Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

Chapter 148 Who Am I?

"Who am I?"

Ian unconsciously muttered the last word of Dornar from his lips and suddenly smirked, his pupil-less eyes making him look even more eerier.

"Heh, I am your worst nightmare, I guess."

He couldn't help but say some clichéd line as he felt a kind of perverted satisfaction in being able to directly erase the soul of a First Ring Wizard, even if he was weak, just by looking at him.

He felt such unprecedented satisfaction from this event that he couldn't help but lick his lips as if reminiscing about it.

Power could be addictive, and absolute power over someone was even more so. And if you lose yourself over it, even a timid and shy guy could become an absolutely unimaginable demon.

It was the same in both worlds, although Ian experienced it for the first time in this world, making him intoxicated.

Even his heartbeat had increased and his mind reeled in endless aftertaste of power when he saw the despair in Dornar's eyes, full of fear.

It was almost as if he was affected by using something he shouldn't have used with his current strength.

"Hey, why didn't you devour him? What did you do? That wasn't the Spectral Vision you use."

However, fortunately for him, Ignysyl suddenly interrupted his intoxication of power, waking him up in time and saving him from being dragged into the abyss.

"Hah... hah..."

Ian suddenly came back to his senses after hearing Ignysyl banter right next to his ears and breathed heavily while directly canceling the Ethereal Form.

"Damn, that was dangerous!"

He cursed as he finally realized what had happened to him. He had basically used power that shouldn't be used with his actual strength.

He almost lost himself in that suffocating feeling of dominance. His mental power almost couldn't handle the temptation.

"What was dangerous? Hey, why are you ignoring me?"

However, Ignysyl thought Ian was talking to him and couldn't help but ask in annoyance. He had clearly seen him kill that weak soul with just a gaze.

What was so dangerous about that?

'Even I can kill him with a sweep of my paw,'

Ignysyl thought disdainfully, as from the beginning, he never thought of Dornar as a strong person. That's why he scolded Ian when he tried to run away from such a weak guy

"Huh? Oh, nothing. I just said it was quite dangerous for that guy. Don't you think so?"

Hearing Ignysyl's comment, Ian smiled while adjusting his state.

He also didn't forget to take out the Mana Potion from the ring he had stolen and gulped it down to quickly regain his strength.

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"What dangerous? You directly killed him in a weird way. That guy may not even have felt anything. But I can also easily do that, though."

Ignysyl first rolled his eyes at Ian's weird view and then didn't forget to praise himself again.

"Yeah, you are indeed awesome."

Ian replied absentmindedly as his attention was already inside his consciousness.

In fact, when he used the so-called Spectral Vision on Dornar, something happened in his mind that was very different from what he thought.

'That Cocoon! It reacts to the spirit?'

Ian couldn't help but question as he looked at a glob of white mass right inside his consciousness that appeared as soon as Dornar's existence was erased in the white room.

'It isn't responding now.'

He saw that even though Dornar's spirit essence was right beside the Cocoon, it was no longer reacting to it.

Yes, the white glob that appeared in his consciousness was the Spirit Essence that he extracted from Dornar.

It might have looked like his mere look was erasing the existence of Dornar just now.

Even Ignysyl felt so.

But Ian could see a different view with his translucent pupils. He wasn't truly erasing Dornar's existence, as he didn't think that was even possible at the ceiling power of this world.

What he did was very simple—he just extracted the very essence of the soul of Dornar with the help of his eyes and the Cocoon.

Actually, Ian thought it might be because of the Cocoon instead, as he had clearly felt a strong invisible suction force emanating from it the moment he thought of devouring Dornar.

However, now the Cocoon was as silent as ever, and Ian could only see it when he tried to meditate.

'I thought it would devour this soul.'

Ian smiled wryly at his thoughts, as wouldn't that mean there was another entity inside his mind? That would be even more terrifying for him.

As far as Ian knew, how the meditation method worked was by visualization of the anchor point. And if such a visualization was strong enough, it could even come to life in your consciousness.

However, it wasn't a living entity in an actual sense.

It was just a visual manifestation that came alive with your mental power, and it was basically a part of yourself—an unknown part, if one might add—that came to life after practicing the meditation method.

That's why Ian never had a second thought even when the Cocoon in his mind appeared strange, as if it had its own life.

The weirdness of the anchor in a Wizard world wasn't a rare occurrence anyway.

"See? I told you. Now you finally realize how awesome I am. When my domain becomes large enough, I can even cover this entire Glowy Spire with it and then travel anywhere. Haha... then I won't be confined here anymore."

Ignysyl felt validated after Ian's unintentional praise, causing him to rant like never before. He truly looked as if he had found a soulmate, as his eyes were literally glowing while looking at Ian.

'So you are basically trapped here?'

After hearing someone shouting in his ears, Ian had to divert his attention away from his consciousness. He would think about these things when he had time.

"Yeah, you are indeed awesome. Hey, why don't you show me your power by finding the core of this artifact?"