Lord of the Magical Beasts

Chapter 397: Shadow Wizard

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Space Fold, kill!”

Winnink the commander of the Dead Soul Knights roared as he saw how powerful Yang Ling and his gang were. He threw the sharp Sabre away decisively and pulled out a dagger that gleaned with a cold light. He burnt his soul as a price to deploy the Space Fold Spell, Phantom Cloak.

Space Fold is a mixed spell that was refined from the Wind Spell and Space Spell. With just a flinch of the heart, one would be able to breakthrough the emptiness and enter the space turbulence to get further or closer away to their enemy at an unimaginable speed. Just the speed itself was already a few times faster than the teleportation of a sage-level Space Spellcaster, or even over ten times. Legend has it that this was spell of a deity and was an unattainable domain by humans!

After praticising for more than a million years, Winnink has already became a Domain Expert that possessed a huge amount of battle energy and a strong soul. His realisation of the Law of Massacre has also exceeded that of an ordinary Undead Champion. However, without the Phantom Cloak and the support of the bursting energy from burning his soul, he would not be able to deploy the powerful Space Fold Spell.

Burning the soul would used up a huge amount of Soul Energy, and even turn one into an idiot or disperse its soul. Although the consequences could be dire, Winnink the Commander of the Deaf Soul Knights couldn’t care that much and gave it his all to kill off Yang Ling and his gang!

He could only truly revive by feeding on large amount of blood essences and soul, and change his current state that is neither human nor ghost. Even though there was no lack of souls in the Underground Tomb, the blood essence of a living soul was hard to come by in a million years. He had waited for thousand and millions of years to meet such a group of living humans like Yang Ling, he wouldn’t pass by this opportunity easily.

He licked his cracked lips excitedly as he looked at the many spiders, Evil Eyes, Horned Bee Beasts and other magical beasts around the Great Wizard Alter, and as he took in the scent of the long-awaited fresh blood. After using the soul to confirm Yang Ling’s location, he took a deep breath and charged towards him directly without a care for the surrounding illusions.

Although the Phantom Cloak wasn’t a divine weapon of light, it was more precious than the Church’s Crown of Thorns, the Pharaoh King’s Staff of Life and other divine weapons of light in Winnink’s eyes.

With the Phantom Cloak that he acquired by chance, he could crept up quietly on his enemies after turning invisibles. He could kill off the enemy’s commander on the battlefield and received many battle achievements. With the Phantom Cloak, he could breakthrough the emptiness and teleport near his enemies like a Space Spellcaster to kill them off with one single blow. With the Phantom Cloak that was filled with a huge amount of Life Force, he had by sheer luck managed to escaped the disaster a million years ago. Even though he had been buried in the Underground Tomb, he was luckily enough to keep a clear conscious and his complete memory.

That year, he had received the order to lead the army that he belonged in and guard the Underground Tomb that was close to completion. However, they were harmed by evil villains unexpectedly and drank the horrible Rotten Corpse Water unintentionally, which turned the entire army became the eighth generation of the Pharaoh’s burial objects. Although he had managed to survive with the help of the Phantom Cloak, his body had turn highly rotten and he became a unique dead soul. He would only be able to get rid of his disgusting outlook by absorbing a huge amount of blood essences and souls, or by absorbing a large amount of Life Force.

However, they were only dead souls and death energy in the Underground Tomb. Over the hundred and thousands of years, although he had practised hard with the help of the Phantom Cloak and became the most powerful dead soul in the perimeter of the Underground Tomb, he still couldn’t remove the pain on his body and in his soul. Even when he tried to enter the deep ends of the Underground Tomb without a care for anything else, he still wasn’t able to find a solution.

After waking up from his meditation and discovering the traces of Yang Ling and his gang, he wouldn’t pass up on such a hard to come by opportunity, no matter what it would cost him!

After being in the Underground Tomb for thousands and millions of years, where he had to endure pain and suffering everyday, immortality has lost its attractiveness to him. He only wanted to become a normal human being again, to once again return to the sunny ground surface and to breathe the fresh air from the earth’s ground once more.

With the price of burning his soul, Winnink successfully deployed the Space Fold Spell of the Phantom Cloak. His speed was beyond imagination, and was even faster than the teleportation of a Space Spellcaster. Even though he had seen Winnink charging over with the “All-Seeing” Wizard Spell, Yang Ling who was sitting cross-legged in the ground wasn’t able to dodge him in time. Just as he seized a hand print and was about to teleport it out with the Wind Evasion Spell, Winnink’s sharp dagger was stabbed ruthlessly into him.

“Feebleness, tardiness, weakness, fainting spells…

Yang Ling could feel a series of negative feelings the moment when Winnink’s dagger was stabbed into him. It was evident that his opponent’s dagger had not only been attached to a terrifying cursed, but also smeared with deadly poison.

“Hahaha. Go to hell, sinners who had stored into the tomb!” Winnink laughed excitedly as he saw how wobbly Yang Ling was after receiving the attack, the fresh blood flowing out of his chest and as he sensed his powerful soul. He finally saw the hope for revival, and the hope to return to the ground surface after suffering for thousands and millions of years.

Although the Dark Dragon King, Flying Dragon King and the others were very powerful, Winnink who has reached the domain level in his practise could innately sense that the biggest threat was actually Yang Ling who was siting on the Great Wizard Alter. If he was able to kill Yang Ling, he would have the confidence to command the Dead Soul Knight Army to kill off the entire Magical Beasts Army under Yang Ling, so that he could feed on their blood essences and souls.

After feeding on thousands and millions of magical beasts’ blood essences and souls, he would have the confidence to breakthrough the bottleneck of his practise, and completely blend the death energy and life force in him such that he would be able to revive as a normal human being. Once the time is right, he would be able to leave this never-seen-daylight Underground Tomb though the Spell Formation in the deep ends of the tomb, and return to the sunny ground surface.

“B*stard, I’m going to kill you!”

“Sir… Sir…”

…

Winnink was just moving too fast and Yang Ling couldn’t teleport away in time, let alone being saved by the Dark Dragon King, Purple Rat Little Ice, Ymort and the others who were fighting in a bloody battle with the Dead Soul Knights. They were all astonished and charged desperately towards him as they saw Yang Ling’s face turned pale and his body wobbled. The Purple Rat Little Ice and Thousand-faced Mink who left the formation on their own were exceptionally frantic as they charged towards him, while fixing their gaze on Winnink’s soul ripples.

If Yang Ling were to meet with any mishaps, their soul would also breakdown. They would either turn into a lifeless dead soul or be completely dispersed. The consequences would be dire!

“Hahaha. Come, present your fresh blood and soul. Come…” Winnink laughed excitedly after commanding the Dead Soul Knights that were ambushed in the Forz Castle to charge forward and attack Yang Ling’s restriction frantically. To his surprise, just as he was about to draw out the dagger to cut Yang Ling’s throat with a single stroke, the Great Wizard Alter was suddenly emitting black flames that reached the sky and an unstoppable laughter could be heard.

Yang Ling gritted his teeth and gave it his all at the very crucial moment, and an enormous amount of Wizard Power and Mental Power was released. By Lending the strength of the Great Wizard Power and the support of the Great Wizard Seal, he deployed the ancient wizard spell – Offering of the Soul.

During the ancient times, the Soul Wizard would lead the brave warriors of the tribe to fight the heaven and earth, overcoming every disaster and defeating every devil. When there was a devil that was harder to deal with, the Soul Wizard would burn his soul energy as offering to befall a black flame that could burn everything to kill the devil.

“Ah… Soul Burning Black Flames!” Winnink screamed with shock as he felt the black flames passing through his bones and burning his soul. His body became numbed as he started to lose his conscious.

“Eh, that doesn’t seem right!” While Winnink was shocked, Yang Ling was even more astonished as he saw Winnink struggled in the fire.

According to the guideline on the stele, the black flames activated by the Offering of the Soul would burn the Star Metal and Immortal Dead Souls into ashes, let alone human bones and souls. It was evidently unusual for Winnink to be able to struggle among the flames for that long. He had either practise some weird magic, or had some powerful treasure on him.

Feeling suspicious, Yang Ling waved his hand to disperse the black soul flames and expanded the Ice-sealing Domain to freeze Winnink into an ice sculpture. After running the Wizard Power and Life Force through his body to rid of the discomfort, a wisp of Divine Knowledge seeped out and he carefully observed his opponent’s situation.

“Tsk tsk, such a powerful cloak!” Yang Ling opened his eyes after observing it for a while with his Divine Knowledge. He couldn’t believe it and shook his head as he looked at the black Phantom Cloak on Winnink.

Through the powerful Divine Knowledge, he realised that Winnink only has the strength of an ordinary Domain Expert. However, the Phantom Cloak on him contained a huge amount of Life Force. It wasn’t the black flames that weren’t able to burn Winnink, but the Phantom Cloak that was healing its owner too quickly, which created the illusion that he couldn’t be burnt.

“This object is not too bad. It’s a pity…” Yang Ling had no choice but to shake his head as he sensed the connection that was deeper than blood between the Phantom Cloak and Winnink.

If he had a way, he would definitely snatch the powerful Phantom Cloak over without any hesitation. However, apart from the huge amount of Life Force, the Phantom Cloak also contained a source of obscure energy. Beside the fact that his soul has been damaged after forcefully deploying Offering of the Soul Wizard Spell, even if he were to recover to full health, he still wouldn’t have the confidence to refine such a treasure.

A treasure that cannot be refined or used would still be useless even if it’s a Divine Weapon. Might as well…

Yang Ling thought of an idea as he looked at Winnink who was semi-unconscious and frozen into an ice sculpture, and thought of his unique ability to turn invisible coupled with his astonishing speed. The Wizard Sect has just been established – Alice oversaw the Poizon Wizards, Master Aaron controlled the Weapon Wizards, the Dark Dragon King ran the Wizard Warriors… Most categories of Wizards already had a successor, except for the Shadow Wizard which doesn’t have any suitable successor till date. As a commander of the Dead Soul Knights, Winnink had a powerful strength and also possessed a compatible treasure. It would be such a waste if he wasn’t put to good use.

“From now on, you will be under the Wizard Sect. You would be the Shadow Wizard who is in charge of walking through the dark to help me get rid of all enemies blocking the way in the darkness!”

After dissolving the ice in between Winnink’s brows, Yang Ling worked out a drop of blood essence and pressed it lightly between his brows. A large amount of Wizard Power and Mental Power surged out as he chanted the Wizard Mantra to tame the so-called most powerful dead soul in the perimeter of the Underground Tomb. Soon, many peculiar symbols started to appear on Winnink’s body. More and more of them emerged and started spinning slowly!

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