Lord of the Magical Beasts

Even though the Restriction obstructed the flames that covered the land, but their scalding temperature still affected the people, and the Sea Tribe’s warriors in the surrounding felt a heatwave assaulting them, while their bodies shivered, as their skin felt a tingling pain. It was difficult for them to breathe, and smoke almost came out of their throats.

“I haven’t managed to become a Soul Wizard, and the Restriction set by me isn’t adequate enough. I’m not able to isolate Natural Spirit Fire completely.” Yang Ling shook his head, and looked at the Sea Tribe’s warriors that furrowed their brows.

Yang Ling spread out his Divine Consciousness, and he discovered that berserk energy was contained within the flames waves that engulfed the land. It was similar to the Natural Spirit Fire described in the stele, and the Restriction wasn’t too effective against such a terrifying fire.

It was only the Five Elements Restrictions that he could be able to set up upon becoming a Soul Wizard that could isolate such a fire thoroughly.

When Yang Ling was about to use Ice-sealing Domain, and help the crowd resist the scary heat wave, an incident occurred.

The purple mouse Little Ice that laid always on Yang Ling shoulder let out a weird squeak, and opened its mouth to squeak in a childish voice.

A chilly fog quickly appeared among the Restriction’s land, and it quickly became so dense that it obstructed the heat wave from pervading this region.

Was it a Magical Beast’s version of the Ice-sealing Domain?

After such an incident accord, Yang Ling nodded and praised Little Ice, before he patted softly the purple mouse’s head, and fed it a Magical Beast’s Blood Orb to help it replenish the Magical Energy it had consumed.

It seemed like after little Ice absorbed a large amount of energy, and trained strenuously for a period, it had managed to comprehend slightly the Ice Law, and it took another step toward becoming a Level Surpassing Magical Beast.

When Little Ice became a Level Surpassing Magical Beast, it would probably manage to truly master the Ice-sealing Domain.

Gurgle! Gurgle!

After the purple mouse Little Ice revealed its power, and was praised by Yang Ling, it started winking at Thousand-faced Mink that laid on Yang Ling’s right shoulder.

Thousand-faced Mink cried several times out of displeasure, and swept Yang Ling’s face with its furry trail. It was only when Yang Ling fed it a Magical Beast’s Blood Orb that it calmed down, and it started waving its tail at the purple mouse Little Ice, and showing off.

The flame wave that engulfed the land came quickly, while it also disappeared quickly, and after a short while, the boundless desert recovered to normal, and the only difference than a while ago was that the sand was more scalding.

There wasn’t anything left out of the unfortunate mercenaries and adventurers that were engulfed by the flames waves, and there wasn’t even a thread of hair left, let alone bones. Such a sight let the crowd tremble with fear!

More than a thousand mercenaries and adventurers disappeared instantly without leaving behind any corpses. Such a matter shocked and frightened the crowd.

After the crowd witnessed the flame waves’ terror, it wasn’t just the adventurers and mercenaries, who had hidden in a magical barrier to cross such a crisis, who were frightened, as even the great factions’ elite members were scarred, and they couldn’t help but swallow their saliva strenuously.

They had managed to survive such a calamity by chance, but what about the next one, and the one after it?

Even if the Magical Barrier was stabler and firmer, and the team’s Spellcasters were stronger, they still would collapse upon facing a flame wave after another. At that time, what should they do?

After the flames disappeared, Yang Ling sat cross-legged on the ground once again, and he seized such a moment to try to discern the desert’s secret. Many wisps of his Divine Consciousness spread all around, and crossed many illusions, as they chased after the secret hidden behind this large-scale Spell Formation.

There was an Illusion Spell that formed a boundless desert, a Killing Formation that created raging flame waves, as well as Gravity Restriction-like constraints.

Yang Ling felt like he had once seen everything here, and as he learned more about this place, he got more doubts, and he felt that the Burning Fire Elf’s great formation was just a Restriction with a large scope.

Moreover, Yang Ling still felt that the powerful Burning Fire Elves and ancient wizards had a secret relationship unbeknown to people.

As Yang Ling made an all-out effort, the scope covered by his Divine Consciousness became higher, and when he just found himself lacking in power, and unable to continue spreading his Consciousness farther, he ended up inadvertently discovering the trails of a Burning Fire Elf.

Yang Ling consumed a Magical Beast’s Blood Orb to replenish his Mental Energy, before he continued probing this land in one go, and he quickly made a shocking discovery.

There was a tribe of Burning Fire Elves behind the boundless desert, and those elves were encircling and walking around a Smelting Pond that had flames rushing out into the sky. There were scarlet steles around the pond, while there was a Burning Fire Elf standing in front of every stele, and muttering something silently.

Could it be that this burning Smelting Pond was the Restriction’s Cores, and that the Burning Fire Elf had used it to launch such terrifying flame wave?

Upon witnessing such a sight, Yang Ling took a deep breath, and he was about to observe carefully the Burning Fire Elves’ actions, but a person burning with flames suddenly jumped out of the Smelting Pond. This person’s body was taller than an average Burning Fire Elf by a whole fold, and he raised his head high as he shouted.

Yang Ling’s body shivered, and his consciousness’s wisps that spread out quickly went back to him. He felt a sharp pain emanating from his head, as if he was punctured by a needle, or as if he suffered a mysterious attack.

If Yang Ling didn’t guess wrong, that sturdy man should be the Burning Fire Elf king, and if the crowd didn’t quickly obstruct the Burning Fire Elves that were mumbling something in front of steles, they would shortly face an earth-shattering flame wave once again.

This was a strenuous task, and this was why it would be better to hand it over to the members of the Church, Dark Association, and the other great factions. They were all like free mercenaries for him.

Yang Ling consumed a drop of Life Spring’s water to treat his mind’s malaise, before he quickly stood up, and took large strides outside. He planned to tell such news to Klive, Faern, and the others, and let them come up with a solution to deal with the powerful Burning Fire Elves and the scary Elf King.

The factions were determined to get the legendary Teleportation Gate, and they had dispatched a large number of their elite members. This was why they got more anxious than Yang Ling when they were stranded in the desert, as if they made any little mistake, they would suffer disastrous casualties, and they might even be exterminated.

As for Yang Ling, if worse came to worst, he would just have to take his people into the Wizard Pagoda’s dimension, and it would be easier for him to deal with the Burning Fire Elves’ threat alone.

“Brother Yang Ling, it’s good that you have come out. Do you have any ways of dealing with this desert?” When Yang Ling had just come out of the Restriction, Elder Faern walked over to him.

In ordinary people’s eyes, the several hundred mercenaries and adventurers kneeling in front of the Restriction were burned to ashes by the flame wave, but an apex Domain Spellcaster like Faern saw clearly that the mercenaries and adventurers disappeared strangely after Yang Ling waved his right hand.

Faern was quite interested in the whereabouts of mercenaries and adventurers, but he was still more concerned about how he could leave this strange desert, and his intuition let him assume that a guy with immeasurable power such as Yang Ling surely had a special solution.

When you speak of the devil, he will appear.

As Yang Ling looked at Faern that came by himself, he revealed a faint smile, and turned around to instruct the Scorpion King Emmett, Elder Kline, Casia, Stuart, and the other people. He had invited them over, while he asked Faern to invite over the Church’s elder Brown.

When everyone assembled together, Yang Ling informed them about what he discovered through his exploration.

“If I didn’t guess wrong, a more terrifying flame wave will shortly appear in the desert. We must form a team of elites, and promptly take actions to obstruct the Burning Fire Elves’ madness,” Yang Ling stopped for a moment, and observed elder Kline, Faern, and the others who wore a grave look, before he continued speaking.

“I’m willing to show you the way personally so that we can quickly deal with the hateful Burning Fire Elves, and leave this strange desert.”

“Brother Yang Ling, are you sure that your information isn’t wrong.” The Holy Knight Stuart looked with confusion at Yang Ling.

Stuart was a Holy Knight, and even though he was skilled in golden Battle Energy, he still had strong Mental Energy. Yet he couldn’t detect what Yang Ling had informed them.

“Sirs, my power is quite trifling in comparison to you, and I can only show you the way.” Yang Ling looked at the confused Stuart, and smiled. He said calmly, “But even though my power is inadequate, I still have a slightly outstanding Detection Spell, and I can use the illusions to unveil the secret hidden behind the desert.”

All factions’ elites assembled here, and he must properly use and exploit such free mercenaries. He had already divulged enough information about Burning Fire Elves, and he surely wouldn’t charge at the front stupidly.

When the time came, he might still be able to plot against Elder Brown in the sly, and even though he couldn’t kill him, it would still be good to kill several Templars, while If he could turn Templars with great power into puppets, it would be even better.

“His lordship isn’t mistaken. This desert is just an illusion, and it’s a group of Burning Fire Elves that are behind it.

After Elder Brown quieted for a moment, he spoke slowly, “We should immediately start taking actions to leave this place smoothly, and kill the hateful Burning Fire Elves. Our Church has suffered disastrous casualties, but we will still dispatch 20 knights, 10 Spellcasters, and 5 Templars to take part in the operation.”

The Church’s Templar Elder had a respected status, and since it was Elder Brown that gave such a statement, none suspected Yang Ling’s claims any longer, while they looked at Elder Brown that wore a grave expression, and Yang Ling that was next to him.

An elder of Lucia’s family spoke in a deep voice, “We will dispatch 20 Golden Cloaked Warriors.”

“Pretty good, I will take with me 20 Golden Knights, and take part in the operation.”

Upon witnessing the crowd staring at him attentively, Stuart was forced to dispatch some elite members.

After the crowd finished discussing this matter, all factions quickly formed a team of elites, and they started traveling. They were guided by Yang Ling, while Stuart took the lead in front of all Golden Knights, and was followed closely by the Church’s elite members.

As for Bellimore Family’s Golden Cloaked Warriors, they were in charge of bringing up the rear, and dealing with the Burning Fire Elves’ tribe at the end of the desert.

Before they had left, Yang Ling put the Corpse Wizard King, the Dark Dragon King, the Flying Dragon King, and the other people into the Wizard Pagoda’s dimension as a precaution.

Yang Ling had left there the purple mouse Little Ice to help the mermaid Evelyn resist the flame wave that might appear, and it was also left to prevent the occurrence of any accidents.

This way, if Yang Ling ran into any dangers, he could summon over the Dark Dragon King, Winnink and the other people who possessed the greatest power, and have them protect him.

Even though the factions’ elite members assembled together, and the team had the Fire God Sect’s Elder Faern, the Church’s Elder Brown, and the powerful Holy Knight Stuart. Yang Ling still had a bad feeling about this affair, and he felt an intense sense of crisis.

As Yang Ling recalled the Burning Fire Elf King, whose body was engulfed by raging flames, as well as the strange burning Smelting Pond, he found himself forced to make preparations for the worst situation possible.