Advent of the Archmage

In Link’s vision, the information for the Storm Lord’s Sword had changed to this.

Dragon King’s Wrath, Burning Flame Silences the World

Level: Legendary Beginner Tier

State: Half-sealed

Effect 1: By consuming 1000 Dragon Power, the Dragon King’s Wrath can be activated, increasing the user’s strength by ten times, speed by five times, and stamina by two times.

Effect 2: All magic attacks increase by 700%

Effect 3: Incomparable sharpness. This blade can not only cut through physical bodies but also magical spells.

Effect 4: All attacks can become AOE attacks with a radius of 600 feet. The AOE damage is 10% of the attack damage.

(Note: Only the strongest Warriors have the right to wield me!)

Link’s heart thumped. He looked at the sword in its half-sealed state. "Are you still incomplete? How do I make you stronger?"

"You don’t have to bother with that. But anyway, you can input any excess Dragon Power you have into me. This will help me break the seal more quickly," the sword spirit replied.

"Understood."

Link attached the new Legendary sword at his waist and took out the Burning Wrath of Heavens wand. This wand was still useful. Under the effects of Mana Surge, the magic cast by the wand was still slightly stronger than the Dragon King’s Wrath magic sword.

When fighting, he could wield the sword in his right hand and the wand in his left hand.

Finally, the sky turned dark. Link returned to his room from the Mage Tower balcony.

It was still early, and Link was not yet tired. He practiced some basic sword forms in his living room. After that, as he was preparing to look at some magic books, there came a knock on the door. Knock knock.

Link pointed at the door, and it opened. Outside the door were two High Elves, Milda and Romilson.

"Are you awake? Please come in," Link said.

Over the past few days of practice, the two of them were worked to the bone, so much so that Link could see the dark circles around their eyes. This time, however, they look more spirited than before.

As they entered the room, Milda grabbed a chair and sat down while Romilson stood behind her.

"Are we still practicing tomorrow?" Milda asked. She eyed the sword in Link’s hand curiously. However, she knew that every Magician had their own secrets, so she did not ask.

"Tomorrow? Yea, why not? But we will only do a few simple drills so as not to tire ourselves out." Link sat himself down too. He had a vague feeling that the war was going to begin soon. Since the magic formation was already prepared, he decided to prioritize making sure the Magicians had enough rest.

"That’s good," Milda said, relieved. "We were really beat the past few days."

Romilson added on, "Well, we received some benefits too. My Mana has increased by a lot and has reached mid-Level-7 by now. Furthermore, Her Highness has reached the peak of Level-7."

"That’s great, it’s a great improvement," Link praised.

Princess Milda laughed drily. "We have no way to compare with you. I feel that there is a strong Dragon Power hiding within your body. Is that the Red Dragon Queen’s gift?"

The Red Dragon Queen’s power was like a seed that gave Link many benefits. To call it a gift was not wrong. Link nodded his head, saying, "That’s right. Is there anything you want to talk about?"

"Yes. It’s quite serious."

As she said this, Princess Milda took out a letter.

This letter was leaf-shaped and bore the imprint of a tree upon its seal. The seal was already broken. Princess Milda said, "This letter was written by my mother. While she is the queen of the High Elves, she is also a representative of the Emerald Circle. She has informed me about a distressing piece of news."

Link received the letter and took out the paper inside it, briefly scanning through the contents. As he read it, his heart skipped a beat. He had mixed feelings about the matter within.

In the letter, the queen wrote that the Emerald Eye of the Emerald Circle had discovered that Firuman’s Mana density was continuously increasing, causing the natural laws of the world to distort. The Emerald Circle viewed it as a very serious problem, no less serious than the Mana Disaster 2000 years ago.

The queen instructed Princess Milda to immediately return to the Isle of Dawn immediately after repelling the Dark Army’s attack.

What made Link happy was that he was no longer fighting his battle alone. The strongest Magician circle in Firuman, the Emerald Circle had discovered the problem. That was great!

What made Link feel shocked was that the Emerald Circle regarded this problem on the same level as the Mana Disaster from before. That meant that there was a high chance, 80 to 90 percent, that this would develop into a huge catastrophe.

The Mana Disaster 2000 years ago started because of one Legendary Elven Magician.

This particular Magician had discovered a flaw in the natural laws of Firuman and decided to test this particular flaw. In the end, he had started the Mana Disaster.

That year, the density of Mana in the world was reduced by 90 percent. The whole of Firuman became like a deflated balloon.

That year, the elves were still the lords of the realm. Their might was based on magic, and they relied on magic to dominate the continent. Humans and Beastmen used to be slaves to the elves while the Yabbas, dwarves, and other ancient races were suppressed by the elves.

The result of the Mana Disaster was that the elves rapidly lost all their power. Thereafter, humans, Beastmen, and the other subjugated tribes escaped the power of the elves while the Yabbas and dwarves began to set up their own kingdom.

In the midst of the chaos, the elves split themselves into two factions. One faction retreated into the Dark Realms, beginning to worship the Spider Queen Lolth and using the Dark Arts to change their body and adapt to the darkness. These became the Dark Elves.

The other faction retreated to the Isle of Dawn. This faction continued to teach the teachings of the ancient elves. In order to differentiate themselves from the Dark Elves, they called themselves the High Elves.

This was the history of Firuman.

Now, the world was changing again. For some unexpected reason, the Mana density was on the rise. The other races may not know it yet, but how could the elves not detect it?

Link returned the letter to Milda and said, "This is indeed bad news. I think I know the reason for the sudden increase in Mana."

Princess Milda was surprised. "What! You do? Who did it?"

Romilson too was stunned.

Link shook his head. "I won’t be able to explain now. Let’s wait until the battle ends. I have a feeling that the Dark Elves are going to be here soon!"

Princess Milda and Romilson exchanged a glance. Seconds later, Princess Milda nodded her head. "I understand. May we be victorious!"

Link nodded his head. "It’s late. Rest early, you two. Focus on recovering your energy and preparing for the battle."

The High Elves nodded and bade their farewells.

After leaving Link’s room and walking down from the Magic Tower roof, Romilson suddenly asked, "Princess, don’t you feel that Link is somehow on guard against us?"

"On guard? Is he? Are you overthinking it?" Princess Milda asked.

"Perhaps. But after all, he is of the human race. If... Do you think, maybe, would he become a threat to us elves?" Romilson asked.

Princess Milda blinked. She tried to regain her composure. "Okay, don’t talk nonsense. I think you must be tired. Go and rest!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Romilson slapped his head. "I must be confused."

As he said this, he turned and returned to his room.

Princess Milda watched him leave, making sure that he entered his own room before entering her own room. After she entered the room and closed the door behind her, Princess Milda had a serious expression on her face.

She walked to her desk and took out another letter. This letter was also from her mother, the queen. This letter arrived half a month ago, and its contents were simple. "In order for our people’s rise to power to succeed, the power of the human race cannot exceed our own race. You must find an opportunity to carry out Bryant’s scheme from 300 years ago."

Looking at the letter, Princess Milda laughed bitterly. Mother, you’ve never met him, and you don’t know what he’s like. If you had seen him before, you’d know that you were making the wrong decision.

She felt that her mother was worrying too much.

Keeping the letter, Princess Milda let out a sigh. Her heart was burdened with fatigue, and she immediately fell asleep as she lay on her bed.

The night was quiet.

The next morning, Link ran through a few simple drills before letting the Magicians rest.

The Magicians were tired after many days of hard training. Now that they had a chance to rest, many of them had expressions of joy on their face. Yet, none of them dared to completely relax. Most of them returned to their rooms to catch up on sleep or just to recuperate their spirits.

Link returned to his study to study his magic books. When he found himself stuck, he would train with Nana. He also refrained from overtaxing himself, enabling his mind to remain fresh throughout the day.

As he looked at the darkening sky outside the window, Link’s heart was filled with a heavy feeling.

I guess the Dark Army would be here any minute now, Link thought.

Indeed, at 11 pm, the Magician in charge of sounding the alarms released a huge Light Spell into the sky. Simultaneously, the alarm bells started ringing.

"Enemy attack!" The vibrations of the enemy attack and shouting came from over the fortress walls.

The Dark Army had come!