539 Scepter (1/2)

There was no chance for survival...

”This…” Weiss seemed to realize this too by this time and displayed an awkward expression. He then reluctantly moved his eyes away from that spatial tear. With his 6th Rank Archmage's power, he could naturally see that the space on the other side of the rift was twisted to the extreme, it simply couldn't be crossed.

But he was clearly unresigned...

”A Dissipation Array should settle this within five days…” Lin Yun casually glanced at Weiss, then took out a quill from his pocket, dipped it in ink, and quickly drafted an array. Soon, a Dissipation Array covered the spatial tear.

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Lin Yun didn't pay attention to the others after finishing, he led Lahn, Reina, and the Heaven Puppet back to camp.

He had estimated that in five days, the spatial tear's fluctuations would gradually stabilize, no longer this chaotic. But even then not just anyone could go through this kind of space, one needed to be at least an Archmage powerhouse to handle such terrifying pressure.

Lin Yun arrived at his living quarters roughly half an hour later and took out the pieces of paper recording the clues concerning the Ancient God. But after looking at it for a while he couldn't help shaking his head, putting them down on the refining table.

'Raging Flame Emperor Norrick…'

At this time, Lin Yun suddenly recalled that Raging Flame Beastman named Norrick that Lahn had mentioned earlier. In fact, Lin Yun wasn't unfamiliar with Norrick's name.

In Noscent's history, Norrick could be said to be one of the most famous Heaven Rank Shamans. Whether it was from the decaying library's resources, or from the Merlin Family's, the name Norrick had been a recurring one. Even if his memory was terrible, Lin Yun would still know who Norrick was.

Several millennia ago, the aboriginal Raging Flame Beastmen had countless tribes of various sizes spread along the Wailing River. At the time, the Raging Flame Beastman Race didn't have any civilization or social order, it was chaos.

That situation changed with the appearance of a legendary character among the Raging Flame Beastmen, that Beastman was called Norrick...

Norrick fought against every major tribe for more than a hundred years, using shocking strategies before finally establishing a united empire in the entire Raging Flame Plane.

As for the Raging Flame Emperor title, it came from the mages...

Only then did the Raging Flame Beastman Race developed order and civilization. The empire grew stronger day after day, but unfortunately, two hundred years after the empire was established, the pillar of the empire, Norrick, inexplicably disappeared. Thus, the formidable empire collapsed overnight, and the thirteen Raging Flame Beastmen who had followed Norrick early on divided the entire empire, forming the current Thirteen Tribes...

Norrick's disappearance was still an enigma, but a rumor had been spreading all along in the Raging Flame Plane. It was said that on the eve of Norrick's disappearance, a light streaked across the Raging Flame Plane's night sky and fell into the Wailing River. That light was said to belong to Norrick's scepter, which represented supreme authority. Whoever obtained that scepter would be able to order the entire Raging Flame Plane's Beastmen, just like Norrick.

Since then, the empire was caught in a never-ending chaotic war. Those thirteen Raging Flame Beastmen established their respective tribes, and after a few decades, the chaos gradually settled and those thirteen tribes dispatched a large amount of Raging Flame Beastmen to the Wailing River to search for the scepter, but even after a few dozen years passed, there was no trace of the scepter to be found.

It reached the point where Norrick's scepter began to be treated as a legend and the thirteen tribes gave up on the idea to fish out the scepter and instead started to recover.

As he thought of this, Lin Yun couldn't help smiling. He finally understood why Weiss and the others had been so affected by the discovery of that spatial tear. If that scepter truly existed and fell into the Wailing River just as the legend said, then it would have inevitably reached the end of the Wailing River during the following decades spent searching for it, but the thirteen tribes didn't find any clue regarding the scepter.

This meant that the scepter was no longer within the Wailing River and had instead fallen into that tear, drifting into another plane.

Nothing could be done about it, Norrick's scepter was an irresistible temptation to any force. If they managed to obtain it, they might be able to order all Raging Flame Beastmen, just as the legend said. With it, seizing the entire Raging Flame Plane would be a piece of cake.

Even Lin Yun was interested in that scepter.

But naturally, what he cared the most about was still the secret linked to Ancient God Constance. The skull which represented the source of knowledge would completely change his magic path. If he really obtained it and fused with it, not only would he be able to settle his current plight, the time needed to become a Heaven Mage would greatly cut short as well.

Five days quickly passed. Lin Yun left his living quarters, ready to rush to the end of the Wailing River, but he looked for Lahn before leaving.