Gaap managed to survive because his Master had given him her life saving artifact, allowing the Half-Ling to escape their hunters.

“Lux, there is a place that we need to go,” Gaap stated. “It is the Sacred Grounds of all Necromancers. It is where we receive the World’s Blessing and breakthrough to become a Ranker.”

“Master, can we delay this trip for the time being?” Lux asked. “I already mentioned that my friends and I were supposed to conquer a dungeon together. But, for some reason, I was transported here. I need to go back and help them. The Domain of the Fallen prevents any Rankers from stepping foot inside it.”

Gaap frowned before reluctantly nodding his head. Although he wanted his Disciple to become a Ranker already, he also respected his will.

Because of this, he decided to wait until the Half-Elf had finished whatever he was supposed to do before they made a pilgrimage to the Sacred Lands of the Necromancers.

“Master, do you know how to leave this place?” Lux asked.

“Of course I know,” Gaap replied. “How do you think I got here?”

Lux breathed a sigh of relief because he thought that Gaap had been teleported to this place against his will.

If the old Half Ling didn’t know how to leave the Kingdom of Zangrila then it would take a longer time for him to get back and meet with Cai, and the others, inside the Domain of the Fallen.

“Master before anything else, please join my Guild,” Lux said. “You becoming one of our members will definitely make the Guild stronger.”

“You little rascal, you really know how to take advantage of people,” Gaap sneered. “Why would I join a kiddy guild like yours? You want me to join your Guild so that you can brag to your members that your Master is strong? Very well, I will humor you this once. You should be glad that you have a Master like me.”

“Thank you, Master. You’re the best.”

“Hmph! Flattery will get you nowhere.”

Gaap was feeling a bit smug because he knew what Lux was thinking. Having a strong person like him to enter a guild would definitely boost the morale of its members.

However, the smugness on his face instantly vanished when he received Lux’s Guild invitation.

“… Heaven’s Gate?” Gaap blinked in confusion. “Your Guild’s name is Heaven’s Gate?”

“Yes, Master.” Lux smirked because he was doing his best to not laugh after seeing his Master’s priceless reaction when the old Half-Ling discovered his Guild’s Name.

“Are you playing a prank on me?” Gaap asked.

“No?” Lux replied.

“This is real?”

“It is real.”

Gaap once again looked at the rows of text in front of him, which signified Lux’s invitation.

Although he had stayed inside Zangrila for many years, that didn’t mean that he hadn’t heard the announcement that reverberated across the entire world.

The Old Half-Ling was still half in doubt, but knew that he would find out the truth once he accepted Lux’s invitation.

A second later, the old Half-Ling suddenly felt a surge of strength inside his body as the Guild Buffs came into effect.

He had been in a guild before and knew that they didn’t have this kind of function, which erased all the doubts he had earlier.

‘By the Gods, the Mythical Guild is real!’ Gaap exclaimed internally after finally accepting the fact that the red-headed teenager whom he had made his Disciple, was actually the Guild Master of the Guild whose name resounded in the worlds of Solais and Elysium.

“Master, let’s leave this place,” Lux stated. “My friends are still waiting for me.”

Gaap forcefully calmed his widely beating heart before nodding his head. He then drew a magic circle in the air while uttering ancient words of magic that Lux didn’t understand.

After a few minutes, a red portal materialized in front of them.

“Enter the portal,” Gaap ordered. “It will take us out of Zangrila.”

Lux nodded and entered the portal as he was told.

The Wraith King, Leoric, and his Knights, gave the Kingdom of Zangrila one last glance before they too, entered the portal to follow their new Lord, whom they had pledged their allegiance to.

Gaap was the last to enter the portal, but before he did, he glanced in the direction of the crack in the sky of Zangrila.

He had sensed a presence watching them from that gap in the void, and its power was just as strong as a Saint.

Gaap snorted as if the powerful presence that had been observing them for quite some time wasn’t a big deal.

Although the Old Half-Ling was truly only an Apostle, he wasn’t afraid, even if a Saint were to appear and fight him to the death.

But, that was not happening.

The laws that bound Zangrila forbade any Saint, or any Calamity Class Creatures from the Void, and Elysium, to enter the border that divided the two worlds.

“Thanks for the Monster Parts and Beast Cores,” Gaap said in a teasing tone. “I’m sure that my Disciple will use them well.”

The Old Half-Ling then entered the portal in a good mood, leaving behind the ruined city, whose people had all been given a second chance at life.

A minute later, a loud roar similar to that of a booming thunder, spread in the surroundings making the sky and earth tremble.

“Lowly mortal!” a voice filled with anger growled. “The next time I see you, I’ll make you regret stepping into this place! Laugh now while you still can because soon, the Abyssals will once again trample your world, and make you wish that you were never born!”

The loud roar of anger continued for a few more minutes before fading completely.

Once again, the ruined city of Zangrila fell into a deathly silence.

Having lost the living and the dead, it had truly become a forsaken place, but not for long.

Soon, it would once again bear witness to the second invasion of the Abyssal Monsters, whose goal was to drag the world of Elysium within the void, just like the other worlds that they had conquered in the past.

Important Announcement:

To give you a bit of background to this story, this is like Harry Potter. A teenage boy accidentally rode the wrong train, and entered a Magic Academy where he can *ahem* learn Magic the “special way”.