Throne of the North.

Chapter 561: Magic in the Life Forbidden Zone, War to Destroy a Nation
The Empire's army faced not only the army of the Kingdom of Carlos, but also the armies of many noble lords and kingdoms in the southern lands. But even so, they still had the upper hand.

The only problem is that the war is so bloated that victory in one place cannot determine the outcome of the entire war.

The first day of war would not produce any results, and the second and third days would hardly produce any results either, especially since the battle between Earl Clayton and the Templar Legion Commander Kialtiel remained at a stalemate, and the extraordinary legions of both sides had little effect even among the millions of troops.

As expected, the war ended in sunk costs again. The reinforcements from the Holy See arrived little by little, and were thrown into the meat grinder battlefield of the Kingdom of Carlos. To the north of the empire, more troops were also advancing, and eventually appeared in the war in the Kingdom of Carlos.

As the commander-in-chief, Knight Klar was also overwhelmed. Anyone would be overwhelmed by the army of hundreds of thousands which was constantly increasing. Who could command hundreds of thousands of soldiers?

He could only find a way to maintain a large number of troops around the extraordinary legions of those great nobles, using the extraordinary legions as arrows to ensure that there would not be a large-scale defeat in the war.

Such command was excellent enough that even the nobles could not find any fault with it.

After the war lasted for half a month, new reinforcements from the Holy See arrived, including the Angel Guard Legion and the Oath of Faith, two of the ten extraordinary legions.

The former is very simple. According to legend, an angel came to the world and led the army of the Dawn Church to defeat the evil monsters and save mankind, so there came into being angel attendants.

The latter can also be reflected in the name, Oath of Faith, which is the army formed by the believers who originally laid down the rules of the Dawn Church such as not marrying and not having children. However, now in the Oath of Faith, it is said that every knight has his own bishop father or uncle.

Regardless of historical gossip, the strength of the two extraordinary legions was undoubted. Coupled with the 200,000 reinforcements that followed them, the Holy See began its counterattack against the Empire almost on the same day.

The Vatican is determined and will not allow the Empire to occupy the Kingdom of Carlos. The nobles of the Empire will not be willing to retreat like this either. They need the benefits that will be gained after victory in the war.

Klar was even more troubled. He suddenly felt that commanding hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops was not a difficult task. At least it would be much simpler than writing these letters to deceive the emperor.

Commander-in-Chief Kral, in addition to commanding, was naturally also responsible for describing the war on the front line to the emperor.

The war was now at a stalemate, but what the nobles needed was for the emperor to see that victory in the war in the south was expanding.

Why do this?

Because only when they see victory will the nobles of the empire continue to provide support, so that they can get more when they divide the cake after the war.

How can you get more cake without merit? What is merit? The merit of sending a hundred soldiers must be greater than the merit of sending ten soldiers.

What the nobles need is the difference of these ninety soldiers, so as to increase their bargaining chips on the battlefield of the kingdom.

The sunk costs have already occurred, and they can only keep betting until they win.

This is what gave Klar a headache, but looking at the insignias of the great nobles on the letter, it was obvious that in order to make the letter more credible, every noble on the battlefield was involved, and he was at most just an accomplice.

"We must conquer the Kingdom of Carlos before the Divine Grace Festival."

"I will crown King Olson Carlos on the Divine Grace Festival, and let the king become the true king of Carlos under the witness of the God of Light."

The emperor also wrote back, very excited, and demanded a quick victory in the war. He needed to use the victory and the Festival of Grace to consolidate his title and prestige as the Grand Pope of Light, as well as to deal another blow to the Church of the Dawn.

This request obviously silenced the commander-in-chief and rendered the nobles speechless.

If the war was as described, then it would certainly be possible to accomplish it before the Feast of Grace, but the current situation was that after the arrival of the Vatican reinforcements, they were even showing signs of decline.

The upcoming Grace Day will also have an impact on the soldiers, as they also want to go home.

When the war is going well, the soldiers are like wolves. When the war is at a stalemate, the soldiers naturally have more wild thoughts.

Before the Day of Grace... I'm afraid there will be no chance.

……

"Our chance has come."

There are many nobles on the southern battlefield, the most important of whom are naturally those great nobles who advocate war. The highest title among them is naturally Grand Duke Rodrigo.

The Grand Duke did not appear in person on the battlefield, otherwise Klar would have been stripped of his title of commander-in-chief.

Appearing on the battlefield was his son, the future Grand Duke, Brutus Rodrigo.

A magician at the pinnacle of the sanctuary, the other members of the Rodrigo bloodline around him are also magicians.

"After this war ends, the Magician Association must be established, otherwise we will lose the most favorable time and opportunity."

"His Majesty the Emperor has issued an order that during the Divine Grace Festival, the Kingdom of Carlos must be destroyed, allowing Count Olson to successfully inherit the land that belongs to the Carlos bloodline."

"But the war won't end so soon without the help of the magician."

"Let the nobles see the power of magicians and their influence on the war, and make the great nobles in the south compromise, especially the attitude of Meyers and the earls. Let them compromise and let the Magicians Association be successfully born next year."

"This is my father's wish, and I will not allow it to fail."

Brutus looked at the others around him and continued:
"I will contact the nobles and ask them to create opportunities for the magicians. And it is time for the magicians of our Rodrigo bloodline to take action."

"Winning this war is the glory of the empire and also the glory of Rodrigo."

After giving the order, Brutus went to where other nobles were. It was common to use war to make profits, but the nobles did not expect that Rodrigo could really find a way to resolve the war.

"What can you do?"

Earl Clayton looked at Brutus in front of him and asked directly.

"This is the power of a magician. Rodrigo has a way to use magic to defeat the Vatican army blocking the empire, but it will cost a huge price."

Brutus would not reveal all his cards, and said:
"Magic will weaken all our enemies, as long as they are not within the heavenly realm of Gialtil, and the weakened enemies will be vulnerable to the Empire's army, and we will be victorious at that time."

No noble would think that Rodrigo would lie. That was the dignity and credibility of a grand duke. Since there was a way, the nobles would naturally choose to believe it.

So on this day, when the empire launched an attack again, Master Roman received an order that was different from the previous ones.

"Mage Leman, you don't need to cast magic for now. Once the enemy becomes weak, you will have the opportunity to kill countless priests."

Brutus spoke to Mage Leman, who looked at the heir to the Grand Duke. He felt the magical factors in the void cheering with the other party's every move.

He had seen this feeling in elves. Those elves were born with the talent to make vegetation feel close to them. Whenever an elf appeared, the plants would behave differently.

Is it the talent given by the divine origin to the noble blood? Master Leman envied it. This talent was simply terrible, making Rodrigo a natural magic genius. One by one, the magicians gathered around Brutus, and he finally told his purpose.

"I will release forbidden magic, which is also my legendary gift."

Brutus' words puzzled the magicians, including the Light Shepherd Stuart, who also looked at the heir to the Grand Duke. He was only a sanctuary, not a legend, so where did the legendary gift come from?

But it is obvious that this is a secret belonging to Brutus and even the family of Archduke Rodrigo, and he will not disclose it.

"Because I am still only a sanctuary and cannot complete all forbidden legendary gifts, I need the help of magic from all the mages."

Brutus had hundreds of wooden boxes brought in, and when they were opened, they were all filled with precious magic crystals.

This is used to help magicians replenish their energy, and it is also an auxiliary tool to prevent the magician's essence from being damaged during the magic infusion process. After all, if nothing unexpected happens, after the Magicians' Association is established, these magicians will be firm supporters of Archduke Rodrigo's family in the association. Brutus does not want anything to happen that will affect the reputation of the Archduke.

"The elemental army will help us resist all enemies and protect the magicians from harm."

There are indeed a large number of knights on the periphery. They have expressionless faces and are guarding all the magicians on the battlefield.

The Elemental Legion is an extraordinary legion belonging to Grand Duke Rodrigo. The name of the Elemental Legion is a bit plain and they are very mysterious. It is said that the Elemental Knights can turn into elemental forms such as fire, water, wind, and thunder.

Not to mention the nobles, even the magicians found it difficult to understand. Only a very small number of magicians could transform their bodies into elements for a short period of time to avoid physical damage.

However, as the Grand Duke's extraordinary army, it cannot be weak. It can be compared with the Templar Army at any rate.

Brutus sat cross-legged on the ground and stuck his staff into the ground in front of him. He needed a long time to prepare. The wizard tower behind him also exuded a faint life magic, assisting Brutus in releasing the terrible forbidden spell.

"Let this world bear witness to the greatness of the magician."

Brutus murmured slowly, and with the surge of magic power, ripples that no one could capture appeared in the sky of the battlefield. It erupted from Brutus' body, and all the magicians who were members of the Rodrigo bloodline were assistants of this ripple, weaving the ripples into a big net that covered every corner of the battlefield, including the royal city.

The magicians' mental power did all this silently, and the amazing thing was that the clergy of the Vatican knew nothing about it.

"Everyone, let's get started."

Mage towers fell one after another, and the tremendous magic power that created a terrifying wave gathered towards Brutus, using his body as a medium to enter the mage tower that belonged to him, and then using the mage tower as a medium to disperse into the invisible ripples.

The invisible ripples gradually became filled with magic power and took on a transparent outline. It was like a mirror, a bubble, a curtain, and a fishing net. The translucent substance fell from the sky to the earth.

The Hidden Earth disappeared, and the mages continued to infuse their magic power. When the magic power had gathered to a level that made people feel despair, the extraordinary people on the battlefield gradually felt the difference.

They looked in all directions, and the vision from their eyes seemed to be distorted. They could hardly see the world dozens of meters away. They looked down at their feet, and there seemed to be a faint light emerging from the ground.

Those involved in the incident are often confused, while those who are watching can see things clearly. The imperial nobles who were the spectators saw it clearly: on the battlefield, all the soldiers of both the enemy and our side were covered with a layer of translucent halo. The priests of the Church of Dawn tried nervously to purify and dispel it, but they were unable to do so.

"what is this?"

The nobles were puzzled and looked at the magicians who were protected by the elemental army, wanting to know the truth.

At this moment, the forbidden magic seemed to have been arranged. A vast spectacle appeared in the sky. In this sunny world, there appeared a group of shining stars. They were dazzling and blinding. One of the stars flickered, and then descended at an uncatchable terrifying speed, heading towards the direction of Brutus.

"Legend, he is being promoted to Legend?"

The nobles were broad-minded enough to recognize what this was. It was the process by which magicians were promoted to legends.

That fallen star is the legendary gift that the world bestowed on Brutus.

"What did he do?"

The birth of a legend is conditional, and Brutus must have done something terrible to be granted the gift of legend.

They looked towards the battlefield, and with the arrival of the legendary gift, Brutus slowly spoke, his whispers spread throughout the battlefield, and everyone could clearly hear the majestic whispers of the Grand Duke's heir who had been promoted to a legendary figure.

"Life restricted zone."

The faint murmur caused everyone to feel inexplicably panic and despair, as if in all the space they touched, there was a great terror and a power that could kill them.

The radiance of magic completely blossomed beneath the ground of the battlefield. The magic of hundreds of magicians gathered together to form transparent and colorless magic, which enveloped more than one million people on the battlefield and in the royal city.

The range of magic is the forbidden zone for life. Any life that enters the forbidden zone will suffer unimaginable disasters.

A Holy Light Knight looked around in panic, but his body's instinct was still there. He raised his sword to block the Imperial Knight who was slashing at him. The next moment, the Holy Light Knight's face changed drastically. His raised arm was cut off by the opponent. The metal arm armor covering his arm was as fragile as paper. The most important thing is, why didn't he block it?
He should raise his sword and use his own powerful strength to block and counterattack the opponent.

"Power... my power is gone."

The Holy Light Knight was horrified. It was not that he was slow, but that he did not have enough strength. He did not have enough strength to support the speed at which he raised his arm, which led to him accidentally losing his arm. At the same time, because he had no strength, he fell to the ground under the slash of the Imperial Knight.

As soon as he touched the ground, the Holy Light Knight felt a devouring force coming from beneath his body, sucking away his vitality.

The vitality dissipated, leading to the weakening of strength.

The Holy Light Knight was terrified and struggled to get up. The next moment, he stumbled and lay powerless on the ground.

“Pastor, Pastor!!!”

The knights shouted in fear. At this time, only the priest could help dispel all the negative states in their bodies.

The priests reacted and began to pray frantically, their faces pale as they helped the clergy regain their strength.

"Master Leman, what are you waiting for? Don't you want to become a legend?"

Brutus opened his eyes and looked at Master Leman, who then reacted and excitedly released his magic.

Yes, now all the clergy of the Holy See are too weak to resist his Phantom Wood Mycelium. This is the best time for him to perform.

He was the only magician who did not participate in replenishing his magic power. At this moment, his magic power was abundant, and the tiny mycelium was blown towards the clergy of the Church with the breeze raised by the magic power.

The hyphae from the East Coast took root and sprouted in the heart of flesh and blood. The priests who were praying suddenly felt something strange in their bodies. They were also covered by the life forbidden zone and were already extremely weak. At this moment, the power of the hyphae took root and sprouted in their fragile bodies, quickly eroding their hearts.

The power of evil arrived, and the priests' prayers were forced to be interrupted. What was interrupted was not only the purification spell they were about to release, but also their fragile vitality.

(End of this chapter)