Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 747: The Dark Lord and the Sage Revolution (XI)

Three days later.

The city of Letherien.

In the center of Letherien stands a majestic and cold magic tower. It is a symbol of power built by the Serpent Crystal Wall Council for the Kaelassell family. It is also the family’s political center in the Muggle base.

The original city lord's mansion had long been demolished, and this tower replaced it, becoming the core hub of the entire city.

The magic tower rises high into the clouds. Its main colors are dark red and black, and it is carved with intricate snake patterns, symbolizing the family's authority and rule.

The emblem of the Kailasel family was hung on the top of the huge tower, with a silver snake pattern hovering above it, emitting a faint sense of oppression.

The rune barrier around the tower flickered with a faint light, isolating the commotion in the city, like an invisible barrier guarding the tranquility within the tower.

In the ruling hall of the tower, Calvin Kelasel was staring coldly at the magic surveillance projection in front of him.

Calvin was about forty-five years old, dressed in a luxurious red robe. The family crest outlined in gold thread flickered slightly at the corner of the robe, showing unparalleled arrogance and majesty.

He took meticulous care of his appearance. He had a handsome face, sharp features, and a cold look that revealed an intimidating majesty, making him appear both arrogant and cruel.

Calvin Kelasel, one of the Seven Under the Sages, is known as the "Iron Archon". He is famous in the Kelasel family for his iron-fisted and ruthless methods - especially towards Mudbloods and Muggles.

At this moment, every corner of the city was clearly reflected in front of his eyes on the magic projection screen.

At the city gate square, dozens of gallows stood tall, and several wizards in blue robes were hung in the air, with expressions of pain frozen on their faces.

Countless civilians gathered around, with fear and anger in their eyes. The scene was quiet and depressing.

This was already the sixth batch of executions today. Calvin still showed no mercy. Looking at the surveillance camera, he frowned and whispered coldly:
"Damn it, can't these mudbloods just be more quiet?"

He slammed his hands on the table, his face as gloomy as iron.

Ever since the Dark Lord's Manifesto and the Ouroboros Curse began to circulate in Letherien, the order in the city has become increasingly unstable, with more and more wizards openly rebelling and even launching blatant attacks.

Several patrolling Auror teams were ambushed by mysterious rebels, and demonstrations by civilian wizards became more frequent.

Calvin immediately ordered a bloody suppression and personally led a team to publicly strangle the so-called "dark magicians" in batches, in order to deter the lawless elements in the city and try to suppress their rebellious spirit with blood.

While Calvin was cursing, the nearby Kailasel family officials lowered their heads and exchanged glances with different expressions. The atmosphere was solemn and depressing.

They have always been afraid of Calvin's ruthless style, knowing that the iron-blooded consul would never tolerate any weakness.

Finally, a red-haired Auror stepped forward. Although there was some trepidation in his eyes, he finally mustered up the courage to report the latest information.

"Sir Calvin," he said in a low and cautious voice, "our spies have confirmed that the Dark Lord has led those vicious criminals from Navaheban to occupy the village of Aedlin... Now, the Dark Lord's flag has been hoisted there."

He paused, as if hesitating whether to continue, but Calvin's cold eyes made him dare not pause for too long, so he continued:
"Moreover, a large number of Dark Lords in the city are trying to go to Edelyn Village in droves, attempting to join the Dark Lord's team. Their numbers are gradually increasing. I'm afraid that once they get out of control, the situation will become even more difficult to control."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a dead silence in the executive hall.

Calvin's face became even gloomier, his eyes were filled with coldness, and he seemed to be getting colder and colder.

His hands tapped lightly on the table, and after a moment's silence, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He was already planning the next bloody suppression in his mind.

After a moment of silence, a cold smile slowly emerged from the corners of the iron-blooded archon's mouth, and he said slowly and coldly:

"All those who have any connection with the Dark Demons, whether they are relatives, friends or just casual acquaintances, will be killed. No one will be spared."

After these words were spoken, the faces of the Aurors in the hall changed slightly. Many of them turned pale instantly, revealing a hint of uneasiness.

The situation in the city is turbulent right now, and the power of the Dark Lord has been gathering in secret. This large-scale massacre may not only provoke more resistance, but may even intensify people's sympathy and support for the Dark Lord.

What's more, the Dark Lord is now outside of Letherian...

Calvin swept his sharp eyes over them, sensing a hint of uneasiness and hesitation, and smiled coldly, as if he had already seen through these concerns.

With a bit of disdain in his tone, he continued:

"Don't worry about the Dark Lord, he won't dare to act rashly.

The sage has awakened from his slumber and reactivated the Book of Sage. He has used his authority to reinforce the entire crystal wall system, covering the entire Akares continent.

As long as the Dark Lord dares to attack us, the sage will send down thunderbolts to punish him and force him to use mana beyond the specified threshold.

What's more, the screening system of the Crystal Wall is being gradually adjusted, and the sage himself promised that time is on our side.

It will only take another two months for the new crystal wall network to be fully regulated, and even if the Dark Lord has the power to reach the sky, he will be completely expelled from the Hundred Layers World."

At this point, Calvin showed a hint of sarcasm and sneered, his tone full of contempt and confidence:
"When that moment comes, all the rebels who follow the Dark Lord will be suppressed and dealt with one by one."

After hearing the Archon's promise and analysis, the Aurors' tension relaxed slightly and their uneasiness subsided a little.

However, at this moment, another Auror standing nearby stepped forward, still with doubts in his heart, and raised a new question:
“Sir, the Dark Lord may not be able to take action himself, but he has gathered many Dark Lord followers.

These dark magicians obtained the Ouroboros spell he provided, which enabled them to bypass the barrier of our bloodline suppression and avoid the sage's magic network monitoring.

They were converging on a witch named Camille Sifani, who worked under the Dark Lord.

This person has been giving speeches in various places recently, vigorously promoting the Dark Lord's ideas, and has attracted a large number of Dark Lord followers to follow her."

Calvin was silent for a moment, his face gloomy.

Calvin was silent for a moment, his face becoming increasingly gloomy, with a hint of suppressed anger.

He snorted coldly and whispered:
"Camille Schifani? A student of Deer Academy, we shouldn't have let such a person in in the first place. It's really like inviting a wolf into the house..."

His thoughts quickly returned to the recent intelligence summary within the family - an investigative report on the secret actions of the Dark Lord and his entourage.

After careful investigation, they gradually narrowed down the clues of the Dark Lord's background to several key figures, among whom the most suspicious were members of the Luyuan Study Tour Group.

In addition to Camille, this group of people also involved a prominent outsider - the leader of the Emerald Watchers of the Hundred Layer World [NO.98 - Realm of Okrum] - Eldris Velorion.

This arrogant "Watcher" should have been a messenger of justice who maintained the order of the Hundred Layers World, but he "sneaked" into Acares under the pretext of investigating the Dark Lord. As a result, he not only failed to stop the situation from deteriorating, but inadvertently opened the door for the Dark Lord.

What she did was no different from being a traitor and a guide, and she completely betrayed the interests of the Hundred Layer World.

When the Kailasel family tried to take action against her and liquidate her for treason, she had already realized something was wrong and disappeared without a trace.

Thinking of this, Calvin became even angrier. However, the name Camille was not worth his attention.

"Camille Schiffini is just a country girl."

Calvin smiled coldly with contempt in his eyes. He firmly believed in his heart that he was far superior to this witch.

To him, the other party was just a village girl of humble origin, not worthy of the word "real threat".

In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly weigh the gap between the two sides, and disdainfully trampled on Camille in every aspect.

Firstly, in terms of bloodline, he is an orthodox Auror aristocrat, while she is just a hybrid wizard who rose from the countryside and has no qualifications to stand on equal footing with her family. This is a victory.

Secondly, in terms of military experience, he has decades of practical experience in leading military teams and is familiar with the battlefield, while the opponent is just a young man with no experience in battle command. This is his second victory.

In terms of military resources, he controls the main force of Letheren and has sufficient weapons and equipment support, while Camille only relies on a few black magicians and a few Ouroboros spells. He has brute force but is not to be feared. This is a triple victory.

Tactical advantage: their Kailasel family masters the mysterious language of Parseltongue and has tamed high-level snake spirits as combat aids. These snake spirits have extremely strong deterrent and destructive power on the battlefield.

The Black Demons were almost just guerrillas with loose discipline and weak combat effectiveness. They were like a mob and posed no real threat.

These are the four victories.

In terms of power, Aurors hold high judicial power. Gallows are everywhere in the city of Letherien. The threat of execution at any time is enough to make Mudbloods and Muggles tremble. Under their rule, law and death itself are swords hanging high.

Therefore, the "Dark Lord's Declaration" preached by the Dark Lord was extremely absurd in Calvin's eyes and could not shake the family's authority at all.

These are the five victories.

In terms of strategic vision, Calvin Kay Russell is well aware of how to deploy defenses in battle.

He divided his troops to hold the position, and firmly guarded Lethrein with a entrenched momentum, making it as impregnable as a rock, waiting for the sage to adjust the crystal wall system, which would be the time for a Jedi counterattack.

As for Camille? She is just a country witch. Commanding a battlefield is nothing but empty talk for her. She doesn't really understand strategy at all. She can only try it by brute force. It's not worth mentioning.

These are the six victories.

In terms of backing support, the Kailasel family controls the most profound resource accumulation of the Naga Ring, centuries of wealth support their military strength, and the sage network system provides continuous support; the Dark Lord's march only relies on a temporarily formed ragtag army, lacking stable supplies, and such backing will soon be exhausted.

These are the seven victories.

In terms of legitimacy, the Kailasel family has ruled the Naga Ring for hundreds of years. Their deep roots have enabled them to gain countless supporters, and generations of loyalty to the family are deeply rooted.

On the other hand, the Dark Lord only temporarily won over a group of rabble with his so-called declarations and promises. Once these people's morale is crushed, they will realize what is the centuries-old orthodoxy.

This is the eighth victory.

As for the future, he was full of disdain for those who surrendered to the Dark Lord. The prosperity and stability of the Naga Ring was the result of hundreds of years of management by the Kailasel family, and the Dark Lord, the Lord of the Abyss, would only bring endless disasters, dragging everyone into the abyss and ultimately bringing destruction.

This is the ninth victory.

In terms of time advantage, time is on the side of the Aurors. The Sage's Crystal Wall system will completely seal the Dark Lord's power, and the day when the Dark Lord's followers will be forced to surrender due to the depletion of resources will not be far away.

This is the final victory.

With ten wins and ten losses, what does Calvin Kellasse have to fear?
At this moment, ten victories were within reach, and the Dark Lord's march was doomed.

The Green Witch?
Oh, I didn't know I had such a bad record as a country girl! Calvin stood in the center of the Executive Hall, his eyes cold, weighing the advantages of both sides one by one. Every victory point became clearer in his mind, like a sharp blade, analyzing the weaknesses of the Dark Lord one by one.

There was a hint of smugness and sneer in his eyes, as if he had foreseen the inevitable defeat, seeing the Dark Lord's march crumble under his strategy, and the Dark Lord's fanatical followers would eventually become abandoned corpses.

He sneered, his eyes full of contempt, and his voice pierced into every corner of the hall like a sharp sword:
"These rabble of mudbloods actually want to resist? What a joke! Listen to my orders - divide your forces to surround the city and defend the key points! Let these stupid black magicians see with their own eyes what a real Kailasel iron wall is!"

His eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he pointed to several fortresses on the map:

"Hold Fort Loup and Fort Guding! These two places are the barriers of the eastern front. If they dare to approach, they will be immediately and completely defeated without mercy! As for Fort Lele,"

He pointed to the bridgehead on the Vaal River, his eyes becoming even colder.

"This is the choke point. As long as we firmly control this place, no matter what they do, it will be useless. Time is on our side. Even if they resist stubbornly, they will eventually be dragged down and completely collapse!"

He paused for a moment, snorted coldly, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"As for the so-called witch Camille? She is nothing more than a fanatical follower of the Dark Lord, a humble village wizard. Expecting her to turn the tables? That's ridiculous! We just need to wait for her and those rabble to fall into our trap and watch them become exhausted and surrender under our iron wall."

He raised his hand, his palm was cold and hard, and his tone was full of unquestionable majesty:
"Listen to my orders. The defenders of the forts are not allowed to act rashly. Do not be fooled by the ridiculous tricks of the black magicians! Keep your troops still and act according to my strategy. The majesty of Kailasel must not be violated!"

The Aurors present stood in awe. After hearing Calvin's domineering command, they responded in unison, as if they were infected by his unquestionable aura and confidence:
"Yes!"

The hall was filled with murderous atmosphere and morale was high.

Calvin looked down at them, a cold gleam in his eyes, and nodded with satisfaction.

Afterwards, all the Aurors in Letherian quickly deployed according to Calvin's instructions.

The guards in each fortress adjusted their defenses in an orderly manner. The lights of the layers of barriers and magic towers gradually lit up at dawn. The defensive fortress of Letheren stood like a solid wall, as if it was already waiting for the arrival of the black magician.

And Calvin, standing high in the tower, quietly overlooking the city, with a cruel smile in his eyes. The Dark Lord's march will gradually collapse under his control and pay the price in blood.

*
*
The next day.

In a temporary command post in the village of Aidlin, a magical projection of Fort Lupe was unfolding on the sand table.

Xia Xiuzhen was watching with great interest the battlefield layout drawn up by Camille. The sand table not only showed the key defensive points of Loup Fortress, but also marked several red points on the periphery of the fortress, representing the key locations of the Dark Lord's march.

"Calvin Kelasel is indeed afraid of your intimidation and chooses to avoid you."

Camille stood in front of the sand table, her long emerald green hair carefully braided into a tight bun and meticulously tied behind her head, looking capable and neat.

Her personality masks have long been dispersed and led their teams. Now the army under the Dark Lord is mainly divided into two groups: one is the "Nevahban March" formed after Xia Xiu liberated Naevahban, and the other is the "Dark Demon March" who responded to the Dark Lord's declaration and the Ouroboros curse.

At this moment, the Dark Lord's march was efficiently integrated in Camille's hands. She sent out eight personality masks, six of which were specifically responsible for leading the march of the weaker Dark Lord's followers, while the other two personality masks jointly led the elite and fierce Navaheban's march with Frederick Red.

Xia Xiu nodded slightly, rubbing his fingers slowly on his chin, a thoughtful gleam flashed between his brows, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His eyes fell on Camille, with some deep meaning:

"Recently, I have been able to sense a vague force of repulsion. It seems that the old turtle-like sage of the Naga Ring has finally lost his temper. He wants to delay time and try to expel me from this land before the wave of revolution is completely set off."

Camille's eyes darkened slightly when he heard this. His gaze was as sharp as a blade, and his tone was firm and unquestionable:
"Since they are buying time, we must not let them succeed. Our goal is clear: to defeat the six existing Weaving Masters one by one."

Xia Xiu nodded with satisfaction, his eyes revealing approval.

"Yes. The ambush I have set in the city of Arcadia is ready. In the next operation, they will cooperate with the imprisoned wizards to quietly eliminate the two Web Weaving Grand Masters in the city. I have left a projection of my power in his hands. With it, the success rate of this operation will be increased to 100%."

He paused and then said:

"However, I don't want to act now, so as not to alarm the other web-weaving masters. Once they sense the danger, they will be more wary of us. So, my strategy is to eliminate as many as possible before they lose their courage."

Camille smiled slightly, as if she had expected this, and replied calmly:
"I also have a plan to deal with two of the web-weaving masters."

Xia Xiu raised his eyebrows, and looked at Camille with interest, showing a bit of curiosity:

"Oh? Besides the Aurors in the city, who else do you target?"

Camille raised her head slightly and said calmly:
"The other web-weaving master doesn't need me to do it myself."

She paused, then said in a slightly apologetic tone: "She will deal with the 'prey' - Eldris Velorion."

Hearing this name, Xia Xiu smiled knowingly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of insight.

He said softly:
"The pledge of allegiance...what a brilliant move."

The Emerald Watcher, Eldris Velorion, was once a loyal watcher in the Hundred Layers World and the maintainer of the order of the Hundred Layers World.

However, her action of leading Camille into the continent of Akares was seen as betrayal, and now she has become a rat crossing the street that everyone wants to kill.

No matter who controls the future of the Naga Ring, she has nowhere to go.

At this moment, the only way she could go was to pledge her allegiance to the Dark Lord and personally present her "letter of allegiance".

Camille turned her gaze to Letherien on the sand table and analyzed calmly and attentively:
"You mentioned that these Web-weaving Archons can exert a power similar to that of a Dominant when they call upon the resources of the Magic Web. Although they are far less powerful than a true Dominant, they are still quite powerful. Moreover, they can also deliver a fatal Crown Strike by burning their own vitality."

The blond young man didn't say much, he just gestured for the other party to continue.

Camille continued, his tone full of deep thought about the battle situation:
"The power of their strength fluctuates greatly, with a huge gap between the upper and lower limits. Perhaps in some extreme state, it can form a powerful explosion, but it also means a lot of uncertainty."

Xia Xiu smiled slightly, with a bit of insight in his eyes, and he obviously understood what Camille meant:
"You want to know what the true limit of the Auror in Letherien City is at this stage."

Camille nodded slightly, with a determined fighting spirit burning in his eyes, and his tone was firm and steady:
"Suppose - just suppose - I can capture Letherian within five days, break the Auror's defenses, and completely liberate the civilian wizard class in the city. Then, how close can the strength of that Auror be to the realm of domination?"

Xia Xiu looked at her high fighting spirit, a smile appeared on his face, and he replied:

"The thieves of the world are not even one tenth as powerful as the Lord of Terra. If they had not stolen the extraordinary assets of the Naga Ring, they would be nothing more than a group of people who are disguised on the outside but empty on the inside. Without these stolen powers, they are not even half as powerful as the Lord of Terra."

"In this case, I will take down the head of the ruler of the Kailasel family here within a week."

There was an unquestionable determination in Camille's tone.

"Well, I am looking forward to it." The Dark Lord replied.

The Emerald Witch stood on the sand table, connected her own personality mask, began to unleash the horror of this module for the first time, and also began her first strategic command.

"Now, I will defeat them one by one."

*
*
*
Letherion.

First line of defense: Fort Loup.

The moat outside the Lupu Fortress has been fully opened, the protective barrier stands tall, and the magical protection surrounding the fortress is like an invisible barrier, isolating the fortress from the outside world.

The fortress was heavily guarded, and the passage of wizards other than Aurors was strictly prohibited.

Medusa snake monsters roamed on the main road, and huge guardian golems patrolled on both sides of the road, with magic runes flashing on their cold metal bodies.

In the air, a team of Aurors in red robes rode on flying brooms, closely observing the surroundings of the fortress with vigilant eyes.

In addition, there are many [Eyes of Mystery] floating in the air and on the ground, flashing dazzling light from time to time to detect any movement on the ground. The guard network is densely woven and appears to be impregnable.

Outside the fortress, in a dense forest, a team dressed in colorful wizard robes hid under a magical barrier.

The low-level magic such as [Advanced Invisibility] of the IV ring, [Traceless Step] of the II ring and [Curtain of Mystery] of the III ring overlapped with each other to build a tight concealment barrier for them.

Hundreds of wizards gathered here silently. In front of the team stood six green-haired women wearing dark robes and different masks. They were Camille's six personality mask clones. Each clone had a different temperament, forming her multiple command system.

An old wizard in a blue patched robe slowly walked up to a black-masked clone and whispered cautiously:

“Sir Camille, our use of mana is currently limited to the IV ring and below, and the magic we can cast is only basic protection and concealment functions - this is all thanks to the temporary dark network system built by His Majesty Abraham.

Otherwise, according to the Auror class, the exploitation coefficient is increased to 85% of the magic network limit, and we will not be able to resist their high-level magic at all."

The black-masked clone - "The Thinker" - nodded slightly and responded calmly:

"Thank you for your work, Mr. Black. Indeed, the restrictions are sufficient to present difficulties, but they are not insurmountable."

She glanced at the team behind her and continued:

"Calvin Kelasel foolishly chose to divide his troops for defense. As a result, the current defenders of Fort Loop are only 200 to 300 Aurors, while we have assembled 1200 wizards here. Although everyone's magic level is suppressed below the IV ring, through precise tactical coordination, we can still fight even if we face 300 Aurors with magic skills above the V ring."

She paused slightly, her eyes determined, conveying a calm and strong confidence to the team.

"The key to victory lies in flexible marching tactics and coordinated cooperation. Even if the magic ring is suppressed, we can adjust our positions through accurate magic calculations, reasonable positions and division of labor, so that the Aurors of the Kailasel family can never respond quickly and effectively.

We will increase our marching speed to the maximum, adopt a night march and a small reconnaissance force vanguard strategy, guide the large group of troops to advance quickly and covertly, and ensure that our actions always maintain the continuity of the offensive. "

As soon as she finished speaking, the expressions of the wizards in the team gradually became resolute. The Thinker's tone was firm and calm, with the composure of a commander:

"We will move quickly, not giving the Aurors a chance to react. Each attack position will be completed before they can react. By the time they have just started to deploy their defenses, the next target will already be under our control. We will fight quickly and continuously until the Loop Fortress collapses."

"When night falls, we will start to act."

"I need to take Fort Loup within two days!"

The Thinker Witch said in a cold tone.

……

(End of this chapter)