Lord Of The Magical Beasts Chapter 463 - The Defiler

Chapter 463: The Defiler
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After consuming the rare Black Crystal Marrow, the Magical Beasts laid down around the Wizard's PaG.o.da, bathing in the immensely beneficial white fog as they seized the time to a.s.similate the energy released by the Black Crystal Marrow, trying their best to break through the bottleneck they reached in their cultivation. This was especially for these three Magical Beasts — the Purple Rat Little Ice, Thousand-faced Mink, and the Giant Ape King. They had already reached the very peak of a level nine Magical Beast, just a mere step away from advancing to become a Level Surpa.s.sing Magical Beast. They understood that the Black Crystal Marrow was a treasure they could not get too many of the moment they put the energy-dense Black Crystal Marrow in their mouths, finally seeing the hope of breaking through to the stage of a Level Surpa.s.sing Magical Beast.

The Purple Rat Little Ice shut its eyes gently, lying motionless on the ground as it released rings of forcefully chilly air while bathing within the white fog. The air was frigid, the radius of the chilly air increasing, forcing the Giant Apes and Flying Dragons recuperating from their wounds nearby back time and time again till they found a place far away to rest.

The Thousand-faced Mink curled itself into a ball like a rabbit, releasing waves of a pulsing energy ripple, its body transforming constantly. It would sometimes turn fully red, sometimes pitch-black…Sometimes, it even became transparent and vanished from the spot, eerily appearing again sometime later.

Unlike the Purple Rat Little Ice and the Thousand-faced Mink, the Giant Ape King raised a giant truck-sized rock and paced around the area. The muscles on its body contracted, then expanded, contracted, then expanded again, its body filled with explosive strength. It tossed the giant rock into the air after letting out a violent roar, catching the rock as it fell before tossing it out again, tossing the rock higher each time than the last…

After making his way around the Wizard's PaG.o.da a few times and seeing that the Corpse Wizard King, Dark Dragon King and the rest of the group were training silently, Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction. He vanished from where he stood using the Earth Evasion Technique, teleporting to the primordial forest tens of thousands of miles away. He soon successfully found the tribe set up by the troops and adventurers. Outside the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce, he would expend a greater amount of Wizard Power and Mental Energy the greater the distance he teleported; However, for some reason, there was no such Restriction within the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce. He could instantly appear tens of thousands of miles away with just a thought.

After overcoming the initial fear and feelings of loss, the troops and adventurers had formed a primitive tribe, building their homes with their bare hands, creating a simple village. While the village was small, it did contain everything they need. There were wooden huts to live in, pastures where they could let livestock roam and graze…In fact, there was even a st.u.r.dy wooden fence around the village, preventing Magical Beasts from entering.

Most of the troops and adventurers were men, but there were also several dozen women. In the period of time Yang Ling had not seen them, the women had already formed families of their own, some even giving birth to children who were still learning how to speak. Some of the children bawled in the embrace of their mothers. Some laughed loudly as they played alone. However, without exception, all of the children were gaunt and skinny, their heads larger than their bodies.

Yang Ling captured the situation of the entire tribe with his eyes while standing on the top of a tall tree. He saw a few tearful ladies with no food to put on the table. He saw a dozen hunters who had been injured by Magical Beasts sighing while lying on the bed. It looked like even though the first tribe within the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce was going on the right track, life was still extremely tough for its members.

Life and freedom, which is more important?

Looking at the simple, primitive tribe, Yang Ling shook his head. After delving into the Burning Fire Restriction in the Underground Tomb, the troops and adventurers had slipped into despair when faced with the blanketing flames of the Burning Fire Elves. They had knelt outside the Restriction and pleaded for Yang Ling to save their lives. Even though they had averted the crisis after being transported into the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce, they also had to pay the corresponding price. They lost their freedom, unable to leave the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce.

The Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce was the source of his power and his final place of refuge. Before becoming a true expert, Yang Ling was unwilling to reveal the existence of the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce. He did not know if letting these troops and adventurers out would bring him any danger. It would be troublesome if information about this place leaked out and attracted some all-powerful being over to s.n.a.t.c.h this place away from him. However, even though he could not release these troops and adventurers, Yang Ling still felt that he had to do something when he saw how hard their living conditions were.

After a moment's deliberation, Yang Ling took out a Five-clawed Golden Dragon Flag from within his s.p.a.ce Ring and tossed it from high up in the air, causing it to land straight at the exit of the village. He then took out a batch of rations and metal weapons from within his s.p.a.ce Ring and placed them near the Five-clawed Golden Dragon Flag. After having pillaged the Iron Edge Castle, he did have an abundance of rations and premium weapons.

The Five-clawed Golden Dragon Flag possessed a shred of his Divine Knowledge. Any high-level Magical Beasts within the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce, tamed or wild, would definitely recognize his Divine Knowledge. With this Five-clawed Golden Dragon Flag, high-level Magical Beasts would never appear within a ten-mile radius around the tribe. The security of the village was guaranteed. With this batch of rations, the tribe should not have to worry about hunger for some time. With the blades, armor and crossbows, the abilities of the hunters in the tribe would be boosted greatly, giving the tribe an endless stream of prey.

"My G.o.d, this…What is this?"

"Lords.h.i.+p, it's His Lords.h.i.+p!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the Five-clawed Dragon Flag and a large number of resources at the exit of the village, seeing Yang Ling in his flowy robes standing high up in the nearby treetop, the people slipped into commotion, sprinting as they cheered, with more and more people making their way over. They groveled fervently toward the direction where Yang Ling was and prayed loudly, led by an elderly man. In their hearts, Yang Ling was no longer just a leader of a territory. He had become the guardian deity of their tribe.

Looking at the ma.s.s of human heads groveling on the ground, listening to their prayers, Yang Ling became dazed. The legacy coming from the Wizard's PaG.o.da instantly transported him into a barren world. Streaks of pure Wish Power spread out from within the bodies of the people before entering his body through his head. The sea of souls where the Golden Soul Liquid was located boiled.

Far away, the mysterious Wizard's PaG.o.da released a ball of white light as well as waves of deafening roars. It released chaotic energy as the carvings of the Kirins and Five-clawed Golden Dragons on the Wizard's PaG.o.da became increasingly clearer. In their alarm, the Corpse Wizard King, Dark Dragon King, Giant Ape King, and the rest of the group instinctively knelt on the ground, groveling before the Wizard's PaG.o.da without moving.

"The Five-clawed Golden Dragon Flag will guarantee peace. Under the sky of a Great Wizard, there would no longer be any high-level Magical Beasts that would dare get close to your tribe!" After coming to his senses, Yang Ling left after leaving behind a string of words, instantly vanis.h.i.+ng from the treetop.

Behind him, the people kneeling on the ground were incredibly agitated. They became teary-eyed as they looked at the Five-clawed Golden Dragon Flag dancing in the wind, and saw the hill of weapons and rations. Even though Yang Ling had already left, they remembered the two words he left behind — 'Great Wizard.' From then on, they worked hard, proliferating from one generation to the next, calling themselves as descendants of the Wizard.

Could this be the power of faith, the benefits of absorbing the so-called Wish Power?

After teleporting to a large coast where little humans tread, Yang Ling closely sensed the transformation in his body. After absorbing the Wish Power released by the people as they prayed, he realized that the amount of Golden Soul Liquid he possessed had increased by more than a third, its effects much more powerful than if he had absorbed the Soul Energy of a few evil demons or angels. In his elation, he finally understood what the Great Elder Rebraca had meant. If his guess was not wrong, the reason for the City Amongst the Clouds supporting the Church in spreading their teachings within the Tailun Continent was to absorb the power of faith released by their followers. The Dark a.s.sociation should also operate with the same logic.

I'll teleport more people into the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce and spread my teachings through the Wizard Sect!

Without having to think too deeply into it, Yang Ling quickly saw a huge path that would accelerate the speed of his cultivation. The faith the people had in the Great Wizard could not only allow him to quickly cultivate his abilities to the stage of the Tailun Continent's so-called Divine-level Expert, but more importantly, it would also help him speed up his training and advance to the level of Soul Wizard, allowing him to wield Wizard Techniques that could control souls and completely come into contact with the source of this universe's power.

Wizard Techniques are the source of his power, Magical Beasts are the creatures that would give him a standing in this world!

Even though he had learned the Ice-sealing Domain and the Energy Realm, making it likely that he could rapidly advance to the stage of this world's so-called Divine-level Expert, Yang Ling paid more attention to his potential breakthroughs in his Wizard Techniques. He knew exactly where he should focus his efforts. Using the Wizard Techniques and Magical Beast Army, a high-level Divine Wizard was already powerful enough to deal with a Low-level Deity in this world. According to the explanation on the Stele, his abilities would be boosted several times after advancing to the level of Soul Wizard. When that time comes, perhaps even a Mid-level Deity of this world would no longer be a match for him. He could not imagine what kind of battle capabilities he would possess if he achieved another breakthrough while at the level of Soul Wizard, cultivating his abilities to the level of Wizard Deity!

Filled with antic.i.p.ation for the future, Yang Ling came to the jail facility where he had imprisoned the angels, prepared to obtain the memories of the high-level angels to discover the secrets behind the Angel Battle Formation. If he could use the Angel Battle Formation on the Magical Beast Army and layer on the strength of tens of thousands of low-level Magical Beasts, the battle capabilities of the Magical Beast Army would undoubtedly reach a terrifying state.

"Devil, what are you trying to do, let us out!"

"Let us out. The Core Deity would not let you off for defiling a high-level angel!"

Seeing Yang Ling look at them with malicious intent, the angels instinctively felt a strong sense of danger, shouting fearfully. Unfortunately, their strength had declined considerably after being heavily injured, and they were helpless to retaliate under the constraints of the tiny Imprisonment Restriction.

"Under the sky of the Great Wizard, your Core Deity would be unable to save you even if he were to come here personally!" Looking at the young, beautiful female angels, seeing how they were seething with rage, Yang Ling let out a sinister laugh, "You will soon know what I am about to do. A devil naturally has to do what he loves doing!"

The angels had fair skin and a voluptuous figure. If this was the twenty-first century Earth, they would definitely be a top-notch car or runway model. Their perky peaks almost burst out of their robes, shaking like a rabbit as they struggled. Their slender waists and large, perky b.u.t.t formed a stark contrast, making them look especially alluring…They sure lived up to their names of pure, beautiful angels!

The angels were beautiful, each one more beautiful than the last, but unfortunately for them, they backed the wrong camp. In order to obtain the secrets of the Angel Battle Formation, Yang Ling did not mind being the one to defile them. He walked toward them, one step at a time.