Sovereign of the Ashes

Chapter 1824: The Light of Wisdom’s Blessing

Just as Hudson finished reporting to Bev, the Fifth Pharaoh issued a ruthless command to attack.

For lower-ranking beings, an overlord-level melee was the deadliest place they could be.

At the heart of the main base where Bev and her group were positioned, large numbers of mid and lower-tier Magus Civilization combat legions, along with command personnel, had gathered.

Although these lesser beings could not fully perceive the true form of this immensely powerful Amenkha Empire overlord, they still fired without any hesitation.

The same went for the space fortresses and the Rank Four to Rank Six beings stationed in and around the base.

When the nest was destroyed, not a single egg could survive.

The Magus Civilization would never kneel or beg for mercy.

So what if the enemy was an overlord?

Surely, a horde of law-wielding creatures could still tear a scale from it!

In history, there had even been cases where hundreds of Rank Five and Rank Six beings banded together to kill an overlord in a mob attack.

Yet such events were extraordinarily rare, and the Rank Six participants had to meet extremely strict strength requirements to make it possible.

As the Amenkha Empire’s assassination squad struck, Bev and her group countered immediately.

As a lumimancer, Bev posed the greatest threat to the Amenkha Empire among all the Magus Civilization overlords present, and she was the target they most desperately wanted to eliminate!

Bev had one decisive advantage—she had abundant gear and plenty of allies!

The silver ring on her finger flared first, exploding into blinding light.

Empowered by the surplus of lumen elemental energy, Bev’s elemental body was amplified to its absolute limit.

From a distance, she resembled a Luminarian standing tall at the very center of the Magus Civilization’s fortress base.

If the Magus Civilization had developed a faith-based system, Bev’s display would likely have cemented her as an object of intense worship among the countless low-level beings both inside and outside the fortress.

Ever since the ambush that had taken down the Amenkha Empire’s Eighth Pharaoh, Bev had sensed she was close to reaching the next realm.

Yet she had never found the time to fully explore the insights and gains she had gleaned about the power of laws. The constant chaos of the civilizational battlefield had consumed too much of her energy.

Could it be that this time, she intended to grasp the transformative methods of higher-level laws right in the middle of battle?

In addition to the empowering force of the silver ring, the Radiant Necklace around her neck now shone with dazzling golden light, bathing the surrounding area.

Within this golden radiance, twelve lifelike angels appeared.

They converged and fused into a twelve-winged Archangel, wielding the Divine Radiant Sword and radiating overlord-level power fluctuations!

This was the radiant power that the Amenkha Empire despised the most!

The sheer presence of Bev alone was enough to multiply the loathing felt by the Amenkha Empire’s powerhouses many times over in that moment!

With a wave of her magic staff, a vast number of lumen elemental array diagrams appeared around Bev.

These overlord-level lumen elemental spells were not just meant to strike the formidable enemies before her. They also strengthened her own allies.

Clair, Hudson, and the Ice Phoenix were all imbued with a substantial surge of lumen elemental energy.

Even the countless lower-tier Magus Civilization combat units in and around the command base, including those stationed on the space fortresses, were now enveloped in a radiant layer of light!

To achieve this single-handedly, Bev had clearly reached the pinnacle among the Magus Civilization’s Rank Seven mages.

Moreover, she did not seem to be a battle mage but a support-oriented one.

Among the Magus Civilization’s many magical disciplines, lumen elemental magic had achieved its greatest accomplishments in the field of support.

Still, that was not the full extent of Bev’s power.

The moment she finished casting the spell, the unassuming orb of light beside her suddenly unleashed the same law and elemental energies as Bev herself.

From that moment on, every spell Bev cast—whether offensive or supportive—was instantly doubled.

This was the true power of the Light of Wisdom!

Dense lumen elemental energy shattered the darkness, restoring light to the star domain itself.

Countless lower-tier Magus Civilization legions felt their confidence surge at that very moment!

The real strength of the Light of Wisdom lay in its ability to double the combat effectiveness of mages of any rank and any type.

To give a rough analogy... if Bev’s peak Rank Seven combat power were quantified as 99,998 points, then the Light of Wisdom would effectively double it to 199,996 points.

This effectively pushed her combat power into Rank Eight, since anything above 100,000 points qualified as Rank Eight!

Then again, the Magus Civilization never attempted to measure combat power precisely, since such figures are fundamentally unreliable.

Still, the doubling effect granted by the Light of Wisdom was undeniable.

Naturally, the stronger the wielder, the more dramatic the effect; for weaker users, the difference was less apparent.

After all, doubling ten thousand was very different from doubling one hundred thousand!

With the Light of Wisdom, Bev’s current strength exceeded that of a newly ascended Rank Eight being.

The sudden surge of law and elemental pressure she unleashed made the Fifth Pharaoh momentarily doubt her own assessment of Bev’s power.

However, when the Fifth Pharaoh turned her gaze back to Bev, a gleeful laugh escaped her.

“Ah, I knew it had to be a civilizational treasure of your Magus Civilization—and it’s actually in the hands of a little girl like you!”

“What’s this? Does your civilization have no other Rank Eight beings that they need a Rank Seven to guard such a sacred artifact?” she mocked.

Her eyes, hidden beneath her bandages, betrayed unmistakable greed. “Looks like it’s going to be mine soon!”

For Rank Eight beings, a civilizational treasure was normally out of reach.

These artifacts inherently carried the unbalanced, irrational qualities of Rank Nine beings.

In the past, the Amenkha Empire’s civilizational treasures had always been kept in the hands of the top three Pharaohs.

It was surprising to see a civilizational treasure of the Magus Civilization in the hands of a Rank Seven mage, but considering this girl was the leader of her civilization, it made sense.

Bev snorted. “Back then, Raistan, your Fourth Pharaoh, also coveted our civilizational treasure—and she paid for it with her life. Not even your First Pharaoh could save her.”

“Are you planning to repeat that mistake today?” she asked.

“Well, times have changed. Can you still count on a Rank Nine being to save you today?” the Fifth Pharaoh retorted.

“No, but I’ll have no problem holding out until the other Magus Civilization overlords. After all, this is our home turf,” Bev replied confidently.

“And what about you? Do you really think you can rely on the Gallant Federation?” She ran her fingers through her platinum blonde hair, tilting her head slightly with a smug smile.

The Fifth Pharaoh’s patience snapped.

“ATTACK!” she shrieked.

The first to charge at Bev and her allies were the two ferocious overlord-level monsters, each tens of thousands of meters tall—and that was not even their full size.

The two Rank Seven Pharaohs had also expanded their law domains, controlling the death and dark fire laws respectively.

The other Rank Eight figure clad in black armor was a general in the Amenkha Empire’s official ranks.

He was destined for the Pharaohs’ Temple, but his loyalty lay more with imperial power than divine authority.

The current Amenkha Emperor had personally recommended him for this assassination mission, making his ambition to prove himself during his reign abundantly clear.

Above the Magus Civilization’s base, the image of a massive black halberd, formed from law power, materialized.

In terms of sheer pressure on the Magus Civilization’s powerhouses, this black-armored powerhouse far surpassed the other four Rank Seven overlords.

Yet Bev and her allies knew their greatest threat was still the Fifth Pharaoh.

After glimpsing the civilizational treasure, she had already begun to show faint signs of breaking her self-imposed seal...