Chapter 20 - The Ashuta Treaty (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

There were only a handful of saint-level powerhouses on the continent.

In the cultivation of mages, it was extremely difficult to break through to every level.

Not to mention the difficulty of becoming a saint-level necromancer. Compared to ordinary elemental mages, it was thousands of times more difficult.

Due to the characteristics of the dark elements, they could kill, corrode, and destroy. They would devour one’s body at all times.

On the Sacred Continent, powerful necromancers were also the mages with the shortest lifespan compared to other mages of the same level.

However, there was no doubt that once one entered the saint level, they could sweep across the same realm. There were pros and cons.

This mysterious necromancer was able to interrupt their resonance. Was this not the ability of a saint-level powerhouse?

Once one broke through to the saint level, they would be able to form a magic domain. Within the domain, one would be a god.

Kent and Kentley were already dumbfounded.

However, Chris’s next words struck a nerve in Kent.

“Senior, what other elves?”

Kent gritted his teeth and refused to admit it. If they admitted it, it would be equivalent to an outright breach of the Ashuta Treaty. They could not afford such a great label.

The Ashuta Treaty was jointly signed by the three major forces: The Elves, the Ten Human Kingdoms, and the Orc Kingdom.

If anyone violated the treaty, they would be punished by the other two forces. Even if they died, they would not admit it.

It was a crime that exterminated nine families.

“Is that so?”

Chris cast a dark magic element.

The black gas entered the bodies of the two. They immediately screamed, as if they were being bitten by ten thousand ants.

“Ahhhh!”

Chris looked at them coldly as they violently thrashed about on the ground. The black gas would not turn them into undead creatures but would cut their meridians.

It was worse than death.

“Ah, senior. Please spare me. Let me go.”

“I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you everything…”

Kenley shouted. The pain was so immense that he could no longer bear it.

Chris immediately withdrew his spell. The two of them half-knelt on the ground, already drenched in sweat.

However, at this moment, the two of them suddenly threw out a magic array. They stood on each side, and powerful magic elements vibrated around them.

They frantically merged the array and gradually formed a wild beast in the sky. It opened its bloody mouth and roared, its power overwhelming the sky.

“Haha, this is the magic array that the two of us paid a huge price to obtain. It is said that we can even kill a sorcerer. You are dead.”

The two laughed wildly. A saint-level powerhouse?

They would not believe it.

Perhaps he had some magic treasure on him that could cut off the magic resonance.

Saint-level powerhouses were all existences that ruled over a region on the Sacred Continent.

Why would they come to this remote place of the elves?

Chris shook his head. If that was the case, then they should just die.

The new magic form created from the fusion of life magic and dark magic floated in the sky and slowly approached the magic array.

“Just like this, you wish to break our array. How naive.”

Seeing that Chris’s magic ball was only the size of a water droplet, there was not even the slightest fluctuation in the surroundings.

Kent laughed out loud.

However, he was not careless. He poured all of his magic cultivation into the array.

A moment passed.

Just as the magic water droplet was about to touch the mad beast, it suddenly exploded into the void, forming a black hole that devoured everything.