There would be no chance of survival …
"This …" Weiss seemed to realize this and an awkward expression appeared on his face. He reluctantly moved his gaze away from that spatial tear. With his Peak 6th Rank Archmage's eyesight, he could naturally see that the space behind that spatial tear had already been distorted to the extreme. He simply couldn't go through it.
However, it was clear that he was still a little unwilling …
"A Dispersion Array should be able to solve the problem in five days …" Lin Yun faintly glanced at Weiss. After saying that, he fished out a quill from his pocket and dipped it in ink before quickly drawing runes in the air. Soon, a Dispersion Array covered the spatial tear.
In a flash, a white light flashed.
After doing this, Lin Yun ignored everyone's gazes and led Lahn, Merlin, the Frost Dragon, and the Heaven Puppet back to camp.
Lin Yun estimated that the fluctuations of the spatial tear would no longer be chaotic and would gradually stabilize after five days. But passing through space like that wasn't something an ordinary person could handle. One had to be at least an Archmage to be able to endure that kind of frightening pressure.
Roughly half an hour later, Lin Yun had already returned to his living quarters. He fished out the few manuscripts that recorded the clues to the Ancient Gods and couldn't help shaking his head after looking at them for a while. He then casually threw them on the refining table.
"Raging Flame Emperor Norrick …"
At this time, Lin Yun suddenly recalled the Raging Flame Beastman named Norrick that Merlin had mentioned not long ago. In fact, Lin Yun wasn't unfamiliar with Norrick's name.
In Noscent's history, Norrick could be said to be one of the most famous Heaven Rank Shamans. Whether it was in the decaying library or the materials provided by the Merlin Family, the name Norrick had appeared many times. Even if Lin Yun's memory was bad, he would still know who Norrick was.
Several millennia ago, the native Beastmen of the Raging Flame Plane had countless tribes of various sizes. They were scattered along the banks of the Wailing River. At that time, the Raging Flame Beastmen didn't have any civilization or order, they were in chaos.
This situation changed with the appearance of a legendary Raging Flame Beastman. That Beastman was called Norrick.
In over a hundred years, Norrick conquered all the major tribes and used thunderous methods to rule the entire Raging Flame Plane, establishing the Beastman Empire.
As for the title of Raging Flame Emperor, it was given by the mages of later generations.
At that time, the Raging Flame Beastman Race gained order and civilization, and the power of the Empire grew with each passing day. Unfortunately, two hundred years after the Empire was established, the pillar of the Empire, Norrick, inexplicably disappeared. Thus, the powerful Empire collapsed overnight, and the first thirteen Raging Flame Beastmen that followed Norrick divided up the Empire, leading to the current thirteen tribes.
Norrick's disappearance was still a mystery, but there was a rumor circulating in the Raging Flame Plane. It was said that on the night before Norrick disappeared, a light streaked across the night sky of the Raging Flame Plane and fell into the Wailing River. It was rumored that it was Norrick's scepter and represented supreme authority. Whoever could obtain that scepter would be able to command all the Beastmen of the Raging Flame Plane like Norrick.
At that time, the Empire sank into never-ending chaos of war. Those thirteen Raging Flame Beastmen established their own tribes, and after a few decades, the chaos of war gradually subsided. Then, the thirteen tribes dispatched a large number of Raging Flame Beastmen to fish up that scepter from the Wailing River. But after a few decades, there were no clues about the scepter.
It was to the point that Norrick's scepter was treated as a legend. Afterwards, the thirteen tribes dispelled the idea of fishing up the scepter and started recuperating.
As he thought of this, Lin Yun couldn't help smiling. He finally understood why Weiss and the others had such a big reaction after seeing the spatial tear. If that scepter truly existed and fell into the Wailing River, it would have been a few decades before the thirteen tribes stopped fighting to fish it up. At that time, the scepter would inevitably have been washed away, but the thirteen tribes had been fishing for a few decades without finding any clues.
This meant that the scepter was no longer in the Wailing River, but had instead followed that spatial tear and flowed into another plane.
It had to be said that Norrick's scepter had an irresistible allure to any force. If they could obtain it, they might be able to command all the Raging Flame Beastmen just like in the legends. That way, conquering the entire Raging Flame Plane wouldn't be a problem.
Even Lin Yun had some thoughts about that scepter.
Naturally, what he cared about the most was the secret of Ancient God Constance. That skull represented the source of wisdom and would thoroughly change his magic path. If he could smoothly obtain it and fuse with it, not only would he be able to solve his current predicament, but he would also be able to greatly shorten the time it would take for him to become a Heaven Mage.
Five days quickly passed, and Lin Yun walked out of his living quarters, ready to rush to the end of the Wailing River. But before leaving, he looked for Lahn Merlin.
He had originally planned to take Lahn Merlin with him, but he thought that the Demiplane behind the spatial tear might be related to an Ancient God and that it would be very dangerous. Even if that 4th Rank Archmage went, he might not be able to help much. Moreover, the camp needed a powerhouse overseeing it, and Lahn Merlin just happened to be suitable.
After talking to Lahn Merlin for over ten minutes, Lin Yun led the Frost Dragon, the Heaven Puppet, and the Draconic Beastman to the end of the Wailing River according to his memories. It took them about half an hour, and by the time they reached the end of the Wailing River, they discovered that the powerhouses of the Black Tower and the Watson Family had already gathered on the shore, apparently waiting for Lin Yun.
Just as Lin Yun had predicted, on the fifth day, under the influence of the Dispersion Array, the fluctuations emitted by the spatial tear were no longer chaotic and had completely calmed down.
"High Mage Merlin …" After seeing Lin Yun's silhouette, Weiss hastily welcomed him with a smile. "This spatial tear is related to a scepter that has been lost for millennia. That scepter once belonged to the Raging Flame Emperor, Norrick. There is a legend in the Raging Flame Plane that whoever obtains that scepter will be able to command all the Beastmen of the Raging Flame Plane. High Mage Merlin, I wonder if you know about this?"
"Yes …"
Lin Yun softly nodded and suspiciously looked at Weiss. "What do you want to say …"
"High Mage Merlin, it's like this. I just discussed it with the Watson Family. The three major forces will join forces to search for that lost scepter. If we can smoothly obtain it, we can use it to command all the Raging Flame Beastmen, and the benefits will be divided equally among the three major forces. The Watson Family has already agreed, I wonder if you …"
"Haha, I have no objections …"
"Then I wish us a happy cooperation in advance …"
"Alright, Sir Weiss …"
Lin Yun and Weiss smiled and shook hands. In less than a minute, they reached an agreement. Weiss then talked about some insignificant topics, to which Lin Yun also smiled perfunctorily.
At this time, Lin Yun's attention wasn't on Weiss, but on the black-robed mage standing next to Suval. He could roughly guess that the Black Tower had sent a total of three people into the spatial tear: Weiss, Suval, and that black-robed mage.
Lin Yun was almost certain that the black-robed mage had never appeared in the Black Tower's camp. In other words, the black-robed mage had rushed to the Horn of Fertility within five days of discovering the spatial tear.
The black-robed mage was undoubtedly very powerful and was also a High Rank Archmage.
But an ordinary High Rank Archmage wouldn't have attracted Lin Yun's attention.
In fact, when he first saw the black-robed mage, Lin Yun concluded that he was a lot more powerful than Weiss and Suval. If he wasn't mistaken, he was definitely an 8th Rank Archmage.
A powerhouse of that level was very rare in the entire Andalusia.
"That is Sir Falton …" Weiss noticed Lin Yun's abnormality and immediately smiled. He turned to look at the black-robed mage and introduced him to Lin Yun in a low voice. While talking, Weiss' face was filled with fear. Clearly, that mage called Falton had a very special identity.
That was more than just special …
Perhaps only Lin Yun and Suval knew how frightening Sir Falton's strength was.
To be more precise, Sir Falton came from the Holy Land and didn't have any position in the Black Tower. But in the Council of Seven, apart from Chairman Hören, the other members were very respectful to Sir Falton.
But …
Sir Falton rarely came out of the Holy Land, and the last time he appeared was three hundred years ago. At that time, the Gaugass Battlemages left the Black Tower, greatly damaging the Black Tower's strength and putting it in a precarious situation. Although Sir Hören was very powerful and used all kinds of thunderous methods, he couldn't stabilize the situation in a short time.
Perhaps only a few higher-ups of the Black Tower knew that someone came out of the Holy Land at that time. That person was the current Sir Falton, and Sir Falton helped them a bit. Thus, in a short few decades, the Black Tower once again stood at the peak of the Andalusia Kingdom.
In fact, after discovering the spatial tear, Weiss realized the seriousness of the matter. In the Black Tower's Planar Legion stationed in the Horn of Fertility, there were only two High Rank Archmages, Weiss and Suval. Thus, after returning to camp, Weiss used the Black Tower's special communication method to report the appearance of the spatial tear, as well as his speculations, to Sir Hören in the Dark Moon Fort.
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