Warlock of the Magus World 1-596

by Wen Chao Gong

  At the end of the passage, the oil painting emitted a silvery light. Then this light turned brighter and brighter, and finally revealed the entrance of a passageway.

  *Whoosh!*

  From this entrance emerged a black shadow in very sorry shape.

  Leylin used his left hand to wipe his cold sweat and turned around to see the passage to the secret plane.

  “That was way too dangerous! If not for the defense mechanism that the Magi of the Ancient Spirit Slaying Sect set up for in case the Gargamel lost control, I wouldn’t have been able to get away…”

  To say that the Gargamel was very powerful was not a lie; the current Leylin was definitely not its match.

  The being formed from the gathering of evil souls were simply insane. They were known for their temperamental nature, and Leylin wanted nothing to do with such terrifying and dangerous entities.

  “Latent Fireball!”

  After looking at the entrance to the secret plane, a flash of determination passed through his eyes and he threw black fireballs at the entrance, thoroughly destroying it.

  Although there were many good things inside this secret plane, but when compared to his own insignificant life, Leylin certainly knew which he would prefer.

  And compared with the fact that the Gargamel could come out at any time to finish him off, the other items inside the secret plane at once became dispensable.

  Leylin looked at the surroundings and after removing all traces of his having been here, he departed from this place without looking back.

  And if the entrance was not destroyed, then the Gargamel could come out from within the secret plane.

  Leylin estimated that, with the strange and savage power of the Gargamel, it could immediately find the weak point of the secret plane and tear it apart and escape!

  But by that time, Leylin would be a long distance away. What did this have to do with him?

  Furthermore, in the entire Magus world of the south coast, Leylin was not the only Magus around. For instance, the head of the Night Lighthouse that he had met earlier was more than capable of suppressing this Gargamel!

  Chapter 187 – Emergency Situation

  The speed at which Leylin escaped was extremely quick, and after just half a day, the tall, thick walls of the Nightless City were within sight.

  At this point, his right hand had already completely healed. The frightening vitality of a Warlock was proving its worth.

  Only after entering the Nightless City did Leylin breathe a huge sigh of relief.

  The Gargamel was the result of the concentration of evil intentions by the Ancient Spirit Slayer Sect. Although it was unknown why that Gargamel had been sealed there by the Magi of the sect, based on the calculations from the battle with it, Leylin could say that this monster’s strength was equivalent to that of a rank 2 Magus!

  Although Leylin couldn’t hold his own against it, there were a couple rank 2 Magi in the south coast that could. At the very least, the leaders of large scale Magus organisations and powers definitely had at least this level of power.

  At that moment, within the Nightless City, the trading centre of the south coast, there were quite a few Magi with this kind of strength.

  Leylin was sure that if the Gargamel were to chase after him, the Nightless City was sure to have the means to stop it!

  However, he had another plan in mind.

  The old witch was trapped in the secret plane together with that terrifying culmination of evil. From the looks of it, her chances of survival were meagre.

  However, it was a fact that she held the position of elder in the dark Magus organisation that Leylin was affiliated with—Thousand Meddling Hands. Her status was obviously higher than that of an average member, and she was also able to contact the hidden rank 2 Magus heading the group!

  With her death, there would be loose ends that needed to be tied up.

  If possible, Leylin would obviously want to take possession of everything the old witch owned.

  In a light Magus organisation, this would naturally be impossible. However, in the case of Thousand Meddling Leaves, as long as he revealed a bit of his might, it would be enough to subdue the ambitious Magi who wished to take over this position.

  “Hello? Is this Leylin?”

  At this moment, a secret imprint that resembled a four-coloured ring emerged from Leylin’s waist. A man’s voice was transmitted from it.

  “Hello, Lord Decarte!”

  Leylin could make out the owner of this imprint. It was the head of the Potioneering team, Decarte! His tone naturally became respectful.

  Previously, all of the missions that Decarte needed Leylin to complete had been issued to him by Leylin’s current leader, Martin

  “Ugh, the secret imprint seemed to have had some sort of interference, and I couldn’t contact you at all. Did you go somewhere far away?”

  Decarte’s questions were transmitted to him from the secret imprint.

  “Yes. I’d accepted a friend’s invitation to explore a small ruin…” Leylin’s answer was half true.

  “No wonder! Many of these ruins left behind by Magi will automatically block out all forms of communication. In there, a secret imprint is merely a useless decoration…” No matter if Decarte actually believed him or not, the voice from the secret imprint sounded convinced.

  “My apologies for making my lord worry about me. Might I ask what you require of me?” Leylin was puzzled as he spoke to the imprint.

  “Yes, there’s something that I need. A few elders and the head have issued orders that Four Seasons Garden has entered the highest state of alert. All Magi will have their vacations cancelled! Upon receiving this message, you must report to the headquarters within 24 hours! All who do not do so will be viewed as traitors, and will be punished by the law enforcers!”

  Decarte broke out the earth-shattering news.

  “What?”

  Leylin was in shock, causing him to take a few steps back.

  The Four Seasons Garden wasn’t stupid, and issuing such an order could only imply one thing. Something was going to happen to the entire south coast.

  “I’ll be there in time! Can you tell me what has happened?”

  Leylin sucked in a few breaths of air and calmed himself down before inquiring.

  “The whole situation is a little complicated. You can ask Martin about it when you’re back. There’s only one thing I can tell you—war! A war is approaching…”

  “I don’t have any more time left. Just remember to come here as quickly as possible! In war, the weak ones who don’t have organisations to rely on are usually the first to die!”

  *Pop!* With his last word, the secret imprint dispersed into countless bright sparks, drifting through the air around Leylin.

  Decarte’s sounded serious, which caused Leylin’s heart to sink.

  When compared to these strong organisations, the conflict at the Abyssal Bone Forest Academy was but a small matter.

  To have caused the Four Seasons Garden’s Potioneering team head to be so flustered, there was only one possibility—that an incoming war was going to rock the Magus World!

  Leylin suddenly remembered some information about Magus’ history.

  After the ancient times had passed, it was the current period. During this current period, two huge wars had occurred. These two events had affected the Magi, and basically all species in the entire south coast. The Magi suffered massive casualties, and the humans were obviously more affected, with numerous empires annihilated.

  These two wars were named the First and Second Great Magus Wars!

  Now, it seemed the Third Great Magus War was about to begin!

  Leylin’s scrunched up his brows and wrinkled his forehead.

  For him, it was entirely possible to accumulate information and resources, and with the A.I. Chip, he would be able to constantly break through his bottlenecks and improve further.

  As a result, Leylin had hoped to be able to develop in a more peacefu
l and stable environment until he would reach a bottleneck.

  In the previous great wars, acolytes were cannon fodder. Even official Magi fell and died in swarms, resulting in the alternate name of the wars: the Magus World’s Death Grinder.

  Leylin wasn’t sure that he would be lucky enough to escape unscathed!

  Wars of this scale affected the entire south coast, and nobody had been able to escape. As long as one was a Magus, he or she would be involved in it.

  Unless… If he left the south coast and passed through several extremely dangerous regions, and set off for a new place, he would be safe.

  “I shouldn’t scare myself. It might just be a conflict between the Four Seasons Garden and another Magus organisation!”

  Leylin, who had been standing by the city gates, suddenly smiled gently and walked right inside.

  He’d thought it through. No matter what happened, it had absolutely nothing to do with him.

  After all, he was a member of Four Seasons Garden’s Potioneering team! Unless Caesar’s entire hunting team was annihilated, research personnel like him wouldn’t need to be on the battlefield.

  If this was a war with other Magus organisations, with the Four Seasons Garden’s background, it would be impossible to be thoroughly annihilated. If he were to defect now, it would be an extremely foolish decision that would offend the Four Seasons Garden for no reason.

  If the Third Great Magus War was to happen, the entire south coast would become a battlefield, and no area would be safe.

  Decarte’s words were a reminder as well as a warning.

  Great wars never began with both sides going all out. It would start with them using small groups and neutral parties to eliminate all other elements, and then they would be able to fight freely, without fear of others taking advantage of the situation.

  Wandering Magi and indecisive small organisations were definitely the first to be used!

  Leylin didn’t want to lose his backing and live a life where a crisis was always imminent.

  As a result, it was necessary for him to return to the Four Seasons Garden.

  Leylin was confident that he had hidden his skills well. In the eyes of the Magi in the Four Seasons Garden, Leylin was merely a newly advanced Magus who was talented in Potioneering and training!

  If the leaders of Four Seasons Garden were stupid enough to get Leylin to be cannon fodder, then at the most, he would just leave and cut all connections between them.

  Leylin was confident he would be able to leave the Four Seasons Garden’s headquarters without alerting the rank 2 Magi there.

  After thinking this entire matter through, Leylin achieved a calm state of mind. Only then did he have the mood to survey his surroundings.

  At this moment, Leylin discovered a difference in the Nightless City!

  The Nightless City’s large gates had all been opened wide. Giants, which were usually rarely seen, could be seen wearing animal hides that did not fit them, and holding huge wooden stakes. They were entering the city in twos and threes.

  With every step they took, the ground slightly shook.

  The number of people in the Nightless City had increased by around 50%, causing a few passages to become congested.

  However, whether they were regular humans, acolytes, or even some official Magi, their expressions were dark. In particular, there were a few official Magi who had a deep sense of distrust in their eyes when they saw unfamiliar Magi.

  In the first zone of the Nightless City, shops that used to be bustling despite their unorganized placement saw a sharp decrease in price of raw materials. Defensive items, potions, and the like, on the other hand, were experiencing an increase in price. Many shops had already put up signs saying they were sold out.

  Though Leylin had expected this, seeing this scene in person definitely had an effect on his mood.

  All this was evidence of the scale of the impending war that would affect the entire Magus World. Leylin would definitely not be able to escape this!

  Leylin’s footsteps seemed to become a bit heavier as he passed through several gates and entered the third zone of the Nightless City.

  In the region where the villas were located, the originally lively place was somewhat deserted. There were no signs of the cheerful Magi who used to hang around the various gardens. Several flowers that used to be tended to in the flower terrace were listlessly lowering their heads, with some even showing signs of wilting, which gave off a bleak atmosphere.

  “Master!”

  Once he returned to his own villa, Damien, the level 3 acolyte who worked as his butler, welcomed him.

  “I’m fine! Did anything strange happen in the Nightless City recently? Tell me everything you know!” Leylin immediately asked while he threw his cloak to Damien.

  “Yes! Damien was just about to do so!”

  There was a worried expression on his face.

  “A day before, rumours about the start of a third Magus war started spreading around the Nightless City. At the beginning, nobody took it to heart, but as time passed, the fact that no organisation stood up to refute this claim has Nightless City in a frenzy…”

  Chapter 188 – Branding Experiment

  Damien expressed a slightly apprehensive expression.

  “Many Magi simply left. Huge numbers of people are in the streets buying items to increase their powers. It’s as though they are trying to use up all of the magic crystals at their disposal…”

  “That strange phenomenon only gradually abated after the public center dispatched people to patrol the streets…..”

  “Moreover, your good friend Magus Crew also moved out this afternoon. Before he left, he left a message for you!”

  “What message?”

  “The night is approaching. Be careful in everything you do!” Damien said something that sounded like a proverb.

  “What does that mean?” Leylin frowned. “When did that Crew start to like being a prophetic Magus? The things he says are never clear!”

  Leylin pondered for a moment, and finally told Damien, “From the information I’ve gathered, there will probably be a relatively large war that is imminent……”

  Even though he already had some guesses, when Damien heard this information, his body trembled uncontrollably. He was originally caught and became a slave because of a war. Even though he was under a spirit branding, that bitter experience was just like a brand that was deeply engraved in his memories, making it impossible for him to forget.

  “That’s right, call Number 1 to 5 over here!”

  Leylin casually instructed Damien, who rapidly suppressed his shaking body, and withdrew at an extremely fast pace.

  After a few minutes, five armoured Grand Knights with greatswords appeared before Leylin and knelt to perform a perfect Knight’s greeting!

  “Master!”

  The extremely thick armour didn’t affect their movements in the slightest way, and every movement of those five people carried a killing intent. It could be seen at a glance that they were strong veteran Grand Knights that had experienced countless battles.