Transcending the Magic Era: The Supreme Female Archmage

The pursuing team eventually found the man's flying car near a dense forest on the outskirts of the city. The team leader pondered for a moment, then calmly ordered, "Everyone, go into the forest and search! Find him at all costs!"

"Yes!" Upon receiving the order, the group quickly dispersed and entered the dense forest to begin their search.

In the dense forest, the man who had been moving rapidly noticed their search, and a cruel smile gradually appeared on his face beneath his mask as he slightly curled up at the corner of his mouth.

He darted into the bushes, disappearing like a beast lurking in the darkness, waiting for his chance to strike. Finally, someone approached his hiding place.

The man moved swiftly, almost without pausing, and struck so quickly that the attacker had no time to react before being knocked unconscious and dragged into the bushes.

He glanced expressionlessly at the unconscious man at his feet, squatted down, and mercilessly twisted his arms. Blood splattered onto his mask instantly. The man licked his lips, a glint of excitement in his eyes.

The unconscious man was suddenly jolted awake by excruciating pain, letting out a piercing scream. The man grinned maliciously, bent down, and wrote a line of words on the ground with his arm before arrogantly turning and leaving.

When the others arrived at the sound, the sight before them stunned them—a man trembling and rolling in the grass, two severed arms lying casually nearby, and a line of blood-written words on the ground. Looking at the two gruesome arms, everyone shuddered involuntarily.

The group quickly took out healing potions to treat his wounds. Seeing that the bleeding had gradually stopped, the captain slowly walked towards the line of blood-written words.

"Oster, we have a long road ahead of us," the captain murmured.

"Captain, should we continue the pursuit?" one of the team members asked with some concern.

The captain stared intently at the line of blood-red words, his gaze deep. "Five people in a group, don't spread out too much, keep chasing."

……

Inside the palace, a graceful and elegant woman stood by the window.

She was stunningly beautiful, with porcelain-smooth skin, a high nose bridge, and slightly red lips. Her long hair cascaded down to her shoulders, with slightly curled sideburns and adorned with pearls and jade.

Wearing an exquisite purple-gold palace gown, with intricate peony patterns embroidered on the magnificent hem and jewels inlaid on the cuffs and lapels, she exuded royal grandeur.

Yet at this moment, her eyes were filled with undisguised anger and anxiety. Her hands clenched unconsciously, her long nails digging deep into her flesh, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged.

She seemed oblivious to the pain, her gaze cold and unmoved. She muttered bitterly, "Oster, you wretched creature, you were born to bring me bad luck! If you can get rid of him, fine, but if you can't..."

As she spoke, a look of fear gradually appeared in her eyes, as if she had thought of something terrible.

After a long while, she finally calmed down a bit. She took a deep breath, forced herself to regain her composure, and then summoned a maid to ask her questions.

"Xiangyue, has the First Prince returned?"

"Your Majesty, the First Prince has not yet returned," the maidservant replied respectfully.

She nodded. "Go to the palace gate and see if the Crown Prince has returned. Tell him to come to me immediately."

"Yes, Your Majesty," the maid replied, bowed, and withdrew.

Silence returned to the hall, but an indescribable sense of oppression permeated the air, making those inside increasingly uneasy.

After an unknown amount of time, Auster's voice finally came from outside the door, "Mother, I heard you were looking for me?"

A look of urgency flashed across the woman's face, but she quickly regained her composure. "Yes, come in."

"Mother, please just say what you need to say. I won't go in. Father is waiting for me to report the news." Auster's voice carried a hint of impatience.

A sudden sound of shattering porcelain echoed from inside the hall, followed by a woman's shrill voice, "What, you think I can't get you to come now?"

Auster frowned, but ultimately pushed open the door and went inside.

"Mother, what brings you to me?"

Auster looked up and stared directly at the stunningly beautiful woman before him. This was his mother, Yue Linglong. As a mother of four, time seemed to have left no trace on her face, except for the sinister look in her eyes, which utterly ruined her beauty.

Yue Linglong's captivating eyes were now filled with a fierce glint. "I heard you led a group to raid the black market today? Have you caught everyone?"

Auster gave a sarcastic smile. "I didn't expect you, Mother, to care about this? The person wasn't caught, but the black market has been completely wiped out."

"They haven't caught them? Do you know that this will provoke their furious retaliation?" Yue Linglong's voice suddenly became sharper, and her expression showed a hint of panic.

Auster nodded calmly. "Yes, I know! I'll wait for their revenge. Do you think I, the Crown Prince of the Empire, am afraid of a mere beast?"

"What do you know!" Yue Linglong's face twisted in anger at his dismissive attitude, and she shouted hoarsely, "Get out! Get out of here!"

“Yes, Mother!” Auster replied coldly, turning and leaving without looking back.

Yue Linglong's anger burned even more fiercely. Watching his figure gradually disappear into the distance, she questioned him sharply, "Weren't you alright back then? So many years have passed, why can't you let it go? Why did you have to go to the black market? Why did you have to offend them?"

Upon hearing this, Auster paused slightly, his body stiffened, and a wave of sorrow welled up in his heart: Ha, this is his mother! Back then, she knew that Mengluo had problems, but she still put her by her side, almost causing him... Now, she actually asks him why he didn't let go, why he offended them.

After a moment, he forced himself to calm down, his face growing even colder. Without turning back, he coldly uttered a sarcastic remark and strode out of the palace: "Mother, after all these years, this is the first time I've realized that you are such a tolerant and magnanimous person!"

Hearing his mocking words, Yue Linglong's face twisted even more, her extreme anger causing her to completely lose her usual elegance and composure. She raised her hand and swept the vase on the table to the ground, the crisp sound of shattering porcelain echoing in the silent palace.

Her body trembled slightly as she murmured to herself, "You wretched child, do you think I wanted this? It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like this... Now, you've stirred up this mess again. He'll definitely come looking for me... What should I do? No, I won't let anyone ruin my life." Her voice grew lower and lower, a hint of madness flashing in her eyes.