Throne of Magical Arcana

The dark curtain was dissolved, and brightness leaked through the sky. Surging ripples spread out as if they came from the ancient times, wiping all the dust on the way.

In front of time, everything was dust!

In the middle of the ripples, a person passed through the wall made of aurora like a slippery fish and broke out of the heavy siege before the fog of spirits regathered.

The power of time was everywhere!

The person was much dimmer than before, and the pride and confidence could no longer be felt. The moment he left the absolute darkness, he hurried to turn into many hazy rays of light and opened the barrier of space and time, teleporting far away.

Right then, a black enormous scythe, carrying the deepest and heaviest death, slashed from the sky abruptly, as if it had been waiting for the opportunity all the time. It hit the hazy light in the center brutally.

“Ahh!!!”

The miserable screams echoed on everybody’s heart as if they were from the future, making their body tremble.

The light was cut from the middle into two parts.

The former half leaped into the space-time gap that was just torn open without considering anything, and the latter half exploded violently, miring the scythe of death in the thick ocean of time. It was slowed to the minimum.

“Hooooooo!”

A dragon roared, and a pale fire followed the light and shadow into the gap. Then, the gap was closed, and the space and time were back to normal, except that painful moans were still echoing in the sky.

“He’s not dead?” In the place that they agreed upon, Priscilla found it impossible to close her mouth.

During her escape, she had been paying attention to the battle of top legends. She knew what great powers were trying to kill Kritonia. There were one level-three legendary sorcerer, two level-one legendary sorcerers, one undead creature that equaled level-two legendary, and two undead creatures equaled level-one legendary. Even if the saint in the Radiance Church were here, he would’ve also perished. However, Kritonia had successfully escaped!

Even though he was heavily wounded, he should be proud of himself for being able to escape!

Not far away from her, the needle-like redness in Congus’ hollow eye sockets was bouncing intensely. “Is the power of time so remarkable?”

He ascribed the result to the space-time tower that was in the highest place in magic. It had to be noted that the former pope did not use God of Truth when he “killed” the Liege of Death. At that time, nobody knew that the Saint Truth had such a terrifying divine power. It was not until Aflora and her partner, Danisos, two primordial dragons of time, attacked Lance at the invitation of the consul of the Sylvanas Magic Empire that the world finally witnessed the godly power that surpassed everything.

The result was that Aflora, who only backed off to the Dark Mountain Range and never gave in even during the heyday of the Magic Empires, completely perished, and Danisos was heavily wounded even though he only took to the aftermath.

The battle demonstrated the power of God’s Arrival, but it also proved the formidableness of the power of space and time, which had forced the former pope to perform God’s Arrival.

After that, the former pope and the current pope had each used God’s Arrival once, and their opponents were the god of the Sun Church and the Light of Stars. Both of them were the experts of space and time. The Light of Stars, in particular, had the help of the defense of Antiffler that was perfected for almost ten thousand years. He was believed to be the most likely person to resist God’s Arrival. However, after one attack, he was killed, and the city was destroyed. All the living sorcerers were intimidated from the bottom of their hearts.

Looking at the closed space-time gap in the sky, Amanata suddenly appeared from the shadow, unable to hide perfectly anymore.

“This… This doesn’t make any sense…” Nielson, who was from the Asso Empire, could not believe that the Liege of Death failed to kill a level-two legendary knight with the help of another two legendary sorcerers!

Besides their shock, they were also disappointed. They thought that Kritonia, a nightmare for the sorcerers of Holm, would end here today, but his capabilities were truly beyond imagination!

Douglas, who was not far away from the meeting place, looked at the sky in slight confusion. He also found it more or less unacceptable. Although he was prepared that Kritonia might escape after the battle, he felt that it was rather unreal after it did happen.

Fernando even exclaimed in shock, “He escaped? Which legend started the research on the space-time bloodline?”

He couldn’t have admired the legend more for developing such a cheating blood power.

“It’s said to be Viken, the King of Calamities. He was definitely among the top three legendary sorcerers who studied bloodline melting. Of course, rumors have it that he was not very good at the power of space and time, and it was co-developed by him and Maskelyne. However, the space-time bloodline never distinguished itself until the mutations in Kritonia, which let people know the preciousness of the space-time blood power…” Arnold explained. He was as casual as before. He was not surprised at all that Kritonia broke out of the siege.

“So, it was Viken and Maskelyne…” Fernando repeated. Before he invoked their titles, he looked at Arnold suspiciously. “Old fox, you don’t seem nervous and disappointed, right?”

“I am very disappointed and nervous,” Arnold replied with a smile.

“I don’t see it.” Fernando glared at Arnold and speculated, “Actually, you intentionally let go of him, didn’t you? Or maybe, did something else happen in the darkness?”

“Haha. How would I know? I wasn’t there,” Arnold said with an innocent look on his face.

Douglas nodded, deep in thought. “In any case, Kritonia also belongs to the nobles, and killing him will raise the panic and counterattack of nobles. It may be better to…”

“Hehe.” Arnold smiled but did not say anything. Pointing at Priscilla who was at the entrance of the cave far away, he said, “Let’s go and talk to them first.”

At this moment, Priscilla also saw Arnold. Immediately, scorching fireballs emerged and flew around her before she grimaced. “Old fox, come here and explain what happened. I promise I won’t beat you!”

“We can already talk well over such a distance.” Arnold scratched his beard and took a step back.

“You owe us an explanation.” Congus flew over. Since he only had bones, it was difficult to tell what was on his mind.

Arnold’s smile was gone. He told everybody what he said to Douglas and Fernando earlier solemnly and sincerely.

“Do you mean that the few legends are willing to work with us? To what extent?” As the leader of an organization, Priscilla had already recovered from the fury of being deceived and began to consider the situation carefully.

Arnold looked at them. “It depends on our negotiation and the countermeasures of the Church. However, it shouldn’t be a problem to reach a preliminary agreement.”

“Yes. Now that a level-nine bishop is killed, the Church will definitely hunt harder. The two grand cardinals and the few legendary knights will all be deployed. We have to stay away for now.” For the first time since he came to the party in Allyn, Nielson spoke in a rather friendly tone and attitude.

Since even the Liege of Death was willing to cooperate and forget the unpleasant experience in the past for now, it seemed unnecessary for him to cling to it.

The moment he finished his sentence, the darkness around suddenly split, and a necromancer with an enormous black scythe floating on his head walked out. He was entirely covered in a black robe. The only thing that could be seen was the two red spots in the shadow of his hood.

Behind him, fuzzy souls were screaming, moaning, and crying around him, as if they were expressing fear and submission.

“You are the dominator of death and the will of immortality.” Arnold, Nielson, Priscilla, Douglas, and the other sorcerers all held their chests and their foreheads while they recited the tributes for the Liege of Death.

Remembering the tributes for every legendary sorcerer was a mandatory subject for every magic apprentice. Thankfully, there weren’t too many legendary sorcerers.

“‘Escape’ is better than death…” The voice of the Liege of Death sounded like from a distant past—weary, gloomy, and lifeless. However, before he finished his sentence, he raised his head abruptly and looked at the sky before he vaguely said, “It has begun…”

It has begun? Including old fox Arnold, all the sorcerers looked at the sky after him.

They saw that the sky, which had been dim and starless previously, turned clear and bright at some point. A dazzling, dreamy silver moon struck the sky with a chilly brilliance.

Then, it was drowned by an infinite light.

“That was…?” All the illusions were gone, and the sky became dark and gloomy again. Having vaguely sensed something, Arnold asked half in panic and half in expectation.

Douglas seemed to have returned to the nightmare in the past. He asked at a loss, “God’s Arrival?”

As far as he knew, God’s Arrival couldn’t be seen by people in other places unless it attacked a target who was at very high altitudes. According to the records, the demigods such as the Lord of Hell and the Will of Abyss could not attack across the continent. However, there was one exception. The battle with the demigod could be seen wherever the silver moon could be seen. That was Alterna, the God of Silver Moon.

“Have the demigods finally been involved?” Priscilla felt that so many things had happened tonight that they did not seem like a coincidence at all!

Fat Nielson asked in a hurry, “Mr. Tannanois, has the Silver Moon blocked God’s Arrival?”

The Liege of Death heaved a long and soft sigh. “The moon has fallen…”