Lord of the Magical Beasts

Chapter 407: Space Turbulence

Chapter 407: Space Turbulence

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

The power of a Divine-level Expert shocked the group on an unprecedented scale!

Elder Klive retreated to the side smiling after recovering from his shock. He felt better than anyone after seeing the forces of the Church nearly get exterminated. Over these years, the Church had been incredibly arrogant throughout the continent due to their strength, threatening to kill whenever they were unhappy. The sphere of influence of the Dark Association had been compressed time and time again; To think that a day like this would befall them, accidentally offending someone they could not afford to offend.

A family that possessed a Divine-level Expert had strength far greater than anyone could imagine. After this, it was perhaps time for them to engage in an all-round collaboration with Yang Ling!

Seeing Yang Ling not far away, then looking at Brent not far away, Elder Klive secretly deliberated on how he should further deepen his relationship with Yang Ling. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. With Yang Ling and his family attracting the attention of the Church, the pressure on the Dark Association would naturally be relieved.

Brent was extremely powerful and had suddenly appeared by Yang Ling’s side. Thus, everyone present had guessed that he was a powerful fighter sent secretly by Yang Ling’s family, just like the Corpse Wizard King. No one could have expected that a person like that could be trapped in the raging lava pool, and Elder Klive was no exception.

Elder Klive was secretly deliberating on how best to increase collaboration with Yang Ling, while Elder Brown from the Church hid at the corner, his expression sullen. After understanding the abilities of the Divine-level Expert Brent, he knew that charging out to exact revenge now was akin to asking for death. Their mission this time could be said to have failed completely.

They now only had a few people left out of the two thousand people they sent, with only Odombra and another Templar by his side. Their strength was currently not much stronger than an ordinary troop team. Even if they managed to find the legendary Teleportation Portal, how were they going to fight for it with the other major factions? Even if they managed to seize the Teleportation Portal first, how were they going to avoid the pursuit of the mass of people?

Did he have to return to the Church, utterly defeated?

Looking at the few guards beside him, then looking at the highly popular Yang Ling, Brown clenched his teeth in fury. He felt indignant that he was going to be utterly defeated like this, nor did he dare return to the Church in this state. He could still explain his way out the situation with the Pope, but the punishment of the Inner Templars feared even him, an elder of the Outer Templar. However, even if he felt incredibly unjust, what could he do against the Divine-level Expert Brent?

In front of absolute strength, any patterns could try was worth nothing!

“Divine-level, Divine-level...” Brown murmured to himself. Staring at Yang Ling and Brent far away, he suddenly had a thought, coming up with an idea to free himself from this situation.

As long as he could exaggerate the strength of the Divine-level Expert Brent and how crafty Yang Ling was, and pin the mistakes he had when commanding the army on these two people, it was not impossible that he could successfully avoid the punishment of the Inner Templars. Perhaps, he might even be able to lead a group of true elites to seek revenge, using his contributions to atone for his mistake.

A Divine-level Expert is powerful, but there would naturally be someone to deal with them as long as he mobilized the experts within the Inner Templars!

“Hmph, Yang Ling, I’ll see how you’re going to die when that time comes!”

Brown clenched furiously on the magical staff in his hand, secretly swearing that he would one day lead an army to bathe the Magical Beast Territory in blood. He was furious, his expression merciless. His once benevolent face was now contorted, making him look exceptionally ferocious. He silently murmured after taking a deep breath, using a communication spell to get the message out.

The underground tomb was enveloped in an obscure ripple of energy, greatly suppressing the mental energy of the people present. The Teleportation Scrolls and Magical Teleportation Formation that the Church had prepared before taking action had all lost their effects. However, with Brown’s abilities at the peak of Domain Expert, he had no problems sending the message out using magic.

Without the threat of the Burning Fire Elves, the people started to rest at the land basin littered with stone plaques, prepared to conserve their energy before continuing to look for the entrance to the third level of the tomb. Yang Ling was no exception, meeting up with the mermaid Evelyn and her group before finding a clean place to set up camp and rest.

“Your Lordship, thank you for saving us once again!” Thinking about the blanketing waves of fire and the strange desert, Evelyn felt lucky that she had deepened the relationship with Yang Ling before that happened, allowing her to make use of his restrictions to avoid the crisis.

The powerful water element magic of the sea tribe had no uses here. They could not even shoot out a water arrow, much less cast powerful water element barriers. If not for Yang Ling’s help, they perhaps might have long been burnt to ash.

“Hehehe, Miss Evelyn, I heard that all of the ladies from your sea tribe are beautiful. You need not thank us, all you have to do is introduce a few of those beauties to His Lordship; Of course, it would be even better if you can introduce a few beauties to each and every one of us!” Seeing the beautiful maids behind the mermaid Evelyn, the Corpse Wizard King let out a loud cackle.

Over the millennia, he had seen many human beauties. He had even forced himself onto a Fairy Dragon. However, he had never tried a beauty from the sea tribe. He would naturally not dare to harbor any evil thoughts toward Evelyn who was on cordial terms with Yang Ling, however, that did not stop him from having lecherous thoughts toward Evelyn’s maids. A pair of lecherous eyes scared the maids behind Evelyn till they turned pale.

Fair beauties, and a few of them for every one of them?

Yang Ling shook his head. He had seen many lechers of various ages back when he was swinging between bars in the past. However, he had never seen someone who had as thick a hide as the Corpse Wizard King, “That... Roke, hurry and check to see where the entrance to the third level of the tomb is.”

“Hmph... Fine, Miss Evelyn, I’ll await your good news!” Seeing the few fair maids behind Evelyn, the Corpse Wizard King obeyed the order and left. Evelyn’s maids only heaved a sigh of relief after he vanished into the darkness.

“Your Lordship, I heard that the third level of the tomb is the last level, I wonder how the situation there is like?” Remembering the legends her tribe had of the underground tomb, Evelyn knit her brows.

“Perhaps, we’ll know after getting down there to have a look!” Yang Ling shook his head, gently taking a sip of the ice-cold rum. Even though he had obtained the memories of the Burning Fire Elf King after taming him, he was still completely clueless about the situation within the underground tomb.

According to the memories of the Burning Fire Elf King, the Burning Fire Restriction had already been here before they had been forced into the underground tomb, and they were only responsible for defending the second level of the tomb. He did not know where the restriction had come from, nor did he know the specific situation of the other places within the underground tomb.

“It is true that the underground tomb only has three levels, but the third level is more perilous than even the first and second levels combined!” Seeing Evelyn tightly knit her brows, Brent gulped down the rum in his cup, then slowly started to speak.

According to the legends, the first level is only the outer perimeter of the underground tomb. Even though there were a countless number of zombies, mummies and undead knights, most of them were mid to low-level undead creatures; They only truly stepped into the underground tomb after stepping into the second level. The third level is where the Pharaoh was buried.

“Elder Brent, is there really the fabled Staff of Life and Teleportation Portal deep within the tomb?” Evelyn looked respectfully at the knowledgeable Elder Brent, her beautiful large eyes not blinking once, extremely nervous. If the legends of the sea tribe were wrong, then she might have made a wasted trip.

“I am not sure if there is the Staff of Life or not, but according to reliable records, the Teleportation Portal that leads to the Graveyard of Deities and Demons truly exists in the underground tomb!” Elder Brent took a sip of rum, pausing before he continued, “Legend has it that the Teleportation Portal is a Divine Weapon, and the person who truly wields the Teleportation Portal would become the true owner of the Graveyard of Deities and Demons!”

“That means to say that the Pharaoh was once the owner of the Graveyard of Deities and Demons?” After his shock, Yang Ling looked at Elder Brent, confused.

“No, Divine Weapons cannot be used by everyone. Master Divine Weapons is not something an average person can even though. Possessing the Teleportation Portal did not automatically make one the owner of the Graveyard of Deities and Demons!” Looking at the confused Yang Ling, Elder Brent smiled and slowly begun his explanation.

As it turned out, a long long time ago, it was not only the Tailun Continent, but every dimension had a pathway to the Graveyard of Deities and Demons. But for some reason, almost all of these tunnels had been sealed. Other than the Teleportation Portal in the hands of the Pharaoh, no one else could enter the Graveyard of Deities and Demons to search for the lost Divine Weapons and divinities.

However, it was not really a good thing for the generations of Pharaohs that possessed the Teleportation Portal!

After knowing that the Teleportation Portal was in the hands of the Pharaoh, the experts of the continent came knocking on his door, attempting to seize the only existing Teleportation Portal. Even the experts from the other dimensions would attack them through the Space Crack from time to time. Even though the abilities of the generations of Pharaohs were strong beyond belief, they still suffered immensely while they faced the attacks of the various powerhouses. The strength of the Thebes Empire was also severely damaged because of this, their situation getting worse and worse. It was only until the last generation of the Pharaohs brought the Teleportation Portal into the mysterious underground tomb and the location of the tomb cannot be found that peace started to return to the Tailun Continent.

“Elder Brent, just how many Space Cracks, as well as how many dimensions, are there on the continent?” Remembering the Dimension of Dead Souls behind the Corpse Wizard King, remembering the Skyreach Tower amidst the sea of bones that is similar to the Wizard’s Pagoda, Yang Ling had a thought.

If he could not find traces of the Ancient Wizards overseas, he might be able to obtain accidental gains if he headed to the Dimension of Dead Souls!

“The Tailun Continent that we are at is actually a dimension. Based on what I know, there are a total of five Space Cracks. However, between the dimensions are Space Turbulences that even ordinary Divine-level Experts dare to barge into. I’m afraid that only the god of creation knows just how many dimensions there are!” Elder Brent shook his head, then slowly continued, “The Space Cracks are the places where the turbulence are the most unstable. If timed well and given the right opportunity and luck, even a person at the peak of Domain Expert would be able to move through it; If unlucky, even a Divine-level Expert would be instantly torn to shreds.”

Even a Divine-level Expert would be instantly torn to shreds?

Yang Ling’s heart shook, shaking his head in disbelief.

After being trapped for thousands of years, Elder Brent’s powers had already been greatly depleted. However, he had still been able to exterminate the Church army, including a few Templars, with just one move. He could not imagine just how terrifying his abilities would be if he recovered to his peak; Yang Ling could not imagine just how terrifying the Space Turbulence that could instantly tear a powerful Divine-level Expert into pieces would be!