Novel Full Chapter 421 Underworld Sworn Wizards!
Suddenly, Kent turned towards the Supreme Sword Magus, his eyes narrowed with suspicion.
“Why are you doing this, Supreme? Why did you announce that I’m your distant relative and secret disciples? I don’t think you are a man who takes orders from someone.” Kent asked, his voice calm but firm, his gaze unwavering as he sought the truth behind the Sword Magus’s actions.
The Supreme Sword Magus smiled warmly at Kent. His smile was broad, but there was something behind it—an undercurrent of hidden motives.
“Who would deny such a lucky opportunity? I am basking in great fame and attention now that you are my secret disciple.” He replied, his tone light as if discussing the weather.
Kent frowned at the response. The words were too simple, too convenient. He could feel there was more beneath the surface, something the Supreme wasn’t saying. “Tell me the real reason, Supreme,” Kent pressed, his voice growing more serious, more demanding.
The Supreme Sword Magus, startled by Kent’s perceptiveness, let the smile fade from his face. His eyes, sharp as the blade he wielded, took on a more serious cast.
“You’ve always been quick, Kent,” he said, almost as if speaking to himself. “Very well, I’ll give you the truth.”
He paused, his eyes drifting to the distant horizon as if searching for the right words. Then, with a deep breath, he began.
“A great war is coming. A war that will shake the very foundations of the Nine Realms.”
Kent’s breath caught in his throat. “A war?” he echoed, his mind racing. “What war? What could be so catastrophic that it involves all nine realms?”
“A war between your father and your mother. This is not just any simple conflict. This is a feud that has been simmering for decades, a feud with the power to engulf all the realms in flames. Your father is a powerful man, with the backing of Jason and the Nine Realms Association. He is a force to be reckoned with, one who has cultivated alliances and power across multiple realms.
But your mother… She is no less formidable. She belongs to the Underworld Sworn Wizards.”
Kent stared at the Supreme, the words sinking in slowly. “Underworld Sworn Wizards?!” he repeated, the name unfamiliar yet menacing.
The Supreme Sword Magus nodded, extending his arm slowly. As he did, the sleeve of his robe fell back, revealing a tattoo of a black sword etched into his skin. The tattoo seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy, drawing Kent’s gaze like a magnet.
“The Underworld Sworn Wizards are an ancient order, hidden from the eyes of most. They are divided into nine factions, each represented by a symbol—each symbol is a weapon of power and destruction.
A fist, a sword, a spear, a dagger, a mace, a staff, a hand fan, an arrow, and a whip. Each faction has a head, and the symbol of the faction head is golden.”
Kent’s eyes widened as the Supreme Sword Magus continued, his words painting a picture of a world Kent had never known existed.
“I belong to the Sword Faction,” the Supreme said, his voice steady. “Your mother is the head of the Fist Faction.”
Kent’s head spun with the revelation. His mother… the head of a faction within this shadowy organization? The implications were staggering.
“But what does this have to do with the war?” Kent asked, his voice barely more than a whisper.
The Supreme Sword Magus sighed, a long, drawn-out sound that spoke of the burden he carried. “The factions have always existed in the shadows, manipulating events from behind the scenes. But the feud between your father and mother… it’s more than just a personal grudge. It’s a clash of ideologies, of power structures that have been in place for centuries.
Your father, with the backing of Jason and the Nine Realms Association, represents the established order. Your mother, and the Underworld Sworn Wizards, represent something else—a challenge to that order, a force that could overturn the balance of power in all nine realms.”
Kent felt a cold chill run down his spine. “So this war… it’s inevitable?”
The Supreme Sword Magus nodded slowly. “Yes. And when it comes, it will be unlike anything the realms have ever seen. Alliances will be forged and broken. Families will be torn apart. The very fabric of the Nine Realms will be at stake.”
Kent’s mind was a whirl of thoughts and emotions. The truth was overwhelming, but one question still gnawed at him.
The Supreme Sword Magus looked at Kent with a mixture of sorrow and determination. “From the moment you received the War God inheritance, You are at the center of it all, Kent. Whether you want it or not, you are a key player in this war. Your bloodline, your power… they make you a target and a weapon. Both sides will seek to use you, to bend you to their will.
That is why I have chosen you as my secret disciple—to protect your past. Once your past is known to the outer world, this war will take shape.”
Kent’s heart sank. He had always known his life was destined for something great, something beyond the ordinary. But to be caught in the middle of a war that could destroy everything he knew? It was almost too much to bear.
The Supreme Sword Magus could see the turmoil in Kent’s eyes and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “I won’t lie to you. The road ahead will be difficult, perhaps even impossible at times. But you must stay strong. You must remember who you are and what you stand for. In the end, the choices you make will determine not just your fate, but the fate of the entire realm.”
Kent took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He had faced countless challenges before, but this… this was something else entirely. “What do I do now?” he asked, his voice steadying as he spoke.
The Supreme Sword Magus smiled, a glimmer of pride in his eyes. “You continue your cultivation. You prepare yourself for the battles to come. And when the time is right, you will know what to do. Trust in your instincts, Kent. They have served you well so far.” Stay updated with empire
Kent nodded. “Thank you, Supreme,” he said, his voice filled with determination.
As Kent left the grand hall, his mind was filled with thoughts of the war to come and of the mysterious Underworld Sworn Wizards. The world as he knew it had changed.
The Supreme Sword Magus watched him go, a sense of foreboding settling over him. He knew the war would come, and he knew it would be devastating. But he also knew that Kent was the key to it all—the one who could tip the balance, for better or worse.
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