Chapter Eighty-Nine: Masked Mage Association
The existence of the Magic Suppression Prison is quite special.
For a long time, it has been used to imprison spellcasters who made mistakes, and behind this prison is involved a powerful wizard organization. This wizard organization later became one of the cores of the Arcane Empire, far more powerful than the current Northern Witch Council and Wizard Alliance, and this organization is called the Masked Mage Association.
There are clear records.
The masked mages control a powerful maze, within the range of which they can even monitor any spellcasting. Long ago, the Masked Mage Association began selling spellcasting licenses within their influence; only those who paid for their licenses could cast spells there. Otherwise, if you dared to cast spells outside, even just a small Arcane Missile, they would detect you and find your location.
Under normal circumstances, the first offense would result in just a warning.
However, if there is a second offense, the mages of the Masked Mage Association would attack, capture, or even k*ll you; this is their organization’s rule.
This behavior is naturally not worth paying much attention to.
Because the Masked Mage Association has long since perished along with the downfall of the Arcane Empire, what Soren is concerned about is another point: the magic network monitoring technology mastered by the Masked Mage Association.
That’s right!
They can already monitor the magic network.
Although the Masked Mage Association used the power of the maze to monitor a small area of the magic network, their ability to detect those who misuse magic within their sphere of influence represents a certain advanced technology.
This technology holds significant value for Soren!
Because if he can transfer it to Modo City, any signs of spellcasting within Modo City would not escape his eyes, and he could even use the power of the maze to accurately pinpoint the location of the spellcasters. The Masked Mage Association initially researched this technology just to sell spellcasting licenses, but by the time of the Arcane Empire, this had become a hallmark of many floating cities, where any misuse of magic was prohibited without a spellcasting license.
After receiving news from the High Priest, Soren immediately informed Gloria.
Gloria and the Fallen Witch were clearly also very interested in the maze technology mastered by the Masked Mage Association, but currently, the High Priest and the others hadn’t made any significant discoveries, so everything would have to wait until they found the Magic Suppression Prison.
Another day passed in the blink of an eye.
As April quickly approached, the material plane appeared calm on the surface, but beneath it lay tumultuous waves. Soren’s spies frequently learned of elven troop movements, including the high elves making repeated appearances at the borders of the orc kingdom.
War was imminent!
The invasion by the orc pantheon had finally provoked the high elves. Following the normal progression of history, Soren estimated that the main deities of the elven pantheon had already entered the Elven King’s palace.
War was about to erupt!
This battle between races was a continuation of hatred; the orc god’s lost eye filled him with boundless loathing for the elven pantheon.
“Should I intervene?”
At this moment, in the hall of Modo City, Soren had a map laid out before him, marking the positions of the elves and orcs. This battle was a struggle between divine powers, and the outcome would be terrifying. At least five gods would clash violently in the battle, with a danger level far exceeding other conflicts.
While Soren wished to mitigate the disaster of the Saint’s Cataclysm, this level of divine conflict was not something he could interfere with alone.
“Forget it.”
Soren sighed and shook his head, putting away the map, murmuring, “Let them fight.”
“If this battle doesn’t occur, the Spider Queen – Rose won’t stand a chance, and perhaps the subsequent historical trajectory will begin to change significantly.”
“Moreover, the orc pantheon’s invasion might not be unrelated to the Spider Queen.”
That which cannot be changed is about to come.
The hatred between the orc and elven pantheons directly led to the onset of war, and a large-scale battle would erupt around April at the borders, resulting in heavy losses for both the elves and orcs.
“I can foresee the demons’ attacks in advance. However, the struggles among the gods are hard to change.”
Soren furrowed his brow, lost in thought. Although he could develop peacefully on the Overseas Islands for a while, with such upheaval outside, the material plane now lacked the support of those three hundred thousand paladins. In the end, he truly didn’t know if he could withstand the wave of demon and devil attacks. One must remember that the Lord of Hell – Asmothiels’ plot was to drag the entire material plane into the Hell of Bartok.
The planes are not constant.
Of course, when power reaches a certain level, the laws of the world can also be altered.
In other words, as long as the power is sufficient, even the laws of the material plane can be forcibly twisted into the spaces of the lower planes.
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“My lord.”
A slender and graceful figure appeared before Soren, looking quite beautiful; it was a half-elf wanderer. As Soren’s power strengthened, there were more and more wanderers within the Church, with half-elves naturally having advantages in agility, making many potential excellent wanderers.
Soren glanced down at her and slowly said, “What is it?”
The slender and tall half-elf knelt respectfully on one knee, then said, “Recently, a group of clerics and priests from the Church of the Lord of Radiance entered the Rosad Duchy.”
“It seems it is related to the identity of the Duchess of Red Dragon.”
“They are subtly accusing the Duchess of Red Dragon of being a follower of devils, and currently, the people of the Rosad Duchy are in a state of panic, with many noble factions watching closely.”
Is it about to begin?
Soren’s mouth revealed a slight smile upon hearing this, and he waved his hand, saying, “I understand. You may leave for now.”
The half-elf wanderer bowed and withdrew.
Soren, grinning mischievously, gazed in the direction of the Rosad Duchy, realizing that the news implicating the Duchess of Red Dragon with the devils was something he had released. He didn’t expect the reaction of the Church of Radiance to be so swift; it hadn’t even been a month or two, and they were already preparing to act against the Duchess of Red Dragon.
“Very good.”
Soren smiled as he glanced at the map, murmuring, “With the Church of the Lord of Radiance moving against the Duchess of Red Dragon, it seems she won’t be able to make any moves for a while.”
“And the devil prince behind her should also be feeling headaches.”
“With this, the devils’ plans should be significantly delayed! I’ll have much more time to work with!”
“Then next…”
“I should take some time to visit the Astral Realm!”
Thinking of this, Soren couldn’t help but fall into contemplation.
His strength was growing stronger, and there were not many valuable things left on the material plane for him; perhaps he should consider excavating some treasures from various places within the Astral Realm.
Unfortunately, others had not yet been successfully trained; otherwise, Soren could have explored the ancient god’s corpse drifting in the Astral Realm.
………………(To Be Continued ~^~)
