Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

Chapter 479 - Secret



Lin Li had previously had a discussion with Sendros about the Retribution Knight. The Retribution Knight was a legendary Death Knight, and the special thing about the Retribution Knight was that there could only be one Retribution Knight at any point in time. Once a Death Knight became a Retribution Knight, all the other Death Knights would stop evolving and voluntarily come forth to pledge their loyalty to this new Retribution Knight no matter how far away they had to travel to find it.

As these Death Knights became the loyal subjects of the Retribution Knight and stopped evolving, all the power they gained from battles would be transferred to this Retribution Knight so as to help it evolve faster. Hence, every Retribution Knight was scarily powerful, and merely the word legendary was not enough to describe them.

Lin Li had recruited a group of Death Knights by chance back in the Scar of Death, and in the eyes of these Death Knights, he was their Retribution Knight. However, Lin Li was not a true Retribution Knight, and thus did not require these Death Knights to stop evolving so as to help him evolve. Thus, there was a very high possibility that he’d be able to groom all these Death Knights into Retribution Knights.

Since the Immortal King’s arm had created a Retribution Knight before, it might be of help to Lin Li’s plan to groom a team of Retribution Knights. The thought of that heightened Lin Li’s interest in that Immortal King’s arm; hence, he asked Hutton, “What happened after that? What about the Retribution Knight and his team of Death Knights? How did the Immortal King’s arm end up in a small church in Black Clouds Town?”

“Breezy Plains became a living hell under the tyranny of the Retribution Knight and his team of Death Knights.” Hutton looked into the distance with a sigh as he recounted. “Then, the last Prophet of the Brilliance Shrine, Willen, came to the Breezy Plains and purified the Retribution Knight and his Death Knights using the Holy Light, and sealed the Immortal King’s arm in the only church in the Breezy Plains, hiding it below the church in Black Clouds Town.”

Hutton was a skilled storyteller indeed; his poetic account of this secret was so captivating that Lin Li thought he was listening to somebody review a book.

However, Lin Li found something strange while listening, so he frowned lightly and said, “Mage Hutton, as far as I know, while the Malfa Family is one of the most powerful magical families in the Breezy Plains, it has only been around for about 200 years, and is considered a new family in the Breezy Plains.”

The Breezy Plains had a long history, and many families and forces of varying sizes had been set up over the years. Just 200 years ago, there was no place for the Malfa Family in the Breezy Plains. The founder of the Malfa Family was an adventurer named Leo Malfa, who was already at level-18 in his thirties, a genius of his own. When he first stepped out onto the scene of the Breezy Plains, various forces tried to pull him over, but he was a descendant of Geresco’s disciples, so how could he be a subordinate to others? Out of respect for his ancestors, Leo Malfa chose not to serve any force, and set up the Malfa Family by himself. Then, there was another Legendary-mage in the Malfa Family, Cheyenne, and their standing in the Breezy Plains was firmly locked since then.

After discussing some details, the two men returned to their tents to rest before they dealt with the Syer bandits the next day.

At the crack of dawn, before anyone from the Malfa Family or the Tower of Dusk had woken up, thunderous noise came from afar, and was gradually coming closer. It startled the birds and shook the earth as though the mountains were about to collapse.

The strong magical wave shocked the mages from both camps awake as they frantically grabbed their magic staves and rushed outside their tents. Even a fool would know that it was an enemy attack given the situation, but the Malfas were still puzzled—how could there be such powerful mages among the remaining Syer bandits?

As they rushed outside and looked up, they saw that the sky above them was covered in dull red fire clouds. The fire clouds continued to churn as the powerful magical wave made every mage quietly gasp in awe. Everyone knew that an unusually strong spell was brewing, and this was not something any single mage was capable of.

 

 

 


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