Chapter 681: Act 42 – Supreme Dominance of All Professions
What does double authority mean?
It means that in the peak of the era, he could even summon eight or more Traveler Mage creatures to fight for him. Each of these Traveler Mage creatures could level up, equip powerful magical items, and even use fate cards. So, one can imagine how spectacular it would be for nine peak Traveler Mages to attack together with the support of a double elemental pool and multiple draw actions in each round.
In the face of such a huge advantage, the flaws seen by ordinary Traveler Mages, the imperfections that Tumen worried about, had long since vanished.
Thinking of this, Brendel couldn’t help but tremble slightly and close his eyes. If he had hesitated before formally choosing this path, in this moment, after truly validating his thoughts—
He finally understood that a path belonging solely to himself as a Traveler Mage had been etched into the history of this world.
This was the true path to perfection and limits. It was unique and irreplaceable, difficult to ascend in the eyes of others, but to Brendel, it felt entirely fitting for him. The double elemental pool, double authority, and even the massive amount of equipment, experience, and elemental pool capacity he needed to consider, were exactly what Brendel, as a reborn experienced warrior, was most adept at.
Because Brendel could be certain that, except for the deities and the literary work “Cangzhi Poetry” that recorded everything, it was hard for anyone in this world to know more secrets than he did. Whether it was the past, future, or present.
But all of this was not due to some luck or coincidence, for he knew himself better than anyone, and even at the moment he obtained Chunximan’s manuscript, he realized that this was the path most suitable for him.
And now, every detail confirmed his thoughts.
After shutting his eyes for a moment, he opened them again. The mountains came into view, and at that moment, the undulating range gave him some kind of illusion, as if the whole world was prostrating at his feet.
This was the power that belonged solely to the Traveler Mage, using all things as blades, with the world as a battlefield.
Brendel let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to express these feelings from his heart. He slowly released his hands, and the power of the elements crumbled away in his palms. At that moment, Tumen and Saint Ausoor watched this scene with some regret; the two elemental emperors and sage kings from the era of the Saint War felt a fleeting illusion, as if a miracle was vanishing from their sight.
That was indeed a miracle.
Only, unlike Tumen and Saint Ausoor’s judgment, the miracle Brendel saw was more intuitive; the two elemental pools, one larger and one smaller, trembled slightly in the air like light screens, clearly presenting complete data before him:
[Fire] (20/20)
[Wind] (20/20)
[Earth] (20/20)
[Water] (20/20)
[Light] (40/40)
[Darkness] (10/10)
[Nature] (—)
[Fire] (60/60)
[Wind] (60/60)
[Earth] (60/60)
[Water] (60/60)
[Light] (60/60)
[Darkness] (120/120)
[Nature] (60/60)
The larger and smaller elemental pools, with the smaller one clearly belonging to Brendel’s soul. After all elements were initialized, the nature elemental pool remained at zero. This could only signify that Brendel was truly of no relation to the Druid’s power system. However, after receiving the grant from Martha, the affinity for light elements was still far ahead, even surpassing other elements by a factor.
As for the other, it was rather extreme.
As an initial elemental pool, its total capacity reached an astounding sixty. The dark elemental pool was even more outrageous, hitting an eye-watering one hundred and twenty points—though this capacity was far from that of the former elemental emperor Tumen, it was still an unimaginable number compared to those with some elementalist talent, or among those who were handpicked to be recommended to study at the Saint Ausoor Torilim Elemental Academy or Erlandta’s Whistling Hall.
In fact, Brendel himself could hardly believe that a part of Sue’s soul could have such strong elemental affinity.
“Check your card pool!” Tumen suddenly shouted.
Brendel also realized the same issue; he opened the panel and two sets of numbers instantly dazzled his eyes:
6 (10), 13 (20)
The two elemental pools meant two separately calculated card pool capacities. Although it was anticipated, seeing it for real still left Brendel feeling somewhat suffocated. He silently glanced at the panel and then raised his head to look at Tumen; though he didn’t speak, his eyes clearly conveyed his meaning.
“Two card pools?” Tumen gasped, nearly losing his sanity.
Brendel nodded slightly.
“Martha above—”
As if a small moment had passed or perhaps an eternity, the bizarre scene on the platform made it hard for the three to realize the passage of time; the howling mountain winds between the peaks seemed to annotate this moment.
It felt like an era had passed, and Saint Ausoor finally came back to his senses from the previous shock: “Brendel… you, that guy Odin really has an eye for talent… what, what is going on here?”
But before Brendel could answer, Tumen interrupted them. The young man fixed his blood-red eyes on Brendel and asked, “Brendel, did you foresee this?”
Brendel was slightly stunned.
He didn’t expect this elemental emperor to have picked up on this. He hesitated for a moment; this was one of his greatest secrets. If he could, he would prefer to keep it hidden. But the next moment, he changed his mind and gently nodded, “Yes, but I don’t know how to explain it, Lord Tumen—”
“Then there is no need to explain,” Tumen replied seriously, giving Brendel a careful look, and sighed: “…Perhaps one day you will become a legend among Traveler Mages, Brendel.”
Brendel took a slight breath.
The reason he said this was also to not lose the other’s trust. After all, his inheritance as a Traveler Mage first stemmed from this elemental emperor. Moreover, the other’s heroic soul may have long transformed into a star in the sky above Vaunte; he needn’t worry about the other seeing through anything.
And Tumen clearly did not let him down.
The elemental emperor paused and continued to ask, “So, now that you have confirmed your path, how do you plan to choose the cards in your hand?”
Brendel knew this was the main event. The card pool capacity of 4 (10), 12 (20) represented the maximum limit of his card pool. The latter indicated the number of cards he could temporarily possess without adding them to the pool.
Upon entering the official domain of the Traveler Mage, due to the clear laws, Traveler Mages could no longer freely carry cards belonging to others as they did during their apprentice phase. After all, cards from different laws would inevitably conflict with the laws of the Traveler Mage, and once this conflict exceeded a certain limit, severe backlash would occur.
The consequences of backlash could range from card destruction to repercussions affecting the Traveler Mage’s very being, or even completely obliterating the laws governing the Traveler Mage. Such occurrences had happened in history. The moment Brendel officially advanced to Traveler Mage, memories about these knowledges seemed to automatically fill his mind.
However, he had already considered these issues and replied without much hesitation: “I’ve thought it through, but before that, I plan to manifest the second authority first.”
“Second authority?” Tumen looked up at the cards Brendel held, asking: “Which of the twelve power systems are you planning to choose this time?”
“This time I intend to appoint those close to me,” Brendel smirked slightly, also lifting his head; his gaze swept toward another card floating in mid-air, asking: “Charles, are you ready?”
“Always ready for a level up, my lord,” Charles’ voice was as confident as ever.
“Level up might be out of the question; you’re going to reset to zero first. From now on, you can’t live and die repeatedly. Have you considered this clearly?” Brendel became serious.
“Don’t say that living and dying repeatedly sounds like a fun thing, my lord,” Charles’ voice couldn’t help but complain: “Moreover, being able to break free from the limitations of cards and act more like a normal person is already a great blessing for me.”
“Then I understand,” Brendel nodded: “This time, contrary to the last, I will start by taking you as the core to manifest this card set—”
Saying this, he extended his hand to slice forward:
“I declare that this law is born from now on.”
“The White Sacred Tower shimmers among the floating clouds, a mage holding a scroll weaving up the holy stairs.”
The sound echoed on the platform, the secret of the sacred tree fell into his hands, as if the clouds were gathering in mid-air. It landed between those clouds. Immediately, a series of white spires rose, shining brightly in the sunlight; then the Saintly White streets, corridors, and bridges emerged from the colorful glow, the wizard holding the scroll stepped out from the spires, and in an instant, created a magnificent city with mysterious magic.
In the center of that city, a giant tree rose from the ground, its pure white, ivory-like trunk supporting an emerald crown, enveloping the entire city beneath it.
Below the city floating in the clouds, the cerulean sea formed the bottom color of the entire world. Brendel placed the Ember Volcano, and a shadow of mountains instantly billowed white smoke at the edge of the sky.
The two land cards merged into this brand new world, and the disordered world suddenly stabilized.
Brendel then had time to gaze at this azure sea world and the vast plain nearby; the two worlds floated in the void, as if two small sandboxes.
Then he said: “This is your world, Charles.”
“Thank you so much, my lord,” Charles’ voice erupted with laughter.
Brendel pointed and replied: “I will name Medisa’s world as Flanwen, which means glory upon the plains. And your world is named Beinka, this azure sea is the source of your power, it symbolizes the Silver Wizard—noble, mysterious, elegant, and ever-changing.”
“The Silver Wizard has stood at the pinnacle of the laws for centuries. Their power comes from pride in the exploration of wisdom and knowledge.”
He extended his hand, and Charles’ card fell into his palm. Silver flames burned fiercely on the card, and as the flames faded, it revealed the dark golden colors beneath:
Silver Robe Wizard
Law I
Water 30
[Creature—Silver Robe Wizard/Human (Level 1)]
The Silver Robe Wizard enters with 100 mana; special ability, Traveler Mage.
Tapping gains 20 mana.
Maintaining, the Silver Robe Wizard stays on the field as a permanent object.
“The words flowing between the scrolls are the key to unlocking the door of power—” (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
