Malevolent Warlock: Sin Of Eternity

Chapter 168 - 5 Great Giants of Finor

(Jackpot!!)

Leon beamed with excitement.

The first scroll he picked up in the third floor contained information that Leon couldnt find anywhere else in this region.

Unique herbs only seen in myths and legends. Their true properties and the conditions needed for their growth.

This information was absolutely precious and would normally be kept as clan secrets in the outside world. This library was definitely something Else.

"BloodMisty lilly" Leon Read out loud.

This was a special herb with the ability to refine the blood of warlocks and beasts making them several times more powerful. in terms of usage this was a gem for warlocks.

However, it was close to impossible to find. It needed three things, a misty environment, a bulk load of fresh blood and a special water called Ying water.

Not alot of people knew of this herb because of how few the instances of it growing freely in nature was. But for some reason, this library not only knew about it. But gave clear and detailed steps to build and artificial garden for it.

"This will be very useful" Leon smirked and memorised the instructions on the scroll.

A while later, Leon stood up and started walking around the library again. This time paying closer attention to his surroundings. There were alot of scrolls and books here each holding alot of precious information.

But

He couldn’t access them all, because of the 3 books a day limit set by the mysterious man. In fact Leon had tried to use the system to access the information in the scrolls without opening them but it just reported that they were blank pages.

Whatever was with this level was not something Leon could just bypass.

"Hmmm this....is?" Leon picked up a scroll and frowned, it read.

The seven beyond the wall.

Leon didn’t know what to make of such a title, but for some reason he felt drawn to it immediately he set his eyes on it.

—wooop

Opening the scroll Leon saw 5 names boldly written on the scroll with no descriptions or Expainations.

These names were.

Elemental school

Temple of God

Human sect

Dragongod clan

And

The Library of All knowledge.

Just these words sent chills through Leon’s very spine and instinctively he knew....that this was what he was looking for.

Powers that had stood the test of time, ones that have survived the winds that blew and toppled the powers of this world.

If anyone had the secrets to staying alive forever, it would be them or at least they would be able to point him in the right direction.

Togather they were called.

The 5 Great Giants of finor.

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Outside of the dukedoms main city.

Two massive Armies could be seen facing the city from opposite sides. They had essentially surrounded the dukedoms main city.

"Your highness, we are ready to go"

But Instead of panic from the royals there was an air of confidence in the Dukes side at the top of the wall.

"Good" the Duke smiled with an evil light in his eyes. His good for nothing sons had decided to attack and unseat him from his throne.

So they aligned themselves with his enemies to attack him. There was no worse form of betrayal.

He would teach them a lesson.

"Active the Dragon berserker brigade" the Duke spoke slowly, but his world brought a shine to the eyes of everyone around him.

—creek

The doors to the main gate slowly swung open and before their very eyes, men in a red scaled amour with helmets that covered all but their eyes rushed out of the city and formed platoons of 40 men on one side of city.

They were fierce and gave off an energy of brutality and ruthlessness.

But that wasn’t all. For some reason, the eyes of each and every man in this brigade looked head and devoid of life.

Maybe it was the training they haf gone through.....or maybe it was something else. But even to their opponents it was clear that these guys were not normal

"Activate the Iron Giant tankers" the Duke announced and from the back gaints, men with similar characteristics dashed out from the back gates.

But there was one glaring difference between these guys and the dragon berserker brigade.

Their suit of amour was mostly silver and they prioritised shields over great swords like the dragon brigades.

These two were specialised Armies honed by a thousand battles. The elites of the elites.

"Let’s begin" taking a seat at the top of the city walls, the Duke smirked and awaited his sons moves.

.......

"I count 5 thousand fighters at the front and 3 thousand at the back. This is strange" on the side of one of the Armies besieging the city. A fairly old tactician commented while looking at the battlefield in front.

Just this amount couldn’t face off against them right? They had one just their side 15 thousand men who had seen battle.

Was this some sort of joke.

No, it’s not strange at all. This is how the old bastard operates.....he makes you feel like you have the advantage then sneak attacks you." Right beside the man, a man in his mid 30s stood with a sword scar right across his face.

He looked bitter and angry. Why wouldn’t he be? He was currently attacking his own homeland with foreigners, all because his good for nothing father choose a pair of open legs over them.

It was enough to drive anyone mad.

This guy was of course one of the sons of the Duke of Eylis. Tiawin Eylis.

"Give me the full report" Tiawin said while staring at his army.

"Of the 15,000, 4 thousand are heavily injured and won’t be able to serve at optimal levels. 3 thousand are ill equipped and the rest are tired from the previous campaign.....as for....." the old tactician broke down the entire situation down for Taiwin.

He was the tactician of the Halmdin Marquee West of here and the person sent here to make sure that this battle went well. But he couldn’t help but sigh at his own report.

They had been beaten down quite seriously and he couldn’t help but feel annoyed.

Time and time again he had warn this guy to not go full out like a manic fighting like their lives depended on it.

But time and time again, Taiwin just through his advice to the back of his mind as if it was nothing.

This was the result, a beaten down army.

"So we are ready to go" Taiwin nodded as if he didn’t understand that this was a bad idea.

Even though his army was weakened he still wanted to take down his father as fast as possible. He was being irrational, it was no wonder why the Duke didn’t see them fit to rule.

(Sometimes I just wish I was on the other side)

With a sigh, the tactician thought. Taiwins brother Favian was much more careful and efficient. His army was probably still fully healthy hence the Duke sending his defence forces over there..

He was planning to crush Taiwin while his iron giant brigade hold down Favian’s army . Then he would make a full swing and take out Darren.

It was a plan that even the tactician couldn’t help but admire.

(At least we still have them)

Turning to the back, the tactician heaved a sigh of relief. This battle was more than it seemed and he knew it.

When taiwin came to ask for their help, the marquee of the halmdin marqueedom had chased him away with a massive wooden stick, threatening to beat him to a pulp, or at least that was what he heard....the marquee hated Duke Eylis, but he wouldn’t attack him on a whim, after all he was much more powerful than him.

but it all changed because the next day after chasing away Taiwin the marquee was visited by a mysterious person whom had "convinced" him to lend the boy his army.

It was strange that someone could make the marquee risk his peace of mind, but Apparently, the same thing had happened on the side of Favian’s too.

This war had been dictated by someone more powerful than the two sons apparently.

"You can say that.....but I advice we rest for..." gritting his teeth the tactician tried to stall, but Taiwin wasn’t having it.

"Good!!! Let’s begin" Taiwin nodded and gave the command.

The battle was about ti begin.

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"Sigh, so there’s nothing to do until tomorrow" Leon closed a scroll in his hand and sighed.

He had used up his three chances to read the scrolls in the third level. He had to wait till Tomorrow before getting another chance.

"Hmmm there’s still the fourth level though" Leon thought in his mind while looking downwards.

The library had several levels, but no one really knew the end. One could only go down and hope for the best.

"Hehe, I’ve been here for a long time kid, I’ve not seen a single person make it to the fourth level" all of a sudden a voice sounded right next to Leon forcing him to look up.

There a woman with a hunchback stood looking down at him with eyes filled with pity.