Seeing that the sender was the Ashen Warlock, Lin Li couldn't help but frown slightly, and asked the mage who was holding the letter, "Where's the messenger?" Judging from the magic ink on the letter, he knew that the invitation letter was definitely authentic. However, the content of the letter was too simple. There was only the time and signature.
Hearing Lin Li ask about the messenger, the mage tried his best to hold back his laughter, and said with some difficulty, "Mr. President, I initially wanted the messenger to come in and wait for a while, but the old man who delivered the letter said … said that he still had to clean up the fields at home, so he didn't want to waste any more time here. By the way, he also asked for 10 gold coins as payment for delivering the letter. "
"Oh, did you give it to him?" Lin Li asked, finding it rather amusing.
The Ashen Warlock lived in seclusion in Gran Town, which was a well-known fact in the Breezy Plains. However, Lin Li did not expect the Ashen Warlock to send an ordinary farmer to deliver the letter.
"Yes, I did. I wanted to give him more, but he insisted on not taking it. He said that he would be paid according to the amount of work he did, and that he only had to pay for the travel expenses." It was not that the young mage was being silly, but he could also sense the magical waves emanating from the crumpled letter. Hence, he could naturally tell that the origin of the letter was not simple.
"Okay, okay, you may leave now." Lin Li put away the invitation letter, and waved his hand to let the mage leave.
Although the invitation letter did not mention any substantive content, Lin Li could more or less guess some of the Ashen Warlock's invitation. It was said that it was also a tradition in the Breezy Plains. Every three years, the Ashen Warlock would send an invitation letter to the leaders of the most powerful forces in the Breezy Plains, and invite them to Gran Town.
Although the invitation letter was written in such a simple manner that it seemed like a joke, it was like a decree of the gods in the Breezy Plains, and no one dared to belittle it at all. At the same time, in the eyes of most people, the seemingly ordinary invitation letter was also a symbol of status, and it meant that they and their forces were truly standing at the peak of the Breezy Plains.
That was not an exaggeration at all. The Ashen Warlock Roland, who had been living in seclusion in Gran Town since the Dark Age, had left behind too many shocking deeds and legends in the Breezy Plains. The incident that happened more than 50 years ago was just one of the many deeds that he had done.
Hundreds of years ago, the Retribution Knight Rodhart led his Death Knights and swept across the Breezy Plains, bringing a huge disaster to the Breezy Plains. The strong cities were turned into ruins under the impact of the Death Knights, and the famous Legendary powerhouses fell under Rodhart's Eternal Frost Blade.
At that time, in order to speed up the process of harvesting souls, Rodhart split the nearly 1,000 Death Knights under him into two. He personally led one team, while the other went straight to the north of the Breezy Plains. However, Rodhart did not expect that to be the worst decision he had made in his life apart from becoming a Retribution Knight.
Although the 500-odd Death Knights that headed north were not led by Rodhart, they still had the strength to kill more than 10 Legendary powerhouses. They were much stronger than the Gryphon Knights of the Felan Kingdom. However, such a powerful team suddenly disappeared when they reached the outskirts of Gran Town. At that time, the residents of the town didn't even know that they had been on the brink of death.
When Rodhart sensed the disappearance of the team, he arrived outside Gran Town aggressively. However, he only stayed for a moment before fleeing back to the south of the Breezy Plains as if he had been frightened. Even after he was purified by Prophet Willen, Rodhart did not show the slightest intention of heading north. That was also the reason why the Breezy Plains was able to retain a trace of vitality during that disaster.
Unfortunately, the Ashen Warlock did not have the intention to be the guardian of the Breezy Plains. He just didn't want anyone to disturb his peaceful life. Otherwise, Prophet Willen of the Brilliance Shrine wouldn't have had the chance to purify Rodhart.
Another matter that was widely spread in the Breezy Plains was also recorded in history. When the Dark Age had just ended, which was the most chaotic period in Anril, the rebellion alliance had disintegrated due to interests. The orcs, who had long coveted the fertile land of the Breezy Plains, had once organized an army with the intention of occupying the Breezy Plains for themselves.
The army of the orcs did not have any strict military discipline. Besides, they thought that they had suffered a loss in the distribution of interests of the rebellion alliance. Hence, it was impossible for them to be merciful to the human civilians. They could be said to have committed all sorts of evil deeds, and left behind ruins wherever they went. They were just as ferocious as the Death Knights.
However, when the army of orcs arrived in Gran Town, the Ashen Warlock, who was dressed in a black robe, appeared in front of them. He merely told them to scram coldly, and the endless army of orcs immediately retreated like a tide. In the blink of an eye, they retreated completely, leaving behind only flags, weapons, and countless corpses that had been trampled to death.
It was that incident that made the people of the Breezy Plains know that there was actually such a terrifying powerhouse living in seclusion in the inconspicuous northern town. No one knew the age of the Ashen Warlock, and no one knew how long he had been living in seclusion in Gran Town. They only knew that he had been living in the dilapidated tower in Gran Town ever since the Dark Age.
Besides, people were surprised to discover that even during the Dark Age, Gran Town was like a paradise that was completely unaffected by any turmoil in the Breezy Plains. Even the powerful High Elves during the Dark Age seemed to have strictly abided by some kind of agreement, and had never set foot in Gran Town.
During the Dark Age, the one who ruled the Felan Kingdom and the Breezy Plains was the infamous Highlord Osric. Even the terrifying Endless Abyss was conquered by the Magic Legion led by Osric. Even the ancient demon deity Balak, who was known to be the strongest in combat power, died in Osric's hands. However, Gran Town was still like a forbidden place in the Breezy Plains.
Many people thought that the Ashen Warlock was very likely to be acquainted with Osric, and that there had to be an unknown agreement between them. However, Lin Li heard another unbelievable statement from Angelano. Angelano was the first to follow Osric, and was once known as one of Osric's three butchers. Hence, he naturally knew more about Osric than others.
"No one knows what the Ashen Warlock did. They only saw that he simply waved his hand, and thousands of elite warriors of the Magic Legion lost their lives all at once. They aged rapidly, decayed, and turned into ashes. Even though I was observing through the crystal ball, I could still feel a strange force that seemed to be grabbing my soul. " Angelano's voice couldn't help but tremble at the mention of that memory. "Since then, Osric never mentioned the name of the Ashen Warlock again. It was as if he had completely forgotten about it, and devoted all his energy to the construction of the Eternal Furnace."
If someone else were to say that, Lin Li probably wouldn't believe it at all. Osric was the proud disciple of the Immortal King, and was known to be a powerhouse whose strength was not inferior to the High Elven queen's during the Dark Age. Besides, the Magic Legion of the High Elves had once swept across the Endless Abyss, causing countless powerful Abyssal Demons to flee.
However, the Ashen Warlock turned thousands of warriors of the Magic Legion into ashes with a wave of his hand, and even the proud Highlord Osric couldn't bring himself to take revenge. How powerful was that? Lin Li couldn't imagine how powerful the Ashen Warlock was, but he reckoned that he was at least not inferior to the three arbitrators of the Supreme Council.
With such tyrannical strength, the Ashen Warlock Roland's status in the Breezy Plains could be said to be above all other forces, and he was just like a god who looked down on all living beings in the Breezy Plains.
More than 1,300 years had passed since the end of the Dark Age, and after the initial period of war, Anril had been peaceful for nearly 1,000 years. However, the Breezy Plains was an exception. Although it belonged to the Felan Kingdom in name, the royal family of the Felan Kingdom had little control over it.
Due to the fact that there had never been a real ruler, the Breezy Plains had always been in a state of unrest even though the war had ended nearly 1,000 years ago. In this land, the forces of various sizes were complicated, and there were all sorts of disputes happening all the time. Hence, the Breezy Plains was also known as the Land of Chaos to outsiders.
However, although it was called the Land of Chaos, there was also chaotic order in the Land of Chaos, and the person who maintained that order was the Ashen Warlock Roland. Only he, who was above all the forces of the Breezy Plains, had the right and ability to formulate and maintain an order that no one dared to violate.
As for why the Ashen Warlock Roland, who lived in seclusion in Gran Town, wanted to intervene in the disputes between the forces of the Breezy Plains, he was probably the only one who knew. Perhaps it was because he lived in the Breezy Plains, and did not want those disputes to affect his peaceful life, or perhaps it was just because he was bored.
In short, he didn't know when it started, but there was an invitation that was held once every three years. Every three years, the Ashen Warlock Roland would send an invitation letter written on cheap paper to the leaders of the strongest forces of the Breezy Plains, inviting them to the dilapidated tower in Gran Town for a gathering. Apart from the leaders of the major forces who attended the gathering, outsiders had no way of knowing the content of the gathering. Everyone only knew that after each gathering, the forces of the Breezy Plains would be fixed, and the battles that were originally getting more and more intense would soon disappear.
That was the order of the Breezy Plains, a land of chaos. For many years, the Ashen Warlock had maintained that order, and no one dared to break it.
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