Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 801: All The Same Person



As the students, members of the Crimson Crane, those from the Demonic Faction, and even unfamiliar faces stood on the platform, there were murmurs among the crowd below.

Those who had never seen these people or only recognized them by name and appearance started to question what was happening.

However, slowly, like a ripple spreading out, those who had been hurt, those who had been defeated by the people above, began to spread the word.

These were the ones the clans had gone up against. These were the reasons why they were in the sorry state they had arrived in.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The secret battle that had occurred within the Dark Faction, one that not a single person had been aware of.

"Wait, the fact that Murkel isn't up there... did he really perish? And is it the same for the Moon Shield and Flowing Force Clans? Did both of their Clan Heads perish as well?"

What was confusing was that the main disciples of both those clans were on the platform, and those from within the clans had talked about facing them.

When Ricktor and Mada arrived, the clan wasn't going down without a fight. Ricktor had to prove himself, and he was able to.

Being a middle-stage warrior and seeing such power in front of his eyes, something had occurred. He fought better than any of the remaining members of his clan.

After a few had been defeated, the rest of the clan submitted. They were fully aware of those who had perished from within.

For Mada, it was more difficult to make his clan accept him. Thankfully, his brother Gunther had also arrived.

Although he didn't like it, side by side, the two of them fought against those in the clan who rejected their positions. Eventually winning out, Gunther wanted no part in the clan, and with Mada now at the helm, he got his wish.

The others were sent to clans that Amir believed held items that would help them progress their powers-either techniques or artifacts that had been passed down.

The goal was threefold: to get control of the clans in their hands, to gather resources such as coins and martial arts techniques, and lastly, to secure any artifacts they had-all for this day.

As the murmurs continued, Amir believed it was time, and he stepped forward, clearing his throat.

Seeing Amir move forward, the whole courtyard went silent, as they were eager to hear his every word.

"I, as well as the clans around you, sent invitations to every important person in the Dark Faction!" Amir shouted, projecting his voice with Qi so everyone could hear him clearly.

"Today is a very important day for the Dark Faction, for the clans, the kingdoms, and the merchants within the faction. You all are essential to the territory's success, which is why we have invited you to this important day."

Some of those listening felt proud of Amir's words, while others just wanted him to get on with it and tell them what happened to Murkel.

"As you all know, there has been a report passed around after the martial arts tournament."

"It claimed a disturbance. I can assure you, that part of the report is true. Gavin, Crine, and Murkel are no longer with us."

"All of these people are no longer part of the Dark Faction. You can interpret my words as you will, but they will not be coming back, and if they do, they will no longer be part of the New Dark Faction."

The murmurs among the crowd grew louder. Some were interested in what was meant by this New Dark Faction.

Others were scared, thinking that with the clan heads defeated, they were now the most vulnerable to an attack by the Light Faction or the Demonic Faction.

Some of them thought it was time to sell whatever they could and try to move to other continents.

"However, in a strange turn of events, those responsible will be part of the New Dark Faction."

"The people here have already visited the strongest clans in all of the Dark Faction to demonstrate their power."

"They are no weaker than the old; in fact, they are even stronger than before. The Dark Faction, Murkel, and his warriors did not fall to the Light or Demonic Faction; they fell to these people here."

"Ha, how can that be true?" one of the merchants said with his arms folded. The instant he said those words, he felt several heavy eyes, like daggers, pinning him down.

All of the warriors were staring at him, and the heavy weight of their gaze could be felt weighing him down. In an instant, he knew it was true.

"Murkel did cruel things for the progression of his own sake and not that of the faction."

"He forced all of you to send your strongest pupils to the academy, to force them into a battle of survival of the fittest just to make strong warriors for himself."

"Yet, what he never suspected was that the strongest warrior of them all would be the one to defeat him."

The talking among them continued, with more and more of them believing the reports were true-that the Dark Magus had claimed victory. But the Dark Magus... he was from the Demonic Faction.

Amir knew very well that this would be the sentiment. So he had an important announcement to make.

"I wish for you all to turn and welcome the new leader of the Dark Faction," Amir said, pointing ahead.

When they turned around, they saw a single person walking toward the stage. As he walked, his young body stood out, but his appearance even more so.

Wearing his blazer instead of a uniform, he looked a bit different, but the white hair was a trait that many of them remembered from that day.

"The one known as the Dark Magus, but not only that, the person known as the White Dragon of the Dark Faction, is our new leader!" Amir announced.