Chapter 580 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Sui Xiong was a little surprised at the sight of Satan walking towards them but couldn’t help smiling nonetheless.

Satan had been spending these past few years planning something big; if he was out of seclusion now, that most likely meant his plans were about to come to fruition.

“Almost done preparing?” he asked with a smile.

“There’s still a lot that needs to be done, but what’s left can’t be done unless I’m there in person,” Satan replied with a smile of his own.

This exchange left everyone else at a loss, but after barely a moment, Leon’s cry of surprise cleared it up for them all.

“The legendary peak!?”

Satan’s scent had caught Leon’s attention from the moment he first stepped into the room. Though he’d looked gentle enough on the surface, something about him seemed to give off a faint feeling of danger.

Leon was puzzled by this. He was unsure of how a magician who was only at the junior-legendary level, despite having reached the peak of strength, could possibly be dangerous to him. Reality wasn’t like in the stories; the difference between junior legendary and the legendary peak was extremely huge. Unless Satan spent ten or eight years arranging positions before trying to break through with force like some sort of madman, then even if Leon stood still and let him plot against him, at most he’d get a light injury. Even at the peak of his strength, getting seriously injured by Satan was unthinkable.

At a level like this, there was no way he could feel in the least bit threatened.

To threaten Leon, one would at the very least have to be at the mid-legendary level and carry magical objects of the same level. Only with these two things combined could one catch Leon off guard and inflict serious damage. If you wanted to kill him, being at the mid-legendary level or having low-level magical objects wouldn’t be enough. You’d either need to be at the advanced legendary level with magical objects of the same level, or you’d need to be at the mid-legendary level with an official magical object; nothing else would work.

Originally, Leon had assumed Satan was hiding part of his power and was carrying a powerful magical object given to him by the Void Mask. But when Satan spoke just then, he suddenly came to a realization—there was another possibility, as well.

Mage Satan had been in seclusion for many years researching the path to the legendary level. Those who didn’t know all assumed he’d yet to reach the Legendary Realm, but looking at how he was right now, it was obvious he’d entered the Legendary Realm a long time ago.

If that was the case, then what in the world had he been researching all these years? Did his coming out of seclusion at this moment mean that his research had yielded results? Or was it already completed?

Also, in regards to “that event,” which Sui Xiong and Satan were talking about, Leon himself was vaguely aware of a bit.

These past few years, the Void Mask Mage Corps had been buying some magical materials through the number one strategic business town on the continent’s eastern shore: Garth City. Though not particularly rare, these materials had particularly unique uses, and a large majority of them had gone missing. Leon was well aware of this happening, but he had never looked into it, thinking there was no need to.

Thinking back on it now, these materials had only had one use to begin with, one which he’d heard His Majesty make vague mentions of occasionally during idle chats.

It was the construction of an ultra-large-scale Purification Array to purify the entire Ashes Woods!

This sort of thing was definitely not something your average Legendary Master could accomplish. Keep in mind that even the “Great Mentor” Le-Peyroux from days of old would have been unable to accomplish such a feat. If he could, why would he have needed to take all those students with him to the southern plateau to establish the Country of Casters? Compared to the Magic Beast-infested southern plateau, the western forest was obviously a much more fitting area.

He feared only a mage on the level of a demigod would be able to assure he could do something like this. And if one compared the way Satan spoke with the fact that he’d come out of seclusion—the verdict was already reached.