I ascend to the throne of God with arcane magic.

Chapter 838 The Association's Savior?

Jonas City

The atmosphere within the Pan-Continental Buddhist Association has been quite tense lately, with many members being cautious for fear of being drawn into the disputes between different schools of thought.

For the members of the association, the emergence and rise of the [Source of All Laws] was something they wanted to see.

Because this brings them substantial benefits and can even change their lives.

Therefore, when the [Source of All Laws] clashed with the original schools of thought within the association, they were basically all on the side of the [Source of All Laws].

However, the original schools of thought within the association had existed for an unknown amount of time.

Many members of the association have been dealing with those schools of thought ever since they joined the Pan-Continental Mage Association.

They also have a full understanding of the strength of those schools of thought.

The power of those three top schools of thought, in particular, has long been deeply ingrained in people's minds.

If you really asked them to stand up against the three top schools of thought, many people wouldn't have the courage.

After all, the current [Source of All Laws], although it has Li Si, the disciple of the Second Speaker, there are not many other legendary councilors who have joined the school.

With the power of the [Source of All Laws], it is simply unimaginable to contend with all the schools of thought within the Association.

Therefore, most people can only pray in their hearts that the "Source of All Laws" can persevere despite the siege by various schools of thought.

They didn't want the changes brought about by the "Source of All Laws" to be erased, causing the association to return to its previous stagnant state.

Some people are even wishing that Second Speaker Stephens will return to the association soon.

If the Second Speaker had the support, those schools of thought would probably stop attacking Li Si and his "Source of All Laws," right?
As time went on, more and more people learned that a legendary councilor had proposed a bill to restrict the [Source of All Laws] in the legendary council.

More people are starting to pay attention to the developments of the "Source of All Laws" and other schools of thought.

Will we end up in a direct, head-on conflict?

Many people waited silently, but what they didn't expect was that instead of news of conflict between the Source of All Laws and other schools of thought, they received news of the Third Speaker's return and the punishment of traitors to the Association.

What stunned everyone in the association even more was the list of those who had betrayed the association.

The leader was none other than Oliver, the Wild Sage of the Myriad Forms Secret Society!

This is the vice leader of one of the three top schools of thought, the Myriad Forms Secret Society!
In addition, there are legendary councilors such as Ullr, the Throat of Illusions, and Natalie, the Queen of Ice.

These are the backbone of those schools of thought!

Besides the three top schools of thought, there are other legendary councilors from other schools of thought.

Many legendary politicians were involved. Although many of them were lured in by Oliver and others with promises of benefits and were unaware of Oliver's true plans, they did indeed become accomplices to those traitors.

Under the supervision of the Third Speaker, Talindra, different punishments were imposed directly on each legendary member of parliament based on the specific crimes they committed.

Before the Third Speaker, Tallindra, all the legendary members of parliament involved in the incident obediently accepted their punishment.

As legendary councilors, they were well aware of the power of the three speakers and had no intention of resisting.

Of course, this is also because a large number of people are involved, and most of them are simply in a cooperative relationship and do not know the truth of those things like Oliver and Uller.

Their previous alliance against the "Source of All Laws" was merely a result of being persuaded by Oliver and others, and was for the benefit of their respective schools of thought.

However, to avoid causing further chaos within the association, Tarindra only declared that all traitors had been punished.

As for Oliver, who had become a demigod and defected, this was kept secret by Tarindra.

The punishment of such a large number of legendary councilors from various schools of thought was enough to throw the entire association into chaos.

At this time, stability is the most important thing for the Pan-Continental Mage Association.

Of course, Tarindra didn't just reveal the details of this traitor.

Soon, everyone in the association learned that the Third Speaker, Tarindra, was able to discover and deal with the traitors so quickly entirely because of Li Si's help.

It was he who sensed the undercurrents within the association and established the [Source of All Laws] to guide the association back onto the right track;
It was also he who discovered Oliver and the others' abnormality in advance and devised a plan to make them expose their true colors.
In the end, it was he who defeated Uller and several other legendary councilors head-on, thwarting their conspiracy!
In the propaganda that Tarindra had people spread, Li Si was almost portrayed as the savior of the association, single-handedly defeating the alliance of a dozen or even dozens of legendary councilors!
For a time, Li Si's prestige within the Pan-Continental Mage Association soared.

All the young mages who had just joined the association had heard of Li Si's deeds and regarded him as an object of their respect and pursuit.

Even other legendary councilors couldn't help but feel more wary of Li Si.

Good heavens, they took down almost half of the association's legendary councilors in one fell swoop; their influence is truly astonishing.

In addition, the relationship between the Third Speaker, Tarindra, and Lis is also a source of curiosity.

Isn't he a protégé of Second Speaker Stephens?
How come she seems to have such a good relationship with the Third Speaker, Tarindra?
Is the Pan-Continental Buddhist Association his home?
Even if the First Speaker, Lord Osiris, were to step forward the next moment and admit that Li Si was his illegitimate son, no one else would be too surprised.

However, while everyone's attention was focused on Li Si, he never appeared.

The same applies to the Source of All Laws; it continues to develop smoothly as before, as if nothing has happened.

However, with the Third Speaker, Tarindra, in charge, the Pan-Continental Mage Association quickly calmed down, as if nothing had happened.

However, everyone knew very well that the Pan-Continental Mage Association had begun to move down a completely different path.

The Kingdom of Fes, a small border town
In this forgotten borderland, there is a small, originally remote town.

Located on the southern edge of the plateau in the Kingdom of Fes, far from the hustle and bustle, this place is where time flows slowly, and the residents live a simple and unpretentious life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

However, the small town had completely changed, now shrouded in a terrifying and eerie crimson hue.

The last rays of the setting sun were swallowed by darkness, and the entire city seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss.

The hustle and bustle of the streets has vanished, replaced by an eerie silence.

The once bustling market is now reduced to broken stalls and scattered goods, soaked in blood and emitting a pungent, fishy smell.

Most of the doors and windows of the houses were broken, and the cold wind howled through them, making an eerie wailing sound, as if the city was groaning in pain.

Everyone in the small town seemed to have vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace.

Only flowing blood remained, running rampant through the city streets. The blood coalesced into tiny streams, meandering through the streets and alleys, eventually converging in the city center.

They were like living demons, constantly rolling and surging, as if they wanted to devour the entire city in this blood-red ocean.

Every drop of blood seemed to contain endless pain and despair, sending chills down one's spine.

In this city shrouded in blood, only a few people dressed in black robes remained.

Their figures appeared particularly mysterious and sinister in the dim light, as if they were messengers from hell.

These people all wore black masks, revealing only pairs of eyes that gleamed with an eerie light, making it impossible to see their true faces.

They slowly walked toward an altar made of piled bones in the center of the city.

The altar was tall and terrifying, and every white bone seemed to be a symbol of curse, exuding a cold and evil aura.

The intertwined bones formed a complex and eerie pattern, seemingly a symbol of some mysterious force.

At the top of the altar stood a huge, eerie black crystal that seemed to contain endless dark power, constantly drawing everything around it in.

Several men in black silently approached the altar. The one in the lead slowly raised his hands, palms up, and began chanting a mysterious incantation in an ancient and hoarse language.

The others stood in a circle around the altar, whispering in agreement.

Their voices intertwined, forming an eerie sound wave that echoed through the silent city.

"We hereby offer our most sincere respect to the great Lord of Blood Shadows, Atos!"

The leader of the men in black suddenly shouted, his voice filled with fanaticism and awe.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other men in black pulled out daggers that gleamed with a cold light from their pockets.

Without hesitation, they plunged their daggers into their wrists, blood gushing out instantly and dripping onto the altar.

The blood flowed through the gaps in the bones, as if drawn by an invisible force, gathering near the black crystal at the top of the altar.

"Great Azathoth, you are the source of darkness, the ruler of blood."

We use our own blood as a catalyst to open this gate to your divine realm.

The leader of the men in black continued to pray, his voice trembling slightly with emotion.

"The creatures of this city have all become your faithful sacrifices; their blood will nourish your power, and their souls will be forever imprisoned in your darkness."

"Grant us supreme power so that we may become your messengers in the world, spreading your terror and majesty to every corner."

May those who dare to offend you be reduced to ashes in your wrath.

The other men in black also shouted in unison, their eyes flashing with a mad light, as if they could already see the glorious scene of receiving the power bestowed by the evil god.

Just then, a mysterious and sublime power quietly descended.

It possessed an otherworldly majesty, yet subtly revealed an extremely malevolent aura.

Like the whispers of ancient gods, it resonates deep within everyone's soul.

This force seemed to possess a life of its own, moving through the ruins of the city, causing the air to tremble wherever it passed, as if the entire city was responding to its call.

Affected by this force, the once calm and peaceful city suddenly became strangely eerie.

Guided by this power, the river of blood flowing through the city seemed to come alive, meandering and twisting through streets and around buildings, eventually pointing towards the altar of bones in the city center.

Upon seeing this, the men in black became extremely excited, their eyes gleaming with fanaticism, as if the power they had longed for was beckoning to them.

They knew this was a sign that the sacrificial ceremony was about to reach its climax.

Once the river of blood has fully converged at the altar, they can offer their most sincere respect to the supreme Lord through this ancient ritual, thereby receiving supreme blessings and power.

However, just as everyone was immersed in the euphoria of impending success, a sudden change occurred.

The blood river, which was originally flowing towards the city center with unstoppable momentum, suddenly seemed to be choked by some invisible force, its flow slowed down abruptly, until it came to a complete stop.

Then, an even more shocking scene occurred.

Those rivers of blood began to evaporate at a visible speed, turning into wisps of smoke that quickly disappeared into the air, as if they had never existed.

With the complete disappearance of the Blood River, the entire sacrificial ritual seemed to lose all its power, like a body whose soul had been ripped out, abruptly coming to an end.

The fanaticism on the faces of the men in black was instantly replaced by astonishment and fear. They looked at each other, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.

What's happening here?
Was the ceremony a success?
Why didn't they receive the power bestowed by the Lord?

Just as the men in black robes were filled with doubt and suspicion, each of them looking around warily like startled birds, trying to catch a glimpse of something unusual in the thick darkness of the night, a slender figure appeared on the altar without warning.

She was a young girl dressed in a blood-red princess dress, with a graceful figure but an aura that could not be underestimated.

She stood at the edge of the altar, scanning the black-robed figures below with horrified expressions, her eyes revealing deep disgust.

Immediately, she moved her right leg, drawing a graceful arc in the air before stomping hard on the bone altar below.

This kick, though seemingly effortless, actually contained terrifying power.

Despite her petite stature, she seemed insignificant compared to the massive and eerie altar of bones.

But the moment her feet touched the altar, the entire altar seemed to have been struck by a heavy blow and began to tremble violently.

Upon seeing this, the people in black robes exclaimed in alarm, some even trying to step forward to stop it, only to find themselves completely unable to move in the face of this terrifying power.

Immediately afterward, with the woman's resolute and powerful stomp, the altar of bones finally gave way and collapsed with a crash, raising a cloud of dust and broken bones.

"Alright, now that the disgusting stuff is done, before I send you to see your master, I'd like to ask you a question."

The girl kicked her foot to shake off the dust, and then said:

"Which direction is Danro Port in?"

(End of this chapter)