Chapter 325 - 38: Overturn
Chapter 325: Chapter 38: Overturn
“Haha!”
Margaret, who had been displeased with Erodion from the start, laughed aloud: “Let’s see what you are truly capable of!”
Saying that, she raised her right hand, and a mass of black flames began to burn in her hand.
Accompanying the burning flames, a Truth Magic Array appeared beneath her feet, its magic circuits fully activated, with an additional ring of runes encircling the perimeter.
The ring of runes swiftly expanded outward, causing the Magic Array to stretch across the entire square in an instant.
It wasn’t just a simple Magic Array; above it an arched energy barrier appeared, like a giant oval dome over a hundred meters high, completely enveloping the area.
Within this dome, the light was dim, filled with Margaret’s Spiritual Field, forming a domain unique to her—
Domain!
In this domain, within the caster’s Absolute Force Field, everything is governed by the caster’s will.
“Roar!”
Sensing its master’s call, the teddy bear behind Margaret roared and leaped forward towards Erodion, fierce black flames erupting violently from its seams, creating a terrifying spectacle.
Aizer and Antonio exchanged a glance, choosing not to intervene, yet they each discreetly moved to the sides, silently blocking Erodion’s escape route.
The three Third Tier powers formed a triangle of sorts, trapping Erodion in the center.
A fierce battle was about to erupt!
However, faced with the encirclement of three Third Tier powers, Erodion remained utterly unperturbed. He simply raised his right hand nonchalantly and flicked his fingers lightly.
“Snap!” A crisp sound of fingers snapping, akin to the shattering of glass.
Such a nonchalant snap of the fingers, yet it caused the black dome covering the area to suddenly develop numerous dense cracks, before without warning, came a ’crack’ sound, and the entire black dome shattered spectacularly.
The black flames in Margaret’s hand suddenly solidified, as though frozen like insects in amber. Her crimson pupils contracted to needle points, and fine cold sweat appeared on her neck—the ancient Bloodline granted her a crisis warning, screaming manically. The teddy bear that had charged forward trembled and retreated in fright, its flaming fur recoiling inward, charring the pearl-studded hem of her dress, yet she remained unaware.
She exclaimed in shock: “What did you do! What did you do!”
Margaret didn’t understand what Erodion had done, why her domain suddenly shattered, why in that moment she felt her Spiritual Field operating differently than usual, why all the Magic Rules were in chaos, why the rune arrangements disobeyed her commands, as if… as if the rules… the rules had been rewritten?
Suddenly, she realized something.
Simultaneously, Aizer and Antonio also reacted, both showing drastic changes in expression.
In the next second,
An answer emerged, shocking everyone present, even sending chills down the spines of all three formidable Third Tier powers—
“This… this can’t be!”
Margaret’s face turned deathly pale, crying out in disbelief: “You… you… you’ve upgraded the rules!”
…
Meanwhile, in the Shadow Land, White Castle.
In the bedroom, Avery lay on the bed, her entire head buried under the covers, looking despondent and lifeless.
She had maintained this state for a while now.
A series of events had dealt her a heavy blow.
What she had thought was her soul’s home, a place to welcome her wedding, turned out to be deceit and lies.
The most ridiculous part was that everyone else knew from the beginning; only she, the party involved, was kept in the dark.
The family’s deception was already hard enough for her, but it wasn’t the most painful thing.
Lynch upgraded to the Second Tier!
She didn’t know how he achieved it, but clearly he knew from the start that the inheritance she painstakingly arranged for him was flawed.
Yet he never informed her of this, why?
Upon reflection, the reason was clear.
He just didn’t want her to feel sad, didn’t want her to be stuck between the family and him in a tough choice.
From the beginning he understood, in this wretched place where Bloodline is supreme, it would never accept a Muggle being with her.
He knew from the start that no matter how much effort she made, it would all be in vain…
Yet he never blamed her, nor resented anything, always silently bore everything, even the last major incident only happened under overwhelming circumstances.
He consistently protected her well, not allowing her to see the harsh truth, not putting her in a difficult position.
It truly is… laughable!
Avery felt very disheartened, disheartened that Lynch kept such a crucial matter from her, yet at the same time she understood deeply that even if told, these things wouldn’t have mattered, she couldn’t change anything.
Unless she left this land with him, otherwise their fates were predetermined from the very beginning.
So, should she truly leave with him?
If this had been before, when Lynch jokingly asked if she wanted to go out together, Avery surely would have hesitated greatly, given she was the proud Tavendish heir on this land, with endless resources at her disposal, ruling over everything.
And leaving here?
She’d need to fight for even a bottle of Meditation Potion…
Because of this, when Lynch playfully asked her if she wanted to develop together, she gave an immediate negative answer without a second thought.
But if Time could turn back, she truly wished to make a different choice.
Only after losing do you understand the preciousness of having.
What noble Bloodline, what esteemed status, what high and mighty—losing what you truly want, what good is eternity?
It’s just…
Now, no words can change anything.
Because of my own connections, he fell into such a great calamity—deceit, lies, even using every despicable means against him in the end—tracing the root of all this, it all started because of me.
The family I wholeheartedly defended, the order I supported, yet it always put him in a dead end…
How could I possibly face him like this?
Let everything…end…
But truly…
It’s so heartbreaking, so heartbreaking…
Tears silently slid down her cheeks, Avery felt her heart stabbing with pain, her chest constricted to the point she could barely breathe.
“Thud thud thud…”
“Stop them, quickly stop them!”
“Damn it…”
At that moment, a burst of chaotic noise suddenly came from outside.
The noise was loud enough to keep Avery from sleeping, and since she did indeed want to find something to distract herself, she dragged her body up from the bed and pushed the door to head outside.
When the outside scene fell within her view, she stood there dumbfounded.
The pungent smell of sulfur mixed with the scent of blood assaulted her senses. The century-old wisteria tree in the courtyard was burning, the petal-like flames flowed along the vines, dyeing the entire sky with an eerie purplish-red.
Twelve Black Robed figures wearing crow masks hovered in the air, under their Cloaks poured out tar-like viscous substances that turned into roaring Skeleton soldiers upon hitting the ground.
Avery looked up and saw a newly recruited muggle wizard at the castle—his left hand transformed into a claw of white bones, forcibly extracting the spine of a Guard Knight, the bloody spine in his hand became a whip shrouded in black mist.
He also saw her, instantly baring a cruel smile: “Kekeke, Miss Avery of the Tavendish Family, so nice to see you, Rost here greets you.”
Even as he spoke, he raised the whip and lashed it towards her.
“Avery, be careful!”
At the crucial moment, a sharp shout came, and the puppet Maid, Lisa, suddenly dashed over to knock her to the ground.
Simultaneously, the black whip streaked past where she had just been standing, striking the door frame behind, instantly eroding it into a beehive-like structure.
Avery’s face pressed against the cold ground, her nostrils filled with the burnt smell of mechanical lubricant. She trembled to prop herself up, her pupils suddenly contracted—Lisa’s half body was disintegrating, what spurted from the joints of the puppet wasn’t blood but energy liquid glowing with a ghostly blue light. The gears, which should have turned elegantly, were stuck with half a bone whip, producing a grating metallic friction sound.
“Lisa!”
Avery’s fingertips touched the puppet’s back, recoiling from the heat. The alchemy core sustaining Lisa’s life was pulsating out liquid starlight through a chest cavity fracture, the precious particles evaporated into cyan smoke upon contact with the air. The puppet’s exquisite porcelain cheek was covered with spiderweb cracks, the crystal iris of her right eye completely shattered, yet the intact left eye persisted in flashing with a Guardian rune.
“Run…”
“Run quickly…”
Lisa struggled to open her mouth, using all her strength to shout at Avery.
“Hahahaha!”
“Kill these Purebloods, eliminate these parasites!”
“The high and mighty Tavendish Family? You have your day too? Don’t think any of you will leave here alive!”
“All must die!”
A series of devilish sharp laughter echoed persistently, Transcendents on brooms flying in the sky, ceaselessly tossing down one fireball, alchemy bomb, and various spells onto the castle below.
The once inviolable White Castle had completely turned into a battlefield for the enemy’s frenzied onslaught.
Not just here, and not just the Tavendish Family.
At this moment, all the Wizard Family outposts within the Ancient Ruins, seen by all the high and mighty purebloods, faced unprecedented challenges, or perhaps…
Their final judgment!
…
At the end of the Wizard Calendar year 10041, the Three-Ring Wizarding Domain’s Ancient Ruins located at the southwest end of the Wizard Continent witnessed significant upheavals, the four major Wizards Organization and numerous Wizard Families that had dominated this domain for thousands of years suffered severe blows.
In Wizard Calendar year 10042, a Wizard Organization led by the Freemasonry Church assumed the Scepter of power, becoming the new ruler of this land.
…
Meanwhile, in the northeast of the ruined relics, west of the original Jade Land, an illegal Wizard Organization not yet recognized, the Scarlet Flame Tower began to explore and excavate the Acadica ruin remnants.
Soon after, the first batch of Knowledge Fragments from the Acadica Era was sent into the Scarlet Flame Tower.
And with these Knowledge Fragments, Lynch finally acquired the last Knowledge Energy needed for the second stone gate within the Time Hut, opened the gate, and obtained the Second Tier Mystic Technique from the Wizard Inheritance.
[Time Wheel (Second Rank) Skill Level +1]
[Time Wheel (Second Rank) Level 0: 1/300000]
Second Tier Mystic Technique Cultivation.
Finally…
The curtain rises!