Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

This was no simple storage device, and anyone could tell it just from the fact that it was a glove.

No one made a glove storage device in this age and time so, it was most definitely an artifact recovered from a dungeon, from the simple understanding.

But that didn't explain this weird light that ate the bodies of two good black mages as well as their magic and everything on them, as well as that black light and their missing heads.

The way those heads vanished seemed like they were obliterated to dust and less in that slight moment that black light flashed.

And... this was weird.

The dark-clothed person walked into the cave without any hesitation in his eyes and even while he was inside, with the fifteen (tier-3) mages working in this seemingly large place, there was no hesitation in his eyes.

His glowing, cold, emotionless eyes were somewhat familiar to the spectators but, the ward smile he had when moving his neck at the place the light had vanished was yet another strange thing about him.

He had a sword, a normal-looking black Katana that we can find in any weapon shop, so we can speculate he might be a swordsman.

But that black light, that unreal stealth, and lastly, the strange golden light that ate the bodies of those mages…

This was strange, but things were going to be even more strange than now.

There were sixteen mages in total inside this cave and as soon as he entered, he encountered three mages just on the outside of the place.

But they didn't notice him at all, even after he stood just a few steps away from them.

He was just walking straight in with his hand on his sword and even though he stood before them as if invisible to their high mage senses, detection spells, and skills, as well as the demonic detection, they just continued their guarding duty.

And suddenly... a subtle clicking sound rang in the surrounding.

-Click!

-Thud. Thud. Thud.

Three bodies fell to the ground at once and their heads... went flying in the air.

That was a lightning-fast attack that the normal butterflies couldn't perceive, but they at least knew what had just happened from how the black-clothed person had his hands on the sword.

It rained black blood this time in the path these three heads went flying and this one gave away the intruder.

But he was still calm in this situation.

He just moved forward with no hesitation and got close to the two mages on the left side, who were mixing some weird things in a big pot filled with red-colored liquids.

His eyes turned furious as he looked at these people, which was different from his previous calmness, and he didn't use the same attack he used a moment before.

Instead, he just took out his Katana and slowly got close to the targets who still had no knowledge of what had just happened and where this blood came from.

His sword blade was perfect, and he... just poked the tip of this magnificent blade into the part where the heart should be, and then a white light covered the blade…

The light had appeared there for just a moment and as soon as it appeared; the blade passed through the body of the mage like a hot knife through butter.

And the mage still had no idea what was going on until he felt something pocking him for a moment and then the sudden weirdness in his chest.

But before any reaction could come from this mage, the black-clothed person had moved ahead after doing the same with the other mage with him.

And after he moved forward and reached the next target, the previous two men who had been stabbed through their hearts screamed in agony as they started burning from the inside with some strange fire.

A strong silver fire burned them from the inside and didn't even take three seconds for the mages to fall to the ground and start their journey to the underworld.

This was strange from many points of view, and five of the fifteen mages had just died without anyone noticing or finding the cause of the death.

But, even though the reason, the person in black clothing was standing right there, in the middle of the room after killing five more mages on the left side, they had no idea about their current situation.

But suddenly, as if some magic spell had been lifted from him or some skill duration was ended, everyone was able to see him for the first time.

He appeared before them like a flash of light and as soon as they saw him, another black light flashed in the surrounding, binding the last remaining bald mage leader on the right side, who had fully grasped the situation and was ready with his spell.

But this light was powerful and as soon as he was able to see and looked at the place the figure was standing a moment ago, only the unreal view of five bodies of mages that were drawing the magic circle was seen... without heads of course.

All this happened in the short span of five minutes and now... only the one in black clothing and this black magician in the red hood were left in this silent undergrad cave.

There were many butterflies here too but, the ones watching all this through their eyes were the most shocked by the things happening at the moment.

Someone signal-handily had killed fifteen black mages despite being not too stronger than them.

His techniques were unreally good, and his skills and that strange skills were also undoubtedly fascinating.

He was a marvelous swordsman, and they acknowledged that with just the swordplay they had seen until now.

But... there was still this main fight with the strongest of the bunch left.

And the figure in black clothing, who now stood at the far right of the black mage, had an excited smirk on his face.

What he had done till now wasn't enough just yet so, he wanted to do some more crazy shit and defeat the mage leader of this bunch of lunatics.

He was excited, the black mage was clearly enraged, and... their battle would naturally be anything but normal.