Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

Chapter 147 True Death

"Spatial Shift!"

With the cold shout from Dornar, the white room began to strongly shake as if it was about to take off.

The intense vibration was so strong that even standing still was hard; although the full whiteness all around the room made it look normal.

'Well, this is interesting!'

When Dornar used the Spatial Shift, Ian clearly felt the space around him tugging at him strongly, trying to forcefully drag him out. Since his Veilborn Shroud was very sensitive to space, he could accurately feel what was happening around him.

Unfortunately, due to the space jump of the artifact itself, Ian felt his body getting heavier as his consciousness became disoriented from the shift in perception, especially since he was currently using Spectral Vision.

This, in turn, increased the consumption of his mana and energy to maintain this form.

"Heh, playing with space in front of me in my Glowy Spire."

However, before Ian thought that his Ethereal form might be canceled due to the effect of the Spatial Shift, he heard the immature voice of Ignysyl, who looked perfectly fine.

"Don't worry, you are safe in my domain."

After saying the assuring words with a young voice, Ignysyl jumped into the air and landed skillfully on his shoulder while a light gray glow emanated from him as the center, just enough to cover Ian and himself.

"Wow! You have spatial ability?"

As soon as Ignysyl used his domain in full form, Ian felt the space stabilize, causing him to feel relaxed even when the whole room had begun to continuously shift in space.

So, he couldn't help but shout in surprise and a little bit of envy.

"Yeah! Haha... How was that? Did you see how awesome I am?"

Ian's words of admiration fueled the little pride of the dragon on his shoulder, causing him to use the domain even more, as evidenced by the increase in the glow.

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Seeing him use more energy than necessary, Ian hurriedly asked him to stop.

No matter what, this little guy seemed to be helping him, so he didn't want him to spend every bit of energy this early while showing off.

"Tch, I'm not that weak."

Ignysyl said while flaring up his nostrils and widening his wings on Ian's shoulder as if to show his majesty, but he still obediently stopped powering up his so-called domain.

'Do that when you aren't huffing, literally.'

Ian rolled his eyes at his antics.

'But why do I feel like he has been trying to impress me from the beginning?'

Ian looked curiously at the baby dragon on his shoulder, still maintaining his majesty even though he seemed kind of tired.

"Why is there no one? I clearly heard him earlier."

By the time Ian and Ignysyl finished talking with each other, the Spatial Shift of the artifact had been completed as it already jumped an unknown distance on the first floor of the Ignisia Tower.

However, someone was in denial as he wasn't able to see the result he wanted.

"Did he leave? Yeah, he must have left just after grabbing that ring. How can someone be stupid enough to still stay here after stealing something?"

Dornar mumbled while breathing heavily, as using such an ability of a dimensional artifact had a significant impact on his soul.

Still, he managed to find a plausible reason for this anomaly, as he never thought that any kind of concealment spell could survive a space shift.

Those who could do it never needed to hide from him anyway.

"Tch, you seem quite delusional. But it does make sense since you are already dead anyway. Staying in this place alone for years was indeed quite stressful."

However, contrary to his expectations, he once again heard the frivolous voice of Ian right next to him, causing him to be shocked beyond belief.

It was also because this time, he could perceive more than just the voice.

"You... your eyes..."

Dornar unconsciously called out after seeing a bizarre scene in front of him.

"...no, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Dornar mumbled incoherently as although he could finally see something in front of him, what he saw made him shiver as he felt his soul get frightened from its core as if seeing its nemesis.

"Let's see how this Spectral Vision works, shall we?"

However, Ian didn't want to tease him anymore and directly used the Spectral Vision on Dornar by thinking of devouring him, intending to see how it worked.

"Swish!"

And just when Ian focused his pupilless eyes on the spirit form of Dornar, something incredible happened that made even his heart skip a bit.

"What... what is happening to me?"

Dornar shouted in horror as, as soon as Ian looked at him intently, he felt his existence suddenly beginning to get erased bit by bit.

It was slow at the start but continuous as he felt his remains getting erased from his own eyes, making him panic.

However, even when he tried to struggle desperately or even use the dimensional artifact connected to his soul once again, he found out that he couldn't as everything was a futile struggle.

He could still feel everything around him just like before, but only his soul remained rooted on the spot, refusing to listen to him as if it were fixed by the vision of a terrifying entity.

"No... don't do this. NO!"

What was more horrifying than seeing your existence getting erased bit by bit right in front of your eyes and not being able to do anything?

Dornar clearly realized such inexplicable horror, which he didn't feel even when he died after entering the Ignisia Tower.

So, he threw away the pride he held so dear even after his death and tried to plead with Ian.

However, what he saw in return were those emotionless, empty eyes looking at him as a worthless ant.

For the first time in his life, he felt so insignificant in front of this vision, which he didn't feel even in the presence of his grandfather, a fourth-ring wizard.

"Who are you?"

At last, Dornar could only utter one last sentence, asking for Ian's identity as his existence completely disappeared from the white room as if it wasn't there to begin with.

It wasn't an attack, nor was it an annihilation spell.

It was a simple erasure of an existence that seemed unworthy to stand in front of Ian's vision.

Truly, Dornar's true death was one to be remembered.