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Laws of Life

the laws of life in the Forest Plane

Richard now had the ability to integrate the power of life into his attacks. This normally weakened most spells, but it just so happened to be a perfect counter to undead creatures.

there are a total of 65,536 laws of life

He had managed to deduce that the system of life, in the Forest Plane, at least, had sixteen core laws

the reason for this tenacity was the partial deciphering of the laws of life from the Forest Plane.

Both hands sparked the moment they touched each other, forming a green ball of light with a black core. This was a direct collision of life energy, competing purely on the basis of one’s control of nature.

## Richard

What he used most often wasn’t Disintegrator nor Lifesbane, but the power of his elven truename and his understanding of the laws of life. Those had helped him defeat even Apeiron herself, and rescued him multiple times from the dangers of the Eternal Vortex. His truename greatly strengthened the power of Devout Prayer, something that was already enhanced greatly by his laws of life to the point that he could recover almost completely from any injuries. This was equivalent to the most powerful restoration spells of a legendary priest, only surpassed by Nyra’s ability to resurrect.

When he had cast Devout Prayer on Apeiron to heal her before, he had the vague feeling of touching her soul. Not only could he clearly feel the condition of her soul, but he could even tell which parts were damaged and how to repair them. All of his efforts had failed— there just seemed to be no way to isolate the soul-healing power of his ability— but his hearts suddenly fluttered as he thought of a possibility even he didn’t completely believe: was that the true form of Resurrection?

If his guess was correct, then as he improved his laws of life there would come a time when he could use life energy to heal the soul. At that point, he would effectively have the same ability as Nyra.

## References

1. ↑ 6;17
2. ↑ 6;59
3. ↑ 6;59
4. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 19
Leo

The man was somewhere between the saint and legendary realms, and his aura reeked of the power of time.

“I’m Leo, Her Excellency’s eternal servant.”(ferlyn)

The man jumped out of the window and disappeared into thin air. Richard quickly recalled where he had heard the name before; this was the rarely seen commander of the paladins of the Church.

the legendary captain and vice-captain were still present, but both were heavenly guardians that had disappeared when Ferlyn left returned to the Lightless Void
Dragon Plane

The base plane for most dragons. Ruled by the Dragon Sovereign. The most infamous beings to the residents of this plane were those titled Dragon Slayer, Dragon Slaver, and the like.

Once he had seen everything he needed to, Richard returned to his lab in Faelor to ponder over what he had seen. He had managed to count out more than 200 dragons just in that area, and even dragons weren’t all bored enough to just watch one of their own get humiliated repeatedly. There had to be thousands or even tens of thousands of dragons on the plane at minimum, and that was a very conservative estimate.

The Dragon Plane was far more powerful than he had expected. He had estimated that it was a single weyr ruling lesser races, but this was clearly untrue. This meant the plane was far more valuable, but it was also far more than he could handle at the moment. He would need a change of plans.

## Planar Passage

The passage connecting Faelor and the Dragon Plane had formed naturally, but it was strengthened by the dragons to allow those like Kralkalor and Bahamut to pass through. Only someone over level 30 like the Five-Coloured Dragon couldn’t pass through. If it had to be measured, this sort of passage was worth at least forty top-tier offerings.

## Richard Archeron

Richard’s base had quickly grown to a majestic scale, the entire area below the workshops carved with a spell formation that could greatly boost one’s mana and regeneration. At more than ten million gold the cost of the finished base was comparable to a mage tower and needed three months of effort from hundreds of mages, but once the construction was complete one would only need a single legendary mage manning it. He had already talked to a pair of legendary mages and was offering them a greater offering every three months and full access to any spoils of war in exchange for manning the place on rotation, so once everything was done even the Five-Coloured Dragon wouldn’t be able to conquer the place without an investment of time and effort.

However, Ruben had angered the Dragon Goddess which ended up destroying the base in Dragon Valley and the one inside. Not only was he injured, but she even took out three legends and a dozen saints .The base was destroyed, and she sent a swarm of dragons over this way as well. Losing a full squad of rune knights in the first wave.

There was a brutal fight that ensued from this battle, so great that Richard had been appraised to have battle power near the epic realm.

Learning about Richard’s rune, these legends who had planned to leave decided to stay on and wait for a chance. Although that meant an endless battle with the dragons, Nasia retrieved and refined the draconic corpses after every battle and distributed the loot according to contributions. Even if two of them had lost their lives, they had all earnt well beyond what they could find on solo expeditions. Now that Richard was here with his 500 druids, there was a chance for a miracle.

## References

1. ↑ Book 7, Chapter 137
2. ↑ 2.0 2.1 Book 8, Chapter 105
3. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 39
4. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 101
Kirk

The final victor of the tournament that Richard started in honor of his child's birth. He was the nephew of the deputy commander from the Sacred Tree Empire, a knight named Kirk who had just turned 25 and become a saint not long ago. He was handsome, had an air of composed nobility, and his saint ability greatly strengthened his defence and recovery speeds. His character seemed to match, focused on stability and endurance over explosive might.

Richard saw a bit of Agamemnon in Kirk, the same kind of composure, patience, and lack of arrogance as the Ironblood heir. The only difference was that Agamemnon had a stronger bloodline and a more powerful father, which gave him resources that Kirk wouldn’t have access to. Nephew and son were entirely different things; there would be no way for Kirk to inherit his uncle’s estate, so he would have to work independently with the hope of becoming an earl one day. He would then wait and see if any of his descendants had the gift to take his family line to the next level.

## Plot

This was the reason for the near-deadly end to the final battle. Kirk was someone with his own dreams, the nephew of a powerful duke but only a middling officer in the army of the Sacred Tree Empire. He didn’t need anything urgently, unlike the second and third place competitors who wanted the rune sets immediately, but he was eyeing some good legendary equipment. Specifically, he was interested in a shield that could deflect spells that possessed about the power of a grade 8 fireball, and a powerful thunder-attribute sword.

Handing over the badge that signified the points, Richard smiled, “Do you know what you want to get?”

Under Richard’s gaze, Kirk immediately tensed up. In reality, the two weren’t far apart in age, but he couldn’t even bring himself to be jealous of the Archeron’s might. The disparity between them was far too great for envy to make sense.

While Kirk was technically from a strong family, he didn’t have much backing in his own branch. A piece of legendary equipment could be passed down and used by generations, whereas runes could only serve their master effectively. Restoring a dead man’s runes for someone else was an expensive task, and that still needed a successor with significant power.
Camarilla’s Silence

Camarilla’s Silence was a legendary spell that prohibited the target from revealing information, holding similar power to a deity’s restrictions on their pope. It was near impossible to break this compulsion, but the spell hadn’t been seen in hundreds of years. A scroll containing it was an invaluable treasure.

The Camarilla’s Silence spell was perhaps even more intrusive than any magical slave contracts, and the dynamics of its working were an insult to anyone. Richard would be able to see through every one of Link’s memories in the process, something that the youth might have disdained.
Archbishop Hendrick

## [source]

**Archbiship Hendrick** is one of the pinnacle existences within the Church of Glory of the Sacred Tree Empire. His status was just below the pope and the holy children.Assuredness is the most important thing. Courage and glory are fleeting, victory is everything.” Having said this, the Archbishop stood up and walked outside the room. It was only at the door that he suddenly turned back and said softly, “Don’t forget this. Victory is everything.” 6;51

He could fight for a bit against normal legends, but against epic-class there would be no chance.

The guests from the Sacred Tree Empire were put up quite close to the houses of the elders, but in order to avoid being too striking they had all changed to the traditional dress of the barbarians. The Sixth Prince and Ninth Princess were chatting in a room when the Archbishop walked in, his rotting odour immediately leaving both of them feeling disgusted. The prince could manage to hold his own, but the princess frowned and opened up some distance.

Just his words spread a rancid odour through the room, so strong that the princess almost vomited immediately. However, she knew there would be consequences for such an action and forced the feeling down. The eyes of the old man had been leaving her more and more afraid recently, and in the past two days she was even being awakened by nightmares at night.

Without your filthy presence, your church will have nobody to do the dirty work for them.

## Personality

“You’re exchanging a broken rune set for Uriel and the future child of the Beast God. What are you losing in return? Mountainsea’s purity? Her dignity? What a joke! The shrine’s traditions would have arranged for someone to have a child with her anyway, it was never her choice. But nobody you choose can use Heaven’s Armour. Think about it, an epic-rank legend in the future alongside the most powerful rune set in existence to pass down from generation to generation. All that for a piece of useless debris and a few nights of a woman? Do you still need to hesitate?”

One of the elders frowned, “Is this even necessary? Is Richard Uriel’s match?”

“The difference between you and me,” Hendrick stared into the elder’s eyes, “Is that I don’t deal with variables. Take it, go poison Richard’s water and food. Everything will be simple!”
Vidalagua

Vidalagua est un lac gigantesque situé au coeur de Terre-Neuve. C'est une source d'eau intarissable pour le continent, avec un grand nombres de fleuves et rivières en point de chute. Tout y est verdoyant, paisible et un brin magique... Et pour cause, cette eau est empli de Mana.

La couleur de l'eau est d'un bleu magnifique couleur ciel, le lac est cerclé de colonnes de fleurs endémique, et c'est un point de nature où la chasse est interdite.

Vidalagua est, pour être précis, le nom de la capitale des Ondins vivant sous le lac. Malheureusement à moins de pouvoir respirer sous l'eau peu d'humains ont eu l'honneur de la visiter ! Il paraît que certaines plantes permettent cet effet mais personne n'est jamais revenu... et les Ondins sont un peuple si doux et pacifiques qu'il leur est surement arrivé autre chose.

Bref, Vidalagua est un lieu de vie et de magie, où nombreux baldins aiment venir se ressourcer et raconter des histoires Terrestres aux jeunes ondins, avides d'apprendre.
Disintegrator

"It took seven days for Richard to condense everything he had seen in that battlefield. With Lifesbane forming the core, he had channelled his rage into crafting a new rune for himself, one that finally connected everything else and formed a set of his own.
That set was called the Disintegrator."

He could already feel the boost in power this set could give him; it might have been enough to last through another wave with Tzu before he had to flee. However, this set could only be formed from what he had learnt in that battle, where he had spent many days fighting and leading without end to the limits of his abilities. Most important of all was his direct contact with Iskara’s soul force and the power that he had felt within, alongside the final image of Tzu erupting with all of her ability.

A miraculous rune set that was inspired from the battle with Tzu against Iskara. He had been able to sublimely combine his rune sets.

## **Runes of the set**

"At some point in time, Richard’s originally weak body now had carrying capacity that even surpassed Waterflower’s. Five layers of Lifesbane were superimposed on him without issue, and that was in addition to the grade 4 Mana Armament. His vitality rune had been upgraded to grade 3, and his original Nature’s Domain and spell penetration runes had become the Ruler’s Domain and grade 4 Magic Break runes respectively. On top of all this, he had added a new grade 3 rune called Unshakeable Will.
The upgraded vitality rune greatly improved his sustainability in combat, and Wanderer’s Domain allowed him to fight skillfully in most environments. In the Forest Plane where he grasped the power of laws, he was better than most children of the forest. Magic Break now had the opportunity to shatter spells instead of just weakening their effects, while Unshakeable Will was actually an interface that his tertiary consciousness could tap into to control his energy distribution precisely."'

Elves had natural resistance to magic, but with his new Magic Break rune his spells were as effective as those of a legendary mage. That resistance was nothing in front of his power.

Rune set formed by:

* (core) Mana Armament (level 5)
* (support) Lifesbane [36 layers]
* (support) Kingsteel (upgrade the set a level 4)
* (support)Vitality (level 3)
* (support)Ruler's Domain (level 4) (replaced by Kingsteel)
* (support)Wanderer's Domain (level 4)
* (support)Magic Break (level 4)
* (support)Unshakeable Will (level 3)

"The rune set had two abilities, and the one it was named after allowed him (Richard) to attach three magic effects to any of his attacks. Alternatively, he (Richard) could add abyssal flames or strengthen existing fire magic as well. The other effect was more passive, increasing his casting speed and dropping mana costs by more than a fifth."

## References

1. ↑ Book 6, chapter 110
2. ↑ Book 6, chapter 111
3. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 5
4. ↑ Book 7, chapter 112
5. ↑ Book 6, chapter 111
6. ↑ Book 6, chapter 111
7. ↑ Book 6, chapter 111
8. ↑ Book 6, chapter 145
9. ↑ Book 6, chapter 111
10. ↑ Book 6, chapter 145
11. ↑ Book 6, chapter 111
12. ↑ Book 6, Chapter 115
Black Vortex

Hasting’s troops had suffered a crushing defeat at the Black Vortex, and almost all of the drone soldiers were killed. The soul mage himself had suffered heavy injuries to flee; although his life was saved, his injuries would likely prevent him from getting to the legendary realm again. Tens of thousands of devilfish had surged forth from the fortress the moment the battle began, each only level 16 but combining in such quantity that they washed through the uncoordinated drones. While the devilfish army had been eliminated, the rest of the Daxdians had managed to clean up.

Richard sighed at the information. Hasting’s troops were powerful, and if one ignored the means used to acquire such a force the mage had made a significant contribution to Norland. While the Daxdians had won, multiple fortresses had been captured and their forces dwindled. For the next two decades, if not more, the Norlanders would be at an advantage. Considering this contribution, he decided to spare the soul mage’s life for the near future.
Demiplane

**Demiplane**, sometimes called **semiplane**, is the signature of a legendary mage's ascension. That isn’t just a resource, it’s also power. It will allow you to see the very origins of existence, the source of power that allows a legendary mage to slowly outshine warriors on their way to the top.

Demiplanes were considered the lifeblood of any legendary mage, and they weren’t abandoned outside of a life-or-death crisis.  The demiplane was the core of what mages superior explorers. Whenever they were tired of moving, they could just use their soul connections to leave a mark in their location and port back home, giving them time to rest and recover. They could thus resume their travels once they were rested.

He would need to find a stable position in the void, find and somehow transport a landmass to the location, and construct a mana pool, portal, and defensive arrays all around it. Every step consumed a great volume of resources, and most people ended up having to turn to specialised spatial legends who sold related services like coordinates and transport. A demiplane also required investments for over a century before it became a stable source of energy. The costs often reached several top-tier offerings, and even if Richard didn’t consider that an exorbitant amount it was still a drain on resources.

## Overview

According to Sharon, one's demiplane should be constructed where energy is at its strongest. Unlike the myriad advices from other mages to set up demiplanes in stable space. Every single book he had read about forming one’s demiplane said the void had to be stable and calm, the energy storms as gentle as possible to minimise the impact on one’s defensive arrays. Sometimes demiplanes even had to be relocated if their location grew particularly chaotic, the move’s cost measured in multiple beyslace spider crystals. And here Sharon was, saying this extremely aggressive energy storm was great!

This is the strongest unoccupied energy storm near Norland. The next closest one needs me to teleport ten times to get there, you won’t manage it at all. Even ignoring that it isn’t much stronger than this, how will you build your demiplane if you can’t even get to it.

Every book he’d looked at, every one of the half dozen legendary mages he’d consulted with regards to the topic, even the Mage Association, the answer had been uniform: he had to look for a null point in the void that had been calm for a few centuries for a good demiplane.

## References

1. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 15
2. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 79
3. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 28
4. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 29
Charles

Richard just smiled as he walked off, “My knights are endless.”

This was a famous saying left by Charles the Great right before he led his troops to the abyss. The millions of cavalrymen flooding in truly felt endless. Looking at Richard’s back, Noelene couldn’t bring herself to think he was joking.

In possession of a Worldeater himself. Book 6, Chapter 84

500! This was the same number of knights Emperor Charles had taken on his expedition to the abyss!
Blackmist Witch

The Blackmist Witch was a special being that was a cross between human and nightmare creature, producing great magical powers that allowed her name to ring louder than even the Celestial Sage Ruben.

Once high on the godsblood, Sharon forgot about squeezing more work out of Richard and dragged him into a feast on her fruits while they talked. After a few minutes, he had an understanding about her grudge against the Blackmist Witch. A different legend had chanced upon a meteorite with powerful spatial laws during his exploration and decided to sell it; after a bidding war between a dozen different races, it was now a toss between the Witch and Sharon. Neither party was willing to back down, and the legendary mage’s wealth eventually edged out a little.

However, the agreement had been for payment in starlit crystals. This meant Sharon wouldn’t just have to pay a higher price, but also work bitterly for some time to finish the transaction. This left her with bitter hatred for the Blackmist Witch. To her, such dry and repetitive workloads were the most annoying thing ever; three thousand charges to make 200 starlit crystals would drain her of the will to live.
Frozen Court

The **Frozen Court** is the empire of the non-humans in the far north of Norland. The very reason they have yet to invade the human empires is due to the vanguard known as Sharon. Their flag is that of a white bear’s head on top of a dark grey background.

## Overview

The Far North of Norland was filled with snowy mountains and frozen plains, a scant few river banks thawing in the summer to form some sparse greenery. The barren land was quite vast, containing hundreds of species like the duergar, dragonblood gnomes, and orcs. There were a number of humans as well, with some powerhouses having set up dukedoms, but most humans here were considered slaves or even food.

The lands here were loosely controlled by a conglomerate of the most powerful races called the Frozen Court, one of Norland’s six great empires that was no weaker than the Sacred Alliance or the other two human empires. Most of the Frozen Court was located underground, forming a maze of passageways that were rumoured to originate at the boiling flames down below. The food issue was solved with blackell mushrooms grown underground, relying on the heat from the flames instead of sunlight and water.

Because blackell mushrooms were so abundant, the duergar controlled an army of millions and soundly defeated the orcs, taking up a full third of the seats in the Court. The dragonblood gnomes used their wealth to take up another fourth, while the rest were divided amongst dozens of other powerful races and legendary beings. Any race or tribe without representation was considered free to enslave or rob.

The border between the Far North and the Sacred Alliance were always filled with conflict, countless aggressive tribes trying to kill and steal their way to a livelihood. They had tried marching south and taking the lands of the Alliance, but being a very loose coalition they were beaten back soundly every time.

## Locations

Flamewood City was a town at the borders that gathered many outlaws and criminals, a hotbed of criminal activity with more than a hundred brawls and a dozen murders everyday. It was a big node in Norland’s slave trade, controlled by the cure black dragon Lord Tegras.

Even as one of the weakest dragons in existence, Lord Tegras could still rule this entire city!

Three black spots appeared on the western horizon, zooming towards the two women. Even the blackiron dwarves with poor vision quickly recognised the enormous body of Lord Tegras, as well as his smaller red dragon guards. He arrived above Flamewood City in only a few moments, huge globs of saliva dripping down onto the town below; this was two human powerhouses, and the black dragon’s favourite hobby was to fool around in his humanoid form.

## Members

Duergar, orcs, blackiron dwarves, and harpies

## References

1. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 83
2. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 31
God of Space

## [source]

Faelorian God

It took roughly half an hour from that first engagement for the reapers to arrive at one of the Kingdom’s cities. The transport ships flew down to only a dozen metres off the ground before dropping in a full army of flesh warriors and mechanical beetles, the former starting their massacre even as the latter prepped the processing grounds. Half an hour longer, and the city of 40,000 had turned into a land of death. Only minutes later, the transport ships took off.

The reapers continued to spread from city to city, wiping out the entire Frostcliff Kingdom. Despite moving through the skies, they were still taking about as long to move between cities as they were to kill all of the residents. While Richard had given up on the place long ago, the gods tried in futility to amass any forces to resist.

Within hours of the northeast’s fall, the pantheon finally took action. Cerces was the first to proclaim the start of a divine war, commanding all worshippers to take up arms and fight for survival and faith. The rest of Faelor’s deities followed suit, warhorns sounding in every country on the plane. Every intelligent being, human or otherwise, started preparing for war under divine command. Even the most hesitant of nobles opened up their warehouses, allowing citizens to draw weapons from within.

Every citizen of Faelor had been conscripted to battle, something that had only occurred once before in history. That invasion had led to a change of eras for Faelor, and this one threatened to be the end.
Bahamut

## [source]

The clouds up above suddenly blazed as a dark red dragon covered in flames descended from the sky. Its body was enormous, spanning nearly a full kilometre from head to toe, and all of its scales were spewing fire. Pure draconic flames burst out of its nostrils with every breath.

The Flame Dragon Bahamut was just like the Prime Evil Tiamat, considered one of the most powerful existences on the Dragon Plane.

Bahamut himself roared so loudly that the earth trembled, half the sky turning red as the temperature of the surroundings rapidly rose. The already-withered grass and trees just burnt up and crumbled to ash as flames spread across the ground.

This was his most powerful ability, World of Fire. It was a domain that changed the laws of the environment, allowing him to showcase his true might and limit that of the opponent. It also took a great chunk of energy to use it
Cencil Archeron

## [source]

**Cencil Archeron** is Coco Archeron’s half-brother from the same mother. Currently does not hold any position in the Archeron Family, living in his father’s territory. Two months ago, he tried to woo a local farmer’s daughter and ended up raping her, severely injuring the girl’s parents in the process. The case is being heard in the local court.

Sir Pierre Archeron, Coco Archeron’s father. Is the owner of a small fief, with a meagre income. His salary as the vice-captain of Blackrose Castle’s guards is far from enough to support the luxurious light he is living right now. Even the salary of three knights combined would not be enough to make up for the losses.

The only reason Sir Pierre hadn’t gone bankrupt was an allowance from the Archeron Family, specifically from Gaton. This allowance had been granted for an entire year, multiple times Pierre’s normal salary. The quota had been raised again in recent times, and a quarter’s funds had been paid in advance.

This allowance was in exchange for Coco being in Faust and on the shortlist of potential partners. She barely even qualified for that position, but Pierre’s many years of service had given her a leg up. After all, the Archeron Family was a collection of untameable brutes; someone willing to avoid the battlefield and take on the role of a watchman for any length of time was a rare find.

Traditionally, becoming a partner had only been an obligation for those Archerons with a strong bloodline. It was when Gaton successfully established himself on Faust and acquired a stable income from his planes that he started to increase the number of potential partners and started training so many knights.
Dario Schumpeter

**Duke Dario Schumpeter** is the head of the Schumpeter Family. He was formerly one of Faust's Fourteen heads before his family was absorbed into the Mensas. He is the father of Sinclair and Sisley Schumpeter.

He had conspired against the Archerons after they had risen in Faust. Due to Raymond Joseph's strategy, the Mensas, Josephs, and Schumpeters entered a mutual alliance at first.
Demi Archeron

## [source]

Demi, 15, level 10 cursemaster Ch77.

Six feet tall with an athletic figure to boot.

She had honed her powers through large battles and reached a frightening level 17. She was even suppressing her advancement just like Richard had himself. [7;48] 20 years old

Demi had been punched in the stomach by Erwin, Coco's slight love interest, when he tried to enter Gaton's treasury after the family head was stuck in Rosie Plane. When Richard first returned from Faelor, she went with him on an expedition in the secondary plane as a minor follower.

The girl had outstanding strength, progressing rapidly during their numerous battles back in Faelor. As a cursemaster her defensive abilities were already great as well.

## Marriage

the steward smiled with emotion, “There is another matter. Miss Demi plans to marry Lord Agamemnon from the Ironblood Family, but she hasn’t completed her duties.”

“She’s exempt,” Richard waved of.

“M-Master, but…” the old man was surprised. There had never been an exception to the family laws in all of recorded Archeron history, and violators were punished heavily. Venica’s banishment was already the lightest sentence Richard could have passed; in theory, the only way out was a marriage where the Archerons joined with another family formally. However, Agamemnon wasn’t yet the leader of the Ironblood Family and couldn’t represent his entire bloodline.

“Just ask them to send their second child to us. I won’t be able to make it for their wedding, but prepare a gift and send it over.”
Ghoul

Ghoul and Blood Axe were the leaders of Nightblade and Blood Disaster, the third and fourth most powerful assassin organisations in Norland. They were known for being vicious and merciless, taking any dirty jobs offered to them if the pay was high enough. The two were both sky saints, and either one could wipe the entire guard team out without a trace.

All colour immediately drained from the old mage’s face. He shouted for the guards to defend as a tanned man walked out from the nearby woods, possessing a pair of amber eyes with vertical slits for pupils. His long, thick hair was tied into a braid, and he had two longswords on his back.

“Ghoul!” the old mage was stunned by the sight.

“Mm, it’s me. Do you still plan to resist? With just two saints and a grand mage?” the assassin scoffed.

“Is Nightblade not afraid of Master Hasting’s wrath? You should be aware of the consequences; the Hasting Family can pay you just as much as the Archerons would.”

“Just as much? As the Archerons? There aren’t many families on this continent who dare to say such things, don’t tell me you actually don’t know the price for this brat’s head.”

“Indeed, even I was shaken by the number,” a hoarse voice rang out nearby.

Ghoul frowned and jumped back, “Blood Axe! I was here first!”
Duke Tamuc

## [source]

His 2.5-metre height made him look like a veritable pillar himself, and the tens of little brown pigtails for his beard that were blowing in the wind did nothing to diminish his image. The gemstones, metal rings, animal teeth, and other such trinkets braided into his beard clanged against each other in the wind

Surprisingly, the boy wasn’t even fazed. He wasn’t gifted in magic in the first place, which was why he had chosen to be a warrior instead of a mage. His father was also a well-known legendary being; there was no way that any such hidden talents would have remained unearthed until now.

1. ↑ v5ch45
Ferdinand

## [source]

Level 20, Paladin

Ferlyn’s heavenly guardian

He stabbed forward as he spoke, a shortsword appearing in his hands out of nowhere. The original grey colour of the weapon was quickly enveloped by golden light, and with a single glance Richard could already tell that he was stronger than most sky saints from the Land of Dusk.

deputy captain of the paladin knights.

the legendary captain and vice-captain were still present, but both were heavenly guardians that had disappeared when Ferlyn left returned to the Lightless Void
Ginley

## Overview

She was a grand soul mage who had joined the Archerons less than a year ago. The woman seemed uncaring about her appearance, allowing herself to age to the point that she was wrinkly all over; there were even rumours that she had accelerated the process on purpose. She was a pervert through and through, possessing a twisted personality that was aroused by torture. According to her, there was no greater pleasure than hearing the pained screams of young men and women.

However, for all these shortcomings, she was one of the rare few grand mages who was willing to accept a slave contract. Even though there was a time limit, few people of such power would just give themselves up to servitude like that. This choice had gained Richard’s trust, and he had put her in charge of interrogations at Blackrose Castle. She had never let him down before, showing the ability to break those with the strongest wills eventually.

### **Lithgalen**

She joined Richard and Greyhawk to adventure into Lithgalen.

“Wake them up,” Richard said to Ginley who had been summoned with a wave.

“Easy,” the old woman smiled, stretching out her withered hands to caress the eagles’ heads. The very next moment, she showed surprising strength as she kicked each one in the abdomen. She didn’t use much strength, but the eagles quickly woke up and screamed in pain. They struggled against the ropes tying them, but this only caused more pain that increased the volume of the shouts.

Greyhawk winced at the sight. Pain spells were nothing too amazing, merely amplifying the sensations felt by someone until it hurt, but to leave four eagle druids in such pain that two of them were starting to revert to human form was a frightening feat. Ginley had to have tortured a frightening number of people to be so skilled.

“Ginley,” Richard said with a frown, the old soul mage stepping forward and muttering under her breath. A grey orb of light shot out from her hands and struck the druid, prompting loud wails as a pale green blaze burnt her body.

“MANA BURN!” The three other druids cried out, but none of them dared help. They could only watch as their companion screamed in pain, her mana being burnt away. By the time Ginley withdrew the flames, the elf had lost her voice.

“She’ll be staying for now, the rest of you can leave,” Richard said flatly.

## References

1. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 116
2. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 88
3. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 89
Hyerna

Race : Humaine

Profession : Mage Suprême, Directrice de l'ordre des Magisters

Hyerna est la mage la plus puissante du royaume. Humaine, elle nécessite un catalyseur pour utiliser sa magie, et cela l'a toujours frustré. C'est un chercheuse reconnue qui a basé thème de sa vie sur l'utilisation de la magie chez les humains sans artefacts.

Elle s'est illustré en médecine, magie de guerre et fabrication de nouveaux moyens de manipuler la mana. Personne ne connaît son âge véritable, mais il est connu qu'elle est devenu irascible ses vingt dernières années. Son but jamais atteint, elle a choisi d'elle même de s'exiler à Poigne-de-la-Faucheuse, où les plus folle rumeur cours à son sujet. Déjà capable de tuer pour satisfaire ses théories, qui sait ce qu'elle est capable de faire sur une île de baniar...

Hyerna est extrêmement âgée. Sa peau craquèle comme un lézard, mais elle ne semble pas souffrir du poids des ans. Le dos toujours droit et la marche assuré, elle semble être une jeune femme à qui ont à greffé ce visage vieux de 100 ans.

Directrice de l'ordre Magister, elle est toujours habillée de rouge et de noir. Pourtant, c'est bien le froid qu'elle apporte sur son passage, que ce soit la froideur des gens face à elle, ou celle de la mort.

Pour beaucoup, Hyerna est devenue folle en voyant que son projet était irréalisable, et cela aurait été une catastrophe pour les autres avancées magique qu'elle aurait pu apporter.

Vieillesse, morts, échecs... la vieille Hyerna, pourtant si puissante, ne serait plus qu'amertume.
Heaven’s Call

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This Heaven’s Call scroll could summon a celestial warrior for a period of time, but the warrior wouldn’t necessarily obey the summoner. The Mensas had decided to use it against him because the Archerons had demon blood, so there was a chance that the summoned creature would attack him first and foremost. The only reason he even took the risk here was his confidence that the cursed demigod before him was much worse in the eyes of the gods.

A celestial warrior charged out of the portal, a winged angel with a gold and white mask hiding most of his face. His beautiful sword was enveloped in bright white flames, the divine power a natural enemy of darkness and chaos. Just his aura alone pushed back all the darkness in the hall.

This was a legendary being’s strength!

The celestial warrior raised his large sword towards the cursed demigod below, charging over immediately. In only a moment he had turned into a meteor that crashed down on the mass of flesh, tearing it apart with earth-shattering might! The white flames started eating away at the demigod’s body, destroying all of the black babies that were flying out from within.
Julian

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**Julian** is the the chief advisor and personal bodyguard of Empress Apeiron. He is a legendary being that lorded over a section of the Outlands with Apeiron.

## Appearance

A middle-aged noble, one in a dark grey suit with every hair meticulously combed. His moustache seemed to be shining even brighter than the two large rings on his left hand, both with pigeon-shaped jewels that stored an astonishing amount of energy.

## Overview

Julian was the First Princess’s head guard. He was only a saint back then, and he didn’t have any significant potential either, but somehow he’s become powerful even for a legendary being.

He targets the Archeron Family because he wants Mountainsea and the Blue Moon from Richard.

Living in the Outlands for many years his body became adapted to chaos energy so he is very vulnerable against the power of the Eternal Dragon. Richard offered three greater sacrifices to the Dragon of Eternity and Time to injure him.

Even more infuriating was how Richard had thrown away three greater offerings just like that; this was the type of thing he hated most after beautiful girls.[7;19]
Blood Axe

Ghoul and Blood Axe were the leaders of Nightblade and Blood Disaster, the third and fourth most powerful assassin organisations in Norland. They were known for being vicious and merciless, taking any dirty jobs offered to them if the pay was high enough. The two were both sky saints, and either one could wipe the entire guard team out without a trace.

Ghoul frowned and jumped back, “Blood Axe! I was here first!”

A large shadow zoomed across the sky, landing right behind the fleeing caravan and blocking the escape. This new entrant was a bald man covered in a leather vest, with scars all over his exposed arms that indicated completely mangled skin.

Blood Axe laughed at Ghoul’s complaint, “If even you were tempted, how could I miss out?”

Where did these bastards come from?” Weiss suddenly hissed from his carriage, “Chase them away and ask Uncle to put them in their places afterwards!”

For the first time, however, the old mage ignored the youth in agony. Ghoul and Blood Axe were the leaders of Nightblade and Blood Disaster, the third and fourth most powerful assassin organisations in Norland. They were known for being vicious and merciless, taking any dirty jobs offered to them if the pay was high enough. The two were both sky saints, and either one could wipe the entire guard team out without a trace.

Weiss finally seemed to understand something from the old man’s abnormal reaction, his own face slowly paling with fear. His hand gripping the windowsill started to tremble with anxiety.
Forbidden Eye

Forbidden Eye was a terrifying name, a demon that consumed Norland’s powerhouses to advance. He had power beyond his level, and even ten years ago when he vanished without a trace he was on the verge of reaching the legendary realm. While Hasting was a legendary mage as well, his power wasn’t even close, especially considering Forbidden Eye was very powerful against mages. If even someone like that would be able to fight such powerful demons equally, it could very well tip the scales in the Land of Dusk! 5;98
Layton Soremburg

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**Layton Soremburg** was the true villian of the *City of Sin* universe. He is the self-proclaimed "First Miracle" of humanity and the Master of the Reapers. He is also the creator of the Scholars of Soremburg, however, he no longer has ties to those he deems to be quasi-servants to the Eternal Dragon.

He was the behind-the-scenes manipulator that presumably influenced Richard Archeron's struggles. Although what remains of his humanity is his brain, that did not stop him from gaining the ultimate power.

He was truly a miracle, for he was able to survive entering the Alter World and gained control of the ultimate destroyers of chaos. His hold of power reached perfection, to the point that he could kill pinnacle powerhouses with his ultimate weapon.
Divine Kingdom

**Divine Kingdoms** are the domain of Gods. These were the crystalization of their laws and divinity in the plane. They reigned supreme in these lands above the sky.

Within the laws of the divine kingdom, there seemed to be no difference between different types of defences. So long as one’s barrier was of a certain level, be if physical or magical, regardless of the element, it would work.

With a single thought, a god could turn divine force into the most damaging of poisons. Under this powerful force, Richard immediately lost a third of his strength and became weaker than even a sky saint. It was no wonder that even Norland’s legends did their best to refrain from fighting in divine kingdoms.

Theodore had written that damage to the divine kingdom was the sign of a deity’s fall. Once this symptom surfaced, the fall could occur in as little as a few years or as many as centuries.

The soul of a petitioner normally only expired after six or seven reincarnations, but given enough time to recuperate and enough divine force, they could quickly be returned to their peak state.

Nothing was more important to a deity than the laws that sustained them. Just a small modification would cause chaos in their divine kingdoms, leading to ruin.
Chaos Beast

They were the ultimate calamity in the Outlands, with nobody able to survive an encounter. What little understanding humans had of these creatures came from other races, but if one truly had set its sights on Sharon, she likely wouldn’t have survived. Judging from the scene, Sharon wounding the thing was already unbelievable, but it was far from enough.
Aaron

“Indeed, Your Excellency,” a voice rang by his ear, “We haven’t met before, my name is Aaron.”

Richard turned around to look at the sky saint that had spoken up, the name quite familiar. The handsome young man looked to be brimming with talent, and his bloodlust and unconcealed confidence made it clear that it wasn’t an understatement. This was someone who possessed power and the achievements to show for it; Aaron’s name was no less famous than Beye’s.
Evernight Forest

**Evernight Forest**  is a forest that was was traditional territory of the silvermoon elves.

Evernight Forest was said to be the most beautiful place in all of Norland, but those merchants and barbarians from the Sacred Alliance destroyed it.

## Background

This is where Gaton had one of his first great achievements: destroying the Silvermoon elves.

## Layout

The Evernight Forest was a beautiful gem in the jewel-studded fabric that was Norland. It wasn’t the biggest or the most beautiful on the continent, but it was still bigger than it seemed and there were rumours circulating that it hid multiple planes and the kingdom of the silvermoon elves.
Kunzhi

final eight, Kunzhi.

Kunzhi was nearly three metres tall with long limbs, but his figure was lithe and clearly geared towards speed. However, as he came face to face with Richard, this renowned warrior of Klandor felt like he was facing not a person but a primal beast.

Kunzhi roared the moment the battle began, a gigantic image of a six-armed ape forming behind him

Kunzhi was widely acknowledged to be faster than Muzha. 6;59
Floe Bay

Scattered sheets of ice could still be seen floating on the surface of the sea amongst the fleets of ships entering the port with their snow-white sails. There were likely large icebergs floating underneath a lot of these sheets. Although the Deepblue never froze up, the ships still had to be careful of icebergs for half the year.One could see the Everwinter Mountains from this position, extending far off into the distance in the right. Precipitous sea cliffs and majestic mountains lined the north of the bay, while the southern geography was much smoother with dense coniferous forests.

The deepwater port on the southern coast had more than half of its twelve docks filled despite it being winter, including a magic-operated open sea ship that was over thirty metres tall and a hundred long. The port was filled with people, and loading vehicles of various colours were lined up at the docks, making it less apparent that this was an off season. A busy port led to prosperity and opportunity.There were some flags fluttering in the distance, the sheer number of masts revealing that the incoming ship was designed for the open sea.

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Golden World Tree

The golden world tree was planted by Richard in the Forest Plane.

It has a conscious of it's own, and even considers Richard Archeron to be it's kin for planting it with his own blood. It was almost like a child excited to be around their parent, but that made sense. He was the one who had planted its seed with his own blood, so the tree had determined that he was the closest thing he had to kin.

Richard reached out to pick up the spear, his eye caught by a glint in the floor below. Freezing up and reaching out to touch, he found a dark gold fruit the size of a fist embedded below. There were many tiny runes carved upon it, the most beautiful of handicrafts.

Weighing the fruit in his hand, Richard instantly knew what it was: the seed of a golden world tree. This was the final gift Tzu had left for him, something that she had not planted when she originally came to the Forest Plane.

Holding this fruit that was reserved for the royal palace of Silvermoon. 6;110

## **Innate Abilities**

**Protection against the Will of the Forest**

The golden tree's tree of influence is capable of warding back the Will of the Forest allowing non natives to live in the forest plane.

**Elven Growth**

The tree seems to displays the ability to bolster the growth of elves living under the tree.

**Night Cycle Creation**

The tree is able to create it's own day and night cycle do to the forest plane's lack of one.

**Influence**

Even a branch from the Golden world tree is capable of making the forest elves feel the urge to kneel and bow, and create fear and delight in the world trees of the Forest Plane.

## References

1. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 78
2. ↑ 2.0 2.1 2.2 Book 8 Chapter 78
3. ↑ Book 8 Chapter 84
Divine Gold

This was a type of pure black gold soaked in divinity for a long enough time to greatly enhance its mana carrying capacities, making it a perfect material for grade 5 mage runes. The Church of Glory was the only organisation that sold this material in Norland, and with a very low output the price was always high. One also needed to be on good terms with them to get a hold of this at all.

Richard certainly wasn’t on good terms with the Church as a whole, but he clearly remembered that he had gotten a batch of divine gold from Saint Martin that should have been in his warehouse months ago at this point. It was a total of a hundred grams, enough to craft five runes, but even that much had cost three million after Martin’s assistance.