Chapter 194 Higher Planes

The distant horizon above the Eternal Night Emperor's ship crackled with lightning.

The battle had begun there as well.

But Suren didn't spare it a second glance.

The Thunderous Sword Qi of a thousand strands was menacing even from this distance. Those three who went looking for trouble wouldn't get off easy.

Suren's cold gaze turned to the three before him. Now, it was their turn.

Having swiftly eliminated the space mage from this group, there was no escape for these fellows, no matter how nimble they were.

These three knew this all too well.

They looked at Suren, their faces ashen.

They glanced at the domineering Thunderous Sword Qi in the distance, filled with a mix of fear and bewilderment.

Why did they have to encounter someone with such terrifying combat power?

The intelligence they had received clearly stated that all the top-tier professionals of this "Dawn" were confirmed to be in the distant Province of Synodia. This was a small pirate crew without even a Seventh-Order on board, and seven Seventh-Order magic guides had come to besiege them, only to end up like this?

Suren wouldn't give them a chance to recover. After killing one, he stomped hard on the ground.

With a "snap," his whole body shot out like a cannonball once again.

Watching the afterimage shimmer, the three mages hastily raised their magic wands and began chanting mysterious magic spells.

Suren couldn't understand the "Common Language of the Celestial God Plane" they spoke, and the magic spells sounded like gibberish.

But after extracting language proficiency from the old man's memories, he could understand it instantly.

The dark-skinned female mage among the three touched the black crystal ball in her hand, and a field aura spread out: "Great all-knowing and all-powerful God, grant me the power of darkness, summon powerful magic to resist the evil will, summon spells that imprison everything..."

She slammed her magic wand on the ground, and a strange magic halo, like a bubble, covered an area of one kilometer: "Black Magic Arcana - Magic Restriction Domain!"

Although magic and alchemy weren't the same system of techniques, some laws and principles were similar.

Listening to the magic incantation, Suren vaguely guessed what this magic was. Seeing the vacuum state of the elements around him, he immediately recognized it as some kind of magic restriction domain.

However, at the instant this magic was released, he was already face-to-face with the three of them.

With a slash of his black scythe, the burly middle-aged mage glowed with golden runes. With a metallic clang, he actually blocked this sharp blade.

"A Rune Mage..."

Suren murmured inwardly.

With the previously extracted information, he was now familiar with the methods of these people.

This other plane was a magic plane, where mages ruled supreme.

Pure melee fighters existed, but they were few and far between, and their status wasn't high.

Rune Mages were usually the tanks in a mage group.

Just as this guy blocked Suren's black scythe, a killing intent arrived again. The silver runes on the brow of the guy beside him lit up, and the skull-headed staff in his hand flashed with black light, releasing another Seventh-Order spell: "Nightmare Erosion!"

Crowd control, tank, mental attack...

The three coordinated perfectly, their combined attack seamless.

Suren wasn't surprised, because these seven people were from the same magic troupe.

A mind-type Nightmare Mage, a melee-type Rune Mage, and an all-rounder Mage with a magic restriction domain complemented each other's abilities. Their squad configuration was enough to deal with most enemies.

The mental technique rushed in, intending to control the target for a moment, followed by a fatal move.

But now that he knew the enemy's strengths, he could predict the battle process.

Suren had anticipated this scene before making his move.

A fleeting dazed look flashed in his eyes, as if cooperating, but he muttered in his heart: This mental power is so-so.

Suren's current mental power had reached the overflowing limit of his physical body. Not to mention a Seventh-Order mental mage from another plane, even an Eighth-Order might not be able to control him.

As expected, they fell for it!

Seeing him hit, the Rune Mage changed his defensive stance, condensing a lightning magic blade in his right hand, and stabbing it straight at a vital point.

Seeing the enemy fall for it, Suren's dazed eyes cleared instantly, and he shouted in his heart: "Alchemy - Repel!"

Then, as if by magic, a scarlet dagger appeared under the black scythe.

This Rune Mage was a melee mage, with decent reaction and combat experience. If he directly exposed the Dragon Slayer Dagger, he might not be able to hurt him.

Suren had been using the black scythe all along, also to give the opponent a fixed impression, thinking that his attack was only at this level.

Now, this was a good opportunity to strike unexpectedly!

Reversed alchemy dispelled the opponent's mental control. In an instant, he struck with his hand, and the scarlet dagger slashed at the Rune Mage's wrist.

With a "whoosh," blood spurted out, and the Dragon Slayer Dagger, empowered by terrifying force, was slightly blocked, but it still chopped off that arm!

At the same time, a powerful repulsive force struck, and the Restriction Mage instantly cast [Rejection Aura].

Suren didn't have a chance to follow up, and flew backward. Then, another instant lightning magic followed, striking him before he could dodge.

This was how a battle between experts went, countering each move. Even if you attacked half a beat faster, you still had to prepare for the opponent's attack half a beat later.

Moreover, there were three opponents.

Suren endured the lightning strike, and his body suddenly swelled up. Looking closer, he saw runes flickering, and his muscles were as strong as steel.

Seeing this, the Rune Mage with the severed arm was dumbfounded, his expression as if he could speak: Rune Golden Body?

He never expected that this native would also have a Rune Body that wasn't weaker than his!

...

One against three, retreating as soon as they made contact.

Suren wasn't too satisfied with just cutting off the opponent's arm, and smacked his lips: Didn't kill him, what a pity...

After all, he was a Seventh-Order Archmage. He had only managed to kill one earlier by taking advantage of their carelessness and a sneak attack.

If he really faced them head-on, it wouldn't be easy to kill these three well-coordinated allies.

However, compared to Suren's slight regret, the other three were completely stunned.

The death of their companion earlier could be attributed to their carelessness and the other party's sneak attack.

But now, the three had witnessed the true terror of the person before them.

They never expected that their combined attack had failed to do any harm to the other party?

With such strong mental power and physical body, how strong was this native?!

Suren saw their stunned expressions, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

These guys probably thought of him as one of those Sixth-Order pirates in the West Sea Fleet.

If it were an alchemist of that level, they might have been easily killed.

But they didn't know that Suren's Sixth-Order was different from the combat power of those Sixth-Order pirates.

The difference between the two was probably... as much as a hundred floors.

Although they were both Sixth-Order, there might not be anyone stronger than Suren in this plane.

It wasn't wrong for these outsiders to get a beating.

...

The three mages from another plane saw that their combined attack had been countered and one of them had an arm severed. They no longer dared to underestimate him.

They each released various defensive spells, and didn't plan to attack proactively.

"Damn it, how could there be such a big discrepancy in the intelligence! A Sixth-Order alchemist in this Dawn crew has such combat power? And that guy's dagger might be a 'Fallen Divine Artifact'. This Alchemy Plane is really full of treasures, and a small Sixth-Order mage has such a precious weapon..."

"Stop saying useless things, please let the Divine Lord descend! Bridget and the others on the ship must have encountered strong enemies as well. If we don't hurry, we might capsize in the gutter..."

"Yes! That's the only way."

"..."

The three rapidly communicated mentally, while entering a defensive stance.

Magical shields surrounded their bodies, and various defensive magic patterns on their robes lit up completely.

Among them, the red-haired all-rounder Archmage had already opened his magic book and began chanting piously.

Suren identified them with a glance from his left eye, and immediately recognized that these guys were asking for a god to descend.

However, looking at the slow channeling magic power on the red-haired old man, he deduced some more information: "As expected, not everyone has the treatment of that 'Holy Son' Frank. This guy's spell to invite the gods will take at least several minutes to establish a connection with the gods from another plane..."

Seeing this, the last bit of his hesitation disappeared.

It would take a long time for the gods to descend, and Suren wouldn't give them that opportunity.

But their combined defensive stance was almost flawless, and he might not be able to kill them before they finished chanting.

"In that case, let's try a multi-on-multi battle."

Suren slapped his mage seal, and as the alchemy array lit up, more than a dozen wax figures and a gargoyle appeared beside him.

As soon as the four elemental wax figures appeared, the four basic elements of earth, wind, water, and fire surged out.

The "Magic Restriction Domain" could indeed limit almost all techniques that needed to condense elements. Its essence was to repel elements within the range.

But if the opponent's ability to condense elements was stronger than your ability to repel elements, then the effect of this domain would be greatly reduced.

The four elemental wax figures were extremely rare elemental corpses. Their affinity for the four elements had already reached the extreme of their tier. As soon as more than a dozen wax figures came out, they gathered the four elements of heaven and earth like magnets, and various elements instantly became dense in the vast Magic Restriction Domain.

Seeing this, the faces of the three on the opposite side changed drastically again!

A moment ago, they still thought that even if they couldn't win with three against one, they could at least hold on for a while under the combined defense, enough for them to invite the gods to descend and reverse the situation.

But now, looking at these dozen or so corpses full of corpse qi, their eyes twitched and they were completely dumbfounded.

Wasn't this guy a melee brute?

How... was he also a necromancer?

No, he seemed to be a puppeteer again?

Suren wouldn't explain anything to the enemy.

He controlled "Young Master William" to cast a technique. As the domain and wind demon woman were deployed, the Seventh-Order Arcana Technique [Sea of Wind Blades] had already taken shape!

In an instant, gusts of wind howled in the Magic Restriction Domain.

Strands of storms formed visible sharp blades, whistling away in this storm domain.

Tier was the knife, domain was the blade.

No matter how big the knife was, if it wasn't sharp enough, the effect of hurting people wouldn't be ideal.

In a collision, it was easy to be cut off by the enemy.

Although "Young Master William's" domain was only at the entry level of the Seventh-Order, it was still much stronger than the three archmages in front of him.

The four elemental wax figures were even better at combined attacks. The simultaneous casting of more than a dozen wax figures almost turned all the condensed elements into wind elements, adding them to the wind blade vortex.

At this moment, even Suren had to avoid the edge of this technique's terrifying power.

But the three on the opposite side had now entered a combined defensive state. Separately dodging would inevitably lead to being defeated one by one, so they could only resist.

"Clang", "Clang", "Clang"...

Countless blade touches instantly collided with the three's defensive magic shields, and dense sparks burst out with the sound of a rainstorm.

Although the highly condensed blades didn't break through the opponent's defensive barrier in one go, they eroded it bit by bit.

This was purely a magic power consumption.

Three Seventh-Order archmages and a dozen elemental wax figures were consuming each other, and the advantages and disadvantages were obvious.

Moreover, at the moment of the windstorm technique collision, the Rune Mage, who was the main force of defense, felt even more uneasy. Not to mention that he had lost an arm earlier, greatly reducing the efficiency of releasing magic. Even in his full state, he wouldn't be able to withstand these bone-scraping blades for long.

But now that things had come to this, he could only resist.

Occasionally releasing some lightning spells, holy light spells... sealed in the magic book.

As for the four basic elemental spells of earth, wind, water, and fire, he didn't dare to use them at all. In front of enemies like the four elemental wax figures, that kind of magic was painless.

Moreover, the previous numerical advantage had instantly turned into the disadvantage of being besieged.

They lost the upper hand again in one exchange.

The three knew that they no longer had any chance of winning, and could only pray that they could hold on for a while longer, waiting for the gods to respond.

However, how could Suren let them have it so easy?

While the wind blades frantically eroded the defensive barrier, a burly figure teleported in and slammed a heavy punch on the magic barrier.

The feeling of an earthquake caused the three mages inside the barrier to change their expressions drastically, and they all released spells to counterattack.

However, the gargoyle was almost completely immune to all kinds of magic because of its material and structure.

As long as it wasn't shattered instantly, animated silver could instantly restore it to its original state.

Moreover, the gargoyle wasn't a living thing, so it couldn't be killed.

This led to the fact that the three mages' counterattacks against the gargoyle were almost completely useless.

In an instant, they were in a dilemma.

It was useless to fight back, but not fighting wasn't an option.

And the gargoyle was still delivering output on their faces, and the [Four-Colored Elemental Heart] provided energy without being affected by the Magic Restriction Domain. The [Space Fragmentation] technique solidified on its fists was frequently released, causing the space near the barrier to make "crack", "crack" crisp sounds...

Seeing the gargoyle's fierce combat power, Suren felt a sense of joy for no reason.

Mainly, this gargoyle, on which he had pinned high hopes, had a very low sense of existence before.

The Seventh-Order he had encountered before were all top-tier Seventh-Order like the "Ten Legends".

Each of those guys specialized in a certain field to the extreme, and their methods were extremely bizarre.

Like "Punishment Lawyer" Elmer E. Claire, "Undead Demonic Monk" Ras Lisbon, "Hymn Demoness" Maria G. O'Casey...

Each one was not an ordinary professional.

He felt that the gargoyle had no threat at all in their hands.

This gave Suren a subconscious illusion: the gargoyle was too weak.

But the fact proved that it wasn't that the puppet was weak, but that the previous opponents were too strong, exceeding the combat power limit that the puppet's tier could handle.

Just like these three mages in front of him, although they were also Seventh-Order, their methods were much more normal.

They couldn't kill the gargoyle, and the gargoyle had room to output.

Thinking about speeding up the process, Suren summoned the improved [Siren Banshee Doll] again.

The terrifying doll opened its mouth, and the beautiful singing also sounded, mixed in the wind blade.

Since he had extracted some [Music] insights before, the power of this batch of singing dolls had immediately undergone a qualitative leap.

It was no longer just a simple sonic attack, but also had rhythm.

The Siren Banshee itself had the magic power bestowed by the creator, and with the blessing of rhythm, it could make people die in a drunken dream.

...

More than a dozen elemental wax figures and gargoyles continued to attack, and the omnipresent sound waves attacked. The three mages from another plane had no chance of winning at all.

Just the numerical crush, they would not have any chance.

What's more, there was Suren.

The three mages had been completely dumbfounded by the endless treasures.

[Rune Soul Umbrella of the Goddess Hel], [Alpha Laser Alchemy Eyeball], [Aeolus Wind Spirit Bow], [Bow of Time]... and the black scythe and Dragon Slayer Dagger that had been used all the time.

Any one of these treasures in anyone's hands was enough to give their combat power a qualitative leap, and they could be proud of the crowd.

But this native took them out one after another, endlessly!

While the three were sighing that there were many treasures in the Alchemy Plane, they gradually became disheartened.

The number was crushed, the combat power was crushed, and the treasures were crushed...

How could they survive?

It was only after these treasures appeared that the three realized that it wasn't that the Sixth-Order alchemists in this plane were strong, but that this native they encountered was simply a monster!

In the end, the red-haired mage who summoned the descent of the gods was broken through the barrier before he even finished chanting.

Suren rushed in and killed all three.

He cleaned up the battlefield and quickly returned to the Eternal Night.

When he came, the battle had just ended, and three corpses were already lying on the deck.

Not only Chientiao, but the others in the Dawn crew were not weak either. Where could three mages, who could only be said to be Quasi-Seventh-Order in the Alchemy Plane, make any waves?

Seven corpses, the four relatively intact ones were kept as undead wax figures, and the other three were used to feed the Dragon Slayer Dagger.

Suren thought that after the Dragon Slayer Dagger fell into his hands, it would gradually become dull because it was not maintained sharp by daily killing.

But unexpectedly, although he hadn't killed people every day these days, the people he killed were not ordinary people.

After absorbing the corpse essence of several Seventh-Order mages, the Dragon Slayer Dagger was even sharper than when he first got it.

Even when it was in Augustus's hands, the Dragon Slayer Dagger probably didn't have such luxurious maintenance of absorbing Seventh-Order corpses.

There were also a pile of magic wands, magic books, and various magic material trophies.

Alchemists couldn't use much, but the disassembled materials were not bad.

...

Although the voyage to Gold Rush Island encountered a small accident, as Suren planned, they annihilated this pioneer team from the Celestial God Plane.

The Eternal Night Emperor changed direction and continued to ride the wind and waves towards the barren sea to the west.

Suren harvested the souls of the seven people, and then sat cross-legged on the deck to meditate.

Extracting those law insights was one thing, but more importantly, he wanted to digest those rare pieces of information.

After half an hour, Suren opened his eyes, his eyes were radiant, and the endless thoughts in his mind flashed, and finally converged into a complex emotion: "The world is really big..."

Chientiao, who was beside him, heard this emotion and opened her eyes from meditation and asked, "What's wrong?"

He had just extracted too much information, and completely understood a new plane, so Suren didn't know where to start.

After pondering for a moment, he said with emotion: "Sister Chientiao, get ready to welcome the large-scale plane war in the future..."

Hearing this, Chientiao's expression became serious.

...

"The Celestial God Plane is a high-level plane, with infinite territory and a hegemony of hundreds of countries... and just a small kingdom has almost the same population as the Mafaru and Ying Empires. Not only is the population large, but there are many Eighth and Ninth-Order mages in various countries, as well as divine-level existences. Although countries of different camps also fight each other, everyone has a common belief, and that is the 'Celestial God Church'."

"In that plane, religious belief is above all imperial power, and belief is also the source of magic. Those who can awaken the [Vientiane True Understanding] talent are called the Celestial Gods, and this is the most noble bloodline in the plane. And there are very few with three-eyed visions, and they are also called 'Holy Sons', who are more honorable than emperors. Because they are the chosen ones who have a high probability of entering the divine level..."

"..."

Suren said slowly.

In the Celestial God Plane, because the Celestial God's [Vientiane True Understanding] talent was omniscient and omnipotent, it was more suitable to take the mage route, so the mage inheritance system in that plane was very developed.

As Suren estimated,

Seventh-Order mages were also considered high-level mages in the Celestial God Plane.

But because the population base of the Celestial God Plane was too terrifying, the number of Seventh-Order mages in their plane was very terrifying. It was estimated to be similar to the concept of Third and Fourth-Order professionals in the Alchemy Plane.

Powerful magic civilization has also created some strange tactics.

That was the mage group!

The seven Seventh-Order mages were not a threat to Suren, so what about a magic army composed of a hundred Seventh-Order mages?

What about a ten-thousand magic group led by an Eighth-Order Archmage?

What about a super Forbidden Spell group of 100,000 people led by a Ninth-Order Magic Saint?

The mage cluster attack was simply earth-shattering.

If a large army was to press the border, the military power of the two major empires of the current Alchemy Plane would not be able to stop it at all.

Moreover, the previous Seventh-Order could only be regarded as elite mages in ordinary legions.

Compared to them, there were also talented people in the Celestial God Plane, and their combat power should not be underestimated.

The previous seven people were members of the royal mage group of the "Aisidon Empire" of the three major empires. Because their station was close to the plane passage, they were the first vanguard to conquer the Alchemy Plane.

As Suren guessed, those people discovered this plane and felt like they had discovered a "cursed space".

The first batch probably had hundreds of people who came in.

Those people got instructions from their superiors, and the first task was to find the [Sealed Coffin] and the [Mimir Spring].

As for these two legendary treasures, they didn't know what they were specifically.

The information was not more than what Suren knew.

The other tasks were to collect as much information as possible to prepare for the arrival of the main force later. Then they would search for the various treasures left in the Alchemy Plane during the ancient war, and look for treasure clues...

As for plane invasion, that would have to wait until the plane passage was completely stabilized in the future.

...

Suren harvested so much memory content that it was impossible to explain it all at once.

Moreover, that plane was too big, and the traces of the few Seventh-Orders he extracted had only been to a few nearby kingdoms, and it was estimated that the exploration degree of the known map was less than 1%.

About the information of the divine level, in addition to the reverence of faith, there was very little useful information.

Chientiao listened with a frown and deep thought, but the light in her eyes became more and more sharp.

Although she didn't speak, Suren felt her high fighting spirit.

After a long while, Chientiao murmured to herself: "Tsk tsk, high-level plane... So the world is so wonderful."

"Yes."

Suren responded with great interest.

Although it seemed that the Celestial God Plane crushed the Alchemy Plane in strength.

But while seeing the crisis, they also saw something else.

The ceiling that had trapped countless talented alchemists in this broken plane had been broken, and when the divine level was really within reach... the door to the new world had opened!

Since they couldn't change the fact that disaster was coming, they should actively face it.

At this moment, Suren and the two of them seemed to see a magnificent scene.

New world...

If there is no way back on this road, then kill them until corpses are everywhere.