Dark Magus Returns
chapter-927-2

Belil was a powerful figure in the entire Demonic Faction, and in a lot of cases, he was considered the most unpredictable. Whatever came his way, his rule was always to inflict punishment twofold back on anyone who crossed him.

The thing was, it wasn't always him carrying out the punishment. Being a high-level, mid- stage warrior meant he had lived a long life—or at least that's what everyone believed about Belil.

Including his own children. There was one person who knew the truth, and that was the one currently sitting opposite him.

"Although I know the truth, I never knew the reason why," Lince said. "You've been in Pagna for a long time already, yet you've reached the Divine Stage.

"You've achieved immortality, and you could even go to the realm above. I know you well; you're someone who cares about strength."

"Here, your strength is limited. It might even be the reason why you stay down here all the time, unable to feel anything by going outside. And why you send your family to handle most matters."

"Because everything has become a bore."

When a mid-stage warrior reached the Divine Stage, it meant a few things. First, they achieved immortality. The worry of old age getting to them disappeared completely.

It was partly why the name was given-because they could now live forever, as long as they weren't killed by something.

Another fact was that they could enter another realm. A world that was considered the same as Pagna that only other Divine warriors could enter.

Thirdly, if a Divine warrior was in Pagna, then their strength would be limited to that of a mid-stage warrior, and further progress into the Divine Stage was impossible.

Most who ever reached the Divine Stage were warriors driven to become stronger. They had what few in the world had, and because of that, they tried to grow even stronger in the Divine Realm.

Yet here Belil was, still in the world of Pagna after all this time.

"I have my reasons for doing things my own way," Belil answered. The look on his face wasn't as friendly anymore; the smile had almost disappeared.

"Just tell me why you're here," Belil asked.

"I'm sure you've heard the news about the Dark Magus and his defeat of the Behemoth Clan. I noticed you sent both of your eldest there. I'm surprised you've chosen to protect someone."

"I wanted to know why you've done that and if it's related to what's going to happen in a couple of days," Lince asked.

The smile had quickly returned to Belil's face.

"Right, the day is coming. You know something about it? I'm not surprised with your information network."

"The end of Pagna?" Lince replied. "It's something I've heard many in Alterian talk about, specifically the Alter who work in the Light Faction."

"I understand why everyone has an interest in this but don't fully know what's happening. Why would someone like the Dark Magus be involved in all of this?"

"Is it related to the strange powers he used? Is it related to his real identity? There are a lot of things that I'm confused about, or where this person even came from to begin with."

Belil let out a loud bellow of laughter that caused all of the candles to ignite further in strength.

"So, you were there yourself. You're quite the tricky one. Let me ask for a favor: can you tell me what happened, can you tell me everything that occurred?" Belil asked.

It was then that Lince told the tale of everything he had witnessed-the grand powers Raze used, how his friends had aided him in battle, and the turn of the tide when Raze had suddenly aged into an old man.

Additionally, Lince went into detail on how Raze had bested his two elder sons. He decided to take extra time explaining how helpless they had been in the fight.

After finishing everything, Belil continued to let out a belly of laughter once again. "He's more than I expected, after all," Belil said. "Honestly, I thought the day would never come, and the fact that he's fallen right into my lap... I guess the world has a strange way of making things work."

After saying those words, Lince noticed that Belil looked at the ground. He was staring off, clearly deep in thought, yet not expressing it aloud.

This was something Lince had hardly seen on a person's face. Was this just how those who had reached the Divine Realm felt? Is this why many stayed in the Divine Realm?

Or at least stayed there, as long as there was no way to completely use their powers?

"I owe you a few favors now," Belil claimed. "And thank you for telling me such an interesting tale. In return, I will tell you everything about the so-called end of Pagna."

"As well as what I exactly plan to do with the Dark Magus," Belil said.

This was what Lince was waiting for. The information he had gathered from his own clan felt like all of the pieces, but he didn't have any idea of the picture of the puzzle, so he was unable to put things together or know if they were right or not.

He wasn't so sure Belil knew, but now after hearing him say those words, he was confident about it.

Belil spoke, and Lince listened respectfully to every single one of his words. He wanted to stop; he wanted to shout and ask if Belil was crazy for his plans, even for someone like him.

Yet, because of the decisions he was planning to make, it would have been rude for him to even say such a thing.

"In the future, I wish for you to help him as much as possible," Belil claimed. "But it is your own life. I made my choice in the end; all of the power I cultivated, this is just the tip of all of that, all for the sake of saving Pagna."