Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 870: I Am A Deleter!



Scar was trying to think back to the last time he had struggled so much to deal with a single person. Before he had become a Deleter, there were some tough calls.

Ever since he had been given the special artifact, he hadn't even been hit once. Even when he first had the artifact and was learning how to properly use everything.

'Bullets don't hurt this guy, grenades don't hurt this person... every person I've come across has been hurt one way or another... he can't be different, he can't!' Scar thought.

Teleporting again, Scar had switched to his handguns, but this time, they contained a special magazine inside. On impact, these bullets would explode, packing a punch of power.

Moving, Scar fired the bullets, and just as he expected, when Zon went to catch the bullet, it exploded right in his face, causing a ripple effect.

Now Scar was constantly teleporting around, changing direction at every moment he could, firing these special explosive bullets.

They were hitting Zon from all sorts of different directions, and when the black suit rippled just enough, human flesh looked like it could be seen underneath.

Quickly, Scar switched one of his handguns from the explosive rounds to one that fired out regular bullets. Flowing through the air, it had successfully hit Zon's skin.

It pierced right through, entering his body, and it was the first time he had delivered a shot. "It looks like now the two of us are even," Scar said with a smile.

"Right, it looks like it," Zon replied back, as the black suit started to repair itself, moving back into place. But before it did, right out from his skin, the bullet appeared to be pushed out of his body and dropped to the floor.

"What the heck are you, are you even human?" Scar screamed as he teleported close to where Zon was, nearly at striking range, and in both hands, he had two large shotguns.

He fired away, and heavy bangs went off, but Zon had caught both of the weapons by their barrels and lifted them above his head.

"Trust me, you don't want to go up against me at close range," Zon claimed.

Letting go of the shotguns, Scar had teleported again, now with a large dagger in his hand, and struck at Zon. The attack hit his suit but seemed to do nothing.

Zon quickly turned around to slash him with his energy sword that had reappeared from his palm, but Scar had reappeared in another spot right next to him, slashing his suit with his dagger again.

Constantly, Scar was doing this, teleporting close range and slicing at every part of Zon that he could see.

'If bullets won't work, then I just need to do it the old-fashioned way until I slice right at his neck, let's see him heal from that!'

Although everyone hated Scar's guts that were watching the match and wished for him to be dead, they had to admit, what he was doing was short of amazing.

Even if he had an artifact that allowed him to teleport, to use it in such a way, and to have the bravery to go close to his opponent and strike him constantly, had to take guts, calculation, and a natural instinct.

Unfortunately for him, he was fighting with someone who went beyond just the instinct of a person. When Scar had reappeared and went to slash his dagger once again.

A fist had already crashed into his arm, not just one arm, but both of his arms. In that instant, the bones inside were fractured; he could see his arms bending in directions they were never meant to bend.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

'I... have to get away... I'm going to fail the mission at this rate... I'll die!' were the thoughts running right through Scar's head.

Before he knew it, he could only see a red beam of energy in front of his face, and a strong ripping sensation was felt around the entirety of his body.

From the outside, it looked like flames had condensed the entirety of Scar's body, and he wasn't even aware of this himself.

His body too hurt, too damaged, had dropped to the floor, and a loud clanging sound was heard falling to the side. It was a small metal object with a red gem, around the size of a cockroach.

Then right above, where Scar could see the sky, the view was quickly blocked out by Zon's face.

"The fight is clearly over, so are you going to give me the information that I want?"

On the floor, Scar's whole skin looked fried; his mouth was left in perfect condition as if to allow him to speak and nothing else. The artifact he had on him had fallen somewhere, but he was unable to even move part of his body.

"You think... I would tell you because I'm like this? I'm a f*cking Deleter. I delete everything, getting rid of anything that will hold me back!" Scar said with spit coming out of his mouth and hitting his own skin, causing more pain on his body.

"The last thing I do would be to tell you the information you want. In this life, everything you get is earned! Everything I know, everything in my head was earned! That's how I became a Deleter, so screw you! I will never tell you a single thing!"

"Very well," Zon said as he knelt down and placed his palm on the head of Scar. A small energy blade had come out, and immediately Scar's life had come to a complete end just like that.

The thing was, Zon could tell if Scar was lying or not, and he could tell what he said was not a lie. He would never give the information that Zon wanted, so there was no need to waste any time.

Looking to the right of the floor, that's when Zon picked up what looked like a brooch that went on the front of one's clothing.

'Is this the Artifact that he had used... having this for myself, it might come in handy,' Zon thought.

As Zon stood there holding the item in his hand, he could hear footsteps in the distance, and then running into the main courtyard, Skyler, with a group of people, had arrived at the

academy.