Chapter 1513: Pei Yan’s Madness

Chapter 1513: Chapter 1513: Pei Yan’s Madness

The spell puppets that can quickly chant spells are already very difficult to manufacture. Combined with the Forbidden Curse Rings that inscribe complex arrays in small spaces, these alchemical items, which have low usage thresholds and outstanding effects, are called Divine Artifacts that are not really divine. The Mage Tower and the Alchemy Association have successfully created seventeen of these Forbidden Curse Rings, seven of which release large-scale strikes against enemy forces, and the other ten are suitable for single-target Forbidden Curses. Before the Sword Discussion Conference, these ten Forbidden Curse Rings were taken by Flamel and are now all in the hands of the Investigation Hall.

Whenever Aleister thought of this matter, his heart bled. After the tournament ended, the Magic Plane did submit a protest to the Investigation Hall to reclaim these items. But Lin Junzhao shamelessly refused to return them, claiming they were spoils of war, and cited similar incidents in previous Sword Discussion Conferences as precedent, arguing that such actions were not exclusive to the Keystone Plane. The Magic Plane had no reason to demand only the Investigation Hall’s return, and coercive demands would be oppressive behavior against the Keystone Plane. They even invited the Immortal Palace to arbitrate on this matter.

Lin Junzhao was not wrong. In previous Sword Discussion Conferences, participants did defeat their opponents in deadly duels and take their equipment as spoils of war, which was considered reasonable by contestants. However, those actions were mostly symbolic, often taking only the opponent’s sword or ornament to honor oneself. Yet the Investigation Hall looted items like storage necklaces from their opponents like robbers!

But Lin Junzhao clung to this point, and with the Immortal Palace’s intentional favoritism and ridicule from both sides, the Mage Association could only let the matter drop.

It’s just a pity for this batch of Forbidden Curse Rings. Flamel has the ability to use them but lacks enough experience. If these rings were on Aleister’s hand, he would make various combinations of attacks based on different forbidden curses, maximizing their power, instead of like Flamel who simply released them one by one randomly. Back then on the platform, if Flamel effectively used these Forbidden Curse Rings, he wouldn’t have been miserably defeated by Ye Ruozai.

"You dare to wear these Forbidden Curse Rings and present yourself before me." Aleister’s mouth twitched at this thought; having the items stolen was one thing, but now the enemy is using the Magic Plane’s forbidden curses against his companions. For mages from the Magic Plane, this was utter humiliation.

"Mr. Aleister, since these are spoils of war, wouldn’t we be foolish to not use these gains and merely keep them as decorations?" Pei Jin replied with a smile, still weighing the gold coins in hand.

Upon hearing this, Aleister was about to retort when a startled voice echoed beside him; the Hecate Witch exclaimed angrily, "Pei Yan, how dare you use such techniques here! You are indeed... indeed...!"

By the end of her words, the Hecate Witch was so furious and shocked she couldn’t find the words to describe it. For the President of the Witch Public Assistance Association to be angered to such an extent, Aleister quickly turned his head to the scene, and upon seeing it, his complexion turned ashen.

On the battlefield, with the momentum of Lanloste’s kill, the crowd in Council City dared not blindly attack Pei Yan alone. Compared to Gu Shenghui and his duo still entangled with the Round Table Knights, and Pei Jin’s trio facing Aleister and others, Pei Yan had become someone no one dared approach. Naturally, he wouldn’t just stand idly by. During this brief respite, Pei Yan used his right hand to de-mechanize and reveal his palm, while his left hand turned to a blade to cut open his palm, letting a stream of blood flow and fall to the ground.

Others might be confused seeing this, but Jin He Xuan and the three major councils floating in the void instantly understood the meaning behind this move, hence Hecate’s furious outcry.

"Pei Yan! How dare you...!" Aleister, overwhelmed with anger and qi blood rushing, stammered, "Stop your actions! Do you know what you’re doing?"

Their calls to stop couldn’t deter Pei Yan; rather, it made him more excited. As the blood from his palm hit the bloodied ground, it seemed to be summoned by its master. Thousands of drops of blood from the Temple Knights separated from the mud and floated in mid-air. With a wave of Pei Yan’s hand, this sea of blood rushed back into the bodies of their former masters. The fallen Temple Knights, upon the blood’s return, staggered to their feet. Those with intact bodies wielded broken weapons and attacked alongside the mechanical army toward the tattered city walls, while those severely damaged in battle had mechanical limbs materialize to replace missing parts. Supported by these less agile mechanical limbs, they too staggered toward the walls.

Blood Race Techniques!

If attacking in Council City with Forbidden Curse Rings would leave the Mage Tower embarrassed, Pei Yan’s current actions were directly slapping the face of the three major councils, humiliating all cultivators within Council City!

Since the rise of the three major councils and the relegation of the Dark Council to an underground force, no member of the Dark Council has dared to perform such large-scale dark techniques in a holy place like Council City!

"Pei Yan, have you degraded yourself to join the darkness? You dare use such limitless techniques! You disgrace the fallen warriors! Have you no honor left?" Aleister’s heart was ablaze with rage, and he roared at Pei Yan, disregarding his personal image.

"Degrade myself? Blood Race Techniques are just a form of attack. I don’t consider light techniques used to kill civilians any more noble." Pei Yan said, looking up at Aleister with a sneering expression as the wound on his hand slowly healed, "As for honor? Humiliation? When you purified Miss Sifuer and her subordinates, did you consider it disgraceful? When you collectively attacked me with fifteen people, did you think of honor? Ha ha ha, since masks have been torn off and extremes have been reached, don’t stand on moral high ground to criticize me! Either hand over the culprits or let’s have a thorough battle!"

"What good is talking to him! His soul has fallen to a demon; only judgment awaits him!" Witnessing the Holy Hall’s Temple Knights turn into zombies, fighting their former comrades, Urban couldn’t suppress his inner rage any longer and led the remaining two bishops of the Bright Church to launch an attack.