Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 238 The Founder

The voice not had come to an end from the magical device. There seemed to be nothing else left on there in terms of sounds or voices. No clues as to who it actually came from or who had left all of the information.

Although Raze did have a pretty good idea, as he had been led to this place becuase of a particular person in the first place.

From the voice message there were a few things that interested him, and he thought back to the last line that was spoken, talking about the ‘Atlas orb.’

‘This god-tier item, it’s nothing I’ve heard of before. It was either an item before my time as a mage, or one that came from another dimension. It fell into the hands of the founder from the sounds of it, and all the messages he was leaving in case someone else found him, was it Alter that was after him?

‘I can see why Alter would be after him for having a god-tier item, but why would the founder keep the item. Did he not trust Alter to look after it?’

After a bit more thinking, Raze remembered that the Bonum Society, they were after an item as well. There was a chance that it could be the same item that the two were looking for.

‘It’s quite difficult because it’s also hard to tell how much time has passed since the founder of the Dark faction. Was it a few hundred years? It would seem to be the case to affiliate all the clans under one banner.

‘It’s not something that could be done overnight. Maybe the founder was able to keep it a secret to the end. Both the Bonum Society and Alter both think one of the other has the item and are at each other’s throats looking for it.’ Raze thought, but he was truly grasping at thin threads here, and he knew that.

There was just too much lacking information.

‘If that is the case, then the founder might have the item himself, or it’s in the hiding place if he’s still alive. I might be the first person to come across the message as well. What I need to do is find out what the item even does.

‘I could ask Dame? If he doesn’t know anything, then I could also try asking Alter, even Himmy about it. I could just make up something about hearing it in passing.’

There was more than that which Raze had to find out though, and that was about the Founder himself. He figured that someone at the academy should know finer details about who he was and what he did.

The history of Pagna was becoming more important as time went on, as there seemed to be connections that were stemming back a few hundred years between the two worlds.

With the message having ended, inputting Raze’s magic a little more, the device did something different this time. From the top, a glowing light displayed and a projection had hit the cavern wall.

Glowing in a bright white light, there was writing, as well as the drawing of a magic formation. Instantly Raze knew what it was. The Founder wasn’t lying; it was details about how to use the spell Astral projection.

The way for Raze to travel back to Alterian.

‘This man was a great mage.’ Raze thought as he studied the circle and the technique. The first part was instructions. From the way it read, it was like that of a cultivation technique.

The closing of the eyes, the sensing of an energy form within. Then there was an added part with the magic, and the instructions of the circle.

The mage inside Raze wanted to meet this person and talk to him. Yet, it was something he hardly got the chance to do in the past, was talk with other mages about the research he had founded.

‘Whatever the power was of the Atlas Orb, why didn’t he use it himself?’ Raze started to wonder. ‘Or did he know its uses and deem it as too dangerous? According to him, the next clue was in Alterian.’

Raze was debating with himself back and forth on whether he should try out the astral projection spell. Heading back to Alterian, it wasn’t something he expected so soon. Yet, it would only be a temporary visit.

With such a small visit, what could he accomplish?

‘I could try and find out a clue about the Atlas orb? To do that, I would have to find out about the founder. Based on his skills he would have had to have been a 9-star mage. There haven’t been many 9-star mages in the history of Alterian.

‘If we narrow it down to those that had sudden disappearances, I should be able to find out who he was. I can’t find out that information in Pagna, but I should be able to find it on Alterian.’

The more Raze thought about it, the less risky it sounded. While in the cave, he wouldn’t fear death so much. While in this form in Alterian, the only thing it took up was Mana, so even if he was hit or someone attempted to kill him, it wouldn’t do much either.

There were practically no risks in going to Alterian right now for a look; well, there was one. That the spell that was being used was a complete lie, and it wouldn’t lead one to Alterian.

From what Raze could tell from the magic circle, the astral projection spell should work normally. So why did it send one back to Alterian.

‘I guess, my curiosity has gotten the better of me. I want to see what Alterian is like, now that they have considered the Dark Magus…dead.’

Walking up to the wall, Raze started to note down all of the techniques and the magic formula. He then began to draw the magic circle on the cave floor. After copying what was up ahead, it was now just down to him to complete the rest.

‘Alterian, I wonder what I’ll find out…should I look into the Grand Magus’s lives, or will that just make me want to act. Originally I wanted to spread the name of Dark Magus again, just so I could have a look at their faces. To grow fear into them…but is it the best thing to do?’

Shaking his head, Raze started to focus; he had already decided and who knew, maybe he could only last a couple of minutes at most in the other world.

Focusing, Raze concentrated on his breathing. As he took a deep breath through his nose, he breathed out through his mouth, and allowed a linger of his magic to touch the ground. The magic circle started to activate.

Raze continued to breathe, and the magic circle seemed to be reacting with his breathing, each time the magic would come out.

“I have to feel the separation of mana, from my body and heart. To take it out, but not just that, I have to think

of a connection. Something back on Alterian that will link me to that world.” Raze started to think hard.

He was trying to think of the items, but nothing solid was coming to his mind, and it didn’t feel like it was working; what else would link him to the world of Alterian. He didn’t want to just end up anyway.

While in the middle of a deep thought, his Magic core started to activate. The Darkness was burning a bright purple, and the air all around him and in the cave started to swirl around.

Raze had found a connection to Alterian, and it was through his Dark Magic.