Lord of the Magical Beasts

“There have been many powerful fighters within the Tailun Continent over the millennia, and amongst them are no lack of powerful fighters who have reached the peak of Domain Expert. However, why are there only a few of those strong fighters able to make it to become a Divine-level Expert?” Brent took a sip of rum, then looked at the deliberating mermaid Evelyn before turning to look at the confused Yang Ling.

“It is rumored that one has to understand a profound law in order to advance to become a Divine-level Expert. However, this law is extremely difficult to understand, and that is the reason as to why there are so little Divine-level Experts!” Even though she did not know about the specific reason, Evelyn had once heard the priest from the divine temple tell her about some general knowledge, and could faintly understand the situation.

“The laws behind magical spells of different elements are indeed difficult to understand, but this is just part of the reason!” Elder Brent paused for a moment, then slowly continued, “More importantly, the Magical Elements in the other dimensions are far richer in the other dimensions than at the Tailun Continent. In order to break through the bottleneck, most of the people who have cultivated their abilities to the peak of Domain Expert, and even a few strong fighters at the peak of sage-level have all thought of ways to reach the other dimensions through the Space Cracks.”

“That’s not right, if there are so many people who have gone to the other dimensions, why do we not hear of anyone coming back over the millennia?” Yang Ling shook his head in confusion. If there were indeed that many strong fighters who have gone to the other dimensions to train over the course of history, there should have been a few of them who have reached divine-level. Why has he never heard of news regarding this?

“The area between dimensions are all terrifying Space Turbulences. It is difficult to head there, but it is even more difficult to return. Even a Divine-level Expert would find it hard to accurately pinpoint the location of the Tailun Continent in the vast amounts of Space Turbulence, much less a person at the peak of Domain Expert. They would reach a foreign dimension or get lost within the Space Turbulence if they were not careful. In fact, they might even be torn to shreds by the violent Space Turbulence!”

Elder Brent’s tone was deep. Under his explanation, the group further understood reasons that not many people did, realizing just how terrifying the Space Turbulence was. If they wanted to move between the dimensions, not only did they require strength, they also needed a certain amount of luck.

Even a Divine-level Expert cannot accurately pinpoint the location?

Yang Ling shook his head. Originally, he had wanted to head to the Dimension of Dead Souls to search for the mysterious Skyreach Tower after the events here drew to a close. Now, it looks like things were clearly not that simple! The relics of the Ancient Wizards were important, however, he did not wish to not be able to return after reaching the Dimension of Dead Souls, making it such that he had to spend his life with a bunch of disgusting zombies or skeletons forever.

“Sir, good news, a bunch of troops had found a tunnel to the third level within a valley a few miles away from here!” Just as Yang Ling was thinking hard about good ways to pass through the Space Turbulence, the withered-looking Corpse Wizard King walked in excitedly.

“What are the reactions of the other major factions?” The underground tomb was incredibly perilous. Yang Ling did not want to charge to the front and be part of the frontline.

“Hehe, other than a few troops who are tired of living, no one dares take the lead and charge into the area. It looks like the various major factions would only take action together after resting for at least a day!” The Corpse Wizard King let out a cold laugh, pausing for a moment before saying, “However, I’ve searched for a good half of the day, but cannot find the rest of the people from the Church. No one knows where they’ve hidden themselves!”

Giving up on their mission and hiding?

After recovering from his surprise, Yang Ling let out a cold laugh. Originally, he had been prepared to take advantage of the chaos and take action in the shadows after entering the third level of the underground tomb, completely eradicating the army sent forth by the Church by killing Brown and the rest of his personal guards by his side. Yang Ling did not expect the old fogey Brown to be this crafty, hiding like a fox.

The obscure ripples of energy enveloping the underground tomb had greatly suppressed the radius and perceptual distance of his senses. If the old fogey Brown had secretly hidden alone at a dilapidated corner, finding him might prove to be a challenge; However, he made the mistake of bringing the Church Templar Odombra by his side.

Even if just a faint shred of energy ripples was released by the brand hidden deep within the soul of the puppet, it would not escape the senses of Yang Ling, a Soul Wizard that had advanced to the level of high-level Divine Wizard.

The old fogey Brown was crafty, too crafty. He had led his personal guards in disguising themselves as a few troops, hiding themselves at a dilapidated small valley at the outer perimeter of the underground tomb. Unfortunately, his plan was not as secure as he had intended. Odombra had exposed their position.

“Elder Brent, Miss Evelyn, please sit here for a moment. I’m going to take a stroll outside and will return immediately!” After finding the tracks of Brown and his group through the soul ripples released by Odombra, Yang Ling let out a faint smile, leading the Corpse Wizard King, Winnink and the rest as they left quickly.

“Sir, should we get Sir Brent to come together with us?” Ymort whispered his suspicion. He was the most cautious after having personally witnessed how powerful the Church Templars were.

“Hehe, relax, there’s no way the old fogey Brown can run away. There’s no need to disturb Sir Brent for something like this!” Thinking about the secret weapon he had in his hands, Yang Ling let out a mysterious smile, “Rodriguez, Winnink, summon your undead armies and surround the entire valley!”

“Sir, you mean to…” The Corpse Wizard King was more pumped up than anyone, sensing the development of a plot.

“The elder of the Church Templars Brown, unfortunately, lost his life in order to purify a group of undead creatures. Due to this, the army of the Church that had entered the underground tomb had unfortunately been exterminated.” Looking at the excited Corpse Wizard King, Yang Ling shook his head, telling him the location of Brown and his group. He then said calmly, “Rodriguez, I believe that I do not have to elaborate on what to do next!”

“Hehehe, I understand!” After understanding Yang Ling’s intentions, the Corpse Wizard King let out a cackle, signalling for Winnink to put on the human skin mask, then casting a wind element Acceleration Spell as they left quickly.

After seeing the Corpse Wizard King and Winnink disappear into the darkness, Yang Ling let out a cold laugh, leading the Dark Dragon King, Ymort and rest to greet Elder Klive, Elder Faern and the rest along they way. He made his way a few rounds around the land basin littered with stone plaques before heading slowly toward the small valley where Brown and his group were.

After returning to the outer regions of the tomb, the Corpse Wizard King and Winnink were in their element, instructing a large group of zombies, mummies and undead knights in launching a strong offensive on Brown and his group, assaulting them while they were down. Remembering how arrogant the Church was in the past, seeing how far they have fallen, the Corpse Wizard King cackled loudly in his excitement. When Yang Ling reached the area leading the Five Great Wizard Guards, the battle had already reached its last legs.

As an elder of the Templars, Brown was immensely powerful. He launched powerful large-scale spells such as the Lightning Tempest and Sky Burning Flames one after the other, his offensive capabilities alarming. He killed at least a thousand of the undead creatures.

Unfortunately, a person’s Magical Energy would run out one day, no matter how much of it they had. Faced with the tidal assault of the undead army, faced with the Corpse Wizard King who would frequently cast mental attacks at point-blank range from time to time while hiding within the undead army, Brown was unable to free himself from the embattlement no matter how hard he tried. The personal guards by his side fell one after the other. Finally, all there was left was the group leader of Templars Odombra and Brown himself.

“Yang Ling?” Seeing Yang Ling appear at the entrance of the valley, Elder Brown who had dishevelled hair and covered in blood was alarmed, the reached an epiphany, “It’s you, so it’s you who is doing this in the shadows?”

Looking at the undead army that would not scatter, then seeing Yang Ling walk over, even a fool would realize what was going on. Remembering that his army of over two thousand elites had died by Yang Ling’s hands, Brown’s eyes turned red, wanting desperately to personally tie Yang Ling to the Flame Punishment Pillar and burning him alive. As a mighty elder of the Templars, he had never once experienced such humiliation.

Seeing Brown’s ferocious expression, Yang Ling stepped forward on the path freed by the undead army, coldly saying, “I have said before, the Magical Beast Territory will never support the strong and bully the weak, however, we also do not fear threats of anyone. If you wish to capture me back to the Holy City for interrogation, you would naturally have to pay the corresponding price. Even if it’s the powerful Church, I will one day make it crumble into dust!”

“Hahaha, destroy the entire Church, just with the abilities of a small leader like you?” Brown let out a burst of huge laughter, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. His expression changed after laughing, clenching his teeth as he said in fury, “Explosion, die, let’s die together!”

Seeing the horde of undead creatures surrounding him, Brown who knew that he could not avoid this crisis started muttering an incantation without care, prepared to ignite the Magical Energy in his body to cast the final restraining incantation in order to drag Yang Ling down into the grave with him. In that instant, majestic energy gathered in the murky sky, instantly forming a vortex of energy.

“Hehe, you can die peacefully. Remember, don’t get reincarnated as a charlatan!” Looking at the dishevelled, manic Elder Brown, Yang Ling let out a cold smile, then silently recited the Puppet Wizard Mantra.

In that instant, the Church Templar Odonbra who had lifted the blades in his hands and was prepared to charge forward shuddered, involuntarily stopping in his tracks as his eyes eerily released streaks of green light. If Brown looked back now, he would have noticed that mysterious symbols had appeared within Odombra’s pupils!

“Hahaha, die, let’s die together!”

Brown let out a hysterical laugh, prepared to lift his hand and launch a lightning attack. Unexpectedly, after a sound of blades cutting through the air was heard, two sharp scimitars cleaved down behind him, fast as lightning, severing his hands. Following that, the blades sliced open his stomach and pierced into his weak heard; Finally, with a forceful jerk…

“You… You are a traitor?” Looking at Odombra’s ice-cold expression, Brown who was on the receiving end of the fatal blow looked wildly in disbelief. Before he fell, he used his last breath to recite a few syllables of an incantation, casting a bolt of lightning about the thickness of a pail and electrocuting the traitor Odombra to a crisp.

“Tsk tsk, how unfortunate, what a waste of such a great puppet!”

Before his consciousness scattered, the blood-covered Brown saw Yang Ling walk quickly toward him and heard the last sentence he would ever hear in his life. Following that, a pitiful voice rang in his ear as he felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if thousands of bloodthirsty ants had crawled into his head.

After completely destroying the army of the arrogant Church, Yang Ling recited an incantation and cast the high-level Soul Tampering Technique to obtain the memories of the elder of the Templars Brown. According to what the Church had done in the past, there was no longer an opportunity for the two parties to reconcile their differences and make peace; Since that was the case, he could only think of ways to take up the active position and obtain all the necessary information he needed.