The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression Chapter 171: The Sage Confronts His Old Enemies

John held the gun firmly as he glanced behind him.

Beyond his line of sight was Gwen, lying in the desert sand.

When she noticed him staring at her, she waved her hand.

Although it was totally a reaction that didnt match the current situation, she must have chosen to ignore the situation to begin with.

While it hadnt been long since I t her, I had already begun to understand her personality.

John turned to face as he muttered with a scowl.

Although its shaful to obey a woman I don't even know that well, she still gave the opportunity for revenge. In that case, isnt doing so the only choice I have?

He aid his gun towards .

Bullets would fly the mont he pulled the trigger.

I called out to him before that.

John Doe.

What is it?

I thought I told you before, you cant defeat using a gun.

When I fought against John the last ti around, I destroyed his weapons one after another.

Although it was unexpected to see him revived, my thods to deal with him wouldnt change.

I doubted that the re ability to conjure guns would be enough to defeat .

He wasnt even a herald to begin with.

His physical ability was that of a normal humans.

Without strong weaponry, he was no different to a powerless, ordinary person.

However, Johns eyes glinted as he laughed at .

He responded as he glared back.

Oi oi, who said that this was all I was going to use to fight you? Even I am not willing to rush to my death like that.

As John said so, the sand behind him exploded.

It rose up like a mountain.

Gwen who was far behind was about to get caught in it, but I saw her retreat in a hurry.

The things that erged from the sand were multiple forms made of steel.

They had the shape of huge ships or tanks.

There were even so which flew like birds.1

What is this?

I was fascinated by the objects that suddenly appeared.

All of them should be weapons.

As proof of that, each of them carried sothing that looked similar to cannons.

Although I felt no flow of magic power within them, there was no doubt that it was Johns handiwork.

He probably conjured it the sa way he conjured the gun.

I didnt think he could have conjured weapons that big.

And it seed that there was no consumption or backlash in doing so.

Hahahah! How is it, are you scared now? I can conjure anything I wish for in this spiritual world. This is exactly the battlefield made for !

John happily pointed at those weapons.

He talked while swinging his gun around in a good mood.

This was a secret, but Im actually a human from another world. To be exact, I died on the other side and reincarnated on this side. I never thought to beco part of a person with a split personality though.

So you an the weapons behind you are products of the other world?

I calmly pointed that out.

I was quite surprised by the new factor relating to Johns identity.

However, it wasnt the ti to get curious about it.

John nodded many tis as I pointed that out.

Yes, yes. You sure catch on fast! Thats exactly the case. These guys would wipe you out into fine dust

Wait a mont.

Baruch, who had been silently watching all this ti, suddenly interrupted Johns words.

He then reminded a now moody John.

I think you shouldnt be the only one to talk about what you are good at. Let talk as well.

Okay, its your turn. Go ahead.

John said so as he sulked.

As he clicked his tongue, he began to mutter petulantly with colorful insults mixed in.

It seed that he really didnt like to be interrupted mid-talk.

anwhile, Baruch had a calm smile plastered on his face.

He straightened his collar then sighed in an exaggerated tone.

I also didnt like that woman Miss Gwen. Although she acts like a clown, she cut off our path of retreat precisely. It really felt disgusting.2

Then how about working together with to deal with her?

Stop that. Even if you said it as a joke, Id rather die than oops, Im already dead. What a sad thing.

Baruch grumbled self-deprecatingly.

Imdiately after that, his killing intent leaked out.

There was a fierce hatred dwelling in the depths of his reason.

Baruch pointed at as he declared.

I will kill you. I will drag you to death no matter what it takes. I will show you what a shaman of my caliber is capable of.

As Baruch raised both of his hands, his magic power increased.

The shamanic magic beca visible and drifted around him like a black mist.

It polluted the area in the blink of an eye.

John closed his mouth and pinched his nose as he backed away.

As expected of him. Thats an impressive amount of shamanic power.

Baruch was considered the worlds best shaman.

He was unrivaled in that aspect.

Despite having already died twice, his outstanding talent didnt seem to diminish.

John Doe-kun, we will win this battle no matter what it takes. Be careful not to drag down.

Thats my line, you smug bastard! Ill use you as a shield if you keep spewing nonsense!

The annoyed John shouted out in agitation.

In response to that, the weapons behind him activated.

Their cannons fixed their aim at .

The flying weapons were also circling overhead, seeking an opening to strike.

Although its thod of attack was unknown, I needed to pay attention to it.

Just go and activate your shamanic magic already! Well defeat him at once!

Dont go ordering around. I thought were on equal footing here?

I know that, so hurry up!

John and Baruch were ready for combat even as they argued.

Perhaps their personalities werent compatible, seeing as how they were unable to cooperate well.

They didnt start their attack towards yet either.

Thats convenient for though.

I already experienced what they were capable of before.

There was no need to be polite and wait for them.

I planned to defeat them before they could properly coordinate.

I chantlessly transferred away without warning.

Then, I attacked John and Baruch from behind.