northernbook Chapter 170
Chapter 170
Day by day, the urgency of the atmosphere intensified in the intensive preparations of the entire Western Continent.
And Zeref's inner unease became more and more intense as time went by.
'What exactly is going on? Is it the black dragon? No...it shouldn't be him...what is this feeling of panic? ! ’
Zeref was sitting alone on the throne of the empty palace hall. His calm face, which was calm in the past, was now full of struggling savage expressions.
Since he noticed the familiar magic fluctuations that day, his inner unease was like the curse of the gods, constantly eroding his heart.
But whether he searched for it himself or put the Albarez Empire under martial law, he didn't get any news about it.
'Damn, what the hell is this feeling, why does it feel familiar to me...'
Zeref's eyes trembled through the fingers covering his face, desperately trying to recall what that familiar feeling was.
But having lived in this world for 400 years, this long lifespan is accompanied by mottled and complex memories.
For an ordinary person, the memory of decades ago is already very vague, let alone Zeref's memory of hundreds of years.
It is more difficult to find a familiar feeling in this vast and mottled memory.
While Zeref was immersed in his memory, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall, interrupting his thoughts.
Slowly raising his head, in the dimly lit hall, Zeref's pair of scarlet eyes and the breathtaking atmosphere filled the entire hall with a cold aura.
With a hurried footsteps, General Winter Invel was about to step into the hall, when he saw Zeref's terrifying eyes, and his footsteps suddenly stopped outside the hall.
After a long while, the scarlet color in Zeref's eyes gradually receded, and a low voice came from the hall.
"Invel, what's the matter?"
When Invel outside the hall heard Zeref's call, he quickly entered the hall and said respectfully to Zeref.
"Your Majesty, the people who went to investigate on Ishgar's side have sent back news!"
Saying that, Invel seemed to remember something, and his face became a little ugly.
"only...."
"Tell me what's going on over there."
Zeref's tone was a little indifferent. For him, except for the curse of the black dragon Akno Nokia and the god of life and death, Anxel Raml, other things were just trivial matters.
On Ishgar's side, if it wasn't for the ultimate weapon as a deterrent, I'm afraid it would have already surrendered to the army of the Albaris Empire!
"Your Majesty... There has been a huge change on Ishgar's side, and the Magic Council has now... been destroyed... no longer exists..."
Hearing the news from Invel, Rao Zeref couldn't help but be startled.
He is no stranger to the Magic Council organization. When he attacked Ishgar, it was the Magic Council who intervened and used the ultimate weapon to deter him!
I have to say that if the Magic Council, which controls the ultimate weapon, is gone, this will be good news for the Albares Empire in the Western Continent.
"Destroyed? What about the whereabouts of those ultimate weapons?"
The ultimate weapon is what Zeref cares about the most. Without the threat of the ultimate weapon, Ishgar is just a piece of fish that can be slaughtered, and there is no capital that can fight against the Albarez Empire.
Looking at Zeref's eager look, Invel said uncertainly.
"According to what our people have learned, the Magic Council was destroyed by a man and his subordinates who came from 400 years ago and was called His Majesty Lin Yan."
"The person who went to investigate also got an image crystal, but the specific authenticity of the matter has yet to be investigated. The investigators on Ishgar's side have continued to inquire about the news."
"And the news that has been sent back is that this His Majesty Lin Yan not only destroyed the Magic Council, but also destroyed a principality and subdued hundreds of giant dragons..."
"At the same time, the two ultimate weapons of the Magic Council seem to be in his hands."
As Invel spoke, he watched Zeref's expression.
It's not because of anything else, but it's a bit beyond the imagination of ordinary people to find out the news.
Even his chief of staff, when he saw the news for the first time, subconsciously guessed whether it was the guy under his command and returned with a false information.
Let's not talk about whether this question came from 400 years ago.
Just the deeds that Lin Yan spread in Ishgar was already unacceptable.
It is hard to imagine such a powerful existence in this world.
In front of him, the Magic Council's ultimate weapon was like a joke. Neither the magic wizard power nor the White Legacy Face had any effect on it.
Even his subordinates have absolute strength.
Compared with him, the entire Albarez Empire seems to be more than a little weaker.
At least they had no way to deal with the White Legacy Face, otherwise they would not have stopped their attack on Ishgar back then.
"Your Majesty... This is the collected image crystal, and inside it is that guy named Lin Yan, all the records since the destruction of the Magic Council... Please take a look..."
Before Invel finished speaking, the crystal ball in his hand disappeared instantly and appeared in Zeref's hand.
At this time, Invel discovered that Zeref, who can take it lightly no matter what it is on weekdays, is like a drowning person who has caught the straw of hope.
His face was full of hope and excitement, and even faintly red light began to flicker in his eyes.
Looking at the crystal ball with the image recorded in his hand, Zeref didn't listen to what Invel just said, because the words Lin Yan had already crushed everything in his heart!
For 400 years, for a full 400 years, since the curse of Anxel Raml, the god of life and death, the people around him have suffered and died because of themselves.
All these experiences made Zeref gradually close his heart.
Because of the curse of contradiction, he had to ignore life and trample life.
Over the years, Zeref has also thought more than once, if he had followed Lin Yan's warning and had not touched the power of life and death that only gods possess, would he not have ended up like this.
But the more I think about it, the more mysterious and unpredictable the image of Lin Yan in my heart, the taller! .