
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 488: Truth beneath the Storm.
Back at the Kingdom of Aurelion, Florentis City.Great Sanctuary of Greatness.Midnight approached slowly, dragging long shadows across the colossal sanctuary.The storm raged above, pounding the Sanctuary’s open dome with sheets of cold rain that cascaded down like silver curtains.Lightning flickered across the sky, illuminating thousands of spectators packed beneath canopies of barrier that held the water back.Mist rose from the battlefields tiles, and the ground glittered with rainwater reflecting the glowing symbols engraved into the platforms.The second group of the fifth round had just ended.Mira Dawncrest stood tall beneath the downpour, her robes clinging to her form, her hair soaked but her expression calm as light applauses and murmurs rose from the crowd.Kael Renforth lay unconscious, steam rising from her where she fell.On the opposite side, Iren Booker raised his blood-stained fist, standing over Tyre Vane, whose body was twisted unnaturally—arms trembling, clothes
Chapter 487: The siege of Genowa(3).
“What consequences you speak of?” Wren said as he lifted his chin slightly, eyes narrowing across the storm-blurred distance at Welvard’s hovering silhouette.The rain hammered down between them, thick and heavy, each drop like a silver nail driven into the earth.“You speak as if we of the Kingdom of Vilnara are afraid of you people.”Welvard’s gaze shifted to him—slowly, deliberately—like someone acknowledging an insect crawling on his boot.No admiration. No curiosity. Not even malice. Only insignificance.“Who are you?” Welvard asked, voice cutting through the rain with effortless sharpness.“I am the third general of the Kingdom of Vilnara, directly under King Evaco Bafrana—the Fourth King of Vilnara.”Wren lifted his chin even more, rain drumming over his armor like steady war-drums.“I am known as General Wren Guinevere of the Deadly Halberd.”His voice rang out above the thunder, powerful and practiced—meant to be heard over the roar of war.And his soldiers responded.The ran
Chapter 486: The siege of Genowa(2).
“What I thought was just a civil war… and now it has become an invasion,” Welvard thought as he hovered forward through the storm, rain lashing against his armor, lightning flickering across his silhouette like a ghost of thunder.With a sharp motion of his hand, two spears shot forward — not thrown, but launched by the force of his will.They streaked through the night like twin bolts of blue fire.As they flew, his martial aura wrapped around them, coating them in crackling threads of dark-blue energy that twisted and hissed in the rain, making the spears hum as though alive.The incoming boulders — two massive globes of compacted earth almost the size of small houses — came rolling through the air with terrifying force, trailing sparks and clods of mud.Welvard clenched his fist.“It’s pitiful… embarrassing… how easily people sell each other for profit, never caring for their own citizens, nor the weak.”BOOOOOM!!!The spears collided with the boulders.Stone exploded outward in vi
Chapter 485: The Siege of Genowa.
Meanwhile — Somewhere Northwest from VerdantiaThe Kingdom of Duskreed, City of Genowa.The storm had come like an omen.Thunder rolled across the blackened skies as lightning tore through the clouds, painting fleeting flashes over a city drowning in chaos.The heavy rain fell like shards of glass, hammering against the stone walls of Genowa — a fortress city now turned into a battlefield.Every tower, every street, and every corner trembled under the relentless bombardment from outside.The enemy siege engines roared in the distance, catapults flinging flaming boulders and enchanted projectiles that exploded against the shimmering protective runes on the city walls.Each impact made the air quake and sent a ripple of light through the defensive barrier, which was now flickering weakly like a candle in the wind.Archers and spearmen lined the ramparts, their soaked armor glinting with flashes of lightning as they loosed mana-infused arrows and Spears into the storm.The scent of wet e
Chapter 484: Duel in the Downpour.
The first drops of rain began to fall.At first, it was only a faint tapping sound—soft droplets breaking against the platforms of the Massive battle, trickling down the intricate carvings of the sanctuary walls.Then, as if heaven itself had exhaled, the rain grew heavier.Tens of thousands of spectators lifted their gazes toward the heavens.The vast expanse above was a swirling tapestry of dark clouds beaneth the dark skeis of the night.The air was thick with petrichor—the scent of wet stone and energy, the mingling of mana with stormwater.For a brief, sacred moment, the entire sanctuary seemed to fall silent, as if the crowd collectively welcomed the downpour from the brooding sky above.Some closed their eyes, letting the chill droplets kiss their faces; others raised their hands, murmuring in awe at the beauty of it.The rain fell not as a curse but as a divine rhythm—a song of nature blending with the pulse of the cultivators below.In the upper gallery, “Amon, does this pla
Chapter 483: Promised Return.
“Guaranteed, huh?” Oasis thought, his eyes narrowing faintly. “But that feels like predestination.Still… I suppose it’s better that way—if a parent leaves their wisdom behind, then their children won’t have to start from zero in this cruel cultivation world.”He paused, his expression thoughtful, then asked aloud, “So… does this technique still work if someone was born with a body constitution that rejects mana?Or a body too fragile to even endure cultivation?”“Hmm…” Physician Jojo stroked his beard thoughtfully, the faint shimmer of runic light reflecting from his wrinkled fingers.“In that case, it would be… difficult. I’ve never personally encountered such a condition, but I’ve read about it in old manuals.The best solution would be to treat the body first—alter its constitution—then attempt wisdom imparting.Meaning… whoever intends to leave behind their cultivation’s wisdom must first ensure their disciple or child can actually withstand it.”He paused, then added with a know
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