
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 644: The Ninefold Heaven Binding Formation.
Swhoooosh!!!In an instant—Oasis appeared.Just behind Bocaroo.So close—they were almost back to back.Only a narrow gap separated them.Oasis stood facing forward—his gaze fixed on a distant direction, calm and unmoved.Bocaroo faced the opposite way.Yet—he knew.he felt.He didn’t need to see.Death…was behind him.It loomed.Silent.Certain.But even turning his head—felt impossible.The pressure within Oasis’s mana field still bound him completely.His body hovered in place—stiff—unresponsive—as the very air had hardened around him.Sweat poured down his face.Drip…Drip…Drip…Each drop fell slowly—as if even gravity had thickened.The only sounds that remained—were thunder and the endless whistling of emerald vortexes tearing through the battlefield.The winds screamed.The ground shattered beneath their influence.The ring of fire bent inward, struggling against the storm.Yet it held firm.And in the middle of it all—Bocaroo stood helpless.Then—Oasis spoke.“Ho
Chapter 643: The Sovereign’s Taxonomy.
Then—after the sudden flood of mana—it happened.A primordial pressure descended.Not something natural.Not something that belonged to this world.It was as though an ancient will—older than time itself—had suddenly awakened and pressed down upon everything within a two-thousand-meter radius.Ghecho Mokai,Bocaroo,and Kaelen Vance—froze.Not by choice.Not by fear alone.But because the very space around them refused to let them move.The air thickened—no—it solidified.The dense mana that flooded the entire region became like an invisible ocean, pressing against their bodies from every direction.It coiled around their limbs, wrapped around their torsos, constricted their breathing, and anchored them in place as if unseen chains had bound them to the world itself.Above them—the vortex roared.The dark storm clouds twisted more violently, spiraling faster and faster, thunder rumbling with a deep, monstrous resonance.Lightning flickered within the clouds like veins of wrath, il
Chapter 642: The Clearing of the Board.
Elsewhere—within the vast five-thousand-meter radius ring of cyan flames—the battlefield had transformed into something nightmarish.The once dark valley was now drenched in an unnatural brilliance.Towering walls of phoenix fire roared endlessly in a perfect circle, rising thousands of meters into the heavens,their cyan glow illuminating every grain of dust, every drop of blood, every trembling shadow.And above—the sky had changed.Thick, suffocating clouds had gathered, churning violently like a living storm.They rumbled with low, ominous thunder, flashes of lightning flickering faintly behind their dense layers.Yet despite the looming darkness overhead—the fire below refused to yield.It burned brighter.Stronger.Turning night into a warped, blazing day.At the center of one blood-soaked clearing—Venak Zephyrine stood still.His blade was extended.Mist trailed from it—dense, cold, and eerily silent.Before him—a severed head rolled across the ground.Thud……roll……stop.
Chapter 641: The Resonance of the Heavens.
“Blade awakening…”The thought formed clearly in the mind of Oasis as his sharp gaze remained locked onto Ghecho Mokai.“This state of aura manipulation he has been using all along… this is without a doubt blood aerosolizing.""He is sweating his life force… yet his vitality remains intact, and his martial aura is rapidly increasing.”Oasis observed every detail with frightening clarity.Mokai’s body pulsed.His blade pulsed.A dark crimson rhythm throbbed outward from him like a heartbeat made visible—each pulse expanding in violent waves that distorted the surrounding space.The aura spread in all directions.Heavy.Oppressive.Alive.Yet—the moment those crimson pulses touched the cyan radiance of the surrounding flame wall… they were devoured instantly.The same happened when they brushed against the thin veil of cyan energy that cloaked Oasis’s body.They vanished.Consumed.Erased.But that did not make them any less terrifying.On the contrary—the sheer density and intent beh
Chapter 640: The Hemorrath Awakening.
For a brief moment—Ghecho Mokai stood still.Taken aback.Shocked.Oasis’s words lingered in his mind like a blade pressed against his throat.Then—something in him shifted.His aura began to change.At first it flickered.Then it thickened.Then—it began to bleed.A dark crimson martial aura seeped out from his body like liquid, as though his very flesh was leaking power.It coiled around him in dense strands, writhing like living veins exposed to the air.The space around him distorted.Air bent unnaturally.Light warped.Even the wind seemed to hesitate near him, as if suffocated by the sheer density of his presence.His crimson blade reacted as well.It drank in that aura greedily.The weapon trembled slightly as the bleeding energy wrapped around it, layer upon layer, until the blade itself seemed submerged in a flowing crimson tide.Ghecho inhaled deeply.A slow, heavy breath.Then—he exhaled.And with that exhale—his suppression exploded.WHOOMMMMM!!!His martial aura surg
Chapter 639: The Gimmick of a Master.
“That… is the brat that was breathing fire earlier…”The thought flashed through the mind of Ghecho Mokai as his blade clashed again and again against Oasis.Clang! Clang! Clang!Each strike came faster than the last.Each impact sent ripples of martial aura exploding into the air.Yet even as Ghecho fought—his eyes flickered briefly toward the distance.Toward Vesta, who stood grinning at Tuka."How is this even possible…?" Ghecho thought as he parried another strike, sparks scattering between crimson and cyan energy."That child… He moved just now at a speed that even I could barely follow…"Oasis’s blade came again—Ghecho deflected, barely.His muscles strained."And the way he speaks… That tone… that arrogance…"His eyes narrowed."It’s exactly like this brat in front of me."Another clash.BOOM!Martial aura burst outward."If I didn’t know better… I would swear that is exactly how this brat would speak at that age…"His gaze sharpened further."That child looks no older than s
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