Dark Magus Returns

The Light Faction was a vast land, slightly bigger than the other two continents. It also boasted a larger population compared to the others, along with a grand empire that looked after the majority of its citizens not involved in warrior matters.

This was mainly due to the Light Faction continent having near-perfect conditions for growth. The lands always had a spring-like feeling all year round. With rotations of sunlight and plenty of water, green grass and flowers flourished.

There were mountainous areas, but even they looked fascinating with their narrow bases leading up to the distant peaks. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ NʘvᴇlFirᴇ.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

The land only worsened when bordering the Demonic Faction, which was filled with snow, and the Dark Faction, which suffered from more natural disasters such as heavy storms and tornadoes.

In the vast Light Faction continent, there was a peaceful village that was self-sustaining. They built their own crops on their farms, with fields of flowers stretching for miles.

When a lone farmer stopped to do his work for a moment, he looked out at the large field of flowers, which always brought a bright smile to his face.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and as his arm moved, his eyeballs nearly jumped out of his head.

“Wha, wha, what!” The farmer immediately ran to inform the village elder.

As he ran through the city in a panic, he continued to point at the flower field.

“People, warriors, so many people, they dropped from the sky or something, there are so many people!” The farmer kept shouting in hysterics.

Some thought he was crazy, but when they looked at the flower field themselves, they could see it. Tens of thousands of people had suddenly appeared in the flower field.

Those in the flower field were pinching themselves, some were touching their own bodies, and others were asking questions to each other.

“Hey, I’m not in a dream, right? I was at the martial arts tournament, we were there together. Why are we in a field of flowers? Are we dead?”

It wasn’t unusual to have that thought; many thought they might have passed away from the attack, especially since the last thing they saw was the bright shining light.

“We are alive, I know this village, it’s Sunrun Village, my cousin lives here,” another said.

“Wait, that’s miles away, it would take a few hours to walk to the martial arts tournament. How did we get sent here? That’s impossible for any Pagna warrior.”

That was when a few of them clicked their fingers.

“It has to be the Demon.”

“The Demon.”

“Didn’t you see what he did? He was doing something, and the others were trying to stop him. It must be the Demon that sent us here, out of the tournament.”

“But why would the Demon do something like that, and is that even possible? Couldn’t only someone with the power of a god do that?”

People from the village started to gather at the flower field, deeply confused about what to do.

Thankfully, the Light Faction warriors who were part of the organization team reassured everyone not to worry and to stay where they were while they did a head count on everyone.

Several more Light Faction warriors had joined them from a distance away, and these were the ones who were in the Light Faction viewing area.

They were trying to take control of the situation but were also looking elsewhere.

“If we were brought here, then shouldn’t Kawak and Cicle be over there somewhere?”

The thought of the Light Faction warrior was right. A little away from the flower fields, in part of a farmland that had been hoed but had yet to show any signs of growth, Kawak, Cicle, and the strong thirty or so Light Faction clan heads were present.

They were almost in the same position as all of them had their weapons pointed toward the Demonic Faction members.

Lince had his hands held up to show he meant no harm, but he couldn’t help but look around like all of the others.

“What just happened? Did they just send us deeper into the Light Faction?” Sha Mo asked. For once, even he was worried; they had to be extremely far out now from the Demonic Faction and the safety of their own people.

“Not they, you saw it as well, right? The one that did this, it was that Demon, the one from the Crimson Crane group. They seemed to know what was going on; that’s why they rushed over to protect him,” Lince explained.

Kawak was carefully listening to Lince’s words and was trying to get a handle on the situation. Everything was moving just a little too crazy for him.

“Cicle and the others, make sure none of these guys escape; I need to gather some information,” Kawak declared, and the rest agreed.

While walking around, Kawak did his best to get a handle on things. He learned from the villagers where they currently were.

He thought there was no reason for them to be sent to this place. If the Demon student was the one who had done this, then why would he send them further into the Light Faction rather than somewhere into the Demonic Faction?

As Kawak continued to observe the situation, he heard big news, but none of it made sense to him. Finally, he decided to remove the large mask he had been wearing on his head.

Underneath, a man with long parted gray-silver hair was seen covering both parts of his shoulders. He had a small amount of gray stubble on his face.

He was a man who looked to be in about his fifties but still had a strong, powerful aura around him. This was Kawak, leader of the Aurora clan, the strongest clan in the Light Faction.

‘I can gather what has happened, but none of this makes any sense to me. Why did they do that?’ Kawak thought.

While Lince and the other Demonic members patiently stood surrounded, there were a few words exchanged by the two groups.

It was hard for the Demonic Faction to keep their mouths shut with the enemy right in front of them. A short while later, they were told to move to gather with the rest of the citizens that were in sight.

Now they had met up with everyone, Lince had an idea in his mind.

“Have you noticed it as well?” Lince asked his student Beret who was next to him.

“Noticed what?” Beret asked.

“That, of all the people here, those in the arena are currently not present, and not just that, but the Dark Faction is nowhere to be seen. If I were to take a guess, the Demon must have been working with some people, and their target the whole time was the Dark Faction.

“We were just sent away so they could have fun by themselves.”

Beret thought that was impossible, even with the strength they saw from the Demon to take out the entire Dark Faction.

As he thought about it more, it made sense though because it might be the only chance to get the Dark Faction when they were at their weakest.

At that point in time, while Kawak was also having the same theory, he could feel something vibrating. He pulled out a white communicator from underneath his cloth, with the golden letter ‘I’.

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