The Low-key Evil Wizard BOSS-Chapter 62 - 58: The World Focuses on [Evil Spirit Calamity]

Chapter 62: Chapter 58: The World Focuses on [Evil Spirit Calamity]

Ogrande City Hall Building.

It was a steel skyscraper, a full thirty-six stories high.

The landmark of Ogrande City.

The 31st floor.

Inside a spacious and brightly lit office.

After finishing his work, "Duke Mu Huo" Gustav Medis, the deputy mayor of the industrial sector, stood quietly by the window.

From here, one could overlook the entirety of Ogrande City.

Everyone groveled under their rule.

And he himself possessed the top-tier "Evil Spirit Fire Mage" Sequence.

Power and authority were both within his grasp.

Ogrande City would be his stage.

The roar of the steam tide was already surging ever more fiercely through Ogrande City.

A magnificent, vast scroll had already unfurled.

He had coveted this exquisite and alluring scroll for a long time.

He needed to find the perfect moment to inscribe his own immortal mark upon Ogrande City, to help him advance from Level 5 to Level Six and complete that all-important breakthrough.

Suddenly, from the depths of the distant azure Celestial Dome Curtain, a stark black spot rapidly expanded.

That blackness was like a sharp blade piercing deep into his heart.

His fists clenched tight, veins bulging on his skin.

Crimson flames erupted uncontrollably, ROARING to life and engulfing his entire body in an ocean of fire.

"Evil Spirit Calamity!"

He snarled through clenched teeth, his body trembling.

’How could there be an Evil Spirit Calamity?’

’How could Ogrande City be hiding such a terrifying Evil Spirit!’

Even a being as powerful as him would find it difficult to trigger an "Evil Spirit Calamity"—a permanent disaster more terrifying than a Forbidden Curse.

One had to understand, an "Evil Spirit Calamity" was an incomparably sharp blade.

A single swing could carve an indelible Immortal Sacred Mark upon the scroll of the era.

Whoever controlled an "Evil Spirit Calamity" was practically the darling of the Tide Era.

The entire era was like a scroll laid out just for them.

They needed only to casually scribble on it with the "Evil Spirit Calamity" to reap rich rewards.

He watched the ever-expanding vortex of death, feeling the increasingly stark, dense Death Black Mist.

"HUFF... HUFF..."

"Duke Mu Huo" Gustav suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

’I have to capture this damn Evil Spirit. If I can just... devour it, my Sequence will advance even further. I might even be able to master the terrifying "Evil Spirit Calamity" myself.’

’Fortunately, the Level of this Calamity isn’t too high, only around Level 2.’

’It’s just a fledgling, a little thing just starting out.’

’I have a very real chance of catching it.’

’If I can capture it... this will be a perfect gift.’

...

The Holy Fierce Sun Church.

In a room on the sixth floor of the cathedral.

Father Kalov was quite satisfied after the 12-year-old child finished serving him.

"Come back tomorrow at this same time, and the Lord will once again bestow his grace upon you."

He caressed the child’s young, tender face with his withered old hand as he instructed in a low voice. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"This is the only way... the one and only way for you to hold a position within the Church."

"Y-yes... Yes, Father Kalov!" the twelve-year-old child replied, their voice trembling as they kept their head bowed low.

"Alright, go now!"

The child shuffled out slowly and closed the door.

Although he possessed a Healing Technique that could alleviate the child’s pain, he preferred to leave marks on their body.

"Haaaah..."

Letting out a long breath, Father Kalov gazed out the window at the quiet Ogrande City.

Although a rat infestation had run rampant some time ago, with the power of the Church, those damned, filthy things in the sewers had been driven into the deeper darkness.

A few stubborn remnants remained, but they were no longer a significant threat.

Ogrande City was still under the rule of the Church.

No one could question their authority or sanctity. They were supreme.

Until... his gaze swept past the window.

A vast, thick, and viscous black cloud, from which a terrifying gray mist continuously drifted down, broke into his field of vision.

His heart seized, and his pupils contracted violently.

’That is...’

As a Level 4 "Holy Light Priest" of the Divine Vocation Sequence, he recognized the terrifying evil power it contained with just a single glance.

Death, Exotic Realm, darkness, Calamity, Evil Energy—all sorts of terrifying, heart-stopping powers were interwoven within it.

’A Calamity!’

"This is a goddamn Calamity!"

Father Kalov flew into a rage.

That damned Evil Spirit actually dared to unleash a Calamity in a city ruled by the Holy Fierce Sun Church.

This was a blatant show of disrespect for the Holy Fierce Sun Church.

Purification!

This damned Evil Spirit must be purified.

And it must be purified over a slow fire, to let that damned beast know that this was not a place it could run rampant.

By the time Father Kalov rushed to the corridor outside the high council chamber, the Lord Bishop’s sacred, majestic, and magnificent voice was already spilling out into the hall.

"That lost Evil Spirit needs the Lord’s purification."

"When it is bound to the Sun Fire Rack, it will find the path to repentance and realize the error of its ways!"

Immediately after, Father Kalov heard the powerful responses of several formidable Grand Knight Commanders accepting the order.

These Grand Knight Commanders all possessed the powerful "Sun Knight" Sequence.

Furthermore, they were at Sequence Level 4.

They would uphold the justice of the Church.

And they would utterly annihilate any pagans or heretics who dared to challenge the order!

...

The bustling Bay Area.

On the deck of a steamship docked at the pier.

A man with golden hair and light-golden eyes stared at the familiar, viscous Black Mist and the falling Death Black Mist in the distance, his expression exceptionally grave.

’An "Evil Spirit Calamity."’

He clenched his fists.

’Is there still such a terrifying being among us?’

’That polluted one in the depths of the underground is no weaker than me.’

’But this one, the one capable of unleashing a terrifying Evil Spirit Calamity, is stronger than any of us.’

’With just a casual display of power, it can carve a Mark upon Ogrande City that none of us could match even with our full strength.’

’Fate... is so unfair!’

’I have to find a way to devour that thing underground as soon as possible, and then follow my master’s guidance to search for other flesh and bone in the depths of the ocean.’

’Ogrande City is a giant meat grinder, and those terrifying Evil Spirits are all hunting one another.’

’Some of my traces have already been sniffed out. I must be extremely careful, or else... I’ll be the next one to be devoured.’

The sudden appearance of the "Evil Spirit Calamity" was like a heavy bomb, violently stirring up the entire city of Ogrande.

In an instant, dark undercurrents began to surge through Ogrande City.

...

The hot summer streets were filled with clamor.

Large numbers of pedestrians and travelers looked up, curiously staring at the black cloud that had suddenly appeared in the sky.

The viscous Black Mist completely submerged the entire Beifulin Relief Station building.

The Death Black Mist drifting down from the massive black cloud in the sky also converged upon it.

From a distance, it looked like a black mushroom cloud—with a slender stem but an enormous cap.

The pedestrians on the street gazed upon the magnificent "miracle" of the "Evil Spirit Calamity."

Meanwhile, Zorn peered through the heavy curtains, his gaze sweeping over the streets and crowds outside.

It was a contained Calamity, held within a powerful barrier.

The terrifying Death Black Mist would not spread.

As the beginning of the exquisite, Extraordinary scroll unfurled by the steam tide—Ogrande City!

This was the most perfect place for Zorn to sketch out his Sacred Mark.

A breeding ground for Evil Spirits, a source of Experience.

Zorn needed to establish a new order here, his own order!

He let the curtains fall.

The light was blocked out.

Zorn was completely submerged in the deep darkness.

The screams and terror from before were now drowned in the Death Black Mist.

Not only had the Believers of the Forbidden Bloodline all died, but even the Level One Transcendents could not last long in the Death Black Mist.

But deeper in the basement, the clash between Transcendents and Evil Spirit Creatures was causing a massive upheaval.

Here on the third floor, Zorn could feel the terrifying tremors from below his feet and the permeating, bizarre power.

’Once an "Evil Spirit Calamity" breaks out, it’s bound to attract a lot of attention.’

’The Church’s Knight Order is probably already on its way.’

’The Holy Fierce Sun Church might not be interested in other matters, but annihilating a rampaging Evil Spirit is a prime opportunity for the Church’s experts to carve their own Sacred Marks on Ogrande City.’

’They definitely won’t let this chance slip by.’

’Whether it’s the Holy See, the official Transcendents, or other Evil Spirits, they’ll all need some time to get here.’

’I need to kill everyone down there as quickly as possible. That way, I can accumulate enough Spiritual Essence to better advance to Level 3.’

’At the same time...’

Zorn took a deep breath, a sharp glint surging in the depths of his eyes.

’This monumental event, this immortal Mark carved into the epic scroll of the Extraordinary tide, will also begin to pry open my—Divinity!’