Lord of Glory

Hearing Adele's words, Nasura's face changed dramatically! These days, it was either the president of the Mage Association branch or one of the leaders of the Brotherhood of Fire and Sword. For these powerhouses who are much more powerful than them, Adele only felt illusions like flying dragons or magical beasts lurking in the woods. But in this situation, her description of the endless ocean of light is unbelievable. Nasura, however, did not sink into shock. His friend was still inside. He cannot just wait outside. Nasura casually struck the iron door with a volley of ice swords, and it exploded with a boom. Then he immediately grabbed his wand. The soldiers with buckets of water followed him into the burning area. What came into view, in addition to the burning flames that covered the entire mansion, were the seven or eight bodies lying in the ruins. "What happened here?!" Nasura looked at all this in surprise. Meanwhile, there was a sudden boom in the backyard, and an unidentifiable shadow suddenly swept past the manor. When everyone looked back, it had already disappeared. But Nasura was so occupied thinking of his friends at this time that he had no time to care about other things at all. He waved a large amount of water droplets casually to immediately extinguish the fire. Eagerly, he began to call O'Neill's name, trying to find any familiar faces that might appear among the corpses. But Nasura did not find him, and neither did the soldiers, who were busy checking to see if there were any survivors. Adele, who was standing at the noisy door, was looking at the distance on the other side with a shocked expression. Her eyes directly spanned thousands of meters, where she saw the man in a black robe who had escaped from the city wall, sitting on a monster. That was right. Adele confirmed that this man in a black robe was the guy who gave her that terrifying and unimaginable illusion! In truth, she had something to confess but never told Nasura. In the old days, when their mentor taught them the method of convergence, he once gave a warning that has been passed down to this day. Although no one takes it seriously now, it was still passed down as a tradition from generation to generation. That is, "The Astringent Breath Method can sense all living things and judge the threat level by the high or low level of your heart to manifest into a corresponding creature. But if any of you become instructors in the future, make sure you warn the newcomers of this!" "If the enemy manifests something other than a living creature, not even an animal, but rather something natural, either kill it immediately, by any means necessary, or run as fast and as far as you can." When Adele asked why, the mentor, however, said with an air of disbelief, "I don't know; it's just a tradition that has been passed down. Besides, I've killed countless people for the Alliance, and I've never seen an enemy that wasn't an illusionary living thing. You guys shouldn't think too much about it." At this moment, however, Adele was in deep fear. Even if it sounded like just a joke, it is a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years from generation to generation. Is it really not credible? Adele took a deep look at the nervous Nasura. She could not cut it off. She fell in love, and she simply could not cut off this man. Maybe...she can just take him to escape together. Suddenly, a loud scream was heard at the city gate. Nasura, Adele, and the whole Fenrir all stuck their heads out in surprise. Surprisingly, they saw a gigantic hand appear in the sky. It is floating above the gate tower, braving a strong chill. A thick layer of frost can be seen forming on the tall city wall. Suddenly, the giant hand moved! The huge hand, completely ice-blue, lifted slightly and slammed against the gatehouse below. And they all heard a boom. Suddenly, the giant hand disappeared without a trace, while the magnificent gatehouse all turned ice blue, rumbled, and shattered into countless pieces of ice. Everyone who came back to their senses looked again, but they were petrified at the same time, looking at all this with their mouths open in shock! The original magnificent city gate has now turned into a huge blue gap. The ice that had spilled in the sky had fallen and another group of innocent people died. Nasura looked at all this in a daze and unconsciously muttered, "The Grip of Winter. Isn't this the scroll on O'Neill's body?" At this moment, Fenrir, which had been stable and unaffected by the war, resounded with wails and shrieks throughout the city. Paladin, who was lying on Aberleigh's back, unable to lift his head due to the strong speed, was secretly laughing. What a bumper harvest today! He even learned the magic shield and lightning strike magic. The moment the scroll was played just now, that huge and complicated magic structure appeared in mid-air. Paladin could not help snickering again. But looking at this power, it seems that all the elements of Paladin's body cannot activate this magic, even if they are piled up together. Never mind though. More elements are nothing more than a crimson Philosopher's Stone. And more Philosopher's Stones are just more lives. Human beings are the limitless resources of the Philosopher's Stones, as much as he wants! And from the description of the formation, it is obviously not limited to humans. As long as there is life and energy, the Philosopher's Stone can be refined. That is to say, tall orcs, even those dwarves, elves whose lives are much higher than humans, and even mythical dragons and demons! Who knows if the Philosopher's Stone refined by these species is far more powerful and better than human life? Holding this crazy thought, Paladin hid in the mountains and forests on the outskirts. In the afternoon of that day, Sir Emmet's family was killed and the city gate was destroyed. When people in the city were discussing the incident in the morning, they heard a loud noise, and it was the head priest who choked on a bread piece and died. And when they heard about him passing away, they were not interested because of the amazing power of magic they saw that day, and they talked about the death of the head priest as a joke. After all, Fenrir City is too big. A priest's role is not highly respected. But what is little known is that he was the godfather of Paladin, the second son of Sir Emmet's family, who died in the morning. It was Cecily. It has even been suggested that Father Cecily did not die in the morning, but long ago. Because he is a clergyman, the idea of not desecrating dead bodies is deeply rooted in his bones. Such skeptical remarks were immediately suppressed by the church. Father Cecily was also buried early. And the real truth of his death was buried along with Paladin's bloody hands. The deliberate murder of a nobleman in Fenrir, if it were a commoner, would have been nothing more than a trivial matter. But now, not only was the nobleman murdered, but the culprits were also aggressive. The magic of the Winter Grip, which only magicians are capable of releasing, destroyed the entire city gate! This is already a violation of the first commandment of the Mages' Guild for a magician! "You can't participate in national politics, and you can't participate in a war with more than 500 people!" The first thought after this incident alarmed the Marquis Carmon to have everyone search for possible potential enemies. The final conclusion was that Emmet's family had invited a mercenary force to try to escort them because they missed their second son. And in the scene afterwards, all the other bodies were present except for the magician, O'Neill, who appeared as a mercenary. All the other bodies were present, and most of them were killed by magic. Finally, after the interrogation of the self-proclaimed friend of O'Neill, the Great Ice Magician Nasura, confirmed a fact. O'Neill was carrying the magic scroll of the Winter Grip! The fuse of the incident magically shifted to O'Neill, who had been destroyed by Paladin. Some conspiracy theories of the nobles under the Marquis Carmon even associated it with the kingdom of Aixinzhe, which was at war with them. That legend is against the precepts of the Mage Society, secretly supporting the usurper's court mage chief, Saruman. And then linked to the master from the same family, O'Neill. One cannot help but think that this is a demonstration attack behind the Aixinzhe. Nasura, who was inexplicably ordered to be placed under house arrest, learned that the Marquis Carmon got into the carriage that afternoon and hurried to the capital, Zhivadin. He had an audience with the Grand Duke to lodge a complaint. He wanted the president of the Kasmi Principality's branch to ask for an explanation from the Forest Mage Association of Hellite Tower. The world is so strange, but Paladin's self-protection action involved the Hellite Mage Society, which has nothing to do with the world nor with the war between the Principality of Kasmi and the Kingdom of Aixinzhe. But does Paladin know? Maybe it was good luck, or maybe the plan to divert the disaster to the east was conceived the moment O'Neill's body was destroyed. Maybe long before that? Maybe as early as the moment he received Aaron's letter, he had already thought of it? Who knows?