“Why Did You Piss Him Off? He’s the Evil God’s Lackey!”

Chapter 81: Old Mages Have Flexible Moral Standards

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Killing a calamity?

Cocotte didn't believe it.

Calamities were part of the world's elemental incarnations. Although Viktor's ability to defeat a Storm Dragon King was indeed shocking,

For him to say he had defeated a calamity...

The power gap between the Storm Dragon King and a calamity was simply too great.

But she didn't want to anger Viktor, so even though she didn't believe it in her heart, Cocotte still nodded.

After all, even she hadn't seen the true form of a calamity.

Even the fact that the Storm Dragon King was destroyed by a human mage for the first time was enough to shatter her worldview significantly.

As they talked, they walked. Soon, the surrounding storm gradually calmed, and a long-absent ray of light peeked out.

"We're here."

Cocotte, who had woken up at some point, suddenly said from behind Viktor.

Aurelianne also stood in place, looking at the scene before her.

The magical scene before her eyes made her feel slightly uncomfortable.

The surrounding walls were like living organisms, constantly rising and falling. Floating staircases between the ruins swayed slowly like tentacles.

The floating clouds were also slightly distorted, as if constantly reflecting the faces of creatures, and constantly transforming.

As those transforming clouds gradually dispersed, she finally saw the scenery called the Sky Land.

That pure white building with twenty-four constantly flapping noble wings, so white that the light shining upon it seemed to completely tear open the sky.

The building was divided into seven circular levels, with a three-headed statue standing high in the sky above. The upper half of the three-headed human statue was broken, converging and suspended in mid-air.

Under Cocotte's guidance, they arrived at the third circular level.

Pushing open the tilted door, a beam of pure white light extended from the sky.

There was only one familiar figure on the council - Haim Horn.

Like a fantasy in one's mind, his face was unclear.

A thousand faces, all different.

Only a pair of eyes left a deep impression.

"Welcome to the Mage Council, Lord Viktor."

Haim's voice was very kind, making one feel at ease.

"Please don't blame the Mage Council for the abrupt reception. The other council members are tied up with important matters. I hope you understand."

"They only appear at the annual Mage Council meeting."

Viktor nodded, naturally understanding this.

He had met all the old mages of the Mage Council and knew that their identities were generally not low.

In their high positions, they naturally had many things to do.

Haim and Cocotte were both managers of the Mage City, but the difference was that Cocotte was completely forced to live in Endymion unwillingly.

Although she was also a council member, she gave people the feeling of being more like a mascot.

The Mage Council had twelve members, each a powerful figure in their own right.

In terms of game levels, they were generally above level 48.

They were at the peak of fourth-tier mages, but few had touched the realm of the fifth tier.

Haim also noticed Aurelianne behind Viktor, gave her a slight bow, and said:

"Welcome, Your Highness."

Seeing Haim, Aurelianne hid behind Viktor a little. The mage before her eyes looked like a strange person to her.

She was a bit nervous. When she came in, she could feel how powerful the mage before her was.

However, this mage whose face she couldn't see clearly seemed to know her?

"Don't be surprised, Princess Aurelianne."

"A mage's wisdom knows all things in the world, and one of our council members, you might know."

Aurelianne was a bit confused, and the phantom mage didn't conceal it, saying:

"Rachel Azure, the dean of your empire's academy."

"But he's currently repairing the destroyed academy in the empire, so, well, you won't have the chance to see him here today."

Haim's gaze looked at the princess, keeping his amazement in his heart without showing it.

Mages were all cunning. The moment he saw Aurelianne, Haim knew that Viktor had handled everything well.

The Mage Council was indeed independent of any country, but that didn't mean they were stronger than any country.

Not to mention the empire's strong national power, no mage was willing to provoke that monster Aubrey Sol.

Of course, even without the princess, Haim was prepared to agree to Viktor's request.

Haim looked at Viktor again, feeling more and more pleased.

Viktor's powerful strength shown in the Magic Ravine made Haim realize that he was worth inviting at all costs by the Mage Council.

Considering that Viktor's position in the empire was not low, and he was even the private tutor of the imperial princess.

This identity was also quite intimidating.

Viktor had already met the council's requirements in every aspect, except for morality.

As for morality?

Oh, my God, mages have very free morals.

If a mage doesn't do bad things, then they're a good person.

"Skip the flattery, where are the things I want?"

While Haim was still pondering how to open his mouth, Viktor had already found the path for their transaction.

"Don't be impatient, my friend. What's yours is always yours."

Although Haim's expression couldn't be seen, one could hear the smile in his tone.

He just waved his hand, and two spatial rifts formed in mid-air, from which a robe and a staff fell respectively.

On the shaft of the black staff, many ancient runes were carved, with a jewel emitting a red glow embedded on top, very gorgeous and magical.

The robe's collar gradually descended with purple patterns, covering the seams. The body of the robe was simply a solid crimson black, looking very plain.

"These two items are custom-made by the most top-notch dwarven magic craftsmen, priceless."

"Of course, this is a gift I present to you on behalf of the Mage Council, Lord Viktor. It's free."

He chuckled, sliding his fingers, and the two pieces of equipment floated towards Viktor.

Viktor examined the two extraordinary pieces of equipment, their attributes displayed before him.

[Staff: Urulust]

[Effect: Spell Power +700, All Resistance +50, Magic Chanting Speed +40%]

[Skill: Copy - 30% chance to quickly copy and release the last spell without consuming mana when using magic. When equipped with 'Gaia' at the same time, the effect probability increases by 15%]

[Mage's Robe: Gaia]

[Effect: HP +5000, All Resistance +50, Spell Power increases by 30%]

[Skill: Veil - Generates a magic shield that blocks one enemy attack every 360 seconds. During the shield's shattering period, receiving enemy attacks won't reset the timer. After the shield shatters, it causes a one-second stun within a 5000-yard range.]

The attributes of the equipment satisfied Viktor very much.

Undoubtedly, they were equipment he could use at his current stage.

The conversation wasn't over, Haim continued:

"Lord Viktor, traversing the Magic Ravine has proven your strength. You deserve the status of a council member."

He waved his finger, and a circular emblem flew towards Viktor.

On the silver-white disc were carved three half-broken human heads.

Viktor took the emblem, and a thread seemed to connect him to Endymion.

Council member status, a novel experience.

After all, no player had ever mixed into the position of a council member before.

The council members of the Mage City would always receive help and support from the council. This status was very prestigious for council members in any country.

"This council member status was collectively discussed by us. In the future, Cocotte will no longer be a council member of the Mage Council."

There could only be twelve council members. With Viktor joining, naturally, someone had to leave.

And this person, of course, could only be the mascot Cocotte.

Cocotte just pouted and said:

"I have no objections, as long as I can sleep."

Vega narrowed its eyes and complained to Viktor in its mind.

"Are your mages' morals always this flexible?"

This Haim, when discussing conditions with Viktor in the letter before, was still full of gunpowder smell.

But now he's smiling like an old chrysanthemum, just short of writing sycophancy on his face.

But Vega also understood these mages.

Viktor was powerful unlike a normal fourth-tier mage, and this power was beyond even its understanding.

Before meeting Viktor, no one could understand why a mage could possess such terrifying offensive power.

Wasn't a mage supposed to be an elegant profession?

A calm, strategizing, mysteriously chanting noble incantations, this was the image of a mage in Vega's mind.

Viktor? He only fit the strategizing and calm parts.

The magic he played with, each more violent than the last!

After doing all this, Haim planned to leave early.

"Lord Viktor, since you have joined the council and the matter is settled, I must take my leave now."

"If you have any questions, you can ask the former council member Cocotte."

"Have fun, Lord Viktor."

"Mr. Haim."

As Haim was about to leave, Viktor called out to him.

He was a bit puzzled, turned his head, and only a pair of eyes looked at Viktor.

"Lord Viktor, is there anything else?"

"Haven't you forgotten something?"

Viktor stood with his hands in his pockets, calmly looking at the other.

"Halgal, the energy source of Endymion."

Council members of the Mage Council had the qualification to go to Halgal, where the natural energy was incredibly rich.

Any mage who could practice in Halgal for a while would see effective growth in their magical power.

Seeing Viktor state his intention, Haim fell silent.

In fact, he had been deliberately avoiding this topic.

Due to a prophecy, the survival of Halgal had made the council members panic.

So everyone was avoiding discussing this matter.

But before he could think of a reason to avoid this, Viktor's voice had already sounded.

"Don't forget why you sought me out."

"Asking for help requires sincerity, Mr. Haim."

After hearing this, Haim shook his head and sighed.

Since it couldn't be avoided, he might as well go with the flow.

"Alright, Mr. Viktor, please follow me."

At this time, Aurelianne was still in a daze. Many of the things her teacher and this profound mage were talking about, she couldn't understand.

What was a council member? What was Halgal?

She didn't know much about Endymion, but the clever girl knew what to say at what time.

So she didn't ask.

Haim turned to look at Aurelianne and said:

"Your Highness, you must wait in the council for a while."

"After all, only council members can enter Halgal."

Aurelianne looked at Viktor, saw her teacher nod to her, and nodded, agreeing:

"I understand."

Cocotte yawned and pointed at herself.

"Hey, what about me? Can I go too?"

"Of course, as a former council member, you still have the right to enter Halgal."

Haim Horn held the emblem on his chest in his hand and extended a finger to draw in the air.

Twisted branches gradually extended from the void, sprouting several leaves, and a deep passage appeared before Viktor.

There seemed to be eyes on those tender buds of leaves, staring at Viktor, blinking.

"This is the passage to enter Halgal."

"Mr. Viktor, let's go."

"Cocotte, you come along too."

Under Haim's lead, Viktor gradually walked into the lush, dark path, with Cocotte walking last.

The small path wound and spiraled down towards the underground.

Stepping on the transparent passage, except for the few plants at the beginning, the rest was all darkness and void.

This was an alternate space.

Soon, the group arrived at the end of the passage.

As if passing through a transparent wall, what entered Viktor's eyes was a huge, luminous green magical giant tree.

The complex root system extended deep into the void. Viktor looked at the bottom of the void, exactly the same as in the game, completely unable to see the source of Halgal.

The giant tree before him seemed to be cut in half, with the upper and lower sections of the tree separated.

In the uneven gap of the trunk, magical substances like bark debris floated around a ball of light.

That green ball of light constantly surged, continuously transmitting energy to the giant tree.

The upper half branched out into lush branches and leaves slowly extending into the dome, but Viktor could see seven layers of white halos surrounding the tree crown.

Each white halo represented a level of Endymion's buildings.

"Mr. Viktor, we've arrived."

"This is the bottom of Endymion, Halgal."