Chapter 354
The Book of Law Appears
Eivass silently prayed to the Candlemaster with closed eyes, his mind calmly analyzing the situation.
… He wondered if the Candlemaster could even hear his self-talk in this state.
According to what the Punisher Demon had said, the Prince of Giants seemed to be here to snatch “The Book of Law” from him.
Eivass knew the name of this item because he had once consulted Madam Mina for divination. He hadn’t mentioned this item’s name to anyone else… The Prince of Giants likely knew about it because of that Eyeball Demon Lord.
He clearly remembered that one of the Prince of Giants’ relatives had entered the game.
It was an Eyeball Demon, which could drop an item related to the Noble Red event line. It had once been a summoned pet of a powerful figure in the Rose Cross. Later, its owner was casually killed by a Fallen Heavenly Envoy—but conversely, being killed by a Fallen Heavenly Envoy proved his strength.
The Eyeball Demon, possessing a degree of foresight, could be considered a demon-shaped prophet. It also had special vision abilities like clairvoyance and X-ray vision, making it of considerable strategic value and a very precious and rare type of demon.
After a person transforms into a demon, they essentially abandon their former identity, and Giants are no exception—Eivass didn’t know what had happened in between.
However, if he combined the Punisher Demon’s words, treated them as truth, and inferred the process from the current outcome, it was likely that it had found its relative, instigated its younger brother to betray his then-teacher, Jacob, and found him a new teacher… that is, the Eyeball Demon’s current master.
— So this was how Noble Red was originally born.
However, Eivass still didn’t know what qualifications the equipment he found through divination possessed to warrant a Fifth Tier Grand Mage traveling such a long distance to snatch it…
Madam Mina was only Fourth Tier, so the clues she could divine were at most purple—meaning she couldn’t divine the location of equipment above deep purple. Since Eivass was looking for “equipment,” it was unlikely to be a Grimoire.
Golden items, on the other hand, were Divine Equipment. These were generally not obtained from monsters or gacha draws but were awarded upon completing the final stage of long-term story arcs. They were very long and very torturous. Fortunately, Eivass remembered these parts quite clearly… After all, he had initially followed video guides, and after learning, he had power-leveled for his friends, becoming very proficient now.
Of course, Golden Equipment wasn’t necessarily more useful than Purple Equipment.
This was because Divine Equipment emphasized functionality more… or rather, Divine Equipment usually served as the core of a build. It generally had no synergy with other Golden Equipment. In contrast, Purple Equipment had much more freedom in its affixes.
— Could the equipment Madam Mina divined be a specialized weapon for a Ritualist Mage?
That was also possible. After all, Jacob was a Ritualist Mage, so it was normal for items left by him to be related to Ritualist Mages…
But now, the Prince of Giants was being pursued by the Grand Guardian, yet he had instead sent one of his most important subordinates to search for equipment—did he perhaps believe “The Book of Law” possessed enough strength to immediately resolve such a crisis?
This actually piqued Eivass’s interest.
— It was like drawing a card. Even if you didn’t know its strength or how to use it, if you were muted for showing off in the group chat, it was likely quite strong.
After finishing his prayer, Eivass extinguished the lit candle and put it back into his bag.
“Since you want it so badly, then I must obtain it.”
Even if it meant confronting a Grand Mage head-on, it would be absolutely worth it.
Eivass made up his mind.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
The situation was slightly different from what Eivass had imagined.
Prince of Giants, Wolfram, was securely bound within a magic circle by a blue-white ribbon of light composed of black runes.
He stood naked on the azure magic circle, with over ten magic circles of varying sizes suspended around him. Some blue-white magic circles connected to these ribbons of light, some circles spun and emitted strange, ominous black light, and the largest white magic circle behind the giant—it thrust out a magnificent spear made of golden radiance, piercing the giant from behind.
His hands were immobilized, and a black “X” was suspended in the air above his mouth. Black runes filled the sides of the X, extending all the way to his earlobes and neck.
Wolfram now seemed to be suffering from the impact of death aura—his entire body had become noticeably emaciated. His once strong physique, a Fourth Tier combatant, now seemed to have collapsed, his skin loose and sagging. His veins had turned purplish-black, displaying terrifying tree-like patterns, and his eye sockets had become purely purplish-black, his cheeks deeply sunken.
He looked as if he had become an old man.
However, he showed no signs of pain; instead, he was incredibly energetic—
Because not far from him, perhaps only a dozen meters away, was the original swamp.
The swamp was now depleted. As the twilight power that had solidified everything dispersed, a purple glow emanated from the bottom.
— That was the color representing the Transcendent Path!
The Book of Law! It must be it!
Wolfram cried out in his heart.
Undoubtedly, this was the Book of Law that the Eyeball Demon had told him about!
“That book will appear in mid-December, near Windpipe Town in Shepherd’s Bay Country, in a ‘place closest to death’… “— Wasn’t this it!
Indeed, it was the place closest to death… This swamp was filled with the power of the Twilight Path, and the death aura that had been unleashed all at once after its seal was removed for some reason, was proof enough of this statement.
The Eyeball Demon had also said that the book contained “secret knowledge regarding Heavenly Envoys and Pillar Gods, and great power that could change the world and influence the future”… And now it was personally sealed by Amber and tightly wrapped in this death aura. Did this not prove the truth of that statement?
— However, the problem was that the book was right before his eyes, yet he couldn’t move an inch.
He couldn’t move, couldn’t cast spells, couldn’t speak.
Because the person standing opposite him was none other than Merlin.
Merlin was apparently unaffected by the death aura. He seemed to be waiting for someone, so he hadn’t killed Wolfram directly.
But that was all—he hadn’t even looked at Wolfram, just stared down at the bottom of the swamp emanating a strong Transcendent Path radiance, lost in thought.
“… Strange, I checked this place thoroughly. There was definitely nothing here just now…”
He muttered.
What exactly was a “variable”?
At this moment, Merlin’s brow suddenly furrowed, and he sighed, “Why is it you again…”
“Yes. It’s been a long time, Mr. Merlin.”
A deep, hoarse yet resonant voice sounded, like a smoker who had smoked for twenty years.
It was a huge, near-human-sized gray wolf.
It slowly emerged from the village that had turned into amber, its pupils scarlet. Its gray fur was unstained by the amber shell solidified by the twilight power.
“Let me say it again, that woman and I broke up a long time ago.”
Merlin said wearily, “Viviane let you go, and it has nothing to do with me.”
“I know, Mr. Merlin. I have something important to tell you.”
Yeats bowed slightly and said calmly, “I am under my master’s orders to stop these giants from approaching the swamp. If possible, she also asked me to stop everyone from approaching the swamp.”
“… Oh?”
Seeing Yeats utter such an absurd answer, Merlin suddenly became interested, “I’ve already tied him up, isn’t that enough to stop him? And you can’t stop me, can you.
“It seems this really is her and Jacob’s laboratory… But aren’t you afraid I’ll go bother her by telling you this? I imagine she specifically told you not to cause her trouble. She disappeared from the Shadow Domain so long ago, she’s probably reincarnated.”
As Merlin finished speaking, Yeats was suddenly completely bound by those ribbons of light. Especially its long wolf snout, which was bound by a separate ribbon of light, even tied with a bow.
“… Or are you, this abandoned stray dog, finally having some thoughts of your own?”
Merlin pushed up his monocle and asked smilingly.
But there was no smile on his face; it was as dignified as a deity.
Merlin lightly gripped his staff and said calmly, “I don’t think the ‘important matter’ you want to tell me is about this.”
After a moment of silence, the werewolf spoke without opening its mouth: “Jacob is my friend. A long time ago, Jacob guided me to join a mysterious society… called the Golden Dawn. As a discriminated wild elf, it was there that I came into contact with the inheritance of extraordinary knowledge. Through the Grimoire provided by Mathers, I became a Scammer of the Path of Love.
“In return, I brought Jacob to a hidden village known only to locals. I realized the horror of this village a long time ago, but everyone treated it as ordinary.”
Yeats replied without any resistance, “I am from Windpipe Town. And this place I brought him to…
“… is called Eagle Cape Village.”
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