Chapter 1521: The Legendary Mage

Chapter 1521: Chapter 1521: The Legendary Mage

At that moment, the vortex of technique cast by Aleister had shifted from expansion to collapse. As the vortex gradually disappeared into nothingness, in the twisted play of light and shadow, a figure exuding an ancient, formidable aura slowly emerged from the torrent of time.

"Although the conflict between us has reached an irreconcilable stage, I still thank you for not disrupting the completion of my spell." Aleister, having completed his spell, wore not the desolation of facing death, but the excitement of a fulfilled wish. He looked up at Pei Yan, expressing gratitude that the latter did not interrupt during the spell, knowing how much trouble it would have caused if he had tried to stop him. The spell might have succeeded but certainly wouldn’t have been as perfect.

"A wish of a top-tier powerhouse from a plane is still worth respecting." Pei Yan said, looking at Aleister. He could clearly feel that after summoning this figure from the torrent of time, Aleister’s source energy was almost completely depleted. Yet, in the instant he looked up, everything was restored as if what Pei Yan perceived was an illusion. Is this the power of time-based magic? Pei Yan was reminded of the ability Flamel used in his match against Ye Ruozai, which was nearly unlimited self-restoration. It seemed time was a more powerful and baffling means of attack compared to space.

With this thought, Pei Yan looked at the elder who emerged from the torrent of time, with interest, and said, "Moreover, I am also very curious to see what effect your spell will ultimately bring."

The old mage who Pei Yan gazed at bore a striking resemblance to Aleister in his younger days, wearing a simple but neat wizard robe, with a kind and gentle face. If Pei Yan didn’t sense the absence of any blood relation between them, he might have suspected Aleister had summoned one of his direct ancestors. Observing Aleister’s admiring gaze at the old mage, Pei Yan seemed to realize, if his guess was correct, that Aleister was a little fan of this old mage, and his behaviors and conduct were all in tribute and learning from this idol in his heart.

After a brief bewilderment, the old mage quickly understood his current situation. He turned and took the wand, which he used in life, from Aleister’s hand, then smiled gently at him, "You must be Aleister Crowley!"

"You! You know me? How can you know me?" Aleister, hearing the other accurately call out his name, was both astonished and flattered, then he understood, "Indeed! Why should I be surprised? With your abilities, it’s no wonder you’re aware of my existence!"

"I merely foresaw that I would have such a wondrous journey, so has the time-based taboo spell been perfected to this extent now? In my time, casting this spell still held great risks." The old mage remarked, looking at his body.

"It’s still quite risky to cast now." Aleister shook his head with a wry smile.

The old mage nodded in understanding and reassured him, "I know! It’s at the cost of life, right! But rest assured, young man, in my foresight, today will not be the end of your life. Quite the opposite, it’s the start of a new journey for you."

Hearing these words, Aleister looked confused, unsure of what the old mage meant. Meanwhile, the old mage looked around the battlefield, then startlingly at Xia Yu on the opposite side, who had already turned half the sky into thunder and lightning, exclaiming, "Is that Bedivere? He’s actually being suppressed to such an extent by a young girl! It’s extremely unbelievable!"

He then sighed and glanced at Urban with slightly dissatisfied mourning, "People should follow the natural law; after death, the soul should go where it belongs, returning everything obtained from the source realm. As a church, there should be a clear understanding and respect for this matter! Instead of endlessly exploiting their potential! Continually exploiting the soul of heroes is a cowardly and shameless act, which is why your Bright Church can never stand on its own."

If anyone else criticized the Bright Church like this in front of him, Urban would surely retort, and Aleister was no exception. However, the origins of this person were too significant; even the Pope of Light would have to listen carefully to his reprimands.

"Hey! Have you finished reminiscing? Don’t forget this is a battlefield! Now, can you tell me who this person truly is?" Pei Yan, having an inkling of the person’s identity, clapped his hands to interrupt their conversation and asked.

"Hello! Strongman from another plane, I’m Meilin - the first true Holy Mage of the Magic Plane!" Meilin, seeing Pei Yan’s question, stopped the furious Urban, and with a smile, introduced himself graciously.

"Meilin?" Although this name easily reminded Pei Yan of luncheon meat, having experienced an anime cultural influence, he understood the true significance of this name in the West. He shook his head with a wry smile, "Round Table Knights! Meilin! K! King! Don’t tell me your supreme is King Arthur!"

"Oh! How marvelous! Our legends, mirrored in Cornerstone Plane, are still being passed down till now?" Meilin, rather than angered by Pei Yan’s suspicion, was instead happy and laughed loudly.

"Is all of this true?" Pei Yan asked in disbelief as the other admitted it.

"Master Merlin was a follower of the Supreme during the era of the earthly walkers. It was he, alongside the Round Table Knights and the Three Witches of Destiny, who ended the chaotic and unstructured savage era of the Magic Plane, establishing the magical doctrines that all cultivators now follow." Urban, seeing Pei Yan’s ignorance, disdainfully explained.

During Pei Yan’s time understanding the history of the Magic Plane, he had heard of this. The intervention of the Magic Plane’s Supreme in worldly affairs occurred later than that of the Daoist Plane but earlier than the Hell and Spirit Monster Planes. At that time, the Magic Plane was occupied by various Magic Beasts, such as the Dragon Race, and humans were just a weak faction within these forces. Then the Supreme appeared metaphorically as a savior, leading his followers through the world. He unified the human forces of the Magic Plane and taught them how to cultivate source energy. With this power, they defeated the naturally formidable Magic Beast clans and became the true rulers of this world.

At that time, the so-called Dark Council, including the Blood Race, was part of the human forces, and the faction of mages who preferred practical combat and the use of Dark Techniques was indeed more powerful than the Bright Church, which focused on spreading its followers. This scenario only changed when their power swelled enough, and they decided to infiltrate the Cornerstone Plane.