Chapter 579 (2/2)

But in the northwest, these circumstances would trigger the terrifying great catastrophe that was a surging skeleton tide.

Skeletons weren’t a particularly scary Magic Beasts; as long as you stayed calm and collected as you faced it, even a common farmer could knock one over. But when the surging skeleton tide erupted, tens of thousands of skeletons would come rushing in like an endless storm of raging waves. Even a high-level master could lose his life in such an attack from all sides. As for the average person, they’d be dead in a split second without the chance to even defend themselves.

Scarier still, once a certain number of skeletons was amassed, it could induce a great wave of negative energy!

That was a scene ordinary people could never have the chance to see more than once in their lives: gray-black negative energy flowing towards them like a slow but unstoppable tide. All strategies were useless before it. Even temples that took years of painstaking effort to build were unable to stand the tide of negative energy for very long.

In a situation like this, aside from a god sending down a clone of themselves, there was no possible hope of rescue.

In past years, there were about three instances in which great negative energy tides had happened in the northwest regions; The first two destroyed two towns, and the last was repelled when the God of Law sent down a clone. But even then, the God of Law had suffered quite a few losses.

The northwest back then was just such a terrifying place. Aside from those who were unable to make a living in their homelands, no one else was crazy enough to come here.

But the current northwest was already a different thing entirely. Even on the outskirts, there was a wide road along which could be seen a wide expanse of open land. On this land was a solid perimeter wall, inside of which was a tall building—a relay station, safe enough for tired travelers to rest. As for the towns themselves, there was emerald-green vegetation wherever you looked; fresh flowers would even bloom from time to time, just like in the South.

Pedestrians on the roads still looked a little tired, but because they could get adequate rest at night without fear of danger, they no longer looked as haggard as before. The people within the towns, meanwhile, were all rosy-cheeked and full of energy. Even if they were relatively poor, you couldn’t tell that they were particularly hungry or cold, and occasionally you might even see a couple of fat people walking around—that was entirely possible in the old northwest.

All the people here—regardless of whether they were young or old, male or female—were often smiling, their faces brimming with hope in their future and confidence that their lives would be even better. After some travelers visited a while ago, they’d sighed with great feeling, “This place was once hell for humanity, but now it’s like a holy kingdom on earth!”

The main thing that had brought about all these changes was none other than the Purifying Arrays that Mage Satan had invented!

In regards to this point, the government of the Republic of Northwest never hid the truth; in fact, they had put in great efforts into publicizing Mage Satan’s contributions. Because of this, he was popular among the people of the Republic of Northwest, and everyone respected this old magician who spent all his days in a magic tower and almost never came outside.

He was extremely well-known in other countries across the continent as well. A large number of people even called him the “Wise Man of Purification”—this basically regarded him as a Legendary Master, even though on the surface he had yet to enter the Legendary Realm.

Now, Satan had left his magic tower, and you could tell from the look in his eyes that he was ready to return to the people once more.