The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 201 The End of the Ritual
At this point, for reasons unknown, the Golem Legion, after successfully taking control of all the ritual members, failed to rescue Seymour, who was bound to the iron bed.

Lacques did not doubt this.

He believed this was because the golems lacked intelligence and did not know:
The ritual can only truly end when Seymour, the object of the ritual, is rescued.

Therefore, the ceremony has not truly been interrupted yet!

Laclais leaped forward and pounced on the iron bed binding Seymour. To the moon elf's astonishment, he raised his arms and recited the last two lines of the incantation.

Above Seymour, the illusory web of fate twists and spins, as if representing a complete turn in the river of destiny.

"Hahaha."

Lacques roared to the sky.

"The ceremony is complete!"

"Humans have never learned magic since ancient times."

Airships, golems, the radiance emanating from the humans in the air, the floating city high in the eastern sky of Eldoron, the magically transformed cities of Eldoron...

All of this suddenly became blurry.

Then, it became clear again in the next second.

puff.

Laclais coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Crimson blood flowed from his eyes, nose, and ears.

Puff puff.

Around them, the legendary Sun Elf spellcasters who had participated in the ritual were also suffering backlash from their connection to the ritual, bleeding from all seven orifices, and falling unconscious.

"The ritual failed?"

As the officiant of the ceremony, the Sun Elf King Larklas suffered the most severe backlash. His soul was severely damaged, his consciousness was completely blurred, and he could faint at any moment.

Relying on the special abilities of a chosen one and the terrifying mental strength of a mid-level legendary priest, Larklas barely maintained his last shred of consciousness and asked his final question in a weak voice:

"why?"

Why is Eldoron's fate so indestructible that even a high-elf magic ritual that mobilized a fraction of the power of the divine kingdom of Avandor could not shake it in the slightest?

……

Eldoron, the land of mankind.

Inside the palace, Elian saw the scene before him blur for a moment, then become clear again in the next second, and he already knew what had happened.

"As predicted, Larklais completed the final steps of the ritual and suffered a backlash."

"With this level of soul damage, one would be in a coma for many years, and there's no guarantee they'd wake up..."

From the very beginning, Elian, who had discussed everything with Ain, knew this would be the outcome.

As Eldoron's influence and power grow, its fate becomes increasingly precarious. Even without any external intervention, the success rate of this ritual would not exceed 50%.

Even the gods failed to notice that Eldoron's illusory web of fate was already connected to two hidden entities of extremely high status:
1. The journey through all planes of the universe, amplified by the lingering will of the God of Time and Magic.

2. The Outer Gods who are above the gods.

Elian stepped out of the palace and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, his clothes fluttering in the cool evening breeze.

Now, the King of the Sun Elves has been eliminated.

So, in tonight's farce, Eldoron's enemy is down to just one.

Terani, the Sun Prince of Avandor!
……

The numerous human spellcasters, gazing into the dark night sky at the divine hand that seemed to penetrate almost into the real world, felt a tremor that ran through their very souls. They were filled with fear, but even more so with a united determination.

"Are we about to face the true form of a god?"

Guter resolutely looked up at the night sky, and in his hands, colorful lights were gathering.

They have successfully killed the incarnation of the god, and now, are they finally going to face the god himself?
The enormous hand, as dazzling as the sun, slowly stretched downwards, as if trying to break through some invisible barrier.

The sky cracked and the earth collapsed.

The earth shook violently, and many magnificent palaces collapsed in the earthquake. Even the distant mountains were swaying.

A god of moderate divine power is about to send a part of his body into the real world!
……

The Elven Kingdom of Avando.

Prince Terrani of the Sun stretches his right hand toward the void, gradually becoming ethereal, as if crossing an invisible barrier to reach another dimension.

"These lowly races who challenge the majesty of the gods, you are doomed!"

I will destroy you all!

Prince Riyao's face grew increasingly ferocious.

Just then, a hand landed on his right shoulder.

"That's enough, Terrani."

"You've committed way too many fouls tonight."

Terrani turned her head and saw a man with a handsome face, silver hair, and wearing a single eye patch.

—Rabelas, Lord of Continuity and Unity, God of Longevity of the Elves!
Not long ago, this deity became a friend of Ain.

"Rabelas, you...you leave me alone!"

Prince Riyao snorted angrily, but he was clearly lacking in confidence.

First, he sent down a divine avatar to wage war against mortals, and now he even wants to intervene in his true form. He has clearly violated the agreement made by the gods and is excessively interfering in the affairs of mortals.

But since only Rabelas noticed, it's okay; we can always apologize later...

Although "Prince of the Sun" Telani and "Lord of Continuity and Unity" Rabelas are both of medium divine power and both possess a powerful divine office ([War] and [Time]), their strengths are similar.

However, Prince Sunrise is also the eldest son of King Avandor, and his status among the gods of Sidreen is even higher!
Seeing that the Sun Prince was still determined to go his own way, his right hand, radiating a dazzling light like the sun, still outstretched, Rabelas sighed softly:

"Terani, you have no idea which gods witnessed everything that just happened..."

what?
Prince Riyao raised an eyebrow, his heart suddenly tightening.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a solemn voice behind him, as if pronouncing a verdict:

"That's enough. Stop."

This is the voice of my father, King Corylon.

The prince of Sidrian suddenly turned his head and saw several gods staring at him from the banquet behind him.

“Brother, I don’t think it’s right to destroy an innocent civilization because of a prophecy that is likely a misunderstanding,” Elise, Terrani’s sister, advised.

"Terani, your sudden divine intervention has embarrassed my lovely moon elves. Even the queen of the moon elves was scolded by you," said Shahani Moonbow, the goddess of the moon elves, with a smile.

"As you know, I have always maintained that the gods of Sidrian should interfere less in the affairs of mortal elves, allowing history to unfold naturally," declared Corellon, the chief god of the elves and king of Avandor, in a majestic voice.

"Terrani, you've completely lost your composure today!"

(End of this chapter)