Sovereign of the Ashes

The invitation Feylis received from the Pyro Secret Society to join the decisive war on the Neisse Plane was timely.

The fall of the Neisse Civilization was inevitable. The only reason that the conflict had not ended was the Magus Alliance’s refusal to abandon the remnants of Neisse’s forces.

Yet, reality often diverged from expectations.

After Neisse Civilization’s last bastion repeatedly rejected the Magus Civilization’s overtures of peace, the leaders of the Magus World’s patience finally reached its limit.

A directive to obliterate the Neisse Civilization within three hundred years came directly from a soul overmage of the Magus World.

Individuals of such caliber were known for making their words a reality.

Should they set a three-hundred-year deadline, it would be adhered to precisely, not extending even by a single day.

Indeed, the gains from destroying a large-sized plane far surpassed those from low-level planes.

Therefore, Feylis aimed not only to participate in the Neisse Plane war herself but also to bring several of her apprentices.

Gregory and Bernice appeared contemplative.

The war in the Viridian Venom Flame World was nearing its harvest phase.

Yet, being directly involved in the downfall of a large-sized plane would be invaluable.

Gregory and Bernice made their decisions swiftly. Having nurtured them from youth, Feylis could detect even the slightest shifts in their demeanor and understand their thoughts without a word.

With a small smile, Feylis announced, “For the Neisse Plane war, we won’t be bringing our armies. We’ll just participate as external combatants of Rank Four and above.”

“Gregory and Bernice, you’ll be accompanying me. Lorianne, you’ve only attained Rank Four recently and are still recovering from the recent war. Your presence isn’t required,” she continued.

“Andres and Holfson. Both of you will remain in the Viridian Venom Flame World. It’s a good environment for you to attune yourselves to the power of law. Don’t give up. I believe you two are capable of miracles,” Feylis told her apprentices.

Gregory and the others bowed and respectfully acknowledged Feylis’ instructions.

It was a sensible arrangement to participate in the upcoming war as individuals, given the recent conclusion of an interplanar war and the probable fatigue among the divine tower mages.

Unlike knights who were eager to battle, mages of the Magus World were not fond of battling.

Moreover, the remaining Neisse Civilization forces were overwhelmingly outmatched. With the combined might of millions of knights and mages from the Pyro Secret Society, Steel City, and Marmett Union Alliance, they alone were more than sufficient to defeat the remnant forces without the help of divine tower mages.

After sharing the general plan and arrangements with her apprentices, Feylis spoke privately with each of them.

When it was Lorianne’s turn, Feylis complimented her, “That was your first time participating in an interplanar war after you’ve become Rank Four. Your performance was commendable. Now, return to the Magus World and rest. Don’t forget to explore the venom law I’ve previously shared with you.”

“Yes, Master Feylis,” Lorianne responded respectfully.

***

While Feylis and her apprentices were formulating plans within the prism fort, two soul overmages conversed in hushed tones against the backdrop of the boundless, dark cosmos, somewhere not far from the vast expanse of the Neisse Star Domain.

Their conversation concerned matters of grave importance, where a mere word could dictate the fate and future trajectory of an entire civilization.

“I have nothing to worry about, knowing the three of you will helm the upcoming battle in the Neisse Star Domain,” said a mage dressed in a silver robe, her voice dignified and ethereal.

Time had bestowed upon her an air of “maturity”.

While Feylis also possessed an air of maturity and composure, she paled in comparison to this silver-robed mage in both strength, presence, and wealth.

This was a figure of undeniable nobility. Her presence commanded respect, and she exuded powerful lumen elemental energy.

Apart from her extremely lavish silver magic robe, she was adorned with many eye-catching accessories—rings on her fingers, a necklace around her neck, and hairpins that secured her long, silver hair.

The rich elemental energy she exuded and the glow she radiated greatly enhanced her majestic aura.

Though not the most powerful among the soul overmages, her authority and status in the Magus World were unmatched.

Even the authority of Zenasus, a peak Rank Seven soul overmage and the founder of the Pyro Secret Society, could not compare to that of the female mage.

Lady Bev, the peak Rank Seven female mage, wielded the power to marshal forces across the Magus World, including Steel City, the Marmett Union Alliance, and the Western Archipelago!

In the Magus World, she wielded the highest authority among other female overmages. Even the guardians of the four seasons had to be respectful in her presence, not solely because of her strength or position but also due to her background.

The father of this peak Rank Seven soul overmage was the first and only Rank Nine entity in Magus World’s history!

That was enough reason to show her respect!

Zenasus, dressed in a vivid red robe, reacted with surprise.

“Oh? Are you not planning to take part in the decisive war, Bev? What about that mecha that’s as powerful as an overlord...?” he asked.

“The Steel City has already managed to acquire one. It’s only reasonable for the next to be allocated to your Pyro Secret Society. Besides, I’m not a mechanic. Viktor will probably be more interested in that mecha. You should just sell it to him like you did before,” Bev suggested.

“With Viktor, Rogge, and you on the battlefield, your forces will be more than sufficient. As for me, I must return to the Magus World. There are numerous matters demanding my attention. Beyond addressing the prophecy from the Eastern Stargazing Heights, I also intend to journey to the Western Archipelago,” she elaborated.

Knights and mages at the lower echelons only glimpsed the surface prosperity of the Magus World. They remained oblivious to the underlying issues that plagued their civilization or the critical decisions shaping its future.

In fact, even the overlords and overmages had limited perception of the broader picture, let alone knights and mages from the middle and lower echelons.

Bev and Zenasus, by virtue of their elevated positions and roles as leaders of a significant force, were able to get a more comprehensive view of the circumstances.