Chapter 503: The Great Wizard Religion

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Relying on the Five Element Evasion Technique, powerful defense, and the Blood Elf Dagger, Yang Ling had always gone for sneak attacks. He was an expert at suddenly stabbing people in the back. Countless enemies and Magical Beasts had died under his sneak attacks. Some of them even fell over and died with a grievance in his hands without knowing what happened. After advancing to the Divine level and making a Teleportation Portal, his skills in sneak attacks reached a whole new level.

As an Expert who had trained to the peak level of a Low-level Deity, the Light Templar Antonio was very powerful and had senses that were far beyond a normal person’s. But, faced with Yang Ling, who was like a top-level assassin, he still could not escape death due to his carelessness!

“Ah… You bastard!” Antonio was shocked and angry after Yang Ling succeeded in hitting him with one strike, due to his carelessness.

The dagger had just been plunged into his body, and he already felt waves of aching numbness spreading from his wound, and rapidly spreading to the rest of his body. With his years of experience, he realized that a fatal poison must have been smeared on Yang Ling’s dagger. A type of fatal poison that even a Divine Level Expert could not neutralize.

The fatal poison that numbed his whole body gave him a bad feeling, and the Blood Elf Dagger that was crazily absorbing fresh blood like a bottomless hole almost caused him to be scared out of his wits.

As he felt his Divine Power and Life Force rapidly draining away, Antonio decisively retreated, shocked. Unexpectedly, his whole body ached and felt weak and powerless. Just as he flew halfway up into the air, he fell back down to the ground with a ‘thud’ sound. Seeing Yang Ling holding up the weird Blood Elf Dagger and getting closer with each step, Antonio, in his terror, spared no effort and exhausted his Divine Power that was rapidly draining away, casting large areas of lightning in a frenzy, burning the grass, flowers, and trees within a radius of a few dozen steps to a crisp. Unfortunately, it seemed to have no effect on Yang Ling, who was inching closer with each step.

“You’re very strong and powerful. Unfortunately, you shouldn’t have joined the evil Church.” Looking at Antonio, whose injuries were getting more severe and who had no energy left to struggle, Yang Ling smiled coldly.

“Tell me, who exactly are you?” Looking at Yang Ling, who was getting closer and closer, Antonio lifted his head with difficulty. He did not understand how Yang Ling suddenly teleported to his side with such accuracy. He did not understand how he had such terrifying power at such a young age. He really could not take dying in Yang Ling’s hands lying down.

“It is not important who I am. What is important is that if there is a next life, remember not to join the hypocritical and evil Church anymore!” Yang Ling had a cold expression on his face, slitting open Antonio’s throat with the knife with one stroke, and digging out his Divinity while talking.

Antonio’s Divinity was about the size of a thumb. Its physical appearance looked much like the Divinity of Fabris, but internally, the power it contained was much more immense, emitting wave after wave of surges of energy pulses. Looking carefully, one could still discover that bolts of minuscule lightning appearing on the Divinity’s surface once in a while.

“Too bad that the Black Crystal Marrow has already been used up!”

Looking at the minuscule lightning bolts that appeared on the Divinity’s surface once in a while, Yang Ling hesitated. Now that the Black Crystal Marrow that the Great Commander of the Dark Calvaries Barbosa had gifted him was all used up, who knew if any accident would happen if he were just to swallow Antonio’s Divinity without precaution. If this Divinity suddenly released a large number of snake-like lightning bolts within his body, he would, by then, be crying without tears and would not be able to speak his suffering.

After hesitating for a while, the temptation of gaining mastery over the Law of Lightning got the upper hand. Yang Ling carefully put the Divinity into his mouth. After keeping it there for a while and seeing that nothing out of place happened, he became at ease and swallowed it. When he swallowed Fabris’ Divinity, he felt sharp stabbing pains all over his body, and his body nearly exploded to kill him. But, this time around, nothing much happened to him. He only felt his body going a bit numb temporarily, like getting shocked by a low voltage of electricity, used to capture rats. He did not know if this was due to the different types of Divinity, or because his body had been strengthened after advancing to the next level.

After swallowing it, the Divinity very quickly began to spin around Yang Ling’s Wizard Core. Every round it spun, it would release weak bolts of lightning, which would be absorbed by the Lightning Magic Shield around the Wizard Core, slowly being combined. He might be unable to master the Law of Lightning in an instant, but Yang Ling realized that with the help of this Divinity, it would be much easier for him to train in the Law of Lightning in the future!

After cleaning the Light Templar Antonio out of all the useful things like the Space Ring and Life Necklace, Yang Ling buried his body hastily, before leaving rapidly.

Thereafter, with the cooperation of Maxell the King, and under the threat of the Magical Beasts Army, he successfully moved most of the residents of Moroca Duchy into the Wizard Pagoda’s Space. Over five million people formed into over a thousand small tribes far away from each other. The Six-winged Angel Ophelia was in charge of preaching, rapidly spreading the Great Wizard religion.

With the sudden attack of the flying Magical Beasts like the Dark Dragons, Twin-legged Flying Dragons, Horned Bee Beasts, and Vampire Bats under the command of the Dark Dragon King, the Berserker Tribe, with their astonishing battle power, was hit with a devastating blow. Only a few people managed to escape. Before three days were up, Moroca, the biggest Duchy on the Gold Coast, had completely vanished from the continent. The devious plan that the Pope had spent much effort laying out had not even had time to be executed before it got dealt a fatal blow.

Faced with the absolute advantage of power, all devious plans were useless!

With the deliberate dissemination by the Magical Beasts Realm and the Tilan Duchy, the news of the vanquishing of the Moroca Duchy quickly spread throughout the entire Gold Coast, and throughout every corner of the Tailun Continent, causing a huge sensation. No one had thought that in order to rapidly establish the area of control of the Magical Beasts Realm, Yang Ling had just directly used the bloodiest and most terrifying method!

For thousands of years, in order to fight for land and resources, the various Duchies on the Gold Coast had frequently had many conflicts. Even within Duchy or even a piece of their own land, they were full of conflicts due to the clash of interests among tribes. On top of that, there were conflicts and racism among the different races, like the Humans, Beastmen, and the Dwarves. Eruptions of large scale clashes and riots were common. No matter how much effort the Church or the Borg Family put in, they were unable to completely resolve the conflicts among the Duchies and the various races. After having failed many times, they had no choice but to allow matters to go unchecked. They would ignore the conflicts unless their core interests on the Gold Coast were threatened.

While the Church and the Borg Family had tried and failed multiple times, Yang Ling was different. With the force of a thunderbolt, he rapidly gained control of the Gold Coast. With the support of the Tilan Duchy and under the threat of violence and from the power of the Magical Beasts Realm, no other Duchy or tribe dared to act up again. Soon, the Kings of the various Duchies all came to the Magical Beasts Realm, via the Teleportation Spell Formation built in the Tilan Duchy, to pay their respects to Yang Ling.

After some argument, with Yang Ling presiding over the proceedings, the first official map in the history of the Gold Coast was introduced. Every Duchy’s borders were drawn out clearly, with the ownership of various mineral mountains marked out clearly, preventing the conflict and clashes that arose from the previous map, which was vague and unclear. With the Magical Beasts Realm as the model, all the Duchies no longer discriminated against the races like the Beastmen and Orcs. All the unjust limitations were canceled. Thus, the conflicts among the races were rapidly resolved.

A few days later, in the majestic and awe-inspiring Magical Beast Plaza in the Magical Beasts Realm, the people welcomed an unprecedented ceremony. After bathing and changing into fresh clothing, the various Kings officially took on their duties after having their titles as kings conferred upon by Yang Ling, swearing their unwavering fealty to him. The Gold Coast, which had been chaotic and tumultuous for hundreds and thousands of years, finally welcomed real peace.

When the news spread, the various races on the Gold Coast shouted and leaped in joy. There were big smiles on the faces of the people who had been suffering. With Goode in the background pulling strings, and with the strong encouragement of the various Kings, the various lands started to build Wizard Pagodas. The people voluntarily became believers of the Great Wizard, hoping that Yang Ling would bring them everlasting peace and happiness. The followers who came to the Wizard Pagodas to pray were never-ending. In this way, Yang Ling could absorb huge amounts of pure Wish Power every day, and his Soul Energy increased in leaps and bounds.

Having quickly gained control of the situation in the Gold Coast, Yang Ling had not only solidified the area of control of the Magical Beasts Realm but had also spread the Great Wizard religion, gaining huge amounts of Wish Power. On the other hand, tens of thousands of miles away, the Pope, having gotten the news, was beyond depressed, his expression looking worse and worse by the day.

In order to exhaust Yang Ling’s energy and power, the Pope had done much scheming over the plan on the Gold Coast. Of which, the Moroca Duchy was the most important stage in the plan. He did not expect that he had not had the chance to use many of his clever schemes before having received a fatal blow. He had never thought that Yang Ling would just directly destroy the whole of the Moroca Duchy, with such rapidity that he simply did not have the time to react!

It was like drawing water with a sieve and coming up empty!

Not only did he waste his effort, but he had also paid with the lives of the Light Templar Antonio and a large group of the Church’s elites!

“Hmph, this Barker fellow is getting more and more cowardly!” Looking at the intel in his hand, the Pope’s expression grew colder and colder.

The Moroca Duchy had been vanquished, and the team, including the Light Templar Antonio, had been all eliminated. This had dealt a fatal blow to his plan. To add salt to the wound, the Golden Lion Barker actually gave up on his plan to go against Yang Ling, voluntarily withdrawing his elites from the Tibetan Mountain, where they were guarding the Space Crack, according to previous agreement.

“Your Highness, the Golden Lion Barker has already voluntarily withdrawn his troops. We also had better quickly get our remaining troops to come back. Otherwise, they might accidentally get into direct conflict with frontlines of the Magical Beasts Realm!” Looking at the Pope who refused to admit defeat, Wilbur anxiously and carefully stated his own opinion.

According to the agreement of which the God of Fire Raymond was in charge, the Church and the Borg Family must unconditionally withdraw their soldiers guarding the Space Cracks on the Gold Coast and let the soldiers of the Magical Beasts Realm take over the duty. According to intelligence, the frontline soldiers of the Magical Beasts Realm had already started climbing the Tibetan Mountain, where the Space Crack was. To prevent the break out of conflict, the Golden Lion Barker had no choice but to withdraw his army, leaving a few hundred soldiers of the Church to stand guard. As such, if the Pope did not order his troops to retreat, the Magical Beasts Realm might just find some excuse to wipe out the soldiers left behind in the blink of an eye.

“Hehe, retreat, of course, we must retreat. But before leaving, we must leave a present for the Magical Beasts Realm!” After burning the intel in his hand into ashes, the Pope smiled coldly. “Wilbur, inform the Sect Leader Rednor and order him to damage the Giant Holy Light Magical Spell Formation secretly. He must be quick. And you must go immediately to Evil Demon Island. Tell the group of old monsters there that I can release the person, but I will need the heads of Yang Ling and the Three Major Heads of the Dark!”

“Your Highness, if Lord Raymond found out about this…” Looking at the cold expression on the Pope, Wilbur broke out in cold sweat. As a Templar Elder, no one knew better than him what terrifying things would happen after the Holy Light Magical Spell Formation guarding the Space Crack was damaged.

“Wilbur, act immediately!” Looking at the slightly hesitant Wilbur, the Pope said coldly, “Tomorrow, a large-scale plague will break out among the Holy Alliance. The high-level Angels will be physically descending soon. The plan had already been started, and no one will be able to stop it. You know very well what will happen to those who leak the news or betray the Church!”

“Your Highness, Wilbur understands!” Looking at the Pope who left coldly while flicking his sleeve, Wilbur swallowed his saliva with difficulty.