
Seven years ago, as Elias Hawthorne was preparing to close his herb shop on a peaceful night in Riverbend Hamlet, a small village located on the outskirts of Verdantia, he had to shut early.
Rumors of missing newborns were rampant, and it had been a busy day with many customers.
As he closed the shop, the sound of moving carriages at high speed and horses screaming pierced the night.
A banner flew into his face, bearing the emblem of the notorious Cursed Artificers Guild, which was allied with the missing babies.
Chills ran down his spine as he wondered what they were doing so far east.
After the silence that followed, a blast of light struck, momentarily turning night into day. The magical energy emitted shook the entire Aetheria realm.
Despite his shock, Elias's body moved towards the Silverwater River.
There, he found a white glossy carriage painted in blood, surrounded by a lot of dead bodies and horses.
The river ran red with blood. Among the dead were members of the Cursed Artificers Guild.
Inside the carriage, a woman lay dead, protecting something beneath her stomach.
Nearby were dead mages, seemingly protecting the carriage.
As he ventured further, pondering the source of the light and what had killed the members of the dark guild, Elias heard a baby's cry coming from the carriage he had just passed.
Realizing he hadn't heard it earlier due to shock, he hurried back.
The woman had been protecting a baby boy with brown skin.
It was evident that the dead were his parents, likely of noble blood, judging by the elite mages guarding the carriage.
Alongside the baby, there was something like a magic storage box that looked locked by magic.
Such boxes were rare and not easy to get, and it was small enough to fit in a pocket.
Additionally, the baby was wearing what looked like an enchanted pendant that was radiating weak magic. Elias wrapped the baby along with the box.
His instincts urged him to leave the scene quickly. As a retired mercenary who understood the corruption in the kingdom, he took the baby and left.
The sister from the orphanage located in Mossy Hollow listened skeptically as Elias Hawthorne explained how he found the baby.
However, she had no choice but to take the baby in, especially after feeling the powerful magic a week ago.
Elias couldn't care for the baby, so he left him in her care.
Before leaving, she asked him to give the baby a name, and he named him Oasis, after the desert kingdom of Avaloria, from where his brown skin likely originated.
Two weeks after the incident, news spread of the Divine King holy magic wielder,
Sir Roland Lightbringer from the Holy Cathedral, who single-handedly destroyed the three most powerful dark guilds: the Cursed Artificers, Obsidian Shadows, and Nightshade Assassins.
Since then, Sir Roland was titled "The Divine Avenger," and no dark guilds have been seen, thanks to his example.
When questioned about his presence in the east, far from the Holy Cathedral headquarters in the kingdom of Celestia in the western side of the realm,
Sir Roland explained that he had been tracking the incidents for some time.
The newborns of Celestia were also going missing, leading him to the dark guild from the south of the realm, the Cursed Artificers, rumored to have been seen in the east.
Despite the two kingdoms not being on talking terms, he had no choice but to go there and ended up destroying all the involved guilds, including the other two.
He emphasized , "I am acting in the best interest of mine kingdom and the realm's future."
And he did conclude, declaring, "If aught resembling doth occur again to mine kingdom, the Holy Cathedral shall not tarry in its actions."
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Chapter 602: The Weight of Departure.
“This is unbelievable. These children are amazing—definitely cut from an extraordinary fabric,” Theodore thought as he observed the scene before him.“And Oasis’s version of Destiny of Tomorrow… it’s something I would have never conceived,” Theodore continued inwardly, his gaze sharpening.“I used wind to collapse space, but the kid added his cyan fire to create a superheated vacuum.He expanded the air while simultaneously compressing it with wind, creating a tear in the atmosphere—one that travels faster than sound.Yes… that must be it.It’s essentially moving through a void of its own making. Terrifying… and magnificent at the same time.”His eyes gleamed with admiration, heart pounding with excitement rather than fear..“This is without a doubt a powerful variation of the technique. Too bad the kid is still in the Awakened Realm—he’s only using Awakened martial aura.I wonder how strong it will be once he can finally wield Enlightened martial aura.And if I think carefully about
Chapter 601: The Zenith of the Mirror(2).
The power being released by Oasis’s technique filled the entire manor.It was not a roar, nor an explosion—it was pressure.The air itself thickened as if the courtyard had sunk beneath a vast, invisible ocean.Mana screamed silently, bending inward toward the line of distorted space tearing forward from Oasis’s fingers.The stone beneath their feet groaned, spiderweb cracks racing outward as the technique passed overhead.Leaves, dust, and loose pebbles were lifted and frozen in midair, suspended by the sheer authority of the attack.As Destiny of Tomorrow surged toward Vesta—Vesta did not even attempt to lift his feet from the ground where they were trapped.Instead, he focused.In the span of a few milliseconds, cyan mana flooded downward into his legs.The earth around his ankles began to boil, not with heat alone but with violent mana agitation.Stone liquefied, trembled, then hissed as if resisting his will.Everything was happening too fast for an ordinary cultivator to even
Chapter 600: : The Zenith of the Mirror.
Oasis took a slow, deliberate breath in.As he inhaled, the surrounding mana responded as though called by name.The invisible currents within the courtyard trembled and then surged toward him, spiraling inward in thin, translucent streams.The grass around flattened slightly as the flow intensified.The air grew dense, heavy with mana pressure, yet perfectly controlled.Mana entered him not violently, but willingly—like rivers returning to the ocean.Then—He exhaled.A warm breeze burst outward from his lips, spreading across the courtyard in a gentle wave.It rustled the trees, lifted loose strands of hair, and carried with it a faint scent of ozone and heat.The gathered pressure dispersed smoothly, leaving the space feeling strangely refreshed.“On second thought,” Oasis said aloud, his voice calm, “I would like to try something first.”“Mmh? Young Elder, what is it you want to try?” Theodore Kaizen asked, folding his arms with mild curiosity.Oasis muttered softly, “Mmh…”His ey
Chapter 599: The Singularity of Intent.
“Who are you kids, and what are you doing here?” Theodore asked, his voice steady yet laced with curiosity as he looked first at Vesta and then at Delvan.His gaze lingered on Delvan.“And you, kid… aren’t you supposed to be with Young Elder? Did you perhaps come with him last night when he came here?”“No,” Vesta replied smoothly, his voice carrying that quiet authority that reminded Theodore of Oasis himself.“We just came now. We decided to follow Father here since he didn’t return to the Woods Estate.”!!!Theodore’s brow furrowed slightly as he observed Vesta.“His tone… his manner of speaking… it really is the same as Young Elder’s,” Theodore thought.“And he said ‘Father’… mmh. They do resemble each other if you look closely—the brown skin, the hair… did the kid maybe do something to alter his hair color?”He continued analyzing silently."But addressing Oasis as ‘Father’? No way… this kid couldn’t possibly be his child. He’s… what? Seven years old? Seven?And the Young Elder
Chapter 597: The Law of the Forbidden Sky.
“Mm… sacred beasts are truly made from a different mold,” Tyron murmured to himself, his eyes fixed on the rolling dark clouds above.“It’s no exaggeration to say that cultivation itself was copied from them.”He sat leisurely within the vast courtyard pavilion, porcelain cup resting between his fingers, steam rising in thin spirals.From below, the clouds looked like nothing more than a natural storm.His gaze narrowed as he studied the black storm advancing with eerie precision.“So basically, whoever is in front of Conri is using these clouds to pass unnoticed. Created out of thin air, yet indistinguishable from a real storm"His beard shifted slightly as he stroked it.“Indeed… one cannot tell the difference between a natural storm and that one.”“No killing intent.”“No aura leak.”“No fluctuation.”“Everything perfectly concealed.”A faint smile curved his lips.“These monsters… could launch an attack on a city, and nobody would even know until it was too late.”The sight amused
Chapter 597: The Law of the Forbidden Sky.
“Mm… sacred beasts are truly made from a different mold,” Tyron murmured to himself, his eyes fixed on the rolling dark clouds above.“It’s no exaggeration to say that cultivation itself was copied from them.”He sat leisurely within the vast courtyard pavilion, porcelain cup resting between his fingers, steam rising in thin spirals.From below, the clouds looked like nothing more than a natural storm.His gaze narrowed as he studied the black storm advancing with eerie precision.“So basically, whoever is in front of Conri is using these clouds to pass unnoticed. Created out of thin air, yet indistinguishable from a real storm"His beard shifted slightly as he stroked it.“Indeed… one cannot tell the difference between a natural storm and that one.”“No killing intent.”“No aura leak.”“No fluctuation.”“Everything perfectly concealed.”A faint smile curved his lips.“These monsters… could launch an attack on a city, and nobody would even know until it was too late.”The sight amused
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