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Chapter 81: Golden Cloud Holy Lord

After a long silence, Calina of the Brightmoon sect spoke. “Young Master Frank, you’re not joking, right? Fettney is a false Dharma God expert. How could he die in the Old World just like that?”

“I want to joke too, but this is the truth.”

Frank smiled bitterly, “Originally, according to the assignment, Our White Moon Palace went to the imperial city to investigate the situation, while the Golden Cloud Temple went to the south. I didn’t expect Fettney to follow us to the imperial city. He provoked the Faroe Kingdom, and in the end, he lured out an archmage hidden in the imperial city. The archmage used an enchantment spell to control a high-level ultimate mage, and only used two spells to kill all of Fettney’s people.”

Carlina and the others were all stunned.

There was an archmage in the Old World?

They all felt a little cold.

“Then why are you fine?” Carlina stared at Frank.

Frank shook his head and said, “I thought I wouldn’t be able to come back, but that archmage only glanced at me. It may be because the outside world didn’t cause any trouble in the capital.”

“Everyone from the Golden Cloud Temple has died, especially Fettney. He is the successor of the Golden Cloud Temple. I’m afraid that their Holy Lord will not let this matter pass so easily,” Carleena said faintly.

The Golden Cloud Temple would definitely mobilize a large number of people to attack the ultimate mage of the Faroe Kingdom.

“This has nothing to do with us. We’d better go back and report this as soon as possible,” Frank said in a deep voice.

In fact, he didn’t have a good impression of Golden Cloud Temple. The main reason was that the other party’s style had always been overbearing and they didn’t care about the consequences. It was almost the same as a cult. There were even rumors that Golden Cloud Temple was using the immortal clan to cultivate, however, there was no evidence of this.

Thus, the group of fifty-five directly soared into the air and flew into the Death Sand Sea.

To ordinary mages, the Death Sand Sea was like a natural moat. To high-level ultimate mages like them, the threat was not particularly great.

...

The matter of the invasion of powerful ultimate mages in the capital had not caused any waves. More than a month had passed and the discussions among the people had not stopped. They were all talking about the gray-robed figure from that day.

Many people in the Hiro Magic Academy knew about Ailo.

They had never thought that such an honest student who had been sweeping the floor in the library would be so powerful.

In addition, the gray-robed mage from before was also the one who swept the floor in the library. It was obvious that Ailo had been trained by a generation of gray-robed mages.

For a time, the library became the first place that many old students chose to go.

...

In the Small World.

Lei Luo lay in the vampire coffin, playing with the Devouring Treasure Box in his hand.

He did not know what material it was made of. He tried to break through the second layer, but unfortunately, even with the magic power of his grade-9 archmage, he was unable to do so.

He estimated that he would have to break through to the level of an ultimate archmage before he could try to break through the second layer of the taboo.

Suddenly, Lei Luo’s mind landed on the Devouring Treasure Box. He carefully sensed that it was a unique rune.

This was a spell of reincarnation.

The Sky Wolf King, Zhebe, had obtained this secret spell back then, there should be more secret spells, but they hadn’t been revealed. Even if he was now the owner of the Devouring Treasure Box, he couldn’t obtain it for the time being.

Forget it, let’s not think too much about it.

Lei Luo kept the box, swallowed a bottle of medicine, and continued to cultivate. He had to break through to the realm of an Ultimate Dharma God as soon as possible, otherwise, he would not feel safe.

Just like that, two years actually passed. Nothing happened during these two years.

The revenge of Golden Cloud Temple did not come.

There must be something delaying me.

Lei Luo thought to himself.

This was for the best. At least his strength would be able to increase a little.

...

New World.

Golden Cloud Temple.

In a huge volcanic crater, rolling lava could be seen. It was incomparably hot, and the aura of sulfur was incomparably dense.

At this moment, there was already a large group of people standing here. All of them were elders of the Golden Cloud Temple. The mana of these people was at the level of an ultimate mage, and some of them had even become a mage god. There were also some of the most devout believers whose magic power was also at the level of an ultimate mage.

The reason why they were gathered here was mainly to welcome the strongest mage of Golden Cloud Temple, the top mage god, Golden Cloud Holy Lord.

...

Three years ago.

The Human Mage Alliance had fought a great war with the wolf clan, and all the human mage forces had been involved. Even a top-tier mage god, like Golden Cloud Holy Lord, had made a move. The result of that battle was that the wolf clan had temporarily retreated, and the human race had a short period of time to recover. However, Golden Cloud Holy Lord had suffered serious injuries in that battle, so he had been recuperating in this volcano. Today was the day he had come out of seclusion.

However, many of the elders, priests, and even devout believers looked uneasy. This was because the disciple that Golden Cloud Holy Lord valued the most, Fettney, had died two years ago.

This news had shocked the entire Golden Cloud Sacred Palace.

Since Golden Cloud Holy Lord was in seclusion, he couldn’t be disturbed. Thus, the matter of retaliation for Fettney was delayed. No one dared to make a decision. It was better to wait for Golden Cloud Holy Lord to come out. They could imagine how furious Golden Cloud Holy Lord would be after hearing that Fettney had died.

His authority had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Golden Cloud Sacred Palace.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, the world suddenly shook and a terrifying power erupted from the crater of the volcano.

It wasn’t that the volcano had erupted.

Instead, a black-robed figure flew out. He had a scarlet flame mark on his forehead and his eyes were cold and terrifying.

“Greetings, Holy Lord!”

The elders bowed.

The priests and followers knelt on one knee.

This showed their respect for the Holy Lord.

“Where’s Fettney? Why didn’t he come?”

Golden Cloud Holy Lord scanned over and everyone felt as if their skin had been touched by fire.

“Holy Lord... Fettney... died in the Old World two years ago,” a high-ranked ultimate mage said immediately.

“What?”

The aura of a Dharma God spread out like a volcano. The priests and followers who had knelt on one knee all lay on the ground, shivering. Even the elders of the ultimate mages couldn’t breathe. This was the power of a top-tier mage God.

“What’s going on?” Golden Cloud Holy Lord asked in a deep voice.

He had given a lot of hope to Fettney, and now he was dead. One could imagine the anger in his heart.

The high-level elder quickly told him everything he knew.