Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King-Chapter 950 Rank Eight

?More importantly, like the different worlds of the Mortal Realms, there were far more Demon Realms than the one that he had been in. They made up most of the layers beneath the Mortal Plane, and the further down you went, the more powerful the minimum became, while precious few would manage to push past that point to rise to the top.

It was like getting a university education in a minute as Wolfe found an entire world full of beautiful fire elemental women, all at Rank Six, unable to advance beyond their racial limits, but living in a layer of reality where nothing less was possible.

To them, there was no weak or powerful, it was almost as if power didn't exist at all, though they were all in complete control of the Fire Element, far beyond anything that Wolfe could have dreamed of attaining. There were worlds of Lightning, and the sight alone was enough to help Wolfe's understanding of the Element.

Then, between the layers, Wolfe found one that was linked to him on an intimate level. The Underworld, the Realm of Death and Rebirth. The Immortality spell that he had used on himself linked his soul to the Underworld, and inside he saw generations of Magi Saints and Kings who had passed before him take note.

The dead didn't have much concern for the living, but they all sensed that Wolfe was looking at them, and took note of the potential future King.

The clouds overhead began to dissipate as the process completed, and Wolfe stood up to stretch his aching muscles, still tingling with the excess energy of the advancement. He could feel them in a way that just didn't seem natural, and with a bit of attention, he found that he could alter the cells to suit his whim.

As he had been told in the past, a Magi looks exactly the age he wants. But what they hadn't mentioned, was that it wasn't just age. He could change which genes were expressed, altering his natural coloration, or he could stimulate the cells with mana to grow or shrink his body on a whim.

Cassie was going to love that trick.

He could feel them in the distance, waiting for him to return and the chaos to subside after the whole world felt the advancement, which many took as the descent of a prophet of the Divine One, thanks to the nature of the power.

Thorin was thinking quickly with the ongoing events, and had run off to go gather Princess Amelia, so he could bring her to Wolfe's wives with a brief introduction, and their whole group could be hurried out of the world before there was an incident.

The Dwarf knew very well what the King of the Fallen was like, and that there was a reason all the higher ranked Generals were so polite and well-behaved. The ones who might have challenged his position had all been silently disposed of.

Petros should have known that as well, and sent Wolfe home before his power got that unstable, but Thorin was becoming convinced that either the old man wanted the King dead, or he had buried his head so far in the sand about the nature of their leader that he couldn't see it anymore.

So, Thorin was waiting to see what happened first. If Wolfe came back and got out of town with his people, or if the King lost his temper at some stranger advancing on his world and decided to attack first.

He even brought them to the base of the tower, in case there was some indecision about what might happen and no time for them to get all the way across the campus.

"Is it really that big of a deal?" Ella whispered as they waited and tried not to scare the Princess.

Thorin nodded. "We will see how it goes, but the longer we wait, the worse the outcome is likely going to be."

[Wolfe, you should likely get back here quickly. Thorin says that the King is going to freak out soon, and we should be gone before he does.] Cassie warned through their bond.

[Alright, hold on, and we will go.] Wolfe agreed.

With the new sensitivity to mana, he realized he no longer needed to fly or portal for short distances, he could attach [Lightning Transmission] to the mana currents and simply appear there. It was incredibly similar to how the device that many of the Nobles used to get around functioned, though not a full-fledged portal as Petros used.

Leaving might not be as easy as he had suspected, though. The tower was now surrounded in a powerful barrier, and there was an influx of Saint Rank and higher human mages appearing there.

It might be at Petros' request, come to greet him, or it could be what Thorin was worried about, and the King might be assembling an army to deal with him.

Why they would be in the capital, where a fight would lead to millions of casualties, was the only thing that was keeping Wolfe from being certain it was a trap.

When he appeared in front of Thorin and the ladies, Petros appeared to join him.

"Welcome back, Saint Noxus. Do you have a way to send the ladies back home? It might be best if they had a bit of a head start." He suggested.

"Are we going to get into it?" Wolfe asked carefully.

"Not us. But I don't think it would be safe to leave matters as they are." Petros replied vaguely, deliberately not looking at the Princess.

Wolfe nodded in understanding and turned to the five ladies in front of him. "Cassie and Ella will take you all back and get you settled in at Forest Grove. I will be along shortly behind you, as I have one last meeting to deal with here before I head home."

Cassie and Ella gave him a concerned look, but nodded in agreement, and Wolfe opened a portal directly to the park in Forest Grove, passing through the portal in the tower to get there.

"That's some trick. Alright, let me catch you up on the personality of the King, and what is likely to happen next." Petros sighed.