Lord of the Magical Beasts

Chapter 306: There’s Always Someone Better

Chapter 306: There’s Always Someone Better

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

Under Casia’s explanation, Yang Ling slowly understood a few secrets rarely known to others.

To an average person, sage-level warriors and sage-level Spellcasters were already experts that stood at the peak. However, in actuality, there were the Domain Experts above the sage level fighters, and Divine-level Experts above the Domain Experts.

Sage-level Experts all chased after magnificent Battle Energy or Magical Energy, but after advancing to the level of Domain Experts, both warriors or Spellcasters were all chasing after mastery over their Domain Space.

A Domain Expert could cast a powerful Domain Space and block off their enemy’s perception of Magical Elements, limiting their use of external sources of energy. In other words, in their own Domain Space, the abilities of someone else would be greatly restricted. A powerful Magical Tutor might not be able to cast a fireball if they were in another person’s Domain Space.

Different Domain Experts also possessed different Domain Spaces.

In the Domain Space of earth element Domain Spellcasters, there would be an unprecedented amount of earth element Magical Elements, boosting their defensive capabilities of their allies to an alarming state; In a similar vein, the Domain Space of a wind element Domain Spellcaster would have exceptionally rich wind element Magical Elements, and their allies would be able to move several times faster...

After reaching the peak of the level of Domain Expert, people would gradually sense the various laws of this world, their abilities reaching unimaginable heights.

To warriors and Spellcaster under sage level, the Domain Space was basically a nightmare, and they had no way of dealing with it; But to a Domain Expert at the highest level, breaking the Domain Space of a low-level Domain Expert was not difficult. That was also why the White-robed Cardinal Bishop had not been able to do anything to the Corpse Wizard King.

Even though the Corpse Wizard King had not fully recovered his abilities, his abilities were still several times greater than an average person. A low-level Domain Space like that of the White-robed Cardinal Bishop’s was basically a piece of paper in his eyes. Unfortunately, he could not do anything against the domain-like restriction that Yang Ling used. This was also why he would misunderstand and think that Yang Ling was a high-level Domain Expert.

After understanding enough of the natural laws, a person would become a Divine-level Expert after breaking through the hurdles. They would not only possess a long, nearly immortal life, they would also have abilities far superior than anyone could imagine.

Divine-level Experts were extremely powerful, but over the millennia, there were not many Divine-level Experts that people knew of. The God of Swords from the Bellimore family that is said to the underground pillar of support for the Delar Empire; The Golden Lion of the Borg family, the peak of the Rossi Empire’s Holy Knights; The God of Fire of the Barkeloo Family is the root that held up the Banto Empire over the millennia.

Other than these three human Divine-level Experts, there were also the great priests of the Elves and the Beast God of the Orcs. Each of these Divine-level Experts were all pillars of support of empires or races.

Because they had long stopped participating in the worldly struggle for power, many of these great families all laid low even though they had immense power. To an average person, other than the legends of these Divine-level Experts, they knew next to nothing about these great families. Only the powerhouses of this continent knew of their true strength.

“According to our ancestral teachings, the descendants of our family can enter the Sword Pool to look for clues if we do not hear news of the God of Swords for two thousand years!” After explaining the things only the powerhouses of the continent knew about to Yang Ling, Casia downed another cup of willow wine.

He continued after a pause, “We need the Galaxy Sword the God of Swords once used to open the Sword Pool. Unfortunately, it is rumored that it has been lost in the divine temple of the Snow Goddess. Over the millennia, our family has spent a great deal of effort in searching for the divine temple of the Snow Goddess. Unfortunately, there’s no way that we would be able to enter the divine temple without the Ice-sealing Armor!”

Ice-sealing Armor?

Yang Ling had a thought as he looked at the depressed Casia, remembering the Ice-sealing Throne in his Space Ring. He had wanted to take it out to ask Casia if that was the item he needed, but decided against it after thinking about it.

One never really knows the true intentions of another person. Even though he had deepened his relationship with Casia over these few days and called each other brothers, the allure of the Divine Weapons are too great. Taking the armor of the Ice-sealing Throne out just like that might attract fatal attention.

“Without the Ice-sealing Armor, perhaps only a Divine-level Expert would be able to enter the divine palace of the Snow Goddess, unfortunately...” After drinking a cup of wine, Casia shook his head and let out a bitter laugh, “The old creatures in the family had reached the peak of Domain Expert after training for thousands of years, however, we might not be able to produce a Divine-level Expert even if you give us a few thousand years more!”

Casia felt awful as he thought about his failed mission, and how he had to return empty handed. Currently, he had reached the peak of sage level. If he had successfully completed his mission, he might be able to break through to the level of Divine Expert with the help of the many elders. Unfortunately, the Ice-sealing Armor that was nearly in his grasp had been snatched away by the Corpse Wizard King, wasting his efforts!

“Brother Casia, no need to think too much about it. Some things would work themselves out when the time is right. Rest early!” Yang Ling left after meaningfully patting on Casia’s shoulder.

If the Bellimore only hoped to enter the sealed divine temple of the Snow Goddess and search for the Galaxy Sword that their ancestor, the God of Swords, once used, then Yang Ling might be able to help them.

A family that had once created the God of Swords, a family said to be the pillar of support behind the Delar Empire, the power behind the Bellimore family must be massive beyond imagination. Forging a strong relationship with a family like that would have immense benefits to the long-term development of the Magical Beast Territory.

Of course, he had to come up with a plan for this. Recklessly taking out the Ice-sealing Armor might bring about an unprecedented crisis to himself and the developing Magical Beast Territory.

Just what happened eight thousand years ago? What was the relationship between the Ancient Summoners and Ancient Wizards, and how did they disappear? Is there a way to return to Earth from this foreign world?

After knowing that the Church had suddenly risen to power eight thousand years ago while the five Divine-level Experts all retreated to obscurity at the same time, then thinking about the Corpse Wizard king that had been sealed by the Holy Dragon at around the same time, Yang Ling became more and more confused. He rushed back to the villa, prepared to understand what had gone on back then through the Corpse Wizard King.

After ordering for no one to disturb him, he quickly entered the Wizard Pagoda’s Space, arriving before the Corpse Wizard King.

At the start, the Corpse Wizard King had not been willing to just be controlled by Yang Ling; However, after Yang Ling recited a few Wizard Incantations that bound the soul and attacked him, he had no choice but to face reality, under the intense pain.

As a creature that had been at the peak of Domain Expert in its prime, as a Corpse Wizard King who could control dead souls and whose name brought fear to the hearts of others, his soul was much more powerful than anyone’s. Meditating for a moment, he knew that Yang Ling’s consciousness had been deeply branded into his soul after he had been tamed, completely fusing with his soul.

In this case, he could not hide anything he was doing from Yang Ling; If he tried to find ways to retaliate, he might be devoured even if Yang Ling did not personally attack; If Yang Ling was to meet with misfortune, his soul would also scatter along with that of the Magical Beast army’s. All these signs showed that he had already passively signed a Magical Contract with Yang Ling when he was severely injured, making Yang Ling the master and him, the slave.

Magical Contracts were like laws. They could only be understood and used, but not destroyed. Even a Divine-level Experts could not do it. After understanding what was going on, the Corpse Wizard king no longer wasted his efforts resisting Yang Ling.

After calming himself down, he put his effort in training within the Wizard Pagoda’s Space, his abilities improving greatly after absorbing a large amount of blood and souls of the many wild Magical Beasts. He had regained nearly seventy percent of his abilities in just a few days. He immediately adjusted his attitude in his elation, completely convinced by Yang Ling whose abilities were deep beyond comprehension.

“Sir, you are looking for me?” After smashing the head of a Wind Wolf to pulp, the Corpse Wizard King had wanted to enjoy its blood while it was warm. Seeing Yang Ling suddenly appear before him, he immediately respectfully put down his green claw.

“Hehe, Rodriguez, you have to pay me ten for every one you killed!” Looking at the bloody Wind Wolf lying motionless on the ground, Yang Ling shook his head, “You have to capture ten Magical Beasts for every one that you killed. If you kill all of these wild ones, I won’t even have roasted meat to enjoy in the future.”

“No problem, after I recover my abilities, I’ll lead my army of dead souls to the Dragon Valley and capture a bunch of dragons. Then you’ll have roasted dragon meat to eat every day!” After absorbing the soul and fresh blood of the Wind Wolf, the Corpse Wizard King wiped his mouth in satisfaction, “It wouldn’t even be a problem if you want me to get you an alluring Fairy Dragon, much less some dragon meat!”

Alluring Fairy Dragon?

Yang Ling shook his head once again as he saw the lecherous smile of the Corpse Wizard King. This fella had committed many heinous acts eight thousand years ago. He had barged into a Dragon Valley and captured a Fairy Dragon who was still underage to serve him sexually. That was why it angered the Holy Dragon Ayrpaciro.

I heard that the alluring Fairy Dragon could incite lust in every man. I wonder who’s more alluring if I compared it with the elf Sofia, Heavenly Fox Yuna, Holy Maiden Angel and the rest?

Yang Ling slipped into a daze, but quickly came to his senses, “Rodriguez, just what exactly happened on the Tailun Continent eight thousand years ago?”

Eight thousand years ago?

After recovering from his surprise, the Corpse Wizard King Rodriguez spoke slowly as he recalled what had happened back then.

As it turned out, the energy in the Dimension of Dead Souls had become thinner and thinner, and both the Corpse Wizards and the Dead Soul Knights have had difficulty evolving.

In the Dimension Souls, intelligent, high-level dead souls had an ancient saying. Eons ago, countless Divine Demons from the dimension had once engaged in an intense battle in the Tailun Continent. In the end, the Divine Demons lost their lives, while the Tailun Continent was split apart. Those who managed to consume and assimilate the divinity of the fallen Divine Demons would be able to become a powerful Divine-level Expert.

Eight thousand years ago, the Corpse Wizard KIng that had stagnated at the peak of Domain Expert finally could not take it any longer, and headed to the splintered Tailun Continent through the dimensional gap at the risk of his life. Unexpectedly, he had not managed to find the ancient battlefield before being pursued by the Holy Dragon, and was trapped alive for over eight thousand years.