End Of The Magic Era

by Stayrr

The world that nurtured the civilization which reached the pinnacle of magic was on the verge of destruction. The last survivor transmigrated to the past, when the magic civilization started growing, as countless mages were still fumbling their ways through the thorny paths of magic knowledge. He, who came from the end of the magic era, aim to reach the pinnacle of magic.

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"No…"

William shook his head, he had heard countless tales of this legendary commander's campaigns to every major plane. It would have been impossible for him not to feel pressure if he had faced this commander before.

But it was different now, ever since he came in contact with his cousin Mafa on that trip to Thousand Sails City, which he considered as an exile at that time, his fate thoroughly changed. In a bit over a year, he walked the path than an ordinary person might not be able to achieve in ten years, from 5th Rank Great Mage, he advanced all the way to 9th Rank High Mage.

To be honest, he wasn't feeling any pressure when facing Thorne alone.

Nothing could be done about it, the current William was extremely confident, he had thoroughly researched that 13-Formulas Meditation Law Set his cousin recently gave him and then succeeded in destroying his Magic Conducting Runes. And from those remains, he built the even more formidable Magic Conducting Rune known as Well of Stars.

He might just be a 9th Rank High Mage, but he could easily crush a low ranked Archmage when he displayed his full power.

"Sir Thorne, you'd best check it now. Cousin Mafa said that you'll definitely like this gift…" Wililam thought for a bit, and didn't put that thing on the table, putting it in front of Thorne instead.

"Hmpf…"

Thorne was clearly stunned, this irascible commander was about to get angry, but when he thought of the relationship between William and the young mage, he suppressed his anger and snorted instead.

"What is it…" After some hesitation, Thorne reached out and took the thing before his eyes. He lifted the layer of paper covering it, exposing the glimmering thumb-sized metal ball laying there.

A gloomy smile appeared on Thorne's face, he looked at William for a few minutes before his voice echoed, "I'll trouble you to go back and tell High Mage Mafa that I do not have this kind of hobby and I hope he won't deliver this kind of thing next time. Oh, right, you'd best take this metal ball away before leaving, it'll be disposed like garbage if left here."

"This truly isn't garbage…"

William could no longer look away when that glimmer appeared, envy could even be seen on his face for a split second.

Indeed, envy…

That was a metal ball that looked exquisite on the outside, but wasn't emitting any mana fluctuation. It was only a curio to most, only people like Mafa Merlin and William himself knew how valuable of a treasure it was.

Because half a year ago, William had once been gifted a very similar metal ball from his cousin's hands, and after following the method provided by his cousin, his mana doubled the next day.

Indeed, this was the greatest invention of Artisan Vaughn, the Alchemic Mana Whirlpool!

Thorne picked up the Alchemic Mana Whirlpool and fiddled with it, a cold smile on his face, "Since you are saying it's not garbage, then give me an explanation, and one that shall satisfy me…"

"Haha…"

William had a calm expression as he chuckled, he then took a deep breath and said, "Sir Thorne, let me tell you the origin of this metal, it was created by the final Artisan of the 3rd Dynasty. I believe that if you pay a closer look, you should be able to see it hadn't been forged in ordinary metal, but in a rare type of magic metal known as Mithril. This metal is only produced in the 40th floor of the Abyss or lower…"

"Oh?"

Sure enough, Thorne's movements came to an abrupt stop as William explained, after a careful look, he discovered the peculiarities of the Alchemic Mana Whirlpool, "How is it used?"

"It is called Alchemic Mana Whirlpool. Simply put, it can replace Mana Whirlpool without influencing a mage's meditation and casting. This might help your son Aube become a mage again, as for what kind of height he would reach afterward, it would depend on his own abilities."

"Hold on… What did you say?" Thorne was instantly frozen, it was to the point that he almost let that Alchemic Mana Whirlpool fall to the ground. He thought about William's words a few time before reacting. He then tightly held the Alchemic Mana Whirlpool, unable to stop shaking, "Thank you… Truly, thank you. William, please, you must help me pass on my thanks to High Mage Mafa, thank him for his selfless assistance, no, I have to personally thank him. Also, thank you too, William…"

At this time, Thorne was truly excited and speechless, his face was flushed and he thanked William three times, he didn't have the least bit of commander's demeanor.

Nothing could be done about it, he was too happy.

Half a year ago, Aube Merlin's Mana Whirlpool had been crippled and his magic path had been completely severed. The look of despair his son had was like a knife twisting in his heart, he felt even more pain than Aube.

He had thought about trying to help Aube become a mage again more than once, but that was simply impossible, he could only fantasize.

But now, the young mage gifted him this Alchemic Mana Whirlpool, giving Aube hope to become a mage once again.

At this time, Thorne wasn't a commander, neither was he a Sword Saint, he was only a father overjoyed that his son could once again tread the magic path.

"What are you thanking me for…" Seeing Thorne completely changing and even thanking himself, William couldn't help forcing a smile, "Right, Sir Thorne, you don't need to go over just for that, Cousin Mafa should be coming over to the Flame Demon Fort tomorrow, you can personally express your gratitude at that time. Oh, right, the way to use the Alchemic Mana Whirlpool is recorded in those papers, if there is something you don't understand, you can ask Cousin Mafa…"

"Yes, yes…"

Thorne tightly held onto the Alchemic Mana Whirlpool in one hand and grabbed onto those papers with his other hand, still incredibly excited.

William laughed and took a deep look at this middle-aged commander soaking in happiness and couldn't help inwardly sighing with sorrow, 'That Aube is truly lucky, how could he get a chance to become a mage again if his father wasn't Thorne…'

William didn't say anything else and left the meeting room to go back to the Ghost Valley.

It was already evening by the time William arrived at the Ghost Valley, that blood red scorching sun gradually fading away as the surroundings became somewhat dusky.

"Looks like it went smoothly…" Seeing William return empty-handed, Lin Yun instantly knew that his cousin had accomplished his task.

As for that Alchemic Mana Whirlpool, it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel regretful…

That was a treasure that could make a mage double his mana. A mage with an Alchemic Mana Whirlpool could overpower a mage on the same level.

Not to mention, only six Alchemic Mana Whirlpools appeared in the entire Noscent. Back then, he had gotten those six in the Stone Tower in the Four Season Canyon, but he gave two to Solomon, fused with two, and gave one to William. This meant that he had given Thorne his last one…

It was the only way to eliminate the barrier between him and Thorne…

But, in the foreseeable future, he might possibly rely on his own power to forge Alchemic Mana Whirlpools.

After all, the Ivory Tower ended up seizing Vaughn's treasury in Crystal Island and found a research report on Alchemic Mana Whirlpools. Later, the Ivory Tower explored the Four Seasons Canyon four times, yet they didn't find any trace of an Alchemic Mana Whirlpool.

But Lin Yun already had an Alchemic Mana Whirlpool, if he got a hold of that research report and used it in tandem with his Alchemic Mana Whirlpools, he should be able to craft his own Alchemic Mana Whirlpools as a Peak Artisan.

But Crystal Island was still a farfetched objective for the current Lin Yun.

In a few millennia, a world-shaking war would break out over Crystal Island, no less than ten Heaven Rank powerhouses would fall, as for Archmages, they would be nothing more than cannon fodder in that war.

In the end, the Ivory Tower would reveal its fangs and obtain Vaughn's treasury, obtaining some ancient records, along with an Ancient God's corpse.

Regardless of how dangerous the Crystal Island was, Lin Yun had to go over. The soul fragments within his Demiplane were constantly threatening him, it would be a huge disaster if they awakened. At that time, he might have no other choice but to give up on his Demiplane.

And there was a way to suppress the soul of an Ancient God in Vaughn's treasury.

"Exceptionally smooth…" William smiled as he recounted the story, he then couldn't help grinning, "Aube is truly fortunate…"

"Haha…"

After chatting with William for a short moment, Lin Yun looked for a place to meditate until the next morning. He led the three Merlins, Reina, and the Draconic Beastman, who had been sleeping for over half a month, and proceeded towards the Flame Demon Fort.

It had already been half a month since Weiss delivered the Thawing Fire Tribe's Totem, it was now time to return it. This was the reason why Lin Yun was rushing towards the Flame Demon Fort since dawn.

After rushing for a few hours, the group of six arrived at the Flame Demon Fort. At this time, Lin Yun could clearly sense that the Flame Demon Fort's troops had been greatly reduced since the last time he was there, but he immediately relaxed. With the destruction of the Thawing Fire Tribe, the land controlled by the Merlin Family in the Raging Flame Plane had expanded by two or three times, the Merlin Family having to spread their troops was something inevitable.

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Chapter 514: Flame Demon Fort

Translator: Shiraishi Editor: TheAlliance

"High, High Mage Mafa…"

When they first entered the Flame Demon Fort, the first acquaintance Lin Yun met was Lahn who had went to the Winter Plane with him. But that 4th Rank Archmage was abnormally nervous when facing Lin Yun. Beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead.

Nothing could be done about it, the young mage had left a deep shadow in his mind, he didn't dare to face him, especially after what happened with the Snow Phantoms. He had thought he would definitely die and thus let out all the resentment he held towards the young mage.

Just thinking about it made him sweat. He had been uneasy for the past few days, worried that the young mage would cause trouble for him.

He even felt that he should request the Ancestral Land to transfer him out of the Raging Flame Plane.

But before he could make up his mind, he met the young mage again…

Speak of the devil…

"Haha, Sir Lahn…" Lin Yun chuckled as he nodded. He then sensed that the Flame Demon Fort was almost empty and couldn't help frowning, "Did something happen recently?"

As one of the Seven Great Forts, the importance of the Flame Demon Fort was evident, even if the Merlin Family was spreading their troops, there should be at least three Archmages protecting it. But after scanning the Flame Demon Fort with his Magic Array, Lin Yun didn't find any Archmage aura beside Lahn's.

This was a bit strange…

"Ah… Nothing big. It's just that something happened to the Flame Frost Fort last night and Sir Thorne led people over…" Lahn was stunned for a moment, the young mage's attitude toward him was a lot better than he had imagined. This made Lahn relax quite a bit and he cautiously said, "You are here for…"

From what he knew, the young mage would hardly come to the Flame Demon Fort. Half a month ago, Sir Thorne repeatedly said that he wanted to discuss something important with the young mage, but his shadow couldn't even be found.

"A small matter to take care of, Sir Lahn, go ahead and do your thing, if someone comes looking for me, send that person to the reception room and have someone notify me. I should be in the alchemy laboratory unless something happens…" Lin Yun frowned, when battling Reina in the Winter Plane, his puppet had taken some hits and was slightly damaged. Restoring it wouldn't be an issue, he only needed some time.

After informing Lahn, Lin Yun led his group away…

"Yes, yes… Rest assured, I'll take care of this." Lahn quickly nodded like a child being given candy. It was quite normal, the young mage was giving him too much pressure.

But before he could wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, he unconsciously looked to the side and caught sight of that silver white silhouette closely following behind the young mage.

And cold sweat started dripping again…

He naturally knew that silver white silhouette, it was the level 38 Frost Dragon that had terrified him!

Although he already knew that the Frost Dragon had reached some kind of agreement with the young mage, he was still terrified when he saw her again. Had the young mage not been there, their group would have been crushed by this Frost Dragon.

"Phew…" He only relaxed when Lin Yun's group left his line of sight, only then he let out a relieved sigh and went on his way with a pale expression.

Ten minutes later, Lin Yun reached the alchemy laboratory of the Flame Demon Fort. This was his first time here and he was somewhat startled when he arrived. The equipments and tools were a lot more advanced than the ones in the Merlin Family Manor. Crucibles, test tubes, the laboratory was equipped with the most advanced tools from the Crystal Workshop. Lin Yun estimated that this laboratory cost near a million golds.

After taking a tour around the laboratory, he found some of the tools he needed and started repairing the puppet.

The repairs were completed after an hour, and just as he collected the puppet, urgent knocking could be heard coming from the door.

"What are you doing? Cousin Mafa is busy…"

"I, I… I, I have something for High Mage Mafa…"

Lin Yun smiled when he heard the answer, he scratched his nose and said, "Cousin William, I'm already finished, let Sir Lahn come in…"

The laboratory's door was instantly opened as Lahn hurried over.

"Black Tower's Weiss should have arrived, right? Let's go to the reception room…" Lin Yun smiled. For Lahn, a 4th Rank Archmage to personally come, it must have been due to Weiss' arrival.

"Eh?" Lahn was stunned.

"Is it not?"

"High Mage Mafa, just now, a young man proclaiming to be from the Watson Family came over, he said he wants to see you, so I arranged for him to wait in the reception room…" Lahn suddenly realized that the young mage had originally been waiting for Sir Weiss of the Back Tower, and not some damn Watson Family youth…

But it was too late, he already disturbed the young mage for this.

"From the Watson Family? Looking for me?" Lin Yun frowned, for a moment, he couldn't figure out who had been looking for him.

"Yes… He said he was looking for our Merlin Family's Commander." After saying this, Lahn nervously looked at Lin Yun, "If you don't want to see him, I can help you send him away…"

Lin Yun now understood that this turned out to be a misunderstanding. The young man of the Watson Family came to the Flame Demon Fort to find the commander, which might not necessarily refer to Mafa Merlin.

There were two commanders after all.

"Forget it, Sir Lahn, I'll go meet him…" Lin Yun waved his hand, a pensive expression on his face. He already knew before he even came to the Raging Flame Plane that the Merlin Family and the Watson Family were collaborating to jointly explore the ruins left behind by the Merlin Family's Ancestor.

A Watson coming to the Flame Demon Fort should be to discuss their collaboration.

Now that the matter of the Raising Dragon Array came to an end, he wouldn't reject such a well-timed collaboration. After all, beside the Merlin Family Ancestor's ruins, there was also the Book of Ten Thousand Mantras in the Volcanic Mountain Range.

Lin Yun soon led William and the others over, and after ten minutes, they reached the door to the reception room, only to hear a sneer.

"Looks like your commander is quite arrogant, he is actually making us wait so long. I can guarantee that your Merlin Family is going to regret if he doesn't show up within five minutes…" Said a young man wearing a mage robe. He was holding a gorgeous staff atop which was embedded a glittering mana crystal. Any mage would notice with a mere glance that this was a spirit mana crystal, and one close to level 35.

This magic staff should be worth a few million golds.

And on the cuffs of that white gown were surprisingly two lines interweaved, one gold one silver.

This was the emblem of an Archmage!

In fact, from the mana fluctuations emitted by the white gowned mage, Lin Yun could accurately determine that this was an Archmage.

Otherwise, the 9th Rank High Mage of the Merlin Family's Planar Legion facing him wouldn't be sweating so much.

"Sorry, I'm late…"

As the voice of the white-robed mage faded away, another voice echoed in the reception room. The white-robed mage turned around and his expression instantly sank, "Don't you know that disturbing an esteemed guest from the Watson Family is a very serious offense?"

He continued, "The youths of the Merlin Family don't even know basic manners…" The white-robed young man took one glance at Lin Yun before losing interested when he noticed that he was merely a high ranked High Mage. After a short pause, he added, "If you disappear right now, I'll consider not blaming you…"

"Excuse me? Aren't you the one looking for me…?" Lin Yun frowned and indifferently glanced at the white-robed young man.

"You think that you, a 6th Rank High Mage, is qualified to make an esteemed Archmage look for him?" The white-robed mage turned his head again to look at Lin Yun with disdain, apparently having lost his patience. He got up and started walking towards the door as he sneered at Lin Yun, "Take me to your commander if you don't want to bear the fury of an Archmage. I want to see for myself how arrogant that commander is!"

He felt that the meaning behind his sentence was very obvious, there was no need to say any more threats, if the young mage wasn't foolish, he would know what to choose…

After all, the fury of an Archmage wasn't something a High Mage could endure.

Although the other side was a member of the Merlin Family and he couldn't be too excessive, there shouldn't be a problem with teaching him a lesson.

But…

As his words faded away, he discovered that the young mage was looking at him with an extremely strange expression.

No, the young mage wasn't the only one looking at him weirdly, the three High Mages behind the young mage and the 9th Rank High Mage that had been receiving him also looked at him as if he was an oddity.

"What is it?" With so many people staring at him, Mark Watson suddenly felt uneasy, he coldly looked at Lin Yun and couldn't help saying in a heavy voice, "Don't think that I won't dare to make a move against you because this is the Flame Demon Fort. My patience is limited, take me to your commander, now…"

After saying those words, Mark took a deep breath as he tried to keep his emotions under control and ignore those strange gazes, before calmly waiting near the door.

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Chapter 515: Horn of Fertility

Translator: Shiraishi Editor: TheAlliance

However…

The situation developed beyond his expectations once again…

Half a minute later, the young mage was still standing there. He hadn't moved or said anything.

'This…'

Mark Watson couldn't help being in disbelief. 'Does this 6th Rank High Mage not know that he is provoking me with this kind of behavior?'

For a 6th Rank High Mage to provoke an Archmage, wasn't that just suicide?

'I might as well teach him a lesson myself.'

As he thought of this, Mark couldn't help tightening his grip on the gorgeous magic staff, and a white light quietly blossomed, filling the reception room with shocking mana fluctuations.

But at this time, the young mage's voice echoed once again. "I think you might have misunderstood…"

"Misunderstood?"

Mark instantly sneered, his sinister eyes studying Lin Yun. After a few seconds, he scattered the mana within his magic staff and meaningfully shook his head. "Remember, in the future, you should never try to provoke an Archmage. The fury of an Archmage isn't something a High Mage can endure. Forget it, you clearly won't understand even if I tell you this. Only by reaching that realm can you understand how great the gap between Archmages and High Mages is… Alright now, take me to your commander, okay?"

"I seem to be the person you are looking for…" Lin Yun scratched his cheek as he looked at the white-gowned mage with ridicule.

The young man from the Watson Family was an Archmage at the age of 35. He was also slightly stronger than those who had reached the Archmage realm a long time ago. This kind of achievement was quite astonishing. Any major force would prioritize nurturing him to become even stronger…

After all, Solan Monchi was known as the most promising genius to enter the Council of Seven, but he was already close to 40 when he became an Archmage. This young mage from the Watson Family had become an Archmage a few years younger than Solan.

Those few years were important because they showed how huge the difference in talent between both sides was.

Lin Yun hadn't expected the Watson Family to have such an outstanding youth. This young man was a few times stronger than Stan Watson, who had claimed that only a Sword Saint could be qualified to worry about his safety.

He had no choice but to admit that this young man from the Watson Family indeed had the strength to back up his arrogance.

"You mean, you are the commander?" Mark was stunned for half a minute before finally reacting. He didn't say anything else after asking that question in a dull tone. But from the mocking expression on his face, it was easy to see that he simply didn't believe it.

How could he believe it?

A 6th Rank High Mage kept repeating that he was the Merlin Family's commander. This was truly ridiculous.

Even if the people from the Merlin Family's Ancestral Land had brain damage, they wouldn't send a 6th Rank High Mage as a Planar Commander.

After all…

All of Okland's major forces were participating in the fight over the Raging Flame Plane. In such a battlefield, a 6th Rank High Mage was nothing more than cannon fodder. Mark could believe that this young 6th Rank High Mage had some sort of a position within the Planar Legion, but being a Planar Legion Commander? This was a joke.

He had lived for over thirty years and had never seen nor heard of anyone below the Archmage realm commanding a Planar Legion.

To Mark, the Merlin Family was one of the Three Great Families of Okland and one of the few first-rate forces that had lasted over a few millennia in the Andlusa Kingdom. Their commanders in the Raging Flame Plane should at least be high-ranked Archmages or Sword Saints…

If that young mage was truly a Planar Legion Commander of the Merlin Family, then it would mean that the Merlin Family's Ancestral Land had gone completely insane.

At this time, a silhouette appeared in Mark's line of sight, and suddenly, a sneer appeared on his face. "Haha, Lahn, perfect timing…"

He had met with Lahn when he just arrived at the Flame Demon Fort and knew that this was an Archmage with deep qualifications. Even if he was proud and arrogant, when faced with an Archmage whose power was approaching the high ranks, Mark couldn't help but use a respectful tone.

"Oh…" Lahn was surprised, a bit curious about what Mark wanted him for.

"It's like this…" Mark looked at Lahn and pointed at Lin Yun. "He seems to be one of the youths of your family, but he is truly outrageous. Just now, he dared to pass himself as a commander of the Merlin Family. Sir Lahn, could you please take care of this? If this matter spread, it would greatly affect the reputation of the Family…"

As he spoke, Mark was clearly able to see the deep frown appear on Lahn's face…

'Sure enough, he was truly impersonating the commander…'

At this time, Mark couldn't help but look at Lin Yun with an expression of sympathy, inwardly shaking his head. He knew that the matter of impersonating a Planar Commander would be investigated and that the punishment for such a thing was extremely severe.

But his sympathy wouldn't matter…

That young mage would reap what he sowed!

Who told him to pretend to be a Planar Legion Commander and cause trouble for himself…

"I think you made a mistake…" Lahn took a long look at Mark. He had just finished dealing with his own matters and had just come to see what was happening here, but after arriving, he saw that the situation was a bit off.

The young man from the Watson Family seemed to be questioning Mafa Merlin's status as a Planar Commander. He couldn't help finding this funny, but it wasn't a good time to laugh.

Mafa Merlin was still present, so how could Lahn laugh about this?

"What mistake?"

"Let me formally introduce you… This is High Mage Mafa Merlin, and he is indeed a commander of our Merlin Family in the Raging Flame Plane. Please don't say that High Mage Mafa is trying to pass as someone else…" Lahn didn't bother to look at Mark after saying those words. He instead turned and smiled. "High Mage Mafa, this young Sir from the Watson Family might have some important matter to discuss with you, thus I won't disturb you any longer, you can call me if you need something…"

"Alright, Sir Lahn…"

After hearing the reply, Lahn turned and left. In fact, Thorne had taken most people to the Flame Frost Fort, leaving Lahn as the only Archmage to watch over the fort. There were a lot of unfinished matters waiting for him to handle there, and he also truly felt pressure when he was around Lin Yun.

"How could this be," Mark muttered in disbelief.

He kept repeating those words, and once Lahn completely disappeared, Mark confirmed to himself that he hadn't misheard. This young mage called Mafa Merlin was actually a Planar Commander of the Merlin Family. This was too unbelievable.

'This decision of the Merlin Family's Ancestral Land was simply crazy…'

Who would have thought that one of Okland's Three Great Families would appoint a 6th Rank High Mage as a Planar Commander?

If he hadn't heard it from Lahn himself, Mark would have never believed it.

But…

So what if he was a Planar Commander?

This didn't change the fact that he was a mere 6th Rank High Mage…

6th Rank High Mages were too weak…

As he thought of this, Mark gradually calmed down. After inwardly shaking his head, he started studying Lin Yun with undisguised disdain. "I am Mark Watson and I come from the Watson Family's Ancestral Land. According to mages' customs, you should call me Sir Mark…"

"Haha, Sir Mark…" Lin Yun stiffly chuckled. In fact, he was already getting impatient and thinking, 'What did he come to the Flame Demon Fort for?'

But fortunately, Mark didn't make him wait too long. He nodded, satisfied by Lin Yun's attitude, and unhurriedly said, "In fact, I came this time on behalf of the Watson Family to discuss a possible collaboration. Oh right, do you know the Horn of Fertility? If you know, I won't need to waste time explaining…"

"I know…" After nodding, Lin Yun looked at Mark with a strange expression. To be honest, he didn't know much about the Horn of Fertility, but when he read through the briefing concerning the Raging Flame Plane before coming over, he did read some information regarding it. In short, it was an extremely fertile source of natural resources, one that could make all of Okland's major forces feel envious.

Lin Yun estimated that the Horn of Fertility should be a bit more fertile than the Ghost Valley. Controlling that place would allow a force to increase its power by leaps and bounds in a short time. It would be a huge advantage in the conquest of the Raging Flame Plane.

But regretfully…

Okland's major forces had been making multiple moves against the Horn of Fertility, but they suffered terrible losses. That even included the Cloud Tower and the Black Tower.

This was because the Horn of Fertility was under the control of the strongest of the Thirteen Tribes of the Raging Flame Plane, the Fireblade Tribe.

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Chapter 516: Opportunity

Translator: Shiraishi Editor: TheAlliance

In the past millennium, most forces had suffered a loss at the hands of this branch, especially the Watson Family. Of the four forts they controlled, two were extremely close to the Horn of Fertility, and every year, many powerhouses would fall while defending those forts. But the two forts had been captured with great difficulty. They were their foundation, so they loathed the idea of parting with them.

"You know… Good." The young genius from the Watson Ancestral Land seemed surprised for a moment. He then said in a dull tone, "The collaboration brought up by our Watson Family has something to do with the Horn of Fertility. To be more exact, we hope that you can join us to attack it together…"

After saying this, Mark deliberately paused as a playful smile appeared on his face. Controlling the Horn of Fertility could make any force suddenly rise. This information should be enough to shock the young mage sitting in front of him, right? Even, Mark, an esteemed Archmage, was shocked when he heard that information from the Patriarch.

But…

As he looked at the young mage, he couldn't see any hint of surprise. He was just calmly looking back.

'How come he didn't react?'

"Mafa Merlin, please answer honestly… Do you know the value of the Horn of Fertility?" Mark got somewhat angry at the lack of a reaction.

How could someone not be shocked when hearing this news? This was the Horn of Fertility they were talking about! Even the Black Tower and the Cloud Tower would want it! Mafa Merlin was only a 6th Rank High Mage, how could he remain so calm?

The only explanation was that this guy simply didn't know what the Horn of Fertility represented.

As he thought of this, a sneer appeared on Mark Watson's face and he looked at Lin Yun with even more ridicule. "Looks like I do have to waste time explaining to you. I'll explain it just once, since you like to pretend to know things when you don't. The Horn of Fertility is the source of natural resources closest to the end of the Wailing River. It exceeds anything you could have ever imagined. It can even be said to be the most fertile place in the entire Raging Flame Plane. Alright, I won't be going into details for now, but I think that as a commander, you should properly learn those things…"

Sure enough…

As his voice faded away, Mark saw the young mage finally reacting strongly, just like when he heard the news from his patriarch.

'It's actually that place…'

At this time, Lin Yun no longer cared about Mark's mocking tone. Just now, he recalled an important bit of information after hearing this description… The end of the Wailing River…

To be more exact, it was that odd phrase he heard after restoring his Heaven Puppet in the Merlin Family Manor: "The end of the Wailing River…"

It was this crucial phrase that broke his calm appearance.

This phrase that could be interpreted in numerous ways had been left by the Dark Sage. But it seemed to suggest that the Wailing River was hiding some unknown secret, a secret that had never been broken in Noscent's history.

Before passing away, Emperor Zhantui once led a large group of Court Mages to secretly leave for the Raging Flame Plane. Lin Yun could guess that Emperor Zhantui's true goal was most likely the Wailing River.

The clues left by two great figures from two different eras pointed to the Wailing River, making Lin Yun have no choice but to attach some importance to that river with a long history.

One of his goals in the Raging Flame Plane was the Wailing River. Before leaving, he had planned to go there if the opportunity came up.

But he hadn't thought of a way to approach the end of the Wailing River…

Okland's major forces had to be sneaky if they wanted to go there. If they were found by Raging Flame Beastmen, a conflict would instantly break out.

No human had set foot at the end of the Wailing River in the past millennia.

It wasn't just a flame river…

After all, the origin of the Wailing River was hard to trace back. It was said that this Wailing River already existed when the Raging Flame Plane was born and that it was the source of the Raging Flame Plane's power.

Moreover, this flame river had extraordinary meaning to the Raging Flame Beastman and was very important to them.

The culture and civilization of the Raging Flame Beastmen had all been tied to the Wailing River. If one looked closely, they would discover that the Thirteen Tribes were all scattered along the Wailing River. Since ancient times, the tribe qualified to live at the end of the Wailing River had always been the strongest one.

Many medicinal plants and ores were nurtured on both sides of the Wailing River, making everyone want them, but the Thirteen tribes were tenaciously guarding the Wailing River. If they discovered any intruders, they would launch an extremely fierce offensive to drive them away. Thus, Okland's forces could only look for opportunities to stealthily approach the Wailing River.

But it was almost impossible to reach the end of the Wailing River because they would be faced with the attack of the strongest Raging Flame Beastman tribe, the Fireblade Tribe.

Their power was no joke…

And now, the Watson Family was asking the Merlin Family to help seize the Horn of Fertility. To be honest, this did draw Lin Yun's interest.

But capturing the Horn of Fertility wasn't that easy.

He didn't believe that the Merlin Family and the Watson Family could defeat the Fireblade Tribe.

With that in mind, Lin Yun calmed down and indifferently looked at Mark Watson, planning to share his questions. "Well, I want to ask…"

"How could there be so many issues!?" Mark suddenly exploded in anger, impatiently interrupting Lin Yun.

'Damn, what do you take an esteemed Archmage for, your guide? …Alright, I shall endure.'

"Speak quickly, if I know the answer, I'll let you know…" He had to endure because Mafa Merlin was the Planar Commander. If he wanted to secure an agreement to work together, he had to get his approval.

"Sir Mark, I believe your Watson Family wouldn't plan to attack the Horn of Fertility without reason, right? " Lin Yun frowned. In fact, he was also enduring. He had been very tolerant, and he couldn't understand why the Watson Family would send this hot-headed weirdo to propose a collaboration with the Merlin Family.

Was that guy really sent to facilitate the collaboration, or was he a spy from another force planted within the Watson Family trying to sabotage their relations?

"Even if you didn't ask this question, I would have answered later! You are too impatient, Mafa…"

Lin Yun didn't feel like answering this time.

That guy was really trying his patience…

"In fact, our Watson Family discovered that only a third of the Fireblade Tribe's army is currently defending the Horn of Fertility. We thought it was a coincidence at first, but after half a month, we found out that it was still the same. Thus, we conjectured that something unforeseen must have happened to the Fireblade Tribe, forcing them to transfer troops elsewhere." Mark looked rather serious as he continued, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. By taking advantage of this opportunity to eliminate the remaining third of their troops, we can temporarily control the Horn of Fertility and use this chance to gain a foothold there. Even if the rest of the Fireblade tribe comes back to launch an attack, we should be able to hold on."

"So that's how it is…" Lin Yun thoughtfully nodded. This was indeed a rare opportunity. The Horn of Fertility's terrain was extremely steep. As long as they could manage to seize it, they would be able to build all kinds of fortifications. With enough preparations, even if the Fireblade Tribe attacked, it would be extremely hard for them to reclaim the area.

"Okay, you should know now since I told you most of it. Mafa Merlin, you should have decent judgement. Your Merlin Family would greatly profit from participating. This is our Watson Family showing you some consideration, understood?" As Mark said those words, his face reddened slightly, but he concealed it very well. "If the Merlin Family agrees to attack them together with us, you will get 20% of the Horn of Fertility. This should be generous enough. As a commander, you should consider this matter carefully. You can take your time, I can wait…"

The truth was, the facts weren't as Mark Watson said.

Where was the Horn of Fertility?

It was the most bountiful source of natural resources in the entire Raging Flame Plane. Every major force that entered the Raging Flame Plane had coveted that place and tried to take control of it, including even the Black Tower and the Cloud Tower, but without exception, they all failed.

Now, only a third of the original army was stationed at the Horn of Fertility, and this situation had persisted for over half a month…

This chance would be an irresistible temptation for anyone.

And that included the Watson Family.

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Chapter 517: Who?

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But if they were powerful enough to capture the Horn of Fertility themselves, would they send someone to contact the Merlin Family to suggest a collaboration?

That would obviously be illogical…

After all, the relationship between the Merlin Family and the Watson Family was clear to all. From the 3rd Dynasty till now, it has been millennia of enmity.

Countless years ago, Lorr Merlin came out of the Ancestral Land and followed the old king to establish the Andlusa Kingdom. Only then did the declining Merlin Family take a turn for the better and slowly begin to grow. But during this time, the Watson Family didn't stop trying to suppress the Merlin Family. Only the two Ancestral Lands knew how many conflicts happened, both in the open and under the table.

This kind of rancor simply couldn't be defused.

If they had any other choice, how could the Watson Family give their rival a chance to get stronger?

To be more precise, the Watson Family's power in the Raging Flame Plane was still a bit lacking when compared to the remaining third of the army guarding the Horn of Fertility.

If they used all their power and paid a high price, they might barely pull off a victory, but defending the fort afterwards would be unrealistic.

The Watson Family needed an ally.

An ally that could share the risks.

Thus, they thought of the Merlin Family and dispatched Mark to the Flame Demon Fort to propose that they join forces.

However, they didn't want the Merlin Family to get too many benefits from this collaboration.

Mark clearly remembered that before leaving, Patriarch Karl repeated a few times that when meeting the commander of the Merlin Family, he would have to stand firm and keep the benefits of the Merlin Family to a minimum.

On the way, Mark had been restless. Although he had become an Archmage in his thirties and not many youths in the entire Andlusa Kingdom could compare to him, his counterpart would be a commander of the Merlin Family, in control of all their forces in the Raging Flame Plane. He should be at least a high-ranked Sword Saint or Archmage. When facing such a commander, he would have a hard time maintaining an unyielding attitude.

But when he actually reached the Flame Demon Fort and personally met the commander, he saw that he had been very wrong. Not only was the Merlin Family's commander not a high-ranked Archmage, he wasn't even an Archmage at all! He was merely a 6th Rank High Mage.

Mark couldn't help taking a deep look at Lin Yun. But at this time, rushed footsteps could be heard outside the reception, soon followed by an aged voice. "High Mage Merlin, I'm very sorry for making you wait."

The new arrival was Weiss from the Black Tower. This Representative was smiling widely, to the point that even his eyes were squinting. He even lowered his posture as he said those words.

After all, he had no choice but to be cautious when faced with this young mage…

In their recent collaboration, the Black Tower had deliberately concealed the existence of the totem. This was wrong in itself. Naturally, they did want to compensate for it afterwards to avoid any ill will. As part of this, the Peak True Spirit Totem fell into the hands of the Black Tower, but it only stayed there for a dozen or so hours before being delivered to the Flame Demon Fort.

And today was the day that they had agreed that it would be returned.

"Haha, it's nothing…" Lin Yun clearly understood what Weiss was thinking of, but he didn't mind too much. Although the Totem was a Peak True Spirit Magic Tool, it had no worth to humans, so he had no interest in keeping it. He only borrowed it because he needed it to break through the defensive power of the Raising Dragon Array.

"Err… May I ask if you need more time with it?" Weiss stood there looking a bit awkward, not sure what he should or shouldn't say.

If Weiss said anything that could be received as a provocation, although the young mage would remain expressionless, he was bound to be dissatisfied. So Weiss had to be careful with his words.

He just hoped the young mage would return it as agreed, because otherwise, he wouldn't be able to give a proper explanation to Harren.

"Haha, what are you saying? How could I be shameless enough to keep it…" Lin Yun scratched his cheek and chuckled bitterly. He knew for sure that the Black Tower wouldn't find anything abnormal regarding the totem. He had read in the decaying library that after the Black Tower obtained the totem, all the Representatives were gathered and started studying the totem intensively. Only after over two months did they conclude that no human could use the totem.

But right now, the Black Tower just saw it as a Peak True Spirit Magic Tool, comparable in power to a Peak Archmage on its own.

It was very generous of Harren to let him have the totem for half a month.

"Al… Alright…" Weiss had been on edge this whole time. He was only able to relax after hearing the young mage's tone. But at this time, with his sharp insight as a 6th Rank Archmage, Weiss suddenly felt an unfriendly stare lock onto him.

'What's going on?' he thought to himself as he looked at the only other person there.

"Do you know how severe the consequences of disturbing our negotiation are?" Mark pointed at Weiss sinisterly, looking extremely malevolent.

He was extremely angry…

They had reached a crucial point in the negotiations. He was only waiting for the young commander to nod his head so that they could draft the contract. Then, the majority of the land in the Horn of Fertility would belong to the Watson Family.

But an old geezer suddenly rushed in and kept blabbering nonstop, apparently coming to pick something up.

What he couldn't tolerate was that he interrupted their negotiation for such a trivial matter.

This was truly annoying!

"Ah?"

Weiss was a bit stunned… He felt as if his mind couldn't catch up because he didn't get what was going on.

It wasn't too surprising that he was confused…

The Black Tower was one of the two major mage forces of the Andlusa Kingdom. As for Weiss himself, he had joined the Council of Seven and was standing at the peak of the 6th Rank of the Archmage realm while also being a Great Master of the Wind Element. He could match a 7th Rank Archmage in battle, and few people in the upper circle of Okland dared to not respect him.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at Lin Yun and then looked at the angry young mage in a white robe pointing at him. Clearly, the aggressive words had been directed at Weiss himself.

Weiss' expression suddenly turned unpleasant…

Normally, this Representative of the Black Tower would have already burst into anger when a newly advanced Archmage provoked him like this, but Weiss had to suppress his anger because he was thinking, 'What if that white-robed young man is Mafa Merlin's friend?'

Thinking of this, Weiss relaxed his expression somewhat. "May I ask who you are?"

But the young genius of the Watson Family didn't notice all this. He looked at Weiss very sinisterly as he said in an ice-cold voice, "Old man, don't you know that you have already disturbed our negotiations? If you still haven't disappeared within a minute, even Mafa Merlin won't be able to save you, as you will have to face the wrath of an Archmage…"

Mark felt that these words were clear enough. But after recalling something, he sneered, "You might not be qualified to know who I am, but it does feel necessary. You should know of the famous Watson Family, right? I am the youngest Archmage of the entire Watson Family, Mark Watson!"

"I only know of someone called Karl in the Watson Family…" Weiss no longer seemed to be able to restrain himself. His icy voice was bone-chilling. He had originally been worried that this person was a friend of Mafa Merlin.

But it now seemed like this was out of question…

Although he had been spending most of his time in the Dark Azure Plane and rarely visited Okland, he knew that the Merlin Family and the Watson Family didn't have a very harmonious relationship with each other. They kept clashing, both in the open and in the dark. The enmity between them was hard to dissolve.

After learning of Mark's identity, Weiss no longer had any misgivings.

In an instant, the anger he had kept suppressing suddenly burst out. Although he didn't make any movements, the pressure of a high ranked Archmage instantly spread, filling the reception room with an indescribable pressure.

Boundless wind elements appeared, forming a hurricane that tore through the air itself.

"The youths of the Watson Family are becoming more and more outrageous…" Weiss shook his head.

He looked like an ordinary old man with his thin body and his gray hair, but his words just now had a kind of indescribable power. Just this sentence made everyone feel his boundless might.

"You… You are challenging the Watson Family!"

This sudden change, and especially that horrifying pressure, scared Mark Watson. He was dripping cold sweat and he clearly felt intimidated when faced with the power the old man was emitting, but he couldn't show weakness at this point.

He truly hadn't expected that this seemingly ordinary old man, who had been speaking humbly to Mafa Merlin, would be so terrifying.

He could tell that the owner of such power definitely couldn't be an ordinary Archmage. He had to be a genuine high-ranked Archmage.

What did that mean?

Even the Watson Family, which had a foundation of a few millennia, didn't have many such powerhouses, and every one of them had important positions within the Family.

But he couldn't understand why this high-ranked Archmage was so respectful towards Mafa Merlin, a mere High Mage.

No, he hadn't just shown respect… He was also very cautious with his choice of words and was clearly afraid of dissatisfying the young mage.

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Chapter 518: Idea

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When he first saw him, Mark hadn't cared about Weiss, thinking that he was nothing more than an insignificant nobody.

But…

That nobody suddenly burst with the power of a high-ranked Archmage.

At this time, he clearly knew that it wouldn't be a wise decision to remain here. This powerful Archmage was completely furious at Mark.

Although his legs felt like jelly and his forehead was soaked in cold sweat, he still struggled to move towards the door.

When he almost reached the entrance of the reception room, he turned to look at Lin Yun. "Mafa Merlin, the troops defending the Horn of Fertility have been reduced by two-thirds for half a month. You should think carefully about this proposal… This is an extremely rare opportunity for your Merlin Family. Oh, right, you only have three days to think this over…"

He then turned to Weiss and sternly said, "And as for you! Just wait… Our Watson Family will definitely make you pay the price!"

After finishing his words, Mark hastily turned around, trying to leave this place as fast as possible. But at this moment, a sneer echoed from behind, "Sure, I'll be waiting in the Black Tower for your Watson Family. Don't forget, I'm Weiss of the Black Tower. You should tell your Patriarch Karl, I think he'll know about me…"

"The Black Tower's Weiss is it? Hah, our Watson Family will definitely make you…" Mark stopped, subconsciously wanting to turn back, but his expression froze and he started stammering. "Wait… Wei… Wei… Weiss?"

Mark had always stayed in the Watson Family's Ancestral Land and had never appeared in Okland, but that didn't mean that he had no knowledge. He had heard of the famous people. At this time, he remembered who Weiss was…

He was a member of the Black Tower's Council of Seven, a Representative of one of the top two mage forces of the Andlusa Kingdom. He was standing near the peak of the Black Tower and had the power of a high-ranked Archmage. There were few people that could compare to Weiss in Okland. Even Patriarch Karl, who Mark had to look up to, had to show enough respect to this Representative and wouldn't dare offend him.

No matter how arrogant Mark was, he knew that he had done something extremely stupid…

Moreover, his actions just now had likely caused troubles for the Watson Family.

'What should I do… What can I do?'

Mark was very anxious at this time. He stood there in a daze and didn't dare to act arrogant. He didn't even need to turn to know that the Representative of the Black Tower had a very unsightly expression.

"Sir Weiss, I didn't know it was you, I'm sorry, I truly didn't…" Mark summoned his courage and started apologizing to Weiss, keeping his head lowered. He simply didn't dare to look him straight in the eyes.

But before he could finish his apology, Weiss raised his hand and interrupted him.

"Shut up!"

"Sir Weiss, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please accept my apology…"

Hearing Weiss' angry tone, Mark was terrified. He realized that he might have caused a disaster. This was no joke. Although he had only spoken a few sentences, each of them had been fierce and rude. He had even called Weiss an old man! This was simply provoking the dignity of a high-ranked Archmage. Even if Weiss decided to kill him on the spot, the Watson Family would likely just turn a blind eye to it. They wouldn't dare to pursue this matter.

He only had himself to blame… It would be a totally pointless death.

The only thing he could do now was to keep apologizing in hopes that Weiss would be magnanimous and wouldn't lower himself to argue with him.

"Apology?" Weiss sneered as he muttered that word before falling silent. But on the other side of the room, Mark was unable to breathe.

Weiss was truly angry this time. Despite being an esteemed Representative of the Black Tower, he was cursed as an old man, and more importantly, that young Watson kept threatening him by using his family name, not putting Weiss in his eyes.

But, Mark Watson's ignorance also made him feel a bit ridiculous.

"Do you think that a few words are enough of an apology when you made such a serious mistake? There is simply no meaning in that…" Weiss coldly smiled as he stared at Mark.

"I… I…"

Mark's anxiety reached a whole new level. He almost started to cry as he stammered a few words in response, not daring to say anything.

Offending this Representative was no different from courting death.

But as he was already despairing, Weiss' voice echoed once again, "You can go now…"

"Wh… What?" Mark was in disbelief. He looked at Weiss in bewilderment as his mind couldn't follow. Weiss not accepting his apology meant that he wanted to punish him, but that last sentence clearly showed that he was allowing Mark to leave.

What was going on?

But he couldn't stop and think at this time, so he profusely thanked Weiss. "Thank you… Thank you Sir… Thank you for being so magnanimous…"

"You don't need to thank me, you should thank High Mage Merlin instead. He is the one who saved you…" Weiss coldly glanced at Mark with undisguised loathing before pointing at Lin Yun.

"Thank you High Mage Merlin… Thank you…" How could Mark care about details at such a time? Let alone thanking Mafa Merlin, even if he had to thank every person in the Raging Flame Plane at this moment, he would be delighted to do so as long as it could save his life.

"Go…" Lin Yun frowned, impatiently looking at Mark. "As for the matter of the collaboration matter, I'll consider it. I'll dispatch someone to the Watson Family to notify you if my answer is positive…"

"Good, good, good…" Mark didn't even hear what Lin Yun said and kept nodding. He only knew that his life had been spared.

After saying those words, he truly didn't dare to linger and dragged his wobbly legs out of the reception room.

"High Mage Merlin, the fly has already walked away, so I think we can talk about some important matters now…" Weiss watched as Mark left and only started talking when the other side could no longer be seen. Just as he said, the young mage had indeed saved Mark Watson's life.

After all, although he had become a member of the Council of Seven in the past few years and could only be considered a new Representative, his position in the council couldn't be ignored, especially after the recent Thawing Fire Tribe matter. He had dealt with it in a clean way and was trusted by Sir Harren.

To be honest, the young genius of the Watson Family was indeed nothing in his eye. He didn't have the qualifications to talk as an equal, let alone provoke Weiss. That was no different from courting death.

After being threatened a few times by Mark Watson, Weiss was already in the mood to kill him. But since this was the Flame Demon Fort, Mafa Merlin's territory, he couldn't help but dismiss that thought. That small fry wasn't worth incurring Mafa's dissatisfaction…

Thus, saying that Mafa Merlin had saved Mark Watson's life wasn't an exaggeration.

"Sir Weiss, didn't you come to take the totem? Is there something else?" Lin Yun threw a strange look at Weiss.

"Haha, I just heard it…" Weiss awkwardly laughed.

"What?"

"Well, I just inadvertently heard that youth from the Watson Family say that two-thirds of the army guarding the Horn of Fertility was gone, and for half a month at that. Is that true?" Weiss looked at Lin Yun cautiously. He had made many conjectures when he heard the news.

This was definitely an opportunity for the Black Tower. If they could smoothly occupy the Horn of Fertility and establish themselves at the source of natural resources, then with the Black Tower's power, they would inevitably be able to nibble away at the few surrounding forts. When the time came, the Black Tower's influence in the Raging Flame Plane would crazily increase and far surpass the Cloud Tower's.

This was too important…

In the Black Tower's eyes, the Horn of Fertility was not just a source of natural resources. The most important part was that if they could capture that place, they would have created a foothold, which they could slowly expand.

The Horn of Fertility had always remained the only path to attack the Fireblade Tribe, which had always stationed their most elite troops there. They had never moved their forces away from there ever since invaders from Okland set foot in the Raging Flame Plane.

But something had happened now, causing some of them to leave. Weiss couldn't help wondering if something had happened that caused them to be unable to manage the Horn of Fertility.

"Actually, I don't know whether this information is true, but from the attitude of the Watson Family, it shouldn't be fake…" Lin Yun appeared absent-minded, scratching his nose as he looked at Weiss. He felt that what Mark said had most likely been true.

Otherwise, why would the Watson Family formally send a young genius to discuss a possible collaboration?

"High Mage Merlin, I have an idea… Would you like to hear it?"

"Yes?"

Seeing Weiss' serious expression, Lin Yun responded, "Go ahead…"

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Chapter 519: Think About It

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"That collaboration between your Merlin Family and the Watson Family… I think you shouldn't consider it, you might as well directly refuse…" As Weiss said those words, he realized that he was interfering with the Merlin Family's internal matters.

Weiss couldn't help becoming pale, and he hastily explained, "Please don't misunderstand, High Mage Merlin, I meant that if the Merlin Family needs to choose an ally, our Black Tower is obviously a better choice than the Watson Family…"

Weiss stopped here and calmly looked at the young mage to see how he would respond.

The meaning was clear…

It was an invitation to cooperate with the Black Tower instead.

This collaboration would be very advantageous to both sides. The wealth of the Horn of Fertility had such deadly appeal.

The Black Tower was clearly more ambitious than the Watson Family, and they wanted to stir the strongest of the Thirteen Tribes, the Fireblade Tribe…

This appeared somewhat crazy, but Weiss clearly knew that if the Black Tower wanted to rise, they had to grab this opportunity and rush into the tiger's den.

But Weiss noticed that the young mage seemed rather indifferent, like he wasn't really considering it. Weiss couldn't help but frown, so he added, "High Mage Merlin, your Merlin Family cooperating with the Watson Family doesn't make much sense. After all, the Watson Family is so weak, it can't compare to our Black Tower. The powerful support of the Black Tower is something they would never be able to match…"

Weiss was a bit nervous as he waited for a response. He didn't actually care about the Merlin Family, but he thought highly of this young mage in front of him.

In his eyes, all the rest of the forces of the Merlin Family in the Raging Flame Plane weren't as valuable as this young mage.

He felt that he had a good understanding of Mafa. It had been over half a year since they met at the Tulan Mountain Range, and the young mage's actions repeatedly shocked him, especially half a month ago, when he fought the Thawing Fire Tribe's Tribal Chief in their Sacred Land and managed to kill him to break out of a desperate situation.

If the Black Tower chose to make a move against the Fireblade Tribe, the young mage's power would be very important. In addition to the several True Spirit Magic Tools he held, his own power was quite formidable, and he also had two Undead Summons.

'Hold on…'

While he was considering Mafa's strengths, Weiss suddenly recalled the silvery-white silhouette standing in the corner as he entered the reception room. The aura it was emitting had been somewhat strange.

At the time, he had only been thinking about getting the totem back, and then he ran into the blustering Mark Watson. He only had time to think about it again now.

'Is she…'

Soon, after looking around, Weiss spotted that silhouette once again. It was an unreasonably beautiful young woman wearing white clothing. Even her hair and eyes were silvery-white, and she was emitting an ice-cold aura. She looked just like a fairy of ice.

But the young woman, seemingly noticing something, caught Weiss' gaze, her ethereal eyes giving him an otherworldly feeling.

Weiss suddenly felt inexplicably frightened. His face became devoid of blood as he felt out of breath. Just now, he clearly felt that the person who met his eyes wasn't a human… She was a Dragon.

'Right, that aura…'

As he thought of this, he tried to sense the aura. It had a very profound icy feeling. He was convinced that the young woman was truly a Dragon, a Frost Dragon in control of ice elements.

He truly wanted to use True Sight to confirm it…

But he didn't dare to…

He truly didn't dare to do so.

Because a Frost Dragon could easily crush him. Everyone knew that a Dragon would have their power suppressed when in their human shape, yet the Frost Dragon in front of him was emitting mana fluctuations comparable to his own, a 6th Rank Archmage.

But what about when it was in its true shape?

It could only be described as terrifying…

At this time, Weiss couldn't help taking a deep look at Lin Yun. This was truly incredible. How could a fierce Frost Dragon be following the young mage?

Although he was in disbelief, he had to acknowledge this as the truth…

Now, it looked even more important to rope the young mage in. Weiss frowned and said, "High Mage Merlin, as long as you agree to cooperate with the Black Tower, I think I should be able to convince Sir Harren to give a bit more benefits to the Merlin Family during the loot allocation…"

After saying that, Weiss calmly waited. He felt that the young mage had no reason to refuse such an offer.

But…

"Haha, Sir Weiss, I'm sorry. I need some time to think about this…" Lin Yun attentively looked at Weiss for a while before scratching his cheek and saying, "But I can guarantee you as a Planar Commander of the Merlin Family, that if the Merlin Family thinks of fighting over the Horn of Fertility, we'll definitely cooperate with the Black Tower…"

"That's… That's good."

Weiss was a bit disappointed. He clearly understood that by doing this, the young mage had already declared his current position and there was no margin for negotiation right now. The last bit was just to leave the avenue open and give Weiss some hope. "It's a bit regretful… But I look forward to cooperating with the Merlin Family."

"I also look forward to it…"

Lin Yun and Weiss chatted about some insignificant topics for half an hour before Weiss left the Flame Demon Fort feeling disappointed.

At nightfall, with Thorne in the lead, Yuri, Ida, and other high-ranked members of the Planar Legion came back from the Flame Frost Fort. After seeing Lin Yun, Thorne sincerely expressed his gratitude and left for the Merlin Family this very night to bring the Alchemic Mana Whirlpool back…

It was worth mentioning that before leaving, Thorne gave Lin Yun full authority over the Planar Legion.

But Lin Yun didn't have the time or energy to care about those minor matters. Early the next day, he called Ida and Yuri, as well as the other six officers of the Planar Legion, and started a brief meeting where he delegated the management of the daily affairs of the Flame Demon Fort. With this taken care of, Lin Yun once again rushed to the laboratory and made Reina guard the entrance.

After resolving the matter of the Raising Dragon Array, Lin Yun had smoothly gotten his hands on the five Chromatic Dragon Crystals, so it was time to upgrade the Doom Staff…

With those five crystals as Augments, he was confident enough that he could push the Doom Staff to the height of Mid-Rank True Spirit rank.

And that was at the very least…

In fact, upgrading the Doom Staff was more difficult than upgrading the Soul Walker or the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel. The unusual part was that it didn't have a Magic Tool Incarnation, while the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel and the Soul Walker did.

It was common knowledge that the birth of a Magic Tool Incarnation was a very long process. Fortunate mages might get some opportunities that would result in the birth of a Magic Tool Incarnation, but without such fortune, they could only wait for one to be slowly formed, which could take many, many years.

Lin Yun had crafted the Doom Staff after countless calculations, and it was less than a year old.

A Magic Tool without its Incarnation simply couldn't display its full power, and even advancing would be very difficult. But fortunately, every significant upgrade was an opportunity for a Magic Tool Incarnation to be born.

And this advancement was obviously one such opportunity for the Doom Staff.

This time, the five flickering Dragon Crystals had already been set up in an array by Lin Yun, and boundless mana was emitted to every corner of the laboratory. According to his plan, the array would use the energy of the five crystals to form a sort of a cycle.

He was confident enough that he would be able to raise the Doom Staff's rank by doing this, and if he was lucky, a Magic Tool Incarnation might be born.

Only after getting an Incarnation would a Magic Tool properly be considered a True Spirit Magic Tool.

This was why Lin Yun attached a lot of importance to this advancement.

The processing plan he had for the Chromatic Dragon Crystals was something he thought of not too long ago. This was also the most valuable processing plan that he could use with his current ability.

Once everything was ready, he picked up a crystal pen, and after some thinking, he cautiously wrote an exquisite rune in one of the Dragon Crystals. A dazzling light rose up, but Lin Yun didn't stop as he dipped his pen in the ink once again and quickly started writing.

It took him more than three hours to complete the preliminary processing of the Chromatic Dragon Crystals, but he also encountered a rather thorny problem… He had found out that the five Chromatic Dragon Crystals simply couldn't form a complete cycle. While the energy circulated, it encountered some obstructions.

And these small flaws greatly influenced the entire plan.

To complete the Doom Staff's advancement, the energy flowing between the five Dragon Crystals had to form a complete cycle, which meant that Lin Yun had to remove these flaws.

This problem truly baffled him.

In the process, there couldn't be any mistakes in the array. This was something he was certain of. The requirements regarding details were extremely high, and there were also precise requirements for the energy of the Dragon Crystals. For example, the energy in each crystal had to be exactly the same, without fault.

The requirements were so harsh that even Lin Yun felt that the processing was fairly troublesome. It could easily take months to prepare normally, but he didn't have so much free time at the moment.

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'There should be another way…'

Lin Yun frowned. He examined the energy levels at the five points in the array, considering the problem from all angles. But he didn't know where to start. Time slowly passed, day after day, without any movement in the alchemy laboratory. Lin Yun just remained motionless as he stared at the Dragon Crystals in a daze.

In the end, on the fifteenth day, Lin Yun slowly opened the door to the laboratory, taking a deep breath of fresh air. 'Forcing the energy of the five Dragon Crystals to form a circle isn't as good as fusing them together into one Dragon Crystal to embed in the Doom Staff…'

To be more accurate, he gave up on his previous plan and decided to fuse the five Dragon Crystals instead. However, this also had some issues…

Once he came out of the laboratory, he noticed that Reina wasn't alone. Yuri was also there.

"High Mage Mafa…" Yuri caught sight of Lin Yun and rushed to greet him, looking somewhat worried.

"Sir Yuri, what's going on?" Lin Yun threw a strange look at Yuri as he asked, "Did something happen during my absence?"

"In the morning, Sir Karl of the Watson Family arrived at the Flame Demon Fort and said that he wanted to discuss some matters with you. But since you hadn't come out, Sir Karl waited in the reception room…"

"Sir Karl?"

"The current Patriarch of the Watson Family, Karl Watson…"

"Take me to him…"

After Yuri's careful introduction, Lin Yun learnt who Sir Karl was, which came as a bit of a surprise. He naturally knew that the Watson Family would send someone over to discuss the attack on the Horn of Fertility, but he hadn't expected that person to be the patriarch of the Watson Family…

He had to admit that the patriarch was very patient. He had arrived five to six hours ago, but was still waiting patiently.

Lin Yun soon passed through layer after layer of guards and reached the entrance of the reception room. He appeared before an old and thin man.

The old man also caught sight of Lin Yun and showed a good-natured smile, looking just like an ordinary grandpa. "High Mage Merlin…"

Lin Yun scratched his cheek, a smile on his face. Mark just couldn't compare to this old man in terms of temperament. "Sir Karl, I'm sorry for making you wait for such a long time…"

"Haha…" Karl waved his hand as he looked at Lin Yun with a smile. "Please don't say this, I showed up unannounced and made you rush, having to wait for a bit is natural…"

After saying that, Karl Watson took a closer look at Lin Yun…

Half a month ago, he sent Mark to the Flame Demon Fort to suggest a collaboration with the Merlin Family.

To be honest, he hadn't been worried about it…

He had been pretty sure that there would be no problem getting an agreement. After all, they would be gaining control of the Horn of Fertility, the most fertile place in the entire Raging Flame Plane. Even just 20% of that land would bring unimaginable wealth. How could the Merlin Family refuse such an opportunity?

Only a brainless commander would choose to refuse…

Let alone refusing, anyone would fight for the opportunity to participate.

The temptation of the Horn of Fertility far surpassed what an ordinary person could imagine. The Watson Family had also thought of working with other forces, but they gave up on that after careful deliberation, because most of those forces were a lot weaker than the Watson Family in the Raging Flame Plane. Aside from the Black Tower and the Cloud Tower, only the Merlin Family was comparable to them.

And there was no need to think about those two… The Watson Family couldn't cooperate with one of the behemoths. If that happened, the Watson Family would lose their leverage and it would be good if they could even get 20%. Naturally, there was also the possibility that the Black Tower and Cloud would feel it beneath themselves to cooperate with the Watson Family at all, and would instead attack the Horn of Fertility on their own.

After thinking about it, they could only choose to ask the Merlin Family…

Three days later, Karl Watson felt that something was odd because the Merlin Family was supposed to give their answer on that day. But even at midnight, no member of the Merlin Family showed up.

'Maybe they need more time to think this through…'

This was how Karl comforted himself before deciding to wait a bit more. He firmly believed that the Merlin Family definitely wouldn't reject the proposal, so he waited, day after day. But there was still no movement from the Merlin Family's side. Finally, on the 10th day, Karl was ultimately not able to wait any longer. 'Did they even get the information?' he wondered.

Thus, he personally went to Mark, who had been sent to the Flame Demon Fort. There, Karl found out that he indeed delivered the news and detailed the situation to the Merlin Family…

Karl decided to suppress his anger and wait a bit more. He felt that the Merlin Family was being quite excessive. He guessed that they were dragging out their answer in order to get an extra bargaining chip in the negotiations. If he sent someone over before they replied, he would inevitably appear to be lacking confidence.

But after five more days, he still had no news from the Merlin Family. Instead, he got news from the Black Tower. They were dispatching Mage Legions towards the Horn of Fertility. He had a bad premonition when he heard this… What was the Black Tower planning?

He then sent someone to make some inquiries and obtained some shocking news: The Black Tower seemed to have noticed the abnormality of the Horn of Fertility and was preparing to attack.

This…

Hearing this, Karl Watson became enraged. The Black Tower was much more powerful than his Watson Family. They simply didn't need the help of any other forces for this, and they could easily attack the Horn of Fertility. If that happened, what about the Watson Family?

Thus, Karl rushed over to the Flame Demon Fort, and although he was very resentful, he didn't show it.

The smile on Karl's face appeared somewhat stiff as he looked at the young commander. "Merlin, you should know why I came to the Flame Demon Fort came this time. It concerns the matter of the collaboration between the Watson Family and the Merlin Family. After capturing the Horn of Fertility, your Merlin Family can get 30%, what do you think?"

Now that the Black Tower had joined in, Karl was feeling the pressure. He really couldn't let the matter of the Horn of Fertility drag on. He wouldn't even hesitate to make some concessions and increase the benefits of the Merlin Family.

It couldn't be helped that their position had weakened…

He, an esteemed Patriarch, had personally come to the Flame Demon Fort. This already made put the Watson Family on their back foot in this negotiation.

"Haha…" Hearing Karl Watson's offer, Lin Yun subconsciously chuckled. He paused for a while before saying, "Sir Karl, to be quite honest, our Merlin Family doesn't have too great of an interest in the fight over the Horn of Fertility, you might be disappointed…"

Lin Yun answered half-heartedly. The Merlin Family had gained too many benefits from the war against the Thawing Fire Tribe. The land they occupied had more than doubled, and they had gained control over many ore veins. Although Lin Yun didn't know the details, he knew to some extent that the Merlin Family still needed time to digest the rewards from that war.

This caused the Merlin Family's Planar Legion to be too scattered throughout the area, and everyone was always continuously bustling around. No one was idle.

After all, the Merlin Family couldn't compare to the Black Tower. After dealing with the Thawing Fire Tribe, although the Merlin Family's forces were all occupied, the Black Tower had many idle troops they could transfer.

"Eh?"

Karl was obviously stunned. He looked at Lin Yun in a daze, not believing what he'd heard. The other side actually refused so easily?

How could the Merlin Family not be interested in the Horn of Fertility?

"Mafa Merlin… Don't rush to make a decision, think over it carefully! That's the Horn of Fertility! If we can seize it, your Merlin Family will get endless benefits…" Karl forced a smile as he was extremely anxious. This concerned the rise of the Watson Family. Thinking about it, Karl suddenly clenched his teeth. "Half a year ago, your Merlin Family's Ancestral Land reached an agreement with our Watson Family to cooperate in the Raging Flame Plane. Moreover, there is no harm to your Merlin Family if you participate. if you are dissatisfied with the allocation, you can go ahead and make an offer. As a close ally, our Watson Family wouldn't fuss over minor matters…"

After his entreaty, Karl truly felt like he was bleeding. His words completely gave the initiative to the Merlin Family.

But he had no better option.

If the Black Tower hadn't appeared at the last moment, the Watson Family would have had time to think of other ways, but they no longer had time to waste.

At this time, Lin Yun's frown slowly relaxed. He had been waiting for these words from Karl all along. Indeed, how could he be uninterested in the Horn of Fertility?

After all, the Horn of Fertility wasn't just fertile… It was close to the end of the Wailing River.

"The Watson Family is really generous…" Lin Yun smiled at Karl. He could see that Karl's face had taken on an ashen hue. He didn't continue to provoke the other side and instead slowly extended five fingers. "Sir Karl, our Merlin Family needs fifty percent to agree to this collaboration."

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"You…"

When he heard the conditions raised by Lin Yun, Karl Watson suddenly felt incredibly irritated. In the end, he had no choice but to restrain his anger. If the deadlock continued and the Black Tower got to take over the Horn of Fertility, his Watson Family wouldn't get any benefits.

He took a deep breath and gradually calmed down. "Merlin, if you have no other requirements, let's start planning the collaboration. First of all, this attack on the Horn of Fertility is extremely important, our two Families must…"

But just as Karl started talking, Lin Yun gently tapped the table and interrupted Karl. "I have one…"

"What do you have?" A puzzled expression appeared on Karl's face.

"I have another requirement…"

"…" Karl took another deep breath. If it weren't for the fact that he needed this for the good of the Watson Family, he would have already started cursing. 'That guy doesn't know his limits! I only said that for appearance, but he actually took it seriously…'

He truly wanted to ask the young mage if he knew how great of a bargain he was already getting.

Had it been in any other situation, then let alone a Planar Commander like Mafa Merlin, even if the Patriarch of the Merlin Family, Ofran, dared to raise conditions so excessively, Karl likely would have just refused, terminating the negotiations.

But he obviously couldn't do that now.

"Go ahead…" After being silent for a while, Karl once again opened his mouth and let out those words in a dispirited manner. He looked as if he had aged ten years. He was truly going crazy because of that Mafa Merlin.

"Our Merlin Family's half has to be the part bordering the Wailing River…" It would actually end up inconveniencing him if that part fell into the hands of the Watson Family.

"Okay, I agree to your requirement…" Karl frowned as he accepted Lin Yun's request. The Watson Family would lose out, but not that much. The area bordering the Wailing River was a bit more fertile. "Mafa Merlin, can we discuss the details of the cooperation now? It would be best for your Merlin Family to transfer your Planar Legion tonight and join our Watson Family in the morning…"

Karl seemed a bit worried as he continued, "You might not know, but the Black Tower somehow got hold of that information and recently started transferring their Mage Legion. We will end up with nothing if we delay too long and they make their move."

"Haha, Sir Karl, I think you are worrying too much! If the Black Tower is also participating, it would be better for our three forces to unite. That way, capturing the Horn of Fertility will be a lot easier…" Lin Yun faintly smiled, seemingly to not care about the Black Tower's actions.

Karl looked at Lin Yun strangely when he heard this. 'What's going on? Is that Mafa Merlin crazy? Doesn't he know how powerful the Black Tower is?'

The Black Tower was a behemoth that towered over the kingdom. It was hardly an exaggeration to say that apart from the Cloud Tower, the Black Tower could crush any other force, and the Watson Family was no exception.

At this time, Karl Watson truly felt that this commander was lost in his own fantasy. How could the tyrannical Black Tower agree to work together with them? After all, although the Watson Family and the Merlin Family were genuine first-rate forces, the power of these two Families was inferior to even just a third of the Black Tower.

Why would they make an agreement with them and share the spoils?

Did they even have anything worth offering the Black Tower?

Karl knew that it was impossible. He took a deep look at Lin Yun and inwardly shook his head. Although this young mage was definitely capable in some ways, he was still too young and inexperienced, or else he wouldn't have said something some preposterous.

"Although your words make some sense, it is simply impossible. The tyrannical Black Tower simply wouldn't be willing to work with our two Families. Moreover, you should understand that even if the Black Tower agrees to cooperate, it would make them the ones in charge, marginalizing the benefits that our two Families would obtain. I think you should put that idea out of your mind…" After saying this, Karl felt thirsty, so he grabbed the cup of water in front of him and quickly took a few sips.

But at this time, Karl froze as he drank the water and choked. He saw a familiar silhouette enter the reception room and he subconsciously stood up. "Sir Weiss, how… How come you are here?"

He truly hadn't expected that a Representative of the Council of Seven would come to the Flame Demon Fort.

'What's going on?'

But when Weiss entered the reception room, he didn't say anything to Karl. He only gave him an indifferent glance before turning to Lin Yun. "High Mage Merlin, I wonder if you have thought about the cooperation offer I brought up last time?"

'This…'

Weiss going straight to the point like this made Karl feel foolish. He simply didn't believe what he was hearing… The tyrannical Black Tower was actually offering to work together with the Merlin Family.

Was this real?

Karl truly couldn't come up with any reason that they would do this. It made no sense to him.

With the power of the Black Tower, would they still need anyone's help to take over the Horn of Fertility in this situation?

And not only did they want to cooperate with the Merlin Family, but Weiss, a Representative of the Council of Seven, personally made the trip to the Flame Demon Fort to ask if they had thought about it.

'Insane, this is simply insane…'

After Weiss made his offer, his eyes flickered over Karl Watson once again and he started frowning, clearly recalling the disgust he had felt towards Mark Watson half a month ago. That previous interaction had soured his feelings about the Watson Family. "If the Watson Family joins in too, then both the Merlin and Watson Family can have 30% of the territory. The remaining will belong to our Black Tower. As for the troops, our Black Tower already dispatched two Mage Legions…

"Naturally, this is only the preliminary cooperative action of the three forces. Once we seize the Horn of Fertility, our Black Tower will start attacking the surrounding forts. We can decide whether or not to continue working together at that time. Our Black Tower won't interfere with your decision…"

"Eh…" Karl was thoroughly dumbfounded. He stared foolishly at Weiss as he let out a strange sound without being aware of it.

The more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong.

He had initially been shocked that Weiss was intending to work with the Merlin Family, but it was further compounded when he also extended the offer to the Watson Family. Since Weiss said it, it was an official invitation from the Black Tower. This meant that the Watson Family had some worth in the eyes of the Black Tower. Why else would they invite them?

But when he heard how the territory would be divided up…

'This isn't a dream, right?'

He clearly heard the allocation of the loot proposed by Weiss. The Watson Family and the Merlin Family got such a great bargain! This was simply inconceivable. According to the loot distribution, these three forces would divide the land nearly evenly. Since when had the tyrannical Black Tower ever acted like this?

He suddenly felt that the Black Tower was somewhat unfamiliar…

Yeah, it was that kind of feeling…

After all, he had been the Watson Family's Patriarch for a few decades now, and it wasn't rare for him to meet with the Black Tower in Okland. He had more or less come into contact with the Black Tower's Council of Seven, including Harren, and he knew the horror of that force.

In the upper circle of Okland, most people knew that the Black Tower usually put profit before everything else. As long as there was something to be gained, they would recklessly fight over it. It was to the point that a vast majority of the other forces of Okland had suffered a loss at the hands of the Black Tower, and the Watson Family was no exception.

And even if they felt slighted, they wouldn't complain, for the simple reason that it was the Black Tower!

In the entire Andlusa Kingdom, only the Cloud Tower didn't need to be especially respectful to the Black Tower.

Karl always felt that if any force tried to work with the Black Tower, not to mention getting any benefits, just avoiding losses would be quite good already. But just now, Weiss had proposed such generous terms. If the Watson Family only cooperated with the Merlin Family, then even though they could sure gain control of the Horn of Fertility, they likely would have suffered many casualties. But it would be different with the Black Tower joining. With the three major forces jointly attacking the Horn of Fertility, they would easily eliminate the Fireblade Tribe's army.

Karl was immersed in bliss. But then, a dull voice echoed in the reception room.

"Sir Weiss, isn't your Black Tower taking too much? This won't do, you have to give some up…"

When he heard this, Karl turned and looked at Lin Yun as if he had seen a ghost. 'That Mafa Merlin looks so shrewd, how could he be so foolish at such a crucial time?

'Getting such benefits from the Black Tower is already a gift from heaven, yet you are stupidly haggling over it!'

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Chapter 522: Doom Staff

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'You think you can speak to the Black Tower as if they were the Watson Family? This is meaningless…'

Karl secretly glanced at Weiss.

And sure enough…

Weiss was frowning, standing still and not saying anything.

Karl started rejoicing in the young mage's misfortune as he looked at Lin Yun with ridicule. He had gotten quite annoyed by the young commander's antics.

That Mafa Merlin truly didn't know his place…

He was originally offered very good conditions, but he still went and haggled over the price. Did he really think that the Merlin Family had the qualifications to press the Black Tower for better terms?

Let alone the Merlin Family, even both Families together weren't qualified to do that…

'You won't fare well if you are too greedy.'

Karl suddenly felt that he should take advantage of this opportunity. If he could push the Merlin Family out of the deal altogether, the Watson Family might be able to obtain a larger share.

An imperceptible sneer appeared on his face. But just as he was about to speak, the frowning Weiss suddenly started talking. "You are right, High Mage Merlin. Our Black Tower indeed would be taking too much…"

'What?'

Karl's face froze. 'How could this happen? Is this the Black Tower I know? Is this the Weiss I know?'

Even when negotiating with the Could Tower, Weiss wouldn't compromise so easily…

Although he didn't dare to believe it, the sounds of Weiss and Mafa haggling forced him to accept that this was really happening.

The haggling almost made him collapse, and he spent the entire time feeling muddleheaded. He only remembered Weiss eventually asking him, "Do you have any objections?" to which he vehemently shook his head. He didn't say a single word during the negotiations, which ended up lasting half an hour.

After the three major forces reached an agreement, it was time to prepare, including dispatching their troops as well as preparing some preliminary battle formations. After sending Weiss and Karl off, Lin Yun had Ida and Yuri manage the preparations. In the entire Raging Flame Plane, besides the three Merlin Cousins, the most reliable people he had were the two Archmages from the Ancestral Land.

This wouldn't be as awkward as when they attacked the Ghost Valley because Thorne had given him all the authority as commander. This meant that all the troops of the Merlin Family in the Raging Flame Plane were under his command.

But he clearly wasn't a qualified commander, so after handing everything over to Ida and Yuri, he once again entered the laboratory and proceeded with the processing of the five Chromatic Dragon Crystals. He had thought of a bold plan the previous day. He would fuse the five Dragon Crystal together to form just one, before embedding it in the Doom Staff.

It could be said that his processing plan was unique.

He hadn't heard of anyone doing this…

How could it be easy to fuse five Chromatic Dragon Crystals together?

Despite that, Lin Yun didn't plan on giving up…

Thus, Lin Yun remained in the laboratory as day after day passed, never coming out. On the 5th day, Thorne returned to the Raging Flame Plane, and when he heard about the collaboration between the Merlin Family, the Watson Family, and the Black Tower, his first thought was to look for the young mage to consult with him. But he was stopped by Reina in front of the alchemy laboratory door. He waited for a whole day before finally heading back in disappointment.

The cooperation between the three major forces proceeded in an orderly fashion, and this all seemed to have nothing to do with Lin Yun.

Ultimately, on the 10th day, that tightly shut door creaked loudly before being slowly opened by someone. It was Lin Yun, but he looked completely exhausted. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair unkempt. It was to the point that Reina, who had been guarding the door, looked at him weirdly when he came out.

"What is it?" Lin Yun threw a strange look back at her.

"Nothing…" Reina's icy gaze quickly swept past Lin Yun before she coldly answered. In fact, she had been very curious. The young mage had stayed in the laboratory for ten days… What had he been doing all this time?

She couldn't help glancing inside the laboratory out of curiosity. She could see a Dragon Crystal emitting a multitude of colors on the messy alchemy table. When she spotted it, Reina was shocked speechless.

Because she could clearly feel five different Draconic Auras being emitted from that crystal…

'How could a single Dragon Crystal contain five Draconic Auras? …Could it be?'

As she thought of something, Reina couldn't help looking at Lin Yun in bewilderment.

"Reina, I'll continue to work. Don't let anyone disturb me…"

After breathing some fresh air, the weary Lin Yun gave Reina some instructions and reentered the alchemy laboratory. In the past ten days, he had managed to completely fuse the five Dragon Crystals into one. The only thing left to do was to embed it into the Doom Staff.

Theoretically speaking, this was much easier than fusing the Dragon Crystals…

The only thing he had to pay close attention to was making sure that he didn't damage the Doom Staff's original structure, or it would be very troublesome.

He cautiously picked up the Dragon Crystal from the alchemy table, feeling the boundless power contained within it. He couldn't help feeling awed. In fact, the Element Chapter didn't play a small role in the successful fusion of the five Chromatic Dragon Crystals. In the Tulan Mountain Range, he had once killed an unusual magic beast and obtained very strange mana crystals that contained the energies of the four elements. He then realized that Gaugass King, Luo Ning, had developed this method through the study of the Element Chapter.

Five days ago, he had been at wits' end trying to come up with a method to proceed, and he even became hot-tempered. In order to calm himself, he had to temporarily put the matter of the Chromatic Dragon Crystal to the back of his head and sit calmly for a while. He then sank into his memories of the twenty years he spent in the era 30,000 years from now, up until Noscent's end and his inexplicable arrival in this era.

He kept recalling his memories…

Every experience up till the Tulan Mountain Range went by, just like a movie appearing in his mind. And from that movie, he suddenly recalled that he might be able to fuse the five Dragon Crystals by analyzing the principle behind the coexistence of the four elements.

And it turned out to be the correct method…

After failing again and again, on the 10th day, he finally fused the five Chromatic Dragon Crystals.

Lin Yun couldn't help forcing a smile as he thought back on this. He then put the Doom Staff on the refining table before once again plunging into his work. He skillfully used all the alchemy tools there and began processing the Doom Staff. Three hours later, those diverse processing techniques were completed.

"Time to start…"

He took a deep breath and picked up the Dragon Crystal before slowly attaching it to the Doom Staff. Suddenly, the Chromatic Dragon Crystal flickered with a fierce radiance, illuminating the entire laboratory. Even Lin Yun had no choice but to squint under the intense light.

The change happened in a split second. Those multi-colored lights shrank like a tide when a young and immature Dragon Roar echoed. Lin Yun was stunned to discover that the Doom Staff had undergone a qualitative change. He couldn't even recognize it. There was a Dragon's head at the tip of the staff, with two neat fangs flickering with a cold light. The Dragon Crystal was flickering with a multitude of colors Inside that Dragon's mouth. Even the body of the staff had become covered in numerous dense scales.

"Rumble…"

Thunder suddenly shook the surroundings as the Doom Staff completed its transformation. Lin Yun truly hadn't expected that the Doom Staff's advancement would create such an intense scene. He thought that rumbling thunder could only be heard when a Magic Tool reached the peak of the True Spirit realm.

But the Doom Staff couldn't have reached that point yet.

He picked it up and tightly held it. Suddenly, formidable mana fluctuations surged from the Doom Staff, making Lin Yun smile broadly.

'I truly didn't expect it to become a High-Rank True Spirit Magic Tool…'

He originally intended to use the five Dragon Crystals to upgrade the Doom Staff to become a Mid-Rank True Spirit Magic Tool. But surprisingly, it skipped a rank. To be more precise, the Doom Staff had just barely entered the High-Rank level. The power of that Magic Staff was equivalent to that of a 7th Rank Archmage…

'Hold on, that's…'

As Lin Yun was immersed in happiness, he looked at the Doom Staff with a stunned expression. In the process of connecting with the Doom Staff, he was able to feel a special fluctuation perfectly fused with the Doom Staff constantly absorbing his mana.

'Could it be a Magic Tool Incarnation…?' Lin Yun's expression was complicated. He was happy, but he was also apprehensive. Perhaps only he knew what the Incarnation of the Doom Staff being born meant. It wasn't as simple as an increase in the might of the Doom Staff… It also meant that he had advanced to become an Artisan in the field of alchemy.

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Chapter 523: Magic Tool Incarnation

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He had crafted two True Spirit Magic Tools before, the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel and the Doom Staff. He already had reached an agreement with Enderfa when he crafted the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel and he became its Incarnation. But the Doom Staff was different, the birth of a Magic Tool Incarnation during its advancement meant that Lin Yun personally created a life, and this was the sign of stepping into the Artisan Realm.

Even if reaching the Artisan realm had only been a matter of time to Lin Yun, he couldn't help feeling excited when he truly reached it.

He suddenly recalled that young and immature Dragon Roar during the advancement of the Doom Staff, and thinking of this, his expression became strange, 'The Doom Staff's Incarnation, it wouldn't be a Dragon, right?'

The total number of Dragon-shaped Magic Tool Incarnations that appeared in Noscent's history could be counted on two hands…

"What's going on…" He connected with the Doom Staff and tried to communicate with the Magic Tool Incarnation, but there was no reaction. Instead, the absorption speed of his mana quickly accelerated, making Lin Yun gloomy and he immediately cut off the supply of mana.

"Roar…"

As he cut off the supply of mana, that youthful roar echoed once again, sounding very dissatisfied. A purple mist rushed out of the Doom Staff and condensed into a fierce silhouette. As the mist took form, Lin Yun could see the Magic Tool Incarnation of the Doom Staff. It was a young purple Dragon, very small compared to Chromatic Dragons and other sub-races of Dragons.

An alarmed shout echoed in Lin Yun's mind, coming from Enderfa, but he didn't say anything afterward. Lin Yun immediately frowned. He couldn't take care of Enderfa for the time being, so he instead focused on the young Dragon.

'It's just a baby Dragon…'

The appearance of that purple Dragon did surprise Lin Yun, whether it was among Chromatic Dragons, or other sub-races, he had never heard of a purple-colored Dragon, and the aura of that purple Dragon was somewhat strange, but this couldn't stop Lin Yun from feeling disappointed.

To be honest, he was indeed let down. This purple Dragon, as the Doom Staff's Incarnation, would need a very long time to grow, but the Doom Staff might have already reached the peak of the True Spirit realm by the time he did.

"Roar…"

The young Dragon suddenly issued another Dragon Roar, but it wasn't a simple Dragon Roar this time as it was followed by a Dragon Breath. Right after, an extremely terrifying mana fluctuations quickly spread through the entire alchemy laboratory as multi-colored lights flickered in the air, flooding everything like a formidable wave.

"Rumble…"

The Alchemy Laboratory's defensive array fiercely flickered under the impact of the Dragon Breath. This alchemy laboratory had cost several millions and the defensive array was clearly not an ordinary one. Even if a Master Alchemist carried out some experiments, the array would completely isolate any unfortunate explosion.

But when faced with the young Dragon's multi-colored Breath, that fiercely flashing alchemy array was only able to hold on for less than a second before the countless mana circuits suffered serious damage, causing the entire array to be paralyzed.

After a loud rumble, countless expensive alchemy tools were destroyed by the multi-colored Dragon Breath…

"This…"

Lin Yun only managed to react once that Dragon Breath disappeared. He looked at the ruins of the alchemy laboratory in disbelief before once again staring at the young purple Dragon in shock. He truly didn't know what to say…

This was unimaginable…

Although the laboratory's defensive array hadn't been set up by Lin Yun, he had stayed for a short month in this laboratory and naturally knew how powerful the defensive array was. Some Archmages might not be able to destroy it.

Even Lahn who was standing at the peak of the 4th Rank would need a long time to be able to destroy this defensive array.

But…

The purple dragon's Dragon Breath cleanly took care of the defensive array. How could this not make Lin Yun suspect that this young and seemingly harmless Dragon already was at least as powerful as a level 35 powerhouse.

"The damage is too severe…" Lin Yun looked at the laboratory and couldn't help bitterly smiling. At this time, the delicate mouth of the purple Dragon in front of him moved once again as multi-colored energy flickered.

"F*ck…" Lin Yun ruthlessly cursed, 'Has this guy become addicted to Dragon Breaths? If he keeps using Dragon Breaths, wouldn't the Flame Demon Fort be razed to the ground?'

Just as he cursed, Lin Yun quickly used his hand to block the young Dragon's mouth. After sensing the energy disappearing, he sighed in relief. At this time, the young Dragon's bright eyes were curiously looking at Lin Yun.

"I'll let you go if you don't spray…" Those innocent purples eyes couldn't help but make Lin Yun frown. After more than ten seconds, Lin Yun slowly released his palm.

But just as he released his palm, the young purple Dragon pounced on his bosom before rubbing against him and continuously letting out whining cries.

"It looks like I should give you a name…" Lin Yun looked at the purple Dragon that had settled down and scratched his own cheek. He couldn't decide on a name, and after staring at it for half a minute, he recalled that multi-colored Dragon Breath and his eyes suddenly shone, "Your name shall be Rainbow!"

Rainbow neither understood nor cared about a name. To be more accurate, its attention was locked onto Lin Yun's pocket, his eyes were flickering with an excited expression as he stared at it.

"Wait…" Lin Yun touched his pocket and immediately realized why Rainbow was so interested in his pocket, it was because he had a lot of high level mana crystals stored there…

Rainbow was consuming mana to keep up his form as a Magic Tool Incarnation, just like Shawn who had waited several millennia in that prince's tomb and didn't have enough mana to keep his Incarnation. Had it not been for Lin Yun's appearance, he might have thoroughly dissipated a few centuries later.

From this, it could be seen how important mana was to Magic Tool Incarnations…

Earlier, Lin Yun had tried to communicate with Rainbow quite a few times but didn't get any answer, thus he straightforwardly severed the supply of mana, forcing Rainbow to come out.

In the end, Lin Yun had to take out eight high level mana crystals, and Rainbow didn't wait and simply dealt with those mana crystals before turning into a purple light and returning into the Doom Staff. Then, regardless of how many times Lin Yun called him, Rainbow didn't answer.

'He shouldn't have fallen asleep already, right?' Lin Yun resisted the urge to sever the mana connection with a gloomy expression.

He put the Doom Staff away and looked at the ruins of the alchemy laboratory before releasing a long sigh. He then recalled something and summoned Enderfa.

"What is it?" A black mist floated out of the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel and condensed into three different faces in front of Lin Yun while looking at him in a weird way.

His voice sounded somewhat impatient…

"Haha, say everything you know…" Lin Yun indifferently looked at Enderfa. He clearly remembered that alarmed sound Enderfa had made when Rainbow came out of the Doom Staff, as well as his pointed silence ever since. From that sound, Lin Yun had realized that Enderfa had been frightened.

This meant that Enderfa definitely knew something.

After carefully thinking about it, Enderfa had only ever lost self-control when he met with something related to the Ancient Gods.

But Rainbow, the Magic Tool Incarnation of the Doom Staff, didn't have any relation to the Ancient Gods.

Lin Yun was really curious to learn what Enderfa knew.

"I can't understand what you are talking about, Merlin, you are baffling me. If there is nothing else, I'll go back to my Spell Wheel…" Enderfa flatly answered. Just as he finished, his faces became fuzzy and turned into a black mist. He was about to go back to the Spell Wheel when he was suddenly stopped by Lin Yun. Being unable to do anything, Enderfa roared in exasperation "What do you think you are doing!"

"Don't be noisy!" Lin Yun shouted at the jabbering Enderfa and said with a frown, "Alright, stop pretending, tell me everything you know. Do you really think I didn't hear you earlier?"

"Hea… Heard what?" Enderfa looked like a cat whose tail got stepped on, he screeched in vain before sinking into silence. After four to five minutes, he hesitantly looked at Lin Yun.

"Are you gonna talk?"

"Alright… I'll talk…" Enderfa unhappily answered, "You humans always thought that the ancestor of the Chromatic Dragons was the first Dragon born alongside Noscent, the Haiba Dragon God, right?"

"It's not?"

"Naturally not…" Enderfa disdainfully sneered as he looked at Lin Yun, "In fact, it was a purple Dragon that birthed the Chromatic Dragon Race, it had once lived with the Ancient Gods in that vast world, and in a way, it was an existence comparable to Ancient Gods, but its origin had always been a mystery…"

"How did you learn this…" Lin Yun threw a strange look at Enderfa, full of doubts as he thought about the Doom Staff in his hands, 'Could I have summoned the ancestor of the Chromatic Dragons?'

After obtaining a satisfactory answer, Lin Yun stopped blocking Enderfa, and the latter turned back into a mist after cursing a few times, before once again entering the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel.

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Chapter 524: Attack

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The Flame Demon Fort's numerous powerhouses had quickly noticed the activity at the alchemy laboratory. Thorne Merlin and a few other people rushed over and looked at the alchemy laboratory, damaged beyond recognition, before looking at Lin Yun with odd expressions.

"High Mage Merlin, this…" Thorne looked at Lin Yun with a puzzled expression. He had returned to the Raging Flame Plane five days ago and tried to look for the young mage, but Lin Yun had remained behind closed doors inside the alchemy laboratory, up until now…

"It's nothing, it was only an accident…" Lin Yun awkwardly said. He then waved his arm and no longer said anything.

"Oh…" Thorne nodded, not asking any more questions.

Soon after, Lin Yun, Thorne, and the others, went to the Flame Demon Fort's meeting room. On the way, Thorne explained the matter of the cooperation between the three major forces to Lin Yun. The three major forces, including the Merlin Family, had already dispatched their troops near the Horn of Fertility and they had already set up some formations, intending to officially attack the Horn of Fertility the next day.

After a meeting that lasted over half an hour, it was ultimately decided to leave Thorne, Ida, and Yuri behind at the Flame Demon Fort while Lin Yun would lead the remaining Archmages and the Merlin Planar Legion to participate in the fight over the Horn of Fertility.

After two hours, Lin Yun appeared in the Planar Legion's camp, naturally, people of the Watson Family and the Black Tower were also in this camp. After reaching the base, Lin Yun didn't stay idle as he was invited by Weiss and Karl to participate in the long pre-war meeting, which ended up lasting until nightfall.

This time, Lin Yun only took with him Xiuban and Reina. As for the three Merlin Cousins, they were left in the Ghost Valley. He naturally noticed that the three youths of the Merlin Family had already reached the peak of the High Mage realm, but even if they came to participate in that war over the Horn of Fertility, they wouldn't be of much help, it would be better for them to keep meditating inside the Ghost Valley, and who knows, they might soon advance to the Archmage realm.

The next day, the three allied armies formally launched their attack on the Horn of Fertility.

When they first set foot on the Horn of Fertility, the three major forces were excited to some extent. This source of natural resource was famous for its fertility, this was something all major forces had known for close to a millennium, it could be said that all the forces in the Raging Flame Plane had a hard time resisting the attraction towards the Horn of Fertility.

The land under their feet was completely red and numerous volcanoes could be seen towering over the vast earth, and a burning smell could be felt in the surroundings.

The allied forces had just arrived to the Horn of Fertility and they already found traces of ore veins, but they didn't stop and kept going deeper and deeper. More and more ore veins appeared which would make anyone go crazy, and there were some areas so rich in mana that numerous medicinal herbs were growing in patches.

In fact, there was a deeper reason why the name Horn of Fertility had spread among Okland's major forces. As everyone knew, the Fireblade Tribe, the strongest of the Thirteen Tribes, had existed for millennia at the end of the Wailing River. Even if Okland's major forces had sent more and more Planar Legions to participate in the contest over the Raging Flame Plane and occupied nearly two thirds of the Raging Flame Plane, the Fireblade Tribe didn't have too many losses. The previous Thawing Fire Tribe couldn't even compare to a half of the Fireblade Tribe in terms of power.

It was simply because of the Horn of Fertility.

The human forces could see the fertile side of the Horn of Fertility, but those ore veins, medicinal herbs, and other resources didn't have any value to the Fireblade Tribe. They would at most extract some ores to create some crude weapons, their forging civilization was simply too far behind.

What the Fireblade Tribe truly cared about was the topography of the Horn of Fertility. This was an easily guarded and hard to attack location and was the only road leading to the Fireblade territory. Half of the tribe's army was stationed there all year round, and even if the Black Tower and the Cloud Tower, these two behemoths, joined hands, they might not necessarily be able to break through the Horn of Fertility.

Clearly, in this cooperation, the Black Tower had great ambitions. After seizing the Horn of Fertility, they would inevitably make moves on the surrounding forts and slowly nibble away at the Fire Blade Tribe.

The majestic allied force was made up of several thousand people and they were pushing forward with formidable momentum. They met a few weak Beastman cavalry units on the way which only had a dozen people. They should have been scouts, but unfortunately, they didn't even have time to scream when faced with the allied forces before being obliterated by a flood of spells.

After roughly half an hour, Lin Yun suggested to halt the allied forces for the time being, and after negotiating with the high ranked members of the three major forces, the suggestion was accepted. After all, there weren't many of the Beastman army left, but it was always good to be careful. The majestic army stopped and reorganized, before each of the parties sent a scout team.

"It's truly a waste of time…" Suval was sneering at Lin Yun. During the negotiations, he had insisted on opposing Lin Yun's suggestion. In his eyes, that was a waste of time.

Moreover, from a personal point of view, he could only unhesitantly go against Lin Yun's suggestion. He furiously clenched his teeth when he recalled what happened half a month ago in the Ghost Valley. Had it not been for that damned Mafa Merlin, he wouldn't have been put in such a difficult situation.

If it could be said that he had previously had enmity towards the young mage entirely because of Santon Merlin, then now, after what happened, the loathing he had towards the young mage was only a bit below his hate of Santon Merlin.

Suval smirked and said with ridicule, "I really don't understand what's so scary, could it be that you think our allied forces can't even handle the remaining Beastmen? If that's the case, then your Merlin Family should withdraw from this cooperation…"

"…" Weiss who was standing to the side was scared witless and helplessly looked at Suval. Originally, Suval should have been transferred back to Noscent after the battle with the Thawing Fire Tribe.

But just as Suval was about to leave, the matter of the Horn of Fertility came to light and a powerhouse like Suval would play a critical role in this battle. After careful deliberations, Harren decided to let Suval remain in the Raging Flame Plane for the time being.

"Haha…"

Lin Yun suddenly squinted. He was about to say something when his face suddenly changed, "Hold on, what's that sound…"

"What do you mean?" Weiss, who was next to Lin Yun, blankly looked at Lin Yun before turning. His face then froze, "Damnit, that's a Beastman Army…"

As Weiss said those words, dozens of red colored signal arrows flew high in the sky from several hundred meters away. Everyone recognized those arrows as they were the signal from a scout force.

"Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!"

Following that urgent command, the resting allied troops quickly stood up and prepared for the next battle.

In less than a minute, the allied forces' fighter squads were already holding their swords and shields and stood at the front of the allied army, forming numerous layers of defenses to block the first charge of the Beastman Cavalry Units.

"Rumble…"

Smoke rose as countless Wolf-Riders appeared within the allied forces's field of view, charging towards the allied forces with extremely fierce speed. The thousands of Wolf-Riders charged with tremendous momentum, leaving deep marks on the red soil, making the earth shake.

After the Beastman cavalry units followed the Beastmen carrying spears and standing atop Wyverns. Before the Wolf-Riders even reached the allied forces, they had already thrown out a wave of spears which fell onto the allied armies like raindrops.

Over five hundred meters away stood a large group of Beastman Mages. They all had serious expressions as they were chanting profound and mysterious words. Suddenly, burning auras spread all over the place as they summoned one tyrannical Flame Elemental after the other, Volcano Spirits, Ash Spirits, Lava Giants, and other Flame Elementals rushed towards the allied forces in a fierce offensive.

Soon, the battlefield sank into chaos, blazing auras and dazzling spells collided and created explosions on the battlefield as the Beastman Army battled the allied forces.

A tyrannical aura rose up from the center of the battlefield, the Archmages within the allied forces also joined in the battle as dazzling spells emitting terrifying auras exploded onto the Beastman cavalry units, turning them into ashes instantly.

At the same time, the allied forces kept having a large amount of casualties within this chaotic battlefield.

At this time, a dark red silhouette was waving a two-handed hammer as he travelled back and forth through the battlefield. Every time he waved his weapon, four or five Beastmen would lose their lives. It didn't take long for the hammer to be covered in blood as corpses of Raging Flame Beastmen were left in his wake.

"Hateful, truly hateful…" Xiuban was holding Carnage with both hands, swinging repeatedly like a machine. Wherever he went, Beastmen would fall to the ground and Wolf-Riders would be sent flying, and even those Ashen Wolves couldn't escape. But at the same time, Xiuban just couldn't stop cursing.

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Chapter 525: Accident

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Lin Yun had dispatched the Draconic Beastman at the start of the battle. With Carnage in his hands, the 9th Rank Expert Swordsman Xiuban could be said to be invincible. That crazy reaping feeling was truly great. Being immersed in that pleasurable feeling made the Draconic Beastman act like a headless chicken, charging around the battlefield until he ended up surrounded by Beastmen.

The same kind of silhouettes could be seen everywhere around him, over a thousand Wolf-Riders were charging towards him one wave after another.

Xiuban got truly scared, even if he had a simple mind, he knew that his situation was very dangerous. He was surrounded by close to a thousand Wolf-Riders, isolated and without any back-up. Although he could rely on his domineering strength and stop the Beastmen from approaching him, how long would it take to kill a thousand Beastmen? He might end up killed once he ran out of stamina…

'What should I do…'

'Fight my way out?'

The problem was that although he was shockingly powerful and no weaker than some Sword Saints, each step would be extremely difficult under the Beastmen siege.

Only if his power got a sudden boost could he sweep through the Wolf Riders…

But now, without Lin Yun at his side, he could only reminisce the times when buffs were cast onto him.

'Hold on…'

As he waved Carnaged, Xiuban recalled something. After sending a group of Wolf-Riders flying, he put his hand in his pocket and took out a potion. He then struggled to open the lid and drank it.

Xiuban then felt a clear change, his body instantly became light and the heavy Carnage also became a lot lighter. More importantly, runes rushed forth all over his body and flickered with a dazzling radiance, emitting a tyrannical power.

In fact, he wasn't unfamiliar with that change…

"Roar…"

After a roar, the Draconic Beastman once again brandished his Carnage, and like a windmill, sent flying all the Wolf-Riders on his path. After a short ten seconds, Xiuban managed to rush ten meters into the encirclement.

He knew that the potion could only last three minutes and that he would be weakened afterwards. It was precisely because of this that the cowardly Draconic Beastman recklessly broke out of the siege.

But it didn't take long for the Draconic Beastman to meet an opponent. This was a Raging Flame Beastman over two meters tall, whose whole body was flickering with countless runes. He was holding an axe covered in blood and the Ashen Wolf he was riding was a few times bigger than the average…

At this moment, Xiuban was stuck in a deadlock, he hadn't been able to defeat that Raging Flame Beastman for the last half a minute.

"Hell, you are so damn annoying… Hey, wretched guy, go find someone else and stop blocking Lord Xiuban's path…"

Xiuban couldn't help being worried. Although he hadn't kept track of time, he knew that there wasn't much time left, he had at most a minute until he would be weakened, and even he knew what that meant.

But he was helpless, the Raging Flame Beastman he was fighting was too strong…

After all, the current Xiuban was only a 9th Rank Expert Swordsman, but he had fused with a drop of Three-Headed Dragon's Blood, giving him a terrifying power, and possessed casting ability within his Bloodline as well as a Peak Spiritual Magic Hammer, the power he could display was enough to contend against a 2nd or 3rd Rank Sword Saint…

After drinking that potion with extraordinary buffing effect, his strength had temporarily increased a few times.

Even so, he still couldn't defeat this Raging Flame Beastman in a short time.

From this it can be seen that this Raging Flame Beastman's strength was comparable to a 4th Rank Sword Saint, or possible a High Rank Sword Saint.

'What can I do, what can I do…'

As time passed, the Draconic Beastman's mind was overflowing with anxiety, although he could suppress the Raging Flame Beastman with his power, he simply couldn't escape. Nothing could be done about it, the other side's Ashen Wolf was too fast and would catch up to him in a few steps…

However, being anxious wouldn't solve the problem.

The only way was to thoroughly defeat the Raging Flame Beastman.

But, how could he defeat him?

'It would be a lot better if Sir Merlin was here…'

'Wait…'

Xiuban suddenly thought of something, he then put a lot of effort into searching through his memories. In the past, Lin Yun often mentioned things like battle positioning, preparing an attack, targeting weak points, and others battle techniques. As a Draconic Beastman, he simply didn't care about those things, he was entirely relying on his raw strength when battling, and couldn't bother using techniques.

Recalling these would be a great help to his current plight.

Thus, in the next clash, the Draconic Beastman paid more attention to these techniques and made more and more effort. Ultimately, he swung Carnage with a powerful roar and struck that Raging Flame Beastman in the chest with terrifying power, causing his opponent to spit out blood as he was sent flying a few dozen meters away before heavily falling on the ground, motionless.

"Truly overestimating yourself! Is there anyone in the world that can stop Lord Xiuban?" Sensing the fear in the surroundings Raging Flame Beastmen's eyes, Xiuban held Carnage and swung in front of him, sending countless Beastmen flying. Eventually, when the potion's effects were about to run out, Xiuban managed to completely break out of the siege.

Just as the effects ran out, Xiuban started panting, completely weakened.

As Xiuban killed the leader of that cavalry unit, several thousand Wolf-Riders became headless chickens and ended up collapsing under the attack of the allied forces. The hundred of Divine Archers kept shooting at the Wyverns from the center of the Allied Forces, launching a fierce offensive. Wailing sounds echoed as several hundreds of Spear-Thrower Raging Flame Beastmen soon followed the cavalry unit and were defeated.

The allied forces pushed forward with irresistible force and surrounded that group of Beastmen. The only problematic part was those endless Flame Elementals.

After roughly two hours, the allied forces disposed of all the Elementals. As for those Beastman Mages, they were all killed. As the battle ended, the allied forces proceeded to clear up the battlefield.

A temporary meeting room was built in the center of the camp.

The atmosphere within the meeting room was somewhat heavy, there were four people in there, Weiss and Suval from the Black Tower, Karl from the Watson Family, and naturally, Lin Yun.

"Don't you feel that this Fireblade Tribe's army was a bit too weak…?" Weiss frowned, crossing his arms on the table while softly tapping it. He looked at everyone before saying, "High Mage Merlin, what do you think?"

"I also feel that way…" Lin Yun nodded with a thoughtful expression. He only approved and didn't say anything else.

The only thing he was sure of was that what they had just encountered was the main force of the Fireblade Tribe stationed in the Horn of Fertility. But the power of that army was beyond his expectations, it was mostly made of ordinary Raging Flame Beastmen. They couldn't be considered as elites of the Fireblade Tribe.

And most importantly…

During the chaos, he had used his Magic Array to investigate and discovered that there were too few powerhouses in that army, there were less than ten Archmages and the strongest one was a Beastman Mage comparable to a 6th Rank Archmage.

This was too odd…

After all, the Fireblade Tribe had never been successfully infringed on by human forces in the past millennium, they always maintained a formidable force there, and the powerhouses of the tribe far outshined the Thawing Fire Tribe's power. Yet, the troops guarding the Horn of Fertility were that weak.

What was going on?

The information they had originally received reported that the troops at the Horn of Fertility amounted to a third of what it had always been. That was shocking enough already. At that time, Lin Yun guessed that an accident had happened within the Fireblade Tribe, otherwise they would have never had so many Beastmen return from the Horn of Fertility, since losing it meant that the Fireblade Tribe would face a great menace.

In the past millennium, the Fireblade Tribe had always defended the Horn of Fertility, with half of their elites stationed there all year long. The Black Tower and the Cloud Tower's attacks had always ended up in defeat.

But not only did it look like there was indeed only a third of the troops remaining, Lin Yun was also certain that they weren't the tribe's elites, it seemed more like a motley crew turned into an army.

This couldn't help but make Lin Yun speculate, the Fireblade Tribe might not just have suffered an accident, they might have ran into a crisis.

Naturally, this was good for their three forces…

"Alright, the stationed troops had been annihilated, what meaning is there in talking about this…" Suval took out a detailed map from his pocket with a gloomy expression and spread it on the table, "Forget those useless matters, the topic of this meeting is the allocation of the spoils…"

This meeting regarding the loot distribution was very important. When the three major forces had negotiated, they had already defined the loot allocation, such as the areas each force would occupy, and so on…

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Chapter 526: Requirements

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But, the source of natural resources known as the Horn of Fertility was very vast, and the resources weren't uniformly spread, there were naturally barren areas, which was why they had this meeting.

"I have a suggestion for the allocation…" Lin Yun, who said those words, got up and approached the map, taking a crystal pen from his pocket before casually drawing a few lines, diving the entire Horn of Fertility into three areas.

"High Mage Merlin, I'd like to know the details of your suggestion…" Weiss bitterly smiled at Lin Yun. To tell the truth, he was a bit apprehensive. He had experienced the appetite of the young mage first-hand during the war with the Thawing Fire Tribe, where he had taken no less than 70% of the Ghost Valley…

And now, he took the initiative to suggest a distribution plan. Weiss understood what that meant more than anyone else…

The young mage clearly wanted to reap more benefits.

But even if he knew this, what could he do?

Let alone the Heaven Mage behind the young mage, just the power of the young mage was enough for the Black Tower to value him. In the magic tower, he had once defeated a level 37 Lich, in the Aurij Mountain Range, he had scared away a Greater Devil, and in the Thawing Fire Tribe's Sacred Land, he killed the Tribal Chief who had the strength of an 8th Rank Archmage….

And even more incredibly, the young mage recently gained a Frost Dragon with terrifying strength, not to mention the countless powerful Magic Tools he possessed, this was a lot…

In Weiss' eyes, the Black Tower would suffer a loss this time…

"The land close to the Wailing River has rich ore veins and a lot of medicinal herbs commonly used in alchemy, this should be the richest and most fertile part of the Horn of Fertility…" Lin Yun pointed at one of the areas on the map as he said with a smile.

'Sure enough…' Hearing this, Weiss' face paled, beads of sweat started appearing on his forehead. He could obviously understand, the young mage must have taken a fancy to that place.

'Well, worse comes to worst, we are just eating a loss.'

In any case, the Horn of Fertility was only a launching point for the Black Tower, it would be used to nibble away at the Fireblade Tribe. Once their Caster Legion had rested and re-organized, they would take advantage of this opportunity to attack the few neighbouring forts.

At that time, they might need the young mage's assistance…

Thinking of this, Weiss felt relieved and squeezed a smile when he suddenly heard the young mage's voice echo once more, "I suggest that this area should go to the Black Tower."

"Haha, High Mage Merlin, let's follow your suggestion, this area should go to the Black Tower… Hold on, to the Black Tower?" Before he could finish his words, Weiss was stunned. He thought about it for a bit before making sure that he hadn't misheard what the young mage had said and that he indeed suggested to give that area to the Black Tower.

'This…'

Weiss looked at Lin Yun in disbelief, he really couldn't understand, how could the young mage suggest to give the most fertile land to the Black Tower?

This was illogical…

'According to his character, shouldn't he have taken advantage of us? Just like when he negotiated with Sir Harren and brazenly asked for 70% of the Ghost Valley.'

From what Weiss understood, the young mage was the type of person that sought personal profit before everything else and who would never give up any benefits.

Yet, now…

"Suval, you heard it? You heard it?" Weiss was unable to handle it, that fertile land was obviously a great boon to the Black Tower.

But, after saying that, Weiss suddenly discovered that Suval's expression was very bad, there was not a hint of joy on it.

'What's going on?'

'Could he have not heard Mafa Merlin's words?'

"High Mage Merlin just said that the richest area of the Horn of Fertility would go to our Black Tower…" Weiss lowered his voice and whispered to Suval's ear.

'He should have clearly heard it this time, right?'

But Suval didn't react…

"Since Sir Weiss agrees, I shall continue…" With a calm and imperturbable expression, Lin Yun pointed at the center area, "Although this area isn't comparable to the Black Tower's, it isn't too bad. How about we give it to the Watson Family? As for that leftover area, the most barren part of the Horn of Fertility, our Merlin Family will take control over it, I trust everyone is satisfied with this arrangement?"

"High Mage Merlin, I agree to your suggestion…" The always silent Karl looked at Lin Yun, somewhat astonished. Lin Yun allocating the most fertile area to the Black Tower didn't surprise Karl. After all, that was one of the most powerful forces in the entire Raging Flame Plane, giving the biggest share to the Black Tower was something they ought to do.

He was originally expecting the Merlin Family to snatch the middle area, but he was proven wrong after hearing Lin Yun out. The young mage didn't seem to care about that piece of land and directly gave it to their Watson Family. This couldn't help but make Karl's loathing towards the young mage decrease.

"But I have a small request…" LIn Yun scratched his cheek and looked at everyone before saying, "Our Merlin Family volunteered to take the worst area, because we would like everyone to accompany us on a trip at the end of the Wailing River after some time…"

As Lin Yun said that, Weiss and Karl sighed in relief.

This wasn't an excessive request, it was only taking a trip at the end of the Wailing River.

But a disharmonious voice suddenly echoed, "I don't agree!"

The other three instantly looked at Suval, only to see an extremely sinister sneer, "I don't agree, Mafa Merlin, and not only with that request, but rather, with the land allocation."

Weiss and Karl's gazes suddenly turned strange, they really couldn't understand what Suval could be dissatisfied about?

"Oh?" Lin Yun expressionlessly looked at Suval, only letting out a surprised sound.

"Our Black Tower doesn't want that land…" Suval reached out to the map and pointed at the area bordering the Wailing River, the most fertile area and the area allocated to the Black Tower, "Our Black Tower definitely doesn't want this area…"

"Then what area do you want?"

"The area allocated to the Merlin Family…"

Weiss, who was sitting next to Suval, thought he had misheard. He looked at Suval while shaking his head and instantly paled when he saw the area Suval was pointing to. That was the worst area of the Horn of Fertility.

Weiss was speechless.

"Our Black Tower must have this land, as for that so-called most fertile area, we will leave it for your Merlin Family…" Suval coldly smiled at Lin Yun as he heavily pounded on the table, "If you don't agree, I'll definitely not agree with your previous request."

Lin Yun's expression was very strange. He curiously looked at Suval for a moment before saying, "Sir Suval, I agree to your request…"

The meeting lasted for over half an hour and ended in a very strange atmosphere. Everyone, excluding Weiss, left the meeting room with a smile on their faces.

As for Weiss…

He was quickly becoming mad…

On the way back to camp, Weiss couldn't help but erupt with in a heavy voice, "Suval, you have to give me an explanation…"

If he didn't have some apprehension because of Suval's status, he would have already cursed him.

Nothing could be done about it, he was truly angry.

Mafa Merlin was obviously willing to give that fertile land to the Black Tower…

'Damnit, it's not easy to get benefits from Mafa Merlin's hands, and now, that idiot Suval gave up on those, and even had the Black Tower get the least benefits from the Horn of Fertility.'

'This is making me crazy…'

The Black Tower made the most effort and got the least amount of benefits.

"Explain what?" Suval expressionlessly looked at Weiss.

"Of course, what happened in the meeting room…" Weiss restrained his anger as he answered. He truly wanted to bash Suval's head against the ground to see if it was hollow or not.

'How could you be so stupid?'

"Hmpf, Weiss, you still haven't noticed that it was a plot…" Suval disdainfully sneered, "You think that damn Mafa Merlin has such good intentions?"

When the young mage suggested that plan in the meeting room, Suval realized that it was definitely a plot. How could that damn scoundrel give such great benefits to the Black Tower for nothing?

In fact, he had been wary of the young mage ever since he got burned in the Ghost Valley, no matter what the other side said, he wouldn't believe it.

Nothing could be done about that, he had truly suffered last time.

It was to the point that he still had nightmares about that powerful Lesser Lava Overlord.

"If you had experienced what I went through, you might have understood…" Seeing the doubt on Weiss' face, Suval secretly shook his head before saying, "After we put an end to the Thawing Fire Tribe, the Merlin Family took over 70% of the Ghost Valley. I once went to look for Mafa Merlin to wrestle a part of the land from him."

"Oh… He didn't give it to you?" Seeing the other side's serious expression, Weiss couldn't help frowning, it might not have been as simple as he imagined and there might have been an ulterior motive…

"He actually did…" Suval took a deep breath, his expression becoming even more unsightly, "I took people to that area, and everything was normal at first. But on the next night…"

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Suval couldn't help clenching his fists when he mentioned that matter.

"What happened on the next night?"

"Haha, I realized at the time that Mafa Merlin never even thought of giving up that area and wanted to kill me instead!" Suval looked livid as he angrily roared, "There was a damn Demon, a true Demon! Even I, as a 7th Rank Archmage, wasn't that Demon's match! I almost died in the Ghost Valley and barely escaped, yet that Mafa Merlin just stood on the side and watched…"

"So you think that the distribution plan suggested by Mafa Merlin is a plot?"

"It's not?"Weiss didn't know what to say. He took a deep look and then shook his head before turning and walking away…

'That Suval is truly too sensitive… Especially this time, he was so affected that he made the Black Tower suffer a loss. It looks like I have to suggest to Sir Harren that Suval should be removed from the Raging Flame Plane after this. If this continues, he will sooner or later cause an accident.'

As for what happened to Suval…

Weiss felt that the young mage had only been trying to teach Suval a lesson. It probably wasn't really aimed at the Black Tower.

After meeting with him so many times, he naturally knew that the young mage was a very clever person. Although it looked like he didn't care about anything and was always doing unexpected things, the young mage always had everything under control. How could he kill a member of the Black Tower if that didn't bring him any benefits?

Three days soon passed. The three major forces had dispatched their Planar Legions to their respective areas to rest and reorganize, and during that time, they sent resource collection teams to gather some natural resources.

Suval's unusual action three days ago made the Merlin Family earn the most fertile part of the Horn of Fertility, and during that time, Lin Yun had a new harvest.

To be more accurate, the resource collection team of the Merlin Family had findings that weren't insignificant at all. On the evening of the first day, they brought back some ores from nearby ore veins.

Lin Yun recognized one crimson piece of ore from that pile. He realized that Crimson Flame Gold Essence could be extracted from it, making him unexpectedly happy.

After all, even in the current Noscent, Crimson Flame Gold Essence wasn't particularly common.

Usually, a thumb-sized piece would sell at a very high price in an auction…

And the Horn of Fertility had an entire vein of it…

What Lin Yun cared about wasn't the wealth brought by that ore vein, but rather the fact that he was actually in need of some Crimson Flame Gold Essence.

If he had found Crimson Flame Gold Essence before coming to the Raging Flame Plane, he might not have had any use for it.

But it was different now.

After the Doom Staff's advancement and the birth of its Magic Tool Incarnation, Lin Yun had already reached the Artisan Realm, so he could now use Crimson Flame Gold Essence to forge the components that the Heaven Rank Puppet needed.

The matter of restoring the Heaven Puppet had always been on his mind. Last time he brought back many precious components from the Tulan Mountain Range and spent several days fixing the Heaven Puppet, but he was still short of some necessary parts. Because of this, the Heaven Puppet's strength was only comparable to that of a 5th Rank Archmage, which was far from his goal.

Based on his plan, once the set of parts was uniform, the puppet's strength would immediately leap to the peak of the Archmage realm.

But that was beyond Lin Yun's current capabilities. After all, he already knew that he would have to take a trip to the Puppet Plane to completely restore the puppet.

And he wasn't in a rush to go to the Puppet Plane. It was a plane comparable to the Undead Plane, and from a certain perspective, it might be even more dangerous than the Undead Plane. During the peak of the Magic Era, a few of the major forces of Noscent joined hands and spent a few decades before thoroughly conquering this plane, but no less than ten Heaven Rank powerhouses died in the process.

Although Lin Yun could easily crush High Ranked Archmages with his current strength, it would still be very dangerous if he rashly set foot on the Puppet Plane. If he was unlucky, he might even die there.

And thus, he was still waiting…

Only when he advanced to the Archmage realm could he use the true power of the Book of Death. Even if he met a few dangers in the Puppet Plane then, he should be able to escape unscathed…

Soon, Lin Yun realized that making the components for the Heaven Puppet was far more troublesome than he had expected. First, there was the issue with smelting the ore. The current Horn of Fertility was still a primitive land and there was nothing he could use to smelt metal.

To fix that problem, he had to gather enough ore and transport it to the closer Flame Frost Fort, but that trip itself would take an entire day.

But since Lin Yun had no other options, he could only do that…

Thus, the next day, Lin Yun personally went to Crimson Flame Gold Essence vein and gathered a large amount of manpower to harvest the ore and transport it. He then assigned Lahn to take care of the smelting process. After dealing with that, Lin Yun returned to camp, because he still had one important matter to take care of.

Planning the blueprint of the puppet was even more troublesome than smelting the ore.

It was to the point that it gave him a headache.

He planned on using the Crimson Flame Gold Essence to craft three core components. After thinking for a long time, he got a rough outline, but Lin Yun realized that in practice, the blueprint wasn't as easy as he had imagined…

After all, those were a Heaven Rank Puppet's components, something only a Saint Alchemist could craft. It wasn't in the domain of an Artisan. In all of Noscent, Lin Yun might be the only Artisan who would dare to try and craft a Heaven Puppet's component…

His alchemy knowledge transcended the entire era and he had come into contact with many puppet components at the end of the Magic Era. After thorough research and studies, he had gotten a deep understanding of how those components operated, as well as the theory behind it. With that, he believed he could craft components for a Heaven Puppet despite only being at the Artisan realm.

But, the process would be somewhat challenging.

In five days, he had drafted a total of twelve blueprints, but after carefully reviewing them, he discovered that each of those blueprints had some sort of problem.

They would barely be compatible with the Heaven Puppet, but their functions wouldn't be powerful enough, or they were powerful enough, but couldn't properly match with the Heaven Puppet…

Lin Yun felt a bit frustrated.

He spent three days reviewing his twelfth blueprint and made some specific changes before ultimately achieving the result he had been looking for.

He had also accumulated some experience from this first step and started trying to design blueprints for two other core components.

At this time, the three major forces were still reorganizing in the Horn of Fertility and had dispatched a few resource collection teams to explore every corner of the area. Lin Yun, who was immersed in his blueprints, was unaware, but something happened to the resource collection teams of the Merlin Family. They had gathered a large amount of magic materials and intended to carry them back to the Flame Demon Fort. But they had to go through the territory of the Watson Family, and as a result, conflicts arose.

And the Merlin Family definitely suffered some losses in that conflict. The group of fifty was definitely a decent force of mages, and the leader was a 7th Rank Archmage.

However, the Watson Family had four to five High Rank Archmages, and a young Archmage…

This Archmage was naturally the youthful Mark who had previously been sent to the Flame Demon Fort to bring up the idea of collaborating in the first place.

As a result of the conflict, two mages of the Merlin Family's resource collection team had died, and the captain was seriously injured.

This news infuriated all the officers of the Planar Legion when the Merlin Family's camp got wind of it. Some ill-tempered ones even shouted that they should make the Watson Family pay, but they were suppressed by Lahn Merlin, who rushed to the Watson Family to ask for an explanation. Their reply was that the Merlin's resource collection team had been secretly collecting resources that belonged to the Watson Family. They had only been taught a small lesson.

At that time, Lahn's face turned red as he shook from anger. He had just seen what being shameless truly meant. But no matter how angry he got, it was no use. The young commander had been cooped up in his living quarters recently and no one could disturb him, and he couldn't overpower all of them himself.

Helpless, Lahn could only endure…

But Lahn clearly understood that once the young mage was done with his business and learnt of this matter, the Watson Family would inevitably run out of luck. All he had to do was endure for the time being.

The party involved, namely Mark Watson, didn't realize that. On the 3rd day after the dispute, he came swaggering into the Merlin Family's camp on his own.

While going through the camp, Mark Watson sensed many hostile stares, but he didn't pay them any attention. As the only genius of the Watson Family who had become an Archmage before turning 35, the only people worth his attention were High Rank Archmages.

"Hmpf…" He coldly snorted, inwardly shaking his head as he quickened his pace, up until an aged silhouette blocked his path.

Mark greeted that person with a smile. "Sir Lahn, what a coincidence…"

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Chapter 528: Out of Luck

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"It is quite a coincidence…" Lahn had blocked Mark Watson's path. In fact, not long after Mark came to the camp, Lahn got a report telling him that Mark was looking for Mafa. Because of this, he positioned himself in front of the young mage's living quarters, planning to send Mark Watson away.

Lahn looked very disgruntled with the situation. He could hardly cover up his hostility as he looked at Mark. "Mark Watson, you killed Merlins and then dare to come to our camp? I do not care what you came here for, leave immediately!"

Lahn could naturally guess that what had happened three days earlier had been orchestrated by Mark Watson.

"Haha, Sir Lahn, that is wrong! Your Merlin Family made the first move. They stole what belonged to our Watson Family. Back then, I only planned on looking into it and having them hand over what they stole, but I hadn't expected that they would be unwilling to admit they were wrong, even in death. Nothing can be done about this… I loathe those kinds of people, so I taught them a lesson…" There was no shame on Mark's face. He was actually looking at Lahn with ridicule.

In fact, only Mark knew the truth behind this matter…

He truly didn't have a good opinion of the Merlin Family, only a deep disgust.

"Alright, Sir Lahn, I don't want to keep wasting time on this matter. Please step aside, I'm looking for Mafa Merlin…"

Lahn glanced at the living quarters behind him and frowned. "No way, High Mage Mafa is in the middle of…"

But before Lahn finished his sentence the thin young mage slowly came out of the barrack. And behind him was a sneaky Beastman carrying a Gold Essence Hammer with one hand as he massaged his eyes with the other, still looking sleepy. At that time, Lahn apologized, "High Mage Mafa, sorry for disturbing you…"

"What's going on?" The young mage frowned. He looked rather irritated as he glanced at Mark Watson, before finally looking at Lahn.

Lahn was instantly scared when he saw that expression… He couldn't help feeling nervous. He had provoked him three times just in the Winter Plane, yet the young mage hadn't looked so pissed any of those times. Lahn glanced at Mark and explained, "Mark Watson…"

"Very good!"

But Lahn was interrupted by Mark. The young Archmage disdainfully waved his arm and looked at Lin Yun with a cold expression. "Mafa Merlin, I came to give an explanation to you in person. I made a special trip to your Merlin Family's camp to discuss a certain matter with you…"

"What matter?"

"You should know that three days ago, your Merlin Family resource collection team showed their poor upbringing and stole a large amount of materials from our Watson Family's territory. However, they have already received proper punishment…"

"Oh? Something like that happened?"

The exchange between Mark Watson and Lin Yun made Lahn react furiously. He flew into a rage and shouted with a flushed face, "Nonsense! Mark Watson, you are full of sh*t!"

Lahn Merlin looked at Lin Yun and indignantly said, "High Mage Mafa, this isn't what happened. Our Merlin Family possesses the most fertile area of the Horn of Fertility! How could we care about the Watson Family's pathetic resources? The resource collection team was transporting the haul back to the Flame Demon Fort, but when they passed through the territory of the Watson Family, their path was blocked. Not only were the resources stolen, but most of the people were injured, and two members of the team even died…"

Lahn had personally looked for the 7th Rank Archmage Captain and realized what had happened.

Hearing the other side distorting the truth once again, he truly went berserk.

'That damn Mark Watson is just shameless beyond comparison…'

"Haha, Sir Lahn, you can't make such irresponsible remarks, you have to back up your words with evidence. If you don't have any proof, please hold your tongue." Mark dismissed Lahn's claims before turning to look at Lin Yun. "Mafa Merlin, although your Family's resource collection team has already been punished accordingly, this is still far from enough. Your Merlin Family has to compensate our Watson Family for your mistake."

"Compensate?"

"Yes… Take out a third of the land that your Merlin Family claimed here and give it to our Watson Family and we shall not look into this any longer."

"Haha…" Lin Yun chuckled, his expression becoming grave as he looked at the chatterbox in front of him. "Sir Mark, I have to say… Do you really think you are so great?"

Lin Yun was in an awful mood at this moment.

Before Mark had arrived, he had been in his living quarters researching blueprints, repeatedly having to toss them away one after another when he realized that there were problems with each one. This made him somewhat impatient. Still, he managed, with great difficulty, to find some clues. But he hadn't expected some loud, quarrelling voices to break out outside his living quarters.

At first, he didn't care why they were fighting. The only thing he cared about was that his train of thought had been interrupted…

Although he had accumulated enough experience after finishing the blueprint of the first component, he still spent a lot of time on the second one.

It took about four days, and when he was finally about to succeed, he was suddenly disturbed. One could well imagine how angry he was…

In fact, he already had already been feeling murderous when he came out of the tent and saw Mark Watson.

But thinking of the cooperation between the Merlin Family and the Watson Family regarding the Ancestor's ruins, he resisted the urge to attack Mark.

"Mafa Merlin, do you know who you are talking to?"

Unfortunately, the young genius from the Watson Family's Ancestral Land didn't know that he was already treading further and further down the path to death. When he heard Lin Yun questioning his prestige, Mark's face distorted in rage. He tightened his grip onto his magic staff and coldly glared at Lin Yun. "It doesn't matter that you are a 6th Rank High Mage. Even if you had advanced to the Archmage realm, I could still crush you in an instant…"

'That damn Mafa Merlin is really courting death! Does he not know how terrifying the fury of an Archmage is? He actually dares to recklessly provoke me…'

With his special status as commander of the Merlin Family, if Mafa had provoked him before, he wouldn't have dared to attack, as it could influence the capture of the Horn of Fertility.

But now…

The horn of Fertility had already been captured, and he no longer had anything to be worried about.

Furthermore, the power of the Merlin Family in the Horn of Fertility was simply pathetically weak. They only had five or six Archmages here, and besides Peak 4th Rank Archmage Lahn, they no longer had any presentable powerhouses.

The difference between the two Families was clearly visible.

Including Mark himself, the Watson Family had over ten powerful Archmages here, and there was even one that had become a High Rank Archmage many years ago, his own teacher.

His teacher alone might be enough to crush the power of the Merlin Family in the Horn of Fertility.

Thus, Mark Watson was completely unrestrained.

Ridicule could be seen on Mark Watson's face. "Even if you know that I was framing the Merlin Family and deliberately looked for an excuse to kill some of your members, so what? You have no proof, there is no point in talking about it. Alright, I can't be bothered to argue with you. If you are tactful, you'll do as I said and transfer that piece of land to our Watson Family. Otherwise, your Merlin Family will definitely run out of luck…"

"I think that before our Merlin Family runs out of luck, you'll be the first to do so…"

"I'll be the first? With what? Just you? Mafa…" Mark sneered as he looked at Lin Yun as if he had heard the strangest joke in the world, unable to suppress a chuckle. "I want to see how you are going to do that…"

'An insignificant High Mage dares to threaten me… This is just ridiculous!'

"Oh, you really want to see, Sir Mark?" Lin Yun asked.

"See what?"

"Sir Mark, your memory is really bad, I shall naturally let you see how I'm going to make you run out of luck," Lin Yun said in a low voice while smirking.

'Not only did that scoundrel interrupt my train of thought at a crucial time, he made such a disgusting move against the Merlin Family.'

"Xiuban, the task to make Sir Mark here run out of luck shall be handed over to you…" Lin Yun glanced at the Draconic Beastman next to him and frowned when he saw his sleepy appearance.

"Why is it always me?" Xiuban whined as he massaged his eyes.

"Because you are sleeping too much…"

"Alright… Sir Merlin…" Facing this blunt answer, the Draconic Beastman lacked the strength to retort, but he really wanted to say that he wasn't sleeping too much, he just liked sleeping…

Xiuban massaged his eyes and slowly moved towards Mark Watson while carrying Carnage.

"Remember, if you can't make him run out of luck, then the one running out of luck will be you…"

When he heard that sentence coming from behind him, Xiuban instantly started sweating while feeling oddly motivated. He couldn't help tightening his grip on Carnage before turning his head and saying, "Sir Merlin, you can rest assured…"

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Xiuban then turned towards Mark Watson with his signature gloating expression.

'For Lord Xiuban to not run out of luck, I can only deal with you. Don't blame Sir Xiuban… Who told you to provoke Sir Merlin, such a ruthless person, for no reason? Do you really hate your life?'

"With just you?"

Mark Watson, however, only felt weirded out by the strange gaze of his counterpart.

But he quickly ignored that feeling, because a Peak Expert Swordsman wasn't worthy of his attention.

Let alone a Peak Expert Swordsman, even a normal Sword Saint wouldn't be worth his attention.

He could crush those at will…

He suddenly thought, 'This Mafa Merlin is very interesting, he actually sent such a weak Beastman to deal with me.'

Although a Peak Expert Swordsman was considered decently powerful, he didn't amount to much in Mark Watson's eyes.

"What is it?" Xiuban seemed a bit bemused by Marks reaction.

"You seem to be a Raging Flame Beastman captured by Mafa Merlin who then chose to follow him, right?" Mark sneered. "I advise you to immediately leave him. He isn't worth your time. He's clearly sending you to your death. It would be better to follow me, since I can help you become a Sword Saint…"

Mark felt that this Raging Flame Beastman was too unfortunate, having no choice but to follow Mafa Merlin.

He could see how poorly Mafa treated that Beastman… It seemed like he was always tormenting him. Had Mark not paid attention to details, he wouldn't have noticed that he was a Raging Flame Beastman.

If that Beastman chose to follow him, it wouldn't be long until he became a Sword Saint. Moreover, he might be able to become a High Rank Sword Saint in the future.

It was a waste to leave someone with good aptitudes like this in the hands of the Merlin Family.

"No, no, no, Sir Merlin is treating me well, how could he want to kill me?" The Draconic Beastman was suddenly scared, and he went pale as he denied Mark's words vehemently.

Even if Lin Yun wanted to kill Xiuban, Xiuban wouldn't dare to resist, because that would definitely make his death much worse.

'F*ck, who would choose to follow you! Aren't you trying to kill me with your words? If Lord Xiuban had even a thought of accepting, Sir Merlin would inevitably sense it with the soul contract and I would definitely meet a terrible end…

'Fortunately, Lord Xiuban's willpower is very resolute.'

Unconsciously, Xiuban started developing feelings of resentment towards Mark.

Mark feeling extremely regretful at this moment, thinking that it was quite a shame that he had to eliminate this potential resource. He couldn't help sighing, "Forget it…"Xiuban didn't have time to leisurely chat with Mark Watson, as he still had Lin Yun's warning clearly in mind. If he didn't make that white-robed mage run out of luck, then he would be the one running out of luck. This thought sent a shiver down Xiuban's spine. He resolved that he would extinguish Syudos sooner or later.

After a roar, Xiuban's red skin darkened. He even looked as if he was wrapped in flames and was emitting a burning aura as he tightly held Carnage in his hands and suddenly swung it at Mark Watson.

Mark actually shook his head. He had truly overestimated this Raging Flame Beastman who was resorting to just brute force to prevail over his opponent. He didn't seem to know a thing about martial arts or technique, a complete simpleton. Even if he became a Sword Saint, he wouldn't be very useful.

Mark tightened his grip on the magic staff and suddenly emitted powerful mana fluctuations from his body. With a gentle wave of his staff, a spark appeared and quickly expanded before turning into Flame Shackles rushing towards the Draconic Beastman with powerful momentum.

In Mark's eyes, a Flame Shackles spell was more than enough to deal with an Expert Swordsman.

It wasn't surprising for him to think that way, as the mana of an Archmage was hundreds of times denser than that of a High Mage, and the might of a mage's spells was based on his mana density.

But then…

Just when that 2nd Tier Spell reached Xiuban, a loud roar echoed and countless runes appeared on his body, instantly absorbing the flames. Xiuban suddenly leapt forwards and was already less than ten meters away from Mark Watson.

'What?'

Mark was stunned. The Flame Shackles that he, an Archmage, had cast, hadn't had any effect on the Raging Flame Beastman.

'Wait… Isn't he a Raging Flame Beastman?'

At this time, Mark suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake.

He had been in the Raging Flame Plane for a long time and knew that Raging Flame Beastmen were born with extreme fire resistance as well as terrifying control over fire. They could even summon powerful Flame Elementals.

He had truly been careless to make such a mistake.

"Haha, you won't be so lucky next time…" Mark shook his head. He had to give up on the fire spells, which he was most proficient in, so he started chanting a spell. A cold aura began to spread all over the place. He waved his hand and countless ice fragments formed around him before condensing into Frost Spikes.

The sharp Frost Spikes flickered with blue light as they streaked through the air.

But…

Once again, against Mark's expectations, Xiuban didn't bother dodging, yet those Frost Spikes didn't leave any traces on his body.

At this point, Lahn had a look of disbelief on his face. The Beastman was obviously only a Peak Expert Swordsman, and although he was only half a step away from the Sword Saint realm, this was still far from being comparable to a genuine Archmage.

Moreover, Mark clearly wasn't an ordinary Archmage. Instant casting a dozen Frost Spikes like that would be enough to make many newly advanced Archmages flustered.

This Beastman didn't even dodge… This wasn't logical.

But there was something even more illogical…

After receiving a dozen Frost Spikes, not a single wound could be seen on his body. Lahn couldn't help but wonder how frightening his magic resistance was.

Lin Yun was the only one still relatively calm and was not surprised by the Draconic Beastman's performance.

He had personally seen Xiuban's magic resistance when the latter fused with the Three-Headed Golden Dragon's drop of blood. Back then, Xiuban had just become an Expert Swordsman, yet he only suffered a nosebleed when taking on a power comparable to that of a Peak High Mage.

And now, the Draconic Beastman was standing at the peak of the Expert Swordsman realm. Mark's Frost Spikes simply couldn't injure him.

Unless Mark used a 7th Tier Spell, he would barely be able to inflict superficial injuries.

But he clearly didn't have enough time now…

Even the shortest 7th Rank Spell would take at least eight seconds to cast, while there was less than a second before Carnage would smash into him, and it could easily crush his body.

"Hell!" Mark cursed, somewhat in a hurry. Although he was already an Archmage and had no fewer than ten defensive spells enchanted around his body, he had no confidence that they would be able to withstand the blow.

Running out of options, he waved his arm and a dazzling light emitted from his magic staff as the mana crystal at the top emitted a fascinating light halo. In an instant, three Ice Walls rose up from the ground in front of Mark.

But…

"Rumble…"

The three Ice Walls immediately shattered as the Draconic Beastman used his incomparably tyrannical power to crush them. They weren't able to reduce Carnage's momentum as it smashed into Mark's chest.

Mark hadn't been able to react as he'd just finished casting his Ice Walls. He had an extremely complicated expression on his face as he was sent flying by Carnage… It was a mixture of shock, fear, and disbelief. Then, three loud sounds echoed as Mark's body broke through three rooms before falling on the ground, a few dozen meters away.

"Cough, cough…"

Mark Watson's face was devoid of blood. He covered his mouth with a hand, but he couldn't stop more blood from flowing as he coughed. It trickled down his fingers and tainted his white robe. As Mark looked down at his robe, and he couldn't help feeling lucky. It was quite fortunate that his enchantments had been focused around his chest, or he might have already lost his life…

That power was too frightening…

To Mark, it didn't feel like he was facing a Raging Flame Beastman, but rather an adult Dragon. His heart was still beating loudly even now.

How could there be such a Beastman in the world?

'Hold on… That wouldn't be a Dragon capable of transforming, right?'

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Chapter 530: Suffer In Silence

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"Sir Merlin, you… You saw…" Xiuban didn't even worry about that guy's life and hurriedly rushed back to Lin Yun's side, Carnage in hand.

"Good, Xiuban, it seems you aren't running out of luck…" Lin Yun smiled and pointed at Mark Watson. "Before going to sleep, throw that guy out of the camp…"

After saying so, Lin Yun turned and looked at Lahn Merlin. "Sir Lahn, how is the smelting going?"

"Eh… Oh, there is no problem, it is going very smoothly…" Hearing Lin Yun's question, Lahn was suddenly roused from his shock. He hadn't expected that this Beastman usually following the young mage was so incredibly powerful. With just one hammer swing, he was able to incapacitate an Archmage.

"Good, then have the Crimson Flame Gold Essence sent to the camp in three days." Lin Yun nodded before turning to walk into his living quarters.

The Draconic Beastman had gone back to Mark Watson and was about to drag him out, when a hysterical roar suddenly echoed. "Mafa Merlin, you f*cker! You are just a b*stard! I… I swear I won't let you off!"

Xiuban turned his head and saw Lin Yun, who was about to enter his living quarters, suddenly stop and look over. No matter how much of a simpleton Xiuban was, he knew what had to be done.

"Idiot, you dare to insult Sir Merlin, that's asking for death… You are truly asking to die!" The voice of the Draconic Beastman was followed by thuds and smacks, which were accompanied by loud screams. It only stopped when Xiuban noticed that Lin Yun had disappeared into his living quarters. Only then did Xiuban wipe the cold sweat off his forehead before shaking his head at the young, bloody man in front of him.

'Although Lord Xiuban agrees with what you just said, Lord Xiuban is also helpless. But seriously saying such words in front of Sir Merlin, you truly don't want to live…'

In the end, the Draconic Beastman held Carnage with one hand and grabbed Mark Watson's robe with his other hand. He dragged him out of the camp like a dead animal and ruthlessly threw him out.

As he was lying there on the ground, Mark Watson truly felt like crying…

But he knew he had to endure. He could only let it out once he met his teacher…

Indeed, he was planning on reporting this matter to his teacher, who had become a High Rank Archmage many years ago. He would ask him to take care of Mafa Merlin!

"Mafa Merlin, wait for me…"

Mark Watson turned towards the Merlin Family's camp and after a long glance, an icy smile appeared on his face. After resting for a while, he slowly dragged his body back to the Watson Family's camp while cursing the whole way.

By the time he was back, quite a while had passed. He quickly found the incomparably huge living area within the camp. "Teacher Rhett…"

"Mark? What is it?" An aged voice came from the living quarters. "Come in first…"

"Yes, Teacher…"

Mark entered with apprehension, deeply lowering his head. He was still wearing his white robe, which was now covered in blood and soil.

There was only one old man within these huge living quarters. He was a thin, old man with a grizzled beard and wearing a gray robe. He didn't look particularly special, but the young genius' attitude towards him, as well as the pressure that he emitted, indicated that this definitely wasn't an ordinary old man.

"What is it?"

Rhett looked at Mark Watson's current appearance and couldn't help frowning, his eyes becoming somewhat icy.

"Tea… Teacher… The commander of the Merlin Family, Mafa Merlin, called me to their camp this afternoon to talk about something. But by the time I reached their camp, those damn Merlins insulted the Watson Family in front of me. I naturally couldn't let it go, so I started arguing with them, but those guys were completely unreasonable and didn't even put Teacher in their eyes."

Mark acted very humble and deeply lowered his head. He had already prepared a good excuse and described himself as being a victim of bullying.

He naturally wouldn't say that he had been beaten by a Peak 9th Rank Expert Swordsman… And a Beastman at that…

That was too shameful…

After hearing Mark's story, the old man's expression didn't change at all as he calmly studied Mark. After half a minute, he broke the silence. "Mark, tell me the truth, did you take the initiative to go to the Merlin Family?"

Mark felt a surge of apprehension when he heard this, and he even started stammering. "Eh… This… Teacher… You…"

He hadn't expected that the lie he had been crafting on his way back would be exposed by his teacher, Rhett.

"Haha…"

Seeing how Mark reacted, Rhett got the answer he wanted and helplessly shook his head. He naturally understood the character of his disciple. He couldn't have been invited by the Merlin Family. Most likely, he had gone to their camp to cause trouble.

"Teacher, I… I was wrong…"

"Alright Mark, I understand what happened. No one can bully my disciples without paying the price, and the Merlin Family is no exception…" Rhett gently waved his hand with a disdainful expression. "The Merlin Family's commander is that youth called Mafa? I heard he was only a 6th Rank High Mage."

Although Rhett had many disciples with no lack of outstanding Archmages among them, the one he cared the most about was definitely Mark Watson.

At 35, he had already become an Archmage. There were very few such geniuses in the entire Andlusa Kingdom.

This cherished disciple would definitely become a High Rank Archmage… It was only a matter of time.

Mark might be able to surpass him In less than a hundred years.

The pampered disciple that would inherit his legacy in the future was now looking like this. How could he not get angry?

Although he didn't show it, he was extremely angry.

"Yes, Mafa Merlin is only a 6th Rank High Mage…" Mark was stunned at first before starting to feel happy. He suppressed the excitement within his heart and answered his teacher's question with a gentle tone.

From his teacher's words, he knew that Mafa Merlin would run out of luck…

Mark understood the best how terrifying his teacher his was.

Rhett had already been a High Rank Archmage for a few decades, and ten years ago, in a Planar War, Rhett had overwhelmingly defeated two hostile High Rank Archmages and reversed the course of the war. Ever since then, Rhett became a Representative of the Watson Family's Ancestral Land Council.

But Mark, who was feeling overjoyed, suddenly recalled something. His expression suddenly became more muted as he said, "Teacher, this Mafa Merlin seems to have a pretty good relationship with the Black Tower…"

To be more accurate, he recalled his meeting with Weiss in the Flame Demon Fort a month ago.

Back then, Weiss was very friendly with Mafa Merlin.

This couldn't help but make Mark question what sort of relationship there was between Mafa Merlin and the Black Tower.

If there was no special relationship, then as a 6th Rank High Mage, Mafa would be nothing more than an insignificant obstacle, and there would be no problem if he was killed by Rhett.

But if by any chance…

"Haha, you don't need to be worried about this…" Rhett glanced at his disciple and grinned. "There is no use even if Mafa Merlin truly is on good terms with the Black Tower. They only care about benefits. As long as they feel like it's more beneficial to do so, the Black Tower will definitely abandon Mafa Merlin. Alright, Mark, let me handle this matter. You have been injured so heavily, you should go rest…" Rhett was already coming up with a plan as he said this.

In fact, he had come here after the three major forces captured the Horn of Fertility and naturally knew that the Merlin Family was occupying the most fertile area.

He had some designs on that fertile area.

If the Watson Family could obtain that land, it would mean an increase in the steady flow of resources, ores, and other alchemy materials. The power of the Watson Family would quickly increase and they would be able to pull ahead of the other forces.

But he had some apprehensions…

The agreement between both Families' Ancestral Lands to go to the Volcanic Mountain Range and explore the ruins left behind by the Ancestor had yet to be carried out. Only the power of the Merlin Family's Ancestral Land could make him so afraid, especially that Oren Merlin who had been alive for close to a millennium. A certain Heaven Rank of the Watson Family had once fought a fierce battle against Oren, and he had not been able to defeat him.

It was bound to have a great impact if he rashly made a move against the Merlin Family's Planar Legion in the Horn of Fertility. Those powerhouses of the Ancestral Land would most likely be dispatched.

The gains definitely wouldn't make up for the losses.

Thus, he had to think of a way to plunder their resources while weakening the Merlin Family and also forcing them to suffer in silence.

But would there be such an easy method where he could get the best of both worlds?

However…

Earlier Mark had said: "Mafa Merlin seems to have a pretty good relationship with the Black Tower…"

This gave Rhett an idea. 'Right, how could I forget the Black Tower?'

The Watson Family could unite with the Black Tower to handle the Merlin Family in the Horn of Fertility and divide their fertile land.

He didn't particularly mind the division of the benefits. The key point here was to cripple the Merlin Family's influence.

Thinking about it…

If the Black Tower was the one making a move on the Merlin Family, no matter how unreasonable the people of the Ancestral Land were, would they dare to retaliate against the Black Tower?

They would only be able to suffer in silence.

As for Mafa Merlin, whether he had a good relationship with the Black Tower or not, Rhett truly didn't care.

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Chapter 531: What Do You Mean?

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After all, the Black Tower was known for putting benefits above all else. It could almost be said that they wouldn't let go of any benefits that might be within reach. The Black Tower would definitely agree to plunder the Merlin Family's resources.

But he still had to test the attitude of the Black Tower…

"Yes, Teacher…"

A few minutes after Mark left, Rhett also walked out of the barracks and headed towards the Black Tower's camp.

He trudged through that visibly less fertile land until he arrived at his destination.

"Hello, I am Rhett Watson, from the Watson Family's Ancestral Land. I would like to speak with Sir Weiss or Sir Suval about a very important matter…"

"Alright, follow me…"

A 9th Rank High Mage took Rhett Watson to the center of the camp before stopping in front of some luxurious living quarters. '"You can find Sir Suval inside…"

"Thank you…"

Rhett nodded at the 9th Rank High Mage before walking in and meeting an old man who seemed to be similar in age to himself. With a respectful expression, he said, "Sir Suval, I'm sorry for disturbing you…"

He knew some information about that old man. Three hundred years ago, he had defeated all the young geniuses of the Andlusa Kingdom in a tyrannical way. By the time he was middle-aged, he had already become a 7th Rank Archmage, smoothly entered the Black Tower's Council, and become acclaimed as the person with the best chances of being next to assume the leadership of the Black Tower.

Unfortunately, Santon Merlin had suddenly appeared and thoroughly shattered Suval's legend, severing his magic path by forcing him to remain at the 7th Rank of the Archmage realm for life.

If he suggested his idea to this old Representative, it was highly unlikely for him to be refused.

After all…

Suval was someone who could have reached the Heaven realm, but had remained at the 7th Rank for three hundred years. How could he not hate the Merlin Family?

This matter would definitely be in the bag…

"Oh, turns out it's Sir Rhett, is there something you need?" Suval was puzzled as he looked at Rhett. Although they had met a few days ago, they weren't familiar with each other…

"Haha, I came here on behalf of the Watson Family to suggest working together with the Black Tower. I believe this proposition will interest you."

"Oh?" Suval answered in an aloof tone. To tell the truth, although the Watson Family was considered one of Okland's top-notch forces, it was definitely inferior when compared to the Black Tower. It had definitely been unexpected for the Black Tower to choose to cooperate with the Watson Family and the Merlin Family.

Had it been any other time, would the formidable Black Tower ever deign to work with those two Families?

Thus, Suval had no interest after hearing Rhett's words. It seemed to him that the Watson Family had tasted the fruits of benefits in this recent cooperation and wanted to once again use the power of the Black Tower for more profit.

This made Suval look down upon him…

"The Merlin Family only has one Planar Legion in the Horn of Fertility. It consists of roughly two thousand people, including about five Archmages. They don't have a single High Rank Archmage, yet the Merlin Family occupies the richest land. Sir Suval, you should understand what I mean?"

"What do you mean?" Suval's expression slowly sank as he frowned.

'Sure enough…'

Seeing Suval's expression, Rhett instantly knew that this aged Representative felt the same way he did. "Sir Suval, what do you think? With the Watson Family and the Black Tower acting together, we can easily annihilate the Merlin Family's forces. Once that fertile land is in our hands, our Watson Family would be content with a small portion…"

After finishing, Rhett calmly looked at Suval, waiting for the other side's answer.

He felt that the Black Tower had no reason to decline.

Moreover, Suval had a personal grudge against the Merlin Family that couldn't be quelled. Whether it was from a private point of view or from the point of view of the Black Tower, he couldn't decline this suggestion.

The presence of the Merlin Family in the Horn of Fertility could only be described as pathetically weak. They would only need to exert themselves a bit to easily eliminate them and gain the most fertile land of the Horn of Fertility, which represents a huge wealth of resources.

But what awaited Rhett was a cold sneer.

"Haha…"

Suval's expression became extremely unpleasant. He examined Rhett before saying with an ice-cold voice, "I really didn't expect this."

"Oh?" Rhett was surprised at Suval's odd reaction… It looked more like he was forcing himself to suppress his anger.

How could he become angry when presented with such a good offer?

This made no sense…

'Wait…'

'Did Mafa Merlin have such a good relationship with the Black Tower? Or have they made some sort of agreement?'

But how could this be?

Mafa Merlin was only a 6th Rank High Mage, nothing more than cannon fodder in the Raging Flame Plane. Would he be worth the Black Tower's protection?

"Sir Suval, this is a really rare opportunity…" Thinking about it, Rhett couldn't understand why Suval reacted like that.

"Enough!"

This time, Suval was like an enraged lion. He was clenching his fists while emitting a cold aura as he roared, "Rhett Watson! It looks like you have no good intentions! I managed to trade for this territory after going through great difficulties, yet you want me to go and fight Mafa Merlin! Are you trying to send me in a trap? Oh! I understand, your Watson Family must have united with that scoundrel to trick me…"

"I… I… How could I trick you? You must have misunderstood!" Rhett's face was devoid of blood and he couldn't help shrinking away under Suval's roar.

Although he was a 7th Rank Archmage just like Suval, the other side's identity was too special…

He was a Representative of the Black Tower, and excluding Harren, the one with the most experience. If he carelessly offended that person, the Watson Family would inevitably run out of luck.

But he truly couldn't understand what Suval meant when he said those words.

'Plundering the Merlin Family's land and helping you benefit, how is that tricking you? This is f*cking illogical…'

Rhett's mind was in chaos as Suval gradually suppressed his anger. Although he had a sinister expression, he wasn't as angry as before.

The Representative of the Black Tower took a deep breath and looked at Rhett indifferently. "Alright, I don't want to take care of the problem between your Watson Family and the Merlin Family, but trying to trick me is definitely courting death…"

Suval had already regained his reason and recalled that the relationship between the Watson Family and the Merlin Family was like fire and water. These two Families had been fighting each other ever since they established themselves in the kingdom, fighting each other to their last gasp. It was very unlikely that they would join hands to trick him.

'Perhaps the Watson Family isn't familiar with the situation and is just trying to use this good opportunity to capture the Merlin Family's land… This would really be a case of bringing trouble to oneself…'

'Besides, regardless of whether your Watson Family can defeat the Merlin Family's Planar Legion, just the danger in the land that Mafa Merlin had given up to me before would have annihilated your Watson Family.'

It couldn't be helped that Suval was so apprehensive. He had experienced the young mage's methods not long ago in the Ghost Valley. He was just like the Watson Family now… He'd thought of getting land from the young mage's hands, but what was the result?

Not only did he fail to get the land, but he almost died there…

It was to the point that he now had a shadow in his mind and couldn't help feeling fear whenever he recalled those matters.

'Do you think taking advantage of the crafty Mafa Merlin is that easy?'

But Suval didn't plan on warning the Watson Family…

He had no good opinion of the Watson Family to begin with, and they even wanted to drag him down now, whether they realized it or not. Not attacking them was already showing a modicum of respect for the Watson Family.

Since they wanted to take advantage of Mafa Merlin, he would let this reckless Family suffer a loss. That way they would learn from their mistakes.

"Alright, Rhett Watson, if there is nothing else, please leave…" Suval coldly glanced at Rhett.

"Okay, okay…"

Rhett nodded with an extremely strange expression before turning to walk out. He was feeling completely baffled. 'Suval actually refused such a good offer…'

Rhett really couldn't understand. This matter would definitely bring huge profits with no risk. It was perfect, so how could one decline?

'Has he gone crazy? Why would he react like that after hearing this offer unless he has gone crazy? It was like he thought I was harming him…'

But, this trip wasn't without gain… From Suval's words, he was able to figure out that Mafa Merlin's relationship with the Black Tower wasn't as good as he'd imagined. Moreover, the Black Tower didn't want to be involved in the issues between the two Families…

Although Suval had erupted in anger, Rhett was a lot more relaxed. He was no longer apprehensive of the Black Tower intervening, so he could deal with Mafa Merlin without worry.

Rhett Watson soon returned to the Watson Family's camp and remained in his living quarters to think of a way to deal with the current situation. Clearly, he couldn't brazenly attack the Merlin Family at this time, because that would cause a conflict between the two forces.

But that damned Mafa Merlin had made his cherished disciple so miserable. He couldn't be let off, no matter what.

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"Sir Rhett…"

As Rhett was at his wits' end, a clear voice echoed outside his living quarters, making a smile appear on his aged face, "Sir Arthus, please come in…"

As Rhett finished his sentence, a tall and sturdy figure wearing a black robe entered the living quarters, a cold aura radiating from his body.

"Sir Arthus, your timing is perfect…"

"Oh?"

"There is something I need to discuss with you…" Rhett smiled and briefly explained what had happened and his plan to teach a lesson to Mafa Merlin.

"Haha, so that's how it is…" The black-robed man laughed sinisterly.

"Sir Arthus, do you have any good ideas?" Rhett took a deep look at Arthus with a respectful attitude.

As a Representative of the Watson Family's Ancestral Land Council, there were very few people in the Watson Family that could make him treat them as equals.

But that black-robed Arthus was definitely one of them…

In fact, Arthus wasn't a member of the Watson Family, Rhett only knew that Arthus came to the Watson Family two hundred years ago and followed the successive generations of Patriarchs, ensuring that the Patriarch was always safe. Beside the Ancestral Land and the successive Patriarchs, few people knew of Arthus' existence.

It was said that the reason why Arthus stayed in the Watson Family and worked hard without complaining was because of some deceased Watson Ancestor. Although that ancestor hadn't appeared for several hundred years, Arthus still abided by his promise and greatly contributed to the Watson Family for the past two hundred years.

Naturally, this wasn't the only reason he could gain Rhett Watson's respect, the most important reason was that Arthus was a 7th Rank Sword Saint with Demonic bloodline. Just in terms of power, Rhett wouldn't dare say that he could defeat Arthus…

The Demonic bloodline was Arthus' special feature and Rhett had heard someone say that Arthus' paternal grandfather was half-demon half-human. Arthus had apparently inherited this bloodline. Although his Demonic Bloodline had already thinned, he was able to stay in Demon Shape for a short time.

Once, a hostile force sent a Peak 7th Rank Sword Saint to assassinate a Patriarch of the Watson Family, but he was blocked by Arthus in his Demon Shape and the Patriarch remained completely unharmed.

From this it can be seen how powerful Arthus was.

"Sir Rhett, I feel that we can give it a try…" Arthus hoarsely laughed, "Let me deal with that matter. You should know of my abilities, if I briefly use my Demon Shape and attack the Merlin Family's camp, I might be able to take advantage of the chaos to grab Mafa Merlin and return. At that time, the Merlin Family would only know that a Demon attacked them and wouldn't think that it had been caused by our Watson Family…"

That innate ability had always been his pride.

This time, he had followed Karl Watson to the Horn of Fertility and naturally had a rough understanding of the power of the Merlin Family's camp, there were a few Archmages but no High Rank Archmage powerhouse. Wouldn't it be simple for him to capture Mafa Merlin?

He felt that this matter would be extremely easy.

Moreover, he had always been with Patriarch Karl and naturally heard that the young mage kept being greedy during the negotiations with Patriarch Karl in the Flame Demon Fort…

"I shall trouble you then, Sir Arthus…" Rhett nodded with a smile. He had thought of this the instant Arthus came in. But he felt that it would be too rude to suggest it. Fortunately, Arthus was loyal and devoted to the Watson Family and didn't try to dodge this matter.

It was time for that damn Mafa Merlin to run out of luck.

After all, in his Demon Shape, Arthus' strength reached the peak of the 7th Rank, capturing the 6th Rank High Mage Mafa Merlin would be effortless task, he could easily do this.

Moreover, he wouldn't leave any clue behind, so even if the Merlin Family's Ancestral Land suspected the Watson Family, there was nothing they could do with no proof, they could only suffer in silence.

This was definitely a perfect plan.

"Sir Rhett, there is no need to stand on ceremony. I shall now go fetch Mafa Merlin…" Arthus sneered, emitting an icy aura. After saying those words, he turned into a dark light and quickly rushed out of the Watson Family's camp.

He was above the Merlin Family's camp ten minutes later.

As he looked as the neatly arranged living quarters, he quickly locked onto a special one. At this time, a thick aura of sulfur spread from his body as the black robe instantly burst and long fingernails grew from the tips of his fingers, looking extremely malevolent. Long fangs flickered with a dark light as a bloodthirsty aura spread. With a sinister roar, he dove down towards those living quarters.

Arthus completely looked like a Demon.

"Roar…"

But at this time, a deafening Dragon Roar suddenly echoed, countless ice fragments condensed in the sky as a silver white silhouette flashed on the horizon and with an extremely quick speed, charged towards Arthus.

"What!"

The Demon Shaped Arthus was instantly stunned, he naturally recognized that it was an adult Frost Dragon, which seemed stronger than him.

Then, a Dragon Claw unhurriedly slashed over.

"Rumble…"

Arthus didn't even have time to react before being hit by a terrifying power. He lost control of his body and was sent flying, before crashing into the ground. Another deafening sound echoed as a ten meters deep hole appeared on the ground. The originally Demon Shaped Arthus had already recovered his human appearance and was losing blood all over, he looked terrible.

"Hell, f*cking hell…"

The seriously injured Arthus cursed before crawling out of the hole, roughly panting. He turned to look at the distant Merlin Family's camp with extreme fear. That Frost Dragon was truly too frightening…

He was still fearful even now…

Fortunately, he had been in his Demon Shape, otherwise he would have lost his life to that claw…

Thinking of this, Arthus wiped the sweat off his forehead. He didn't dare to stay there and roused his Aura to its peak to quickly fly to the Watson Family's camp.

Ten minutes later, the miserable Arthus rushed into Rhett's living quarters, "Rhett, Rhett! Our intelligence made a mistake, the Merlin Family isn't as simple as we thought, they are definitely hidding a Frost Dragon, f*cking damnit…"

"This… This…"

Seeing Arthus covered in blood, Rhett was clearly dumbfounded, it took him over ten seconds to react to Arthus' words. With disbelief, he said, "How could this be? A Dragon that could injure you to that extent should be at least level 38…"

He simply couldn't believe Arthus' words, he had some understanding of the Merlin Family's side, and had never heard of the Merlin Family having such a terrifying Dragon under their command.

After all, how could a noble existence like a Dragon remain in the Merlin Family?

"You don't believe me?" Arthus sounded exasperated, he had almost lost his life while doing a favor to Rhett, yet the latter didn't trust his words. He couldn't help feeling somewhat angry, "My injuries should be the best proof, yet you still think I'm deceiving you?"

"Alright… I believe you. Sir Arthus, you should go rest first…" Sensing Arthus' anger, Rhett tactfully didn't mention the Dragon matter and quickly put a smile on his face before taking out a few precious potions from his pocket, "These should help you recover…"

"Hmpf!" After coldly snorting, Arthus took the potions from Rhett's hands, his anger somewhat alleviated. Taking out such precious potions proved Rhett Watson's sincerity…

"Phew…" As he watched Arthus leave, Rhett let out a relieved sigh, a doubtful expression appearing on his face, 'How could there be a Dragon?'

At the same time, Lin Yun was briefed on what happened by Reina, but he didn't have the free time to deal with the Watson Family at the moment.

As for how he knew that it was someone from the Watson Family…

It was actually very simple, an hour ago, he had Xiuban teach a lesson to Mark Watson, and now, a guy with a Demonic Bloodline wanted to pretend to be a Demon as he launched a surprise attack on the Merlin Family.

Even if he was thinking with his butt, he would be able to figure out that it was a ploy of the Watson Family.

"Reina, do me a favor…" Lin Yun looked at Reina and took out a piece of paper from his pocket before handing it over to Reina, "I need the materials on this list, can you take this and give it to Cousin William in the Ghost Valley? He will naturally know what to do. Once he gathered everything, you can bring it back. It should take about four to five days…"

Lin Yun had just recalled that he had ran out of the ink he needed to construct the array for the puppet's component. But he was in the Horn of Fertility, creating blueprints for the components. In order to save time, he could only delegate the task to gather alchemy materials to Reina and William.

"Alright…" Reina nodded with an icy expression before taking that note and leaving.

Not long after Reina left, Lin Yun once again threw himself into the blueprints. He had already completed and drawn the blueprint of the 2nd component.

There was only one left.

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Chapter 533: Intertwined

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Lin Yun remained in the barracks for the next few days and finished drawing the remaining blueprint.

The smelting process for the Crimson Flame Gold Essence had finished a few days ago, and it had already been transported back to camp, waiting for Lin Yun to craft the components.

Drawing the blueprints had saved a lot of trouble and effort when it came to the crafting, but it also took a lot of time for Lin Yun.

While he was busy with this, Lin Yun didn't know that the Watson Family once again showed signs of activity. This was a result of what happened three days ago.

After Arthus manage to escape, Rhett Watson still didn't dare to believe that there was a Dragon in the Merlin Family's camp, so he still decided to approach the Merlin Family cautiously. He originally was wary of getting to close, but he gradually relaxed his vigilance. After observing for several days, he came to the conclusion that there was no Dragon in the camp.

After confirming this, Rhett hurriedly looked for Arthus.

"Sir Arthus, last time might have been an accident. I've seen no signs of a Frost Dragon in the Merlin Family's camp. I watched for three days, there is no way I made a mistake." Rhett smiled at Arthus and suggested, "Perhaps that Dragon was just passing by?"

"Is that true?" Arthus didn't dare to believe his words. That formidable Dragon had cast a shadow over his heart.

In fact, after thinking about it for a few days, he had started having some doubts of his own…

The appearance of the Frost Dragon was too strange…

It came without a sign.

And more importantly, how could such a formidable Dragon be willing to stay with the Merlin Family?

That might be the only logical explanation…

"Sir Arthus, how about we try again?"

"I'm afraid I can't for now…" Arthus awkwardly looked at Rhett before softly shaking his head. He still didn't want to rashly try his luck. That would be too dangerous. If the Frost Dragon appeared once again, he might not have the chance to return alive…

With these thoughts, Arthus solemnly looked at Rhett and bitterly smiled. "Rhett, you probably don't know, but I've yet to completely recover after being seriously injured by the Frost Dragon. It will be roughly ten days before I can use the power of my Demon Shape…"

Although he indeed was affected and his power had weakened, it was definitely not as serious as he was implying.

He just didn't want to act without being more certain.

He could only probe for the time being. Once he confirmed that the Frost Dragon truly wasn't there, he would set out against the Merlin Family.

"Alright, you should rest…" Rhett looked sorry. He could naturally tell from Arthus' words that it was nothing more than a pretext, but he also knew that he had no other choice. He couldn't force Arthus along.

"Yes…"

After leaving Rhett, instead of heading for his living quarters, Arthus left the Watson Family's territory to go to the Merlin Family's camp. He stopped two kilometers away and hid himself in a corner, secretly observing the camp.

Over the next few days, several resource collection teams entered and exited the camp. The Planar Legion's troops were having practice drills every day on a set schedule. Everything was carried out meticulously, but the commander never showed his face.

Because at that time, Lin Yun was busy with the puppet.

At his command, Lahn had transported all the smelted Crimson Flame Gold Essence back to camp, allowing Lin Yun to finish crafting the three components within five days.

'Only the assembly is left…'

After testing the 3rd component multiple times and confirming that there were no problems, Lin Yun took a deep breath and placed it back on the table.

Looking at the three thumb-sized components neatly arranged on the alchemy table, Lin Yun couldn't help smiling bitterly. From planning to crafting, he spent close to twenty days. It even reached the point where some flaws appeared because of carelessness during the crafting process, which made him give up and restart. Thus, he ended up using two fist-sized chunks of Crimson Flame Gold Essence for those three thumb-sized components.

That much Crimson Flame Gold Essence was comparable in value to a Star Gem.

But…

This was worth it in Lin Yun's eyes.

Despite the size, their effects would be monumental.

And this was most likely the limit of his alchemy skills.

After all, he was working on a Heaven puppet.

It could be said that every component of the Heaven Puppet, every array, every mana circuit, they all came from the hands of a Saint Alchemist. Lin Yun being able to craft a component compatible with a Heaven Puppet as an Artisan could be considered an achievement worth bragging about.

Had it been any other Artisan, they wouldn't have had the courage to even attempt it.

There was a huge gap between an Artisan and a Saint Alchemist.

Lin Yun was able to breach that gap because of his alchemy knowledge as well as his experience in dismantling puppets at the end of the Magic Era, allowing him to become familiar with the theory and the structure behind the puppets.

This was a domain he was an expert in…

Shortly after, the exhausted Lin Yun entered a meditative state and only opened his eyes five hours later. With a bright silver light, he took the Heaven Puppet out of his right pocket, the one that had been improved with a spatial array. Lin Yun severed the mana source and the Heaven Puppet stopped operating. It stood there, motionless…

'Mechanical system…' Lin Yun frowned with a solemn expression as he fumbled his way in the puppet's body and quickly found the mechanical system.

To be more accurate, the three parts he had crafted belonged to the mechanical system category.

In fact, in the Merlin Family Manor, he had already found out that among the core systems of this Heaven Rank Puppet, the mechanical system had suffered the most damage. This was the reason that the Heaven Puppet's performance had greatly weakened and could only display the power of a level 35 until now.

If there was a problem with a puppet's mechanical system, then no matter how formidable its combat system, it would be of no use. In a way, the mechanical system's importance was far above that of the combat system. It was just as important as a mage's Mana Whirlpool, and the mana source was equivalent to a mage's mana. After going through the mechanical system's processing, it would supply mana to the Heaven Puppet.

Before Lin Yun became an Artisan, he even wondered whether he should replace it with a mechanical system crafted from Lava Crystal, a rare material from the Abyss. But he soon gave up on that plan, because it was a Heaven Puppet crafted by the best alchemist, the Dark Sage. Even if he crafted a top-notch mechanical system out of Lava Crystal, it would be very difficult for it to move the Heaven Puppet.

But that problem was easily solved after Lin Yun became an Artisan. The three components he'd just crafted could be assembled on the mechanical system and improve its performance by three whole levels. Although the puppet still couldn't display its peak performance, it almost completely recovered.

He even had some expectations of how it would go.

He was looking forward to the Heaven Puppet's power reaching a whole new realm.

At that time, the Heaven Puppet would no longer be stuck in his pocket… It would play a great role.

'Eh? What is this…'

Just as Lin Yun finished disassembling the mechanical system, a refined component appeared in his line of sight. In a hidden corner, he found a fingernail-sized metal piece and gently used his fingers to take it out.

This piece of metal was clearly unnecessary in this mechanical system. It had no effect, but… After some observation, Lin Yun was able to see that this piece of metal was covered with an odd, decorative design…

'What is it…?'

Lin Yun was filled with doubt, why was this superfluous piece of metal in the mechanical system? It was completely meaningless.

But as he thought of the fact that this Heaven Puppet came from the hands of the Dark Sage, Lin Yun became even more doubtful, 'Is it that I'm still unable to understand the intentions of the Dark Sage with my knowledge of alchemy?'

But it didn't feel right…

With Lin Yun's insight as an Artisan, he could naturally see that this piece of metal had only gone through simple alchemical processing and that the fluctuations it was emitting were very weak. It didn't seem like a part that played an important role.

The key was probably in those patterns…

Lin Yun then straightforwardly put aside the assembly for now and focused on researching that thin piece of metal. At first, he used reagents to analyze it, wanting to see if that piece of Gold Essence was special. But he soon gave up on that because the conclusion was the same after using a few dozen reagents: The piece of metal was just common Gold Essence.

This left Lin Yun at a loss…

Ordinary Gold Essence was regarded as a pretty good magic metal to an ordinary mage, but for the Master Alchemists and Artisans, whether it was for Magic Tools or Puppets, they wouldn't use ordinary Gold Essence because the endurance of that metal wouldn't satisfy their needs. To create a powerful alchemy item, they would have to use special gold essence, just like the Crimson Flame Gold Essence that Lin Yun had found.

But, Crimson Flame Gold Essence was already classified as first-rate among Gold Essences…

Carnage was a special case. Although Lin Yun used ordinary Gold Essence, he used a technique that didn't belong to this era that suited Xiuban well to make Carnage reach the peak of the Spiritual realm under impossible circumstances…

But Lin Yun was puzzled as to why a piece of metal crafted from ordinary Gold Essence appeared in this mechanical system…

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Chapter 534: The Origin of All Wisdom

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Now, he was almost certain that this piece of metal was superfluous in the mechanical system and wouldn't display any effect.

'Could it be that the Dark Sage was careless while crafting the mechanical system and accidentally forgot a piece of metal within it?'

But this possibility was almost negligible. According to what Lin Yun knew, the Dark Sage was extremely rigorous, especially in the field of alchemy. As the Gravedigger of the Silver Era, how could he have made such a rudimentary mistake?

Then…

The only possibility was that this piece of metal hid some sort of a secret.

After thinking about this, Lin Yun suddenly frowned and started imbuing some mana into the piece of metal.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes…

At first, Lin Yun had some expectations, but as time passed, there was still no reaction from the piece of metal and the decorative design remained as it was. It looked just like an ordinary metal that hadn't been processed. In the end, Lin Yun had could only give up on that avenue.

He didn't have any idea at this moment…

But he clearly knew that the piece of metal wouldn't be that simple.

What kind of method should he use?

After some time, Lin Yun frowned and gradually entered a meditative state. But at this time, a cowering voice echoed outside his living quarters. "Sir Merlin, I… Can I come in?"

"Come in…"

"Yes, Sir Merlin…" It was Xiuban, carrying Carnage with him as he cautiously entered. "Sir Merlin, I took care of what you asked."

"Oh…" Lin Yun gloomily looked at the Draconic Beastman before moving his gaze back to the decorative design on that piece of metal.

That glance had been enough to scare Xiuban. He froze on the spot like a statue and didn't dare to move. After following Lin Yun for such a long time, he could naturally see that Lin Yun wasn't in a good mood right now. To avoid suffering misfortune, he could only tread cautiously, but he didn't leave, as Lin Yun hadn't dismissed him.

After fretting for half an hour, the Draconic Beastman discovered that there was indeed something wrong with Lin Yun. His eyes were locked onto that thing in his hands.

'What kind of thing can make Sir Merlin focus on it so fixedly?'

Xiuban could no longer restrain his curiosity and moved very carefully. He stretched his head, wanting to get a better view of the thing in Merlin's hand.

He couldn't hide his disappointment when he saw that it was just a piece of metal.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yun suddenly turned and sharply glanced at the Draconic Beastman while emitting a cold aura.

"Aaah!"

Their faces were less than half a meter apart when Lin Yun suddenly turned around. Xiuban couldn't help retreating a few steps as cold sweat started flowing down his back. "Sir… Sir Merlin, I was wrong. I was just curious."

"Haha, curious…"

Hearing Lin Yun's mocking sneer, no matter how foolish he was, he could realize that Lin Yun was angry. He knew that the consequences would be very serious.

'What can I do… What can I do?'

The Draconic Beastman suddenly panicked. He naturally knew what the results of angering Lin Yun were, and suddenly, he noticed a flame appearing.

It was Syudos!

"Ah… Sir Merlin, your painting is really good…" The moment he saw Syudos appearing, the Draconic Beastman was scared to death. He pointed at the decorative pattern on the piece of metal and tried to use his fool's brain to appease Lin Yun.

"It looks like you really want Syudos to teach how a Beastman should act…" Hearing Xiuban's absurd flattery, Lin Yun's expression became even colder and darker. He truly didn't know what Xiuban was thinking… How could that pattern be a painting?

'Wait a moment…'

Lin Yun froze just as he was about to have Syudos teach a lesson to Xiuban.

'Right, why couldn't that decorative pattern have been painted?'

Lin Yun had been analyzing the decorative design with his knowledge of magic and alchemy, but he hadn't considered thinking about it from the point of view of painting.

It looked like he had subconsciously complicated this problem.

"Sir Merlin, I was wrong, I was really wrong…" Xiuban lowered his head, acknowledging his mistake while trembling with fear, but he then noticed that Syudos had disappeared.

Just as Xiuban was getting restless, Lin Yun spoke once again, seeming less upset than before. "Xiuban, are you going to just stay here?"

"No, no…" The Draconic Beastman waved his hands in alarm. Although he didn't know what happened to Lin Yun for him to not punish him, it was definitely a stroke of luck.

The Draconic Beastman immediately left the living quarters, dragging Carnage along.

'This is definitely luck…' Lin Yun bitterly smiled before emitting intense mana fluctuations to cast an enlarging spell that expanded the pattern onto a large screen. And sure enough, it was a painting. Lin Yun was stunned when he saw this, but the screen was still somewhat fuzzy.

After adjusting it a bit, it became a lot clearer. In fact, there were a total of four paintings. In the first painting, there was an imposing silhouette tearing open the endless void. There was nothing special about it, but Lin Yun frowned, because he discovered from the proportions of that painting that the silhouette should be at least a hundred meters tall.

What did that mean?

From Noscent's birth, aside from the Dragons, the only other intelligent species with such a huge body type was the Ancient God Race. The silhouette in the first scene clearly wasn't a Dragon, because Lin Yun could clearly see the shape of its four limbs and head.

It should be an Ancient God…

At this time, Lin Yun realized that the secret of this piece of metal might be more complicated than he had thought. After all, the silhouette on the picture was what came to be known as a taboo, an Ancient God.

After looking for several minutes, Lin Yun shifted his attention and looked at the second painting. This was the painting of an Ancient God covered in bloody scars, apparently having received a very heavy injury.

"No way…" Lin Yun was dumbstruck once again. That was an Ancient God, a powerhouse that transcended the Heaven Rank. He couldn't understand… What kind of existence could injure an Ancient God so severely in that era?

In shock, Lin Yun turned towards the 3rd painting, where the Ancient God fell from the void to a flaming area, and on the 4th painting, the Ancient God was submerged in boundless flames.

'An Ancient God really died like that?'

Lin Yun looked at the four paintings a few times, and after confirming that he didn't miss anything, he started making some conjectures. That Ancient God probably tore through space and reached an area where he fought an extremely formidable enemy. In the end, the Ancient God was seriously injured and fell to a flaming area, never to leave…

Although the Ancient God's enemy never appeared in the paintings, Lin Yun was certain that it was a terrifying existence.

But, where was the place depicted on the other side of the rift?

Flames… Flames everywhere…

This was undoubtedly the most important information…

Lin Yun frowned as he looked at the 3rd and 4th paintings, before recalling the Heaven Puppet's words in the Merlin Family Manor: "The end of the Wailing River…"

'The battlefield of that Ancient God and that terrifying existence… Could it be the Raging Flame Plane?'

Lin Yun was terrified as he thought about this possibility.

But…

After carefully thinking about it, the Wailing River itself was a river of flames that was a few kilometers long, just like the scenes in the 3rd and 4th paintings.

This couldn't help making Lin Yun guess.

Shortly after, Lin Yun picked up his quill and copied the four paintings. After finishing this, he picked up the piece of metal once again and looked at the other side. It was smooth with no patterns. But after considering it for a bit, he still cast an enlarging spell. Lin Yun was able to see a row of characters.

'The language of Ancient Gods…'

After carefully looking at it, Lin Yun took a deep breath. He was able to recognize that sentence.

"The origin… of all wisdom…"

The language of Ancient Gods had a kind of magical energy in itself. Translating just those few characters almost took all of Lin Yun's strength. After translating, he put the piece of metal back onto the refining table and gasped for air while thinking.

Only the Ancient God civilization could be called the origin of all wisdom. They were the first of the five intelligent races born in Noscent, and they created the Ascian characters. Mages regarded them as the source of all knowledge.

The phrase "The origin of all wisdom" appearing on the back of that piece of metal puzzled Lin Yun. He was certain that it was definitely an important clue, but Lin Yun really couldn't figure out what it stood for. Could it be the identity of the Ancient God?

If that conjecture was true, then maybe the Ancient God that fell in the Raging Flame Plane was the Constance that all mages kept mentioning in the peak of the Magic Era.

To be more accurate, Constance was only second to the Ancient God King among the Ancient Gods, he was the sage of the 72 Ancient Gods and the creator of the Ascian Runes.

At the peak of the Magic Era, mages couldn't help but sigh at Constance's wisdom. His name was even treated as the symbol of wisdom.

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Chapter 535: Skull

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It was hardly an exaggeration to say that Constance's wisdom transcended the minds of all lifeforms. Even during the peak of the Magic Era, those prideful, God-like mages who brought fort countless new ideas didn't dare to compare themselves to Constance.

He was the origin of all wisdom…

'The end of the Wailing River… The end of the Wailing River…' Lin Yun's frown gradually eased as a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He finally knew what was hidden at the end of the river.

Ancient God Constance's corpse would have inevitably ended up getting washed down the Wailing River after his fall…

What made Lin Yun pleasantly surprised was Constance's skull. The chance to obtain the skull would make countless mages go crazy. During the peak of the Magic Era, even those God-like mages longed for the skull that represented the source of knowledge.

Legends about the skull had been popular in that era for hundreds of years, and in order to find it, untold numbers of mages threw themselves into the endless planes to try finding the place where Constance fell. But unfortunately, it was never found. Eventually, some mages who transcended the Heaven Rank asserted that if someone got the skull, they would be able to rebuild the Ancient God Civilization…

'If it really was Constance's skull…' Lin Yun narrowed his eyes. It was something every mage yearned for. If he could obtain it, the benefits couldn't even be explained using words. The problems he had would be perfectly settled.

Any mage who obtained Constance's skull would choose to fuse with it, and Lin Yun was no exception. That way, not only would he be able to strengthen his tolerance, but his intelligence would also reach a terrifyingly high level. In the end, he might end up doing as the rumors said, rebuilding the Ancient God Civilization.

Tolerance was something that he urgently needed to improve.

After all, he had three Meditation Law Sets, which would heavily impede him when he tried to advance to the Archmage realm. That was why he currently had to carefully control his rank. If he once again became unable to suppress it, his magic path would be greatly hindered.

He was now a 6th Rank Peak High Mage, which was still okay, but if he advanced another rank or two and fused a Meditation Law Set with his Magic Conducting Rune, it would become very difficult.

He wouldn't have to worry about it if he could strengthen his tolerance. Even if he directly broke through to the 9th Rank and fused, it wouldn't have much of an impact.

As for the matter of a human fusing with an Ancient God's skull, it was already confirmed to be possible in the peak of the Magic Era. To be more accurate, the first one to do so was a Sword Saint called Grinss…

In truth, he wasn't very gifted and didn't have any background. He joined a mercenary group as an Expert Swordsman and worked hard to earn merits. In the end, he was rewarded and became a Sword Saint. But in that era, Sword Saints were everywhere. Grinss was only a nameless nobody.

But in his later years, Grinss led a group to carry out a mission in a certain plane, and after returning to Noscent, he announced that he was leaving the mercenary group. The higher-ups of the mercenary group didn't feel that this was strange. They thought that the old Grinss was preparing to spend the rest of his life in peace.

Ten years later, that mercenary group could be considered as being in the middle of the pack among mercenary groups, but one day, a hostile force retaliated against them. And in that bloody night, most of the elites of the mercenary group faced destruction. Even the leader, who was a 9th Rank Sword Saint, was seriously injured.

They had no chance because their enemy had a Heaven Sword Saint.

As everyone was despairing, a silver swordlight suddenly streaked through the sky.

Then…

There was nothing afterwards.

Including that leader, everyone saw an unforgettable scene. That Heaven Sword Saint didn't have any chance to resist before being beheaded and falling.

The master of that silver swordlight was Grinss, who hadn't been seen or heard from for ten years. After all this time, he was now standing at the peak of the Sword Saint realm and had the power to defeat a Heaven Sword Saint. But, the strange part was that Grinss had become left-handed.

After that night, Grinss' name rose, never to be forgotten. His name and achievements kept spreading, and twenty years later, Grinss brazenly reached the Heaven Rank. Two hundred years later, he began to challenge one Heaven Rank powerhouse after another, remaining undefeated. He travelled between the major planes but eventually stopped at the peak of the Heaven realm.

Grinss' rise had always been an enigma, up until he returned to Noscent and revealed the secret behind it. As it turned out, on that mission two hundred years ago, he obtained the skeletal hand of an Ancient God. During those ten years, he fused with that hand.

After finding out, the people of Noscent started crazily scouring the lands and the countless planes in order to find the skeletal remains of Ancient Gods. The mages were especially eager, as they were recklessly looking for any news of the 72nd God, Constance the Sage.

Although Lin Yun hadn't fully grasped the identity of the Ancient God who had fallen in the Raging Flame Plane, he was fairly certain that it was Constance. Even if it wasn't Constance, it was still worth him taking a risk for the corpse of an Ancient God…

'I should finish the assembly first.'

Lin Yun put away the paper where he had copied the four paintings before solemnly putting the piece of metal in his pocket. He then picked up the three components and started assembling.

Although this task wasn't troublesome, it still took time, as he needed to do all kinds of tests. Three days had passed by the time he settled everything.

"Phew…"

He then installed the mechanical system back into the Heaven Puppet and reconnected the mana circuits. At that time, the puppet was covered in silver radiance.

Lin Yun reevaluated the power of the Heaven Puppet, and the results made him feel pleasantly surprised.

The mana released by the Heaven Rank Puppet was comparable to what a 7th Rank Archmage could output. This meant that after restoring the mechanical system, the puppet had reached a whole new level.

Even a genuine 7th Rank Archmage would have a hard time defeating the Heaven Puppet.

There were many puppets with such power in Noscent. But Lin Yun clearly understood that the power of this puppet wasn't limited to this. After a trip to the Puppet Plane, the Heaven Puppet's power would be close to the Heaven Rank and it would be able to handle anyone under the Heaven Rank.

If Lin Yun reached the Saint Alchemist realm in the future, that puppet would certainly recover to its peak.

Naturally, this was too far from Lin Yun at the moment…

After testing the strength of the Heaven Puppet, Lin Yun handed the Doom Staff to the puppet and had it patrol around the camp within the range of his Magic Array and set up a defense and counterattack system.

He then took out the four sheets of paper and the piece of metal and kept researching.In the vicinity of the Merlin Family, Arthus, who had been observing for close to ten days, finally let go of his fear. There was not a trace of a Frost Dragon in the Merlin Family's camp.

This vigil had quelled his apprehension…

That terrifying Frost Dragon might have just been passing by.

"Hmpf, I don't believe a Frost Dragon would just happen to be passing by this time." A malevolent smile appeared on Arthus' face. He came out from his hiding spot and took a long look at the Merlin Family's camp as a demonic aura slowly spread from his body. Arthus no longer looked human… He instead looked like a vicious demon.

"Roar!"

Arthus rushed towards the Merlin Family's camp the earth under his feet shaking.

Then, he suddenly stopped…

Because there was someone ahead of him.

"Hmm?"

The person in front of him gave him a very strange feeling, he didn't have any mana fluctuations and he was holding a magnificent magic staff that had numerous scales intertwining along it and a Dragon's head at its tip.

Arthus stared at that staff for no less than ten seconds. Even though he was a Sword Saint, he could see the worth of that magic staff. In the end, he said in a hoarse voice, "Take me to your commander, that Mafa Merlin guy, and I won't kill you…"

But the person in front of him remained indifferent, as if he hadn't heard him…

"I said, take me to Mafa Merlin!" Anger could be felt in Arthus' voice, and after waiting for another handful of seconds, he could no longer restrain himself, so he charged that person.

Rumble!

The next moment, a huge wave of spells rushed towards Arthus, and although they were all only 3rd or 4th Tier Spells, several dozen magic rays layered together were hardly weaker than a 7th Tier Spell.

This stunned Arthus and made him miss the best opportunity to dodge. As he got hit by the layered magic rays, he let out a painful howl, a bloody, fist-sized hole appearing in his chest.

In an instant, Arthus was seriously injured…

Rays of magic continued to fly towards Arthus. After barely dodging a few, he heard the roar of a young Dragon as a multicolored Dragon Breath covered the sky and caught him off-guard, sending him flying a few dozen meters away.

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"Cough…"

Arthus was lying on the ground, constantly spitting blood as he returned to his human shape due to his serious injury. Blood kept flowing from his wounds and he was in very bad shape.

'F*ck, I'm done for…'

Even moving was very difficult. It looked like there was only one path ahead of him.

But after ten seconds, Arthus found out that the person holding the staff didn't approach him or continue attacking.

At that time, Lin Yun, who was still in his living quarters, was using his Magic Array to observe the scene of the puppet dealing with Arthus. He was grinning widely. "You should count yourself lucky that only the defense system of the puppet was enabled…"

In fact, Lin Yun had already noticed that very powerful Sword Saint lingering near the camp for the past several days. He had naturally recognized that it was the Sword Saint who had previously impersonated a Demon to surprise attack the camp. He was probably a member of the Watson Family.

This kind of harassment had caused Lin Yun to lose patience.

Although this person was a terrifying High Rank Sword Saint, he couldn't be considered much of an opponent for the current Lin Yun. The recently upgraded Doom Staff and the recently restored Heaven Puppet both had the strength of 7th Rank Archmages, not to mention their power when it was combined.

Even if the opponent was an 8th Rank Archmage, it would be able to hold its own against it for a while.

Killing a 7th Rank Archmage, it would be a piece of cake.

But Lin Yun carefully thought about it, and chose not to kill that 7th Rank Sword Saint because it wasn't worth it. After all, Lin Yun would need the help of the Watson Family while exploring the Wailing River.

For a while, Lin Yun flipped through the pieces of paper, carefully checking the four scenes to make sure he hadn't missed any details. Half an hour passed before footsteps could be heard outside as a silhouette hurriedly entered.

"Sir Lahn, is there something you need?" Lin Yun put down the pieces of paper in his hands and turned to look at Lahn Merlin.

"High Mage Mafa, someone is looking for you… He calls himself Rhett Watson."

"Rhett Watson? I don't know him…" Lin Yun looked at Lahn and shook his head. He only knew a few people in the Watson Family.

"But… But…" Lahn had an awkward expression. He could naturally tell that the young mage didn't want to see Rhett Watson.

"But what?"

"Rhett Watson claims to be a Representative of the Watson Family's Ancestral Land, and it doesn't seem to be a lie…"

"A Representative of the Watson Family's Ancestral Land?" Lin Yun suddenly furrowed his brows with a pensive expression on his face. 'The Watson Family's actions might have something to do with this Representative…' Lin Yun then looked at Lahn and nodded. "Then hurry and have Sir Rhett come over."

"Yes."

Lahn left the living quarters and only returned ten minutes later. He was followed by a thin and bony old man with grizzled hair. He was wearing a gray robe and holding a magic staff emitting intense fluctuations.

Rhett Watson casually examined his surroundings and looked for a place to sit. After a minute, his gaze fell upon Lin Yun and he asked in a very calm voice, "You are Mafa Merlin?"

But he wasn't calm at all…

He could vaguely remember what had happened half an hour ago. A bloody Arthus swayed back to camp. His miserable appearance made Rhett feel numb. He was an esteemed 7th Rank Sword Saint…

Even in the Andlusa Kingdom, this kind of person could be considered to be at the apex.

Arthus had stayed in the Watson family for more than two centuries with a very special task, which was to protect the lives of the Patriarchs. Over the course of this long tenure, Arthus had been injured no more than ten times.

But after coming to the Horn of Fertility, he had been injured twice in just over ten days. And it was hardly an exaggeration to say that someone who could injure Arthus to that extent had to at least be on the level of an 8th Rank powerhouse.

More importantly, Arthus' injuries had something to do with the Merlin Family…

The first time, he had been hurt by a mysterious Frost Dragon, and this time, he learnt from Arthus that it seemed to have been a human-shaped puppet.

Arthus had thought that it was a person at first, but that person's casting ability was just too frightening and also completely disregarded mana exhaustion and casting cooldowns. After some careful observation, he understood that it was a human-shaped puppet.

After hearing this news, Rhett couldn't help feeling shocked. Perhaps the Frost Dragon from ten days ago was just passing by, but what about this puppet?

The power of the Merlin Family in the Horn of Fertility wasn't as simple as he had imagined.

A puppet comparable to an 8th Rank Archmage could only be described as terrifying. At the same time, it also made Rhett feel puzzled… How could the Merlin Family have such a terrifying puppet?

Rhett wasn't an amateur in the field of alchemy.

On the contrary, he had already become a Master Alchemist a few decades ago and had very high achievements in the puppeteering field. An 8th Rank Archmage puppet… What did it mean?

To a Master Alchemist like him, if he spent enough time, crafted all the materials, and did all the calculations, the crafted puppet would never surpass level 35. Only an Artisan could craft a puppet above that level, but a level 38 or 39 puppet wasn't something that most Artisans could craft.

In Rhett's eyes, the creator of the puppet that injured Arthus should be close to the peak of the Artisan realm.

He was close to being a Peak Artisan…

There were very few alchemists like that in the Andlusa Kingdom… No, even in all of Noscent. Even a Heaven Rank powerhouse would lower their head in front of them.

But, the Merlin Family had an Artisan capable of crafting such a puppet… or else they had managed to obtain one from elsewhere.

This was unimaginable.

It was certain that the Merlin Family didn't have such an Artisan.

"Haha, I am the Mafa Merlin you are looking for…" Lin Yun nodded with a smile, before giving a more serious look. "Sir Rhett, can you tell me why you were looking for me?"

"Mafa Merlin, you shouldn't have forgotten that matter, right?" Rhett immediately sneered, his face cloudy. "Ten days ago, my disciple Mark came to your Merlin Family and was seriously hurt. Mafa Merlin, what do you have to say about this?"

He then continued, "You'd better follow my suggestion and give a third of your land here to our Watson Family as compensation, and we won't look into this. If you choose to refuse… Haha…"

Rhett was completely unrestrained…

Even if there was a puppet in the Merlin Family's camp, so what? With his status as a Representative of the Watson Family's Ancestral Land, if they rashly attacked him, it would greatly affect the collaboration between the Merlin Family and the Watson Family in the Raging Flame Plane, and the exploration of the Volcanic Mountain Range might end up unresolved.

As a Representative of his Ancestral Land, Rhett naturally knew secrets that these ordinary people couldn't get access to.

Thus, he had no scruples as he pressed Mafa for benefits…

"Haha, Sir Rhett, I have to say, your suggestion is quite good!" Lin Yun forced a laugh and then scratched his nose. "But I refuse."

Lin Yun was already quite angry.

The Watsons were way too shameless.

The cause of the incident was Mark Watson deliberately targeting the Merlin Family. Not only did he frame the small resource collection team, but he even killed two of them and hurt most of the others. He then ran to the Merlin Family's camp and shamelessly asked him for compensation. In the end, he had Xiuban teach him a small lesson.

Normally, anyone would agree that the Watson Family was in the wrong in this matter. Mark was punished for killing two members of the Merlin Family, and Lin Yun felt that it was already extremely forgiving…

But the Watson Family didn't realize that, so they tried to use a dirty trick and sent a 7th Rank Sword Saint passing himself off as a Demon to attack the Merlin Family's camp.

And then, Lin Yun once again stayed his hand for the sake of the collaboration and only taught that Sword Saint a small lesson.

But now, this Rhett Watson, who claimed to be a Representative, came to the camp and made a fuss over Mark Watson being injured and was again asking for compensation.

To tell the truth, Lin Yun really wanted to ask this Archmage to wake up.

"You… You said what?"

At first, Rhett was all smiles, but after hearing Lin Yun's words, he realized that the young mage had refused.

In an instant, Rhett's expression froze. Only after several seconds did a roar echo as he tightened his grip on his magic staff, crazily rousing the mana in the surroundings, but he ultimately restrained his urge to attack. "Mafa Merlin, I hope you can answer my question after thinking about it. Youths can't let their emotions affect their decisions. You have to know the nature of this matter. My disciple Mark is the most outstanding youth of our Watson Family's Ancestral Land. The people of your Merlin Family seriously injuring him like that will inevitably affect his magic path, yet you don't want to compensate us. How could this be acceptable?"

Lin Yun took a deep look at Rhett Watson before softly shaking his head and saying with a smile. "If we follow Sir Rhett's reasoning, then I think the Watson Family should also compensate the Merlin Family for our losses. If you are willing to do so, I'll agree to transfer a third of our territory in the Horn of Fertility to the Watson Family."

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Chapter 537: No Need

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"Why should our Watson Family compensate for the losses of the Merlin Family?" Rhett remained silent after sneering and only stared at Lin Yun with a terribly gloomy expression.

"First, please understand that your disciple, Mark Watson, detained a resource collection team of our Merlin Family more than half a month ago and injured most of the team members, even killing two of them. Sir Rhett, according to what you said, shouldn't the Watson Family compensate?"

"Haha, how could those people compare to my disciple, Mark?" Rhett sneered, very disdainful. He naturally knew that this so-called resource collection team was formed with the lowest members of the Planar Legion and most of the members were only Great Mages, it would rarely contain High Mages.

'So what if he killed two Great Mages?'

Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on Rhett Watson's face, "Okay, Mafa Merlin, I understand what you mean. The Watson Family will compensate for their deaths. What do you think of a million golds worth of resources? This should be more than enough to compensate your Merlin Family…"

"Sir Rhett, you don't seem to understand what I mean. Had it been two ordinary mages, a million golds would have been more than enough, but the two of them weren't ordinary mages, they could have reached the Heaven Rank in the future. Tell me, how should the Watson Family compensate?"

"Mafa Merlin!"

Rhett's anger soared, he could no longer suppress his anger and terrifying mana fluctuations spread from his body, locking onto that seemingly frail silhouette within the living quarters.

He finally understood.

The young mage was circumventing the problem to ridicule him. If the Watson Family truly did as the young mage said and compensated, even all their wealth wouldn't be enough.

As a 7th Rank Archmage and a Representative of the Watson Family's Ancestral Land Council, how could he bear with such a provocation?

Not to mention the fact that the other side was only a 6th Rank High Mage, it would have made no difference if he had been an Archmage. There would only be one ending for those who provoked him.

"Rumble…"

At this instant, the 7th Rank Archmage's imposing aura engulfed the entire room, destroying it to the point where it looked like ruins.

'The puppet…' At this time, Rhett suddenly recalled that puppet and was scared. That was an existence comparable to an 8th Rank Archmage. Making a move in the Merlin Family's camp was no different from courting death.

And just as he thought about it, a silver silhouette flashed in his line of sight, stopping fifty meters away. As a Master Alchemist, he could naturally recognize it with a glance, that silhouette holding a magic staff was the puppet.

"F*ck…" Rhett's expression instantly became unsightly and he ruthlessly cursed, this was really frightening.

In fact, he was extremely regretful at this moment.

He knew he shouldn't have been so impulsive.

'It's that damned Mafa Merlin's fault, he angered me on purpose…'

"Roar…"

Just as Rhett was regretful, an icy aura suddenly spread over. A large amount of ice fragments fell as a deafening roar echoed. He raised his head and ended up stunned. A mountain-like Dragon was floating above his head.

This…

Rhett was truly terrified.

That was a genuine adult Frost Dragon!

Over ten days ago, Arthus barely managed to return to the camp and had mentioned a Frost Dragon. Rhett originally didn't believe him, and after observing for three days, he confirmed that there was no Frost Dragon in the Merlin Family's camp and that the Frost Dragon that injured Arthus must have been passing by…

He could no longer think so.

The Frost Dragon really existed!

"Roar!"

Frost Dragon Reina was circling in the air, and after issuing another roar, she took the initiative to attack Rhett. A white light flashed as a gust of wind whistled over, it was a Frost Dragon Breath.

"Damnit, Damnit!!!" Rhett screamed. He could sense a terrifying power from that Dragon Breath. It wasn't something a 7th Rank Archmage like him could contend against. Even an 8th Rank Archmage powerhouse would be injured when faced with this Dragon Breath.

Rhett didn't even think and raised his magic staff, instantly causing mana fluctuations to rise up as a dozen Ice Walls instantly appeared, firmly blocking in front of him. After doing that, he didn't hesitate and cast Haste on himself, turning into a gray shadow, quickly trying to escape this place.

But Rhett only escaped a dozen meters before a wave of magic rays, as well as a multi-colored Dragon Breath, flooded him.

Then, the entire world seemed silent for a moment.

This kind of battle already razed a small area to the ground. Fortunately, the Planar Legion was currently training, otherwise there would have been a lot of casualties.

As the dust cleared up, a bloody silhouette could be seen laying down on the ruins, his breath extremely weak. It was 7th Rank Archmage Rhett, with four or five holes on his body caused by the magic rays.

The puppet itself was now comparable to a 7th Rank Archmage, and if Rhett Watson fought it on his own, he might have a hard time defeating it. But he was scared witless when he saw the Frost Dragon and the Heaven Puppet, to the point where he almost soiled his pants, and ended up being caught off guard by those magic rays…

"Haha…"

Lin Yun landed next to Rhett with the help of Levitation. He couldn't help grinning when he saw that 7th Rank Archmage's state, "Are you okay, Sir Rhett…"

"Mafa Merlin, you…" Rhett could barely open his eyes and looked at Lin Yun with a resentful expression, as if he tried to spit fire with his gaze. But just as he was going to say a few ruthless words, he saw the puppet and the Frost Dragon standing behind Lin Yun and scared to death as he squeezed out with a shaky voice, "Hig… High Mage Merlin, I… I… I'm fine."

"Sir Rhett, you wouldn't be able to trick a child with that kind of lie…"

"I…"

Rhett was about to say something, but couldn't retort even though he was feeling unprecedented anger.

'Damnit, am I not in such a miserable condition because of you?'

But he clearly wouldn't dare to say this, he already knew the price of being impulsive. Even an idiot would know not to provoke the young mage at such a time. What if the Frost Dragon "accidentally" threw a Dragon Breath his way under the instigation of the young mage, or what if the puppet had a "malfunction" and started an unrestrained wave of attacks.

Those kinds of consequences could only be described as too horrifying to even think about.

"High Mage Merlin, I'm truly sorry for that disagreement…" Rhett managed to get up with difficulty and squeezed a smile, his cheeks unhealthy pale, "I hope you won't mind."

"Haha, Sir Rhett, how could I be that narrow-minded? Since you already apologized, I naturally wouldn't mind…" Lin Yun nodded, before suddenly frowning at Rhett, "Oh right, regarding the compensation…"

"Ah… No, there is no need. I didn't discipline my disciple properly, I'm to blame. The Merlin Family doesn't need to compensate us." Rhett was suddenly startled, cold sweat flowing down his back as his heart started palpitating.

'Sh*t, this is no joke…'

'That damned Mafa Merlin might kill me if I don't let this go…'

"Mark Watson should indeed be disciplined…" Lin Yun nodded, but he was still frowning with a serious expression and remained silent.

"High Mage… High Mage Merlin, what is it?" Seeing Lin Yun's expression remaining like that for a few minutes, Rhett grew more and more restless, until he summoned his courage to talk.

If he could, he would immediately leave this place.

"I'm thinking. This time, I accidentally injured you Sir Rhett, and that might affect your magic path. Once your Patriarch or your Ancestral Land's Council learns of this, wouldn't they come looking for me to ask for a compensation?"

"This… This shouldn't be…"

"What should it be?" Lin Yun looked at Rhett with dissatisfaction.

"High Mage Merlin, this won't happen, it definitely won't, I can guarantee you. Today's matter happened due to my previous mistake. Even if I was heavily injured, I was the one asking for trouble…"

"Haha, I'm very gratified that you understand this…"Rhett Watson wanted to cry, this was clearly bullying, and undisguised at that. But even if he knew that, Rhett Watson wouldn't dare say anything. He instead looked at Lin Yun cautiously and squeezed a stiff smile, "High Mage Merlin, may I leave now…?"

"You can leave at anytime…" Lin Yun nodded, before frowning once again, "But, you are so heavily injured, wouldn't it be a bit inconvenient?"

After saying this, Lin Yun used his soul contract to contact the Draconic Beastman. After a few minutes, Xiuban came over with his heavy Carnage, "Sir Merlin, what is it?"

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Chapter 538: Raging Flame Emperor

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"Xiuban, Sir Rhett here and I had some misunderstanding and he is now seriously injured, help me send him off…" Lin Yun glanced at the Draconic Beastman and pointed at Rhett. After saying those words, he was about to turn when he suddenly froze, seemingly recalling something, he then added another sentence, "Just like Mark Watson."

"Sir Merlin, please rest assured…" The Draconic Beastman looked at Lin Yun's back with a strange expression. He then turned towards Rhett with a gloating expression.

Rhett had just relaxed after hearing the young mage agree, but he then noticed that gaze before his foot was roughly grabbed by a huge hand, his body dragged away without his permission. He then roared angrily, "You… What are you up to!"

An esteemed 7th Rank Archmage was actually treated this way by a Beastman…

The anger Rhett felt was like a knife stabbing in his heart.

But no matter how much he struggled, it was no use. That Beastman dragging him was hardly paying attention to him. Helpless, Rhett ground his teeth, "You can't do this! High Mage Merlin asked you to send me off…"

But then, Rhett couldn't help but freeze as he recalled the last sentence the young mage had said before leaving: "Just like Mark Watson…"

Rhett was suddenly shaken…

This completely angered him…

'This Mafa Merlin is truly too hateful!'In the next half a month, Lin Yun remained in his living quarters, studying those four paintings. After being thrown out of the camp by Xiuban, Representative Rhett didn't reappear, making the Horn of Fertility very peaceful for this half a month as nothing happened.

The three major forces' Planar Legions finished resting and re-organizing during that time.

Near noon, Lahn Merlin rushed into Lin Yun's living quarters, panting as he said, "High Mage… High Mage Mafa, there is… a situation."

"Hmm?" Lin Yun frowned and put down what he had in his hands.

"One hour ago, the joint inspection team discovered a strange spatial fluctuation in the lower reaches of the Wailing River. I just got the news, High Mage Merlin, how about you take a look?"

Lahn quickly explained, he had rushed to find the young mage after receiving that report.

'The lower reaches…' Lin Yun had a thoughtful expression. He knew of the joint inspection team, it had been suggested by the Black Tower when they just captured the Horn of Fertility. It consisted of ten High Mages from every major force forming a small force of 30 High Mages.

"Alright, let's go take a look…" Lin Yun nodded. He couldn't let go of any clue regarding the Wailing River, because it might be related to that Ancient God who had fallen there.

After saying those words, Lin Yun led Reina and the Heaven Puppet to the lower reaches of the Wailing River. By the time they got there, over ten minutes had passed. Black Tower's Weiss and Suval, as well as the Watson Family's Arthus and Rhett had already received the news and were gathered at the lower reaches.

"High Mage Merlin, you came…" Among these powerhouses, Weiss was the only one who had a decent relationship with Lin Yun. After seeing Lin Yun rush over, Weiss greeted him with a smile, "The spatial fluctuations here are very strange…"

"Haha…" Lin Yun chuckled and remained silent. He hadn't needed Weiss' reminder, he had already sensed those strange spatial fluctuations after coming to the lower reaches. They were very unstable, sometimes powerful, sometimes weak.

Lin Yun then frowned and walked towards the Wailing River while being assaulted by heat. Shortly after, a long river filled with endless flames appeared in his line of sight. Those flames were just like the water of a normal river and slowly flowed down the river. As he got closer to the river, he could see the fire-attributed vegetation becoming more and more lush.

'Where is it…'

A doubtful expression appeared on Lin Yun's face. Despite his omnipotent Magic Array, he failed to track the source of those fluctuations. He couldn't do anything about it, those fluctuations were too chaotic, making it was very hard to locate the source.

But Lin Yun didn't give up.

He cast five Mage Eyes, and under his meticulous control, they slowly moved along the river, up until the leftmost Mage Eye was affected by something and disappeared without a trace. Lin Yun then had the remaining four move towards the left, and after a dozen meters, they all disappeared.

Mage Eyes would disappear when disturbed by magic due to their simple structure, they couldn't withstand any influence, thus they had clearly disappeared due to the spatial fluctuations.

'The left side…' A smile appeared on Lin Yun's face. He had used five Mage Eyes to find out an important clue, it was extremely worth it.

In the next half an hour, Lin Yun controlled numerous Mage Eyes to investigate and walked over several kilometers to reach the end of the Wailing River. At that time, even Lin Yun forgot how many Mage Eyes he had used, he was mechanically casting and controlling them.

Even with his current strength, it felt very strenuous. His forehead was covered with a layer of sweat and his face was quite pale.

Weiss and the others had been very curious when they saw Lin Yun's actions and just followed, looking at what that young mage was doing. But after over ten minutes, they forgot their original goals and just followed behind the young mage.

Because the young mage's actions were quite frightening.

When they first saw the young mage continuously releasing Mage Eyes, they started counting them, five, ten… two hundred and ninety five, three hundred.

After over ten minutes, the amount of Mage Eyes released by the young mage had reached a frighteningly high three hundred. Let alone a High Mage, even an Archmage would have ran out of mana had they summoned as much as the young mage, moreover, the latter hadn't taken a single break. Summoning them five by five looked as simple as drinking water, and ultimately, the group grew numb to it.

'Found it!'

Lin Yun couldn't see the others' reaction, he spent all his energy looking for the source of the fluctuations. At this time, Lin Yun's expression suddenly changed and the Mage Eyes he had cast dissipated. Using Levitation, he floated above the end of the Wailing River, flames flickering underneath him, emitting an extremely high temperature.

Then, Lin Yun used magic to open a path amidst the flames. After going ten meters deep, he found a pitch-black spatial tear in which the flames of the Wailing River continuously poured.

'What's going on…' Lin Yun was speechless and alarmed by this discovery. The source of those spatial fluctuations was actually a spatial tear, but what was behind that spatial tear?

It was most likely a plane…

Then, Lin Yun used magic to isolate the entire area, and only when the flames no longer poured into the tear did he cautiously examine it. This spatial tear was huge, over ten meters long and two to three meters wide, and the fluctuations emitted were extremely chaotic. Even a Heaven Mage could get lost if they rashly went through.

The end of the Wailing River…

Ancient God Constance.

At this time, Lin Yun recalled these two key information. The clues from the Heaven Puppet pointed to the end of the Wailing River, and from the secret of the piece of metal, he conjectured that the Ancient God that fell in the Raging Flame Plane was Constance, and his body should have fell in the Wailing River.

If the four paintings were authentic, then the corpse should have ended up being washed at the end of the Wailing River. And now, there was a spatial tear at the end of the Wailing River.

This was quite coincidental…

'Behind that tear is probably a Demiplane formed by Ancient God Constance's remaining power, after his death…' Lin Yun looked at the tear, making a conjecture in a daze.

He was one of the rare few in this era who had knowledge of the Ancient Gods' mana capacity. In his Demiplane, he had experienced the unimaginable power of a mere soul fragment. It quickly sped up the growth of that natural Demiplane by a few hundred folds.

What if it had been a complete Ancient God corpse?

That power would undoubtedly be even more formidable and it wouldn't be strange for it to birth a Demiplane after the Ancient God's death.

"What's going on?" At this time, Weiss and the others had already followed and had reached that isolated area. Seeing that tear, everyone had an amazed expression on their face.

"High Mage Merlin, we have to go through that tear and see what's on the other side…" Weiss looked at Lin Yun with an unusually serious expression, "Because this is related to a secret that can make our three forces suddenly rise!"

"Yes, Sir Weiss is right…" Rhett Watson seemed to have forgotten his fear of Lin Yun and spoke with a delirious voice as he looked at that crack.

"…" Lin Yun suddenly froze and looked at those few people with a stunned expression, 'Could these guys also know about the possible link to Ancient God Constance?'

'That's impossible… Right?'

"High Mage Mafa, this secret is linked to the Raging Flame Emperor, Norrick…" Lahn noticed Lin Yun's expression and whispered in his ear.

'Raging Flame Emperor Norrick…' After hearing this name, Lin Yun relaxed. As for what the secret was, he didn't really care, what he truly cared about was the secret of Ancient God Constance.

'It looks like these guys don't know that an Ancient God fell in the Raging Flame Plane.'

"Sir Weiss, if you are in such a hurry, you can give it a try…" A grin appeared on Lin Yun's face.

The spatial fluctuations were extremely chaotic, Lin Yun was certain that even Harren would get lost if he went in, let alone Weiss…

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There was no chance for survival…

"This…" Weiss seemed to realize this too by this time and displayed an awkward expression. He then reluctantly moved his eyes away from that spatial tear. With his 6th Rank Archmage's power, he could naturally see that the space on the other side of the rift was twisted to the extreme, it simply couldn't be crossed.

But he was clearly unresigned…

"A Dissipation Array should settle this within five days…" Lin Yun casually glanced at Weiss, then took out a quill from his pocket, dipped it in ink, and quickly drafted an array. Soon, a Dissipation Array covered the spatial tear.

A white light suddenly flashed…

Lin Yun didn't pay attention to the others after finishing, he led Lahn, Reina, and the Heaven Puppet back to camp.

He had estimated that in five days, the spatial tear's fluctuations would gradually stabilize, no longer this chaotic. But even then not just anyone could go through this kind of space, one needed to be at least an Archmage powerhouse to handle such terrifying pressure.

Lin Yun arrived at his living quarters roughly half an hour later and took out the pieces of paper recording the clues concerning the Ancient God. But after looking at it for a while he couldn't help shaking his head, putting them down on the refining table.

'Raging Flame Emperor Norrick…'

At this time, Lin Yun suddenly recalled that Raging Flame Beastman named Norrick that Lahn had mentioned earlier. In fact, Lin Yun wasn't unfamiliar with Norrick's name.

In Noscent's history, Norrick could be said to be one of the most famous Heaven Rank Shamans. Whether it was from the decaying library's resources, or from the Merlin Family's, the name Norrick had been a recurring one. Even if his memory was terrible, Lin Yun would still know who Norrick was.

Several millennia ago, the aboriginal Raging Flame Beastmen had countless tribes of various sizes spread along the Wailing River. At the time, the Raging Flame Beastman Race didn't have any civilization or social order, it was chaos.

That situation changed with the appearance of a legendary character among the Raging Flame Beastmen, that Beastman was called Norrick…

Norrick fought against every major tribe for more than a hundred years, using shocking strategies before finally establishing a united empire in the entire Raging Flame Plane.

As for the Raging Flame Emperor title, it came from the mages…

Only then did the Raging Flame Beastman Race developed order and civilization. The empire grew stronger day after day, but unfortunately, two hundred years after the empire was established, the pillar of the empire, Norrick, inexplicably disappeared. Thus, the formidable empire collapsed overnight, and the thirteen Raging Flame Beastmen who had followed Norrick early on divided the entire empire, forming the current Thirteen Tribes…

Norrick's disappearance was still an enigma, but a rumor had been spreading all along in the Raging Flame Plane. It was said that on the eve of Norrick's disappearance, a light streaked across the Raging Flame Plane's night sky and fell into the Wailing River. That light was said to belong to Norrick's scepter, which represented supreme authority. Whoever obtained that scepter would be able to order the entire Raging Flame Plane's Beastmen, just like Norrick.

Since then, the empire was caught in a never-ending chaotic war. Those thirteen Raging Flame Beastmen established their respective tribes, and after a few decades, the chaos gradually settled and those thirteen tribes dispatched a large amount of Raging Flame Beastmen to the Wailing River to search for the scepter, but even after a few dozen years passed, there was no trace of the scepter to be found.

It reached the point where Norrick's scepter began to be treated as a legend and the thirteen tribes gave up on the idea to fish out the scepter and instead started to recover.

As he thought of this, Lin Yun couldn't help smiling. He finally understood why Weiss and the others had been so affected by the discovery of that spatial tear. If that scepter truly existed and fell into the Wailing River just as the legend said, then it would have inevitably reached the end of the Wailing River during the following decades spent searching for it, but the thirteen tribes didn't find any clue regarding the scepter.

This meant that the scepter was no longer within the Wailing River and had instead fallen into that tear, drifting into another plane.

Nothing could be done about it, Norrick's scepter was an irresistible temptation to any force. If they managed to obtain it, they might be able to order all Raging Flame Beastmen, just as the legend said. With it, seizing the entire Raging Flame Plane would be a piece of cake.

Even Lin Yun was interested in that scepter.

But naturally, what he cared the most about was still the secret linked to Ancient God Constance. The skull which represented the source of knowledge would completely change his magic path. If he really obtained it and fused with it, not only would he be able to settle his current plight, the time needed to become a Heaven Mage would greatly cut short as well.

Five days quickly passed. Lin Yun left his living quarters, ready to rush to the end of the Wailing River, but he looked for Lahn before leaving.

He had originally been planning to take Lahn with him, but after thinking through the possible dangers of a Demiplane most likely related to an Ancient God, he felt that this 4th Rank Archmage might not be of much use. Moreover, this camp also needed an overseer, and Lahn Merlin was quite suitable.

After instructing Lahn for over ten minutes, Lin Yun led Reina, the Heaven Puppet as well as Xiuban through the path he knew and made haste to the Wailing River. The route took roughly half an hour, and by the time they reached the end of the Wailing River, they noticed that the powerhouses of the Black Tower and Watson Family were already waiting for them.

And just as Lin Yun expected, on the 5th day, the spatial fluctuations around that rift were no longer chaotic, they had stabilized under the effect of the Dissipation Array.

"High Mage Merlin…" When he noticed Lin Yun's silhouette, Weiss hastily came over to receive him with a smile, "This spatial tear is related to a scepter that had been lost several millennia ago, once belonging to the Raging Flame Emperor, Norrick. There is a legend saying that whoever obtains that scepter would be able to order all of the Raging Flame Beastmen of the entire Noscent. I wonder if you understand what it means, High Mage Merlin?"

"Hmm…" Lin Yun gently nodded and suspiciously glanced at Weiss, "What do you want to say…"

"High Mage Merlin, it's like this. We just discussed with the Watson Family, the three major forces would jointly look for the lost scepter. If we can find it, it will be used to control those Raging Flame Beastmen and obtain countless benefits which would be evenly distributed among the three forces. The Watson Family already agreed, I wonder what you think…"

"Ahaha, I have no objection…"

"Then let me congratulate us on a happy collaboration…"

"Okay, Sir Weiss…"

Lin Yun and Weiss smiled as they shook hands. In less than a minute, they came to an agreement on the spot. Weiss then talked about some insignificant topics, to which Lin Yun continued smiling and perfunctorily answering.

At this time, Lin Yun's attention wasn't at all on Weiss, but rather, on a black-robed man beside Suval. He could guess that the Black Tower would be sending three people, Weiss, Suval, and apparently that black-robed mage.

Lin Yun was certain that this person had never appeared in the Black Tower camp. In other words, the black-robed mage had rushed to the Horn of Fertility after the spatial tear was discovered five days ago.

The black-robed man was very powerful, he was also a High Rank Archmage.

But, it wouldn't have attracted Lin Yun's attention if he was an ordinary High Rank Archmage…

In fact, he came to the conclusion that this Black Tower's mage was a lot stronger than Weiss and Suval. If his guess wasn't wrong, he should be an 8th Rank Archmage.

This kind of powerhouse was very rare in the entire Andlusa Kingdom.

"This is Sir Falton…" Weiss could sense Lin Yun's gaze and turned to look at that black-robed mage, introducing him with a whisper. As he talked, Weiss' face was filled with a fearful expression. Clearly, that mage, Falton, had a very special status.

No, it shouldn't just be special…

Maybe, among these people, only he and Suval realized how frightening Sir Falton's true strength was.

To be more accurate, Sir Falton came from the Holy Land and had no actual position within the Black Tower, but beside Chairman Harren, all the other members of the Council of Seven were very respectful towards him.

But…

Sir Falton hardly came out of the Holy Land. The last time he did so was three hundred years ago, when the Gaugass Battlemages split up from the Black Tower, greatly injuring the Black Tower's strength, putting the Black Tower in danger. Although Harren was formidable and used all kinds of tricks, it was hard to stabilize the situation in a short time.

Only a few higher-ups of the Black Tower knew that there had been a man coming out of the Holy Land at that time. That man was the Falton in front of them. At the time, Falton lent a hand and enabled the Black Tower to once again reach the peak of the Andlusa Kingdom in a few decades…

In fact, after finding that tear, Weiss realized the seriousness of this matter. Suval and he were the only High Rank Archmages of Black Tower's Planar Legion in the Horn of Fertility, thus, after returning to camp, Weiss used the special communication method of the Black Tower to pass a message regarding the spatial rift as well as a series of conjectures to Harren, who was remaining in the Dark Moon Fort.

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Chapter 540: I Do Now

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But he waited for four days with no answer from Harren…

How could this be?

Weiss had been anxious at the time, it had been an important clue related to the Raging Flame Emperor. The scepter was most likely hidden on the other side of the tear, and once they obtained it, the benefits for the Black Tower would speak for themselves. But there were only two High Rank Archmages in the camp, Suval and him. To be safe, two more people should be sent over.

And so he waited and waited, but Harren's answer had yet to come. On the 4th night, Weiss could no longer wait. He was about to re-contact Harren to transmit the news again, but before he got the chance, a figure suddenly rushed into the Black Tower's camp.

Weiss was instantly stunned when he saw that person, simply in disbelief. It was actually Falton from the Holy Land!

'How come Sir Falton came…' He had thought at the moment.

This thought was followed by countless doubts in Weiss' heart. This Falton had stayed in the Holy Land for three hundred years, usually even Harren wouldn't have the authority to make him to move, Falton would only listen to the orders of the Holy Land.

This meant that Harren hadn't been the one dispatching Falton, but the Black Tower's Holy Land…

All along, the Holy Land had always remained an independent existence and would hardly show an interest in the Black Tower's matters. The last time they intervened was three hundred years ago, when they dispatched Falton.

'Could it be because of Norrick's scepter?'

'I doesn't seem right…'

'How could the Holy Land make a move for a scepter whose existence had yet to be confirmed and send Sir Falton, an 8th Rank Archmage?'

'There might be another important matter…'

Weiss, as a Representative of the Black Tower, would regularly go to the Holy Land, naturally, he had met Falton several times and thus recognized him.

At this time, Weiss also understood why Harren hadn't answered for the past four days, it turned out that the Holy Land was getting involved.

"Oh, so it is Sir Falton…" Lin Yun nodded with a smile and scratched his cheek as he silently checked out the mage named Falton.

In fact, Lin Yun had already realized some things…

After cooperating a few times with the Black Tower, Lin Yun had gained a rough understanding of their Council of Seven, at least he knew their names, but he was certain that there was absolutely no Falton in the Council of Seven.

Moreover, when Weiss introduced him, he displayed a respectful expression, allowing Lin Yun to easily guess that this 8th Rank Archmage most likely came from a place similar to the Merlin Family's Ancestral Land. Before leaving for the Raging Flame Plane, Lin Yun had come in contact with the secrets of the Merlin Family's Ancestral Land and had heard from Oren that every major force had a place similar to their Ancestral Land.

This was why Lin Yun was so certain of his own conjecture.

It also meant that Falton might not be there for the scepter and might know some secrets most people could never hope to come in contact with.

This was quite serious…

There was a good chance it might be related to Ancient God Constance.

But, it didn't matter even if Falton knew. To the current Lin Yun, an 8th Rank Archmage wasn't an issue. Reina's strength was comparable, so was the puppet when holding the Doom Staff, with Lin Yun added to the lot, even if there were two 8th Rank Archmage powerhouses, he wouldn't be afraid of the consequences.

But just as Lin Yun and Weiss discussed, a pair of insidious eyes firmly stared at Lin Yun.

The owner of that deadly gaze was Mark Watson.

Mark was currently clenching his fists, his eyes spouting fire. The humiliation from a month ago was still vivid in his mind. Moreover, that damned Mafa Merlin made a Beastman seriously injure him and drag him on the ground through the entire camp, for about two entire kilometers. Mark could clearly remember the mocking gazes of the Merlins along the way, almost driving him crazy. In the end, he was thrown out of the camp by that hateful Beastman.

Mark's way in the Watson Family always had a smooth sailing, so how could he bear with this humiliation, this was more painful than killing him. After all, he was known as the young Archmage of the Watson Family, he was the center of attention wherever he set foot.

He pledged to kill Mafa Merlin and that Beastman…

He hadn't hesitated and beseached his teacher Rhett, who always spoiled him, to make Mafa Merlin pay the price…

At that time, Mark finally found some comfort.

But…

Ten days, fifteen days, twenty days passed. Such a long time went by but that damned Mafa Merlin had yet to pay the price. Mark once again went to find his teacher, but his answer had been that Mafa Merlin couldn't be touched for the time being…

Mark boiled in anger after getting that answer and just turned and left without saying anything to Rhett. Moreover, he lost all affection for his teacher.

'Does he still think of himself as my teacher?'

'Such a trivial matter and he can't even help me, using an excuse instead.'

'Sh*t, isn't it just a Mafa Merlin? A 6th Rank High Mage? He isn't even as good as Rhett with his 7th Rank Archmage strength. Rhett should be able to sneak in the Merlin Family's camp and kidnap Mafa Merlin…'

From that point on, Mark no longer looked for his teacher. He had already given up on having Rhett avenge him and was looking for another opportunity to retaliate against Mafa Merlin.

And several days later, he suddenly got the news that his grandfather was coming to the Horn of Fertility.

This was like a dream come true to Mark.

Rhett couldn't compare to his grandfather…

His grandfather was also a member of the Ancestral Land's Council.

But his grandfather's influence was several times greater than Rhett's, his authority in the Ancestral Land's Council was second only to that old man who had lived for close to a millennium. As for his strength, he had reached the peak of the 7th Rank a hundred years ago and was infinitely close to the 8th Rank. A few decades ago, Mark's grandfather even fought an 8th Rank Archmage and managed to remain undefeated.

From this, it could be seen how terrifying his power was.

Mark felt pleasantly surprised when he found out that his grandfather was coming to the Horn of Fertility, he no longer felt nervous about dealing with Mafa Merlin.

His doting grandfather coming to the Horn of Fertility meant that he could easily deal with Mafa Merlin.

But, in addition to the joy, Mark Watson was also suspicious. His grandfather rarely left the Ancestral Land, in fact, he had never seen him leave the Ancestral Land…

But these suspicions were quickly drowned by the jubilation.

He had been looking for a suitable opportunity to tell his grandfather what happened to him.

"Mark, what is it?" At this time, the old man standing beside Mark noticed that something was wrong with him and immediately smiled kindly.

If one were to carefully observe them, one would notice that Mark and that old man's faces were somewhat similar.

But this thin old man was wearing a grey robe, with gold and silver lines intertwined on his cuffs, and the aura he was emitting was a few times more powerful than Mark's.

"Grandfather, that guy, it's that guy, he… He…" Mark didn't hesitate and pointed at Lin Yun, telling the whole story before shedding tears, "Grandfather, that damned Mafa Merlin openly provoked the prestige of our Watson Family, my injuries cannot compare to that…"

As he listened, Zeuss Watson's kind expression gradually froze, before being replaced by anger. His dark gaze burst with undisguised killing intent, "He'll die a miserable death…"

After saying this, Zeuss led Mark over to Lin Yun's side. At the same time, Arthus and Rhett who had heard the discussion between the two were instantly startled and quickly followed.

"Mafa Merlin!"

Zeuss quickly reached Lin Yun and locked onto him with a sinister killing intent, sneering as he said, "Are you aware that Mark is my grandson…"

At this time, Zeuss Watson was also insulting Lin Yun inwardly, 'Just as Mark said, he is only a 6th Rank High Mage, he doesn't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder.'

'A 6th Rank High Mage like you dare to use his authority to seriously injure my grandson? Shouldn't you realize that you would have to face my anger?'

'But it doesn't matter, I shall let you know how terrifying my wrath is…'

"Eh?"

Lin Yun indifferently glanced at Zeuss Watson, with no change in his tone or expression, he remained calm while nodding and saying, "I didn't know before, I do now."

Lin Yun knew that something annoying had come.

In fact, while chatting with Weiss, he had already noticed that the Watson Family had one more powerhouse who was emitting a terrifying aura comparable to an 8th Rank Archmage…

Before Mark's grandfather ran over, Lin Yun was secretly speculating that the Watson Family's Ancestral Land also knew some secrets, otherwise they wouldn't have sent such a formidable old man.

But Lin Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, that formidable old man was unexpectedly Mark Watson's grandfather.

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Chapter 541: Wronged

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He truly found this a bit bothersome. Not only was Mark Watson a talented genius who became an Archmage before turning 35, but he also had a terrifying background. It was well known that he had a 7th Rank Archmage as a teacher, and it now looked like he had an even stronger grandfather.

But it was only somewhat troublesome for Lin Yun…

"Zeuss' grandson isn't someone that people can bully. Mafa Merlin, since you now know that Mark is my grandson, you should have realized that your current situation is very dangerous. Don't bother trying to use your status as a commander… Even if Oren Merlin stepped in to protect you, he wouldn't be able to do so," Zeuss sneered, emitting terrifying mana fluctuations. "Naturally, youthful mistakes aren't unforgivable, so I can give you a chance. Cripple your Mana Whirlpool immediately and stay in the Merlin Family until your death… Otherwise, you'll die now."

After declaring his terms, Zeuss stood there, calmly waiting.

He felt that his meaning was very obvious already…

Mafa Merlin only had two paths ahead of him: one where he immediately killed himself, and one where he crippled his Mana Whirlpool, becoming an ordinary person and feeling regret for the rest of his life.

In fact, offering to spare this brash youth's life wasn't a sign of generosity. As a mage himself, Zeuss clearly knew how painful it would be for a mage after being crippled. Living on like that could be worse than death.

Regardless of which path he chose, his life was over.

But Zeuss had yet to notice that Arthus and Rhett's foreheads were covered with sweat and that they seemed very nervous.

Mafa Merlin might not be powerful, but he seemed to have many assets… First, there was the Frost Dragon reaching level 38, and then the puppet that was comparable to an 8th Rank Archmage.

Their recent experiences were simply a nightmare…

Especially Rhett… Half a month ago, he had been attacked by the Frost Dragon and the puppet. He could only gnash his teeth when thinking about it.

It was to the point that when his disciple, Mark, asked him why he didn't teach Mafa Merlin a lesson, he could only force himself to say that he wasn't able to do so for the time being.

And it was true…

Actually, it wasn't as simple as not being able to handle him for now, but rather that he couldn't be dealt with at all!

Rhett had originally planned on warning Mark to not provoke the young mage again, but he suddenly discovered a sense of estrangement between him and his student. He was still looking for an opportunity to tell Mark what had happened that day.

But it looked like it was too late… Mark's grandfather, Zeuss, was an influential Representative of the Watson Family's Ancestral Land and had always spoiled Mark. He simply wouldn't let Mark feel wronged.

Sure enough…

After finding out that Mark had been injured, he had rushed to cause trouble for Mafa Merlin.

He naturally had an extreme hatred for that young mage, but the other side's trump cards were too frightening: A Frost Dragon and a puppet that had been crafted by someone close to the peak of the Artisan realm.

Under such circumstances, Zeuss would definitely bring about his own demise by troubling the young mage. Let alone Zeuss, even if he had another 8th Rank Archmage helping him, it still wouldn't be certain that he would be able to handle Mafa Merlin.

And he was alone…

Rhett was certain that Zeuss would suffer a loss if he acted against Mafa Merlin.

Moreover, this would bring a lot of trouble to the Watson Family. Finding the clues of the scepter was extremely important to the Watson Family. Even if they only got a third of the benefits in this joint venture, it would greatly strengthen the Family.

It would be a huge loss if Zeuss infuriated the young mage to the point that the Watson Family was expelled from the collaboration.

But just as Rhett thought of this, he heard the young mage's voice.

"Haha, Sir Zeuss, may I ask…" Lin Yun stared indifferently for a moment before a mocking expression appeared on his face. "Are you dreaming?"

'Oh no… This is over…'

Hearing the young mage's voice, Rhett began shuddering with apprehension.

There was no doubt about it… The young mage's snide question would truly infuriate Zeuss.

A battle would be unavoidable…

Once he retaliated, Zeuss' end would be determined, and he would be thoroughly defeated.

'What should I do… What should I do…?'

Rhett was under extreme pressure, but then he suddenly noticed terrifying mana fluctuations spreading everywhere. He suddenly looked at Zeuss in alarm.

'You can't attack!'

"Sir Zeuss… Sir Zeuss, I have to tell you something. Don't be in such a rush to attack, there must be a misunderstanding, we would be fine if we talked this out…" Having no other recourse, Rhett could only wipe the sweat off his forehead while trying to advise him.

"Rhett, what are you saying?" At this time, Zeuss looked at Rhett in anger, before saying with an icy expression, "Haha, I really didn't expect that you, Mark's teacher, would just watch as he was being bullied. Not only did you refrain from helping him out, but you're even speaking in favor of Mafa Merlin! You're quite something…"

Zeuss was disgusted with Rhett. Back then, Zeuss had been too busy in the Ancestral Land and couldn't free himself to give pointers to Mark, so he could only hand over his treasured grandson to Rhett.

At the time, Rhett was only a normal member of the Ancestral Land and hadn't joined the council yet. Seeing Rhett spare no efforts to guide his grandson, he deliberately brought up his name at the next meeting to elect a Representative and, with his influence, smoothly gained the position for Rhett.

But now, Rhett was far too disappointing.

"This… Sir Zeuss, you… Please listen to my explanation!" Sensing Zeuss' cold stare, Rhett couldn't help subconsciously lowering his head.

He had truly been wronged…

'Who said I'm helping Mafa Merlin? I'm clearly trying to save your life…'

Rhett could tell that with Zeuss' fiery temper, even if the young mage hadn't harmed Mark, that provocation alone would have been enough to make Zeuss react violently.

"Good, Rhett, I don't want to hear your explanation…" Zeuss impatiently waved his arm in anger while giving Rhett a cold glance, not hiding the hate within his eyes. He was thoroughly disappointed in him.

But Zeuss now wasn't in any hurry to make a move, and the frantic mana fluctuations gradually dissipated…

He had managed to calm down…

It wasn't due to Rhett's persuasion, but rather because of another reason. The true reason he left the Ancestral Land and came to the Horn of Fertility.

As an important member of the Watson Family's Ancestral Land, Zeuss naturally came into contact with the core secrets of the Family. Moreover, he knew the ancestry of the Watson Family could even be traced back to the end of the Nesser Dynasty, and after being established in the 3rd Dynasty, the Watson Family swiftly and fiercely grew to their glorious state.

The information gathered by this ancient Family wasn't something that most other forces could compare to. There was a lot of information stored within the Ancestral Land, and among these materials, there was something extremely shocking. It was precious information related to Ancient Gods. The Watson Family had been studying it since the start of the 3rd Dynasty in order to find any clues related to that Ancient God…

Not long ago, the old man that had lived in the Ancestral Land for close to a millennium suddenly looked for Zeuss and showed him that secret information. When looking at it, Zeuss was stunned. He felt shaken because it was actually related to an Ancient God.

He then understood that after generations of effort, the Watson Family had finally found some hints and deciphered many important lines in the text, one of which mentioned the name Constance. This Ancient God named Constance had once been grievously injured and had fallen in the Raging Flame Plane's Wailing River.

In fact, the Watson Family had already deciphered those clues several hundred years ago. They have considered the fight over the Raging Flame Plane extremely important, to the point that they could almost be considered reckless. Since then, they had taken over four forts and kept nibbling away at the Wailing River. And over a hundred years ago, the Ancestral Land once secretly dispatched troops along the coast of the Wailing River, they hadn't been able to find the corpse of an Ancient God. This disappointed a few higher-ups of the Watson Family and they almost gave up on their plan to find that Ancient God's corpse.

But a few days ago, they received news from the Horn of Fertility that a spatial crack had been discovered at the end of the Wailing River. A few Representatives in the know associated it with the Ancient God's corpse and thought that perhaps the information they had deciphered had been real.

Thus, the Ancestral Land deliberated on the matter for a while and decided to dispatch Zeuss.

Zeuss frowned as he looked at the black-robed mage standing not far away. He wasn't unfamiliar with that person… After all, he was a member of the Holy Land of the Black Tower called Falton. He had reached the 8th Rank a very long time ago and was bound to be his biggest competitor on this trip.

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Chapter 542: A Few Secrets

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Falton, a member of the Holy Land, suddenly came to the Horn of Fertility… This was extremely suspicious, to begin with. Zeuss was almost certain that it was linked to the secret of Ancient God Constantine.

'This is a bit tricky…'

Although Zeuss Watson was only a 7th Rank Archmage, he had already reached the peak of the 7th Rank over a hundred years ago. He had been unable to break through the 8th Rank for a long while, but as time passed, his strength increased. He could already contend against an 8th Rank Archmage a few decades ago and managed to remain undefeated.

But Falton clearly wasn't simple. Zeuss couldn't pinpoint the height he had reached, but one thing was certain: He had no confidence that he could defeat that mage from the Black Tower.

After calming down, he remembered that three major forces would enter the spatial tear. In addition to the Black Tower, there was also the Merlin Family.

But he did feel the people dispatched by the Merlin Family were quite shabby. They might not have known about the Ancient God at all. They probably only thought that a scepter was hidden behind that spatial tear.

But although the Merlin Family's power was meager, they still had a bit. If he killed this commander named Mafa, it would inevitably affect their plans.

It would undoubtedly push the Merlin Family towards the Black Tower…

After all, Falton was his biggest competitor. His strength was a profound mystery, and if he gained the support of the Merlin Family's people, it would make it much harder for Zeuss to obtain the Ancient God's corpse.

He definitely couldn't kill Mafa Merlin, at least for the time being…

They might even benefit from cooperating with Mafa Merlin…

His grandson's business was definitely negligible when compared to the Family's major plans. As a Representative of the Watson Family's Council, he had to do his utmost to uphold their interests. If he killed Mafa Merlin on impulse and it caused the Watson Family to suffer defeat in this exploration, then even an important Representative like him would be held accountable.

Although Zeuss' anger dissipated a bit as he thought of this, he still sneered. "Mafa Merlin, I think you should properly thank Rhett. Had he not spoken on your behalf, you would have already become a cold corpse…"

He could only resist the urge to kill Mafa Merlin for the moment…

However, as he finished his sentence, a few of the people there reacted poorly. The one who seemed most displeased was Mark Watson. He had even gotten ready to deal with the young mage himself, but his grandfather's words forestalled his actions. He rubbed his forehead and confirmed to himself that he hadn't misheard. At that time, his face turned somewhat pale. "Grandfather, you… How could you let that wretched guy off? Have you forgotten? He not only provoked the Watson Family, but he also had me beaten up…"

"Shut up!"

Zeuss' mood was quite poor to start with, but it sank when he heard his grandson's critical tone. He reprimanded him in a low voice, "Alright, Mark, your grudge with Mafa Merlin ends here. Act as if it never happened…"

"But… But…" Mark was in disbelief. 'How can we just call it here? Mafa Merlin made me so miserable, how could possibly I treat it as if nothing happened?'

This really was really letting Mafa off lightly…

"Mark, you have to remember my words…"

"Yes… I will keep it in mind." His grandfather's warning startled Mark, making him nod like a child. But this outcome clearly disappointed him.

He truly couldn't understand how it could have reached this point…

'Why is that damned Mafa Merlin so lucky?'Rhett awkwardly stood to the side. He had been scared and on edge at first because Zeuss had looked so resolute about attacking Mafa Merlin.

But he hadn't expected such a sudden change.

This was undoubtedly a good fortune amidst terrible luck. As for the words Zeuss just said, Rhett knew that it was an excuse. Zeuss must have had some other reason for not making a move against Mafa Merlin now.

Whatever the case, this was still good. At least he could look for another opportunity to explain to Zeuss what he had experienced.

"Haha…"

Among everyone there, Lin Yun was the calmest one. He didn't say anything, and if anyone were to carefully examine him, they would notice a hint of regret on his face.

Indeed, he regretted that Zeuss hadn't done anything to give him an excuse to deal with him.

He could naturally guess that Zeuss, who was comparable to an 8th Rank Archmage in strength, hadn't come for the scepter. And just like himself, he was paying attention to Black Tower's Falton.

Then…

If Lin Yun had guessed right, Zeuss and Falton both knew some secrets.

This wasn't good news for Lin Yun.

He had hoped that the infuriated Zeuss would attack first, and then he would retaliate with full power without giving him the slightest chance.

He wouldn't have dared to kill a member of the Watson Family normally… After all, the Ancestral Lands of both Families had come to an agreement to look for the Volcanic Mountain Range's Ruins together. If the agreement was broken off because of him, then not only would the Merlin Family suffer a loss, but he might end up missing the chance to get the Book of Ten Thousand Mantras.

However, the circumstances here were clearly special. Ancient God Constance's corpse was very important to him, and he would obtain it by any means necessary. It would have been great if he had a proper excuse to take out a competitor right here.

But for some unknown reason, Zeuss no longer seemed to be planning to attack him here, and he even reprimanded Mark.

He couldn't understand Zeuss' motivations.

Whatever the case, after this minor disturbance, the three major forces all came together, totalling ten people. But these people were all Archmages, without any exceptions.

The Black Tower only had three people, but they were all powerhouses that couldn't be ignored: Weiss, Suval and Falton. The Watson Family had one more person: 7th Rank Sword Saint Arthus, Representative Rhett, Mark's grandfather, Zeuss, and 3rd Rank Archmage Mark Watson was surprisingly tagging along.

Lin Yun only brought Frost Dragon Reina, Draconic Beastman Xiuban, and the Heaven Puppet.

At this time, the three major forces gathered and discussed a few details regarding entering the spatial tear. Falton and Zeuss didn't participate, and when everyone came to an agreement, they proceeded to enter.

Thus, everyone flew above the Wailing River, one after another, and instantly felt the blast of the heatwave. They quickly reached the middle of the Wailing River and caught sight of the area isolated from the flames. Arthus and Rhett, who were at the forefront, took the lead for the descent after confirming that there was no problem with the route.

But then, a screech echoed.

"Hell… F*cking hell!"

Something suddenly happened to that isolated area just as Arthus and Rhett reached it. Countless flames recklessly rushed over and broke through the spell set up around the spatial tear, flooding Rhett and Arthus in countless burning flames.

If that had been all, these two 7th Rank powerhouses wouldn't have panicked. Although the flames of the Wailing River were different from ordinary flames, they couldn't cause any substantial injury to powerhouses like them.

What they focused on were those snake-like Elementals slowly moving in the Wailing River. They were Flame Pythons born from the Wailing River, a rather unique kind of Elemental lifeform. They spent their lives in the Wailing River, and they would immediately die if they left it.

"Damnit, how could there be so many?" Arthus, who was wrapped in a layer of Aura, looked at these roaming Flame Pythons, pale from fear.

There were at least several hundred of them.

He had heard of these before, but it was his first time seeing them. The Flame Pythons were four to five meters long and possessed fierce poisonfire. As for their aura, it was exactly the same as the Wailing River's, which was the reason they hadn't discovered them before landing.

It now seemed that a group of Flame Pythons had been attracted by the spatial tear. The Flame Pythons instantly destroyed the magic isolation when the two of them descended.

"These damned Elementals…" Rhett's expression was unsightly as he cursed, feeling somewhat worried.

All the fire-attributed lifeforms living in the Wailing River, like the Flame Pythons, were terrifyingly powerful. Even a 5th Rank Archmage might have a hard time surviving when meeting such a group of Flame Pythons…

If there were only one or two dozen, he and Arthus could easily deal with them…

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But…

The Flame Pythons that had just appeared weren't limited to a few dozen… There were several hundred of them crowding around in all directions surrounding those two.

It was very frightening.

But, at this time, two silver silhouettes entered the Wailing River. One of them burst out with a Dragon Roar when she entered the Wailing River and turned into a huge Frost Dragon covered in glittering scales.

"Rumble…"

The Frost Dragon's huge claws had indescribably terrifying power, letting out a disgusting sound as a Flame Python's head was crushed.

Cold light was emitted from the Frost Dragon's mouth as a Dragon Breath blossomed out and spread, freezing the surrounding Flame Pythons into chunks of ice. Flame Elementals like the Flame Pythons would die once their flames stopped burning. The frozen Flame Pythons couldn't escape the layer of ice and their flames gradually darkened. After a few seconds, they were completely extinguished.

In less than ten seconds, the Frost Dragon had dealt with close to a hundred Flame Pythons.

As for the other silver silhouette, it was naturally the Heaven Puppet. Its fighting style was a lot cruder. It was holding the Doom Staff and had power comparable to that of an 8th Rank Archmage. Magic rays criss-crossed through the air and pierced through the bodies of the Flame Pythons. The Doom Staff also flickered with purple light as a multi-colored Dragon Breath was spat out, washing the Flame Pythons away.

The fight ended after three minutes, and not a single Flame Python remained in the area. Then, the Frost Dragon returned to her human form and left with the puppet.

But Arthus and Rhett stood there, spellbound.

That short battle had terrified them. They hadn't made any moves… The Frost Dragon and the puppet had dealt with hundreds of Flame Pythons on their own, and it had only taken them three minutes. This was really incredible.

The two couldn't help feeling lingering fear. After glancing at each other, they saw that they both had fearful expressions.

They felt lucky to have survived against these two terrifying existences.

Especially Arthus… His face was devoid of blood when he saw the Frost Dragon once again. That claw attack remained fresh in his memories and was simply a nightmare.

Soon after, Rhett and Arthus also left…

Not long after, the Black Tower's Weiss made a move and used an isolation spell to once again isolate that area of the Wailing River. The group then approached the pitch-black tear emitting intense mana fluctuations.

Usually, the mages who wanted to go to another plane would choose to build a Planar Path. But the prerequisite for that was having the Planar Coordinates.

But Lin Yun's group didn't have any planar coordinates, so they had no choice but to summon up their courage and pass through the spatial tear to reach the plane on the other side.

Everyone knew that this was extremely risky. Only Heaven Rank powerhouses would dare to casually explore a spatial tear.

However, reality didn't give Lin Yun and the others any choice.

At this time, the silent Falton stared at the spatial tear with his black pupils and muttered, "This is too risky…"

Everyone turned towards Falton while looking stunned. What was the point of Falton saying this now? They all knew that it was risky to go through the spatial tear.

But saying that was meaningless… If they didn't go through it, what else could they do?

Just as everyone thought of this, a sneer echoed. Zeuss asked on behalf of everyone, "Sir Falton, since you said that this is too risky, does that mean you have another way? If you really feel that it's too dangerous, you might as well not go…"

From Zeuss' tone, everyone could hear that he had some enmity with Falton.

Rhett, Weiss, Suval, and the others all felt baffled. If they weren't wrong, this should have been their first meeting. Where was this hostility coming from?

Apart from the people involved, only Lin Yun understood what was happening. Zeuss regarded Falton as a competitor.

"We can send someone first to give it a try…"

Falton turned a blind eye to Zeuss' hostility, seeming not to care about it at all. He slowly passed his gaze across everyone before his withering yellow palm fished out two purple crystals from his black robe. His gaze then landed on Lin Yun and with an unquestionable tone, he said, "You take care of it. Take one of them, and let me know when you reach the other plane."

After saying that, he handed a Whisper Crystal to Lin Yun.

But, just as Falton finished speaking, Weiss made a very awkward expression. "Sir Falton… This… This isn't good."

In fact, Weiss was feeling extremely nervous.

He really wanted to let Falton know that sooner or later, an accident would happen if he kept treating the young mage like that.

With his identity as a Planar Commander, he couldn't be the one sent to scout ahead. It was so dangerous there, and if he ran out of luck, he would be lost forever.

Even Weiss felt that this kind of treatment was unfair.

Naturally, the most important factor was the young mage's strength.

By relying on himself and his countless Magic Tools, he should be able to defeat a 7th Rank Archmage easily. If he used some of his hidden cards, he might be able to contend against an 8th Rank Archmage.

Moreover, the young mage was followed by a genuine Frost Dragon whose strength was comparable to his own in her Human Shape. In her natural form, she would definitely surpass level 38.

He had no choice but to advise against it… There would be a lot of trouble if the young mage was provoked.

Even Harren was somewhat cautious around Mafa and had guessed that a mysterious Heaven Rank powerhouse was hiding behind him. Moreover, no ordinary Heaven Rank powerhouse would be able to teach this young mage.

"What isn't good?" Falton couldn't help frowning, his gaze turning icy as he looked at Weiss.

Weiss suddenly felt a chill spreading from his feet to the rest of his body.

"Haha, I have to agree… Sir Falton, that this method isn't that good." At this time, Zeuss cut in and threw a taunting glance at Falton. "Mafa Merlin is also the commander of the Merlin Family's Planar Legion, how could he do such a thing?"

Mark, who was standing behind Zeuss, had a terrible expression on his face when he heard those words. 'Is there a problem with grandfather's brain?'

Probably only Zeuss knew that he was only saying this to oppose Falton. This was their first clash.

"Then let me know what should be done…" Falton paused and looked at Zeuss, a deep frown on his face.

"The method you suggested, wouldn't it be better if you replace Mafa Merlin? You are the only 8th Rank Archmage in our group."

"I think Sir Zeuss is more suitable…"

"Definitely not as suitable as you."This squabble lasted five more minutes, but the two of them were still in a deadlock. Thus, they could only take a step back from their positions and have everyone go in together.

Fortunately, the tear was huge, over ten meters long and three meters wide. It was enough for ten people to go through at the same time. Thus, after a few minutes to prepare themselves, everyone entered the tear. Their surroundings suddenly turned pitch-black and remained that way for about half a minute before a bright light appeared.

Everyone let out relieved sighs.

But then, they suddenly felt that their bodies were falling uncontrollably, making them realize that they had appeared somewhere high in the air.

The other end of the spatial tear had been at an abnormal place. After the initial surprise, they quickly calmed down and cast Levitation and Flight spells in an orderly manner. Having stabilized themselves, they were then able to examine their surroundings and see a huge lake below them.

"Quickly find a place to stay, we must first examine this plane…" Falton frowned. As an 8th Rank Archmage, he already had a very deep understanding of Laws. After coming to this plane, he had discovered that the Laws of the Four Elements were already well-developed.

Hearing him clearly, everyone moved towards the area pointed out by Falton, preparing to cross the lake.

"Rumble…"

But a ripple suddenly appeared on the surface of the originally calm lake. A huge shadow became visible and the team couldn't help stopping to look at the lake. As more and more shadows appeared, a massive snake head burst out from the lake, reeking of a poisonous odor

Before anyone could react, more snake heads rushed out one after the other. There were nine identical snake heads, but there was a huge difference in mana fluctuations between the nine of them.

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Chapter 544: Hydra

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The massive body slowly emerged from the lake, and the countless dark golden patterns on its skin flickered mesmerizingly under the sunlight.

"Hydra!"

Weiss' horrified shout broke the silence. Even Lin Yun was surprised when he recognized the Hydra, a grave expression appearing on his face.

A Hydra wasn't an ordinary magic beast…

It had nine different kinds of magic power and was innately gifted in magic. It could only be described as terrifying. This race had once lived alongside Ancient Gods in Noscent, but nowadays, Hydras were already on the verge of extinction.

Without a doubt, every single Hydra was a terrifying existence, and they all stood at the Heaven Rank. And during the peak of the Magic Era, a Hydra called Shudela became known as one of the Four Magic Beast Emperors!

The existing Hydras rarely appeared in Noscent…

And Shudela was among them. Lin Yun was certain that in this era, Shudela was already standing at the peak of the Heaven Rank. It was just that very few people knew of its existence.

It was hardly an exaggeration to say that Shudela was one of the most powerful beings of this era. Shudela wasn't a mere magic beast… It was one of the rulers of Noscent.

Only during the peak of the Magic Era would the name Shudela gradually surface. At that time, Shudela would become one of the Four Magic Beast Emperors.

During the peak of the Magic Era, magic civilization had developed too much, which affected the existence of magic beasts. The four most powerful magic beasts negotiated with the humans on behalf of the magic beasts. That negotiation would redefine the living space of the magic beasts. Although the magic beasts were still oppressed by the humans after this, they at least had some designated areas to live in.

Lin Yun was truly shocked. He hadn't expected to meet a genuine Hydra. He remembered that in this era, there were only eight Hydras, and they all lived in different areas of Noscent, each one at the Heaven Rank.

But although the one that appeared before them had a terrifying aura, it was far from having reached the Heaven Rank. Clearly, this Hydra wasn't one of those eight.

Then, Lin Yun recalled an important piece of information. It was something he had read in the decaying library. Reportedly, the nine heads of the Hydras of the Ancient God Era all would be identical, but during the era of the Chromatic Dragons and Pure-blooded Elves, the numbers of Hydras had steeply declined, which gave rise to mutations… Changes started appearing between their nine heads.

After all, the nine heads of a Hydra represented nine different types of magic. After mutation, if the Hydra specialized in a certain type of magic, that head would grow bigger and bigger.

Obviously, since the Hydra that appeared in front of them had nine identical heads, this was a Hydra from the Ancient God Era. This meant that the power of its nine different types of magic power was balanced, but it wasn't specialized in any particular one.

Didn't that mean that this plane had remained stuck at the Ancient Era?

It was strange…

Suddenly, the nine heads of the Hydra let out a deafening roar. As the maws opened, the sharp fangs flickered with cold lights. Nine different types of magic power engulfed everyone.

Most of the people ended up pale from fear, rushing to use all kinds of methods to dodge. At that moment, several Flame Bursts accurately hit one of the heads with a loud rumble, but they only left some marks on that Hydra's head, apparently not injuring it in the slightest.

But those Flame Bursts actually made the Hydra issue a mournful shout. Those lantern-sized eyes stared at Lin Yun with intense hatred.

The nine heads swept at Lin Yun at an impressive speed. But at this time, a deep Draconic Incantation echoed as Frost Dragon Reina hovered above the Hydra, hurling many Ice Spells down onto those heads. The appearance of the Frost Dragon attracted the attention of the Hydra and it started launching a fierce offensive on Reina.

"Rumble…"

Deafening sounds kept echoing.

After half a minute of struggle, Reina was falling into a disadvantageous position. It seemed quite difficult to deal with the Hydra's attacks. She was grazed by one of the Hydra's spells and received a small injury.

Then, a silver silhouette streaked across the sky. It was Lin Yun's Heaven Puppet. When wielding the Doom Staff, its strength was undoubtedly terrifying. One wave of magic rays alleviated the pressure Reina was under, but despite that, it was still very strenuous for Reina and the Heaven Puppet to handle that Hydra.

Not far in the sky, Arthus and Rhett Watson were foolishly staring at this scene. They had already experienced the power of the Frost Dragon and the puppet, and they had even seen it clearly before they crossed the spatial tear.

But now, the Frost Dragon and the puppet together were unable to handle a Hydra…

Then, just how frightening was that Hydra's power?

The battle had sunk into a deadlock. The Frost Dragon and the puppet's attacks were becoming more and more concentrated. The Hydra kept roaring and thrashing about, and although they couldn't really injure it, they could keep it at bay.

The nine heads suddenly let out a deep, synchronized roar. One of its heads flickered with a dazzling white light as it released a white mist filled with an icy aura.

Everyone felt a chill, as if danger was coming.

"Eternal Frost…"

Even Lin Yun was startled. He was likely the one who understood the best how much trouble they were in. Though the Magic Array, he clearly noticed that the energy of the head flickering with white light was very chaotic. This was how he realized that the Hydra was planning to detonate its head to use Eternal Frost.

This would be a disaster for the group, Lin Yun included…

That definitely wasn't an exaggeration…

After all, it was a spell so powerful that the Hydra had to sacrifice a head to cast it. Its power could only be described as utterly terrifying.

If the Hydra successfully used it, there was no doubt that everyone would be frozen. Perhaps only powerhouses like Jouyi or Harren would be able to escape.

There was a battle that had been widely talked about during the earlier parts of the peak of the Magic Era. Five Heaven Rank powerhouses once tried to capture a Hydra to research it. Their goal was the weakest Hydra living in Noscent, which had yet to reach the High Rank Heaven Realm.

The five Heaven Ranks had complete confidence in themselves, thinking that catching the Hydra shouldn't be too difficult.

And it was actually true…

The Hydra was at a complete disadvantage at the start of the fight and was seriously injured by them. But when it was in imminent peril, one of the nine heads used Eternal Frost and froze everything within a few kilometers, including those five Heaven Ranks.

Then…

The story ended there.

Thus, Lin Yun knew that no matter the cost, he had to stop the Hydra.

In an instant, flames raged around his body as he entered his Fire Elemental Incarnation state. With no time to hesitate, he used five Flame Flashes in a row, crossing several hundred meters in an instant while hurriedly incanting, his two Alchemic Mana Whirlpool revolving crazily.

Then…

A strange scene appeared. The Hydra's huge body was struggling as if it had lost its support. It quickly fell down until it crashed in the lake, disappearing without a trace.

"Disappeared…"

Everyone was stunned by the sudden change. Even Falton and Zeuss, who had stayed out of this, were looking at the lake with serious expressions.

"That's…"

A cold aura suddenly assaulted everyone, making them look at the lake in shock. The cold aura was being emitted from the lake. The originally calm lake was now a glittering white as countless fragments of ice condensed. An area of several kilometers was now frozen.

The Hydra had disappeared less than ten seconds ago, yet there had been such a shocking change.

At this time, a heavy fog filled everyone's hearts.

"Shouldn't that be the innate spell of Hydras, Eternal Frost? If the Hydra hadn't fallen into the lake, we would have been completely frozen… This is truly frightening." The 7th Rank Sword Saint from the Watson Family was looking at the lake in a daze, before letting out an alarmed cry. Rhett was in a similar state.

Frost Dragon Reina had returned to her Human Shape and a worried expression appeared on her icy face. "What about him? How did he disappear? This…"

"You are talking about Sir Merlin?" Xiuban slowly said. He then pointed at the frozen lake. "I just saw Sir Merlin and that monster fall in together…"

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