Isekai Adventure in the Dimensional Cube-Chapter 1356 - 964: Do You Also Want to Become a Victim? (Part 2)
"...If it weren’t for considering that using Magic might also expose something, I would have directly launched [Flight]."
Reiger, who had descended violently into the Xiantai Barrier, muttered with a bitter smile.
His outfit of a plush coat over a black shirt and jeans had become somewhat dusty, and the bag slung over his shoulder was also covered with dust.
Seeing his appearance, those unaware might think this was a foreigner traveling from afar, rather than an Easterner disguised as a foreigner.
"So, where is this place?"
Reiger stepped out of the crater and looked around.
Since the place was directly enclosed to serve as the stage for Destruction Revisit, the inside of the Xiantai Barrier wasn’t any spectacular sight, but an urban area fenced in by a barrier.
Reiger was now in a residential street, surrounded by single-story houses.
There were no high-rise buildings or cars on the road, only neighborhood scenery adjacent to the alleyways.
In normal times, a place like this would certainly be a lively residential area.
Alas, it had become the stage for a deadly game, the venue for a survival game.
Even though only a few short days had passed, the area had transformed into a deserted space, with bloodstains, abandoned furniture and appliances, and rubble everywhere.
Seeing these scenes, Reiger could fully imagine what the ordinary residents were facing when the Xiantai Barrier appeared, and this place became the stage for a death game.
"..."
Thinking of this, Reiger’s brow slightly furrowed.
He’s been to quite a few worlds, but no matter where he goes, no matter how fierce the battles or even the wars, the ones who suffer seem to always be the powerless civilians.
They are forced into all sorts of conflicts, these conflicts caused by the transcendent beings of their world.
The people of the Demon Slayer World are treated as food by demons...
The people of the Earth Mistake World are seen as food by monsters...
The individuals in the Overlord’s world are seen as food by fiends and aberrations...
In the Fairy Country’s Britain Lostbelt, humans are used as entertainment, toyed with, brutally murdered, and treated as expendable supplies for amusement by the fairies.
Even on the Akasha continent, the civilians are drawn into wars, becoming refugees, or even slaves.
Ultimately, in this world, the ordinary citizens are still victims of extraordinary power.
After the Capital City Sister School Exchange Event, curses incidents that erupted nationwide caused numerous deaths and injuries.
In the Shibuya incident, a full two hundred thousand civilians were manipulated, and in the end, only forty thousand or so survived.
And now, it’s the turn of Destruction Revisit...
Across the nation, there are ten barriers, each located in urban areas turned into a stage — how many ordinary people are there in each?
Not to mention, even before this, with Tokyo transformed into the Outer Demon Realm, more than five million residents were forced to leave their homes and seek refuge elsewhere.
"Cursed, huh..."
Reiger murmured.
"If we have to say, it’s definitely this world itself that’s cursed, right?"
Otherwise, how could there be a situation where the negative emotions of humans overflow and become Curse Spirits, leading to the appearance of such powers as curses?
This world itself... might just be an object of a curse.
"So..."
Reiger suddenly turned his head, looking at a nearby alley.
"Do you also want to turn from assailant to victim?"
As this sentence left Reiger’s lips, a darkness crept out from the alley beside him.
"You’re quite lucky,"
An eerie, sinister laughter emerged from the darkness.
"Thought there was a sorcerer’s fight here to cause such a commotion, came over to see if there’s anything to gain, only to find a newcomer has arrived..."
The laugh within the dark mist sounded as if it was whispering directly into Reiger’s ear, giving the impression that someone was speaking right next to him.
But it was clear that more than one person was here.
With senses rivaling that of a Lv.9, even without accessing the transparent world, Reiger could sense several presences emerging around him one after another.
Obviously, the noise caused by Reiger’s violent descent from the sky had attracted sorcerers active in the vicinity.
Discovering that the source of the disturbance was a newcomer, they were both eager and puzzled.
They were eager because, naturally, a new prey had appeared.
In the Xiantai Barrier, where strong practitioners from all sides are in a standoff, the sorcerers active here find even survival to be incredibly difficult, let alone snatching prey from the mouths of such strong practitioners.
Normally, they don’t even dare to fight seriously, fearing that causing too much commotion would attract the hunts of the powerful from all directions. Now, a newcomer has suddenly arrived, and naturally, this has made the Poets, eager for prey and hoping to alter their score tally, delighted.
After all, newcomers are notoriously easy to bully.
They don’t understand the situation inside the Barrier, and they are likely forced into the Destruction Revisit, compelled to participate in slaughter. Under these unexpected conditions, they are undoubtedly easier to deal with than the veterans here.
Therefore, many Poets set their sights directly on Reiger. Among them, the sorcerer who emerged from the black fog couldn’t hold back and struck first.
The reason for their confusion was also quite simple.
"Is this newcomer a sorcerer?"
Many people felt puzzled by this.
Logically speaking, someone who would actively enter the Destruction Revisit at this time and fall with such force yet remain unharmed should be considered a sorcerer.
Yet the Poets present were astonished to discover that on this foreign sorcerer who suddenly barged in, they couldn’t feel even a trace of curse power.
This sensation was extremely strange.
Because, even an ordinary person should possess a trace amount of curse power.
But the newcomer before them felt as if they had none at all.
"How could there possibly be someone without any curse power?"
"He must be hiding it somehow."
"Or, perhaps this is his technique?"
"There seems to be a fluctuation of curse power in the bag he’s carrying..."
Many instinctively thought so, and several were drawn to the single-shoulder bag Reiger was carrying.
They sensed the presence of curse power from that bag.
Moreover, the curse power was quite substantial.
"Could it be a curse tool?"
The more astute among the Poets immediately recognized this truth.
It’s not uncommon for sorcerers to use curse tools in battle.
Among the sorcerers Reiger knows, many use curse tools in combat.
Zenin Maki goes without saying, Nanami Kento does as well, even Fushiguro Megumi uses curse tools like Eastern staffs to aid in battle, and even Okkotsu Yuta wields a blade, while Itadori Yuji once used a short sword named Demon Slayer during his first meeting with Reiger.
This shows that many, if not most, sorcerers use curse tools.
Especially those skilled in close combat, who have a common tendency to enhance their battle power with curse tools.
Thus, upon discovering Reiger carried a curse tool with him, although the Poets still didn’t understand why they couldn’t feel any curse power from the person before them, their confusion was somewhat alleviated.
This person, without a doubt, was a sorcerer.
A sorcerer, which means he is worth 5 game points.
And so...
"Strike first, gain the upper hand!"
The Poet, shrouded like dense fog, couldn’t contain himself anymore and revealed himself from the alley.
"Those 5 points are mine!"
With a shout, the black fog transformed into a gaping maw, lunging forward to swallow Reiger whole.
"Wait..."
The surrounding Poets, seeing this scene, instantly snapped awake, wanting to surge forward in shock and anger.
But in the next second, the scene that everyone present would never forget appeared.
"Boom!"
An astonishing burst of curse power erupted, blowing the black fog apart.
A hand adorned with a magnificent gauntlet emerged from the black fog, tightly clenched into a fist, and like lightning, struck the person revealed from the black fog.
"Bang!"
The astonishing curse power exploded again, as unbelievable strength surged into that person’s body.
"Aaaaaaaaahhh...!"
The Poet revealed from the black fog let out a painful wail, and was subsequently blown apart by the overwhelming power and curse energy injected into his body, following the fate of the black fog.
