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Chapter 295 -297: The Land Where the Divine Falls, The Ultimate King of Tricks (9400 words)
Chapter 295 -297: The Land Where the Divine Falls, The Ultimate King of Tricks (9400 words)
Lide’s gaze fleetingly swept over a figure in the crowd, his eyes narrowing slightly. Why was she here?
The eldest daughter of the Alex family, a disciple of Duke Storm, president of the Alex Chamber of Commerce, and the noble girl who had caused him his first predicament in Green City two years ago—Winnie Alex.
When he first started developing his sustainable strategy, he had sent Laurent to buy up food, but because of war, large-scale procurement of food was regulated, and the then weak Golden Wheat Commerce had caused an unfavorable situation in food procurement.
With no options left, Laurent had been forced to seek his help, and ultimately, Lide had gone to the Alex Chamber of Commerce and met with this noble girl known as the most beautiful tulip of Green City—Winnie.
After a confrontation with her, Lide achieved his goal but also owed Winnie a small favor.
Since then, the two had never met again, and Lide had always been deeply cautious of Winnie until Dawn City had slowly developed and grown strong enough for him to gradually let go of that caution, as she could no longer pose any threat to him.
Strengthening oneself was the best way to face a crisis.
The power he now possessed was no longer comparable to that of a Marquis’s family.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say, if Lide was willing to pay the price, he could obliterate the Alex family, who held the Marquis title in the Nolan Empire.
Standing now from the heights of his current position, he would not bother himself with something as trivial as what had occurred two years ago.
Yet, this girl who epitomized the standards of noble conduct still left a deep impression on him. Why was she appearing among the ranks of the Demon Heart?
A flicker of confusion passed through his eyes, but he didn’t dwell on it, merely glancing over.
Behind Heart-eating Demon Wales, there were not just Winnie but also many nobles dressed lavishly, clearly not members of Demon Heart.
Obviously, these people were all customers of the Arnold Auction House.
“Your Lordship, I have prepared a splendid welcoming feast for you, which you might like…”
Winnie Alex’s eyes sparkled with curiosity as she watched the handsome and charming figure descend from the Magic Elevator.
Was this the legendary Lord Ilo?
Extraordinary… Could he really be extraordinary?
Watching the scene where Lide was respectfully greeted by Heart-eating Demon Wales, Winnie’s brow furrowed slightly.
Was it an illusion? She always felt that this cold and elegant Vampire seemed vaguely familiar.
But soon, Winnie shook her head, perhaps she was overthinking it. Such a powerful being—if she had seen him before, she would definitely remember.
She wondered if this extraordinary Lord’s purpose might also concern high-level Magic Scroll Making Skill.
This thought somewhat soured her mood.
It seemed only this matter could attract such an extraordinary being.
The Alex family had been there since the founding of Green City, with connections spread throughout the city.
Demon Heart had a significant cooperative relationship with the Alex family, and this time Winnie had come to the black market specifically for high-level Magic Scroll Making Skill.
Three Circle Magic Scrolls, Four Circle Magic Scrolls—these were treasures that were impossible to come by.
If it had been before, although she valued them, she would not have personally risked coming to the black market.
But with the rise of the Crimson Mage Tower, Magic Scrolls had become the hottest and most coveted industry in Green City.
The Alex Chamber of Commerce was no exception.
So if she could get the high-level Magic Scroll Making Skill and discover a way to mass-produce Magic Scrolls, perhaps the Alex family, which had been stagnant for a thousand years, could advance further.
Though the process would be challenging, she had never been one to shy away from difficulties.
Lide did not know that Winnie’s goal was also the high-level Magic Scroll Making Skill, and of course, even if he did, he would not care.
Such coveted treasures had attracted many coveters, and it wasn’t a surprise to him anyone would interject.
Guided by Wales, Lide, along with three top fighters, proceeded, following the Heart-eating Demon into the main hall of the Arnold Auction House.
A luxurious hall carved within the rock.
The walls were adorned with exquisite and beautiful reliefs celebrating the Divine, red crystal chandeliers produced by Elves hung like perfect pieces of art, and various small, exquisite items filled every corner, all exuding luxury and noble elegance.
This main hall was more aptly described as the palace of a King rather than a mere hall.
Over ten round tables were currently set up inside the hall, with at least a hundred nobles once again engaging in conversation and networking.
When Lide and his entourage appeared, the room immediately fell silent, all eyes curiously fixed on this strikingly handsome—Vampire.
Within this hall, the line between human nobility and dark life seemed not so clear anymore.
Lide, noticing this scene, curled his lips into a chilling smile.
Perfect Level Aura, Fear Descend, activate.
Lord of Blood, Immortal King…
Dark Legend…
Multiple titles with powerful attributes activated at this moment.
Instantly, the room plunged into an indescribable terror.
Everyone’s gaze towards Lide was filled with panic; his handsome figure now resembled a hell demon that had crawled out from the land of utter desolation and death, his next step might just be to destroy this world.
The light emanating from his crimson eyes bore the roars of demons, the screams of ghosts, and the whispers of devils.
The source of all terror was the figure who stepped into the hall at that moment.
In a brief moment, everyone felt as though centuries had passed. When Lide retracted his aura, around twenty to thirty people in the room collapsed onto the floor.
Behind them all was nothing but cold sweat.
Winnie felt the icy presence, as if her breath was about to stop.
This Transcendent… was too powerful.
The 19-level Heart-eating Demon Wales also wore a complex expression, and very respectfully invited Lide to take a seat at the central round table.
Lide looked at the tall figure of Wales, subtly emanating a scent of blood, and nodded slightly.
This Heart-eating Demon had the classic appearance of a Nordic man, with a long aquiline nose and sharp features, resembling a sculpture.
But what was most memorable about Wales were those eyes—not the sparkling red like Isa’s rubies, but blood-red, the red of slaughter, the red of death, chilling to the core.
“Wales, I am here for the Magic Scroll Making Skill,”
Lide sat down and went straight to the point in front of everyone.
Behind him, forming a triangle, were Grote, the steady-eyed Stanley, and the masked Betty—three powerful figures flanking him.
A formidable presence indeed.
As expected, Winnie, standing far from the round table, sighed slightly.
Perhaps her plans were already doomed to fail.
Upon hearing this, Wales smiled, his aquiline nose making him look somewhat sinister.
“Lord, whatever you need that Arnor Auction House has, will be presented to you.”
He then turned his head to look at the mysterious Cloaked People who had just greeted Lide and said coldly, “Go get the Magic Scroll Manufacturing Skill.”
Winnie, hearing this from afar, squinted slightly and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.
No matter what she had said before, even invoking the name of her teacher, Duke Storm, Wales had been very indifferent, insisting it had to be auctioned.
But now, the mysterious Lord Ilo had just arrived and the other party obediently brought out the valuable Magic Scroll Making Skill.
The disparity was simply too great.
Lide, with a tranquil expression, watched this unfold, seemingly not too surprised.
“Lord, this Magic Scroll Manufacturing Skill was obtained by an adventurer team from Ancient Ruins, but unfortunately, we are not the only ones who have it.”
“Oh, how so?” Lide looked at Wales, raising an eyebrow.
“That adventurer team, before preparing for the auction, had already sold the etching plates to no less than ten nobles, all around Green City. If I didn’t have informants in other cities, those damned adventurers almost succeeded.”
As he said this, a harsh light flashed in Wales’s eyes, “Those damned bastards dared to deceive me—I’ve already detained the adventurer team who wished to meet Death.”
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room had varying expressions.
Unexpectedly, the Magic Scroll Making Skill had leaked. Many noble buyers retracted their interest upon hearing this news.
Exclusive deals and public deals are entirely different matters.
Even for Magic Scrolls, monopolizing is definitely the most profitable business in the world, sharing it with others is a different story.
Lide wasn’t really concerned, the Crimson Mage Tower didn’t rely on exclusive business, but on the ultra-high efficiency of the Magic Factory to make a profit.
This was a generational crushing of productive forces.
As long as he held the Magic Factory, no matter who acquired the Magic Scroll Making Skill, it would make no difference.
Just the production volume of the Magic Factory in a day exceeded others’ volumes in a month, ensuring the market still belonged to the Crimson Mage Tower.
Who could compete with him?
You produce 1,000 scrolls a month, I reach that amount in a day, and with stable performance, I can crush you in every aspect.
Hence, Lide didn’t care how many people had acquired this technology, because the meat was destined only for the Crimson Mage Tower; others might, at most, get a sip of soup, and that depended on his generosity.
Being ahead in productivity is just that unreasonable.
“No problem, since it has already been leaked, just give me the original copy and keep the imprinted version to continue the auction.”
As soon as Lide had spoken, he noticed the mysterious cloaked person who had come to the round table holding a black-gold box, “Where is the adventurer team? I want to meet them.”
He spoke naturally and casually, as though everyone here was his subordinate.
But, having experienced the scene just before, the crowd around didn’t feel uncomfortable, even Wales harbored no dissatisfaction and immediately instructed his subordinates to bring forth the adventurer team.
The identity crafted under Lord Ilo, being of extraordinary legend level, was seen as a terrifying existence by these people.
Especially the disdain for everyone just demonstrated by Lide, which left no room for doubt in everyone’s minds.
A joke, this is a genuine extraordinary figure.
Who would dare to provoke him?
“My Lord, here is the original version of the Magic Scroll Making Skill.
There are two sets of data, one is Three Circle Magic—Earth Stone Spur,
And the other is Four Circle Magic—Fiery Flame Storm.
I’ve had them verified; both are original versions from the ancient era with no losses or omissions.”
Taking advantage of the moment, Wales opened the wooden box and respectfully handed the two sets of documents to Lide.
Lide reached out and took them.
Subconsciously, he checked their attributes on the system panel.
Earth Stone Spur Manufacturing Details
Quality: Three Circle
Description: You can manufacture Three Circle Magic Scrolls following the methods detailed here, inherited from one million years ago.
Fiery Flame Storm Manufacturing Details
Quality: Four Circle
Description: This is a complete set of Four Circle Magic Scroll Making Skill; although the required Magic Materials are rare, the power of Four Circle Magic is worth the investment.
Very good, excellent.
Lide’s smile gradually brightened.
With the development of Dawn City, the demand for low-end Magic Scrolls had slowly become insufficient; the emergence of high-level Magic Scrolls at this time was just right.
“Excellent, I will take these batches of Magic Scrolls,” Lide said, looking at Wales with a half-smile and profound meaning, “This is my compensation for serving as the vice president of the Demon Heart.”
Hearing these words, an odd expression surfaced on the face of Betty, hidden behind a mask.
This Northern Land Valkyrie was now profoundly convinced by Lide, who after taking the treasures from Wales, still obtained a favor from him; this was simply incredible.
She had personally witnessed how Lide had swindled Wales at level 13, leaving the man crippled.
And now here he was again…
But what made Betty’s lips twitch, was that at this moment, Wales was looking at Lide with a face full of delight, praising him loudly.
“Your Majesty, it is both an honor for me and for the Demon Heart.”
Looking at the harmonious and joyful scene, Betty suddenly thought, what would happen if this level 19 Heart-eating Demon knew the truth in the future?
Would this brutally cruel existence, possessing half of a demon bloodline, care nothing about fighting Lide desperately?
Unfortunately, he might never know the truth.
Betty felt a subtle sense of regret.
A moment later, with a clanging sound, a discordant group of people were brought up amidst the surrounding environment.
There were five individuals, all shackled and chained, bound tightly without any room to move.
In the midst of the spectators dressed in luxurious and dazzling attire, five pure criminals were brought near Lide.
“Your Majesty, this is the adventurer team.”
Lide nodded slightly and turned to look at them, “Which of you is Markli?”
The tallest warrior among the five, speaking in a weak voice said, “I am, honorable sir, what are your orders?”
At that moment, the captain of the adventurer team, dressed like a beggar with his clothes covered in black stains, his face scruffy, hair disheveled, lips pale, and blue eyes utterly dispersed, still faintly emitting a smell of blood.
Clearly, under the care of the Demon Heart, these people had not been faring well.
Lide didn’t care; since they dared to deceive the Demon Heart, they had to bear the consequences—this world was not one of lawful order.
“Where did you find this Magic Scroll Manufacturing Skill?”
Upon hearing this question, nobody around was surprised; in fact, these adventurers had already been repeatedly questioned, and any secrets had long been pried out.
“Lord, it was found inside the Death Cemetery in the north,” said one.
Death Cemetery—Lide slightly frowned, remembering that Spark had been attacked by the undead aura there.
How did this group of adventurers end up there all of a sudden?
“Even Spark, the master of the White Tower, was attacked by the Death Cemetery’s undead aura; why did you go there?
Don’t tell me it was to explore ancient ruins.”
Lide’s eyes narrowed slightly, his crimson pupils flickering.
The Legendary attribute associated with the Master of Crimson directly caused this level 8 warrior’s will to collapse.
A profound fear crossed his eyes, and his legs weakened, causing him to sit straight onto the ground.
In utter terror, he said, “Lord, at first it was, it was for the Death Flower…”
Lide’s eyes snapped open, his gaze sharp as a hawk’s, intensely staring at this adventurer who had completely lost his will to resist.
“Say that again?”
The Death Flower—this was an essential item needed to treat Spark.
How did this group of adventurers get involved with the Death Flower?
Terrified by Lide, Markli trembled again as if the next moment he would be harvested by the Death God, he immediately shouted in panic, “Lord, it was a quest issued by the adventurer’s guild.
Someone posted a quest at the adventurer’s guild to find the Death Flower, offering a very generous reward, and we just happened to be assigned by the guild to clean up the outskirts of the Death Cemetery.”
“Just based on these?” Lide’s gaze sharpened.
“No, no, there’s more; my, my brother…” Markli said, turning his head to look at the only spellcaster in the team, whose pale face made his heart wrench, and he gritted his teeth.
“My brother once secretly studied Undead Magic, so he could detect where the death aura was thicker.
Moreover, if we couldn’t find the Death Flower, we could still collect some other magic materials; my brother needed materials for casting Undead Magic.”
Hearing this explanation, Lide finally nodded, finding it reasonable; if it were simply for the elusive Death Flower, that would definitely be dubious.
Seeing Lide motionless, Markli’s panicked tone eased a little.
“After we finished cleaning the outskirts with the High-level professionals, we thought of taking the opportunity to venture a bit deeper into the Death Cemetery.
But not far from the main group, we discovered a space rift hidden inside a tree hollow; my brother sensed that the rift was emanating negative energy, and the dense death aura was definitely fostering plenty of magic materials.
After confirming the safety of the space rift, we ventured in…”
Lide looked at Markli with a peculiar gaze, marveling at the man’s audacity. A small adventurer team, lacking even a Level 10 professional, dared to venture into a space rift they found in the Death Cemetery.
Surviving until now must have been a stroke of incredible luck.
Caught in a state of panic, Markli hastily divulged everything he knew.
“But what we didn’t expect was that the space rift concealed an ancient ruin.”
“And this ancient ruin was filled with all sorts of horrifying scenes.”
As he spoke, a trace of fear flickered in Markli’s eyes.
“Carcasses, endless carcasses, the ground completely covered in white bones—amid the dim aura of the undead, this place was truly a frigid abyss of despair.”
At this point, Lide’s eyes unexpectedly lit up. “Did you find the Death Flower in there?”
The Death Flower, which only grew in the deeply malevolent lands filled with the essence of the undead, obviously thrived in the environment of the ruin.
“Sir, we couldn’t afford to look for the Death Flower. The aura of the undead was too overwhelming; all of our conditions were rapidly deteriorating. We had no choice but to retreat back through that space rift.”
Upon saying this, a hint of regret appeared on Markli’s expression. “Perhaps there are many treasures hidden inside, but unfortunately, we no longer have the privilege to explore.”
“Since you didn’t explore, how did you come by these Magic Scroll Making Skill scrolls?”
“Before we left, I…” Markli said, looking rather embarrassed, “I pulled them off a giant carcass. They were initially stored in a leather pouch, which I thought might be valuable since it was ancient, but unexpectedly, there were other things hidden inside…”
What sort of outrageous luck is this? This can’t be real!?
Lide could only respond with speechlessness; some people just defy all reason.
“Where is that space rift?”
At that moment, the Heart-eating Demon Wales found an opening to interject. “My Lord, I had someone check that space rift. There indeed were traces of spatial fragmentation, but it has already sealed. Without precise spatial coordinates, it’s basically impossible to find that ancient ruin again.”
Just as Lide was about to say something, his face suddenly stiffened, as if he sensed something, and looked up at the vacant space above, afterward revealing a contemplative expression.
After a moment of silence, he turned to look at Wales.
“I’ll take this adventurer and that spellcaster with me. There might be something I need in that ruin; I will search it once more.”
The Level 19 Heart-eating Demon showed no objections, respectfully nodding, “Yes, My Lord.”
After speaking, Wales looked somewhat hesitant as he watched Lide, seeming to have something to say yet holding back.
Seeing the most powerful boss on the field displaying an utterly harmless demeanor before him, the corners of Lide’s mouth twitched slightly.
He always found it amusing; should this creature ever learn of his past, they would probably never see eye to eye again.
“Speak your mind, Wales. I have once guided you towards the path of transcendence and can be considered half a mentor to you.”
As he spoke, Lide folded his arms behind his back, his chin slightly raised, his eyes seemingly sparking with a gentle light.
“My Lord, I…” Wales seemed oddly moved at this moment.
Lide smiled slightly. “I have lived countless years and guided over a dozen disciples along their paths in my long life. Some have become transcendent beings, others legends…
Unfortunately, most of them fell during the Twilight War… It was an indescribable war…
It was also the first time I confronted a divine being…
Sadly, ultimately, we couldn’t withstand the divine…”
As Lide spoke, he shook his head regretfully, seemingly disappointed at their inability to defeat the divine being.
The entire hall fell into a deathly silence upon hearing this.
He guided over a dozen disciples, some to transcendence, others to legends???
Battle at Dusk? Facing the Divine?
At this moment, Lide’s calm face made everyone shudder, as if they were witnessing the birth of a legendary figure who had existed throughout the ages, whose simple words instilled fear in their hearts.
What in the world is this being talking about, about transcendent legends and the Divine? It’s terrifying.
Wales swallowed involuntarily, for at that moment, he found Lide’s breathless figure even more dazzling than the sun.
It was really hard for him to imagine what kind of being he had encountered; could it be a demigod wandering the world?
After his reflections, Lide looked at Wales, seemingly reminiscing about something, with a deep tone.
“Wales, you remind me of a disciple I once had, my most beloved disciple . . . you two look so alike, even your personalities are similar.
Otherwise, I would not have offered to guide you the first time we met.
Unfortunately, he is no longer with us, you are you, not him.
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However, if you are willing,
From today forward, you may call me your mentor.”
At that point, the power of Holy Light coursed through Lide, his eyes twinkling like stars.
“If you are willing, I will devote my efforts to guide you on the path to transcendence, and even to the legendary.”
In Wales’s eyes, Lide was like a divine being descended to earth, for he sensed the holy power within him once more.
How could a being of Dark Life accommodate the power of the Light Attribute? Even having seen it before, Wales was still astonished.
He only possessed half of the demon bloodline, yet he despised the power of the Light Attribute, not to mention harboring such contrasting powers within his body.
What kind of immense power did that require?
Just as Wales was about to speak, Lide, as if he had misspoken, quickly added,
“Wales, today, I was moved by you, somewhat rashly.
Just pretend I never said that . . .”
How could that be possible? Wales thought urgently, to become a disciple of a great being who had trained over ten transcendents and legends was an incredible fortune.
Becoming transcendent was already so difficult, to walk further on this path in the future, having a guide was the best choice.
And if that guide were Lord Ilo himself, guiding him toward the path of transcendence, what regrets could he possibly have?
Once he figured this out, Wales made a prompt decision, placed his right hand on his chest, knelt on one knee, and bowed respectfully to the great Lord Ilo.
“Mentor, Wales is willing to follow your footsteps.”
Lide showed a trace of hesitation on his face, seemingly reluctant.
“Well . . .”
Wales’s heart skipped a beat, he immediately raised his head, urgent.
“Mentor, Wales will fight for your glory in the future. I hope to always follow your footsteps and reach higher levels.
I will not disappoint you!”
After hearing this, Lide looked deeply at Wales, his tone somewhat accommodating
“Well then, since you insist, I will tentatively accept you as an apprentice; only when you break through to transcendence, you will be qualified to become my true disciple.”
Hearing this, Wales was incredibly thrilled, “Praise your generosity, teacher, I will definitely live up to your expectations.”
Stanley, watching this scene from behind, was speechless for a long time.
He couldn’t help feeling if the world had gone mad?
How could such a thing be possible? It’s just . . . too much.
But, the Crown always remained the Crown.
Being able to coax someone so thoroughly, he couldn’t think of a better word to describe it than admiration.
And the fact that Lide was coaxing a Level 19 half-demon, one of the top rulers of the Underworld beneath Green City.
At that moment, Stanley suddenly remembered something Lide had once mentioned to him in passing.
Intelligent life all share one fatal flaw: they always believe what they choose to believe, even if it contains contradictions and irrationalities, they convince themselves.
There are many weaknesses of intelligent beings: suspicion, mistrust, jealousy, lust, greed, and more; by grasping just one of these, one can break their psychological defenses.
At this moment, Stanley suddenly had some enlightenment.
If Wales had not been stuck at level 19 for over a century, even going so far as to willingly sacrifice half of his bloodline to transform it into a demon’s, driven by an extreme craving for power,
Lide would never have been able to convince him so easily.
But there are no “what ifs.”
This seemingly absurd scenario appeared to be nothing less than Lord IIo’s precise manipulation of human weaknesses.
He knew what the other party needed and could provide the crucial satisfaction at the right moment.
But what Stanley most admired was that he could see through Wales’ weakness at a glance—his thirst for power.
But…
Stanley shook his head, knowing the other’s weaknesses did not grant him the ability to make the other kneel and bow his head.
“Indeed, Lord IIo is truly unique.”
“Ding~ Demon Heart Leader—19th level heart-eating demon Wales’ favorability towards you has risen to admiration; your alternate identity, Lord IIo, receives an additional +10 Legend Level when dealing with Wales.”
“Ding~ Under the watch of others, you have become the mentor of Demon Heart Leader—19th level heart-eating demon Wales; your alternate identity, Lord IIo, has acquired a new title – ‘Dark Tutor.'”
“Dark Tutor: You have led countless individuals to break through and become transcendental beings, increase in Legend Level +10, and obtain the following traits.
Guidance: Your words can direct those life forms in the Dark Camp who struggle with bottlenecks, speeding up their breakthroughs.
Legendary Tutor: Your fame for leading over a dozen people to transcendence has spread throughout Green City, all Dark Life within the city respects you, and even chaotic demons do not make a move against you unless you show hostility.”
After Lide read the system prompt, his expression was highly peculiar, a mix of wanting to laugh but having to hold it in.
I’m really innocent, I didn’t expect to accidentally make the other side’s boss my underling.
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“Wales, my child.
Rise, did you have any questions just now?”
At this moment, Lide looked extremely compassionate.
After standing up, the 19th-level heart-eating demon Wales completely opened up to Lide.
“Mentor, when I want to break through to transcendence, the human and demon bloodlines in my body seem incompatible, I must choose one’s power as the support point for the breakthrough.
But… I don’t want to give up either of these powers.”
Wales spoke, a trace of distress flickering in his eyes.
The demon bloodline granted him immense talent and combat ability, while the human bloodline allowed him to retain his humanity, keeping him from becoming a chaotic, bloodthirsty demon.
He was unwilling to accept either choice.
Just as Lide was about to speak, he suddenly felt an epiphany and quietly glanced at the newly acquired title and its particular trait which made him involuntarily smile.
Guidance.
This trait allowed him to instantly understand Wales’ current state, with both the human and demon bloodlines each occupying half of his body and even already clashing within him.
If not handled well, breaking through transcendence wouldn’t be so simple.
After pondering for a moment guided by “Guidance,” Lide said,
“Wales, your issue isn’t with your bloodlines, but with your ‘heart.'”
“With my heart?” Wales looked at Lide, puzzled.
“Yes, your heart.
The greatness of your heart dictates the amount of power you can accommodate.
Whether it’s the demon bloodline or the human bloodline, both are parts of your power, why must you choose only one?”
“You can choose to take them all, even possibly absorbing these two bloodlines to nurture your own, to foster a new bloodline.
Transcendent, what is transcendent? It surpasses the ordinary life, stepping into a realm of extraordinary splendor.
Anything is possible.”
Lide’s words struck Wales like the ringing of morning and evening bells, leaving him utterly astounded.
The Level 19 Heart-eating Demon pondered for a long time before his face broke into an uncontrollable, brilliant smile.
“Teacher, your grandeur and strength are comparable to the Moonlit Brilliance, praise the Life Goddess, praise to you!”
“I have clearly found my path to transcendence. In the near future, I will surely qualify to truly become your disciple!”
Betty’s expression stiffened upon hearing this, finding the goal somewhat… indescribable.
An extraordinary existence aiming to become a Level 15 disciple…
Lide nodded slightly, encouraging the now fervently passionate Heart-eating Demon a few more times before waving his hand to have the guards take away both adventurers and the Magic Scroll Making Skill on the table.
Arriving in haste and leaving in haste, only leaving behind a hall full of shocked people and Wales, whose aura turned subdued again.
Winnie furrowed her brows again watching Lide’s departing figure.
That familiar feeling again… She seemed to really have interacted with this powerful, unfathomable lord before.
But had she really seen him before?
For some reason, Winnie suddenly pictured the genius mage from the Crimson Mage Tower in her mind.
Then, shaking her head with a wry smile, she dismissed the thought as far too absurd.
Shortly after Lide had left, within half a day, the higher echelons of Green City were abuzz with a breath-taking revelation.
The legendary Lord Ilo was indeed transcendent!
Moreover, that Lord Ilo seemed to have reached an extremely high level, having guided more than a dozen transcendents.
Furthermore, the Demon Heart leader, that Level 19 Heart-eating Demon, had today become Lord Ilo’s apprentice.
Lord Ilo even required him to achieve transcendence before he could officially become a disciple.
Meanwhile, the news of Wales, the Heart-eating Demon, receiving guidance from Lord Ilo and nearing his breakthrough to transcendence, exploded like a bomb among the people.
Combining these revelations, the name Lord Ilo became a legend in Green City’s underworld.
The Dark Contract became something no one dared to provoke.
After returning to the Black Rose Manor, Lide experienced an odd sense of unease.
The day had gone too smoothly, it almost felt surreal, but the Magic Scroll Making Skill that he had reclaimed into his System Space still greatly pleased him.
However, he didn’t delve too much into the Magic Scroll Making Skill; instead, he immediately went to the back garden of the Black Rose Manor.
With a sweep of his hand,
Crack~ the space shattered like glass,
Broken wings, blazing blue Soul Fire, a snow-white, sturdy skeletal body,
A majestic, formidable Bone Dragon with an 18-blade wingspan appeared.
“Withered Bone, did you just say at the Arnor Auction House that you could find that Ancient Ruin?”
Withered Bone had quietly sent him a message after seeing the original data of the Magic Scroll Making Skill earlier, hiding in the dimension. He recognized the aura on it very well, and it might lead to the Ancient Ruins but would require the help of two adventurers.
It was this information that had prompted Lide to bring those two adventurers back.
But the first words Withered Bone said far exceeded Lide’s expectations.
“Master, I am very familiar with the aura on that scroll. I visited it over a thousand years ago…
It seems, that was the site where a divine being fell.”
What in the world?
A site where a divine being fell?
