Lord of the Magical Beasts

Chapter 437: The Three Major Heads of the Dark

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Fa… Fabris!” The Great Elder Klive’s face was so shocked that his face paled after he rushed over upon hearing the commotion and getting wind of the news. He chanted a few lines of the curse to condense a bunch of thick poison fog and prepared to attack the Corpse Wizard King, who was posing as Fabris.

He had fainted right on the spot after he was badly wounded by a punch from Fabris. Although Yang Ling was able to save him in time, he had only regained consciousness the day before. He began to recover his strength after taking in a few drops of the Water of the Spring of Life and rushed over anxiously with the Magic Staff in his hand upon hearing the sound of killings in the meeting hall.

Even though he had already prepared himself to face the enemy, he never expected that Fabris would be with Yang Ling and the others. It was only when the Corpse Wizard King lifted the corpses of the two Strength Angels and turned around when he realized that the terrifying enemy was just right by his side!

If one could get heavily injured after receiving a single blow from him, how bad would it be if he were to expand his Knife Domain and strike a blade ruthlessly!

As he looked at the sharp Ghost-headed Blade in the hands of the Corpse Wizard King, Elder Klive felt his head numbing and launched the most powerful attack subconsciously. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to sing the last tune and deploy the lethal Deathly Poisonous Fog, Yang Ling patted his shoulder forcefully which cut off his magic in an instant and almost got the magic backfiring on him.

“Relax, Elder Klive. Fabris is now already a follower of mine!” Yang Ling smiled plainly as he looked at the clueless and pale Elder Klive and shot a look at the Corpse Wizard King.

“Hehe, I didn’t expect that Elder would recover from your injury that quickly. It seems like your body is still quite strong!” The Corpse Wizard King understood the hint from Yang Ling instantly and continued after smiling coldly, “When you are fully recovered, let’s find a time for a battle!”

After saying a few words while imitating Fabris’s accent, the Corpse Wizard King strode off cruelly with the two corpses of the Strength Angel in his arms. Elder Klive stared after him with his widening eyes and opened jaw, and didn’t regain his senses for a very long time.

Follower?

Fabris was known to be the most outstanding genius of the Church who had accomplished roaring battle achievements for it. Such an unrivaled pride of heaven had become a follower of Yang Ling?

Elder Klive gulped with much difficulty as he looked at the figure of the Corpse Wizard King that was disappearing quickly and at the sharp Ghost-headed blade in his hands. For a moment, he had even thought that he was still dreaming on his bed as he couldn’t figure out what really happened after he lost consciousness on that day. He asked with doubt after recovering from his shock, “Yang Ling, What…What is happening?”

“Actually, it isn’t that big of a deal!” Yang Ling smiled and continued nonchalantly, “Fabris was careless and came into contact with a small amount of medicine formulated by Alice. He then lost his way after wandering around in the Lord’s manor and got into a squabble with the Magical Beast on patrol. Eventually, he decided to correct his wrongs after being persuaded by a few Burning Fire Elves and felt that he would enjoy a better life if he were to join the Magical Beasts Territory. Hence, I had no choice but to keep him as a follower after he begged for a long time!”

Fabris begged to become a follower of Yang Ling after being persuaded by a few Burning Fire Elves?

Upon seeing how nonchalant Yang Ling was as though he had adopted a stray dog reluctantly, Elder Klive’s blood pressure rose rapidly, and his heart raced. He couldn’t feel anything else apart from shock. After struggling to calm down, he decided to stop questioning as Yang Ling seemed to be unwilling to share further. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to probe further, but he just didn’t want to receive anymore blows!

How would a Divine-level Expert lose his way and surrender to his enemy under persuasion?

This was utter nonsense that even the stray cats and dogs by the side of the road would never believe. Elder Klive shook his head and stopped probing as all he needed to know was that not only did Fabris not kill Yang Ling, but had become his follower instead. That’s all!

There must be more than one Divine-level Expert around Yang Ling. The power of the family was definitely beyond everyone’s imagination!

If even Fabris, who is of Low-level Divine Peak, wasn’t his match, Klive couldn’t imagine how powerful the family behind Yang Ling was! He really couldn’t find any other better explanations except for the family’s help that was provided to him during the crucial moments.

“Elder Klive, the Church has given us such a precious gift. Do you think we should return an even bigger gift?” As he looked at the never-ending Amazon Forest, Yang Ling understood that it was about time to reveal to the world exactly how terrifying his Magical Beasts Army was and to teach the Church a lesson.

According to the memories of Fabris and the two Strength Angels – although the Church had an enormous amount of strength, most of them only had strengths below the domain, and there were only a few Divine-level Experts. With the Magical Beasts Territory’s current strength, they would definitely be able to launch a strong counter-attack and completely destroy the Church’s few chapels in the south with speed akin to the sound of unescapable thunder and leave the opponent with a memorable lesson.

You have to fight for status, and you would also have to fight for pride! Arrogant powers like the Church would only be reined in after they were badly wounded and beaten. Otherwise, one would only suffer much worse bullying by them.

The enemy of your enemy is your friend!

As the Dark Association weren’t in good terms with the Church, it would no doubt be the best option to send his troops out with them. Although they would definitely have to share any gains after winning the battle, they would also be able to bear any pressure together in the case of mishaps. The Dark Association may not seem to have many Peak-level Experts on the surface. However, if they were able to battle with the Church for a few thousand years, they should probably have their own strengths.

To exist is the principle!

“Yang Ling, do you mean…?” Elder Klive was somewhat hesitant.

“The Church’s plan to preach in the south has already been badly attacked. If we were able to rid the Church in the south from their roots, I believe that this invaluable gift would definitely please the high and mighty Pope.” Yang Ling smiled and continued, “I’ve heard that the Church had used Crystal Ores to lay the foundation of every chapel. Even if it isn’t worth much after we dig them out, they could at least be used to lay the road out for us!”

Completely destroy the Church’s strength in the South?

The eyes of Elder Klive lit up. If he had heard this from any other fellows, he would have treated it as a daydream. However, Yang Ling is the exception. With the family’s help, it wouldn’t be impossible to destroy the Church’s power in the south. Even the great and powerful Fabris who was at the Low-level Divine Peak was willing to submit himself, what else could be impossible?

Would he be able to borrow the strength of the Magical Beasts Territory and fulfill the Dark Association’s thousand-years old long hopeful dream?

The more Kilve thought about it, the more agitated he became. He took in a deep breath and said, “Yang Ling, aren’t you curious why the Dark Association doesn’t have many powerful Divine-level Experts after developing in the continent for a few thousand years?”

“Well…” Yang Ling muttered upon seeing how agitated Klive was as if he had suddenly taken a stimulant. He didn’t understand what he meant at that moment.

“The continent didn’t look like this a few thousand years ago. Although we the Dark Association didn’t conquer and own the entire continent, at least the territories under our power weren’t decreasing like how it is now. Back then, our strength was comparable to any other powers on the continent, until one day…” Elder Klive said slowly with a low breath.

As it turns out, the strength of the Dark Association was equivalent to the Church about a few thousand years ago. Nobody was able to take advantage of anyone in their recurring battles and schemes. The Church had the fallen angels while the Dark Association had the fallen Dark Knights, the Church had powerful templars while the Dark Association had their powerful elders.

If there were no mishaps, the Church and the Dark Associations were originally going to act independently and preach separately on the northern and southern parts of the continent. However, a disaster happened after a cold and chilly rainy night!

There’s a Space Crack at the Black Wood Cliff on the southern beach. As it was located within their controlled area of powers, the Dark Association would constantly send soldiers to keep guard so as to prevent the demons of the alternate dimension from weaving through the Space Crack and launching a killing spree. That night, the Space Crack was suddenly bursting with violent energy waves for no apparent reason and was becoming increasingly unstable. It let out waves of thundering roars, as though a large group of demons were about to come charging out.

After hearing the news, the most powerful of the Dark Associations who were known as The Three Major Heads of the Dark – Great Elder of the Dark, Great Priest of the Dark and the Great Commander of the Dark Knights, quickly rushed to the scene and led the elites of the Dark Association to seal the turbulent Space Crack with all their might. After a long day of hard work, they were worn out after finally strengthening the seal and blocking the turbulent Space Crack.

However, just as the people let out a sigh of relief and started to sit down for a rest, the actual disaster had suddenly fallen upon them!

The Church emerged from their hiding place and the large troop in ambush rushed out in an instant to launch a sudden attack on the exhausted Dark Knights. The powerful Angel Army, the impactful Honorable Knights Team, and the Templar Warriors with a shocking amount of strength dissipated the Dark Association’s camp like a gust of wind. Almost every Dark Knight was surrounded and attacked by a few or above ten enemies.

While the Dark Knights were attacked by the Church Army, it was no exception for The Three Major Heads of the Dark. They were surrounded tightly by the Church’s most elite Templar Warriors, who launched waves and waves of sharp attacks. Among them was Fabris, who had already advanced to the Divine-level.

The power of the joint attack by the Great Elder of the Dark, Great Priest of the Dark, and the Great Commander of the Dark Knights was phenomenal. Even the Templar Warriors and Strength Angels who had the strength of Domain Peak wouldn’t be their match, let alone a normal Low-level Deity. However, they had spent all their energy on sealing the Space Crack and wasn’t able to retaliate the ferocious attack from the Church that was akin to a violent storm.

After a vicious battle, the nine great elders of the Dark Association had all perished except for the Great Elder. The elite Dark Knights and Spellcasters were also almost wiped out. The Great Elder, the Great Priest of the Dark and the Great Commander of the Dark Knights had been captured, and the energy in their body was sealed by the Church and the Great Elder of the Templar’s Inner Circle who locked them in the heavily guarded Iron Edge Castle.

From then on, the strength of the Dark Association was badly damaged. Their area of power was also decreasing under the pressure from the Church. As the appointed disciple of the Great Elder of the Dark, Klive would step forward during crucial moments by leading the remaining people to deal with the Church in pain. After many years, although they had managed to stabilize themselves in the south where the Dark Association was rooted, they could never recover their past glory.

To the Dark Association, their only hope of revival would be to save The Great Elder and Great Priest of the Dark, and the Great Commander of the Dark Knights who were captured. However, over hundreds and thousands of years, the Dark Elites who had tried all and every way were not only unable to break through the Iron Edge Castle, but generations of them had also perished in the hands of the Church Elites that guarded the Iron Edge Castle, which badly wore out their strength.