Mage Manual
Chapter 464 - 385: Deja Vu

Chapter 464: Chapter 385: Deja Vu

Mongfera, Belladett Manor, in the wardrobe of the suite on the second floor’s left side, there was a row of white ghost masks with black robe ensembles. The white ghost mask had only three empty holes resembling a skull, and the black robe was wide and deep, such that even without anyone wearing it, it was extremely horrifying just being placed there.

Suddenly, a pair of hands and feet emerged from one of the black robes, and its wearer stepped out as though an evil ghost was resurrected.

However, he couldn’t maintain his stance and had taken only two steps before he lay directly on the carpet, removed the white ghost mask, revealing a haggard and pale face, sweat beading his nose, cheeks flushed with the redness of oxygen deprivation, breathing rapidly with a ’huhu huhu’ sound. His entire body was so sore that he didn’t even want to move his fingertips.

Lung function was impaired, there were connectivity issues all over his body... That damn girl! Apricot and orange! If you’re sick, go see a veterinarian! Don’t let me run into you again!

After so many years, the Swindler had, for the first time, cursed out loud due to his anger.

The more Igula thought about it, the angrier he became. His first encounter with another mage on the Time Continent had been with Harvey, an acquaintance, and they naturally teamed up to explore together, not expecting to discover both the Heroic Soul Army and the Desperate Arena at the same time.

All these lucky opportunities piled up together, as though the Goddess of Luck was feeding him with her own hands. Igula even began to suspect that he had used up all his future luck and that he might slip in the bathtub and die when he took a shower the next morning.

Although they had never received a formal mage education, no mage would be foolish enough to explore without researching the Void Realm. In the Void Realm, where solitary travel was the only option, a mage could only rely on themselves. Plus, the Desperate Arena and the Heroic Soul Army were far from secret; naturally, they both had their understanding.

As soon as the Swindler pondered it, he thought of using the Desperate Arena to trap and kill the Heroic Soul Army. After listening to his wild and elaborate scheme, Harvey’s only response was, "Just when exactly do you plan to team up with Ash to set up shop again and reassemble the Four Pillars God Sect, overthrow the Empress and seize the throne? I could just be your mortuary director."

As a Necromancer who had long since erased the phrase ’cherish life’ from his dictionary, he naturally wouldn’t oppose taking risks, and things went smoothly beyond expectation—Igula hid inside a coffin temporarily crafted by Harvey. The Combat Arena then treated them as one team and teleported the Heroic Soul Commander and a Bird Dragon with a thousand feathers in with them.

Although cut off from her army, the female Commander showed no hint of panic. She glanced at Igula and Harvey and took a swordsmanship stance, while the Bird Dragon was covered in black armor, seemingly enhanced.

But this was all within Igula’s plan.

Since he and Harvey had teamed up, the Combat Arena would naturally pit a team of two against them. Igula had already anticipated the presence of an unstable factor. "Heroic Soul Commander + intellectual creature," this combination was the best possible outcome Igula had envisioned.

Miracle·Commanding Minds!

This Miracle could be considered the most stereotypical impression of the Spirit Faction from the outside world—a direct domination over other creatures, seizing control of their minds! The higher the Realm of the Spirit Faction, the higher the success rate!

But actually, this Miracle was quite ineffective against intellectual creatures because even if mages didn’t deliberately learn the Spirit Faction, as long as they struggled in society, managed interpersonal relationships, and experienced the warmth and coldness of human interactions, it was all akin to cultivating the Spirit Faction, only not reaching the threshold of quantity change leading to a qualitative change of silver.

For knowledge creatures with no experience of social life or even no concept of civilization, the effect was extremely strong. The reason Igula had been able to rise successfully on the Time Continent was that every night he took control of a large intellectual creature as his mount.

Even when facing tribes of social creatures, Igula was not the slightest bit afraid. He could temporarily control one or two social creatures to incite internal conflict within their tribes, using his command artistry to prevail against the many with few and annihilate them!

Just like now!

After seizing control of the Bird Dragon, although the Commander had also equipped her own armor, she was powerless to resist the surrounding onslaught by Igula and others.

And don’t forget, Harvey had also brought in a giant zombie saber-toothed drake he had created tonight. With as many as four commanding units, Igula had never fought such a comfortable battle since entering the Void Realm, teasing the Commander relentlessly and gradually whittling away at her Armor Miracle.

As time passed, the Commander grew weaker and weaker, and the light of victory began to embrace them. However, Igula did not relax even slightly but became more cautious and careful!

He was well aware that this could be the only opportunity in his life, and there might never be another chance to kill a Heroic Soul Commander. According to the principle of the Void Realm that ’the greater the risk, the higher the reward,’ the gains from killing the Commander would certainly boost his strength drastically.

And power was precisely what Igula lacked the most.

Hanna, the Weaving Festival, Yvalin Belladett... Although their personal safety was temporarily assured, such assurance was precarious, relying on others’ charity and the fact that they were still of use.

Igula didn’t fantasize about gaining the power to solve all problems because of his current predicament. He still loved the rules of the game and respected the order of the game, but the problem was that they were still pawns, and furthermore, pawns Hanna used for cheating. Their safety wasn’t protected by the game, and if they died, it was akin to just reducing the game’s glitches.

Igula just wanted a bit more say, a bit more leverage, a bit more room to maneuver when dealing with Hanna Yvalin and the others.