Warlock of The Magus World (FanFiction)

Chapter 254

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In the central continent, the air was too dense and situation too danger as an terrifying event took place which shock all the Magi beyond believe.

Leylin the greatest genius of central continent had confronted Monarch of Sky, an age old expert alone and actually achieved victory, and he did so in a short time at that, and with ease too! Numerous Magi exchanged gazes, having a feeling that there would soon be a drastic change to the central continent.

After this, while the witnessing Morning Star Magi did not dare breathe even a word of this, there were quite a number of people in Sky City who had watched the battle results and had close friends or family they shared this with. The details of the battle gradually leaked.

From what they had said, Lord Leylin had displayed extraordinary strength from the very beginning. Even a Breaking Dawn Monarchs could only quiver before his energy hideous power undulations.

The rumours claim that the moment they fought, the two Monarchs attacked with full power having no intention to feel each other out. Ultimately Leylin easily broke the momentum of Monarch of Sky and launched a strange attack which slashed through Zabofel defences as he received many hidden injuries along with a long slash on his chest as a rememberable battle scar.

And just like that even before they had fought, Zabofel has already been defeated. Zabofel knew for sure that even with his trump cards, he was no match against Leylin and he also felt that Leylin wasn't fighting at his full strength. He can practically feel the dimmed eyes of Leylin devoid of any intrest in dealing with him.

And such is the truth, Leylin has actually used less then half of his full strength but even that was not something a peak Rank 6 can withstand. Leylin faintly understood that even now he has greatly underestimated the tyrannical power of law of primordial chaos, he has only reached 29% of comprehension but even still that is more than enough to deal with a peak Monarch, Leylin has a feeling that unless one is at Rank 7 or near that level they can't trouble Leylin.

Such an unimaginable and outrageous matter immediately caused much suspicion, but when rumours spread but nobody going against the rumours, the central continent descended into a deathly silence.

The only change was that even in private discussions, those Magi did not dare even mention Leylin's name and instead replaced it with the 'Monarch of Blood'.

Leylin's fame thus spread at a startling speed, and the Bloodline Warlock Union took advantage of this, thus developing largely. Of course, that is what happened in the future.

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Away from all this chaos, Within an extravagant palace, Leylin was now drinking coffee and eating some delicious snacks. He was sitting very relaxed with a glazed look in his otherwise piercing eyes, his actions looked very robotic without much will as he contemplated about his next move.

*Sigh* Leylin turned his attention towards his stagnant progress bar of Law and couldn't help but feel a sense of pressure. He wasn't delusional to think that he can quickly progress in this department easily, but he was still very keen to process his future opportunities and risks.

'Although I am only at 29% and the progression to 50% which would mark the peak before seclusion would take hundreds of years to accomplish by conventional means, but in the greater scheme of things it's still not a lot of time. Still....the idea of falling into a possible endless slumber combined with the 100% failure rate of all those who tried to succeed after the ancient war is really horrifying.' Leylin took another small sip of his coffee with his eyes still misty.

'I need to speed up my work and plans, I cannot stay still. I already have icy worlds coordinates and with the help of the information from the Ouroboros Clan about the Purgatory World, it's a matter of time before I find it too but... 'Leylin is rather helpless in his current situation, although he can find two such extremely important high ranking World but he has no way to go there personally. If he a Rank 6 Magus dared to step foot in such a world then let alone the world suppression or Will's rejection, the inhabiting powerhouse would not let him infiltrate.

The only way around it is to send his clones but spiritual clones are pretty useless, and although Leylin has way to create True Soul clone by truesoul splitting from the technique taken from Melinda, without the method to control them given by Ignox, the Rank 7 Magus and his Wisdom Library it's not feasible.

The normal clone protection has the fatal flaw of not being useful after the connection is disturbed and being only a mere Rank 6 himself Leylin don't have the ability to maintain such a state with guarantee.

'I cannot enter a world easily nor send a clone directly, the only direct way is a perfectly formed clone with truesoul but the one who can help me is a lofty Rank 7, and people at that realm.....let alone the pain of where I would find one even if I did get in contact with someone like that, how would I have a transaction?' Leylin had a headache thinking about these things. He can only smile bitterly because his current strength is too much to remain unnoticed for invasion and at the same time his strength is too weak to folly his plans swiftly.

'In such a case the next best plan is the most appropriate choice, although there is a chance of variables, being a passive party myself but that is nothing I can't deal with.' Leylin eyes shone with a blinding blue light as copious amount of data information, graph and stimulation were laid bare before him.

At this moment, Gilbert, Adam, Emma and Freya had walked in, accompanied by Offa and others who had complicated expressions on their faces. "Your Majesty, the preparations for the tidying up and moving of the Ouroboros Clan are complete!"

While Leylin had shown immense strength and supported them, the fact that they would leave the central continent and develop in the south coast was something they were uncomfortable with. However, Leylin's fame was more than enough for the Warlock Union to take care of itself. Hence, it couldn't be helped that they had complicated feelings regarding this.

"Alright then, let's move as soon as we can!" Leylin was very calm, and he even seemed rather relieved.

"Understood, Your Majesty!"

"You may go, Freya stay."

All of them except Freay bowed and left tactfully, although they were a bit bitter but they had no say in this matter.

"You have advanced splendidly, congratulations Freya." Leylin smiled gently as he heartily talked with her.

"It's all Your Majesty kindness and caring." Freya didn't dare be too prudent as she immediately sent the credits his way.

"No need to be so uptight and address me as such, you are my wife after all."

"YeYes!" Freya mummer with a delicate blush on her childish rosy cheeks. Although both of them have shared a few nights together she still felt a shudder in her heart after Leylin called her 'wife'.

"Come here!" Leylin said in a bewitching voice beckoning her with his pale slender fingers patting his lap. Freya eyes were momentarily glazed looking at his majestic self even a bit hesitant but understanding that she herself is a Morning Star now not a small character she gathered her courage and sat in his lap.

"This time have been very hard on you. I would like to apologize for my inability to take care of you properly." Leylin gently caress her smooth black hair as he nimble her ears and spoke sweet words and honey phrases.

"No, your are not at fault, the growth and protection of the clan and the whole Warlock race has been on your shoulder bearing the weight of such thick responsibility. To have a husband like you is my good grace and fortune." Freya melted in his embrace as she tightly hold Leylin.

"You have grown quite a sweet teeth I see.." Leylin bit her ears and tickled her as he groped her voluptuous perky butt.

*giggle*

"Stop...dear husband, May I ask something?"

"Hmm... You wanna know why I am leaving from here?"

"No, since you have said that there is better opportunity for the clan there than that must be the case but I want to know why did you not start a campaign against other Monarchs?"

"Are you perhaps disappointed?"

"I am very thankful for your grace of exempting the central continent from the fate of a blood bath, although I harbor hate and distaste for those pretentious Magus who looks down at us with hostility but eventually I think fighting till extermination is a bit too extreme and we would also suffer but that's what I think. Knowing your personality you don't care much about these things so why did you let them be?"

"Why? You don't think I am merciful...so heartbreaking!" Leylin pinched Freya but continued, "Why indeed? Well maybe because I don't pursue such things or simply my gaze is at something more important."

"More important?"

"Understand this Freya, in this world of ours there is no lack of shockingly powerful existence against whom even I can only cower. They are my true goals and ambition, not some group of jealous geezers. Those extremely powerful existence can extinguish our whole continent with a bit of their strength." Leylin eyes were glazed as a deep yearning was apparent on his face.

"What?!"

"Yes and that is the glorious goal that is set in my mind. Tell me Freya would you help me achieve my goals?"

"Can someone like me, help you?"

"Yes maybe! But it can be fatal, you can refuse." Leylin said with a serious expression devoid of his previous playfulness.

Freya was shocked from all of the new information shoved her way so suddenly, she didn't knew how to react but looking at Leylin, she raised her hand and caress his devilishly handsome face closing her eyes, afterwards she opened her soul stearing eyes with a loving expression, "If it's for you then anything!"

"Thank You..... "

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Soon enough, another bomb was dropped on the central continent. The most powerful Monarch, the Monarch of Blood who had defeated the prestigious Monarch of Sky and suppressed many opposing Monarchs single handedly, had moved the Ouroboros Clan far away from the central continent, to a desolate place lacking in Magi. Leylin Farlier had moved to the south coast.

While the Warlock Union had done all it could to conceal this fact at the beginning, in this situation where the entire organisation was moving it could not really be hidden. The bloodline Warlocks who were only just making themselves known could only howl in grief, and temporarily reign in their arrogance.

Meanwhile, with the development of the Warlock Union the safety of the many Bloodline Warlocks was not an issue. They even expanded their reach in the central continent. In the end, it would develop into the largest organisation in the central continent, one that would continue for a long time.

Of course, this had nothing to do with Leylin. Even if he found out about it, he would think nothing of it. After settling the Ouroboros Clan in the south coast and his next order of business is to establish an underground trade which is all too easy with his current strength level.

Leylin wishes to completely release his hold over everything after finishing all the necessary business and leap onto the next phase of his plans. For now he wants to accompany his beloved ones and spending most of his time in the laboratories.

The Ouroboros Clan's strength was more than enough to suppress the south coast. After the dealing and establishment of trade from different world and the development there they are already very self sufficient, and with the underground trade established by Leylin later they would get back on track and expanded their power quickly.

After going through with all this, Leylin could finally be at ease. He turned his attention back to his interests

For Leylin, the fight and even the whole central continent was extremely boring.

The previous enemies organisations and their collective threat before his retaliation against them followed by their precious gifts offering to him to show their goodwill were nothing to him.

But Leylin didn't leave them be either as he announced his terms for reconcilation which started from Zabofel, as the Sky city floating formation data was handed over to Leylin along with the per head Monarch compensation of around 40% of their wealth, when all of this is combined from the assimilation of thousands of years from each Monarch such a sum is absolutely terrifying so much so that multiple Rank 4s and 5s can be reared with the resources gathered.

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South Coast

[Beep! Beginning coordination with supplementary assignment, Separating black hole spell formation deduction setup completed!]

"I have been delayed a bit but here I am!" Leylin looked impassive as he patted his robes and entered the arched door in mid-air. An icy membrane rippled as he passed through it. The moment he materialised, Leylin realised he'd stepped into another place.

A dark, frigid aura permeated the air, one that was specific to the subterranean world. The density of darkness and earth energy particles was even greater than in Twilight Zone.

"Subterranean World." Leylin swept his gaze across the surroundings. He was currently in a palace hall of sorts, where bizarrely styled sculptures were scattered around the vicinity.

Once the light in the spell formation subsided, a thick layer of dust could be observed in the area.

"Glowing Current!" Leylin pointed ahead and a bright and beautiful bulb floated in front of him.

'I guess I have to raid the Thunderbird region Lyers family first.' Leylin scanned the surroundings with his soul force, before realising that the whole area seemed to be protected by a layer of mysterious energy.

However, given that his truesoul was at Peak Breaking Dawn, he could easily cover the whole area. It wasn't long before he discovered several passageways leading out.

Leylin walked towards a large door, the unadorned yet aw-inspiring stone standing over ten metres tall. On the left of the doors was the sculpture of a devil, on the right that of a beautiful angel.

*Ka-cha!* *Ka-cha!*

Leylin stretched his hand forward as he pushed the door. Suddenly, two powerful streaks of lightning flashed and struck Leylin, but was repelled by him nonchalantly.

A pitch-black tunnel appeared in front of Leylin and without any hesitation, he stepped forward.