Chapter 89: Alarming the Human Kingdom! Divine Beings!

One thousand two hundred miles south of Dawn Territory.

This area is already beyond the forest, consisting of a vast plain.

At the edge of the forest.

A city with the luster of black iron stands tall.

The city walls are twenty meters high, covered in numerous claw marks, clearly having endured countless battles. Inside the city, nine magic towers stand at the eight cardinal directions and the city center.

Astonishing magical light erupts from the nine magic towers, forming a translucent barrier over the city.

The city is bustling with activity.

A large number of adventurers, wearing leather armor and carrying swords, walk the streets.

Stalls line both sides, hawking materials from magical beasts, as well as peculiar herbs and ores.

Occasionally, spellcasters holding staves and wearing robes pass by.

The nearby adventurers all step aside with a hint of reverence.

At this moment.

On the top floor of the central magic tower.

A rosy-skinned Elf Mage frowns, staring at the giant crystal ball before him.

The crystal ball is hazy.

Yet, a startling golden dot of light flickers at one spot on its surface. *Swish, swish, swish, swish*—white light flashes repeatedly.

Five mages who do not look young appear out of thin air.

Just as they are about to speak, they see the golden dot on the crystal ball and are instantly stunned. "Where are Sawyer, Cory, and Gul?" the rosy-skinned master of the magic tower asks.

"Lord Haro, the three of them have entered seclusion, attempting to break through the bottleneck between the Bronze and Silver ranks!" the oldest-looking Elf Mage among the five bows and speaks. "Breaking through to the Silver rank..."

The magic tower master named Haro pauses, revealing a smile: "I didn't expect them to find the opportunity for promotion to the Silver rank so quickly." "Lord Haro, this should be due to the surge in magic power."

"Even I, who had long since given up hope for promotion, have recently felt a faint opportunity for advancement," the old Elf Mage explains, his voice filled with a hint of excitement.

If not for Lord Haro's summons.

He would likely have already entered seclusion, going all out to break through to the Silver rank.

For a Elf Mage Ya Li Ke him, whose lifespan is nearing its limit.

If he could step into the Silver rank before his lifespan runs out, he would gain at least fifty more years of life! "Magic power surge..." Haro mutters.

As a Golden Elf Mage, he is naturally very clear about this matter.

Ten days ago, magic power began to rise.

Nine days ago, the magic power reached twice its original concentration before it stopped rising.

This has caused a sensation among all professionals in their Kingdom of Xini.

Especially the mages.

The entire Mages' Association was shocked by the doubling of magic power in just one day.

Many mages feel deeply worried about this. But even more mages are—ecstatic!

The doubling of magic power concentration has lowered the difficulty of a Elf Mage's cultivation significantly!

Especially the sudden shift from a low-magic environment to a high-magic one, which has directly allowed many mages to feel the opportunity for promotion. And he—is one of those who feels deeply worried about this.

A piece of news that arrived the day before yesterday has pushed the worry in his heart to its peak.

In the Saint Nazel Forest.

Traces of an alien race were actually discovered.

And that alien race has even established a territory in the forest.

Under its command are over five hundred Kobolds.

What makes him feel even stranger and more uneasy is—the lord is not a Kobold, but a Werewolf.

A Werewolf lord with over five hundred Kobolds under his command?

This is too bizarre. Afterward—many more adventurers discovered more territories.

These territories, without exception, all possess not-insignificant strength.

There are even human lords, but the subordinates of these human lords are also alien races. At the same time—through the Mages' Association, he also received information from other places.

In many inaccessible areas, the existence of these lords has been discovered. Even—from the neighboring 'Kingdom of Lirenni', news arrived of the discovery of a Blue Dragon lord! What is even more eerie is—that Blue Dragon is only at the Bronze rank, and the strength it can exert is only at the Silver level.

If the information hadn't been very clearly confirmed repeatedly that this is a genuine Blue Dragon.

He would never have believed it.

Since when would the terrifying Dragon race have members at the Bronze rank?

That is simply an impossible thing.

According to his knowledge, even a hatchling born not long ago would be at the Golden rank!

There are too many strange things.

Now, in the Saint Nazel Forest, the appearance of a divine being has been detected.

This makes him even more worried.

"Lord Haro, how could there be a terrifying divine being in the Saint Nazel Forest?" a Elf Mage asks, looking at the golden dot on the crystal ball with a grave expression. Divine being—this is their collective term for a class of terrifying creatures that exceed common sense.

Such as the legendary Magic Queen, Elf Queen, Dragon King, etc. This class of terrifying creatures—their strength is far above those of the same rank within their own race.

No one knows how these terrifying creatures are born.

But they exist as a fact.

Therefore, they are crowned with the name of divine being.

Indicating that this class of terrifying creatures already possesses the nature of a god. "I don't know."

"But any divine being is a Golden-rank existence." "And they are extremely terrifying Golden-rank powerhouses."

"Although looking at the distance, that divine being is over a thousand miles away from our Laneilicheng." "But we cannot afford not to be on guard."

"Which of you is willing to go and investigate, to confirm the race of this divine being?" Elf Mage Haro looks at the five and asks.

Instantly.

The five mages fall into silence.

They are only Bronze-rank mages, far too distant from the Golden rank. Once they go to investigate and are discovered—then it is ten deaths and no life!

Moreover, the Saint Nazel Forest is already terrifying, with many Silver-rank magical beasts. Not to mention—now that magic power has doubled, many magical beasts have likely seen their strength surge!

This makes the Saint Nazel Forest even more fraught with danger.

"Since you are unwilling, then I will go myself." Haro sighs.

He has no intention of blaming the five.

Indeed.

The Saint Nazel Forest is too dangerous for Bronze-rank spellcasters.

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"Lord Haro, I..."

A Elf Mage's face flushes slightly as he steps forward. "Alright, no need to say more."

"After I leave, you are to fully activate the defenses of Laneilicheng." Haro waves his hand.

As the words fall, he jumps directly from the magic tower.

A griffin lets out a resonant cry, catches him in mid-air, and flies directly toward the Saint Nazel Forest.

Dawn Territory.

The golden light on Elf Queen Sheri gradually dissipates.

Her eyes snap open, possessing a terrifying sharpness as if thousands of arrows had been shot out. "Sheri, how could your promotion cause such a commotion?" Li Li Yue speaks up.

This golden pillar of light is too conspicuous.

He can guess that the nearby lords must have been shocked.

Some lords might even think that some treasure has been unearthed.

Of course.

He doesn't care much about the reactions of those lords.

In Dawn Territory, there are now a full eleven Golden-rank combatants!

Even if those terrifying creatures or top-tier powerhouse lords were to invade, they would only be coming to their deaths. "Lord, I feel—"

Sheri frowns, a hint of confusion in her eyes: "Inside my body, it seems a magical power has awakened." Magical power?

Li Li Yue raises an eyebrow, curious in his heart.

Sheri is a hero unit.

Could it be that hero units are different after promoting to the Golden rank?

He immediately opens Sheri's information panel to check.

However, just after one glance.

He gasps, a look of shock appearing on his face. This—the change is too great!

— Author's Notes —

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