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Chapter 913  All Of Raze’s Past

This question that had been proposed to Raze had been asked more than once, and each time Raze had somewhat avoided it from the others.

The last time he spoke about his past, he mentioned his name, Dark Magus. He informed them of his infamous reputation in Alterian and how the enemies he wished to face were the Grand Magus, and how they might be linked to Alter and Pagna.

However, when he was pushed to go further, when Safa had asked him last time, “What did the Grand Magus do to you?” he was unable to answer.

Raze was unable to relive all of those moments. He could only remember the anger. Telling the story to himself, telling it out loud and explaining all the details… it seemed like an impossible task.

“Raze, please,” Safa said. She had avoided being intrusive to Raze, but after what had happened, she had a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach.

“I don’t want to lose you…” Safa said, staring firmly into Raze’s eyes.

To be honest, all those watching were silently cheering her on. It had gone on too long. It had been too long for them to not understand Raze’s goal.

Sure, they knew he was after the Grand Magus, but what drove him to the darkness they could all feel on the battlefield?

“I don’t want to say goodbye to another brother,” Safa claimed.

It was then that the serious expression on Raze’s face disappeared, and it turned into a soft smile.

“Fine, you win,” Raze said. “I will tell you the story of how my life was ruined by each of the five Grand Magus. How they took everything that I cared about in the world.”

“My childhood, my work, my life’s ambition, my colleagues, my dear loving wife…”

When Raze said those words, instinctively, Rayna’s hands raised to her chest, but it was something she wanted to hear about as well.

“And the only other person who had supported me after I had lost everything, how they had even taken that, my dear friend Jake,” Raze said.

—

King Doclet and his large army were quick to move. New items were provided to his troops, and those with the new advanced weapons were named infantrymen.

Most of them were currently moving in large groups in big carriages being pulled along by horses. In front of them, there was a row of men on horses, ready to be the first line of attack.

The army must have numbered around fifty thousand or so men and women. If there was one thing the kingdoms and empires clearly had on their side over that of the Pagna warriors, it was people.

Although there were a large number of clans, and a large number of warriors, in the grand scheme of things, it was nothing compared to the general population.

“Look at all of this!” Marcel said with a large smile, his hands spread wide. “I can’t wait to see the look on that filthy town’s face once we bring them all in! They will marvel at our state-of-the-art army.”

“Yes, exactly!” King Doclet said by his side. The two of them were riding on top of horses, centered in the middle of the large army.

Behind them, something else was being dragged along by people and animals: giant wooden ships. These ships were placed on rollers, large wooden logs allowing for them to be pulled easier on the ground.

They were also greased up with animal fat as well.

“This is going to be the first act of the kingdoms, and it’s important that we play a big tribute to our advanced technology!” King Doclet said with a gleaming face. “That was why I didn’t bring too large an army with us; otherwise, they would claim that we had just won this thing with numbers.”

Marcel nodded along, still thinking about the special weapon that had been produced. He couldn’t imagine anyone stopping it.

“We shouldn’t underestimate the enemy,” General Re said, wearing his red and white coat, with a metallic shoulder piece. He had one of the new long metal barrel-like weapons on his back.

“Your majesty, I think it would be best if we can end this fight by just bringing the Dark Magus in. Perhaps we can even use him to our advantage.”

“Ha!” Marcel laughed, pointing a finger at the general. “Use him? What use would we have for those savages? Even those warriors fight with their bare hands! There is no need to use people like them.”

“Did you not hear the reports?” General Re asked, raising an eyebrow. “My men gathered information on the battle with the Behemoth Clan.”

“They say rain fell and froze the entire battlefield, large walls appeared from the ground, and thunder struck at their toes at a single whim!”

“Invisible strikes cut the necks of people from left and right, not knowing where they came from, and even the power of the sun was harnessed by this man, the one we are going over to face… the Dark Magus.”

When saying his name, and recalling everything Re had heard about this man, he almost startled himself into fear.

“Haha!” Marcel started to laugh, and soon after, the king joined in with him.

“General Re, look around you. Look at our ships that have never lost in battle or even been taken over by pirates. Look at the weapons we have that have never been seen before in the world of Pagna.”

“These are real things you can see in front of you,” King Doclet said. “Those words you spoke of—no warriors, not even those who train their fists every day, could accomplish those things.”

“It’s quite clear that the city and the Dark Magus himself have spread those rumors about him. You should know it’s a common tactic to do this to strike fear into one’s army.”

“The only thing is, if they were lying, then they should have come up with a better lie. The Dark Magus is clearly a scam!”

Up ahead, it wasn’t much further until they would reach the town of Flendon.

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Chapter 914  Raze’s Past Jake Dove

Finally, the others would learn Raze’s story—not just his story, but that behind the Dark Magus.

They knew already, regardless of what would be said, that they would support Raze. They had made that decision multiple times throughout their journey.

He had saved all of their lives—from the orphanage, to the academy in the underground dungeon, to even at the Martial Arts Tournament when Murkel was willing to take all of their lives.

Maybe all of these things really were just stepping stones for Raze, but to them, it was part of their journey and life, and they wouldn’t know what to do without him.

They weren’t part of the Dark Faction or the Demonic Faction; they were part of the Dark Magus Faction.

“For my story, I will start at the beginning of my life in the world of Alterian, from when I was a child.” Just as Raze had started his story, Han had a strange reaction.

His head quickly turned to the side, the tip of his earlobe twitching.

“I’m sorry, brother Raze,” Han said. “Although I am interested in your tale of how you gathered such strength, it seems the two of us must go.”

“Huh!” Fing said. “Both of us?”

Han was already heading to the door, and it felt like Fing had no choice but to follow. Those in the room just wanted them to hurry up and leave.

“I can’t believe they would even say something like that,” Alba complained. “This isn’t the story of how Raze got stronger… it’s the story of where his anger comes from…” Alba mumbled the last part to herself.

Now that everyone was ready, Raze continued his tale to them all. Just like he said, he started from the beginning, and he made sure not to leave a detail out.

He talked about how, as a child, a mage would frequently visit him, and how magic became the savior of his life.

From there, he researched magic, became a professor, grew older, and enjoyed his time.

Then, he explained how someone he thought was his friend had betrayed him for the principal position.

At each point in the story, the others wanted to talk to Raze, to stop and comfort him. But they didn’t know how.

Some of them had lived hard lives, but Raze’s story made theirs seem like nothing. The other issue was that the tales of sadness continued on.

After losing his job and losing himself, there was one person who had stayed by his side—his wife, Sabrina.

She had done everything to help him, and without her, he would have perished even sooner.

Then came the moment when Raze had witnessed her death, his pillar of support taken away from him.

What was important to note so far were the names of the Grand Magus that had been mentioned throughout the story.

The saddest part was that beyond his wife’s death, there was more. He talked about the only friend he had made after, a man named Jake Dove, and how he had been taken from him too.

Moving on to the last part of his tale, he explained what linked all of the Grand Magus together, and how he had vowed to do whatever he could to get rid of them all.

The story of Jake was one that Raze didn’t want to remember until he had at least gotten his revenge on that specific person.

When Raze finally finished his tale, everyone was left speechless. A few of the women were tearing up, and even Liam was wailing the most.

Still, no one said anything. How could they when they thought back to each of the horrors that occurred in his life?

While everyone was silent, Raze moved the sheet off himself. He noticed the blazer he was wearing.

“A gift from her, one she wasn’t even able to give me herself,” Raze commented, taking a deep breath as he sniffed the edge.

Due to the blazer’s magical properties, it didn’t need to be cleaned. It allowed him to self-heal, and the blazer itself would repair.

She had truly put everything she could into the blazer, and then Raze started to flicker Dark Magic around his hands. It quickly disappeared, and in its place, a book appeared in his hands.

He rubbed his finger against the indented bottom, in gold, that read the words ‘Jake Dove.’

‘I was never able to get a memento from you. I was too caught up in my revenge, and I never thought I’d be brought to another world like this.

‘Yet somehow, in this world, I have obtained something that belonged to you.’ Raze thought back to who had given him the book.

Of all people, Charlotte had handed it to him, thinking it was just a simple book of spells that would help him develop his magic, not knowing its true value to Raze.

‘Himmy asked me to help her. It was his parting gift for helping me… I made that promise, and I should keep it.’ Raze thought.

“What is this!” the Bloody woman said in his head. “Didn’t you say you were the Dark Magus filled with hatred, ready to carve the world with blood? What happened to you? Have you turned into the Light Magus?”

Raze laughed at the taunts from the Bloody woman. They hardly affected him anymore.

‘Opening up my heart, I’ve decided there are those I care about. It’s no use lying to myself anymore.’

‘But don’t get me wrong—if the path to the Grand Magus is a bloody one, then so be it. And regardless of how these people see me in this room, I will do whatever it takes for them.’

Raze quickly put the book away. With his story complete, he knew he had to move on.

With his current strength and his breakthrough, he was now capable of taking out the Grand Magus.

At that moment, the door swung open, and to everyone’s surprise, Han and Fing had returned.

“I’m sorry, but we have a message to deliver,” Han said. “The head of the Neverfall Clan wishes to meet you.”

This was what Raze had been waiting for. He wanted to meet Belil as well, and ask him about the location of the Golden Globe.

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Chapter 915  Will I Be In His Heart?

It was quite shocking for the group to learn that the head of the Neverfall Clan was calling for Raze. It wasn’t completely unexpected, after all, they had just successfully bested Sha Mo and the Behemoth Clan.

The news was sure to have spread around the entire continent of Pagna by now.

What they didn’t expect was to meet Raze so soon, and a number of thoughts were going through their heads.

What was it that Belil wanted? Did he now want to fight Raze as well? But then why send the brothers to his aid, and why so casually invite him?

The thing was, Raze didn’t look too shocked by this either.

“Can you just give me a few moments?” Raze asked.

The two brothers nodded.

“As long as we arrive by today, I think it will be okay. Take as much time as you need,” Han said as he left the room, and Fing followed as well.

Without a doubt, the two of them would be keeping a close eye on the building to see if Raze was just going to disappear.

“Actually, I meant all of you, if you don’t mind,” Raze said.

“Oh, right, sure. We can give you space, Raze. We’ll wait for you downstairs, in the main hall,” Safa said.

“I’m sure you need to decide what to do with us and the Dark Faction before you leave,” Anna said, looking a little restless, tapping her foot.

Raze could already imagine why. She knew something was up and was perhaps worried about what would happen to Zon.

When everyone had left the room, Raze sat there and stared at the ceiling.

—

The others that had all been brought to the Demon Faction by Raze gathered in the main hall. It was a large meeting room with several seats.

Everyone was somewhat walking around casually, waiting for what was to happen next.

As Cronker walked around the room, he soon saw Fixteen and Froma. The two quickly looked at each other, their faces burning bright red, and both walked in the opposite direction.

A loud thud followed, as Fixteen bumped into a wall right in front of him and began to rub it in pain.

“I didn’t see anything!” Cronker shouted slightly louder than intended and turned around.

Those on the other side of the room even heard him and looked at the situation.

“I wonder what that was about?” Liam said, looking at both Simyon and Safa sitting next to each other.

“Still, I can’t believe everything that happened to Raze… and that he’s really an old man!” Liam claimed.

“You know, I can relate a little bit,” Simyon said. “I also had something taken away from me… but for him, for everything to be taken away like that…”

“It was almost as if he didn’t get a second chance at all, no chance to even live a moment of happiness.”

“No,” Safa said. “That’s where you’re wrong. I too… lost my family and my brother, but we’re able to move forward because of him. So we just need to do the same for him.”

“You might be right about that, but this whole magic thing is quite interesting, right?” Liam said. “I mean, the old Raze was back for a moment as an old man, and now he’s young again.”

“That’s nearly every Pagna warrior’s dream, and it can only be achieved by those in the Divine Realm. I know Raze’s story was sad and all that, but if Raze is here in Pagna, it makes me wonder—will we ever get the chance to go to Alterian?”

On one side of the room, distancing themselves from the others, Rayna was leaning against a wall, her arms folded, continuing to look at the floor.

“You’re quiet, which is your usual mode, but I haven’t seen that look on your face since we were kids.”

When Rayna looked up, she was surprised to see that it was Dame speaking to her.

“What look? There’s a look on my face right now?”

“I hate to spoil it, but you’ve had that look for a long time,” Dame answered. “When we were young, when something happened to me, when my brothers did something that upset me, or I was punished by one of the elders or father…”

“I’d see this look—the same look you have now. It feels like you want to do something, you want to say something, but you can’t. And since I’m not the one in the hot seat right now, my guess is this has something to do with Raze.”

Dame was spot on with his guess, and Rayna’s feelings did feel quite similar to how they did back then.

“It’s just after hearing everything Raze went through in his world… I don’t know what to do. I don’t know my place,” Rayna said, her voice cracking slightly.

“I want to be there for him, I want to be someone that can help and support him… but at the same time, after hearing about his wife, about everything Sabrina did for him… I never want to replace that.”

“Yet for some reason, I start having selfish thoughts too. Would there ever even be a place for me in his heart?” she asked, on the verge of tears.

At that point, Dame didn’t know what to do to comfort her. There was no gesture he could make, so he said what he could.

“Maybe I don’t feel it the same way you do, but there was a slight thought in the back of my mind, and you know what? Today I heard him call me ‘friend,’ a word I never thought I’d hear from his mouth.”

“It seems the Raze we first knew is changing, and even the one he spoke of from Alterian. Although we are helping him with what needs to be done, maybe we need to think of Raze as two different people.”

“The Raze from Alterian, and the Raze from Pagna.”

The double doors swung open, and they were expecting it to be Raze, but instead, it was Mayor Yarlston and Andy together.

“Where is the Dark Magus?” Andy asked. “It seems we have a problem.”

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Chapter 916: Big Trouble Arriving

Andy and Yarlston had arrived at the town hall the moment they had gotten the news that Raze, the Dark Magus, was awake. Originally, they wanted to head into the room and thank him for saving the people, for saving the town of Flendon once again.

However, when the two of them saw all of the others rush upstairs, they had decided it was not their place. It was important to give Raze time with the people that were close to him.

So they stayed downstairs, until a message had occurred. Heading outside, they went to get a bigger idea of the problem that was approaching.

After learning of the news that was at hand for them, they had quickly rushed back. They had no choice. They needed to inform the Dark Magus because they would need his help, which was why both of them had burst back through the room asking for Raze.

The others that were waiting were quite shocked, and eventually, Alba had approached the group.

“What’s going on, why are you calling for Raze?” Alba asked, glancing above her.

“It’s a big deal,” Yarlston said. “Right now, there is an army heading our way. We haven’t told the people yet to avoid causing panic, and after the fighting that’s happened before, I don’t really know what to say to them.”

“The people, they might not be able to handle another war. From the banners that they were carrying off in the distance, it looked like it was the Doclet Kingdom,” Andy said.

The name of the kingdom had caught Rayna’s attention.

“Why would they be bringing an army here? They own the land here, but they should have brought some type of messenger to talk with us, the Neverfall Clan.

“They should know this place is under our protection!” Rayna said, annoyed.

Andy started to sweat, recalling that there was indeed a messenger that had come from the Kingdom of Doclet.

But could his small actions have caused them to call their whole army? It didn’t make sense.

For a kingdom to act this way, they were likely just looking for an excuse to attack, and found the right one.

Rayna then walked forward, thinking about how long Raze might need on his own. One thing was clear though-he deserved as much time to himself as he needed.

“Don’t inform Raze of this,” Rayna ordered. “We will deal with this situation.”

“Rayna!” Dame called out. “You should know of the long-standing agreement between Pagna warriors and citizens. If you get involved too heavily, it could blow up in the warriors’ faces and will make it so all of the clans are against us.

“I know you want to help Raze, but let’s treat this situation with caution.”

An incident between the citizens and warriors on this large of a scale hadn’t occurred in many years, and there was a worry on everyone’s mind that this might be the cause of one.

The Demonic Faction was comprised of two kingdoms and two royal families. Although this was the case, the two kingdoms weren’t at war, and trade was even opened up between them and the cities in their territories.

The other kingdom was known as the Karab Kingdom, located on the south side of the Demonic Faction that was quite hot in weather compared to other areas. The surrounding areas were covered mostly in sand, yet there were still beautiful oases and rivers that ran through certain areas.

Making the cities still full of energy and life. In the Karab Kingdom, in one of the palaces, the king, Empon, was sitting on his throne.

The triangular-shaped window behind him was letting the sun blaze into the room, but he was chilled as he had several servants by his side blowing large leaves to fan him.

“It is strange to have a messenger come asking for me directly from the Doclet Kingdom. Please speak,” Empon said as he took a bite of an apple.

“Yes, your majesty!” the man said, pulling out a large scroll. “The message is from King Doclet himself. He has decided to travel with an army of fifty thousand men to the town of Flendon.”

“His aim is to take down the city and the warriors within it. He wishes for you to witness the might of the Doclet Kingdom, and join him in a feast in the town of Flendon after the battle.”

The man ended the message with a proud smile on his face, only to witness King Empon drop his apple onto the floor with his mouth wide open.

He then quickly stood up from his seat.

“Is King Doclet a fool?!”

The messenger was angered by the words from the king of another kingdom but had to keep his cool.

“Sir… why do you say this?” the man asked.

“I thought the King was smarter than this! It’s his own land, yet he hasn’t even heard the stories of the person who is in the town of Flendon right now.”

“Who are you talking about?” the messenger asked.

“I’m talking about the Dark Magus!” Empon claimed. “We gathered several people from all over who had interactions or heard stories of the Dark Magus, including those from the town of Flendon themselves.”

“They say the powers that the Dark Magus possesses are far beyond what we thought possible, and how he is able to perform miracles.”

The messenger had also heard these tales, but thought that King Empon was the fool for believing such things. Was it even possible that a single man could do such things?

“I can see the look on your face-you don’t believe such things, but believe me. It’s quite clear from all the information we have gathered that the Dark Magus is no ordinary man.” “Maybe if you were to attack another clan you would be saved by the agreement and more, but this man… if you anger him, then I fear that you will all fear his wrath, and there will no longer be a Kingdom of Doclet.”

For a moment, the messenger started to think. What if they had made a mistake, and he needed to hurry back.

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Chapter 917: Where Did Everyone Go?

Following both Andy and Yarlston, the group had ended up back at a familiar place, a place they didn’t think they would be gathering at so soon again.

They were at the north wall, which had just finished being repaired. Much of the scaffolding was still left on the buildings, and they hadn’t yet taken it down because it was so soon.

“Hey, is everything okay, Mayor?” one of the men shouted, shirtless. He was one of the guards who had fought in the battle against the Behemoth Clan.

He was still covered in bandages and had been working on the wall.

“Everything is okay, we’re just observing something!” the mayor shouted back. He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t want to lie to them, but at the same time, if he told them the truth, how devastated would the whole town be?

The thing was, they would eventually learn the truth; how could they not? The large group following the two quickly went up to one of the towers located on the wall.

It was an open-top tower, where two guards were on lookout, placing their eyes through a strange device, looking outward into the open field.

“Whoa, look at them,” Liam said. “Both of them are shaking.”

The two men who were supposed to be on the lookout were kneeling on the floor, shivering. Only when Andy came close did one of them manage to stand up and point in another direction.

“If this is their reaction to what’s going on out there, then I understand why they’re reluctant to tell the entire town,” Safa said.

Alba peered through the telescope and saw it: a giant army making its way through the hardened desert, kicking up dirt from the ground.

Even in her, a jolt was felt. Memories resurfaced of when they had seen the Behemoth Clan’s large army of twenty thousand, and now there was an even larger one heading their way.

Looking out, the others took turns gazing at the large force coming toward them.

“This has to be the first case, right? In a large number of years,” Ricktor said. “I don’t even know if anyone is still alive in Pagna who has witnessed an attack from regular people on Pagna warriors.”

“We still aren’t sure if this is an attack on us,” Dame said. “We don’t know their reason for coming here.”

“You think they brought a large army to chat?” Kizer replied. Although he couldn’t see them with his own eyes, and only through the telescope, his sword was already reacting to the large number of people.

“It’s quite clear they want something and are planning to take it by force,” Reno commented. “The timing is too good as well. They must think that Raze and the rest of us are weak.”

The thing was, Pagna warriors recovered relatively fast. They were ready to fight, but there were a few things holding them back.

Just how strong were the kingdoms? They had to have relative strength to the Pagna warriors; otherwise, why would the alliance have been made in the first place?

“Regardless, what are we meant to do?” Dame asked. “If we can’t fight them…”

“What happens if we do fight them, if we break that rule?” Simyon asked.

“No one knows for sure,” Dame replied. “It’s just a rule that we’ve honored for a long time, but there are rumors. When the rules were set in Pagna by the strongest warriors, they had risen above to the Divine Realm.”

“Even if the strength of warriors has increased beyond that of regular citizens, if the rule is broken, some of those Divine warriors who set up the rule long ago will come down and unleash their wrath on the people.”

Simyon gulped. Whenever a Divine one was mentioned, it was a frightening thought, even if their powers were limited in the world of Pagna.

There was one Divine warrior who was still out there in the land of Pagna somewhere, though the others were unaware of this.

Anna knew, and she was keeping it to herself. So far, it didn’t seem like the Divine warrior had caused any trouble, but it was a force that could disrupt things on the land.

“If Raze defeated Sha Mo, then he should be able to go up against someone from the Divine Realm, at least in Pagna as well,” Anna said.

“No,” Rayna replied. “I already said I don’t want Raze involved, and besides, we don’t know the status or issues in the Divine Realm.”

“I’m sure some of them are heads of big clans in the other factions. They might still hold influence in the clans. If Raze were to take the blame or attack the citizens, there’s a good chance he could become the enemy of every clan and a large enemy of the Divine warriors above… he already has too much on his plate.”

The world of warriors was delicate; each action could cause large ripples, and they had no idea how far those ripples would reach.

“Something’s happening,” Mantis said.

Several of the others came over and looked through the telescope, and that’s when they noticed the army was splitting into two large halves.

Moving to the side, it looked like part of the army was heading for the large lake attached to the town.

“I guess we have no choice. We need to head out there before they reach us,” Rayna said. “Let’s go see what they want.”

At the same time, Raze had finally gotten off his bed and proceeded to stretch. The book was placed away, and he felt back to his old self again, his Pagna self.

“I have to say, it’s good to be in this body, though. I really did revert back to my ways with the breakthrough.”

Opening the door, Raze was ready, having made his decision on what to do next and with the others, but when he entered the main reception of the town hall, he was left confused.

“Where is everyone?”

Chapter 918: Give Us What We Want!

Looking around the town hall, Raze noticed that the place was quite empty, with not a single one of those who had traveled with him in sight.

As he looked more, he noticed something else-it wasn’t just them. Where was the mayor? Where were the staff? It seemed like they had all disappeared.

‘This isn’t right. I know I told them to leave me alone, but isn’t this a bit of an overreaction?’ Raze thought. ‘Was I too harsh on the younglings?’

Recently, Raze had been doing more reflection on his actions. It almost felt like he had been in a trance up until this point. Regardless, he needed to push on.

‘If they aren’t here, I should look for them. This is stranger than I’d like,’ Raze thought. Eventually, Raze decided to exit the town hall. He opened the wide doors, half-expecting to see them outside, but he could only see the general public walking around, along with two others right in front of him.

“Brother Raze, you’re up. Are you ready to head to the Neverfall Clan?” Fing asked.

Raze turned his head left and right.

“I was looking for Rayna and the others. Have you seen them?”

“They headed to the wall, but we weren’t really sure why,” Han answered.

Hearing that, Raze guessed he knew where to go next and started to walk ahead. As he walked, he noticed a few footsteps trailing behind him.

“I don’t need bodyguards,” Raze said, turning around.

“Yes, of course,” Han replied. “But our father has asked us to escort you… not that we think you would flee or need help, but we just need to keep an eye on where you are. Please, ignore us and go ahead.”

Raze hadn’t fully made up his opinion on the two brothers, and that was mainly because he didn’t know his full opinion on Belil and the whole Neverfall Clan yet.

What was their whole role in all of this? One thing was clear: he didn’t like how they had acted against Dame, but right now, while they weren’t his enemies, there was no reason for him to make an enemy of them.

‘I do wonder, am I strong enough to take them on? My magic went up a star, and my Cultivation increased by a stage. I did best them with my breakthrough, but it’s hard to know if I could beat them now.’

Although Raze had achieved these two growths in power, he had yet to test it, and the town of Flendon wasn’t exactly the best place to do so.

“Hey, that’s him, right?”

“Yeah, he’s the Dark Magus. I heard he came and helped us again, to stop the Behemoth Clan!”

“I can’t believe it’s really him.”

As Raze continued to walk through the streets, he was drawing a lot of attention from the locals. At first, he heard them just saying words of praise and pointing at him.

Eventually, members of the town came up to him and thanked him directly.

Although they didn’t see what Raze had done, due to hiding in their homes, they knew it was because of him that they were safe.

Then, members of the public started to come bearing gifts-either bread from their bakeries or free clothing from their stalls.

Children even offered pieces of candy to him as he walked by, before running off.

‘This is a strange experience… it might be a first for me,’ Raze thought.

In Alterian, Raze had done plenty as the Dark Magus. He had even stopped high-level crime, corrupt guilds, and more.

It was never his intention to do these things, but it was a byproduct of his goal against the Grand Magus.

However, these “good deeds” he had completed as the Dark Magus were covered up and shown in the news outlets as moments of terror by the Dark Magus.

It was simply the Dark Magus going on a rampage, destroying guilds. As for the problems that had originally been caused, they were all blamed on him.

He had quickly become the public enemy of all of Alterian.

Now, he was hearing the Dark Magus spoken about positively, and people were directly thanking him for what he had done.

‘A byproduct of my own selfish desires again,’ Raze thought. ‘I only saved this town and fought against Sha Mo because I believed that if I absorbed him, I could grow even stronger.’ ‘If it had been just a regular clan attacking the town of Flendon, I’m not sure I would have acted,’ Raze thought to himself.

Continuing to walk, there was a slight smile on his face. Due to all of the interruptions, he had yet to reach the wall, and that’s when he heard an outcry from the public.

“There’s something happening at the lake!”

“What do you mean?”

“There’s some type of army! A fleet of ships has entered the lake. There are at least a hundred ships with a large number of people!”

“Is it the Behemoth Clan again? Did they come back?”

“No, I don’t think it’s the Behemoth Clan. I saw another flag!”

Immediately hearing this, Raze strayed from his path and decided to head to the lake instead of the wall. He quickly moved, running, and the two brothers followed him.

With Raze’s speed, it didn’t take long for him to reach the lake area, where there were few houses. A barrier and walkway had yet to be built, so there was still an issue with flooding.

Yet a group had naturally formed as they pointed, and a large fleet of ships could be seen in the water.

On one of the slightly larger ships, General Re from the Doclet Kingdom stood at the forefront. Using a special large tube-like device on the edge, he sent out his message.

“We, the Kingdom of Doclet, rightful owners of the land where the town of Flendon is located, have a message for you all!” Re shouted. “We are here to capture the rebellion, the Dark Magus!”

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Chapter 919: Go Away!

The loud words traveled across the vast lake and were heard by everyone on the shore. Soon, more people had come over, realizing something was happening as word spread through the

town.

“Did they just say the Dark Magus is rebelling? Against what?”

“How can they call him a rebel when he just saved everyone from the Behemoth Clan?”

“They said they’re from the Doclet Kingdom, right? Are they not happy with what the Dark Magus did or something?”

“None of this is making any sense. The Doclet Kingdom has never cared for this town, and now they come here suddenly?”

“Not just that, they’ve brought an entire army to go against the Dark Magus. Isn’t he with the Crimson Crane and the Neverfall Clan? Are the kingdoms planning to go against the Pagna warriors? Why are they breaking the pact?”

The people were riled up and worried, and they noticed that the Dark Magus was by the edge of the lake as well, looking out at the ships.

“I repeat, people of Flendon, the Dark Magus has rebelled against the Kingdom of Doclet! We are to bring him in by force if necessary!” General Re said again.

The people weren’t happy about this at all, and before Raze could even decide what to do next, the crowd started to shout insults and attempt to throw rocks at the giant ships, even though they would never reach the ships.

“Screw you! What has the Kingdom ever done for us?”

“You can’t take our savior away, he’s done nothing wrong!” the people continued to shout again and again.

Raze had been out for a day or so, but he hadn’t been gone for long. It made him wonder what was really happening.

“Do you know anything about this?” Raze asked. “The Neverfall Clan gifted this place, so I thought it was under their control.

“Other than the other large clans, I thought we had nothing to worry about.”

“That would be the case,” Han answered, perplexed by the situation himself. “But you see, the people there-the large force-they aren’t Pagna warriors.

“For hundreds of years, non-Pagna warriors and citizens have stayed apart. So I have no idea why they are coming for you now.”

“Because everyone else hates Pagna warriors,” Fing claimed. “It’s clear-they’re scared of the unknown and our power. The pact is the only thing keeping us from fighting.’

“So they want to get a jump start. After the Demonic Faction had a big battle with each other, and with Raze being the newcomer, they saw him as an easy target. I guess as the more powerful ones, we need to be more careful.”

Han nodded to this suggestion.

“Fing is right. Even for us, we wouldn’t get involved with an entire kingdom. It’s too risky. It wouldn’t be a good idea for any Pagna warrior to get involved in this. If anything, it might even be best just to run away.”

While the group was in the middle of their conversation, General Re was also speaking with his men on the ship.

“Sir, all the cannons have been loaded. They’re able to hit the shoreline at this distance,” one of the men said.

“King Doclet already gave his orders. We found out in the reports that several of the ordinary citizens in the town had taken up arms to fight alongside the Dark Magus and the warriors. He has claimed that the whole town is rebellious.”

“And we are to make an example of this town to all those in the future who underestimated us,” General Re said.

“But sir, why did you make an announcement if we were ordered to destroy the town anyway?” the man asked.

“I hoped that some people, knowing our reason for being here, would flee, but instead, they’ve acted like this and are defying us in the face of a giant fleet of ships with state-of- the-art cannons!” General Re claimed.

“Even if the rumors are true, there won’t be any warriors who can take on a group like this. Do as I say-fire a warning shot on the shore.”

“Yes, sir!”

One of the cannons was ready, already in position. Lighting it up, a loud bang occurred, and a giant black ball was sent hurling toward the shoreline.

There were hundreds of people on the shore, and even this warning shot made it clear that they would be hurt in the blast.

“AHHH!” the people screamed as they started to run, while others just braced themselves.

Raze quickly moved, stepping in front of them all, and stretched out his hand. As the ball was about to hit him, it seemingly slowed down, and Raze caught it with a single hand.

“What happened?” General Re asked. “Was it a dud?”

One of the men pulled out his telescope and saw a young man with white hair, holding the black ball with a single hand.

The crowd, seeing the Dark Magus catch the ball, cheered in amazement.

“WHOOO, YEAH!” they screamed.

‘That was fairly easy. I slowed it down with my wind magic, and even at that velocity, I would have been able to just grab the ball with my Qi,’ Raze thought.

‘But if I hadn’t stopped it, several people would have been hurt.’

Raze looked up at the fleet of ships, all of them with cannons ready to fire onto the shore.

“What are you thinking of doing?” Han asked. “I told you already, it’s not a good idea, brother. It’s a pact that hasn’t been broken for generations. Pagna warriors should never get involved in civilian matters. They’re two different worlds!”

Remembering the promise to himself, Raze wouldn’t let anyone be taken away from him again. He smiled at Han.

“It’s a good thing I’m not from this world, right?” Raze said, charging Qi into his hand, and hurled the ball through the air at lightning speed.

The cannonball crashed into the center of one of the ships, tearing it in half, and slowly, it was seen sinking into the lake.

“I’ll just have to get rid of them all,” Raze said.

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Chapter 920  A Fleet Of Ships

The crowd on the shore watched as the large ship sank to the bottom of the lake. It was an unusual sight for them for a few reasons.

For one, battles between kingdoms over territories and such were not something they would usually see unless the fighting had reached the city.

The pact with the warriors had somewhat protected people twofold, as the constant wars that would happen between different kingdoms and empires had pretty much come to a stop as well.

If anything, it always seemed like the kingdoms and the Empire in the Light Faction were trying their best to get on the good side of the Pagna warriors.

These large, monstrous ships that could fire cannons, destroying houses, seemed unstoppable, a feat of human intelligence, yet they had been destroyed just like that—and by their own attack.

“Yeah!” A single man from the crowd cheered at the top of his lungs, saliva dripping from the bottom of his mouth. “With the Dark Magus, no one can mess with us, bitch!”

The crowd on the shore continued to shout, even louder than before, and the insults and words were heard by the other ships.

On the ships themselves, General Re was in shock.

“What just happened? What attacked us? Does the town of Flendon have some type of technology that we’re not aware of yet?” General Re asked.

“We’re not sure, but the Dark Magus seems to be on the shore. He might be the one behind it!” one of the other men shouted.

“Since they’ve attacked back, we have no choice. Fire a barrage on the shore! We’ll get rid of every single one of them!” General Re ordered.

The men on all the ships had a spark lit in their bellies. They quickly moved, loading the cannons and aiming them perfectly. Then, on each ship, as a hand signal was waved down, several explosive sounds went off one after the other.

Now, not just one large mass of a black ball was coming towards them, but several were seen in the air.

The people who saw this grew slightly worried as they went silent until they saw the Dark Magus float up into the air. The Ghost blade was ready in his hand, placed to his side.

Dark magic swirled around Raze’s body, coming out fiercely and wrapping around his entire form until it surrounded the sword and condensed it until it was completely black in color.

“Eclipse Strike!” Raze shouted, swinging his sword vertically.

With Raze’s new added Qi power, his increased strength in magic, and his Dark magic’s affinity increasing by an incredible amount, the released attack looked as if another sea of darkness had appeared. It spread across all the cannonballs, covering them completely.

The strike continued to travel, disappearing just short of the fleet of ships in the distance. As the attack dissipated into nothing but energy, no cannonballs were seen any longer.

General Re, seeing Raze floating in the air, having performed such a strike, trembled with disbelief.

“It can’t be, right? Can it? Were the rumors about him true?”

Raze quickly moved at that moment, and as he flew across the water, part of the lake could be seen splitting slightly apart.

When Raze got close to one of the ships, he swung his sword down.

“Crimson Slash!”

A large red line of Qi and Wind magic was unleashed, cutting the large ship directly in half. It began to sink in the middle as the crew members were thrown into the sea.

Immediately after, Raze rose up, and a mass of Dark magic, a black ball, formed in his hand. He hurled it towards another ship. As it reached its target, the black ball of magic expanded out.

Everything it touched disappeared, including some of the people on board.

There was too much panic, and the people were unable to strike Raze as he moved too fast. With sword strikes and Dark magic, he was destroying the fleet of ships with ease.

Then, Raze flew up, his hand pointed at the ship General Re was on.

“What… have we done… we’ve all made a grave mistake,” General Re muttered as he saw nothing but darkness. It was the last thing he saw.

Back on the shore, the people of Flendon were witnessing the power themselves. While the brothers stood there, watching in awe.

“Are you going to stop him?” Fing asked.

As they watched, they saw ship after ship sink. In a panic, some of the ships fired their cannons, but they hit nothing, and some had even hit each other.

It was quite clear that the fleet was hopeless in this situation.

“I think it might be a little too late for that,” Han replied. “I’m sure, though, Father will like him. He’s just like Father in a lot of ways.”

——

Out in the dried, hardened wasteland, Alba and the others had rushed out from the town. They had done so with the intention of meeting the large army heading their way. They wanted to meet them before they reached the town.

It didn’t take long, and they could finally see the large group up ahead, around 40,000 troops, as a large chunk of them had broken off, heading in a different direction.

The group stopped around a hundred meters away, and the king stopped with his men as well.

“Okay, remember everyone, we’re here to just talk to them,” Rayna said. “We need to do whatever we can to convince them not to attack and to head back. Whatever we do, we can’t get into a fight with them!” Rayna said, and the others nodded in agreement.

——

Back at the lake, the fighting had come to an end. The large crowd that feared what was going to happen to them, were silent, as there was no longer anything for them to shout about.

Fing and Han watched as Raze flew back towards the shore. Behind him, the entire fleet of ships sent by the Doclet Kingdom had been destroyed.

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Chapter 921: A Name That Shouldn’t Be Said

Alba was traveling with a rather large group. She had everyone with her, the Crimson Crane, along with Rayna and the others. It had become quite natural for them to travel together now, and having fought side by side, even more so.

For a lot of them, it was a foreign land and town, with their link being Raze.

Rayna would actually be the one to lead the negotiations and conversations, as she was the main head and representative of Flendon after all.

When they were about ten meters away from the king’s army, Alba commented.

“We’ll stay here and wait. If they make a move, we can help from this distance,” Alba said. “Although these kingdom guys know of us, they don’t really know what we’re all capable of individually.”

The group nodded in agreement, and Rayna was seen walking ahead on her own.

For a moment, Alba turned her head to look at Froma. The moment the two made eye contact, Froma cowered behind Fixteen, who had also come along with them.

‘It’s not fair to rely on her like we did in the fight against the Behemoth Clan,’ Alba thought. ‘She’s already been through a lot. Besides, as Rayna said, we can’t start a fight… if we do… it’s going to be big trouble.’

Eventually, Rayna reached five meters away from the king, and he raised his hand, signaling her to stop.

“I am Rayna, the Dark Magus’s wife, and the warrior put in charge of the town of Flendon,” Rayna stated. “Is there a reason for such a visit of this nature?”

Rayna made sure to point out the army behind her. Although she had no intention of getting into a fight, she didn’t know if the king felt the same way, so she had to be confident in the situation.

By King Doclet’s side, Marcel moved slightly forward to deliver his message.

“The town of Flendon has always belonged to the Doclet Kingdom,” Marcel claimed. “We are here to take back what is rightfully ours.”

“However, when we originally asked to meet with the Dark Magus to talk about this matter, he refused to visit us. It’s quite clear… that beating the Behemoth Clan has gone to his head, and he plans to rebel against the Doclet Kingdom!”

“We order that the Dark Magus be brought to us now, and if you refuse, we will attack!”

It was clear to Rayna that everything being said was just an excuse. From those words, their intentions were obvious-they were looking for a fight.

“You are willing to break the pact? This can cause a large ripple effect throughout the entirety of Pagna!” Rayna said. “If you wish to speak, you can speak to us now.”

“The only person we will speak to is the Dark Magus. Where even is he?” Marcel asked, looking around for an individual with white hair, but he was unable to spot anyone.

“If the Dark Magus doesn’t come out in five minutes, we will attack and force him to our feet.”

Frustrated by everything that had happened, Rayna headed back to the others, hoping they might have some ideas on how to de-escalate the situation.

“What’s wrong?” Alba asked.

“They refuse to budge or even talk,” Rayna replied. “They say they only want to speak to the Dark Magus, and no one else. I have a feeling they’re prepared to fight.”

“Even if Raze were here, do you really think he could de-escalate the situation?” Simyon asked.

They all thought for a moment. So far, Raze’s answer when their backs were against the wall had been to fight.

“Maybe?” Safa said. “You heard him in the room. He’s changed. He doesn’t want us to get hurt, so he wouldn’t do something that would harm us, right?”

Many of the adults shook their heads at poor Safa. Humans couldn’t just change at the snap of a finger, and even if they could…

“So what is the plan, then?” Mantis asked. “Is someone going to go back and get Raze, and if he comes…”

“Even if he comes, it looks like they will try to take him by force, and I can guess they’ll attack anyway,” Ricktor added.

“Right, right. If it comes to it, do we need to fight?” Reno asked.

“I say we fight, but we don’t kill,” Alba replied. “If we show them our power with just us here, and stop their advance, it could convince them that they’ve made a mistake, and it wouldn’t be breaking the pact.”

To everyone, that certainly sounded like the only way. They had barely recovered from the last fight, but it was better this way. More and more, they thought it was best that Raze hadn’t

come.

“I’ve analyzed their weapons-they don’t have a lot of firepower,” Anna added. “We should be able to deal with them even with their large numbers.”

Now that they had decided what to do next, Rayna returned to the king and his messenger, trying to give it one last chance to prevent their group from being dragged into another

conflict.

She talked and talked, but the king and Marcel shook their heads at every plea she made. She could even see a smile underneath as she turned her head.

‘I have to calm down for the sake of all of Pagna,’ Rayna thought, regrouping with the others. “One minute until it’s time!” Marcel called out.

The group had to mentally prepare. Fighting while trying not to harm anyone was harder than just fighting them, but they all knew what was at stake.

“All right, it looks like time’s up. The Dark Magus has not arrived, so it’s clear you’ve made your decision!” Marcel exclaimed.

The army was getting ready to charge forward, but then the ground shook as dirt and dust were kicked up, and a figure fell from the sky, landing right in front of them.

As the dust settled, white hair became visible, and slowly, the rest of his body was revealed. “The Dark Magus is a name that shouldn’t be said so lightly,” Raze said.

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Chapter 922: I’ll Take Them All Out

Just like that, as the Doclet Army was ready to move forward, Raze appeared from the air swiftly and landed in the center of the mess, calm as ever.

Originally, Rayna didn’t want Raze to come at all, fearing that the situation would worsen with him there. However, since it looked like they were about to fight anyway, perhaps the person in question could calm matters down.

‘We don’t quite know what will happen if someone from Pagna breaks the pact. If the Divine warriors will descend from the sky, if something later will happen, or what, but it would be best to avoid all of that.’

As Raze walked forward towards the king, an even greater worry appeared in Rayna’s mind.

‘Does Raze even know about the consequences of breaking the pact? He is originally from the world of Alterian…’

The king and Marcel, sitting on their high horses, were looking down at Raze. The descriptions of the man known as Dark Magus matched.

They had heard he was a young warrior with white hair, exuding a fearless aura. The rumors about him seemed never-ending.

Looking at him now, the king was sure the rumors were exaggerated.

‘What even is this?’ King Doclet curled his lip. ‘This person is just a child, and he confidently enters the middle of this. He has no idea about the ace we have up our sleeve.’

“This here is the King of the Doclet Kingdom!” Marcel claimed, pointing to the man at his side. “You dared to make him wait and even stated that we could not call for the Dark Magus —that is your name, is it not?”

Raze stopped, about two meters away from them, and stared at both the king and the army, evaluating their strength.

Now that he was this close, he could feel that these people, none of them, had Qi. They were not warriors like the others.

“The Dark Magus is not just a name,” Raze answered. “It is a title that has been given to me, and as I said, a title that shouldn’t be spoken lightly.”

“You are as rude as the men at your gate!” Marcel exclaimed. “You act confident now because you have no idea of our strength.”

“I bet you’re acting like this because you bested the Behemoth Clan. Yet you haven’t even faced the smallest part of our might.”

Hearing these words, the king couldn’t stop grinning, having held it in for a while.

“As my messenger says, it’s quite clear about your rebellious nature. We have already confirmed that many in the town of Flendon helped you in the fight against the Behemoth Clan.

“They’ve been persuaded to join your ranks. So, I declare that you, as well as the entire town of Flendon, are rebellious to the Doclet Kingdom!” The king lifted his hand in a cheer. “Right now, a large fleet of ships is approaching the town of Flendon.”

“With you and your warriors here, it looks like there’s no one to protect the town, and you will experience the might of the Doclet Kingdom! Ha, ha, ha!” The king let out a loud bellowing laugh.

Right after, Marcel joined him as well.

“So that’s why the army split up back then,” Safa said. “Is the entire town in trouble now?” The group was disheartened to learn this, and the king and the messenger continued to laugh. “Scruffy beard, and a scar on the top of his forehead. What name were those people shouting again? Was it General Re? Yes, I think that’s right. That was his name.”

The laughter stopped from the king and Marcel, and they looked at Raze. The name General Re, although known by some aware of the affairs of the Doclet Kingdom, was described perfectly by Raze.

“What did you do?” King Doclet asked.

“I apologize. As you said, I was a bit late,” Raze answered. “The reason was because a fleet of ships approached my lake. A man named General Re commanded a fleet of ships.”

“They attacked, so I did what was the only appropriate response-I got rid of the threat. I got rid of them all.”

“That’s impossible!” Marcel shouted and looked to one of the men in the front row.

He pulled out a telescope and looked toward the town. There was some smoke rising from the lake, but no appearance of ships. It looked as if there weren’t any at all.

“King Doclet, move back!” Marcel ordered.

The king and Marcel on their horses hurried back into the large army’s forces, standing behind a few lines of men. Raze jumped and pushed himself back with wind, reaching the others. “Raze… did you really destroy the fleet of ships from before?” Rayna asked, overhearing the

conversation.

“I did, as I said before, I won’t lose anyone again. I won’t act like I did before.”

Raze then prepared his fist, gathering Qi before calling out a name.

“Tilon! Shield up!”

Almost on instinct, hearing Raze’s words, Tilon turned around and raised his shield. Before he knew it, he saw Raze’s fist being thrown into the air, colliding right against the shield.

Powerful energy was drawn into the shield at that moment.

“Everyone, ready your weapons!” King Doclet ordered.

The infantry at the front prepared their weapons and aimed them at the group.

“Fire!” Doclet ordered.

A clear line of bullets was shot out, heading toward the group.

Now, Tilon understood why Raze had done what was needed, and he slammed his shield on the ground. A large force appeared, and as the bullets hit the force field, they fell to the

ground, harming no one.

“Kizer!” Raze called out. “I’m going to need to borrow your sword!”

Stretching out his hand, Kizer felt a powerful gust of wind push the sword from his grip. Letting go, it flew over to Raze’s hand.

It was a special weapon he had created for Kizer, one that grew stronger with the number of people it faced and prevented the user from using the same skill more than once as a

drawback. But that didn’t matter to Raze.

“I’m going to kill every single one of those who tried to take our lives!” Raze said, walking forward with the large sword in hand.

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Chapter 923: Breaking The Pact

They had seen Raze act as he liked before, but to see him act like this, even in the face of a situation that everyone believed was tricky, they didn’t understand it.

Raze wasn’t even asking the others for their thoughts or support like Rayna had done. He was just acting, using Tilon’s shield to defend everyone, and now holding Kizer’s sword, which he had crafted, in his hand.

“Wait, Raze!” Rayna shouted. “We can’t fight with them, they’re not warriors!”

“It’s useless,” Anna said. “Those words he spoke before, when he talked about the fleet of ships-they were true. Even if Raze doesn’t act now, he has already dealt a large blow to the Doclet kingdom.”

“Based on the conversations you’ve had with the king so far, do you think he’s the kind of person that’s just going to let this go?”

The others watched as they saw Raze walk ahead of them. They were unsure whether they should go and help him or not, to be part of the mess that he was about to cause.

Because they were sure of one thing: Raze didn’t need any help and would be just fine taking on the kingdom on his own.

“How can this be?” King Doclet said. “Those weapons are the most advanced technology in all of Pagna! Yet they have weapons that can block them-just what is that shield?”

“I’ve heard of special artifacts that these warriors carry!” Marcel explained. “But I’ve never heard of an artifact so strong… I thought some of these things were just rumors!”

Hearing the word rumor, a dreaded thought crossed the king’s mind. What if what he had heard about the war against the Behemoth Clan-what if they weren’t just rumors?

Thinking this, he saw the Dark Magus jump in the air, the large sword in his hand. He landed on the ground and swung the sword from above, and a large explosion of Qi hit the army straight ahead.

Thousands of men were launched into the air, flying back, left and right. Those who were hit at the front- their bodies dismembered-not knowing what had hit them.

“I will not lose anyone, so I will not give those who try to take what I care about a second chance!” Raze swung his sword sideways this time.

The large amount of Qi caused the front row of the citizens’ weapons to break as they were pushed back, and even more were flung into the air.

A mass panic was occurring among the army as they suffered huge losses in mere seconds, and it was all just because of one man.

They weren’t warriors with the bodies of super mortals-these were just mere mortals who realized there was no hope. If their new weapons didn’t work, it was likely nothing would, and they decided to turn back.

“King Doclet, we must retreat!” Marcel exclaimed. “We have to go back and think of something else. Now that the warrior has attacked us, maybe we can rally the other kingdoms to go against the Dark Magus.”

No one had approached Raze, and because of that, people were running away from him, leaving space in front of him. The king couldn’t take his eyes off the Dark Magus.

“You were proud of these weapons your army had, but you have no idea how small your world is.” Raze lifted one hand, and Dark magic surrounded it for a moment before a weapon appeared in his hand.

It was rather small but looked like a complex device made out of metal with a barrel at the end. It was something the king had never seen before.

“A gift from someone I should have protected,” Raze said as he pulled the trigger. A bullet flew out, piercing right through the king’s head, leaving a perfectly round hole. The king slid off his horse and fell to the ground.

The king of the Doclet kingdom had fallen.

“Retreat, retreat everyone!” Marcel shouted. “We shall live to fight another day!”

After finishing his sentence, a dark energy beam shot right through Marcel’s head, causing him to fall to the ground as well.

Raze then flew into the air with the sword in his hand and cast Wind magic around his throat as he made a clear announcement.

“I will make sure that none of you ever think about attacking Flendon Town again!”

Kizer’s sword started to turn obsidian black, and it was one of Raze’s largest attacks, casting a massive amount of Qi and Dark magic.

He flew to the ground and swung his sword over his head, performing the Eclipse Strike. A field of darkness spread out, consuming those it could reach from the Doclet Army.

A few thousand from the army, who hadn’t looked back and had started running long ago, managed to survive, but they would never think of taking on Flendon Town, or the Dark Magus, ever again.

A monster-just one monster-had taken down the entirety of the Doclet kingdom.

Rayna, Alba, and the others stood there, looking at Raze on the battlefield. It was different from when he fought the Behemoth Clan, and there wasn’t even a chance for them to step in with everything he had done.

Oddly, Raze started to lift his hand, and they were unsure of what was happening. Safa activated her god eyes at that moment, and she could see it-darkness, Dark magic was gathering into Raze’s body from all those who were dead.

“Well, it looks like the problem with the Doclet kingdom is solved, right?” Liam said. “There’s no one attacking us anymore. Maybe we can get out of this one on a technicality.”

“Technically, he’s not a Pagna warrior, right?” Liam said.

“Who was it that talked about Raze opening up his heart?” Anna asked. “Because we might have been let into his heart, but now… it seems that no one who isn’t in his heart is safe. This is their fate… he might have even become more cruel.”

Safa felt the same, and she thought that Raze almost losing her might have been the reason for all of this.

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Chapter 924: Pagna Changing

The king, the messenger, and one of the army’s top generals-all of them had fallen in the battle to try and take over the town of Flendon.

It was the first time in a long while that a kingdom had tried to attack a Pagna warrior clan. It was hard to call it a real clan, though, because the only clan present in the town was the Crimson Crane.

Yet, what the world knew was the two leaders were the Dark Magus and Rayna. Regardless, the first attack that had broken the pact resulted in a complete failure on the citizens’ side.

The repercussions of what had occurred were unknown, apart from the fact that the Doclet Kingdom had fallen.

Raze handed back the sword he had borrowed from Kizer and continued to walk back to the town of Flendon. As he did, the rest quickly followed him, starting to run by his side.

“Raze…” Rayna began, but paused. She wasn’t sure what to say. Should she thank him for helping them, for defending the town from a great attack, or try to warn him about what he’d done?

“What… are you going to do now?” Simyon eventually asked.

“With them, nothing. You can send a message to Mayor Yarlston that they can come to collect their dead. We won’t intervene,” Raze answered. “After defeating one of the top Demonic Faction Clans and fending off an attack from the city, I doubt we’ll be attacked again.”

“There is a chance, though, right?” Ricktor said. “The pact was broken. Maybe Divine beings from another realm will come down. Maybe this will lead to some kind of meeting between the warrior clans and the rest.”

“It’s not my issue,” Raze replied. “I’m not a Pagna warrior; I’m not from this world. I’m just doing what I want to do, and I have more important things to worry about.”

“Right now, no Divine beings have dropped from the sky, and no one is attacking us at the moment. So I don’t think we have anything to worry about.”

It was hard for the group to argue with that. Everything certainly seemed settled, though it felt like there might be more to come.

However, Raze had already heard these worries from the two brothers of the Neverfall Clan, yet he was sensing something strange was occurring, and he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

‘Before, a high level of magic would cause a rupture; I would see openings of portals. Yet I broke through during the fight with the Behemoth Clan, and nothing happened. I used massive amounts of magic, and still, nothing happened.’

‘It feels like the entire world of Pagna is changing-even beyond what the warriors knew.’

Originally, Raze had planned to go to Belil sooner or later anyway, because he was certain that Belil was the one most likely to know where the Golden Globe was.

Eventually, the entire group returned from the battlefield and entered the town again. As they walked through the streets, members of the public cheered and shouted with joy.

They were mainly shouting the Dark Magus’s name and chanting words of thanks for him protecting them. Rayna and the others felt a little awkward because it almost felt like they were being praised as well.

Even though they had done next to nothing, they continued to follow Raze, wondering what he was going to do next until they saw him enter the town hall.

He had returned, and Andy and Yarlston were there, already waiting for him.

“What happened? Did the army retreat?” Andy asked.

“Yes,” Raze said as he took out a piece of chalk and started to draw on the floor of one of the main reception rooms.

“Then what about the Doclet kingdom? Do we have to worry about them? I heard someone even spotted the king,” Yarlston asked.

“We don’t have to worry about them; the king is dead,” Raze answered as he continued drawing on the floor.

“What a relief,” Yarlston sighed, until his eyes almost popped out of his head. “Wait- DEAD?”

“He’s not lying,” Alba said. “We saw it with our own eyes. It’s true; you don’t have to worry about them or an army coming to attack. I think the town of Flendon might be at peace for a while.”

It was hard for them to believe, but they had already heard the news of what Raze had done at the lake. Knowing that, they wondered if it was really far-fetched.

It was then that Raze finished drawing the circle on the floor.

“Everyone, I’ve made my decision,” Raze announced. “I will be sending you all back to the Dark Faction for now. The town of Flendon is safe.

“Once I’m done with my meeting with the Neverfall Clan, I will return. When you get back, help the people as much as needed… they need it.”

They weren’t sure what Raze meant, but before they could ask, he was already speaking to

Anna.

“I need you to do me a favor as well,” Raze requested. “Can you look for Charlotte for me? Bring her to the Dark Faction and make sure she’s safe.”

Safa wanted to say more; she wanted to ask if she could stay with Raze or come with him, but before anyone could speak, Raze had already placed his hands together.

He used his magic, activating the circle. As he saw the light cover their entire bodies, he threw a small statue to Safa, who caught it.

“That’s yours, not mine,” Raze said.

The last thing Safa saw was the smile on Raze’s face as the others teleported and returned to the main room of the Academy.

The wooden floors, the slanted roof-it was a familiar place to them, but they were still unsure about what Raze had said to them and why he had said it.

It didn’t take long, though, until Zon suddenly appeared right in front of the group. “You’ve returned. My system detected two other users here,” Zon explained. “Where’s Raze?”

“He isn’t with us. He said he would come later,” Anna replied.

“That’s not good—I have something to tell him… I know where the Golden Globe is.”

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Chapter 925: The Last Visit

Quickly, as Rayna, Alba, and the others explored the academy, they learned of the tragedies that had occurred while they were away.

How many students had been slaughtered and the cause of it all. It was hard for them to believe, but there was something visible that allowed them to comprehend the large scale of the devastation.

In the main academy building, a place usually reserved for teachers, several large halls had been converted into medical bays.

Even now, students were being treated, and Safa, with her Light magic and spear on her back, was using her powers as best as she could.

Her efforts were working wonders on many of the severe wounds that couldn’t be healed otherwise.

The others were trying their best to help in their own ways. Most of the Crimson Crane, including Alba, were attending to several of the bodies.

In the main courtyard, hundreds of dead bodies lay covered in white cloth. Special flowers and other offerings were being placed by each of the bodies.

The idea was to have a mass funeral service for the students, and they were helping with all of this.

“This is just sickening, isn’t it?” Cronker said as he placed a bouquet of flowers in a clay pot in front of one of the students covered in cloth. “I don’t even think Pagna clans could be this cruel.”

“Right, and all of this was caused by Alter? What were they even thinking? Were they trying to wipe the Dark Faction off the map?” Tilion asked.

“It’s as he said—they must truly want to get rid of the Dark Magus,” Reno replied. “You heard his story; he knows too much about their corrupt ways.”

“Right? But if Alter and Alterian are linked, how are they connected to Pagna?” Alba wondered. “Was this really necessary? It feels like Raze’s business with the Grand Magus and this Dark Magus is becoming an issue for all of Pagna.”

Elsewhere in the academy, in a single room, Anna was sitting in a chair. She looked at a round object placed on the table before her.

“I told you, I really did tell you that if you did this, you’d end up this way,” Anna said out loud. “Zon’s headed off to look for Raze, trying to reach him, and now Raze wants me to find Charlotte.”

“My guess is it’s because of what happened to you, right, Himmy?” Anna said as she clenched her trousers tightly. “I didn’t want you to go so soon… why does everyone have to be such a fool.”

Back in the town of Flendon, with everything finally done, Raze was ready to leave. There had been a few interruptions, but it was quite clear there wouldn’t be any more.

He had come out of the situation a lot stronger, though, increasing his star level, his Pagna stage, and now even unlocking hints of being able to use his breakthrough-like power.

In some ways, he was thankful the Doclet Kingdom had attacked, as it gave him a sense of just how much stronger he had become.

He had a good understanding of his Qi, as well as his magical powers. His Dark magic in particular had increased substantially due to all the fighting.

“You ready to go finally?” Han asked.

“Yeah, I don’t think Father expected us to take this long, but it’s not like we could’ve dragged you away from everything that was happening,” Fing said.

“Let’s go,” Raze replied.

All three of them stepped outside the front gate. They were getting ready to sprint to the Neverfall Clan base until they heard a loud, bellowing cry from behind.

“WAIIIIIT!” a voice screamed at the top of its lungs.

Turning their heads, they saw a warrior hurrying toward them, wearing a strange black vest of armor. When the warrior reached them, he skidded across the ground, huffing and panting, trying to catch his breath.

“I finally get to meet you… do you remember me?” Brack asked.

Looking closely at the young man’s face, something clicked in Raze’s memory.

“From the Martial Arts Tournament, you were the student from the Behemoth Clan, right?” Raze asked.

“Right… you protected me back then. I had nowhere to go, so I ended up in this town,” Brack explained. “I was… I was…”

Brack had been exhausted, having pushed himself far beyond his limits in attempting to stop the Behemoth Clan’s advance.

Eventually, he woke up and overheard the guards talking about what had happened with the Behemoth Clan and the Doclet Kingdom.

It was unbelievable to Brack to hear that Sha Mo, the Mountain-the unstoppable force-had been defeated. It just wasn’t possible.

However, what concerned him even more was that the Dark Magus, the person he had been longing to meet, was here in this city.

Upon meeting head guard Andy, he was informed they were getting ready to leave, and he had managed to catch them just in time.

“I’ve wanted to ask this since I met you… but please.” Brack fell to his knees and placed his head on the ground. “Take me as your disciple… please! I’ll follow you anywhere, do whatever I can to aid you on your journey.”

“What is going on?” Fing said. “We don’t have time for this.”

“He’s right, we must hurry. You should ask about joining the Crimson Crane or one of the other clans before asking Raze,” Han stated as he turned around. However, Raze didn’t turn

with him.

“Okay,” Raze said.

The answer surprised the two brothers, who let out a slight gasp, and it even surprised Brack, who lifted his head with a raised eyebrow.

“You will?” Brack replied. “I mean, thank you! Thank you for taking me in as your disciple!” The brothers didn’t understand why Raze had agreed, but he had his reasons, and with that, Brack was now tagging along with Raze as he headed to the Neverfall Clan.

‘I will finally get my answers as to just what the Dark Faction founder was doing here in the first place… and how to get out of Pagna!’

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Chapter 926  Belil’s Sacrifice (Part 1)

The world of Pagna was still settling with the news that the Behemoth Clan had been beaten. This was significant because it was one of the three major clans that had been wiped out, and much of the talk was due to the one responsible.

The newcomer, given the name Dark Magus, who had taken over the Dark Faction, had also shifted the status of the Demonic Faction.

Although it had taken some time, it was still sooner than many thought, and now the citizens were wondering just what was going to happen next.

Because of this news, even the further news of the Doclet Kingdom being defeated hadn’t spread out. The army that had returned to the major city, and the higher-ups and officials, had silenced every mouth they could.

It would be a disaster if the people and the world were to learn of this—a disaster for the kingdom itself. Still, during this time, things had still been moving.

For one, the leader of the Lost Clan, Lince, had witnessed everything that had occurred with the Behemoth Clan, and it was because of this he had decided to pay a visit to none other than Belil himself.

At the large base, which looked like an inverted mountain, Lince had jumped over the wall and landed softly on the ground, making next to no sound at all.

Lince continued to walk through the clan base as if it was his own home until someone called out to him.

“Wait, you’re not a member of the Neverfall Clan?” one of the guards shouted out.

Lince turned around, surprised that the guard had noticed him.

“Oh, they have a middle-stage warrior on the first floor? Things have changed since the last time I was here.”

“If you are a guest, you must register first. We will give you a plank stating what floor you can go to, and we need to know the reason why you’re here in the first place,” the guard asked.

“Oh right, I’m still in the guard uniform,” Lince realized, as he spun his body. In doing so, visual Qi surrounded his body like a small tornado.

It completely disappeared from the others’ sight, and when the small gust of wind had disappeared, a man standing there, wearing all black, heavily wrapped clothing was present.

What was most notable was that the man also wore a black mask covering his face and a wrap that went around his head, trailing down until it touched the ground.

There was only one person who dressed this way.

“Lince from the Lost Clan!” the warrior said. He was surprised but didn’t bow his head. “That’s even more reason for you to register; just because you are one of the big figures in the Demonic Faction, you think you can just walk in here. We would have known if someone like you was visiting.”

“Charming respect as always,” Lince replied.

It was expected, though; Lince was technically in enemy territory since the Demonic Factions weren’t so aligned like the others.

On top of that, this was an impromptu meeting by Lince.

“Well, if I were to go down there anyway, do you think anyone could stop me?”

The guard didn’t say anything as he tried to think about what to say.

“That’s my invitation then!” Lince replied as he ran forward, and right when he reached the ledge, he leapt down and jumped toward the center, beginning his fall.

The air hit his body as he continued to fall, and he could see each of the floors passing by him, going from one area to the next. At the same time, he could feel the intense heat growing.

Just like before, just as he was about to reach the ground, Lince started spinning his body in several directions, and when he landed, it was ever so softly. One wouldn’t even be able to hear him land.

Now on the bottom floor, Lince turned his head and could see a large double-door frame wide open.

“Come in!” a voice called out.

“You noticed me?” Lince said as he walked toward the door. “And here I thought I had gotten better.”

“I opened the door the moment I heard you arrive from above.”

When Lince walked past the door, he could see down a tunnel lined with candles, to the end in a circle-like area, where the one and only Belil, leader of the Neverfall Clan, sat.

Belil had his shirt off, his bulging muscles showing on his back, and next to no sweat was dripping off his body. When Lince walked further, a drip fell from his forehead onto the ground.

He paused for a moment, looking at the mark made on the floor.

“I’m disappointed in myself. I really thought I had improved after all this time, but I guess I still can’t best someone like you,” Lince said.

Belil then turned around. He was sitting casually on the floor in a pair of white trousers, one knee raised up, the other leg out. He looked relaxed and had a large smile on his face as he looked at Lince.

“Maybe if I was wearing a ridiculous outfit like yours, I would be sweating as well,” Belil joked.

Lifting his hand, Lince then pulled down the mask covering his face, revealing several cuts that went across his lip, going down to the bottom of his jaw.

They continued slightly onto his neck but not as far as his Adam’s apple.

“As I remember, it’s disrespectful to talk to you without showing my face, so I should show some respect,” Lince claimed.

Belil waved his hand casually.

“That’s true for most of my visitors, but you know you are an exception. After all, you’re the only one who knows my secret, and you have kept it well.”

“Which one?” Lince laughed as he sat down on the floor opposite Belil. He noticed the floor was even hotter than the room itself.

“Are you talking about the fact that you’re a Divine warrior in Pagna?” Lince asked.

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Chapter 927: Belil’s Sacrifice (Part 2)

Belil was a powerful figure in the entire Demonic Faction, and in a lot of cases, he was considered the most unpredictable. Whatever came his way, his rule was always to inflict punishment twofold back on anyone who crossed him.

The thing was, it wasn’t always him carrying out the punishment. Being a high-level, mid- stage warrior meant he had lived a long life—or at least that’s what everyone believed about Belil.

Including his own children. There was one person who knew the truth, and that was the one currently sitting opposite him.

“Although I know the truth, I never knew the reason why,” Lince said. “You’ve been in Pagna for a long time already, yet you’ve reached the Divine Stage.

“You’ve achieved immortality, and you could even go to the realm above. I know you well; you’re someone who cares about strength.”

“Here, your strength is limited. It might even be the reason why you stay down here all the time, unable to feel anything by going outside. And why you send your family to handle most matters.”

“Because everything has become a bore.”

When a mid-stage warrior reached the Divine Stage, it meant a few things. First, they achieved immortality. The worry of old age getting to them disappeared completely.

It was partly why the name was given-because they could now live forever, as long as they weren’t killed by something.

Another fact was that they could enter another realm. A world that was considered the same as Pagna that only other Divine warriors could enter.

Thirdly, if a Divine warrior was in Pagna, then their strength would be limited to that of a mid-stage warrior, and further progress into the Divine Stage was impossible.

Most who ever reached the Divine Stage were warriors driven to become stronger. They had what few in the world had, and because of that, they tried to grow even stronger in the Divine Realm.

Yet here Belil was, still in the world of Pagna after all this time.

“I have my reasons for doing things my own way,” Belil answered. The look on his face wasn’t as friendly anymore; the smile had almost disappeared.

“Just tell me why you’re here,” Belil asked.

“I’m sure you’ve heard the news about the Dark Magus and his defeat of the Behemoth Clan. I noticed you sent both of your eldest there. I’m surprised you’ve chosen to protect someone.”

“I wanted to know why you’ve done that and if it’s related to what’s going to happen in a couple of days,” Lince asked.

The smile had quickly returned to Belil’s face.

“Right, the day is coming. You know something about it? I’m not surprised with your information network.”

“The end of Pagna?” Lince replied. “It’s something I’ve heard many in Alterian talk about, specifically the Alter who work in the Light Faction.”

“I understand why everyone has an interest in this but don’t fully know what’s happening. Why would someone like the Dark Magus be involved in all of this?”

“Is it related to the strange powers he used? Is it related to his real identity? There are a lot of things that I’m confused about, or where this person even came from to begin with.”

Belil let out a loud bellow of laughter that caused all of the candles to ignite further in strength.

“So, you were there yourself. You’re quite the tricky one. Let me ask for a favor: can you tell me what happened, can you tell me everything that occurred?” Belil asked.

It was then that Lince told the tale of everything he had witnessed-the grand powers Raze used, how his friends had aided him in battle, and the turn of the tide when Raze had suddenly aged into an old man.

Additionally, Lince went into detail on how Raze had bested his two elder sons. He decided to take extra time explaining how helpless they had been in the fight.

After finishing everything, Belil continued to let out a belly of laughter once again. “He’s more than I expected, after all,” Belil said. “Honestly, I thought the day would never come, and the fact that he’s fallen right into my lap… I guess the world has a strange way of making things work.”

After saying those words, Lince noticed that Belil looked at the ground. He was staring off, clearly deep in thought, yet not expressing it aloud.

This was something Lince had hardly seen on a person’s face. Was this just how those who had reached the Divine Realm felt? Is this why many stayed in the Divine Realm?

Or at least stayed there, as long as there was no way to completely use their powers?

“I owe you a few favors now,” Belil claimed. “And thank you for telling me such an interesting tale. In return, I will tell you everything about the so-called end of Pagna.”

“As well as what I exactly plan to do with the Dark Magus,” Belil said.

This was what Lince was waiting for. The information he had gathered from his own clan felt like all of the pieces, but he didn’t have any idea of the picture of the puzzle, so he was unable to put things together or know if they were right or not.

He wasn’t so sure Belil knew, but now after hearing him say those words, he was confident about it.

Belil spoke, and Lince listened respectfully to every single one of his words. He wanted to stop; he wanted to shout and ask if Belil was crazy for his plans, even for someone like him.

Yet, because of the decisions he was planning to make, it would have been rude for him to even say such a thing.

“In the future, I wish for you to help him as much as possible,” Belil claimed. “But it is your own life. I made my choice in the end; all of the power I cultivated, this is just the tip of all of that, all for the sake of saving Pagna.”

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Chapter 928  A Gathering Of Powers

In the Light Faction, the landmass and terrain were different from the other lands. Whereas the Dark Faction and Demonic Faction had areas where life and crops seemed to struggle to flourish, the Light Faction had greenery as far as the eyes could see with flourishing flowers and more.

It was because of this, that the living situation in the Light Faction was different compared to other areas. They weren’t condensed in the major cities, and there were many villagers spread across the land.

Areas with smaller populations yet still had a good standard of life. One of these smaller villages was located quite far up north in the land, and was based by the sea.

The general public were quite curious as they walked down the streets and looked out at the sand, to see several large camps, and people dressed in white cloth.

“There are a lot of warriors here today. There isn’t a clan located in Baracu, is there?” one of the young women asked, carrying a basket of flowers by her side.

“No, but we were made aware that they were coming,” a young man replied. “The men were asked to gather more food from the nearby city. Because quite a few people would be staying here. I don’t know why though, maybe they’re going to venture out into the sea.”

The young woman laughed. “From here, you know no one does that; there must be another reason.”

When thinking about it though, they couldn’t think of anything for warriors to gather for. They weren’t close to the Empire, they weren’t close to the other two factions, the only place they were close to was the sea.

So what else could be the reason for them gathering?

On the beach itself several tents had been set up, with sleeping areas prepared, storage, and more. The Light Faction warriors had brought their own supplies and were sharing amongst each other.

But if one was to have a closer inspection, they would notice that the tents were somewhat divided, and markings could be seen on them, markings of three clans.

The three clans that were present were the three highest-ranking clans in the Light Faction: the Aurora Clan and the Illumination Clan.

The leaders of the clan weren’t present in such a place, but a group of ten warriors, including a high middle-stage warrior, was selected from each clan. That was apart from one clan, the Dawnblade Clan, the last clan.

In one of the larger tents, Ricar was sitting at his seat, his fingers intertwined, and standing in front of him were four elder men with clothing that was dragging across the floor and mostly covering their faces.

“Is there really any need for this?” a soft voice asked. She was one of the Elders of the Dawnblade clan, known as Impress.

“She’s right,” Lyon replied. “Why are five of the elders out on this expedition, while the other clans have only sent… them.”

“There are a couple of strong ones among them,” Lukas replied, his arms folded. “But nothing compared to us Elders; you should explain yourself.”

“You should all know the situation we are in,” Ricar replied. “In the eyes of the Light Faction, we have failed several important tasks. To Kawak, leader of the Aurora clan, this is important.”

“Important to him?” Beatrix asked. “Or, is it important to those from Alter?”

The others nodded in agreement. The entire reason why they, including the other clans, were lined up on the beach, was because of the request made by Heino, leader of Alter.

He had talked to Kawak, saying that he needed their help, and it was something that only they could do.

“The fact that all of us are present means we can’t fail this task, and that we must succeed. Otherwise, it’s an embarrassment for all of us,” Ricar replied. “As for you, Beatrix, you have been given an honorary Elder Role.”

“It’s your first time in this case, and although you now have the same status as us, you are still to follow our orders.”

Beatrix nodded as she understood. A lot had changed for her since the Martial Arts Tournament.

“And what should we do with him?” Lyon asked. “The one that Alter sent to aid us?”

“Him?” Ricar replied. “For now, it’s best if we ignore him. He doesn’t seem like the type of person that is in need of our help or would be accepting of it.”

Standing out on the edge of the sand, allowing for the sea to just touch the edge of his feet, a man with spiky red hair stared out into the distance.

Where large dark clouds could be seen and constant thunder strikes were heard coming down one after the other.

“With this, I might be able to see you all again, right Zon?” Red said with a large smile.

Red lifted his hand up, and out from his forearm, a small light lit up.

“Have you noticed any changes yet?” a voice spoke through the device on his arm, the voice of Heino.

“No changes at the moment, but it isn’t time yet, right? And I haven’t seen anyone else coming here either,” Red reported. “Do you expect that there will be interferences?”

“I have my concerns,” Heino replied. “There might be others that come out of curiosity or that have information themselves, but I’m not too worried.”

“The Elders sent with you, I’ve heard they have great strength. If you run into anything dangerous, they will be able to help you, and besides, you know some of them are with us, right? Did you look at the list?” Heino asked.

“I know, I know, I won’t harm anyone. I’m a Deleter, I get the job done, so you don’t have to worry about me,” Red replied.

“I would have said the same thing about Scar, and look where he ended up,” Heino replied.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get the Golden Globe, and if I run into the Dark Magus, I’ll get him as well. Besides, he won’t be able to do what he did against the Behemoth Clan.” Red started to laugh, and the call ended there.

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Chapter 929: Red Fortis Reunion

Zon, leaving the Dark Faction, was traveling fast across the land. Since Raze hadn’t used his distress signal, he wasn’t able to open up a portal to reach his side.

Right now, Zon couldn’t just risk waiting for that to happen, so he was traveling across the continent. However, he was moving at quite a fast speed, because of two reasons.

Due to the unique structure of his body, he didn’t tire, and he could move even faster than most warriors. However, his body would run out of energy, and when running out of energy he would need to replenish that.

On top of that, he was using the new item he had obtained, allowing him to teleport certain distances in a flash as well. Using both of these things, he was making great progress and was already in the Demonic Faction.

When he had reached the Demonic Faction, he realized something and stopped in the middle of an open, deserted wasteland.

“I’ve run out of crystals… and for what’s to come, I might need a large variety of crystals. My energy is already low because of the fight that I had with that Deleter, and everything else I had been doing after.”

“I rushed so much that I didn’t think properly.”

Zon tapped the side of his head, remembering some things from the past. Because he was eager to complete missions with his squad, he had completely disregarded other things that had put him and the Red Fortis army in trouble.

“If Raze is heading to the Neverfall Clan, there has to be a reason for it. The chances of him learning the truth on his own are quite high. Over 90 percent.”

“If I were to guess, then there is a good chance that the two of us will be able to meet there. It might be best to avoid going to the Neverfall Clan.”

There were multiple worries in Zon’s mind. One of them being that he might be a step behind the others’ movements. Right now he was quite far from where he wanted to be, he had to travel as north as possible in the Demonic Faction.

On top of that, in the past when in the Demonic Faction, it was the most frequent place where The would get into scuffles here and there.

“I have no choice, the best course of action is to head north. If Raze doesn’t come, then I will just have to sort out everything myself.”

“I’ll find a portal around here, and quickly gather some beast crystals. After that, I’m coming for you… I never realized you ended up here after all, Red.” Zon thought.

His body quickly disappeared from sight at that moment.

Raze, the two brothers Fing and Han, as well as Brack were all traveling from the town of Flendon to the Neverfall Clan base.

They were moving slightly slower than they would have because Brack was unable to fully keep up with them.

“I still don’t understand why you brought someone like him along,” Fing scoffed.

“You should let him do what he wants,” Han replied. “I’m sure the Dark Magus has his own reasons for such things.”

Although Han himself, no matter how much he thought about it, couldn’t understand why he was bringing Brack along with him, why he had said yes.

If Raze had brought one of the other stronger warriors, then he could understand.

For Brack though, even though it was hard, he was pushing himself.

“I just have to think of this like training!” Brack thought. “It’s because of Raze now that I’ve managed to survive so many times. I need to become a better, stronger warrior!”

As they continued to travel, Raze had surprisingly started to talk to Brack.

“Since you were one of the major disciples of the Behemoth Clan, did you ever learn Sha Mo’s unusual Qi techniques?” Raze asked.

“Are you talking about him being able to change size?” Brack asked. “That was something unique to him, but the other stuff he could do. Controlling his Qi and forcing it down like a snake of sorts, that’s the Behemoth Clan’s specialty.”

“So do you know it?” Raze asked, getting to the point.

“I know the theory of it, and can do it on a small scale, but not to the major extent that Sha Mo could,” Brack answered.

“Right… well that should be enough then,” Raze said.

His conversation cut short as they saw the Neverfall Clan right ahead.

All of them easily jumped over the wall, and upon entering, the members that were on the top floor bowed down to the two brothers.

The thing was, they didn’t even lift their heads as they bowed down; they continued to look at the floor, not raising it until they walked past.

“Usually you would need a pass of sorts, but you’re with us, and we basically have the same authority as the head of the clan or the elders here, so you don’t have to worry too much,” Fing said.

Eventually, they walked up to the edge, and Brack looked down into the center. It was his first time being in the Neverfall Clan base, and he couldn’t even see the bottom.

More so, he could feel an intense heat coming from the bottom.

“Our base is unique,” Fing explained. “The lower levels are only for middle-stage warriors. If someone like you went so far down, then they wouldn’t be able to even move about.”

Raze, looking at the clan base, was doing so with open eyes. He felt like something had to be here. This was where the message from the Dark Faction founder was found.

This was where the Dark Edge Sword Arts were found as well. The relation between the Demonic Faction and the mage from Alterian that had come to the world of Pagna.

All of that was here, and there had to be a reason. Raze was ready to face Belil.

“Hey, if you want, I can help you out.” Fing said.

“What do you mean?” Brack asked, turning around.

“Help you get a closer look.” Fing then pushed Brack in the chest. His whole body lifted into

the air, and Brack was in the center, falling into the deep pit.

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Chapter 930: Blood On Our Hands

Returning to the Dark Faction, for once the group thought they might be able to relax a little. They had, after all, been thrown from one situation to the next, one after the other.

The Academy was somewhat a safe haven for a few reasons. One, it wasn’t part of a clan and wasn’t centered on the border of any of the other factions’ territory.

Because of this, there was no reason other than to get to the Dark Magus for someone to attack it. On top of that, the Academy itself was filled with students.

Most of them wouldn’t be in the middle stage, and mostly other warriors would ignore them completely.

Which was why none of them would have ever imagined the situation they had actually returned to in the end. It was devastating, and it was cruel at the same time.

In one of the smaller libraries and reading rooms, Safa, Simyon, and Liam were taking a break. There was tea on the table with snacks, but they had remained untouched as all three of them were slouched in their seats.

“It just doesn’t end,” Liam said. “Do you know what I’ve been doing? I had to go out and send messages to the other clans, to the other families, and tell them what happened to their children.”

“The look on their faces. Some would just stare at me, not saying anything. Others would break out into a devastating scream… and you know what the worst reaction was of them all?”

“The ones that did nothing. The ones that didn’t care and didn’t even bother to reply or turn up to the funeral. Everything is making me feel so sick.”

For once, Simyon didn’t say anything, but just rubbed his friend’s back. He could tell he was truly distraught by all of this. All of them were; too many deaths at once, too close to them, too close to the same age as them.

They had been on one end before, but this time, as part of the heads of the Dark Faction, they felt responsible.

“Maybe if some of us stayed back, we could have…”

“You can’t think like that,” Safa replied. “If we stayed back, then the same thing could have happened to the people of Flendon. It was just bad timing with everything, and who knows, it might have been the best result in all of this.”

Simyon clenched his fist. He had improved by leaps and bounds. He was a middle-stage warrior with an incredibly tough body now.

He was even able to take several hits from Sha Mo. There wouldn’t be many out there who could take him on. He wanted to protect people, protect people who would be in a bad situation like his sister.

Yet, even with how strong he was, how much of a shield he had become, he still had things taken away from him.

“What about you, Safa? How are you holding up? You must have been using your magic a lot, right?” Simyon asked.

“It’s exhausting but bearable. The Lux Spear increases my magic, and due to the cultivating technique I learned to be used at all times, I can switch it to gathering mana, which allows me to restore mana even now.”

“So I’m always replenishing my body with mana, and the spear helps it build up quicker.” Safa practically could use her magic constantly at the moment with no consequences, it was just the amount in one go. If she used a large amount, it would take time to recover.

She wanted to ask Raze if there was anything she could do to increase her star level as well, but there just wasn’t the right time for that either.

‘If only there was someone else from Alterian? I don’t want to bother Raze all the time with all of these things,’ Safa thought.

“It’s sorted now, so you don’t have to worry. Everyone that can be seen has been seen already. So I can rest a bit, just like the rest of you guys.”

There was silence for a moment between all three of them until Liam spoke out.

“But it’s not over, right? Like, I don’t even understand. Even if they are enemies of Raze, they went after the students. We were students just a year ago.”

“If we were there, we would have been killed, and we wouldn’t have even known the reason why,” Liam said. “Honestly, I don’t know what this goal of theirs is to eliminate Raze, but it can’t be good if they’re willing to go this far.”

A knock was heard by the door, and a moment later, it opened, and Ricktor was seen coming through the door. Simyon made eye contact for a few moments before he turned his head away.

It was still awkward to look at each other, and whenever Simyon did make eye contact, Ricktor would give a wink his way and even lick his lips at times.

“Sorry to bother you while you’re resting, but Rayna has called for all of us to enter the main hall.”

The three entered the main hall and realized it wasn’t just them but everyone. Mantis, Mada, the rest of the Crimson Crane as well.

There was even Amir present, standing next to Rayna.

“I wanted to thank you all for helping out with the situation that unfolded at the Academy,” Amir said. “Honestly, it’s a devastating event, and I wish for it never to happen again.”

The others nodded their heads, and that’s when Rayna took out her spear and stabbed it into the ground, holding the very top.

“We can’t just keep waiting for Raze to do his own thing while we support him,” Rayna said. “Them attacking the Dark Faction, attacking the students-it’s a step too far.”

“This goes beyond Raze. What has happened is beyond cruel, and I want to punish all of those that did this, the people behind this. At the same time, we can’t let Raze take on all the hatred himself.”

“We can’t let him be the only person to get his hands dirty. Which is why I’m proposing we get rid of every single member of Alter in the Dark Faction!” Rayna said, twisting her spear into the ground and splitting the wood, her eyes fierce.

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