Another World: The Failed Magician

The sound of shattering glass reached Lu Xuan's ears.

The vortex of magic was broken by the Ancestral Dragon at this moment.

At that moment, an ancient language suddenly rang out from Rogge's mouth.

Lu Xuan suddenly realized that he could actually understand the language.

"Great Lord of the Styx, rectify this chaotic disorder and let the souls find true rest."

As soon as the words fell, the once silent black door suddenly emitted a series of mournful howls.

Five jet-black chains burst forth from the black gate.

The chains tightly bound the Ancestral Dragon to the spot.

The ancestral dragon, at the peak of the Saint realm, roared repeatedly, its body trembling as it tried to break free of the chains.

Even so, it was still to no avail.

The chains began to pull the massive body of the Ancestral Dragon slowly toward the black gate.

As they got closer to the black gate.

The blood-red light in Zu Long's eyes began to fade little by little.

When the red light completely dissipated.

A hint of shock flashed in Zu Long's eyes, followed by a trace of sadness, and finally a complex expression.

The First Dragon actually stopped struggling.

It opened its mouth as if resigned to its fate.

"Isn't it already dead?"

Rogge's soul also left Lu Xuan's body.

Lu Xuan collapsed to the ground with a thud, his strength, which he had barely managed to regain, vanished completely.

Rogge's soul floated in mid-air.

A black chain shot out from the gate.

The chains pierced right through Rogge's soul.

And dragged him toward the black gate.

Rogge looked at the Ancestral Dragon.

"It is indeed dead, but what it left behind remains. The dead cannot remain in this world; that is the rule it set."

Zu Long looked at Rogge with a complicated expression.

Why did things come to this?

Roger glanced at it helplessly.

"do not know."

"If we did it again, would the outcome be different?"

"do not know."

"You're still as boring as ever."

"Ah."

"Ugh, you're so boring. I won't be your friend in the next life."

"You know there is no afterlife."

As they spoke, they were both pulled into the black doorway.

Then, with a bang, the black door slammed shut.

The black door vanished without a trace the moment it closed.

As the black gate closed completely.

Another tearing pain surged through Lu Xuan's soul.

Something important was torn from his soul.

He knew those were memories from his past life.

This is the price for opening the black gate.

After the pain subsided, Lu Xuan sat blankly on the ground.

This feeling is very strange.

It was as if he knew he had lost an important box.

But he had no idea what was inside the box.

Let's get out of here first, no matter what.

After recovering for a while, Lu Xuan stood up with difficulty.

At this moment, a memory flooded into Lu Xuan's mind.

Lu Xuan sensed a familiar feeling from this memory.

This memory was left to him by Roger.

At the beginning of the world, there were three primordial gods.

They are Zom, the god of life.

Caslori, the god of order.

grim Reaper…

This……

Lu Xuan felt a sharp pain in his head.

What is the name of Death?

For some reason, my memory of this moment suddenly felt like it had been ripped away.

After the birth of the three primordial gods, all sorts of creatures began to emerge in this world.

The world began to transform from a lifeless place into a vibrant one.

And as time goes by.

Among these creatures, powerful beings also began to emerge.

These beings were later called gods.

The gods are too powerful; almost every one of them is capable of destroying an entire race.

The three primordial gods intervened and suppressed all the gods.

Furthermore, the God of Order established a rule that gods cannot act arbitrarily.

And so the world enjoyed a brief period of peace.

Subsequently, the gods were able to choose their own representatives.

The war shifted from one between gods to one between their representatives and subordinate races.

But as the war escalated, the gods could no longer restrain themselves.

The gunpowder keg, which had been stored for over a thousand years, finally exploded.

The gods have reignited their war.

At this point, the ideas of the God of Life and the God of Order clashed.

The God of Life believed that the law of the jungle was the rule of nature, and that weaker races should be eliminated. Therefore, he believed that wars between gods should not be prevented.

The God of Order believes that every race has its reason for existence, and even the weaker races should have a reason to live.

The conflict between the two began to become irreconcilable.

The war between the gods began to transform into a war between two primordial gods.

After a protracted war, it ended with the fall of two primordial gods.

Death discovered something during this war.

Gods are difficult to kill, and many gods have backup plans, but with each of their resurrections...

Regardless of how it is resurrected, the world will become weak.

Death could not allow this situation to continue.

Over a long period of time, it created something called the River Styx.

Nobody knows where this thing is.

The River Styx seems to be a corrector for this world.

It will strangle all creatures that resurrect against the rules, causing them to disappear completely.

The world has also begun to become more and more stable.

But Death's actions quickly aroused the hostility of all the gods.

A war against death has begun.

This war was no less bloody than the previous war between the two primordial gods.

Death ultimately fell.

However, it also used its terrifying power to almost slaughter all the gods.

Except for a very few gods who have fallen into slumber.

The vast majority of gods were destroyed by Death.

The mythological era also came to an end at this time.

However, after this war, the Styx River was also severely damaged and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone believed that it had been destroyed by the gods.

Then one of the demon kings suddenly broke through to the god level.

The demon race has launched another protracted war.

The few remaining gods were also forced to awaken again and participate in the war.

After the war ended, the continent, which had already experienced several major battles, began to fall into ruin.

Battle aura and magic power are also completely inferior to those of the mythological era.

As a result, no one can break through to the Saint level.

After the environment changed.

The few remaining gods were forced into an endless slumber, waiting for the continent to recover so they could make a comeback.

After receiving this memory, Lu Xuan sighed.

The awakening of the First Emperor proves one thing.

The mainland has already begun to recover significantly.

If those gods were to revive, could the Federation truly survive?

Lu Xuan didn't know.

But he learned an important piece of information.

The River Styx is merely silent; it still exists.