Although Bayu hoped for a miracle, it was evident that the divine would not always favor her or those around her.

She departed without a hint of suffering.

In this world, the presence of a deceased is abundant.

Do not let this affect your state of mind, for your journey is far more arduous than hers.

Morgus' voice resonated behind Bayou.

He had returned unnoticed, remaining silent until now.

I'm aware since Bayou resolved to participate in the battle of the races.

She had never believed she could emerge and scathe.

Turning to face Morgus, she observed him placing a garment and a medal upon the table.

The ranks of magicians are classified into seven levels.

Apprentice, junior mage, mage sorcerer, grand mage, mage saint, and mage god.

This is a four-star mage honor medal, perfectly representative of your level four royal prowess.

The title of honorary mage is awarded for exceptional contributions to the association.

With my authority, I could only procure this.

A formal mage must undergo rigorous assessments, and even I lack the power to intervene.

However, honorary mages often command greater respect than their formally certified counterparts.

This garment is the robe of an honorary mage.

While it closely resembles a traditional magees robe, a discerning I would easily discern the difference.

Morgus patiently elucidated the fundamental knowledge of mages to Bayou, ensuring that after her departure from the castle, she would possess a more suitable identity for her disguise.

The metal specially crafted by Morgus would evolve in accordance with Bayou's growing strength with the star rating reflecting her advancement.

Moreover, the robe has been enchanted to obscure Bayou's necroantic aura, rendering her undetectable beneath the divine realm.

Thank you.

Upon hearing Bayu's indifferent response, Morgus remained unfazed and instead chuckled is rather peculiar how similar our personalities are.

Chapter 262.

Return Morgus tossed a toone of magic onto the table, leaving by you with an expression of perplexity.

Do not regard me so," he remarked.

For this is indeed the possession of the Lord of the Undead.

Bestowing it upon you is in a sense a form of restitution.

By you refrain from hastily examining the spellbook resting upon the table.

Instead, she posed a question that had long piqued her curiosity.

"What is the name of the Lord of the undead? How formidable is his power? And why did he vanish?" "The name he bears has become a taboo, obliterated from memory," Morgus replied.

As for his might, all I know is that he disappeared during the ascension to divinity.

Beyond that, I am uncertain.

He gestured towards the heavens, suggesting that only divine power could warrant such a names erasure.

And how is it that those associated with him remain in scathe? Bayou inquired, "He did not wage war upon the world.

He simply vanished.

Though he had many foes, he also had a considerable number of friends.

Moreover, this event transpired several centuries ago.

" Morgus responded, thus addressing Bayou's inquiries.

It appeared that he would not divulge much further information regarding the Lord of the Undead, prompting Bayou to shift her query.

Could you elucidate the geopolitical landscape and the distribution of power within this world? Morus pondered for a moment, selectively sharing what he could currently among the seven great continents.

Only the angels, with the aid of the paladins, have unified a single continent.

Other races, equally as formidable as the angels, may dominate their respective territories, but have yet to establish control over an entire continent.

For instance, the dragon can possess significant influence spanning two continents.

Yet, they disregard the weaker races.

The human race, meanwhile, is widespread across all seven continents, representing a populous faction.

Yet they do not claim dominion over any single territory, adhering instead to a principle of non-aggression.

The Titans, the Behemoths, the Shadow Folk, and the Spirit Kin, among other powerful yet sparsely populated races, remain content in their secluded enclaves.

Only the Demon Kin are aggressively expanding, striving to assert their dominance within their continent and challenge the angels.

The continent with the most diverse races is Marshall, while Hapne is the weakest.

Naturally, the strongest is the Andes Sanctum whereby you currently resides.

The war between angels and demons has endured for millennia.

Compounded by the rebellion of fallen angels, opposing the angels, and the long-standing discord with the dragon, even the mighty angelic race has found itself strained, necessitating external expansion to bolster its strength.

The denisens of the endless sea appear increasingly unwilling to remain confined to the oceans.

With sightings of sea folk emerging along the borders of various continents, testing the limits of the other races, the angels have long sought to dominate humanity.

It is the mage association that has continually resisted their pressures.

While the knights of the sanctum seem to have lost their senses and their allegiance to the angels.

At this juncture, Morgus expressed disdain toward the hypocritical angels.

Originally, humanity was divided between two major factions.

The angel support of the sanctum has only amplified their power while diminishing humanity's influence.

Fortunately, in recent decades, a prodigious talent has emerged among the humans, ascending to the rank of archmort, which has instilled a degree of caution in the angels.

However, the human perspective towards foreign races remains polarized, unlike other races that resolutely seek to eradicate them.

Some believe that the acceptance of foreign races will bolster the strength of humanity, while others argue that these races must be eradicated entirely.

Is the magical continent becoming increasingly chaotic? Indeed, the tensions among certain races have reached a critical point.

Perhaps your arrival has been the final straw.

None of the great powers of the magical continent anticipated that a group of foreign beings could descend from the heavens.

Thank you for the information.

By you found no issues.

It seems that Marshall stayed is currently the most suitable place for her development.

Outside the window, the distant horizon was painted in shades of orange and red as the setting sun filtered into the mage tower, casting a warm glow upon sun sha as serene visage.

Bayou turned to dawn the black robe from the table.

fastening the four-star metal at her chest.

As she picked up the ancient spell book, her pupils constricted in surprise.

Advanced lightning magic.

Did the Lord of the Undead save your life? A single utterance from a vanished individual could compel you to assist me so readily by you found it hard to believe.

Moreover, without his aid, there would be no me today.

This is the sole request he has made of me throughout our years of acquaintance.

Mogus said meaningfully.

So I should not express my gratitude to you but rather to him.

Such a curious logic.

Mog smiled then continued.

There exists a teleportation array in Thunder City that leads to Lingfang City in Marshall State.

I can facilitate your return.

Just give me a moment to inform the local branch and we shall make our departure.

Will we finally return? It seems our visit to Thunder City was fortuitous.

Very well.

Bay nodded.

stowing son X Shia Xiao<unk>s body within her ring to ensure a proper burial upon their return to the city.

With this attire, she could walk openly in the human settlements without concern.

Following Mogus, Bayou arrived at the castle at the heart of the city, bypassing numerous guards and checks until they stood before the teleportation array.

The room was vast with a massive magical circle shimmering on the floor, emanating a powerful spatial energy.

The walls were adorned with intricate runes, and around the teleportation array were meticulously arranged elemental stones.

Unlike the standing portal, this array was entirely composed of spatial magic.

Is your castle far from Lingfangs City? Mogus asked candidly within the chamber, the Gata Empire.

Bayou was aware that the only human empire in Marshall State was this one.

To her surprise, Mogus nodded affirmatively.

Subsequently, a sheet of paper and a quill materialized before him, which began to write rapidly of its own accord, inform their branch, and deliver this letter to their president.

Accompanying Mogus, and by you was a mage, presumably his apprentice, to whom Mogus entrusted the letter.

Soon, the teleportation array was calibrated and with a flash of white light.

The apprentice vanished before Bayou, carrying Mus' letter to notify the branch in Marshall State.