Elite Mages' Academy

Chapter 705: Aftereffects Of Myth

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Xiao Lin and Song Junlang followed the path to a nearby forest. As it approached the evening, there started to be more and more people on the path. All of them were fully armored, and the ones heading to Weier Union all obviously looked like people from Earth. They were all Dawn Academy’s troops, and the ones heading out were all Weier natives.

Song Junlang told Xiao Lin that, because the Royal British Academy and Judge Academy did not react immediately, everyone in Weier Union was very pessimistic about the war, so a large number of commoners were escaping, and even the merchants wanted to run. However, even with the wealth they had, Dawn Academy quickly sealed off the borders, and strictly prohibited merchants from escaping.

“The dean’s intentions are obvious. This war had two goals. First, they want to drag the British and the Americans down, and if they fail to do that, then they intend to take over the businesses within the Weier Union in order to bolster the finances of our academy.”

“With a better economic state, it will be easier for us to prepare for war.” Xiao Lin sighed. After Song Junlang’s explanations, it was easy to see that, no matter if it was the New World or Earth, war was fought with the might and money of a country. War meant using various equipment and large amounts of magical tools. They all used up large amounts of money.

Dawn Academy’s financial power was considered average among the academies. Back then, the war against the orcs had consumed too much of Dawn Academy’s resources, and allowed a lot of other academies to catch up to them. After Dawn Academy managed to recover, the territories that they should have gone after had already been snatched away by others.

Song Junlang nodded helplessly. “So, the British and the Americans are quite passive now, not knowing whether to fight or not. I can’t help but admit that, even though our new dean is quite heavy-handed, he’s quite an effective leader. If it was the early stages of colonization, having a dean like that might not have been a bad thing for Dawn Academy.”

Xiao Lin looked at Song Junlang with some suspicion. Was that guy not part of the old dean’s inner circle?

Song Junlang shrugged. “I’m not defending him. I’ve never participated in the academy’s politics. I’m only telling the truth. It’s a pity that the new dean is in the wrong era. If he continues doing what he’s doing, it will cause the New World and the academies to weaken, and when that time comes…”

Song Junlang suddenly stopped speaking, causing Xiao Lin to clench his teeth. He could not help but say, “What would happen then?”

Song Junlang no longer wanted to continue, shaking his head as he said, “I don’t know; it’s all just the old dean’s speculation. Now that the old dean is gone, there’s probably no one left who knows the whole truth, and we’ll only be able to know more after gathering all the Shards of Creation.”

The two of them moved toward the Weier Union, and their journey was quite smooth. Xiao Lin changed into the native clothes that Song Junlang had brought along. The Weier Union’s attire was not that much different from Earth’s, so no one noticed anything odd during their journey.

Xiao Lin’s body recovered very quickly, causing Song Junlang to be very intrigued. With how the guy’s eyes sparkled, Xiao Lin was worried that he would be experimented on while he was asleep.

However, Xiao Lin quickly suffered a new blow. His power seemed to be completely gone! In truth, he had felt it when he woke up, but he had just left the river of time, and was still incredibly weak after his brush with death, so he did not dwell on the matter too much, thinking that he would quickly recover. However, with his body slowly recovering, that weakening feeling became more and more pronounced. He finally understood that that was how it felt to lose his power.

“Is it a side effect of your potion?” Xiao Lin stared at Song Junlang.

“Powerless people will never feel this sense of weakness, but if someone powerful loses their original power, they will feel that they’re weaker than a normal person,” Song Junlang said with a sense of self-mocking.

Xiao Lin paused for a moment, remembering that Song Junlang was once a Gold-ranked warrior or maybe even higher. His fall to his current situation was also a result of him losing his power.

Song Junlang did not look back as he continued with a calm tone, “Didn’t I already explain the reason to you very clearly? Such an immense power like your Myth ability means sacrifice. I warned you before, but you still ended up using it.”

Xiao Lin was stunned again. Of course he remembered Song Junlang’s warning. After the first time he used Myth, even though he managed to gain back the lifespan that he lost with Song Junlang’s mystical potion, the guy had sternly warned him that using Myth again would lead to irreparable consequences.

“You’re actually quite lucky. Based on my speculations, if you used Myth, your best results would still have been complete death. Remember, it’s complete death; not even your soul would remain. However, you actually managed to live. God knows why, but losing your power is already the best result you can get.”

“Are they lost forever?”

“I don’t know.”

“Is there a way for me to start over?”

“I don’t know.”

“Is there really no way this time? I don’t mind regardless of how disgusting or how bad the side effects of the potion are!”

“I don’t know.”

This time, Song Junlang could no longer give a clear answer. It had exceeded the scope of his research, and Xiao Lin naturally understood that. In truth, he had not planned on surviving after using Myth, so being alive was already incredibly fortunate to him. However, without his strength, even if he really returned, he was no different from a cripple.

“I’ve already looked into it while you were unconscious. You should be around Black-Iron rank in strength right now, but all the powers you had have probably all disappeared. As for your talent, I’m not sure about that,” Song Junlang continued.

Xiao Lin asked, “Didn’t you say I lost all my powers? How did I manage to stay at Black Iron rank? Surely that’s not what a regular person from Earth should have.” As for his talent, he had no way of checking at that moment.

Song Junlang raised his hands up and said, “That’s hard to explain, but I’m guessing that it has something to do with the power of law. Black Iron-rank is the barest minimum in this world, and you absorbed a portion of the law back then, so it might have caused you to seep into this world’s laws, allowing you to maintain the lowest level of power allowed in this world.

“Basically, nothing is certain, because there are absolutely no prior examples to refer to. You might be able to rely on the power of law, including the Shards of Creation, but don’t hold out too much hope. After all, the more hope you have, the greater the disappointment.”

Xiao Lin’s head swam as he listened, but no matter what, it was better than having no hope at all.. As for the Shards of Creation that he did not care much about before, he finally started to place a lot of importance on them.