A mage? A spell engineer!

Chapter 390 Accidentally Entering the Venue

The monster didn't chase after them, but Rorschach (his clone) was in freefall.

Just like in a 3D game where you clip through the floor and fall out of the world, Rorschach helplessly watched himself being thrown out of the Temple world after he lost his footing.

However, around him, the ruins of many buildings and corpses continued to emerge. Monsters similar to those that appeared in the Second Hall floated silently, brushing past him, but most of them were mutilated and lifeless. There were many more strange beings, which were once living creatures, but now, without exception, they were all devoid of life.

Have I fallen into a graveyard? What's infuriating is that they can float around the back of the Temple World, but Rorschach is still falling, and the monsters and mythical creatures he sees along the way are gradually turning into humanoids. There are giants, burly ancient soldiers, and extremely beautiful women. These people have lost all their color, like pale marble statues, floating, colliding, leaving behind broken flaws, and even colliding with each other into pieces.

Rorschach had originally planned to accept returning to the real world, but this space seemed to be working against him, with a turbulent, inescapable torrent of metamorphic dust appearing below him.

Damn it! For the main body, losing this wisp of soul would be painful, causing deep damage to the soul, but as a young man, there might still be a possibility of recovery. However, Luo Xia's clone also had a strong will to survive. He discovered that his spellcasting ability was restored during the fall, so he decisively released the blue light barrier that enveloped him and thickened it as much as possible.

The violent force collided with and neutralized his barrier, and at the last moment before it was about to break, Rorschach crashed into some hard barrier. It seemed to have struck a "vesicle" flowing in the metamorphic dust, and the spatial barrier of this vesicle was incredibly solid.

The barrier was immediately cracked by the impact, but Rorschach was still blocked outside. Dense metamorphic dust constantly enveloped Rorschach, like ants tearing at him.

"Stand up straight!" Rorschach's survival instinct allowed him to break through the limitations of his clone. The metamorphic dust, penetrating the blue light barrier, came into contact with his spirit body. The direct soul damage gave him enough pain stimulation. What followed was not that Rorschach's clone was mutated by the metamorphic dust, but rather that these unprocessed "fragments of the divine kingdom" were gradually assimilated by the blue light, forming new crystals that protected Rorschach's body.

But becoming an iron turtle wasn't enough. Rorschach boldly utilized the assimilated and recrystallized materials, extracting the energy they contained for his own use. He was still being kept out by the "vesicles" beneath him.

Damn it, it exploded! Rorschach gritted his teeth and forcefully activated the [Great Disintegration] spell. The blue recrystallized metamorphic dust detached and merged into Rorschach's spirit body, then arranged a circuit within the spirit body. After continuous improvement, the spell, which surpassed the ability of a clone to cast spells, was successfully completed!

There was no sound in the void, nor was there any need for sound. With a single wave, everything around Luo Xia was annihilated.

Within a mysterious, chaotic space, where the sky and the ground were indistinguishable, there were only thirteen blurry figures.

"The Empire's forces are poised to advance directly towards the capital of Valois, and the Empire is clearly preparing to end the battle before spring. If we enter March or April, the rains will increase, and the muddy roads will hinder the army's advance," a high mage explained the current situation.

The archmage from Valuwa spoke up: "So, the kingdom only needs to hold out until warm spring?"

"Not necessarily. A railway running north to south has been repaired within the Empire's borders, and it's very likely that it will be extended once the rear is stabilized, greatly accelerating the ability to deliver supplies. In addition, the dwarves' restrictions on the supply of lightweight phlogiston have not affected the Empire's use of airships to ensure logistics, so there must have been other suppliers."

Feuerbach knew the inside story, but he remained silent and did not reveal the identity of someone's prized student.

Kano, whose prized student was quite impatient with the current discussion, said, "It's a consensus that the Empire cannot unify the continent of Ferroron. Since that's the case, why bother with these trivial matters? The Imperial army has mages accompanying them, and our Valuwa mages will also participate in the war!"

It was the archmage from the Empire who spoke up against Kano's idea: "But the mages of Valuwa are mostly members of the magic guild! If you insist on getting involved, I will face double the pressure from the Empire."

Kano was somewhat disdainful that the Empire could threaten a Grand Mage. Everyone knew that the person who had just spoken was likely very close to the Empire's high-ranking officials and was currently making a fortune from the war, even directing the Empire's branches to purchase large quantities of war bonds.

Unfortunately, we can't completely break off relations yet.

"What is Istani's stance? Is he willing to support Valois? Even if it's for the sake of neutrality or continental balance, we should intervene, at least by imposing a resource embargo on the Empire."

The mage from Storm Tower on the island smiled helplessly: "Don't you read the newspapers? Istani hasn't even recovered from the chaos yet."

"Then let's not talk about it." Kano interrupted him. "Since the magic guild can't participate and must maintain its noble neutrality, the mages of Valua can simply withdraw from the guild and fight in their own names. Even low-level mages can easily take down an airship."

If the blurry spirits in the illusion could be made clear, one would surely see someone staring in astonishment: "Inciting mages to leave the guild on a large scale? You're shaking the very foundation of the guild!"

However, many more archmages agreed: "I agree with Master Kano's idea. What is the foundation of the guild? It's the thirteen magic towers we represent! Is there any force in the world that dares to touch our magic towers? They might have the intention, but they don't have the strength. So as long as the core members and knowledge of the magic towers are preserved, what's wrong with letting the younger generation participate in the war for training?"

"Mages have always been warriors; peace is never the norm. When the war ends, most mages will naturally return to their guilds." The mage who agreed with Kano paused, "As for those who object, I think they're more worried about their own little world than the guild."

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Kano bluntly stated, "I don't care how much benefit anyone has in the Empire, my jars and pots are going to be smashed. Besides, times have changed. Whether you all agree or not, whether I agree or not, more and more mages will be drawn into the battlefield."

Just as the archmages were about to reach an agreement, the illusion suddenly trembled violently.

"Intrusion!" The archmage entered this illusory place in spirit form. This place has been the meeting place of the thirteen chiefs since the existence of the "Arcane Order". Unexpectedly, an accident occurred in the "meeting room" space that has always been secretive and stable.

Even though no one understood what was happening, several people had already broken free of their spirit forms and fled. The remaining archmages began preparing to cast spells, and as their magic circulated, their figures became clearer.

However, what greeted them was a sudden spatial rift appearing overhead, followed by a massive amount of metamorphic dust rushing in.

This is no longer a lethal dose, but a metamorphic dust avalanche capable of burying everyone alive.

The mages struggled for a while but failed to repair the hole. Seeing that the transmutation dust was about to harm the spirits, Kano erected a barrier, trying to reduce the eruption of the divine kingdom fragments and buy time for everyone to escape.

"The spatial barrier is broken. It might be a natural phenomenon, but this place is definitely unusable." Kano took one last look at the chaotic space where heaven and earth were indistinguishable before his spirit disappeared and he returned to reality. As the metamorphic dust broke through and entered the "vesicle," the thirteen chiefs lost the "secret meeting room" that had been passed down for generations since ancient times.

A comatose Rorschach clone fell out of the torrent. This spirit body was not destroyed by the transmutation dust. A golden thread grew from the wound, growing like a plant root, taking root in the massive amount of transmutation dust, and then growing upwards into a golden trunk, which sealed the leak in space.

It is a branch of the "Tree of Law" that was once buried in Rorschach.

The metamorphic dust that had entered the "vesicle" began to undergo a qualitative change, but under the guidance of the roots of the "Tree of Law" seedling, it gradually stabilized. From then on, the concept of "land" came into being in this chaotic space, and Rorschach's avatar's spirit was buried deep under the tree, as if it were its seed.

(End of this chapter)