The news of the annihilation of the Owl Knights and the Sorcerers at St. Sal City immediately spread throughout the human kingdoms. The Sorcerers, who had been insufferably arrogant at first, seemed to have crawled out of hell, but under the illumination of the Saintess and the Holy Light of the Gods, they were reduced to ashes.
However, the horror and death that the wizards had brought would forever be imprinted in everyone's hearts. No one would ever forget the black army that had swept across the land like a tsunami, bringing death and disaster. Even more people marveled at the power of the Church of Light and Saintess Kelly. Everyone who received the news could not believe that Saintess Kelly had single-handedly destroyed the entire Wizard Alliance and the Owl Knights.
The nations that had been restless once again calmed down. The Church had also suffered heavy losses in this battle. They did not pursue the responsibility of the various kingdoms and principalities. Instead, they increased their efforts to arrest the Aristocratic Parliament and all the wizards. Anyone who dared to harbor or shelter their members would be considered to be at war with the Church of Light.
Within the Crete Empire and the other nations, there was another wave of purges. A large number of scapegoats and wizards were arrested and sent to the guillotine. The rising tide of resistance against the Church of Light gradually subsided.
In the Crete Empire's capital, Nia, in a mysterious underground meeting room, the main members of the aristocratic council gathered once again. But this time, there were more people than before. Everyone sat together in silence, and the atmosphere was so heavy that it was difficult to breathe.
"We have failed. We have completely failed. Our forces have suffered a major blow. Some of our main allies who originally trusted us have all begun to alienate us."
"It is all because of Levis and the group of wizards. They acted without authorization and ruined our entire plan," Evans said.
"We have failed, but there is nothing we can do about it. We still have a chance to plan again. This time, we have tested the true strength of the Church of Light. I did not expect that the Saintess alone would be able to defeat them. The power of a divine artifact is so great that it is almost impossible for mortals to resist it."
The face of the man sitting at the head of the table was hidden in the darkness. He couldn't help but murmur in shock, "The Mask of Faross!"
A month later, in St. Sarl City of the Church of Light, on the vast St. Maria Square, the crowd was so dense that not a single gap could be seen. In the center of the St. Maria Square, under the protection of the Knights of Light and Captain Charles, a man covered in wounds was tied to a stone pillar. His white coat had been completely dyed red and black, and his trousers were in tatters. Not a single fingernail could be seen on his toes. It was Levis. He was so weak that he couldn't even move. Firewood was piled under his feet, and his body was drenched in kerosene.
Everyone was looking at Levis. According to the legends, he had sold his soul to the devil. Since the beginning of history, he was the most evil human being. The number of people who had died in his hands was innumerable. Nine out of ten houses in the Moore Province had been emptied because of him. Many people had come from thousands of miles away just to watch him die miserably under the burning of the Holy Flame. These people had relatives or friends who had died directly or indirectly at Levis's hands. There were also many people who were direct victims.
Levis was tightly tied to the stone pillar by an iron chain. His mind power was restricted by the divine spell, and he could not release any witchcraft. His body was also extremely weak, and he could not even activate his bloodline talent. His gaze swept across the vast crowd below, and everyone looked at him with hatred, fear, and anger.
"Burn him to death, burn him to death!"
"Burn this devil to death! We curse you, your soul will be burned in the Holy Flame forever!"
"God, please bestow the greatest punishment on this villain!"
Everyone's voices swept through the entire Santa Maria Square like a raging wave. Leves couldn't help but laugh maniacally when he saw everyone looking at him. Everyone present was looking forward to his death. The feeling of being pointed at by tens of thousands of people made him laugh maniacally.
Levis laughed out loud. In an instant, the entire Maria Square fell silent. Everyone looked at Levis. Wherever Levis looked, no one dared to look him in the eye.
"Hehehe, hahaha, hahahahaha!" Levis laughed so hard that tears kept flowing out of his eyes.
Halfway through his laughter, Levis sneered and said, "Ignorant, stupid, you stupid people, you will never know what I want to do. I am the one who will save the world, I am the one who will bring light to you!"
"Hahaha, you pigs raised by the gods, how can you understand our greatness? You will never know our yearning for freedom and truth. You are just a group of pitiful worms crawling on the ground, begging for food from the gods."
Levis's laughter became louder and louder, and it became more and more violent. His voice echoed throughout the entire square, and his aura instantly overshadowed that of millions of people, suppressing everyone present. Charles' expression changed greatly. How could he tolerate such a crazy person like Levis? He immediately shouted.
"Carry out the execution, carry out the execution!"
"Burn this devil who has been devoured by evil to death, don't let him speak like a devil again!"
Several torches were thrown at the same time, and the flames immediately ignited, engulfing the execution ground and drowning Levis's figure. Levis continued to scream within the flames, "One day, the truth will come, and the Magus Kingdom will come to the world. I have failed, but there will still be millions of people who will take my place to realize my dream. You can't stop it, no one can stop it …"
Below the stage, Borl watched from afar as his classmate, his good brother, was engulfed by the raging flames. In his final arrogant words, he fell into death. His voice reverberated throughout the entire square, like the shadow of a devil, sweeping across everyone's hearts. His words left a deep shadow in everyone's hearts, a seed of terror in their hearts.
Frank watched Levis die with his own eyes, but he had no intention of doing anything. The Pope and Saintess of the Church of Light were sitting at the very top, and they were probably eager for Frank to make a move, so that they could capture all the wizards in one fell swoop.
As Frank passed through the Moore Province, he saw the barren land and corpses that Levis had left behind, and he was extremely disappointed with Levis. Frank could never have imagined that Levis, who had studied with him in the Wizard Tower, would undergo such a drastic change after obtaining power. He had lost himself in the power of the wizards, and he had forgotten that he had once been an ordinary human being.
Frank wasn't the only wizard present. Apart from himself, Frank could vaguely see a few familiar figures. However, no one wanted to save Levis, or rather, no one dared to. The Saintess, who wielded the divine artifact, was sitting on the throne. No matter who dared to cause trouble in St. Sarl City, the only result would be death.
Frank looked at Levis, who was gradually turning into charcoal in the flames. He withdrew his gaze, put on his hat, and turned to leave. "Everyone must be responsible for their own actions, Levis. This is the end you deserve. From the moment you began to lose yourself in the power of the wizards, you will eventually be swallowed by this power."
Frank hurriedly left St. Sarl City, but the words that Levis had said before his death were deeply engraved in Frank's heart. It also caused Frank to fall into a deep state of confusion. He did not know where he should go as a wizard, nor did he know where he should go.
In the winter of the 14th year of the San Calendar, Levis and his Wizard Alliance had ended in St. Sarl City, but his name had been deeply engraved in the history of the human world. It was also him who had started the struggle between the wizards and the Church of Light. From that day on, the wizards and the Church of Light had become mortal enemies. Their struggle was only the beginning, not the end.
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