Lord of the Magical Beasts

There were occupations such as warriors, knights and troops on the Tailun Continent. Amongst those, in terms of status and treatment, the ones who had it the best were naturally the limited number of Spellcasters; However, the most influential occupation had to be the knights that had powerful offensive capabilities.

Almost all of the mid to high-level military officers in every empire were all knights of noble birth. It was extremely difficult for an ordinary person to become a commander leading an army even if they were decked out with military contributions.

However, in order to become a knight, one would have to invest a large number of crystal coins in purchasing high-quality warhorses and premium equipment, as well as cultivate a top-notch Battle Energy since young. To an average person, this was but an impractical dream, and the only way they could become a knight was to become a follower of a noble knight, then get promoted to a low-level knight after making some military contributions.

The Borg family that had thousands of years of history was hailed as a family of Holy Knights, with one, or several, Holy Knights produced in every generation. The first leader of the family, hailed as the Golden Lion, had reached divine-level thousands of years ago and was the only divine-level knight on the Tailun Continent.

Powerful abilities, magnificent history, no lack of powerful fighters…

All of these made the Borg family become the pillar of support for the Rossi Empire. Over the millennia, all of the knights took pride in becoming a disciple of the Golden Lion. They would even be respected by others if they were to become a knight within the Borg family.

After cautiously taking half a step back and extending the distance between him and the heavily-armored knight, Yang Ling feigned ignorance and said, “That’s right, I am the leader of the Magical Beast Territory, you are…”

“Angel’s brother, Stuart Borg. I come from the Rossi Empire in the north!” The heavily-armored knight smiled and leapt off the tall, muscular horse, “Angel told me everything, thank you for dispelling her poison!”

“Oh… You’re welcome, it was nothing much!” Yang Ling felt surprised as he looked at the passionate Stuart.

Originally, he had thought that he would be exposed and that Angel’s brother was seeking trouble with him; He did not expect that this muscular bloke was here to give him his thanks.

It looks like the little beauty Angel did not tell anyone about the details. Otherwise, Stuart, who was hailed as a genius Holy Knight, would have long fought to the death with him.

“This time, I heard that there was some accident within the Amazon Forest and had come here with a bunch of my brothers to join in the commotion. Brother Yang Ling, feel free to tell me if you need my help in any way!” Stuart passionately pat on Yang Ling’s shoulder, flashing a brilliant smile.

Would this person still be able to laugh after knowing about the details and the truth behind how he helped Angel dispel the poison?

Looking at the clueless Stuart, Yang Ling smiled, “Alright, thank you, Brother Stuart, welcome to the Magical Beast Territory!”

After exchanging a few formalities, Yang Ling had wanted to leave quickly when a group of Church’s men stepped forward. A person completely wrapped in a black robe stopped, staring closely at Yang Ling for a moment before saying in a peculiar tone, “Hehe, so this is the leader. Powerful, one move was all it took for him to remove the Magical Spell Formation that blocked us outside for several days, how powerful!”

“Hehe, our leader would obviously be much more powerful than a certain someone who was nearly lost within the Magical Spell Formation!” Looking at the peculiar black-robed man, the Corpse Wizard King let out a cold smile, his right hand gently stroking the Essence Crystal at the base of his magical staff. The Dark Dragon King, Ymort and the rest who were extremely clear of the Corpse Wizard King’s personality knew that he was about to attack, all of them silently closing in on the black-robed man.

Yang Ling did not know who the peculiar black-robed man was, but the Corpse Wizard King, Dark Dragon King and the rest seemed to hate him to the core.

While Yang Ling was training, it was this person who had led the Church’s men and arrived outside the restriction first. At the start, he had pretended to be nice, closely observing from the side. When more and more people came, he had encouraged the various factions to attack together and destroy the restriction, claiming that they would attack with full force if the restrictions were not recalled.

After leading the way into the restriction and nearly getting lost within the Illusory Formation, this guy had escaped the crisis using a Magical Teleportation Scroll, but continued to shout around all day like a clown. He encouraged the various troops and adventurers to surround and attack the restriction, and was more detestable than even the Zombie King Huttings.

If not for the other party having the numbers advantage, as well as a dozen fighters whose abilities that even the Corpse Wizard King could not grasp; If not for considering the larger picture and stalling for time until Yang Ling woke up, the Corpse Wizard King, Dark Dragon King and the rest would long have taken action and sliced off his tongue.

“Hmph, a bunch of blasphemers, you’re asking for death!” After letting out a cold grunt, the black-robed man silently whispered a few instructions into the ear of his guard. The latter left quickly, soon bringing a large group of knights and Spellcasters of the Church and heavily surrounding Yang Ling and his men.

“This time, we had come from the faraway Holy City. We were already tired from the journey, but we still had to be blocked out for three days by you guys.”

Seeing Yang Ling’s lone faction, the black-robed man had a glint in his eyes, continuing coldly, “Giving the leader the due respect, we would not pursue the matter further. However, over a hundred of the Church’s knights and Spellcasters had fallen in your hands the previous time, all of them losing consciousness overnight. You have to give the Church a reasonable explanation, or else…”

Back then, the White-robed Cardinal Bishop had no choice but to toss out the idea of attacking Yang Ling because Elder Klive, Casia and the rest had stopped him. Instead, he sent men to bring the knights and Spellcasters of the Church who were said to have accidentally been inflicted with the Corpse Poison back to the Holy City for treatment. To think that a few months later, even though the wounds on their bodies had fully recovered, they could not regain consciousness.

Some of them mumbled to themselves all day long like an idiot, drooling all over themselves; Some laid motionless on their beds like a log. Some even bit anyone they saw, losing rational thought…

With over a hundred elites reduced to this state, the matter soon alarmed the higher-ups of the Church. Even though they did not know what was going on for the time being, Yang Ling, who had claimed to have dispelled the poison for the knights and Spellcasters of the Church is undoubtedly the greatest suspect.

Originally, according to how it had always been done, the Church would even bring an emperor back to the main camp and interrogate him harshly if he did something unfavorable to the Church, much less a leader.

However, the White-robed Cardinal Bishop had personally witnessed Yang Ling’s powerful abilities in the underground city, coupled with the fact that he could not find out which powerful family Yang Ling came from no matter how much he investigated, he warned the higher-ups of the Church to give the matter due consideration, dragging the matter out for a few months.

After sensing that the underground tomb had opened and having received news that Yang Ling was at Jaboli, the Church decided to send out the Church Templars. They were to scout the secrets of the underground tomb and find opportunities to investigate the reason as to why the knights and Spellcasters would lose reason along the way; If necessary, they were even authorized to capture Yang Ling and bring him back to the Church for interrogation!

“Hmph, I’ve said it in the past, everyone who has been infected by the Corpse Poison would have different symptoms; Your Holy Maiden Miss Angel should be very clear of that!” After understanding why the other party was here, Yang Ling let out a cold grunt, pausing before he continued, “Back then at the Black Water City, many of our innocent citizens had lost their lives by the blades of the Church, many of our families had been destroyed by you guys. Sir, you have to give the Magical Beast Territory a reasonable explanation, or you need not return today!”

The kind would always be taken advantage of!

Yang Ling would not compromise, speaking as he summoned his Magical Beast Army, instructing them to get into an offensive formation. He lifted his sharp Blood Elf Dagger with his right hand and formed a gesture with his left, prepared to activate the restrictions he paused at any time.

The Church had the numbers advantage, as well as a dozen powerful Domain Experts; However, as long as he activated the restrictions, Yang Ling was confident that he would be able to inflict severe damage, or even exterminate them using the Great Wizard Altar and Great Wizard Seals.

No matter how strong the Church was, they cannot come to cause trouble on the land of the Magical Beast Territory!

“You…”

Seeing Yang Ling refuse to compromise, not only meeting him with his large Magical Beast Army, and even claiming that he needed a reasonable explanation, the black-robed man was both alarmed and furious.

As a powerful elder of the Church Templars, his status was far superior to the Bishops of the various lands. Even the White-robed Cardinal Bishops had to be respectful toward him. He did not expect the little leader that was Yang Ling to disregard him like this!

However, he felt an extreme sense of danger coming from Yang Ling. That feeling was as if he was facing a Dark Angel that had suddenly descended unto this world, or an evil demon that hailed from another dimension. He did not dare act recklessly at that moment.

Seeing Yang Ling at loggerheads with the Church, and that a huge battle was about to break out, Stuart, who was riding on a muscular horse, stepped forward with a bunch of heavily-armored knights. He said in a deep voice, “Sir Adwes, His Lordship is my sister’s savior, as well as my good friend. I think that there might be some misunderstanding between the two of you?”

“Hmph, the underground tomb is in front of us. Those who do not wish to go in can fight outside the forest, don’t engage in battle here and attract the attention of the evil demons within the underground tomb!” Looking at Casia beside him, the elder of the Bellimore family spoke as he stepped forward, a group of gold-cloaked warriors carrying longswords following behind him.

“Hehe, that’s right, don’t flaunt your power needlessly. Back at Black Water City, some of you might have returned to the earth if not for the help of His Lordship. Not only do you not thank you, you instead bite at him, claiming that they are blasphemers of God. I wonder if you have something wrong with your brain, or that your so-called God…”

Seeing the family of Golden Lions and the Bellimore family side toward Yang Ling, both implicitly and explicitly, Elder Klive was all smiles, speaking as he walked quickly over. Behind him was a large group of bloodthirsty Dark Knights and Spellcasters, forming a sharp triangular offensive formation.

The secrets of the underground tomb were important, but if these few factions were going to join forces to deal with their mortal enemy that was the Church, then he would naturally not miss the opportunity to take advantage of that!

It would be even better for him if he could kill a dozen Church Templars at once!