William, the forr Grand Elder of the Council of Elders and a master-tier mage, was killed by Owen!
Edward's hand, holding the quill, trembled slightly, and his mouth involuntarily gaped open in shock.
A master-tier mage!
The cornerstone of every major kingdom, now fallen!
And he was slain by Owen, this rising star!
All the other prodigies and mages present looked on in shock and horror at the scene before them.
In their subconscious minds, a master-tier mage was an invincible existence!
Not just them, but even the forces behind them would only treat such powerful beings with respect and never dare to offend them. Yet now, Owen had slain one!
How long had it been since such an event occurred on the continent?
At this mont, throughout the entire capital, everyone was gazing up at Owen's silhouette in the sky, speechless and shocked into silence.
With the fall of William, the master-tier mage, it seed as if the heavens themselves sensed
it.
A bright star descended from the celestial river in the sky, transforming into a brilliant teor that illuminated the continent.
It streaked across the firmant, leaving a long trail before it finally blossod like a dazzling firework, then vanished into oblivion.
"A teor descends, and the void wails-this signifies the fall of a master-tier mage..." All major forces with their eyes already on the direction of the Azure Kingdom and the imperial capital were now even more alard, filled with intense shock.
A master-tier mage had fallen!
William?
The Grand Elder of the Fallen Angel clan?!
What exactly happened there?
A master-tier mage had fallen there.
...
Amidst the chaotic energy waves.
Owen, who was at the center of everyone's attention, was continuously enveloped in radiant light, the glow of constant leveling up.
After the system notification ended, Owen's tier jumped from platinum-tier level 7 to diamond-tier level 1!
To leap from platinum-tier straight to diamond-tier!
Such an enormous leap was a qualitative transformation.
After all, a platinum-tier could only be considered a top-tier strong figure in a kingdom but not its pillar or a top powerhouse.
Only a diamond-tier mage is a pillar in any empire, with their words and actions affecting the future of the realm!
And now, Owen had truly stepped into this tier, not just possessing combat power comparable to a diamond-tier!
With the continuous increase in level, Owen clearly felt his body undergoing trendous transformation.
It seed as though every cell was being enveloped and washed by mana. Every piece of flesh was strengthened and fortified by mana.
His mind power had almost beco tangible, forming a vast sea of consciousness at his brow, radiating genuinely terrifying ntal waves like an invisible hand stirring the void before him.
As Owen silently sensed the transformation and enhancent of his body, the system prompt sounded once more.
"Congratulations to the host for eliminating the Council of Elders elder, unlocking the hidden achievent-Council of Elders Slayer."
Owen's heart skipped a beat, not because of the achievent itself but because of the rich rewards it brought!
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Order Field!"
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Tree of World!"
"Order Field?"
Owen's gaze first fell on the [Order Field] displayed on the system interface.
He previously received the Mana Void from the system, which was surprisingly powerful and dominant, playing a crucial role in turning the tide against formidable opponents, including the recent elimination of the forr Grand Elder of the Council of Elders.
Now, with the system rewarding another domain, Owen was undeniably intrigued, especially given the na of this field, which felt tailor-made for him.
As Owen focused on it, the Order Field imdiately integrated into his body, becoming sothing akin to a dantian, suspended in his abdon and emitting a special, profound
wave.
Under this influence, Owen's Order of Fire and Order of Thunder seed to be drawn to it, soon converging within the Order Field.
As the two [Order]s converged, the light emanating from the Order Field grew ever more intense.
At the sa ti, the various mysteries and functions of the domain surged into his mind. After a brief period of absorption, Owen narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile of excitent appearing at the corner of his mouth.
The Order Field primarily had two functions.
First, it allowed [Order]s to gather within it, enabling them to coexist harmoniously,
preventing the conflict between different [Order]s.
Currently, Owen has two [Order]s within him.
Thanks to the Armant rge and techniques for using both [Order]s, he has a strong
command over them, which has prevented any issues from arising.
If it were any other mage, even a diamond-tier mage, they would inevitably encounter issues of mutual [Order] repulsion once they mastered two [Order]s.
After all, [Order]s are extrely special and powerful entities in this world. Having control over even one is considered a great fortune.
Attempting to wield two [Order]s could lead to mutual repulsion, potentially resulting in
destruction.
Although Owen does not currently face this issue, if he were to attempt to wield a third [Order], the problem of [Order]s repelling each other would beco unavoidable, and it would be nearly unsolvable!
However, the Order Field now perfectly helps Owen resolve this issue. Within the Order Field, Owen's mastery over the [Order]s is also deepening, seemingly rging completely with the
[Order].
Besides this benefit, what makes the Order Field even more valuable to Owen is its ability to gradually develop a new [Order]-one unique to Owen himself!
This prospect excited Owen imnsely!
[Order]s are rare wonders of the world, and there aren't many to begin with. They are often
found in unique locations, and many already have owners.
Collecting multiple [Order]s and mastering them is an incredibly challenging task!
Yet now, the Order Field could create a unique [Order] of its own.
If others were to learn that Owen possessed such an extraordinary domain, they would likely
stop at nothing to target him.
Since [Order]s are extrely rare and cause a stir on the continent whenever they appear, the allure of a domain capable of producing [Order]s is imnse to major forces.
This was truly a significant gain!
Owen quickly cald his breathing and turned his attention to the system's other reward.
The Tree of World.
It appeared as a small, lush tree about the length of an arm, with leaves that were green as
jade, emitting a gentle, soothing green light.
Just by looking at it, one could sense its rich life force.
However, aside from this, Owen did not perceive any particularly special attributes.
Owen glanced at the system's description-Tree of World, the source of all life.
It was a simple introduction with no details about its uses or other information, which made
Owen frown slightly.
However, since it was a system reward with a grand title, bearing the na of the world, it
was clearly no ordinary item.
While Owen was pondering the Tree of World, the system's voice sounded again.
"The host is temporarily not suited for a direct level-up, but the host can choose whether to
break through."
"Current EXP bar: 5,000,000/1,000,000."
Upon seeing this, Owen was taken aback.
Was this about choosing the timing of his breakthrough?
While Owen was still puzzled, the mana and spirit within him suddenly felt drained by so
force, leaving his body emaciated as he collapsed backward.
"The three minutes are up..."
An overwhelming weakness engulfed him, making Owen feel restless, as though his body, starved for days, had undergone intense exertion, causing indescribable discomfort. His spirit was exhausted, his eyelids heavy as if filled with lead, slowly drooping shut.
The skill Supre Order was indeed formidable, allowing Owen to borrow a portion of his future strength and elevate himself to a level comparable to master-tier in a short ti. However, like all similar secret arts, no power cos without cost. After using it, a corresponding price must be paid!
As Owen's body beca extrely weak and he fell backward, descending from the sky, he felt utterly out of control, with the wind whistling past his ears, growing ever more intense.
In his current frail state, hitting the ground would likely result in serious injury or death.
But at that mont, he suddenly caught a whiff of a fragrant breeze.
He then felt soft, warm arms catching his falling body.
Owen struggled to open his eyes and indeed saw Leslie holding him, her expression sowhat
complex.
"Rest well. Leave the rest to ," she said.
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