The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The combined might of three schools of witchcraft made Dorlay virtually invincible among sixth-level wizards, comparable to a seventh-level.

Adding in the true meaning of lightning, Dorlay could almost be considered a seventh-level wizard, only lacking a deeper understanding.

Recently returned, he intended to properly comprehend the power of wind and, having acquired many valuable items from the Empire, prepared to seclude himself once more.

Floating in the air, he carefully surveyed his surroundings. In the darkness, most of the distant town had fallen silent. Flames still burned, but the liveliness of earlier was gone.

In the village, some people had already drifted into slumber, bubbles of dreams appearing in Dorlay's perception.

If he wished, he could invade their dreams at any time, altering their desires, guiding their thoughts, and even enacting a series of real-world events within their dreams, such as interrogating for information, whipping and beating, leading, and seducing.

This was the perverted nature of the Nightmare Meditation Technique.

He turned his head, gazing towards the northern mountains.

Just then, he felt a power lock onto him, an extremely potent force, seemingly akin to Vasili and the others' power, only more violent and rampant.

The eighth-level being from the Northern Wilderness Mountains. Dorlay immediately sensed it. Was it observing him?

Dorlay didn't care. Eighth-level beings dared not emerge, and the Northern Wilderness Mountains only had one eighth-level. If it dared to act, the eighth-level beings from Wassenberg would immediately appear.

The power merely swept over him lightly, then receded and vanished.

Dorlay knew that the eighth-level being from the Northern Wilderness Mountains was watching him.

Turning around, he returned to Albis City, still quietly entering the prison.

Although Dorlay was the chairman of the Glorious Wizard Alliance, he didn't manage affairs much. Most matters were handled by Benard.

Benard was resting when he suddenly opened his eyes, went to his office, picked up a pen and paper, and drafted a case file.

After completing the file, he handed it to his subordinates and slowly issued the order, "Notify everyone to strictly investigate all kinds of religious organizations throughout the region. Once discovered, immediately inform the Glorious Wizard Alliance and strike them with full force."

The next morning, notices were posted throughout the region, including every road leading in all directions from the Northwest Passage.

This was just an ordinary, unremarkable matter. The Glorious Wizard Alliance was responsible for many things, and there were many notices every day, so it was not worth mentioning at all.

It was just that this time it involved a cult.

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The Northwestern Kingdoms.

In a desert stood an ancient palace.

Inside the palace, a middle-aged man opened his eyes, his brow furrowed.

"Damn Daheitian, he actually publicized my existence, truly courting death."

The middle-aged man was furious but helpless. Although Daheitian was a small cult, it worshiped a true evil god.

He slowly closed his eyes, and after an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened them again.

All high-level wizards of the Nightmare Empire in the Northwestern Kingdoms received an order to fully contain the power of Daheitian. At the same time, they were to prepare to declare the restoration of the empire and deploy troops to the border.

Recently, his existence had become known. The Glorious Wizard Alliance, the Light Church, the Dark Church, and the Wizard God Organization, among other powerful forces, had come here one after another to confirm his existence. The Glorious Empire and the Northern Kingdom had also begun to increase troops on the border, presumably preparing to attack.

This time was different from the last. Last time, he was able to survive by relying on the characteristics of the meditation technique. They had studied him for more than two hundred years. If he failed this time, it would not be so simple.

However, he had also made some preparations.

As long as a god-level being didn't take action, what could even a ninth-level being do to him?

Moreover, he had reached an agreement with the Scorpion King of the Tengri Desert, a true ninth-level being who was now his backup and not afraid of the Light Pope and Old Ghost Asatsuki.

Hmph, hmph.

With an order from the middle-aged man, the entire Northwestern Kingdoms began to move.

Assassinations, betrayals, power grabs, and coups were staged within the empire. In just one night, more than twenty small countries seemed to have changed their names.

While ordinary people didn't know what was happening, after only three days, all the empires in the Northwest Kingdoms, except for a few, had completed the change of power and become part of the Nightmare Empire. At this time, the Nightmare Empire also officially announced the founding of the country, while conscripting a large number of troops and deploying them to the border to prevent attacks from other empires.

When this news spread in all directions, it almost caused a sensation throughout the Northwest and throughout the entire West Ring Continent.

The Nightmare Empire had really been restored.

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On the border of the Glorious Empire, at the mouth of a vast fortress, Prince Aize of the Glorious Family stood on the edge of the fortress, looking at the empty northwestern direction in the desert opposite.

Beside him was a young man in white armor, Andes, who had been exiled here.

Andes looked at the yellow sand in the distance and slowly said, "Uncle Aize, the Nightmare Empire has been restored."

Aize's face was about forty years old, but his real age was actually over seventy, and he was still energetic.

Hearing this, he smiled faintly and said, "Isn't this the purpose of Brother Yale sending you here? The restoration of the Nightmare Empire actually has little to do with our legions. It's mainly a matter for the wizarding side. We just need to carefully maintain the magic circle and prevent the Nightmare from invading. The seventh-level wizards who came with you this time are the main force."

Andes nodded. The Nightmare Empire only had one Nightmare Ancestor who was quite powerful, and no one else was worth mentioning.

He had recently seen the information about the Nightmare Kingdom. After reading it, his heart was cold and palpitating. That person was too terrifying. He resisted the entire continent alone. Although he was eventually killed, staging a tragic king's drama, he could now get involved again, return to his previous power and realm. It was really terrible.

If the family didn't have Old Ancestor Asatsuki and many eighth-level beings, even if Andes was amazingly powerful, he would only want to turn around and leave at this time, prioritizing saving his life. There was no way he could fight.

For low-level warriors like them, one thought from that person would probably kill them. It was the first time he knew that there was such a terrifying technique in this world.

That Dorlay has been targeted by the people of the Nightmare Empire, but he has lived so long and so comfortably. He really felt shocked.

"The magic circle has been set up. There shouldn't be any problems. The Empire has been studying the Nightmare Ancestor for hundreds of years, just to prevent this."

At this moment, another person came up from behind, looking closely, and he looked a bit like Prince Aize.

He held a long spear and looked forward, his eyes solemn, "Adis, Father, the Nightmare Empire has set up a fortress in the Desolate Ancient Canyon, a hundred kilometers ahead, and has also used a large number of wizards to participate in the construction."

Prince Aize nodded, "The Desolate Ancient Canyon is the main passage. They must be doing something. It used to be a wide, flat road, convenient for trade and communication. What's the use of setting up a fortress now?"

The Northwestern Kingdoms were very poor, so poor that they often secretly plundered some towns of the Glorious Empire. Although there were many troops stationed here at the fortress, there were many places bordering the Glorious Empire, so it was impossible to defend against them, so they often fought with the Northwestern Kingdoms, often disbanding the royal family.