Dark Magus Returns-Chapter 975: At The Top of Rylon

Carl's life had come to an end, and all of the Rylon religion members had been defeated in the current church. Safa had pulled out the spear from his chest and looked at him on the ground, remembering his final words.

The situation in the room was finally cleared, as whatever the ritual was that was being done had come to an end.

"Whoa, what happened to you, Safa? How were you able to do all of that?" Simyon asked.

When he went to move forward, Anna quickly pulled him back to his side, stopping him with her hand.

"If a person goes through such a drastic change like that, they might no longer be the same person as before," Anna informed.

She had been through the same situation several times now. There were far too many examples and cases of this happening that they needed to be careful.

"You don't have to worry about that," Safa said as she placed the spear behind her back and wrapped it around with the cloth she usually would that was placed around her waist as well. She had done it in a smooth motion, and even Simyon watching this, it just didn't feel like Safa was the same.

"Don't worry," Safa said. "I got some information from one of the members, so if I explain, I think you might understand." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Safa went on to explain about what the Rylon religion member had claimed: how they were performing rituals of sorts-magic formations that would bring Divine beings from above down to people in Pagna.

After that, they would store the energy from the Divine being while it was weak, and then that energy would be passed on. She didn't mince her words, as she also explained about her brother's involvement.

How he had decided to willingly sacrifice his family for the sake of the goal of the religion. Maybe he wasn't a devoted member like many of those they had met today, but he had done it in turn for a life of luxury for just a month.

They could taste the pain in their mouths when Safa spoke. After explaining that, she went into the further details of what had actually happened-how a Divine being, rather than going into a body to survive, had decided to just sacrifice its life and pass on its energy to her. Right now, her Qi power was immense, like that of a top-tier middle-stage warrior. Then there was her magic, which was still shining strong with power, similar to what Carl was able to produce.

Lastly, there was also the fact that Stoney no longer existed, and now somehow, they had both melded and merged into her.

After finishing her explanation, the others didn't say much; they didn't know what to say to comfort her as they had never been in the situation before. Meanwhile, Anna had gone to Charlotte, making sure she was all better.

"I really thought I was a goner, I really did," Charlotte said, still having no energy in her body. She was down on her knees and wiping her tears away.

"It's okay," Anna said. "I'm just happy I found you, and I was able to complete Himmy's wish."

"Himmy's wish?" Charlotte looked up; hope was shining bright on her face.

"I'll explain to you when we get to a place that's somewhere more safe; just here isn't the right place."

While everyone was somewhat caring to Charlotte-including Safa, who decided to use some of her light magic-Liam instead had gone to the body on the ground and started scrounging until he eventually picked up the silver-colored orb and held it up in the air.

"This item caused us a lot of pain," Liam said. "And now in our hands it will be a lot better." Eventually, Charlotte had regained the energy to move again, and as she got up, they were slowly ready to leave the place, but there were some questions on the others' minds.

"So what should we do now?" Simyon asked. "You wanted to find out about your brother, and you found out some things, but it's hard to confirm them or not."

"Right," Safa said. "At the end of it, I still have good memories of my brother and I'm still alive today, so there had to be something. Still, I can't deny what happened. I thought about maybe going to the other churches, stopping what is happening right here, but I have a feeling there is something bigger going on.

"Charlotte, did you know what they were doing here?" Safa asked.

"Not really," Charlotte replied. "I understand some of the magic formations on the ground; it looks almost like a transfer of energy of sorts, but I have no idea where exactly or the process. I'm just not a high enough mage to understand this type of thing."

"I think we should find Raze as soon as possible and let him know what we found. I think he'll know the answer to this. The last he was seen was in the Demonic Faction at the Neverfall Clan base, so we'll just have to place a visit there."

In Alterian, inside one of the many warehouses across the planet, there was one with the words that read **Green Magic Pharma**. It was one of the biggest companies in all of Alterian, and they owned several warehouses in a number of places.

Inside was a factory of sorts, with large machinery churning out several items, and in one section in a hidden room, several small capsules of yellow to gold glowing energy were being pushed out in an assembly line one after the other.

There were rows of the vials that were being sent out, but in one row in particular, the vials had stopped; they were no longer being pushed out.

Inside the factory itself, there was a large office room located on the second floor of the warehouse. The operations manager quickly rushed up and then knocked on the door a few

times.

"Sir, there is a problem with another one of the assembly lines, it seems. It might not be a big issue as at times there is a timing issue between production," the man explained. "But with two so close together, I thought it might be something you would like to look into?" Looking inside the room, the operations manager was shocked to see the sight-a sight only few people had ever seen.

There was a special chair in the room, connected to it two large vats that pushed the same golden and yellow liquid into them. They were linked to the seat, which in turn had a needle attached to a certain individual's veins.

"Please, Gizin, let me know your order," the man said again, as he bowed his head down to one of the Grand Magus.