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Faelor's Pantheon

**Faelor's Pantheon** is the group of Gods of Faelor. They are the pinnacle existences on the secondary plane.

## Plot

Despite the constant warfare and threat from the legends of the plane, the pantheon of Norland was actually much more stable than the one in Faelor. The rapid expansion ensured that most people with great power wouldn’t even consider becoming a deity, and the gods in general performed their duties and stayed out of the way. The divine wars in Faelor were primal and miserable, with both sides doing whatever they could to achieve victory.

### **Hidden History**

However, it is also their fault why the plane has yet to reach the level of Norland. A millenia ago the plane was at the same path of development with Norland; the start of interplanar travel. But the invasion of the astral beasts had forced them into sealing the borders of the plane and forming a pact with the pioneering legends of the plane. This was called the Treaty of the Gods.

### **Volume 7**

The three goddesses were at least allies of Richard, if not puppets already, and there was no doubt that he was a foreign invader. However, none of them were willing to bring up this issue; unlike the astral beasts, Richard wasn’t so foreign to them that they could unite the entire plane against him. Besides, he was clearly more powerful than the King of Steel and other legendary figures from the golden age, and their churches would be able to do nothing even if they grouped up. Four legends that had forced them into a compromise long ago had fallen at his hands.

But that wasn’t all; even despite all that, most gods still looked down on mere mortals. However, Sharon’s appearance had destroyed that perception entirely. Just how many years had passed since that fateful battle at the crystal walls? Most of those who had taken part were still injured, but she had returned not too long ago at full power. They could only sigh in relief that they weren’t her target; she had just entered a portal previously unknown to them and left.

Before they could recover from that shock, another powerful figure appeared. Intentionally or otherwise, the person they now knew as the Celestial Sage leaked an aura that had them nervous. He wasn’t stronger than Sharon, but he was clearly an experienced powerhouse in his own right.

The pantheon of Faelor was significantly powerful, but that was only in their divine kingdoms. Outside in the void, their power was passable at best. The laws of the plane restricted them from interfering personally in the mortal realm, forcing them to rely on avatars and children to do battle. Nothing could be done about someone on the level of Sharon or the Celestial Sage.
Kenny

rather short old man

legendary mage

asks for a mana armament from Richard after being called by Thor

this happens when Richard meets Thor and shows the mana armament as his reason for his next rune convention

[6;82]

A short while later, Richard got the chance to witness the true power of a legendary mage once more. Less than a minute after Thor finished speaking, black light just erupted from the void and tore space apart. Richard took a subconscious step behind as they pulled open a rift, and a rather short old man jumped out from within, blue beard swaying as he roared angrily, “I’ve been stalking a black astral beast for more than a month! I almost found its nest, you old coot! You better not be lying to me!”

this man’s powers were unfathomable, and the fact that he managed to aim a portal so precisely despite being off in the void showed that his control of magic was far beyond what even Manacycle could afford.

Even though Kenny was a mage, he had lightning-quick reflexes.

Richard still shook his head, but before he could speak Kenny turned blue and raged, “The only reason I need this is for my exploration of the Twisting Galaxy, you wouldn’t be able to find someone else willing to pay this much. Don’t bite off more than—”

Thor put a hand over the man’s mouth, glaring for a moment before turning to Richard, “I apologise, this old bastard is always very anxious. He’s been dreaming of this for more than a decade now, the Twisting Galaxy has something that is very important to him.

There are some circumstances where one cannot use magic, like when one’s enemies are immune to or can reflect magic. This rune would be a lifesaver in those situations. Take Old Kenny for example, he’s had some problems with a bunch of weaklings in the Twisting Galaxy who are completely immune to magical energy. With Mana Armament, he could just smash them apart.
Duke Mensa

## First

It was not a tranquil evening in Faust. Several griffins glided across the night sky, bathed in the brilliance of the seven moons as their riders skillfully landed them onto the first island of Faust’s seventh layer. Several important figures gathered in a lavish and spacious living room, representing not themselves but the families standing behind them.

Between the two sides sat a stern-looking old man. This was Duke Bickar Mensa, the head of the Mensas that occupied what was commonly called island 7-1. Like the Josephs, the Mensas were well-known aristocrats that had their legacies passed down through generations. Their existence was even older than that of the Sacred Alliance, their power evident just from their position amongst the fourteen.

On the duke’s left was Baron Raymond Joseph, while on his right was a handsome yet sinister-looking youth. That was Viscount Dasher of the Wellington Family, true big-shots that occupied the island 6-3. As for the last representative, the one from the Schumpeters that occupied island 7-7, he could only sit further away, at the side of Viscount Dasher.

These four families combined made for an extremely powerful force. As for the issue that had gathered them all together? The threat of the Archerons, of Richard Archeron.

## Overview

Everyone looked towards the man who had brought forth a bulk of the family’s success in recent years, a cunning wolf who did not hesitate to bring his opponents down with conspiracy instead of strength.

The Duke was also famous for being extremely easy to enrage. He routinely destroyed entire families for meaningless slights, using that as an excuse to seize all their property. This was a person who could not tolerate the growth of his enemies. 6;5

allied with the Schumpeter Family, he tried to eliminate the Archeron family. He ended up losing many soldiers, his close allie Schumpeter Family, and a lot of face.

he is a supporter of prince neil or Ryan

he created a plot to stop Richard from becoming a duke and stopping Nyris from becoming the emperor.

[6;5] “ENOUGH!” Duke Mensa finally interrupted the farce, immediately bringing the room to silence. Everyone looked towards the man who had brought forth a bulk of the family’s success in recent years, a cunning wolf who did not hesitate to bring his opponents down with conspiracy instead of strength.

The Duke was also famous for being extremely easy to enrage. He routinely destroyed entire families for meaningless slights, using that as an excuse to seize all their property. This was a person who could not tolerate the growth of his enemies.
Evernight Tree of Life

the moonforce in the tribe reaching its densest point once more. The elves here used the well to judge the time, but Richard could directly tell that it was midnight from the ambient moonforce. While he was engrossed in meditation, specks of light suddenly floated in front of him and converged into the image of a cervitaur, a humanoid upper body with the lower body of a white deer. A female voice rang out, “Hello, Richard.”

Richard immediately opened his eyes and focused on the image, the surprise evident in his expression, “I thought you needed to reach adulthood to form an image of yourself.”

“I come from Silvermoon Palace, how could I be compared to those little trees here?” the Evernight tree of life seemed upset. 6;106

At this point, an older man stepped forward, “Lord Richard, forgive her. Most of the tribe has lived on this land for the past century, and this place is familiar and comfortable. This is a special meadow, one not easily replaced; even if the Tree of Life lasts the journey, it will take another century for the tribe to grow comfortable with it.”

Richard frowned slightly, putting his hand on the ground and beginning to feel the aura of the place. He didn’t feel anything special at first, but as his mind calmed further his elven bloodline pulsed ever so slightly. As he tried to capture that feeling, his perception started to warp.

A silken warmth started radiating from the ground under him, the power of nature weak yet extremely pure. He slowly inhaled this energy and felt its strength, realising that it was the power of the tree of life. The tree had spent a century pumping energy into this fertile land, and it had slowly taken on her qualities. The evernight elves would grow stronger just living here.

To the elves, this meadow was a hometown but on a much larger scale. It felt like one’s very soul was meant to be here, and feeling the sheer comfort of it all Richard quickly realised just why the elves were so attached to their trees of life.
Book of Holding

**Book of Holding** is a magical item owned by Richard Archeron.

## Description

It was something that belonged to a divine being from another plane and there were a total of nine pages. Once all nine pages were found, the book could be reformed and completed, and it was rumoured that a part of the book’s powers could be realised for every two pages assembled.

## Abilties

It is capable of storing magic such as fireballs and lightning bolts and releasing them.

Without enough pages one couldn’t cast high-level spells at all. A sole page was magical by Faelor’s alchemical standards, but it only able to accommodate one spell up to grade 5 it had little use. However, three gathered together would allow for a total of five grade 7 spells. This was immensely useful.
Inheritance of the Gods: Bloodline Theory

It didn’t take long to find a chapter called Bloodline Fusion, and a specific section detailing the darkthunder titan and golden moonriver bloodlines. It stated that the offspring of these two lineages could produce a descendant with both flowing in them at once, with a minimal chance of someone possessing a fused bloodline that was of an even higher standard.

This book was written by a legendary mage called Russel, so long ago that he was one of a handful in all of Norland back then. He was a veritable tyrant that could roam through the void without worry, but he was remembered mainly for his pioneering achievements in bloodline theory. Inheritance of the Gods was the accumulation of his life’s work, containing a systematic theory on the emergence of bloodline abilities that addressed topics like concentration, fusion, and mutation. Although many of his conjectures hadn’t been proven by experiment, they were far ahead of their time. Even now, centuries later, Norland hadn’t advanced much further from his foundation; the intermarriage of the Archeron Family came from following his ideas.

Bloodline Fusion was a chapter that stood out from the rest, containing about ten-odd proposals for the combination and enhancement of family bloodlines. Many of those mentioned hadn’t even emerged during his time, but as a master of divination he had predicted their appearance well in advance.

A full third of Russel’s proposals had already been shown to work at least on occasion, a number high enough that many were willing to pay any price to try the rest despite the low probability

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Duke Turing

A noble of lesser Faust. Not part of the fourteen.

Hearing this, Duke Turing’s tightly knitted bows finally relaxed. There were more than 150,000 soldiers gathered here by the Sacred Alliance, with twelve full squads of rune knights backing them. Although most of the soldiers were from lesser families and not elites, the numbers were more than enough to make up for that gap. Meanwhile, they had far more saints than Richard as well. If they didn’t dare to take the challenge despite these advantages, it would be a joke.

Cassius was his ace.
Codex of Alucia

thick book that looked extraordinary at first sight, with at least a thousand pages. It was at least four times as large as a normal magic tome, weighing no less than a dozen kilograms.

The cover of the book was made of real bronze, weighty and cold as it radiated a solemness of time. Within the book were hundreds of crystal beads that would create a small altar when activated, allowing one to listen to the voice of the Moon Goddess, Alucia.

A poem in the ancient elven language decorated the title page, praising the Moon Goddess in all her glory. the pages were mostly filled in the elven language with lifelike drawings, different from the catechisms of the humans in that the doctrines of the goddess only occupied a small part of the book. Instead, the book detailed the events and experiences of Alucia’s time, including events outside Norland or even the plane.

It was hard to see anything special about the book outside of its weight, but this was once the most treasured gem of the Silvermoon Palace. It recorded the seven divine spells unique to the Goddess and those she deemed worthy.

1. ***Alucia’s Destiny: Enlightenment***
2. ***Alucia’s Blessing: Healing***
3. ***Alucia’s Wrath: Punishment***
4. ***Alucia’s Sword: Silvermoon Armour***
5. ***Alucia’s Will: Trial***
6. ***Alucia’s Mind: Prophecy***
7. ***Alucia’s Daze: Dark Moon***
Lifespan

As someone grew in power, their lifespan would only increase. Most people had a relatively long lifespan past level 18, upto 150 years or so. When they reached the legendary realm, this lifespan would extend once more depending on their class and power. Legendary powerhouses lasted a minimum of two to three hundred years, the oldest getting to over a thousand years of age. A longer life was the goal of almost every powerhouse; this was also the reason for the Eternal Dragon being revered more than any other god.

Beyond an extended lifespan was immortality, the ultimate dream of everyone in existence.

## Overview

There was a limit to every life. Even legendary powerhouses died one day, and the gods themselves were not immune to death. They lit their godfires and grew, attempting to grow in power and rank, building larger divine kingdoms. But then they declined, falling as they got replaced by new gods.

Some gods lasted to the end of their planes, but even planes were eventually destroyed. Sometimes this destruction was so fast every creature upon it felt the moment, while other times it was so slow that it felt like an eternity. When the plane perished, the gods would follow it to their end.

A god’s title wasn’t carelessly given. Most times their domain was decided when they ignited their godfire; once their transcendence was complete they would know their title and inform their followers of it. The only reason Runai could claim to be the God of Time was that no other deity on Faelor had a similar domain.
Dreambreaker

Wait till you become a legend to say such things. When the day comes that your family, friends, and kids are all old and dying, even home feels like any other plane. A single plane’s laws can be enough to spend a lifetime researching, it is a lonely life.”

Dreambreaker’s musings surprised Richard. He didn’t have much contact with legendary beings, but those he did know seemed to lead far more exciting lives than she was describing. 5;103

a legendary mage

However, one day he was met with an unexpected visitor, a woman with a title yet no name. It was the only female in the entire city with more of a reputation than Beye the White Night, and for the same reason; Dreambreaker was a terror on the battlefield.

A master of illusions and mind magic, her bloodline ability was said to be more gripping on the soul than the demons of the abyss

she was the only legend of the city who hadn’t participated in the requisition. At that time, she had been at home nursing serious injuries from battle.

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she didn't have any strong runes, undoing the ribbons of her robes to reveal perfectly round shoulders, “Have a look.”

Richard immediately noticed that the rune on the shoulders was only a standard grade 3 rune, far below the standard for a legendary powerhouse. A strong illusionist like her needed powerful barrier-breaking abilities which standard runes could not provide. Custom grade 3 runes were still difficult to find in the Sacred Alliance. At the very least, Lunor wasn’t very reliable.

## Description

Dreambreaker’s veil and form-fitting robes did well to showcase her fitness, but she wasn’t particularly charming. Although it was a simple thing for a legendary mage to captivate anyone who so much as laid their eyes on her, she seemed far beyond that. As she sat down and took off her veil, her face was the same; beautiful, certainly, but not enchanting. This was someone who didn’t really care for physical beauty; even what she had came mostly from her power instead of any actual attention.

Looking straight at this legendary illusionist would cause a normal person to lose their soul, but Richard was confident in himself as well. After exchanging some simple pleasantries, he stared her right in the eye.
Andrika

## [source]

a drone made by the Broodmother

the general of richards armies im faelor

Even in the Crimson Dukedom, few knew about Andrieka’s true identity. “He” was both nowhere and everywhere at the same time; any elite shadowspear knight could wear that specific suit of armour and become Andrieka on the battlefield. All commands came from a combination of Raymond and the cloned brain. [5:52]
Foster

apprentice if lunor

He once had countless halos around his head. Having been born into an influential family, he was slated to be the next royal runemaster of the Sacred Alliance. Being tall, handsome, talented and in the future extremely rich, he was the dream lover of more than half of Faust’s young ladies. All these dreams had been ruined by Richard’s arrival. The bastard son of an upstart family had blown him away in the midst of a meteoric rise to the top. *This was a mountain boy whose presence was unknown for the first ten years of his life!*

Still, he had tried his best to ignore Richard, working on his own craft to forge a position for himself. He cursed whenever news of Richard came up, like with the announcement as a royal runemaster or the crafting of Lifesbane, but he poured himself into his work. It was when Richard had arrogantly surpassed Lunor that a flicker of hope arose in his heart once more: *he and Richard were no longer on the same level, so he was powerless to change the facts. What was to say the Alliance could only have two runemasters? He would realise his dream one day.*

But now, Rosie’s appearance had destroyed that hope as well. An ordinary mage with middling talent in the arcane arts had suddenly turned into a runemaster. Her past glory and disgrace meant nothing; her abilities were proof enough of her value. All three runes she announced were custom designs; they might not be as astounding as Lifesbane, the Guide of Secrets, or even Savage Strike, but they far surpassed his creations. Even if the Sacred Alliance appointed a third runemaster, he would not be the one they chose.

A familiar figure popped up in Foster’s vision. Even though the person was wearing a thick cloak, he could immediately recognise his master anywhere. However, the bulk of his anger suddenly focused onto Lunor. *How was a runemaster who couldn’t even craft grade 4 runes qualified to instruct him? It was this old geezer’s inability that kept him back.*

As he watched Lunor’s back, several ideas started floating around Foster’s mind. 5;17

This apprentice of Lunor’s was expressing a newfound admiration for Richard, humbly apologising for former slights. He then went on to talk about his passion for runes and just how gifted he was at the art, before closing off by indicating his desire to become a student of Richard’s. He was even willing to undergo a ceremony at the Church of the Eternal Dragon for this. [5;23]
Gnome

**Gnomes** are a race of small humanoids.

Gnomes were very small compared to most other races and, with an average height ranging between 3′0″‒4′0″ (0.91‒1.2 m) and a weight range of 40‒45 lb (18‒20 kg), gnomes were generally larger and heavier than halflings.

While halflings were commonly said to resemble short humans, gnomes were more comparable with elves, with whom they shared pointed ears and high cheekbones, or even dwarves, due to their tendency to grow beards and live underground. Many gnomes had a more feral appearance than either, however, with hair that often sprouted from their heads in odd directions.
Astral Beast

**Astral Beasts** are one of the strongest beings of the void.

## Appearance

a huge beast with six sets of wings and tail that forked into two telltale whips.

## Plot

3 invaded faelor in the past. the fight created the land of turmoil.

richard found the skeleton of one of them

an other one is found in Genesis.

## Abilities/Uses

Astral beasts were extremely powerful even by Norland’s standards. If an invasion was handled inappropriately, it could lead to a small disaster. Even after dying, as long as their eyes were still intact, the beasts’ gazes would hold boundless power. And it just so happened that their eyeballs were the toughest part of their bodies.

Able to constantly extract the energy of the void, this skeleton was an unending source of mana.

Even the smallest part of them can be turned in to spacial equipments.

Even a young astral beast had been able to injure Sharon. Every piece of them could be turned into a spatial enchantment, and the skeletal remains alone would be worth more than eternal servitude from a legendary giant.

## References

1. ↑ 1.0 1.1 Book 8 Chapter 45
2. ↑ 2.0 2.1 2.2 Book 6 Chapter 24
Tomiller Devil

Tomiller devils appeared to have golden-red hair, glowing eyes seemed to be lit aflame.

The average height was 2 metres, somewhat tall for humans but nothing when compared to those of Daxdus. Their speed and agility were passable, but what truly set them apart was the immense strength that allowed them to wield heavy weapons with ease.
Hidden Sword

## [source]

**Hidden Sword**, also known as the Sword Saint, is a famous epic being of the Millennial Empire.

A gaze that was bright and kind, yet could cause harm without any contact. This man was the Sword Saint of the Millennial Empire. 6;62

A petite man who looked to be in his early thirties was sitting on another roof nearby, face completely bland yet possessing an aura of calm youth that was hard to forget. A middle-aged man with an elegant appearance.

owes Greyhawk a favour

[6;50]

Sometimes, there are better weapons in the world than your fists and swords. In fact, those things are useless a lot of the time. This is far from done, the Sword Saint is on his way to Klandor. At his speed, he will be here in three days.
Apocalypse Tree Rune Knights

The **Apocalypse Tree Rune Knights** is an army under Richard's reign as king of the Archerons. The insignia of a volcaninc tree of life symbolized his dominant faction within the family.

## Plot

These warriors had all been fighting in planar wars for a long time, something that made them all fierce and untameable. Threading the line between life and death all year round, none of them knew if they would survive the next battle. They had the guts to fight even legendary powerhouses, using their very lives to bury the enemy.

Richard’s rune knights were seasoned veterans of war that fought alongside the broodmother’s drones and had killed a number of dragons before; few creatures could actually terrify them.

The special mounts from the Archeron Family were famous, now employed by the Sacred Alliance’s forces. These ferocious beasts could crush the best bred warhorses easily, and a rune knight with them effectively went up half a level.

Reached 500-1000 when Richard became a legendary mage.

### **Tree of Life Advancement**

Many of the rune knights had gained quite a bit as well. Most of them had the talent to hit level 13 or 14, but it was unlikely for them to enter sainthood in their lifetime. Those like Rae who did qualified to become followers of major families with some autonomy. The shower of law fragments here improved everyone’s physiques and loosened their level caps a little. Nobody actually understood anything, but there was a slight chance for one or two more people to break into sainthood in the future.

## References

1. ↑ Book 3, Chapter 51
2. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 41
3. ↑ Book 6, Chapter 140
Druid

**Druids** are spellcasters of considerable power and versatility, who gained their power through being at one with nature or through a connection to a powerful deity or nature spirit. Guardians of the wilderness, druids saw themselves less as masters of the natural order and more as an extension of its will.

They are a class of shapeshifters.
City of Sin Wiki

# **Welcome to City of Sin Wiki**

Every drop of this family bloodline is stained with sin. They are the embodiment of contradiction; calm yet maniacal, with great memories yet often forgetful. They pledge themselves to their dreams yet often compromise, are angels that are also devils… It’s why I hate them. And also love them.

Author - Yanyu Jiangnan
Status - 1420 Chapters (Completed)
Translation - Completed
https://www.wuxiaworld.com/novel/city-of-sin

**Characters**

Richard ArcheronSharonFlowsandGaton ArcheronRosie MensaAlice Archeron
Dragon Butcher

three-metre-long and one-metre-wide rusted chopper he carried on his shoulder. There were even two nicks on the blade that were each the size of a fist

like a kitchen knife,

This weapon had its own legend, and anyone who dared to underestimate its power would vanish under its blade. Of all the weapons in Norland said to be able to kill dragons, the Dragon Butcher was one of the few that had showcased this prowess. It was this blade that the founding emperor of the Sacred Alliance had used to cleave off the head of the abyssal dragon Daramore. The holes in the blade were damage from the dragon’s tough bones, the rust a mark of corrosion from its magical blood.

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Azan Peninsula

The **Azan Peninsula** is an area near the sea, much like an island with a passage of land connecting to the mainland. The main city had a population of over 100,000. The city was built along the shape of the coast, looking like an arc extending to the archipelagos of the Apennine Seas while being steep in the northwest. The long, narrow piece of land was like a beast in slumber lying between the heavens and the seas.

The Azan Peninsula that held Blackrose Castle was right at the border between all three empires, putting it in a precarious position. The northern frontlines were the border with the Sacred Tree Empire.

The houses and streets of Azan were organised systematically, with a 20-metre tall wall surrounding it to protect its residents. Vast lands and inexhaustible water lay on the outskirts of town, the Rhine River cutting through its centre to empty out into the seas as it provided unending irrigation for the fertile land.

The renowned Blackrose Castle upon a hill within the city, a complex and majestic building that could house more than 3000 warriors. Trebuchets were built atop the various towers of the castle, looking over the city with disdain. None of them had ever been put to use since their construction; no enemy had ever breached the city walls.

Rooseland Village was a mere 3,000 miles from Azan, a journey less than half a month.

The Apennine Seas, White Deer Domain. Gold Valley and the Kebi River. Surrounding territories.
Emerald Skylake

The **Emerald Skylake** is the capital of the Millennial Empire, once considered the most beautiful city in all of Norland. It is in the style of the ancient Elven Empire.

## Overview

The grass was like velvet and glistened a bright green, just like from a painting that hadn’t completely dried yet. It had just finished raining, and the ashen red clouds covering the skies were a sight to look at as well. A large city stood in the middle of it all, a dense metropolis of vibrant colours and light. Enormous decades-old vines covered all of the walls, hiding the mortar and stone and replacing it with a dull, pleasant green. The city gates were an arch made of red sandstone, covered with the multi-coloured sunflowers that were the national flower of the Millennial Empire.

There were no visible checkpoints in the Emerald Skylake, making it seem like the city was open to the entry of travellers from all over the world, but as he went in Richard felt a warm current pass by his body to probe his abilities. Richard quickly noticed that the energy was weak but ingenious, able to cause a reaction from the negative auras of the hells, abyss, Outlands, and many other areas.

Once inside, it felt like he had entered a country of elves. One’s first impression was the ancient trees that looked to be thousands of years old, treehouses on all of them while some of the ancient dead trunks had homes carved in. However, closer inspection revealed a stark difference from other elven construction. In the Evernight Tribe, the treehouses had been built on top of the trees and the huts down below were made of wood as well. The elves were experts at crafting trees into ideal shapes, creating natural pillars and walls for support. Here, however, the magnificent buildings were carved from stone and overgrown with vines or melded into bark, giving off the illusion that it was the same.

Still, the city was plain gorgeous. Almost all of the structures had delicate statues on top, and even the garden fences were welded cast iron in fanciful patterns. The entire city was a dark green, but there was no lack of other colours either. Be it electric blue or rose pink, one could find everything here that showed this wasn’t a dated city.

1. ↑ Book 8 Chapter 2
Frostcliff Kingdom

As one of the generals headed out to pass on the order, another spoke up, “When will the wasps be here, my Lord? The path to the Frostcliff Kingdom is completely sealed, we cannot withdraw our troops there.”

Gangdor frowned, closing his eyes for a moment as he communicated with a cloned brain. His expression slowly turned to one of relief, “Two will be there this evening, and ten more will come over the next three days. That should be enough to take everyone out of there.”

Another bald general asked, “My Lord, this unprecedented enemy you were talking about, what are they like? Are they really that formidable?”

Along the coast of the southern seas of Faelor.

1. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 24
Yowen

While Sharon had many talented mages as her students, there was never a runemaster amongst their ranks till now. She’d offended a runemaster once, and now he’d become a national treasure of the Sacred Tree Empire as a great runemaster, so even as a legendary mage she couldn’t touch him. Her long grudge would now be fulfilled.

Marquess Brahms stole Richards divine gold to gain favor from a grand runemaster named Yowen.

## References

1. ↑ Book 1, Chapter 15
2. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 64
Fayr

## [source]

Level 19 grandmage employed as a Professor by Deepblue. Fayr taught Richard magic formations.

The grand mage wore his robes before he came out, emanating a dense elemental aura. With his affinity for the elements, the sheer concentration of mana around Fayr far exceeded that in ordinary space. Just listening to the Professor speak would result in long-lasting benefits in terms of mana building, but Fayr only released this elemental aura in two cases: either he’d just completed his meditation, or he was teaching his most important student.

Fayr was perhaps the most informed of Sharon’s subordinates. He knew more than even some legendary mages, but limited by innate talent he was stuck at level 19. This was the best person to ask about his advancement, probably better than even Sharon herself. 5;12

I was one of Her Excellency’s first followers, from before she had even become a grand mage. I watched her bloody battle with the duergar, orcs, and half-orcs. Even then, her power was frightening, far beyond her level; it could only be because of her bloodline. After that she advanced to level 18, and awakened an ability that there were no prior records of. She called it the Manaforge.

She described it as an utterly useless ability and forbade us from speaking about it.

Richard’s face turned to one of pure curiosity, and Blackgold’s filled with excitement. The grey dwarf found it hard to control himself and eventually spilled the beans, explaining just what Manaforge was. Put simply, it was an ability that doubled one’s mana pool.

Fayr waved a hand, having Richard calm down, “You have Her Excellency’s meditation techniques, so there is no need to be so eager to advance. I suggest you focus on polishing your bloodlines; the stronger they get, the better.” 5;13

1. ↑ v1ch27B
Geist Family

The Geist Family was a powerful clan from the Sacred Tree Empire that far exceeded the Schumpeters and the Mensas in terms of power and influence. In fact, the reigning emperor’s favourite concubine was from their family.

Even in Faust, the Schumpeters couldn’t do anything to a Geist. War between families was one thing, but the Sacred Alliance wouldn’t tolerate the possibility of causing a war on the scale of empires. The hooded man kept silent for a while before snorting loudly, turning to leave while ignoring the continued mockery from behind. Only after entering a narrow alley did Dario Schumpeter reveal his sinister face.
Godfrey

## [source]

“Great Ancestor of the North, the Auburn Commander who conquered the frozen mountains, Son of Gold, Godfrey, this descendant beseeches you. The powers of the devils threaten to crush us all, the Empire built upon your inheritance is in danger of extinction! I pray you stop your long journey for a moment, and deliver us from our crisis. Return, mighty Godfrey!"

Historical records spoke of Godfrey’s cruelty and temper; testing his patience was a fool’s errand.

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It was only in the fiftieth year after he entered the realm that he even managed to start, and a century of twisting paths led him to the law of metals that suited him. Even so, he was luckier than most legends of Faelor; and yet, there were so many people here today that overturned that common sense.

killed in 7;96

Richard floated down and walked towards Godfrey’s corpse, Nasia appearing by his side as well. As they entered the shallow pit that had now formed, they saw the golden dagger Nasia wanted alongside an orb of gold that was the remains of the Son of Gold.

Richard walked over and picked the ball up. It wasn’t particularly large, but it weighed an entire tonne and forced him to use Mana Armament just so he didn’t drop it. He immediately felt traces of Godfrey’s aura within, and as he used Insight he realised there was a chance to analyse the laws of metals from it.

weapon: Golden Dagger
Hive of Life

The Hive of Life is a new drone created by the Clone of the Broodmother in the forest plane in the form of a tree.

If one ignored the unique shape of the hive, then the abilities to condense life force, protect from the will of the forest, and form fruits of life… Wasn’t this a real tree of life? Even the hive pods were basically equivalent to the elves’ treehouses! He almost felt a little relieved that this was a special unit.

The hive of life could be used as a base camp for the night elves. Once fully grown, it could support more than ten thousand residents completely, making that army entirely self-sufficient. If he was willing to spare a hundred units of divinity crystals and a portion of his now-vast supply of image diamonds, it would even have the ability to shrink itself down to fit into his backpack. Even at its original size, it could uproot itself and travel fifty kilometres an hour, something it could do once a month unlike a normal tree of life.

## **Abilities**

**Influence**

The drain has the power to create a influence capable of warding against the Will of the Forest.

**Life Force**

The drone is capable of absorbing the nutrience and energy of the plane to create life force. These can then be condensed into the Fruit of Life which is capable of extending 10 years of life to a human.

**Recovery & Camp**

It contains hexagonal pods capable of recovering night elf drones from heavy injury. Once fully grown, it can support thousands of night elves inside of it.

**Uprooting**

This drone is capable of uprooting, and traveling fifty kilometers a hour.

## References

1. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 88
Laws of Light

The goblet in Richard’s hand had been placed on the altar for many years, perhaps ever since the formation of the Saint Louis Cathedral. It had no special qualities, but the divinity within was extremely dense. It was extremely useful when trying to analyse the laws within; even the holy book could not compare.

Richard started channelling his energy, extracting some of the divinity within the goblet in the form of a milky-white smoke. His eyes lit aglow to analyse the properties of this energy, slowly magnifying the image to reveal rows of divine runes each travelling on their own trajectories. All gods of a plane shared the same divine text so he understood most of what the specific runes said, but the importance of these runes did not lie in their meaning but in their path. His blessings allowed him to analyse the mass of information coming from all of the runes at once, allowing him to get started on an analytical model of the laws of light.

The glow from his eyes grew increasingly warm even as his own body reached burning temperatures, his face glowing red like fire, but it didn’t take long before the goblet dimmed and eventually exploded. Seeing that it had lost all of its divinity, he shook his head and picked up one of the swords. The sword had less than half as much energy, however, so he quickly went through that as well. 7;80

From his estimates, he had only finished a tenth of the analytical model he would need to start working on these laws himself. This would be an exceptionally long process, but from the looks of it the laws of light had millions of variations unlike the 65,536 he had learnt from the Tree of Life.
Cassius

Turing suddenly realised he had actually been scared of Richard’s undefeated legend, but looking at Cassius once more, his confidence grew immediately. He had recruited the mage more than a year ago; despite being personally weak, only level 15, this was someone with unparalleled leadership and management abilities that was an asset to any family. In only a few months, Cassius had broken a years-long stalemate in a private plane and defeated the two strongest empires there to conquer the entire plane. The Duke trusted him greatly.

Cassius wasn’t very high in level, not even a grand mage yet, but Duke Turing was still extremely respectful to him.
Countess Katrina

## Description

Her body was tall and well-developed, but her skin was still fair and tender. This was a mature beauty, one in the prime of her life.

2+meters tall and very strong

A huge woman who was nearly two metres tall rushed into the area, her long, pleated skirt seemingly large enough for a baby elephant to fit beneath. One could consider her a natural beauty, but all of her features were buried under layers of white makeup and scarlet lipstick.

The Countess looked like a charging mammoth as she pushed through the corridor all the way to the bedroom. The two youths in her path were sent flying, slamming into a wall before passing out. Two servants followed behind her, almost hidden in her shadow as she entered the bedroom.

## Plot

She was one of the nobles who assigned Richard troops for war during the Alliance against the Mages.

had 2 children with zim
Dizmason

**Dizmason** is the first truename that Richard Archeron unlocked as a great mage. It hid a great power of destruction that could suppress all others. Dizmason was the symbol of the abyssal flames, Richard's connection to the abyss and its depths.

## Overview

### **Abyssal Fire Breath**

Richard usually expelled the power of the abyssal flames out of his mouth, as if it was a dragon using their powerful breath to asunder the ground.

### **Dark Flames**

These flames didn’t have the burst potential of Richard’s blue moon flames from the Star of Destruction, but over time the total damage they could cause was impressively close.

### **Primal Destruction**

At the legendary realm, the true power of destruction would be shown.

He suddenly pointed a finger at the sky and activated the power of Dizmason for the first time since he had become a legend, astral fireballs the size of a fist gathering together and absorbing an endless amount of energy from the sky. They quickly turned blue as they expanded rapidly, going from a metre in diameter all the way up to twenty. Space itself was starting to be affected, sections of darkness appearing in the middle of the sky as it folded in on itself from the sheer amount of energy nearby.

The power of Dizmason finally reached its peak, the enormous fireballs combining into one huge orb of blue liquid flames. As he was about to bring it crashing down, Richard felt his bloodline boil as the divine symbols of his truename shattered into small fragments, falling into his bloodline to form huge waves of lava. A demonic face was formed within him, far more elegant than any ordinary demon while still retaining all of the ferocity. It was strangely majestic, almost perfect even, and as he roared a devil and angel flickered on either side.

The head looked like a combination of the three faces that appeared during the Apocalyptic Triad, but Richard knew that it was almost entirely different. Every face of the Triad represented a different domain of laws that he controlled, but this face only had the law of destruction. This was instead three different aspects of destruction.

He let out a strangled grunt in mid-air, body shaking as he closed his eyes in pain. When he opened his eyes again, his left eye had turned a dark gold.

The huge fireball crashed down onto the earth, a dark gold glow at its centre. It crashed into the middle of the barbarian formation and exploded like a water balloon, spreading waves of liquid flame that leeched all colour from everything they touched.

The attack had been many times stronger than he had expected, something that he surmised must have come from that image. The blue fireball was originally inanimate, but the golden flames in its core had given it something akin to a soul.

## Trivia

* The occasionally terrifying will that touched his soul was Gaton after he became the avatar of Arbidis. Even from the depths of the world, his father had watched over and protected him in the worst of times.

## References

1. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 43
2. ↑ 2.0 2.1 Book 8, Chapter 42
Asa

## [source]

**Asa** is the former saintess warrior of the Azuresnow Shrine, as well as the strongest being in Klandor. It is due to her presence that Greyhawk was unable to invade the barbarian lands, which also led to his capture and unexpected love. She is also Mountainsea’s mother.

## Overview

For Klandor… Asa suddenly felt like her heart was being weighed down by lead, and Greyhawk’s words resounded in her mind, but the elder had already used her momentary daze to take the powder away.

The deal with the Sacred Tree Empire might be for the future of Klandor, but it could not be revealed to the public.

She continued, “Another piece of news is that Prince Greyhawk of the Millennial Empire and the former Grand Warrior of Klandor Asa have arrived at Faust and registered themselves into the reward point system.”

This was staggering news! Asa was well known as the person who had crushed the Millennial Empire’s attempt to claim Klandor, as well as the person who had single-handedly forced back the legends of Daxdus in the Land of Dusk. This was an epic being of great renown, and her husband Greyhawk was one of the four most outstanding individuals in the Millennial Empire during his time. His other three siblings were all legends, and there was no reason to believe he would be any worse.

And yet, this impressive individual might wasn’t even the end of it. Asa was backed by the Azuresnow Shrine while Greyhawk was a prince of the Millennial Empire. Neither would simply join the Archerons simply for some items, but without any confirmation it was impossible to tell just what their true intentions were. Even if Asa only half-counted as supporting the Archerons, and the same was considered of the Celestial Sage, that still effectively meant that was the same number of epics as any of the major empires had in total. That kind of power was also likely to succeed against the reapers!

The most powerful barbarian in existence suddenly realised that Richard’s grasp of Faelorian laws had reached a pinnacle that she couldn’t contend with; if the two came to blows, she wouldn’t even be able to escape. For someone at the epic realm, that was an extremely disconcerting fact.

## References

1. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 69
2. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 76
Flying Chrysalides

As the chrysalis took flight towards the borders, several dozen similar creatures that were smaller than it flew over to the square. These were a new type of drone based on the astral chrysalis; without much offensive strength, their only use was in flying troops over long distances. Being cheaper to produce offset the issues of them being half the size and being able to transport a tenth as many supplies, and with one of them able to transport five rune knights with full supplies that still left an entire thirty free to transport 300 shadowspears to the battlefield.

The flying chrysalides quickly formed up and flew north, joined by a number of windsnakes that acted as protectors. 7;78

While they weren’t as large as the enormous wasps, they were a better balance of speed and capacity for transporting soldiers instead of supplies.
Slave contract

Magic enslavement contracts were rare and precious. Through it, Richard could cause intense pain, even serious damage whenever his heart desired. If he died, anyone contracted to him would experience a significant permanent drop in power. In Norland, where power meant everything, this sort of severe punishment was unbearable.

An enslavement contract was far less powerful than a soul contract, but it was still an effective restriction. Everybody accompanying Richard on his journey this time would be bound to him in the same way, with the obvious exception of Flowsand. [1;113]

soul contract