Chapter 473 - It’s Finally Here (1/2)

It took almost three hours for everybody to read the two intelligence reports.

The meeting room of the Council of Elders was absolutely quiet.

After a long time, an elder who couldn’t hold back the suffocating atmosphere finally asked, “Alfred, are you sure the intelligence is accurate?”

“I know it looks unbelievable, but it’s true.” Alfred heaved a sigh. “When we lived in seclusion spurning the rest of the world, those Golden Sons ran into our world from an alternate dimension. It was two years ago.”

“They’re undying?” Murphy snorted. “What if their souls are imprisoned?”

Alfred shook his head. “Someone already tried that, but it didn’t work. Their souls seem to be protected by natural laws. After their bodies died, their souls would go into a strange alternate dimension. No spells can work on their souls until they get a new body.”

Everybody felt a strong headache. Creatures that could resurrect, such as the liches, were already tricky enough.

But the liches had obvious vulnerabilities. They could be killed easily when their phylactery was located.

As long as one was good at soul magic, they could locate a lich’s phylactery by tracking down the pieces of the lich’s soul after they destroyed the lich’s clone.

Of course, the lich would try to relocate his phylactery before he was tracked down. All that mattered was who was faster.

In general, while the liches were powerful, they could be dealt with.

However, the Golden Sons’ souls were protected. The only way to weaken them was to kill them nonstop until they became like beginners.

How many times must they be killed for that?

Besides, they could always escape. There was no way to prevent them from making a comeback.

It was pointless to make enemies of these people.

“It looks like we can’t restrain them forcefully,” said Murphy angrily. “Then how should we treat Roland? His spell is as good as any Legendary spell. Most spells can only deal limited damage, but not this spell.”

The other elders all understood Murphy’s intention.

Most low-level spells might become more powerful as their users leveled up or put on new equipment, but the power of such spells had an upper limit. For example, Inferior Fireball could never be more powerful than a Superior Fireball. Even if a G.o.d were to cast Inferior Fireball, he could only cast thousands of fireb.a.l.l.s at best to increase the power of the spell indirectly.

In terms of the power of an individual Inferior Fireball, even one cast by a G.o.d wouldn’t be much greater than one cast by a Legend.

But the self-exploding fireball that Roland created was different. While he could enhance the damage of the spell regularly, he could also compress magic power into the fireball unlimitedly.

The power of the fireball could be infinitely increased as long as the caster could control it.

It meant that, as long as one was strong and had equipment that stored tremendous magic power, the self-exploding fireball they cast could cause an unbelievable explosion.

If a demiG.o.d were to use the spell with full strength, they could probably even hurt a G.o.d.

“That’s probably the reason why the G.o.ddess of Magic recalled this spell half a day after releasing it.” Alfred spoke of speculation. “After all, Mystra became a G.o.d as a human being. It’s understandable that she’s wary of other Mages like us.”

Everybody thought that the speculation made sense.

The G.o.ds and G.o.ddesses weren’t invulnerable.

At the very least, Mordenkainen defeated the G.o.ddess of Fortune several times.

After being bullied by evil G.o.ds for almost a hundred years, Melf created Melf’s G.o.d-Slaying Spell and killed five evil G.o.ds in a row, making all of them tremble in fear.

Now that a new spell that threatened the G.o.ds appeared, it was natural that the G.o.ddess of Magic took it back.

“If Roland is so talented, why don’t we support him?” Alfred said with a smile, “Since Murphy only paid three level-three spells for this spell, it means that Roland is not a petty man who keeps all his findings to himself. Let’s make friends with him first. If he has new creations later, we can make deals with him.”

“That’s a good idea.” Many elders agreed with him.

But Murphy was still doubtful. “What if he won’t make deals with us?”

“That means we aren’t close enough to him.” The Great Elder smiled. “We’ll see what we can do if that happens. There’s no such thing as a perfect plan.”

Then, the provisional meeting was over.

Roland’s life was still busy. Every day, the cla.s.sroom, the library, and his home were the only places he went to.

After putting on the slave collar, Marilyn spent little time at home. She wandered outside a lot.

In the cla.s.s, the atmosphere was a lot better after Roland sent out his warning. At least, the students from Fareins dared not openly bully their cla.s.smates from other countries or the orcs.

Soon, one month pa.s.sed. As usual, it was a five-day holiday for the students.

The students were allowed to leave the Red Magic Tower and travel in other places.

Generally speaking, most students would go to Velgat, a neighboring city of hybrids. Most of the residents of the city were vulpera.

After the cla.s.s, Betta came to Roland and asked hopefully, “Brother Roland, do you want to go travel in Velgat?”

Roland shook his head. “I need to go back to Delpon first.”

Although his friends were defending Delpon for him, and he could ask Li Lin and the others to pa.s.s his commands through the guild system, the whole city would become uneasy if Roland, the man who was really in charge, was away for too long.

Slightly disappointed, Betta ran off alone.

Looking at Betta’s back, Roland felt that something was wrong. He felt that two things were hanging on Betta’s back, but when he detected it more clearly, he began to feel that it was his illusion.

After a moment of confusion, Roland left the Red Magic Tower and put down a magic beacon. Then, he activated Long-Distance Teleportation.