Time to see what kind of screwed up trouble I managed to land myself in this time.
With that thought, I looked at the man or whatever he used to be. Because whatever humanity he once had… was gone.
The shape before me was inhuman. its body was a shifting mass of black and violet energy that refused to stay solid.
And the mana was wrong.
It wasn't something any living being should've been able to wield.
And yet…
… Yet I knew exactly what had happened.
This dumb fucker had used that.
Among the cluster of artifacts in this cave, there was one particular scroll—one that was never meant to be touched, let alone used.
Not that anyone was supposed to even know how to use or activate it. One had to recite an ancient incantation that was more curse than spell and feed the scroll a blood in return.
When I sent Bearlo here, I had considered the possibility that he might stumble across it.
But even then, I wasn't worried because even he wouldn't have been able to activate it.
