Warlock of The Magus World (FanFiction)

Chapter 125

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The current situation of the Beast World is very dire with fear and insecurity spreading throughout the masses.

In the colossal war of the Titans, between the Dynasties and the Church the whole human civilization was burning. The law and order which was maintained by the Empire and Countries were no longer effective as almost every corner of the world was ravaged by constant war.

This is not the first time such an chaos break out, In such a long history it has happened many times previously throughout the annals of time, as one Dynasty tried to engulf another and weaken their opposition engaging in a ruthless battle of attrition.

Each times these wars broke out over the gaps of centuries and even millennium, only chaos and suffering ensued for the peoples.

There were several records of such an event in the old history records but never something like this happened before. All historians and those effected by this war aware of previous scuffles and struggle could collectively agree that this particular war is the most destructive, bloodiest and effecting in all of the recorded history in both the collective area effected and lives lost.

Various Empires which were very cocky previously due to their supposed unshakable position were shivering at the mere thought of what is happening all around them, as their neighbouring countries and Empires were falling in the ruthless flames of war and disappearing from the sand of time.

As every single day passed by, the casualty and stacks of carcasses continued to pile up. Many Empires who tried to detached themselves from the situation and save their people became battlefield themselves.

Each morning brought one dreadful news over the previous one, It was a time where dread and tension were the only two emotions one could experience. Especially today as a even horrible news broke out and it marked the situation hitting full throttle and the battle switching into final gear.

Today a piece of news was shared amongst the Four Great Dynasties, which detailed that there was a joint assassination attempt lead by the Church against several higher ups and Strong Experts of the Dynasties. In this particular event the Church, even after experiencing great casualties themselves were very successfully able to eliminate all of their target and reign triumphant in killing several of the high ranking personnel from all four Dynasties greatly weakening the opposition and gaining an upper hand.

The event irked the Dynasties to no end, and their desire for blood and resolving this vendetta burn with vigor, this officially meant the entry of Experts at Brigadier Stage and above into the battlefield.

Several encounter lead to disastrous clashes and bloody results. The Four Dynasties and the Church were not pulling any punches as this bloody dance was long overdue. Various troops were lead into the battlefield ravaging each other and many cities fall almost everyday. This era was dawn of various once proud and unbeatable old experts and rise of numerous new stars.

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In a dense forest, a handsome steed streaked through the uneven terrain as a hooded figure sat on it and commanded it to increase it speed. If anyone from an Empire saw this steed, they would definitely be stunned as this steed is a very expensive 'Toofan Horse' known for its ridiculous spead, high vitality and good endurance. This is very sought after breed for many high class Noble and people of wealth.

The figure who was riding this horse was very disoriented and a gloomy air could be perceived around this person.

Abruptly the horse neighed and raised it's two front feet declining to take a step further showing fear towards a person who suddenly appeared in front of its path. The mere presence of this follow sacred the living hell out of this greatly advertised brave steed.

The figure petted the horse to calm it down and looked at the newcomer with a complicated gaze.

"I am sorry but I can't return. I know I am being selfish running away like this and trust me I really do appreciate what Teacher and you have done for me over the years, but I need to become powerful and there is this calling I feel that I can't seem to shake. please try to understand and please say sorry to Teacher in my instead, Sheshnaag. " The person who sat on the steed was none other than Blair herself, after being aware of her father death. Blair fall in a depressive state full of anger and resentment, although she was angered with her father she still loved him very dearly as he was the only family she had but now even after loosing him, she knew that she couldn't do anything. She just lack the strength, this is why she choose to step on an solo adventure and find a path for herself as well as look for the information about her father murder. She didn't want to entangle her teacher into this mess since she owe so much to him but she also thinks that she has to do this.

"I know and even Master knew, I am not here to stop you rather I am here to wish you well in Master's stead and also give a gift he prepared for you. " Saying upto this Sheshnaag withdraw two test tubes and threw them in Blair direction. These are the Basilisk Blood Breath potion made by Leylin especially for Blair with a special ingredients into it. This is not just a simple gift but something much more!

Blair caught the tube and looked at it with reverence, although she had no idea what this is. This was gift from Teacher, so it is guaranteed to be anything but average. After so long of associating with him, Blair knows very well that her teacher is a very mysterious person.

She slightly untied the cork and sniffed the potion, after which her eyes widened as a she smell a blood like scent which sent a jolt in her whole body, as an excitement deep inside her blood upstream and an intensive desire to consume this appeared from her psyche. Blair could feel a strange bond with this potion and her perception told her that this is extremely beneficial for her.

"This-" Blair raised her head in bewilderment to ask something from Sheshnaag but she noticed that he has already left. Her gaze turned complicated, pained and after a moment of contemplation she bend in her opposite direction and bowed her head with determination flashing in her eyes, " Thank you for everything! "

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Away from all of this drama, Leylin was calmly sitting in a lavish room surrounded by multiple beautiful womens in revealing clothes as they were serving him, as he was drinking top quality wine.

Leylin was reclining on a luxurious cushioned sofa, and multiple half naked busty pulp, curvy women lightly massaged him thoroughly.

Leylin closed his eyes as he smell the rich wine and enjoyed the kingly treatment.

*Knock*

Suddenly a person wearing Church clothes appeared on the gate and respectfully knocked and bowed his head.

Leylin looked at the newcomer with a slight annoyance but after seeing the person behind him, his face changed, Behind him stood a beautiful woman in a nun dress looking at him with amusement. Leylin's face turned stoic as if the previous excitement was just a facade.

"You can leave! " Leylin lightly said to the comforters and stood up wearing his clothes. He showed no hesitation and shame while dressing himself in front of an unknown women.

"So, you are here to lead me there I assume. Miss Rose!" Leylin asked gauging the women's response. This the person who contacted him firstly as a representative of the Church. At that time, Leylin could clearly feel a faint aura of danger from her which means she was definitely at least a Brigadier Stage. Later Leylin knew that she is the right hand person of the second Pope, the person who supports Leylin.

"You sure know how to enjoy yourself Mister Leylin, but you are very surprising as well, who would have thought that in such a small time you would have such a meteoric rise in status. In just Five years, you turned from a simple recruitment to a Vice-Commander of the Order of Death and today you are going to become a Commander. I feel like recruiting you was the best decision I made. "