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Faylen

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## [source]

pope of the Goddess of Spring Water

Now that she was the pope of the Goddess of Spring Water, she could cast grade 8 spells at level 15.

Church of Spring Water. After the sixth holy war wherein Neian was quelled by the three goddesses and Richard's forces, this new pope was now level 17.

The battle in the Bloodstained Lands had eliminated most of Neian’s battle priests and paladins. With these most loyal worshippers having died, Neian’s powers had taken a hit as well; he could not sustain his assault on the three goddesses and was left with no choice but to retreat.

The souls in Neian’s divine kingdom had suffered heavy losses as well. Initially held back by the forces of the three goddesses, they had lost momentum with the defeat in the mortal world and slowly been pushed back. Neian had traded the Goddess of the Hunt and the Goddess of the Forest blow for blow, but once the war front had reached the Goddess of Spring Water, he had lost a sizeable chunk of his forces.

The three goddesses absorbed the strength of the souls that had perished in their kingdom, growing stronger with time. By the time Neian was forced into retreat, even the Goddess of the Hunt and the Goddess of the Forest had recouped most of their losses.

Having won in the mortal world, Faylen had been boosted to level 17 by the Goddess of Spring Water. Furthermore, she had been given a secret decree; any child she had with Richard would continue her papal legacy. So long as she conceived, she would be boosted to level 18 as well. Few priests or priestesses in history had advanced so quickly in their time.

With this oracle in mind, Faylen constantly pressed her body into Richard’s as she recounted the events. Fuschia seethed with rage, eyes piercing through the impudent priestess on behalf of her mistress, but she forced herself to remain calm. 5;7
Demigod

A bastard demigod was not directly associated with the power of their divine parent, allowing them to absorb any divinity they wished. This was why gods feared them so much. However, there were countless planes outside of Faelor that were different or just more powerful, while the Eternal Dragon was a being that surpassed planes altogether. If a mere demigod in a secondary plane could engulf the old dragon’s power, then Faelor wouldn’t have been so weak. 6;21

Although they were called bastard children, cursed demigods weren’t necessarily the offspring of any deity. These demigods were almost the antithesis of deities, and it was in their very nature to destroy and betray. Having been born into the power of laws, they held great power from a young age and grew at a surprising pace. If such a demigod attained full control and achieved the legendary realm, they would immediately plunge Faelor into an era of darkness. Such a creature’s final evolution would absorb the last dregs of energy within the plane, destroying all of existence and shattering the crystal sphere before returning the plane to the void.

He wasn’t sure if the gods of Faelor knew all of this, but from the looks of it they had no clue. At the very least, they didn’t realise the full repercussions of what they were planning. Even in Norland, such demigods were hunted down and killed on sight.

Of course, it wasn’t like they would listen if he told them that; he couldn’t exactly reveal that he came from another plane that knew these things. Ironically, this meant an invader was currently fighting for the fate of all life in Faelor. 6;26
Anan Family

The **Anas** is an aristocratic family of the Sacred Alliance Empire that allied with Richard Archeron in order to enter Faust. They had taken the island of the Schumpeters and became the newest member of the Fourteen.

## Overview

If they succeeded in defeating the Schumpeters, the Anan Family would be the first group to enter Faust since Gaton and his thirteen had forced their way in all those years ago. Having threatened them once before, the Mensas would suffer as much of a blow to their reputation as their allies. However, Duke Mensa was surprisingly quiet even though the Mensa armies were mobilised to join the defence.

On the other hand, Dario was just an embodiment of rage. His cries and shouts rang throughout the Schumpeter island while their armies were pulled back from their planes, but the total strength he could gather was pitiful. Even more infuriating was the fact that some of his commands were being ignored; his scheme to merge the family with the Mensas had been revealed, garnering dissent from many of the elders.

Traditionally, the nobles of the seventh layer of islands would send troops to stop the Anans while those from the sixth would provide appropriate aid to any side they backed. However, ‘appropriate’ had never been given a concrete definition; the Anans thus had fifteen rune knights and a hundred shadowspear knights marching amongst their ranks.

Faust broke into a huge commotion the moment this news broke out, doubts coming from all over. The power of the Anans’ elite force was basically doubled, and the implication was clear that any rune knights provided to the Schumpeters would be met in kind. However, the representative Richard sent to the assembly only had one thing to say: the Archerons would only cease interference if the Mensas and Josephs stopped all of their support to the Schumpeters.

The Josephs were fine— they were far too focused on themselves to meddle with external affairs right now— but the Mensas could not stop anymore. The army had already been mobilised, and Duke Mensa had already declared publicly that he would protect the Schumpeters to the death. The Duke thus emphasised his stand with an impassioned speech: if Richard wanted war, then so be it!
Krangma

I am a senior warrior of the Azuresnow Shrine[6;41] lvl 20

A few days later, right on the border of the plains and the rolling mountains, he came across a huge old tree with an abnormally tall black tyrannosaur underneath, a barbarian woman next to it leant against the bark while wiping her sword. She was an entire foot taller than him, her sword alone just as large as his body.

Richard frowned at the sight; he could feel that this would be his first true challenge since he arrived. Bringing Carnage out of the case, he started walking towards her.

My main purpose in coming here is to test your skills. Defeat me, and I will give you the qualifications to participate in the holy ceremony. If not, return the Tooth and return to Norland. Going to the ceremony would just mean death at that point.”
Earl Kimbaye

## [source]

Earl Kimbaye of the Millennial Empire was known far and wide, his father being the Iceridge Duke and his mother being Empress Gelan’s blood daughter— a sister of Greyhawk.

The Earl was an outstanding talent who was both gentle and wise. Although he looked rather ordinary for a family of beautiful men and women, his presence alone could make one forget all about that; he was the prince of many young ladies’ minds. Despite not liking practice, he found advancing all too easy; entering sainthood in his early twenties, he was already level 19. Kimbaye was the envy of warriors and mages everywhere.[7;21]

Earl Kimbaye was someone born into glory who belonged at the top of the ladder. Succeeding in this mission would just be another achievement in a long list; to him, extra success in these negotiations wouldn’t be worth much. As such, he could remain calm and restrained, even acting kind to the Sacred Alliance if he wished to; that was the difference in their origins.
Divine Power

Divine force was the basis of a deity’s power, forming the bodies and equipment of their soldiers. It was a much greater quality of energy than mana or internal energy, and the gods’ use for it was rather fascinating. Divine warriors were basically magic summons, but unlike summons that lacked extensive intelligence or were projections from other planes, these summons had no time limits and could operate independently.

used instead of mana by priests clerics ect. Divine spells had a suppressive effect on magic, especially if they came from a pure force.

A lot of effects of divinity and magic manifested in the same way, but they were quite disparate powers[6;14]

As he came into contact with the power of laws himself, he had come to realise that divinity was in a way a condensation of the power of laws in a god’s domain. Even traces of a deity’s presence were bound to leave behind traces of the system of laws they controlled.[6;72]

It takes around a thousand units of divinity to light one's own godfire, becoming a true god of the world.

## Divine Summons

Divine warriors had more power and intelligence than even the broodmother’s battle drones while retaining most of their advantages. Gods truly were war machines; within her divine kingdom, Runai could constantly keep up an army of hundreds of thousands.

However, the inherent quality of divine warriors that gave them their advantages was also their biggest weakness: their souls. A large army didn’t come out of nowhere; every petitioner was once a pious worshipper who had prayed and held to their faith all their life. These souls and their own image of themselves made for an easy template to reform a warrior from, requiring little effort on the deity’s part. With them helping, the gods themselves could focus on a better use for their minds in their avatars.
Jacqueline

## [source]

Richard pointed at her. An hourglass suddenly appeared above her head and cracked, most of the sand within it trickling away.

Richard had used Blessing Redirection on her, which would mean she would get almost no grace from future ceremonies she hosted. With Noelene now positioned to become the next high priestess, which would certainly come with a drop in the number of ceremonies she was allowed to host in the first place, she would certainly take ages to level up.
Destiny

“The power of destiny is invisible, but it is stronger than anything else. If I had to give you an explanation, destiny is the combined law of everything in existence. It isn’t deterministic, but controlling it is very difficult. Few people can understand all the laws in existence, but you come close.”

Mountainsea was stunned by this explanation. She had never expected this one ability of hers to have such a profound effect.

Nasia continued, “You’re gifted, and your mere presence will ensure that destiny abandons the other descendants of the Beast God. They will meet with various obstacles until one eventually removes them from existence.”

“But why?”

“I don’t know either. I have only seen this happen before in the past; when someone with a powerful destiny appears in an ancient bloodline, the other descendants of that bloodline go extinct.”

1. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 49
Io

Io
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## [source]

A heavenly guardian summoned by Flowsand.

His desire for beauty was far greater than his desire for power. Hated the gods more than devils and demons.

Io and Richard were amongst the most handsome of men. 6;12

Was meant to support Richard as a battle priest.

We come from the same place. All we can tell you is that it is a world controlled by the Eternal Dragon; all our memories of the place are suppressed and we are forbidden from describing it. -v4ch116

His body started glowing with increasing amounts of energy, and in the blink of an eye it was like a new sun had formed in mid-air. This was the ability Io had gained after becoming a grand priest, somewhat similar to the Eternal Glory formation laid down in the City of the Unsetting Sun to defend them from the Daxdians. It radiated holy energy within a certain range, injuring or even killing creatures of darkness, chaos, or undeath. This ability was even more powerful than Richard’s Devout Prayer, and at the same time quite fitting for the battle priest’s personality. [6;21

Gave a map to Richard and turned into dust after asking for water. [Book 9: Chapter 120]

 lvl 13

## Abilities

Io blanched, snorting as he stopped moving around. His body started glowing with increasing amounts of energy, and in the blink of an eye it was like a new sun had formed in mid-air. This was the ability Io had gained after becoming a grand priest, somewhat similar to the Eternal Glory formation laid down in the City of the Unsetting Sun to defend them from the Daxdians. It radiated holy energy within a certain range, injuring or even killing creatures of darkness, chaos, or undeath. This ability was even more powerful than Richard’s Devout Prayer, and at the same time quite fitting for the battle priest’s personality. 6;21

### **Planar War**

The battle priest still had his reservations about the decision to spare lives. In his view, planar war was a process of chasing resources and working towards one’s own interests. Many nobles of Norland and other planes had promoted fair trade in the past, but that idea had flopped every time. Thus the saying: even the orcs of Norland were more attractive than the best beauties of another plane.

The hate between planes was indescribable, but in one way it could just be considered the conflict of different systems of laws. 6;27
Aquila

Apeiron continued to explain the history of the Vortex, giving Richard a broad overview of this place. Many past generations had sought it out, hailing from different races on different planes but with the same ultimate goal. Most of them were just legends, unable to traverse thousands of kilometres at a time like Richard could. A single trip could cost them a century, so they had to proceed very cautiously. These natural portals were a way in, but not all of them were shortcuts. Some were simply fatal traps; one needed to use their flesh and blood to tell which was which.

The first one to discover these portals was an epic being from Aquila. They didn’t hide the discovery, instead making the coordinates public and even building a Lighthouse of Time nearby for navigation. That being decided to head into the Eternal Vortex, and nothing was heard from them ever again. Many other portals were discovered after that, but in their memory most made it a point to construct some form of coordinates next to the portals for the convenience of future explorers. Generation after generation slowly progressed into the depths of the Eternal Vortex.
Deepblue

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* Deepblue (Sharon's Fort)
* Deepblue Aria Meditation Technique
* Deepblue Aria (Grade 6 Rune)
* Deepblue Fragment (Grade 2 Rune)
Bloodline

Bloodline often determined class on this plane, from the elven descent of the Millennial Empire to the celestial blood in the Sacred Tree and the titan blood of the Sacred Alliance. A strong bloodline was often important in determining the chance of a family producing a prodigy, so all older nobles were working tirelessly to either enhance or merge their bloodlines with others. Many strong voices now considered the Archerons to be equal to the other royal bloodlines of Norland, which would automatically garner respect from the older families.

## Overview

bloodlines affect more than just our strength; the greater their power, the more different your body is from normal.

Marrying the strongest of two tribes rarely resulted in a significant growth in the strength of the offspring’s bloodline; if it were such a simple thing, all of Norland’s nobles would be unlocking frighteningly powerful abilities as a standard.

In fact, the strength of one’s bloodline only mattered as a threshold. Richard himself was only half-Archeron, but his blood was far more powerful than any of his siblings. Nobody in Norland knew exactly why things were so, but the amount of chance involved made bloodlines a poor reason to force such unions. There was no lack of branch families that had unlocked powerful bloodline abilities and overthrown the main line in history: Gaton himself was one such example.

Some families certainly had a degree of understanding as to how bloodlines worked; this was why Agamemnon could only participate in the fight for the Ironblood Dukedom after spending time in the Land of Dusk honing himself. However, even legendary mages that grasped the power of laws could not fully decipher the mysteries of the blood; the idea of these boors just mating their strongest bloodlines in the hopes of unlocking a more powerful one was just laughable. 6;94

Just mating two powerful bloodlines doesn’t ensure they merge. There are so many more factors to consider, and the offspring might even be weaker than any of the individual parents.
Brolin Archeron

## [source]

The leader of the rune knights removed his helmet for a moment, gripping his lance tightly as he looked at the warriors of the City of Saints. He couldn’t help but shudder at the realisation that the front line of the charge would likely die, but in the face of such danger the leader could not afford to be in the back. The Archerons always led the charge, and even Richard was starting to follow that tradition despite being a mage. As a knight of great renown amongst his fellow warriors, he could not shrink back.

He raised his left hand, gently brushing it across his breastplate. Despite the leather, metal, and fabric separating him from his heart, he could feel the warmth of an ink painting in his inner pocket. It was something one of his comrades had drawn for him, and despite the art not being fantastic it captured the essence of a middle-aged couple with three children.

It was a common family, but a happy one that was envied by many. It was also his home, the source of his endless valiance. His sons were already bragging about their father being a rune knight, talking endlessly about how they wanted to follow in his footsteps. The middle-aged man sighed. After this battle, he would likely be dead. Those boasts would then be mixed in with sadness, but the pride would still remain.

And yet, things were different now. Every battle in the past he had wondered how his children would live if he died, his heart would clench at the thought of his wife having to fend for herself. He was only a mercenary, living a dangerous life with little reward; there was no money for them to be taken care of. Now, he knew that his children would brag about Brolin Archeron to fellow knights in training as they grew up in Richard’s care. His wife would not have to worry about work if he were maimed or killed, for his current lord would ensure she would live out her life in peace. 5;69

The middle-aged man’s expression darkened as he turned back to look at the shadowspear knights charging ahead, knowing that some of them likely came from backgrounds of poverty like he did.
Bard

**Bard** is a versatile class of musicians, capable in combat, politics, and magic alike. Bards practiced magic as they would art or song, using their artistic talents to induce magical effects that either bolstered their allies or hindered their enemies, typically through charm and battle-cries.

In addition to their magical skills, bards were artistically talented and extraordinarily well-learned, possessing knowledge in a wide range of fields. Bards were among the most versatile of adventurers, capable of learning from practically any trade.

Both literally and figuratively enchanting, bards drew upon, more than perhaps any other profession, the works of all who'd come before them. Storytellers, musicians, enchanters, dancers, and lorekeepers, bards were prone to wanderlust, traveling from one place to another in search of new lore or perhaps in the hopes of spreading what they already knew.

## Notable Characters

* Wilde
* Olar Floatwind
Chinese

richard Archeron 李察.阿克蒙德

Sharon 苏海伦

flowsand 流砂

Mountainsea 山与海

Alice Archeron 艾莉婕.阿克蒙德

Rosie mensa 门萨·珞琪

Gordon 歌顿

Devil King Modred, Dragon Master Lina, Dark Priest Achilles, Rage Warrior Ward, Thief Seldon, Blood Knights Senma, Kailan and Capita, Bifeng, Colleen.

魔王莫德雷德，龙法师丽娜，黑暗牧师阿西瑞斯，狂暴拳战士沃尔德，小偷塞尔冬，血之圣骑士森马，凯兰和凯德， 比冯， 科琳

Elena 伊兰妮

Philip 菲利浦

-- princess 无定公主

niris 尼瑞斯

gangdor 刚德

Waterflower 水花

Tiramisu 提拉米苏

Olar floatwind 奥拉尔.浮风

dragon of eternity 永恒与时光之龙

alucia 艾露西娅

## spoiler

Freire

Serra

https://baike.baidu.com/item/%E7%BD%AA%E6%81%B6%E4%B9%8B%E5%9F%8E/10010408#2\_9
Blacklight

Blacklight is a Daxdian demon who has stayed with Richard for a short time. He was forcibly taken away by Marshal Rundstedt and Hasting, dealing a great blow to Richard's psychology. He knew that Richard was no less stubborn than Rundstedt. That demon likely didn’t matter at all before, but now it had become a humiliation that would dig into his heart.

This demon is a perfect youth who looks to be a royal even in the Dranicus tribe, approaching the upper echelons of Daxdian society. With ample time, I’ll be able to discover any fatal weaknesses the royal demons have, giving me the power to fight the Forbidden Eye on equal grounds. I promise to disclose my findings to everyone present, giving us a great advantage when dealing with all demons. 5;98

-Do all of you demons know our language?”

The demon went silent for a while before answering, “No, only we of the **Dranicus**.”

Richard pressed down on the top of the table to test its balance before looking at the demon with some interest, “Dranicus? Hmm, your tribe has a high position amongst the demons?”

The young demon seemed to grow more fluent in Norlandic as he spoke, and this time he said proudly, “We Dranicus are amongst the apex of demonkind, one of the **royal tribes** of Daxdus.” [5;89]--

## Plot

this is demon who invaded Richards dwelling in the Capital of the Unsetting Sun when he was crafting runes. the demons instincts made him obey Richards order (to not move) and richard kept him alive.

When Hasting learns of Blacklight, he decides to get his hand on Blacklight (Hasting has a revenge to take from daxdian demons). Richard had to make a decision between saving Waterflower or keeping Blacklight alive.

However, he had once told Blacklight that he could be safe so long as he didn’t leave the house or do anything foolish. The youth had followed both rules perfectly, but he had still been caught.

*Perhaps the demonic youth was still crouching there in the corner, looking at him with awe and curiosity.* As he thought of this, Richard muttered a few curses under his breath. His damned blessings wouldn’t give him even a moment’s respite. He knew that Hasting would have started his “research” work, so Blacklight’s torment had begun.

And yet, what could he even do? It wasn’t like he could run into Hasting’s shrine and take Blacklight by force. Regardless of ability, that would put him at odds with a leader of his own race for the sake of a demon who had killed countless of his kin. There wasn’t even a point. The juvenile demon couldn’t just lay crouched in the shade for the rest of his life. The war had to end some day, and prisoners were never released in the battlefields of despair. There was one truth in Rundstedt’s words— neither the Norlanders nor the Daxdians considered each other equal life.

Ultimately, Richard gives Blacklight away. He feels very bad about this and leaves the Capital of the Unsetting Sun. He is followed by most of the saint experts (whom he has saved with his runes), leaving the Capital of the Unsetting Sun in a much weakened state.
Elemental Agility

a basic buff-type rune

Richards' first rune created in v1ch27A

"The moment the warhorse paused, Richard saw that a portion of the scales on its chest had been removed. The elementary agility rune had been placed there instead, and this obviously wasn’t just a simple embedding. The beast hide had been trimmed and processed, planted on the corresponding spot with meticulous care.

The armoured warhorse’s snorts grew rougher, and the rune at its chest began to flicker. This was a sign that the rune had absorbed the beast’s mana, beginning to activate.

Stimulated by powerful bloodlust, the horse went completely berserk! It got up on two legs and released a long neigh, beginning to charge like lightning once its hooves touched the ground. It looked like it wanted to jump over two piles of logs in its way, breaking through the border fences to regain its freedom.

Just as the armoured horse jumped into the air, the rune suddenly emanated dazzling light. The horse showed astounding ability as one leap took it astoundingly far, crossing the first pile but then smashing it into the second. This jump alone was half a fold of increased jump distance!

Wood shavings flew everywhere, and the heavy logs were sent rolling by the impact. A log that was half a metre long was the one to bear the brunt of the impact, almost being torn in half!

The warhorse grew dizzy with the impact, its head spinning as it couldn’t determine its location. It started charging in all directions, the rune on its chest glowing as it further increased its speed.

However, this evidently surpassed the limits of the horse’s control. It sometimes ran too far, or sometimes it misjudged the distance and crashed into the fence. Sometimes it just jumped too high or too far, causing it to lose its balance mid-air and fall face-down.

Dull thuds sounded everywhere, and pieces of wood, mud, and stone fell everywhere. The gigantic body of the warhorse practically turned into a black phantom as it darted around at unimaginable speeds, smashing right into the obstacles with its body. With its body weight and speed, the horse itself had become a terrifying weapon, the slightest of impacts causing terrifying damage.

Watching the armoured horse speeding around the lab like lightning, Richard could only gape. He was quite familiar with this often-seen beast, but he’d never thought it could reach such speeds. Seeing the terrifying power of the horse after it sped up… This was like a whole new species!"

1. ↑ v1ch27C
Greyfeather

an old elf dressed in luxurious robes and adorned with many ornaments 6;101

As the closest relative of the Grand Elder, I will hold on to the Skylance for a while until we select a new one. Afterwards, it will be handed over. Melia, the artefact will no longer be in your hands.”

“Greyfeather, you…” Melia was shocked and angry, not knowing what to say. Greyfeather was Tzu’s nephew, and she had never expected him to jump out and compete for the Skylance. He had even destroyed the will she had handed over to him!

Greyfeather ignore Melia, saying loudly, “All in favour of keeping the Skylance?”

Six arms were raised high.

“Next, we should consider talking to the Duskword Tribe to end the war.”

This time, five arms were lifted up, and Melia’s gaze was still desperate.

It was at this point that the door to the treehouse was kicked open, Richard’s voice ringing out, “Which motherfucker wants to speak with the Duskwords?” 6;113

Richard nodded and grabbed Greyfeather, throwing him into the air. The tree of life stretched out a few branches and wrapped them around the middle-aged elf’s hands and legs, stretching him apart.

“This was a rebel who colluded with the Duskword Tribe, sending three hunting teams to their deaths. Look carefully, this is the punishment for such traitors.”

Hearing this, Greyfeather seemed to sense his end and screamed with all his strength, “I am the Grand Elder’s blood nephew, the Skylance and Evernight Tribe should be mine! MINE! I WANT YOU DEAD, FOREIGNER! MELIA YOU BITCH, THIS WAS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU’LL ALL DIE WHEN THE FOREST CAMP COMES!”

Richard ignored Greyfeather’s hysterical screams, lighting a small flame on his finger and sending it towards Greyfeather’s torso. The flame was extremely dull, not even looking like it could burn Greyfeather’s clothes, but the elf immediately screamed in pain upon contact. The branches of the tree of life squirmed as well, fully intent on staying as far away from those flames as possible.
Drow

**Drow**, also known as **dark elves**, **deep elves**, **night elves** are a dark-skinned sub-race of elves. In many ways, the drow resembled other elves. Their bodies were wiry and athletic, while their faces were chiseled and attractive, though they were shorter and thinner than other elven sub-races.
Gesang

## [source]

[6;48]

“Years ago, I was still living rather close to the sea and met a brave fighter from Norland. I… fell in love with the hunter who had come all the way to Klandor to find prey. He eventually told me he would come back to take me away, but during the next hunting festival the best hunter in the tribe walked into my tent. He was the hero of the tribe, bringing enough food for us to last weeks… I was very young then, and although I tried there was no way to resist. It…” she sniffled, “It was a painful night.

“The Norlander returned to Klandor one year later, but by then I already had a baby. He only looked at me once before turning around, and I never saw him again. I was scared that this would happen, I knew that some of the things that are accepted here are not okay in Norland, but…”
Casir

## [source]

**High Prince Casir** is one of the four epic beings of the current Elven Empire in Lithgalen. He was an assassin who later turned into a sword saint. Skilled at double blades.

Prince Casir’s biggest strength came by his speed and skill; once he gained control of the rhythm of the battle, he would eviscerate his opponents in a storm of blades. A single mistake in the face of this relentless offensive meant death.

At 2.2 metres, Cassie was fairly tall and strong. The pair of swords around his waist made it clear that he was a warrior, and his long golden hair had been braided and knotted so it wouldn’t interfere in battle.

## Plot

### **Fighting Richard**

At level 25, Richard remained calm, only moving the minimum amount he needed to to block the blows. Moonlight’s slashes suddenly seemed extremely delicate, parrying hundreds upon hundreds of attacks every second. He remained on the defensive, where it looked like he would be stabbed several times if he made the slightest mistake, but it was equally true that the slightest slowdown from Casir would lead to a deadly counter.

But this wasn’t just a contest of speed and sword skill. The two were also fighting over the laws in the region, with Casir trying to manipulate and slow Richard repeatedly. It was just that Richard thwarted him every time, leaving him more and more afraid of relaxing his attack. He quickly realised that even the slightest of freedom would allow Richard to start suppressing him entirely.

The two thus turned into invisible streaks in the sky, so fast that people couldn’t even follow their afterimages. Only the constant screech of steel on steel reminded them that there was a battle between plane-shattering powers just above them, with either party being strong enough to kill them all.

Even a small difference in skill could barrel into a huge disadvantage when one was at the peak of their field. Richard’s oppression had forced Casir to go all out from start to end, quickly draining the elf’s physical and mental faculties. This battle was quite similar to the one with Apeiron, but Casir was markedly worse and thus succumbed much faster.

In truth, Richard himself was a little surprised by the ease of the victory. He had expected a quick collapse, but it had still happened far earlier than his predictions. The only conclusion was that the prince’s will was significantly weaker than Apeiron’s, but when he thought about it this made sense. Few people could have her resilience, especially if they grew up living comfortably like the elves.

## References

1. ↑ 1.0 1.1 Book 9, Chapter 93
2. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 94
Crimson Inferno

rune that was infamously difficult to complete just like Lifesbane. As a grade 4 rune that required one to be on the verge of becoming a saint runemaster to craft, it also needed its crafter to have legendary magic and a great pyromancer’s level of fire control. The rune itself had a simple use: it greatly magnified the power of any fire-related spells or abilities. With such difficulty to create and the small niche it served alongside the enormous cost, the blueprint was almost freely available in the open market.

When Richard had first obtained the design for this rune, he had studied it intensively and discovered some issues with it. The designer was undoubtedly a genius in terms of his conceptual ability, but he clearly didn’t have the ability to craft this himself. Thankfully, his truename granted him a grand pyromancer’s control over fire via the abyssal flames, so he could make the necessary changes to get it to work. After some miscellaneous changes and corrections, he had pushed down the crafting requirements to level 20. He himself, with his other advantages, could now craft it at level 19.

Ever since he absorbed the blue moon, Richard had already fulfilled the requirements to use this altered Crimson Inferno rune

[7;50]
Daxdus

Daxdus is similar to the abyss and the hells. The powerhouses there rarely use armour, relying on the might of their own bodies. Moreover, most of them directly swallow various kinds of minerals and absorb the essence to strengthen their own bodies; some of their number can be considered walking warehouses of rare minerals. But their strength is proportional to their value; those warehouses also have terrifying abilities that one cannot easily match.

The inhabitants of Daxdus command a mixed power of darkness and chaos. Darkness is something most priests can repel, but the power of chaos is a natural enemy of divinity.

## Description

Daxdus was a little similar to Norland, but the main elements there were chaos and darkness. Its inhabitants were humanoid as well, but affected by the energy of chaos they were taller, stronger, and more violent. The civilisation was quite advanced as well, but while Norland placed equal importance on social status and power, they only cared about the latter.

Daxdians had a natural resistance towards darkness, chaos, and fire.

[Daxdus is a plane ruled by chaos and darkness, similar to the abyss. They don’t have any mages; the closest spellcasters are their dark sorcerers, and those fellows cast spells by instinct and not training. Only legendary beings there can actually study proper magic, but even then it’s magic of darkness.

Daxdian magic resistance is based around their toughness

have almost no resistance to pure magical energy like with lightning.]

“The inhabitants of Daxdus command a mixed power of darkness and chaos. Darkness is something most priests can repel, but the power of chaos is a natural enemy of divinity. Healing spells cast on these injuries could even backfire, and powerful ones like Restoration might just kill her

## Daxdian Races

ten epic beings of Daxdus

1. enclave centaur
2. wanga black sorcerer
3. tomiller devils
4. Skavens
5. manos lizard
6. lightning drake
7. Devilfish/sasorma
8. Blade guardian
9. Demons
10. Draconian
11. slave ants

1. ↑ v5ch38
2. ↑ v5ch42
3. ↑ 4;112
4. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 81
5. ↑ v5ch38
6. ↑ 5;91
Abyss Lord Archeron Bloodline

The Archeron bloodline was very ancient and mysterious, powerful yet unstable. An entire twenty two different types of abilities had appeared so far in the family, and the purer the bloodline the more powerful the abilities became. It gave rise to beings of unparalleled power. [1;71]

the Archerons can barely be considered amongst the upper classes of the abyss.

Gaton Archeron

Goliath Archeron

Werrington Archeron

Warren Archeron

Demi Archeron

Venica Archeron

Alice Archeron

## Source

The **Archlord Demon** that Richard Archeron found in Genesis might have been the source of the Archeron demons in Norland.
Archbishop Ruford

## [source]

**Archbishop Ruford** was a powerful individual within the Church of Glory. He’s second only to Hendrick, and the difference in their power isn’t particularly great.

Fought against Richard due to a dispute with the missing divine gold in Marquess Brahm's territory. The fight evolved into an all out brawl with the church.

## Overview

Some of the cardinals had grown weaker with age, but most of them were still beyond level 18. Archbishop Ruford himself was level 21, and the pope even stronger.

The legendary priest was no more than a hundred years old; even though the clergy lived shorter lives than those who obtained their power themselves, the man would still have another century to grow stronger. If not for Martin being a divine child, he would actually supercede Hendrick in terms of a claim to papacy.

Richard stared at the Marquess with interest. Even now, the man was unwilling to admit defeat, “Sigh. Admirable courage, but without the intellect to match. Yes, this *is* a challenge to the Sacred Tree Empire. Yes, the Empire *does* want to punish me. Unfortunately, I already beat them back once.”

“You… what? How?!” Brahms was truly shocked.

“Mm, don’t expect any help. Thomas is dead, as is Ruford.”

“Thomas… Ruford…”

“The news should come here soon, but it’s a pity you won’t be around.”

Brahms didn’t even hear Richard’s last words, already having turned deathly pale with his eyes glazed over as he muttered the two names to himself repeatedly. These two had been his final hope, the last anchor he had held onto with all his might.

## References

1. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 60
2. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 70
3. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 76
Kaylen

two enormous armoured warriors. Each one had a small hill of bodies piled up in front of them. These were Kaylen and Kayde, two of Gaton’s thirteen.

Looking more closely, one could see other figures from Gaton’s entourage as well. They had all turned into corpses, but just like the two warriors there were mounds of bodies next to them.

This was an indescribable battle that had started off with a divine smite that tore the skies asunder. Gaton had naturally stood at the very top and blocked the attack, all of his followers and soldiers behind him. Afterwards, the enemies had surged forth like the tide as they crashed against this sole mountain over and over before dying on their path to the peak. All of Gaton’s warriors and knights had fallen in battle.

Nobody knew how long the war had lasted, but Gaton still stood tall as ever at the highest point, blocking all the attacks from the sky. This was a place nobody could step foot in, a place belonging to the eternal king.

deceased 5 - 1
Ancestral Worship

The faith of descendants allows an ancestor to absorb their offerings. The ultimate goal is still to allow your ancestors’ souls to become demigods, giving your family the option to borrow the power of your bloodline for a breakthrough when needed. This is only incompatible with the pantheon because it splits up faith, something they need as well.
Drakons

## [source]

This was one of the maple knights, only different from his comrades in that he had two swords crossed on his back instead of one. He had the figure of the average man, but he still quietly stopped Steelrock with that single hand. “You’re too brutal, let me do it.”

Drakons; this was a disciple of the Sword Saint. He of all people knew that levels weren’t everything to some people, including those like Beye, Martin, Zangru, and himself. Now, it seemed like Drakons would be on the same list. Still, after thinking for a while, he crushed the paper again and threw it into the basket.

Midnight the next day, he left the inn as usual and headed to the familiar ring. This time, he brought both Moonlight and the Judge. It took an entire half hour before he left and disappeared into the night, carrying the third of the magic-sealing cases. Moments later, a suppressed shout rang through the arena.

Against a fresh legendary Richard, he was swiftly defeated.

4th challenger.

## References

1. ↑ Book 3, Chapter 12
2. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 9
Deepblue Fragment

Deepblue Fragment, a rune he had been inspired to design after unleashing the astral affinity of his elven bloodline. It was a rune designed to simulate his bloodline’s properties, something far more difficult to do in a grade 2 rune than in grade 3. The rune was similar to Lifesbane, the difficulty laying in the complexity and precision instead of one’s level in magic.
However, the true origin of the Deepblue Fragment rune was the Deepblue Aria on Sharon’s body. Only after he had become a true runemaster did Richard gain the ability to perceive a small portion of the Deepblue Aria’s capabilities. However, if he could currently see a tree’s worth the full version of the Deepblue Aria was as vast as the Forest Plane.
Calor

## [source]

The man was called Calor, and he was Brahms' best general and a close friend. Although only a sky saint, he was particularly suited to battles against mages and would hopefully be able to last against Richard long enough for help to arrive. He has three hearts, giving him a chance to reach the legendary realm.

His saint ability was extremely powerful against mages, and he planned to catch the enemy off guard. An arrogant fool who though he could beat a legendary Richard as a sky saint.

Senma turned into a red shadow that attacked Calor from all directions, but the man managed to deflect everything with a thick yellow barrier of energy. She didn’t dare to take him on directly, and within moments Richard frowned as he realised she would lose. This opponent seemed stupid, but he at least had power.

He had fought legendary opponents on multiple occasions without faltering even in defeat, but Richard had crushed him in both body and soul. According to witnesses, Richard had just pushed Calor into the ground with one attack. However, the extent of the injuries made it seem like he had been stepped on by an abyssal dragon.
Bruno

a "lunatic" writing a book in the Valley of Darkness

is working on a law.

primitive method that wouldn’t bring about results in five thousand years

Richard immediately noticed countless pictures hidden within the divine power, detailing several different worlds. Every picture showcased Neian prominently, connecting to one of the deity’s countless miracles. It followed him from when his birth to when he had lit his godfire, including the creation of his divine kingdom.

Of course, that wasn’t what caught his eye. Those pictures were only a ruse, hiding the true contents of this so-called book.

The imprints of laws.

[6;16]
Duane

legendary warrior. Duane who had just become a legend

At this moment, the portal suddenly flickered as another legend walked out, taking a look at the confrontation in the sky and asking immediately, “Saunder! How have your profits been… wait, what’s going on here?”

Saunder waved it off, “I have some issues with Mister Richard here, Duane, just watch. Hehe, a saint runemaster really is an amazing thing, huh, you don’t even care about legends anymore. Why do I recall that the Archerons don’t have a single legend?”
Energy-absorbing Trees

In the middle of this land, Sharon’s face was filled with hesitation. She looked at Richard’s fascinated face a few times before taking out a few more shoots and planting them in the ground. This time, however, the heartache was clear and she looked like she would cry.

Richard landed back on the ground, “What trees are these?”

“Energy-absorbing trees!” Sharon grunted.

A cursory attempt to recall the term proving fruitless, Richard went through all the rare plant species he had heard of to no avail. This was clearly a species of plant that was incredibly valuable; given the kind of literature he had access to, it should have been impossible for him to not know about them. There was only one conclusion he could come to that made sense: this was a species that was considered beyond the legendary grade, so rare that only a handful of Norlanders had ever come across them.

1. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 29
Beast God

An interplanar god, similar to the Eternal Dragon

is the god of the barbarians in Klandor

"You might have a hundred ways to explain it away, but there are things the Beast God likes and things it doesn’t. This it would definitely hate." -Mountainsea [6;49]

"The Beast God will know sooner or later! He hates conspiracies in the dark"[6;51]

The Beast God is characterised by violent strength and pure offence; all of its defence comes from its high vitality. I think this information should help you decide just how to use this.”

These words snapped Richard out of his daze, and a light went off in his mind. He suddenly remembered something else had that could form the basis of a grade 6 rune: the activated ember essence. The combination of the two could fuse their laws into an optimal mix, possessing incomparable boosts to one’s vitality and recovery.

This was the final piece that would allow him to repair the Deepblue Aria!

1. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 71
Fuschia

## [source]

**Fuschia** was Alice Archeron’s most capable assistant, her right hand. A distant cousin, Fuschia possessed an unknown bloodline. Although not good at commanding troops, her talent in combat was said to be terrifying.

## **Plot**

Left behind by Alice Archeron as an assistant to protect Richard Archeron.

She was killed by the Reapers. Only her hand and ring was left behind.
Demons

Do all of you demons know our language?”

The demon went silent for a while before answering, “No, only we of the Dranicus.”

Richard pressed down on the top of the table to test its balance before looking at the demon with some interest, “Dranicus? Hmm, your tribe has a high position amongst the demons?”

The young demon seemed to grow more fluent in Norlandic as he spoke, and this time he said proudly, “We Dranicus are amongst the apex of demonkind, one of the royal tribes of Daxdus.”

[5;89]

Just like dragons, demons were treasure troves of materials that made up many important parts of their bodies. Even broken and mangled, they were worth something.
Alter World

The **Alter World** was the darkness to the void’s light. Very few beings in all of Norland’s history had even been able to peek at its existence, and nobody had ever explored it to a significant degree. In this regard, humans were somewhat like mayflies. Their entire existence hinged around order, and as such it was impossible for them to comprehend a different aspect of reality. Information about this world would be an enormous benefit to the entire race; it would allow them to actually start exploring the darkness beneath the light. They would be able to break apart the limits of laws themselves, obtaining absolute power in their own right.

Information on the alter world was valuable as well; only one Scholar had even attempted to go there in history, but they had immediately been taken over by the power of darkness there and turned into nothing. The only information that was transmitted back was a few paragraphs of indecipherable text.

The moment they shifted between worlds, everyone felt their vision dim into complete darkness. All the crushed creatures vanished, but suddenly there was no light nor sound in the surroundings. The Rainbow of the Moons was still shining brightly to protect Faust, but the city seemed to be a bubble in a pitch-black sea.

This was the dark side of the world.

Richard felt the fear within many of his followers, their minds rocked by the experience. He knew from experience that this wasn’t true emptiness— one simply needed a different perception to actually see it for what it was— but one could only understand that once they had successfully switched their perceptions at least once.

The alter world was considered the dark side of the world, where the laws were inverted entirely. Controlling the laws here was much easier than in the Darkness, as Richard could already see the flows of energy with his truesight. It wouldn’t be long before he could perceive and control the laws here, so he transmitted that information to calm everyone down.