The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

Chapter 258 The Three Supreme Totems
Chapter 258

When Evelyn's seductive and suggestive letter arrived in the Duchy of Turquoise, Lynn originally thought she wouldn't show up anytime soon.

But to everyone's surprise, just a few days later, an alchemist from the Feathered Serpent Order urgently sent a secret letter:
"Viscount Layton is requested to personally lead his troops to the outskirts of Blue Jade Province to welcome the arrival of Lord Feathered Serpent."

"Queen Quetzalcoatl" naturally refers to Evelyn, the current true ruler of the Feathered Serpent Society.

Although she has not yet truly entered the realm of a Gold Alchemist, with her Feathered Serpent bloodline and the totem level of a half-step Feathered Serpent God, she has already surpassed the entire Silver Alchemist level, second only to Gold Alchemists, and firmly holds the position of the number one person in the Feathered Serpent Society.

In fact, Evelyn's consolidation of the Feathered Serpent Society, though she rose to power through her bloodline prestige, was not without its challenges.

She had mentioned this to Lynn in a letter, albeit casually.

Lynn didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

But today, when he personally led the Feathered Serpent Society alchemists to the outskirts to greet him, he realized just how deep the waters ran.

The location chosen by the Feathered Serpent God to descend was not the capital of the Duchy of Emerald, but rather the Province of Blue Jade.

After all, the war in the capital had completely destroyed the capital, and now the most stable and prosperous core area of ​​the Duchy of Cuilan is the only one left.

In reality, it was Blue Jade Province that Lynn herself controlled, so it was only natural that she chose this place.

For this reason, today, those who came to greet her included not only alchemists of all ranks from the Feathered Serpent Order, but also many nobles from other provinces who had traveled a long way to gather in the wide square outside Leiner City, just to catch a glimpse of the "Feathered Serpent God".

Lynn stood at the very front of the welcoming party.

He wore a top hat and a black and gold robe symbolizing the feathered serpent faith. His eyes were calm, his demeanor composed, and he exuded an undeniable majesty.

Behind him were his core team, a group of wizard apprentices and confidants who had come from the wizarding world on an expedition.

The blond-haired boy Quentin stood beside him, his expression solemn, secretly observing the guests around him.

At that moment, an alchemist dressed in a dark green robe with a feathered serpent embroidered on his chest hurried over and whispered in Lynn's ear:
"Lord Layton, Lord Quetzalcoatl, is about to descend."

Lynn nodded slightly, gazing at the distant horizon, then turned to Quentin and instructed him:

"Go, gather everyone, organize the ranks, and welcome Lord Quetzalcoatl..."

Quentin accepted the order and left, and the atmosphere in the square immediately became tense.

The alchemists, dressed in robes embroidered with feathered serpents, stood solemnly, while the nobles from all sides spoke in hushed tones, daring not to utter a sound.

Everyone awaited the arrival of the new ruler of the Feathered Serpent Society, the Feathered Serpent God.

At this moment...

A sharp and high-pitched eagle cry suddenly came from the sky, as if piercing through the clouds, and was awe-inspiring!
"--hiss!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge black shadow suddenly sweep across the once cloudless, clear blue sky. It moved extremely fast, but its outline was very clear.

It was an eagle that looked as if it had been cast in black gold!

It spread its wings in the sky, its feathers seemingly cutting across the heavens, creating an unfathomable black-gold crack.

It descended like an emperor, bringing with it a surge of energy even before it arrived, causing the flags and capes throughout the square to flutter wildly.

Even though it was still high in the sky, far from the ground, the oppressive aura emanating from it caused many low-level alchemists to subconsciously bend over, their minds trembling.

"That's... the Black Gold Eagle!"

A low murmur arose from the crowd, a mixture of surprise, fear, and awe.

Lynn's eyes narrowed slightly.

Now, with the accumulation of status, power, and knowledge, his understanding of the world is completely different from what it used to be.

Especially after his brief clash with Kelfan, the King of the Fish-Dragon Throne, he had conducted in-depth research on the three most advanced totem systems on the continent.

The three totems represent the supreme ruling power over the sea, land, and sky.

The Fish-Dragon Emperor, ruler of the vast ocean and suppressing all beasts, is ruled by the Fish-Dragon Throne, Kelfan.

The Crystal Rock Beast God shattered the earth, swept across the lands, and brought all nations under the rule of the Crystal Rock Throne.

The wings that soar through the sky, reaching the thunderclouds, and behind them lies the mysterious Lord of the Sky, the Throne of Sky!

These three Golden Thrones represent the pinnacle of existence in this world, and their totems are the ultimate forms revered by countless people throughout the entire alchemy system.

The black and gold eagle before us is none other than one of the bird totems most closely associated with the Wings of Soaring Sky.

Just as the ultimate evolutionary goal of the Phantom Serpent is "Feathered Serpent God", the final destiny of many avian totems is the wings that soar through the sky.

Among countless bird candidates, the "Black Golden Eagle" is considered the most promising and approachable mythical bird!
In other words, those who can wield the Black Gold Eagle Totem can almost be considered potential successors of the Sky Lineage!
Lynn watched silently as the eagle circled overhead, a glint of understanding flickering in his eyes, a sense of unease already forming in his heart:
“I was initially puzzled. With Evelyn’s current strength, which is ‘invincible below the Gold Saints,’ and being the bloodline of the old Feathered Serpent God, it should have been a natural progression for her to take control of the Feathered Serpent Society. Why did she encounter such setbacks…”

"I see... Her problem doesn't lie within the Feathered Serpent Society, but rather... there's a hand from outside."

"It was someone from the Throne of Sky lineage who made the move."

Lynn murmured to himself.

call out!
High in the sky, a black and gold light streaked across the heavens, swooping down towards the plaza like a thunderbolt.

The massive body of the Black Gold Eagle gradually took shape, its wingspan reaching tens of feet. Its metallic feathers gleamed coldly in the sunlight, resembling a divinely crafted weapon of war slowly approaching the earth.

Its arrival was like a landslide and a tsunami, as if the entire sky was pressing down with it.

The numerous alchemists in the square held their breath instantly, their hair standing on end.

The oppressive aura emanating from the overlord of the sky weighed heavily on his heart. Even a seasoned alchemist could only lower his head, his back tingling with cold, and he could hardly breathe.

There was only one exception, and that was Lynn.

He stood before the crowd, unmoved.

The violet royal aura on his body transformed into a layer of warm radiance, which gently dispelled the overwhelming aura of the black-gold eagle.

Finally, with a soft thud, the black-gold eagle's enormous talons landed firmly on the ground, stirring up a rolling wave of air that caused leaves to flutter and dust to rise from the surrounding trees.

The two figures on its back landed lightly as the eagle's wings folded.

The former was none other than the feathered serpent god Evelyn, whom everyone had been eagerly awaiting.

She wore a long, pristine white robe that fluttered in the wind, as if a saint had descended to earth.

Yet beneath that long robe, one could vaguely glimpse her stunningly curvaceous figure, her skin glowing softly in the sunlight like solidified cream.

Especially her long, slender, and fair legs, which were faintly visible through the hem of her robe, were like works of art, making it impossible to look away.

The feathered serpent totem, which should represent holiness and sanctity, seemed to coexist with allure and seduction on Evelyn.

Just like the incomplete divinity embodied in her half-feathered serpent totem, there is a dangerous beauty that is both holy and captivating.

Her gaze swept lightly over the crowd, but the next moment, her expression softened instantly when she saw Lynn, and a smile that made hearts race appeared on her lips.

As for the unfamiliar man following closely behind, many alchemists frowned secretly, because they didn't recognize him. He had long, flowing black hair, a tall and muscular build, and a handsome, rugged face; he looked like a ferocious beast ready to unleash its power at any moment.

A faint smile played on his lips, but his gaze remained fixed on Evelyn's retreating figure. The undisguised fervor and aggression in his eyes made it clear almost instantly that he coveted the newly crowned Feathered Serpent God, Evelyn.

"Welcome, Lord Feathered Serpent!"

The alchemists of the Feathered Serpent Order were the first to bow in greeting, followed by nobles from various factions. In an instant, many figures in the square bowed in greeting.

Evelyn, however, simply raised her hand and waved it gently, indicating that there was no need for such formalities.

Although her expression appeared noble and dignified, her gaze had already bypassed everyone else and was firmly fixed on Lynn.

The next moment, she stepped forward, her robes fluttering slightly, her figure graceful as a dance.

She walked up to Lynn and, without giving him a chance to react, directly reached out and took his arm.

At that moment, Lynn felt a warm, jade-like touch in his palm, soft and delicate, as if a faint fragrance was seeping into his heart from his fingertips.

He was about to speak when he suddenly felt a warm breath close to his ear.

Evelyn gently turned to the side, her crimson lips almost touching his earlobe, her breath sweet as orchids, her voice a soft, tender yet dangerous whisper:

"You are now...my man."

"Don't ask any more questions, just listen to me."

Lynn showed no restraint in response, but instead went with the flow, accepting all offers and even taking the initiative to wrap her other arm around Evelyn's slender waist.

He generously placed his palm on that warm, smooth skin, gently stroking and kneading it without any hesitation.

This scene was stunning, audacious, and even carried a premeditated sense of provocation.

Evelyn was clearly not expected that he would be so bold in front of everyone. Her body trembled slightly, and a tingling sensation, as if she had been struck by lightning, spread up her waist inch by inch.

A blush instantly rose on her fair, snow-white cheeks, and her usual composure, which she usually held in complete control, seemed to have been somewhat shattered at this moment.

"You... have crossed the line."

She remained close to Lynn's ear, her voice low and dreamy, as if carrying a hint of reproach, yet also a touch of coquettishness.

Lynn's smile deepened, a smirk playing on his lips, a meaningful glint in his eyes, as he spoke slowly and deliberately:

"It seems... you, this 'half-step Feathered Serpent God,' have been targeted by the Wings of Sky."

Upon hearing this, Evelyn's eyes trembled slightly, and the feigned ease she had been wearing crumbled from her gaze.

She remained silent for a moment, but ultimately did not deny it. Instead, she sighed softly, her beautiful eyes turning to the man behind the black and gold eagle in the distance, her tone serene:

"That's right... that person is the inheritor of the Wings of Sky, and he wants to take me down... not only as a person, but also as a totem and a bloodline."

Then, she glanced at Lynn with a half-smile, her red lips parted slightly, her voice sounding both murmured and warning:
"You're playing with fire, Lord Layton...aren't you afraid he might attack you?"

Lynn merely chuckled upon hearing this, his gaze calm and serene, without uttering a single word.

The square erupted in cheers as the couple's public display of affection caused a sensation.

The nobles were dumbfounded, while the alchemists of the Feathered Serpent Order were overwhelmed with shock.

No one expected that Lady Elvenque, Quetzalcoatl, would have such a close relationship with this Viscount Layton…

They weren't just ordinary acquaintances, nor ordinary allies; they were so intimate that they could hold hands, whisper, and put their arms around each other without restraint in front of everyone.

"Viscount Layton actually managed to win the heart of the feathered serpent... Is he even human?"

A mixture of astonishment, shock, envy, and awe moved everyone present.

But what followed was a greater sense of "sudden realization" and "lingering fear" for many.

Months ago, Lord Quetzalcoatl personally ordered all members of the Quetzalcoatl Order to fully cooperate with Viscount Layton, and publicly declared: "The glory of Viscount Layton is my glory."

In retrospect, that was not merely a stopgap measure, but rather...

At this moment, many alchemists in the Feathered Serpent Order felt a sense of relief and fear, thankfully they hadn't made things difficult for Viscount Layton.

While he didn't treat Viscount Layton as his complete superior, he at least didn't outwardly comply with his wishes or disobey him.

Otherwise, Lady Evelyn, the feathered serpent god, would probably not forgive them easily.

Just as the Feathered Serpent Alchemists were feeling relieved and fearful for not offending Lynn, and many nobles were shocked and amazed that Viscount Layton had managed to win over such a stunning beauty as Evelyn…

At the very back of the crowd, in the shadow of the massive wings of the Black Gold Eagle, the black-haired man slowly withdrew his gaze from Evelyn, his expression now as cold as ice.

The smile that had been on his lips gradually froze, replaced by a chilling killing intent that penetrated to the bone.

A chilling murderous intent, undisguised, surfaced deep within his pupils.

He, Karen, is the inheritor of the Wings of the Sky, the crown prince of the heavens.

From the moment he took control of the Black Gold Eagle, he was destined to embark on a path of conquering the heavens and ascending to the throne.

In his heart, Evelyn's half-step Feathered Serpent God status and bloodline were a reward prepared for him, Karen, and she was a woman who rightfully belonged to him!

Whether it's the compatibility of bloodlines, the resonance of totems, or the matching of status, on the entire continent, only Evelyn is worthy of him, the future Throne of Sky!
But now?

He had coveted the "Feathered Serpent God" for years and imagined it countless times in his dreams, but a nameless silver alchemist publicly embraced him, teasing him softly and whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

What's even more infuriating is that Evelyn didn't resist at all. Instead, she lowered her head shyly and let that hand boldly roam over her snow-white waist.

That stunningly beautiful face, which should have been cold and noble, was now tinged with a faint blush, like a young girl's first love.

For Karen, this scene was tantamount to being slapped hard in the face in public!

Humiliation, anger, jealousy, and murderous intent surged and roared within him like magma.

This feeling was as if Karen had been cuckolded a thousand times, making him feel disgusted and extremely angry!
His chest heaved violently, his knuckles turned white, and his teeth were clenched, like an enraged lion, a wild beast whose territory and mate had been taken away.

"court death!!"

With a low growl, Karen's aura erupted like a volcano, surging and violent!

Boom!

The earth trembled, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

His totem, the black and gold eagle, suddenly flapped its wings and let out a cry that could pierce through gold and split iron.

With a flap of its wings, it stirred up a fierce wind and rain, transforming into a streak of black and gold light that rushed straight toward Lynn!

In that instant, everyone in the square felt a sudden tightness in their hearts, as if their breath had been sucked away, and many alchemists' expressions changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)