Chapter 617 - Each with Their Own Plans
Advent of the Archmage
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âMaster, are you okay?â That was Nana. Her voice was the calmest as if everything that had happened was normal.
âLord!â That was the Magicians and Warriors of Ferde. They stared at Link with reverence. Worship was written all over their faces.
âDuke, how are you?â That was the Red Dragon Warriors. The dragons were known as the Legendary Race, but theyâd been shocked by Linkâs performance.
This was the first time in Firumanâs recorded history that someone could remain unharmed after facing a divine punishment!
Link also let out a sigh of relief. The earlier clash had been thrilling to the max. Even though he used the Level-17 Legendary spell, heâd had to use extreme effort to stabilize the spell and restrain the Saint.
During this process, any flaw would allow the Saint to break free and ruin everything. He would still be killed.
Thankfully, heâd succeeded.
At this time, the crowd suddenly fell silent and parted to the side. Celine walked over. Her eyes were slightly red, and there were faint trails of tears on her face. Sheâd been crying.
Link could obviously guess why. Without speaking, he walked up and hugged her. They embraced silently. The surrounding people kept silent too.
After a long while, Celine whispered, âAfter going back, Iâm going to study Soul magic! I want to get stronger! Even if we fail in the end, itâll be a failure after we worked together. I donât want to watch from the side anymore.â
Celineâs voice was calm, but Link could hear a determination that hadnât been present before.
Link was too familiar with Celineâs personality. She would either not do something or use her whole heart and keep going even at a dead end. She wouldnât stop even if she was defeated.
In the game, she didnât want to become her fatherâs slave, so she went from hiding to doing everything to attack. During this process, sheâd experienced unimaginable pain and torture. Her personality had even become twisted, but she still kept going.
Since sheâd decided, Link wouldnât disagree. He would do his best to help Celine get stronger so she could take less wrong turns in this process.
Patting her back, Link murmured, âOkay, thatâs my girl.â
There were many people watching. After the initial outburst, Celine calmed down. Seeing all the people, her cheeks turned hot. She tried not to act abnormally and pretended to be composed as she broke free from Link.
Link looked up at everyone and smiled. âAlright, the danger is over. Our airship is destroyed, but the magic material inside is still good. Letâs recycle them and then go to the crack.â
âYes, Lord!â No one objected.
Everyone turned to the ruined airship. Link walked in the crowd, but his mind was on the Jogu in his spatial ring.
He now had 309 while he needed 300 to completely fix the crack. He could summon Travel Magician Aisenis now.
Iâll summon him after we get inside the crack barrier, Link decided.
Just as they were cleaning up the battlefield, Glyn and Molina regrouped at the border between the Golden Plains and Hengduan Mountain Range.
Molina was in bad shape. Her face was horribly pale, and her breaths had a bloody smell. At closer inspection, one would see that her bare skin had cracked, covered with web-like fissures. They were extremely deep and revealed red flesh.
This was the side effect of divine power forcefully entering her body. Earlier, the Saint had used her body.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Glyn was in bad shape too. Heâd forcefully used transmissions under the interference of the outside world. Even though heâd succeeded in the end, his internal organs had moved. He wasnât hurt on the surface, but his internal injuries werenât any better than Molina. He was a demon, but he was also a Magician. His body was weaker than demon Warriors.
When the two regrouped, they stared at each other speechlessly. Even something as extreme as the divine punishment couldnât kill the Ferde lord. What more was there to say?
After half a minute, a sudden eagleâs caw broke the silence. Glyn coughed softly and asked, âPriestess, how are your injuries?â
âIâm alright. I can recover after some rest. How about you?â Molina was embarrassed. Sheâd embarrassed her master today. In order to hide the awkwardness, she had to say this nonsense.
âIâm alright too.â
After that, they were silent again.
The wind blew past. After another pregnant pause, Glyn spoke again. âWhat happened today was actually an accident. The Ferde lord must have been prepared. Thatâs why he could fight against the divine punishment. His background probably isnât that simple either.â
âWhat do you mean?â Molina asked.
âThe humans say that heâs the God of Lightâs chosen one...â
Molina froze and then shook her head. âI donât think so. My master hasnât seen the glory of the chosen one on him. He never prays to the God of Light or contacts the church either.â
âUh...â Glyn didnât know what to say. He obviously wasnât as familiar about religion as the priestess. But he had his own reasons. âHow do you explain his last move?â
The huge with a huge figure, the tone of the figure... Everything looked as if a god had come to the mortal world.
Glyn had been far away. To him, the fight between the Ferde lord and Molina had seemed more like the representatives of two gods fighting rather than divine punishment.
âNo, no, no. That was only a spell,â Molina explained. âHe just made it fancier. It was around the pinnacle of Level-17 and didnât contain any divine power. I could feel it.â
This shocked Glyn even more. âPinnacle of Level-17? Heâs already at the pinnacle of Level-17? This...â
Reaching Level-17 using divine power and reaching it on your own were two totally different concepts.
The former was like a regular person getting a magic fire gun. They could easily kill a regular person. Even a strong figure might not be their match. But their weakness was obvious too. They couldnât use the spell to the max.
The latter was like a person with strict training who had a magic fire gun. Their combat ability could make someone feel hopeless! A Level-17 Magician was someone who could make others feel despair. Glyn had Level-16 power in the Abyss, but he could only look up to someone at the pinnacle of Level-17. He could only worship those in Level-19, just like how he worshipped Nozama.
If there really was this powerful of a human, there was no point in the war anymore. The Army of Destruction should just disband, the demons returning to the Abyss, Nagas retreating, Dark Elves back to the Dark Hell, and High Elves back to the Isle of Dawn. Everyone should hide and try not to get destroyed, waiting painfully until this Legendary figure died.
Glyn suddenly felt the urge to go back to the Abyss and never come back to Firuman.
Molina shook her head. âNo, he isnât that strong. I could feel that he used some divine gear to temporarily reach that strength. It canât be maintained, and he must pay for it somehow. I could feel some unknown chaos enter his body. Of course, he is still a force to be reckoned with.â
Glyn was slightly relieved, but he still wasnât sure. âReally?â
Molina nodded lightly. âYes! God gave me power and also blessed me with superhuman perception. Right now, the Ferde lord should be at the pinnacle of Level-12. That is power, but not undefeatable. There will be a way to deal with him. Even if we canât, Princess Ellie will be able to. Sheâs very strong.â
Glyn finally relaxed. He was really mentally scarred from seeing Linkâs performance against the Saint. After thinking, he said, âBut that guy is truly strong. In the windstorm, he could even dodge my sneak attack and attack immediately. He almost killed me. No, my wound is too serious. I must rest for a while.â
He had to report the princessâ situation to his master. Nozama had been missing Princess Celine; he would love this news. He had to report todayâs battle too so his master could be prepared.
With that, his body vaporized into black fog and disappeared into the mountains. Even Molina didnât know where he went.
Seeing Glyn leave, Molina cursed, âTricky bastard. You run fast, huh.â
She couldnât stay here any longer either. After a short rest to recover a bit, she ran towards the Black Forest. Princess Ellie should learn about the situation.
There was still a lot of divine power within her. After a while, her wounds were mostly healed, and sheâd sped up too. Traveling like this, she reached the Skeletal Fort in the north of the Black Forest by noon of the next day.
After finding Princess Ellie, Molina reported the battle in detail.
At this time, Eugene had been reading in the Skeletal Fort. After listening to Molina, his body shook in disbelief. âEven the divine punishment was useless?â
Molina didnât answer. After all, this humiliated the God of Destruction.
Eugene tapped against the bone table and fell silent. A few minutes later, he asked, âYou said that Link was hurt?â
âYes.â
âCan he recover soon?â
âProbably not. These injuries pertain to the power of the principles. The Ferde lord isnât that strong.â
âOh.â Eugene fell silent. A few minutes later, he asked again, âSo can we do a divine punishment again?â
Molina froze, her expression darkening. âYour Highness, please watch your language! We mortals should be humble before the gods!â
This divine punishment had used up so much divine power, but this person wanted to do it again. Did she think that a god could be used like a tool? This was blasphemy.
If they really did it, Molina would punish her first!
âOkay, okay, we wonât talk about that. Iâll think of something else,â Eugene quickly said. She knew that fervent believers had no logic. They would throw away all logic for their religion.
Squinting her dark eyes, Eugeneâs thoughts whirred. Finally, her gaze landed on Morpheus, the Shadow Walker in the South.
That guy is an upstart, but heâs still powerful. Maybe I can borrow some power from him.
At this time, Eugene didnât know that Link had finished cleaning up the ruins and reached the crack barrier. Link was also thinking something similar.
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Very good, Army of Destruction. I canât be fooled by you every time. This time, you can taste my power!
With that in mind, Link started contacting Aisenis.