NOVPUBChapter 467 -467: I’m Here to Pick Up a Parcel
“Hahaha, let’s see if your lousy lake can stop me this time!” A few minutes later, Fang Jueyu was once again inside the ruins of the level-three magic civilization.
“Blowing Fire Palm!”
“Splash!” Rolling yellow sand poured into the lake, and the water level began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Gradually, it overflowed the riverbed, flowing out in all directions. It’s likely that the person who set the magic would never have dreamed that someone could use such a “physical” method to break the prohibition.
Soon, the lake was filled with yellow sand. Fang Jueyu strolled across the sand-constructed platform, walking steadily towards the castle.
Just as Xiao Yi had said, a certain kind of magic was evidently cast in the sky here. He could feel the air becoming extremely dense, almost like a liquid.
If anyone tried to fly inside, it would be like diving into the sea, making it nearly impossible to move forward. The spellcasters clearly racked their brains to protect this castle.
However, it was no use, causing Fang Jueyu only a bit of trouble.
After crossing the lake, Fang Jueyu finally arrived in front of the castle. This castle was unmistakably European in style. Whether the person who inherited the ruins came from some European country was unknown.
A strong classic European atmosphere hit him, as if he had truly stepped into Rowling’s magical world.
The doorway of the building was at least ten meters high, seemingly made of some heavy metal, giving a sense of ancient and solemn gravity.
“Hey, is anyone there? I’m here to pick up a package!” Fang Jueyu shouted at the door.
But there seemed to be no sentry, estimating that the castle’s owner was very confident in these security measures.
“Damn, are you forcing me to use violence to get in?” Fang Jueyu pushed the door, but it didn’t budge. Given Fang Jueyu’s strength, it wouldn’t be challenging to push open an iron door, let alone open one on a massive scale. But this door was no ordinary one.
“Clang!” Fang Jueyu drew out the ancient sword left by his ancestors. Even as a high-level Hidden Elementer now, he was still not used to its weight.
“Great Sun Thunder Body!” His muscles and bones sang a symphony, as endless power surged through him. “Sorry, if I break the door, I’ll compensate you with a pure gold one!”
He lifted the ancient sword high and slammed it into the iron door.
“Boom!” A dull thud, a visible ripple spread from the point of impact. Fang Jueyu instantly felt a force two or three times stronger than his own rebound back.
To prevent injury, he immediately let go. The ancient sword was hurled hundreds of meters away.
“So solid?” Fang Jueyu’s hands tingled with numbness.
“I can’t fail; can a mere door stop me?” Fang Jueyu’s Earth Origin Power surged into the sky. This was the most powerful martial art Fang Jueyu had learned so far.
“Great Wilderness Prison Sky Finger!”
“Boom!” Another incredibly dull sound echoed. Fang Jueyu’s current strength made this move close to an average basic-level Source Energy User’s casual attack. Clearly, the Caster who set the prohibition magic on the door was at most at a Magister’s level, unable to easily dissipate his attack.
“Boom!” With a fierce explosion, Fang Jueyu was blown back dozens of meters by a burst of air, and his chest felt a vague, throbbing pain. Unexpectedly, the door not only blocked his external attack but also rebounded it multiple times back. If not for Fang Jueyu’s accomplished Great Sun Thunder Body, he definitely wouldn’t have escaped with just a minor injury.
“What a sturdy door.” He observed it carefully. The front was full of mysterious runes. Fang Jueyu recognized them as prohibition magic; his attack bounced back likely because of them.
…
This was a castle that had existed for over a thousand years.
More than a thousand years ago, an explorer from Europe first found the entrance to this magic civilization, accidentally entering this world. His name was Flaril.
Humans of that era lacked open-minded thinking and capacity for understanding. Flaril’s first feeling was thick fear because he couldn’t find a way out and was lost in a completely unfamiliar world.
He wandered around the ruins like a headless fly for days until his food supply was almost exhausted. He finally found something that looked like a ship.
This ship was several thousand meters long, already in ruins, with no mast, no sail, not even oars. There was a gemstone at the bottom bigger than his head.
He meant to take the gemstone and continue finding an exit, but unexpectedly, the gemstone wasn’t just the power source of this magical ship; it also served as an intelligent system storing part of this civilization’s knowledge!
Although the creatures on the ship were long dead, there were still plenty of supplies. Flaril relied on them to survive there and even became the second presence, after the Fang Family, to encounter cosmic civilization.
Within a few years, he became an outstanding Magister and established a magic school called Saint El in that place.
To this day, the mages who have come from here have spread worldwide. However, they were very low-profile and retained some lifestyle habits of the magic civilization, making their existence undiscovered by anyone, even Xiao Yi!
Today, the entire Saint El Magic School had over two thousand students, more than a hundred teachers, and its power was in no way inferior to any supernatural organizations in the world, but their goal was merely preservation of heritage, so they never got involved in any disputes.
“Alright, students, this is the origin of our Saint El Magic School. You have been chosen by the principal for your extraordinary magical talent. I hope you will study hard in magic to…”
“Boom!” The Human Magic History class at Saint El Magic School was ongoing when suddenly a loud noise sounded from the direction of the school gate, and the classrooms closest to it noticeably felt an intense vibration.
The young mages in robes stood up in panic from their seats.
“Everyone, calm down, don’t panic. The teacher will go take a look!”
…
“Whoosh!” With sounds of spatial disturbance, several robed figures appeared on the city wall behind the prohibition gate.
“Wow, there really are mages?” Though a little different from their cinematic counterparts, they did exhibit that European classical aristocratic attire style. “Is this some cosplay event?”
“Host, these people have strong magic power fluctuations. They’re at least true Magic Apprentice-level mages!”
“How did an outsider enter Saint El?” Several teachers exchanged glances. In over a thousand years, this was the first person to break into the school.
“The defense prohibition on the school gate was triggered. This person has strong energy presence, unlikely to be ordinary. Let’s ask about his origins first.”
“Who are you?” an older mage questioned.
“My package ended up here. I’m here to retrieve it. Give it back, and I’ll leave immediately!”
