headed back inside.

He hadn’t broken much of a sweat, but enough to warrant a quick shower.

Afterward, he joined his family for breakfast.

Then, without delay, he stepped into the capsule and logged back in.

He already knew where he was headed—Lumensia, the City of Seven Lights, the place Yu Mina had recommended.

A city filled with priests and holy-types.

Time to check it out.

[Welcome to another world, the Eternal World.]

[Good fortune to you, Player 'Seong'.]

He waved away the familiar welcome message without much thought.

Upon logging in, he reappeared right where he’d left off—at the carriage station.

Immediately, the station attendants, seemingly prepped in advance, bustled around and guided him to a waiting carriage.

“If you would please board this one.”

“Ah, thank you.”

“No, thank you, successor.”

Definitely one of Overpalace’s own, by the way he spoke.

Once Seong boarded, the attendant asked through the open door:

“Your destination, sir?”

“To Lumensia, please.”

“Understood. Sit back and enjoy the ride.”

Seong could have used a portal like before for instant travel.

But honestly, he preferred taking the carriage—even if it took more time.

You got to see things. You felt like you were actually traveling.

Portals were better for hopping between cities of the same tier.

With that, the carriage began to move at a smooth pace.

Seong leaned back and looked out the window.

Wide, open plains sped past. The ride was almost too smooth for something this fast.

Overpalace must've really pulled out all the stops for this carriage.

Like a luxury car, there was barely any rattle.

He admired the scenery for a while—

Then, pulled something from his inventory.

It was time.

He could admire the view later.

Right now, he had something he couldn’t wait any longer to check out—

The Tome of the Lord.

He’d been wondering which Lord skill to choose ever since yesterday.

“Maybe I should’ve picked it then...”

He’d even considered it before bed.

The cover of the book was ornate, pulsing with a mysterious glow—definitely top-tier, even among Almighty-grade items.

He opened the book, brushing past the usual confirmation prompt.

Of course he wanted to use it—why else would he open it?

And with that, the book displayed the list of available Lord-class skills.

[Using the Tome of the Lord.]

[You may now select a Lord that resides within the Overlord class.]

[Displaying options...]

Lord of Silence

Inferno Lord

Lord of ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) Masks

Three choices.

But one of them stood out.

“Huh?”

Only one was glowing—the same strange, ethereal light the book itself had radiated.

Inferno Lord.

The other two were listed normally, but Inferno Lord... the letters shimmered, written in English no less.

It wasn’t just the use of “Lord” in the name—it was different.

“Why is that one unique?”

It had to be better than the others. But why?

“Lord of Silence... probably something related to silence-based effects. Skill seals or lockdowns, maybe?”

That could be useful.

And—

“Lord of Masks... what the hell does that even do?”

He had no idea.

Was it related to his masked look?

Would just wearing a mask give him a Lord-class skill?

He couldn’t be sure.

But in the end, there was really no decision to make.

With that kind of glow, that kind of presentation—

How could he not pick Inferno Lord?

Probably unlocked due to his affinity with hellfire.

And—

“That glow must mean I meet the conditions.”

Without any hesitation, Seong selected it.

[The Tome of the Lord disintegrates.]

[The Inferno Lord that resides within the Overlord class has been unlocked!]

[You have obtained the Almighty-grade skill: Inferno Lord!]

[Inferno Lord is now reviewing your current fire-element skills...]

[Forcibly satisfying requirements.]

[Overlord 3rd Class Advancement: Complete]

[Skill “Hellfire”: Acquired]

[Myth “Forgotten Legend”: Acquired]

[Inferno Lord awakens its true power.]

[All fire-type skills have been integrated into Inferno Lord.]

[You may use these skills individually or through Inferno Lord as a composite.]

“Wow.”

The moment he obtained it, Inferno Lord unlocked its true potential.

His previous skill, Blood Lord, might feel a little jealous, sure.

But what could he do?

This one opened up instantly upon acquisition.

Seong brought up the description window for Inferno Lord—eager to see just how overpowered it really was.

『Inferno Lord』

→《Almighty》

→[Lv 1] [Growth-Type]

[Compound]

The one who bears the torrent of Hellfire—his footsteps leave only ash and screams in their wake.

→ Overlord-exclusive skill.

→ A compound skill formed by merging previously acquired abilities.

→ Previously integrated skills can still be used individually or through Inferno Lord.

→ Allows free manipulation of Hellfire according to the user’s imagination.

→ However, mana is consumed proportionally based on how the Hellfire is used.

→ The power of the skill is also determined by the amount of mana expended.

“Whoa.”

Unlike Blood Lord or Lord of Abyssal Fear, this felt more akin to Lord of Shadows in its mechanics.

There were no flashy bonus effects—just pure, unshackled control over Hellfire.

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Lord of Fear had changed a bit too—its language had grown more abstract, like “provoking fear,” “manifesting fear,” and “absorbing fear”—but nothing about it really felt different in action. freewebnoveℓ.com

But this was something else.

Raising his index finger, Seong ignited a flame with a quiet fwoosh.

A strange, ominous purple blaze danced above his fingertip.

“Huh...?”

Hellfire had always been a deep crimson—almost blood-colored—but this was distinctly purple.

Had the flame changed because Inferno Lord had awakened its true power?

Or was this what deeper Hellfire looked like?

I’ll have to ask Valtar about it later.

He stared out the window, itching to test out Inferno Lord in the field.

And soon enough...

A city wrapped in radiant hues of seven colors came into view.

As the city came into focus, the coachman turned toward him.

“We’ll be arriving in Lumensia shortly.”

A beautiful city, to be sure.

But all Seong cared about was getting into the field and testing his new skill.

5.

The seventh region.

A city known as Lumensia, the City of Seven Lights.

In the sixth region, players learned to deepen their class specialization.

But here in the seventh region, the focus shifted toward building meaningful connections with NPCs.

To put it another way—this was where the game world began to expand in earnest.

There had been nobles and lords in previous areas, sure, but here those elements became central.

Where earlier areas focused on the player and gameplay, the seventh region turned its gaze toward the world itself.

Starting here, each city had its own scenario—its own plotline.

Lumensia was no exception.

Most players, upon arriving in the seventh region, would first investigate the city’s unique traits or try to find a way into the storyline.

But Seong, oblivious to all that, headed straight to the hunting grounds.

Just like in the other zones.

And the hunting grounds?

Filled to the brim with undead.

“Undead? In the City of Light?”

He paused at the irony for a moment.

Then shrugged.

Doesn’t matter.

He was here to test Inferno Lord.

And the moment he conjured Hellfire, his massive mana pool surged into purple flames that spread like a wave, consuming everything in sight.

FWOOSH——

FWAHHHH———!!

In seconds, the entire area was engulfed.

The Hellfire wrapped around the battlefield, sweeping through it like a roaring dragon.

Seong let out a quiet breath of amazement.

When he’d used Lord of Shadows, the shadows themselves hadn’t felt particularly powerful.

They were more for blocking sight, obstructing movement, or adding light physical force.

But flames? These were different.

They devoured.

The moment they made contact, the undead turned to ash.

The earth itself was scorched to gray cinders.

Just channeling the aura alone was enough to inflict damage.

“Definitely on a different level from Lord of Shadows.”

The sheer destructive power was shocking.

It did eat up more mana, sure—but for this kind of output?

Worth it.

With a thought, he molded the flames into the form of a great dragon, letting it soar in wide arcs around him.

“Damn.”

Visually, it was overwhelming.

If he gained more Lord-class skills like this, he wouldn’t need to memorize a ton of different spells.

Just channel and shape them at will.

Of course, for raw power, directly casting high-level skills was still better.

But the freedom was exhilarating.

The undead, meanwhile, were scrambling—panicked, fleeing.

“Huh?”

Something didn’t make sense.

Undead weren’t supposed to feel fear.

Yet they were clearly terrified.

Running. Trembling.

He hadn’t even done anything intentional.

Could it be... the Twilight Crown?

He had gained a massive boost to undead control thanks to that item.

But even so...

Then he saw it—a flicker of abyssal light in the eyes of the undead.

“Lord of Fear?”

He pushed his awareness toward the power of Abyssal Fear Lord, and immediately, dread blanketed the field.

The undead froze in place, trembling violently, unable to flee despite their terror.

And then the dragon-shaped Hellfire swept them up.

Everything turned to ash.

“Whoa.”

At first, he’d thought Lord of Fear was underwhelming.

But now?

He was starting to see its true value.

As he played with the flames, molding them into different forms—

A group of players suddenly appeared, heading straight toward him.

Huh?

Was this a contested hunting ground?

Unlikely. The area was crawling with undead—plenty to go around.

But these guys were moving fast.

Seong, sensing something was off, raised a wall of purple flame between them and the remaining undead before turning to face the approaching players.

One of them—wearing a hopeful expression—stepped forward and asked:

“Excuse me! Would you like to join us in taking down the Demon King?”

“...Huh?”

Seong blinked.

Wait, they don’t mean me, do they?

...Though the timing made it seem that way.

Still, he was pretty sure that wasn’t what they meant.

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