Forbidden Spell Unleashed

In this SCP world line that Zhang Jue is in, magicians are divided into the following levels depending on their strength. Magic Apprentice (no rank), Elementary Magician (Level 1-3), Intermediate Magician (Level 4-6), Senior Magician (Level 7-8), Grand Magician (Level 9), Magic Tutor (Level 10), and Holy Magician (Level 11)

The level below Intermediate Magician is one of them, and with perseverance, these are not a problem. This level can be attained via cultivation and hard work. However, given that the senior magician is now, it depends on their own talent. After a lifetime of tiredness, some people can only hover between level 6 and 7 as an intermediate magician.

However, don't undervalue them because they are the core of the wizard army. If they can advance to senior magician (level 7-8), they can instruct and educate the following generation of magicians while working as teachers in magical academies.

Grand Magician (level 9) is a level that countless magicians cannot even achieve in their lifetime, thus those who can reach it are not geniuses among geniuses in comparison to those who have gone before them. They have the ability to cast incredibly powerful magic that has scary destructive power and can quickly decimate an army.

You might think that's a lot, but there are two levels above them: Holy Magician and Magic Tutor. Even though the Magicians' Association has been around for a thousand years, not many people have been able to meet the requirements to achieve these two levels since they are so difficult.

Magic Tutor and Holy Magician now have significantly improved spiritual and magical strength, enabling them to send out low- and medium-level magic secretly and instantly. The most horrifying aspect is that they have access to forbidden spells, which regular magicians are not allowed to employ at all.

The so-called forbidden spell is a category of spells that are limited or outlawed because of their immense strength and lasting effects. They are capable of quickly destroying a city or even an entire nation. The magician who can cast the banned spell earns respect as a magician as a result.

The casting of banned spells typically takes a lengthy time and frequently calls for an escort's protection. A magic teacher will become weak after casting a forbidden spell and won't be able to do it again for several years because the magic force needed to cast a forbidden spell is so strong.

There have only been ten individuals—a small number—who have attained the rank of magical tutor since records began. The holy magic teacher is a magician who has the ability to repeatedly cast a forbidden spell.

Only Lord Merlin, the founder of the Magicians' Association, had the ability to accomplish it for thousands of years. But he had already passed away. No one has ever seen him again, save for those monsters with a very long lifespan.

Without further ado, let's return to the topic at hand.

The GOC invited Alfred, an actual magic teacher. He is permitted to utilize all forbidden spells, including those using the powers of wind, water, fire, earth, wood, ice, lightning, darkness, and light because he was the past president of the Magician's Association.

There was only one reason he came here. Use the power of the forbidden spell to destroy Saarn alone. Even with a magician's life expectancy, Alfred is more than 118 years old and has reached his golden years.

Regardless of the outcome, his cultivation will be significantly hindered—possibly even in a life-threatening way—by the casting of the banned magic. But he stopped caring since he realized that the only way to leave a lasting legacy for humanity was to commit suicide immediately.

Saarn was so weak that he was unable to move. The time was right to cast the forbidden spell. He had been anticipating this time. Alfred was in the middle of a circle of many magicians.

The flesh and blood monsters in the area assaulted them frantically as if they could smell danger, but they were all destroyed by the magicians in the outer circle in a single wave. There are even two grand magicians within Alfred's elite escort, of whom the lowest level is a rank 7 senior magician.

The GOC can be considered to have paid down blood money to kill Yarn. With them, it would be useless even if Nadox were to get past Zhang Jue's protection and come here.

Alfred carefully entered the center of the square while ignoring the battle going on around him and turned to face Yarn who was perched atop the pagoda. He remained silent but raised his staff in preparation to cast the potent prohibited magic.

Just at that moment, Saarn suddenly spoke. "Alfred, do you know where is Meredith?"

His voice was otherworldly and seemed to possess a supernatural force that could cut through to the core of a person. Saarn's query made Headmaster Alfred's thoughts pause a little because none of the other magicians here believed that he knew Alfred.

Young Alfred gained fame, but few people were aware that he had a very strong tutor named Meredith, who was reputed to be a lineal descendant of Lord Merlin, the Holy Magician.

Meredith is a Magic Tutor since he chose not to join the magical association, much like the life of idle clouds and cranes. While on the road, he came upon the talented Alfred and took him under his wing, gently instructing him.

Alfred quickly rose to fame as a magician under his instruction, and at this same moment, he vanished without a trace. A big part of Alfred's motivation for leaving the highlands was to find his teacher.

But so many years have passed, but there are still no clues. Now even he himself is getting old, but suddenly heard Saarn mention his teacher's name. But Alfred has long since ceased to be the youthful and exuberant teenager, and this one name alone does not distract him.

The staff in his hand began to glow, his entire body seemed to be connected to the staff, and the magical power in his body poured in a steady stream to the gem at the top of the staff.

All of this meant that the casting of the forbidden spell had begun. Forbidden spell and ordinary magic is different, once the casting begins, it can not be interrupted, unless the caster is killed.

But now Alfred is surrounded by a whole team of senior magicians for protection, and unless Saarn himself comes down, no one can do it.

Until then, Alfred did not speak. "Saarn… you know where he is?"

"Of course I know." Saarn sat steadily on top of the spell platform and saw Alfred start to cast a forbidden spell and was not at all alarmed. He even smiled.

"Because at this moment, he is inside my body."

Alfred, who had always been kind, was indignant at Yarn at this point. He glared at him with terrible eyes and demanded an explanation.

Saarn chuckled "Think about it—the Sarkic Cult has been around for a long time—so why have I only now started preparing for the issue of becoming a god? Naturally, since I absorbed him. It's strange that after Merlin silenced me for a millennium, I utilized his offspring to regain my strength."

With his eyes closed, Saarn said, "When I recover, you people, all of you, will be will be my nourishment. I have already climbed to the gods. This degree of strength is simply not human to fight against.

Since the Sarkic Cult practices a variety of terrible sorceries, mainstream institutions do not recognize it. Alfred was unable to foresee how things would develop in this manner. The Great Warlock Saarn truly absorbed his teacher's magic might, which is why he dared to plot his ascent to God.

Then Alfred sighed. Given that this is the case, he should put an end to everything as a student. The staff in Alfred's hand continues to absorb magic energy from his body, and the gem at the head of the staff shines brighter and brighter while impairing people's ability to open their eyes.

The neighboring flesh and blood creatures will instantly change into a pool of blood as long as the light is within a few dozen meters. Saarn, though, didn't panic.

To him, there is no deadly power in this brilliant light. In addition, Yahn's red aura is growing thicker and thicker; as a recently elevated deity, he is recuperating quite quickly.

I'm sure Alfred would let the others get away if he weren't still immobile at this time. However, it was not achievable. Now that it's reached this point, Alfred has no other option. He will also have to kill Saarn since it is the same old life.

Whether it's for the benefit of the instructor, Lord Merlin, or all of humanity. He had to finish it. The staff's glow got brighter and brighter. Arcadia City as a whole was lit up like it was daytime.

His forbidden magic would be cast successfully in a matter of minutes. He could then go to sleep without worrying about the outcome.

...

The operational command post for the Foundation. With a serene demeanor, Angelo regarded the report that had been sent from the front. Saarn wasn't too bothered by the fact that four nuclear bombs had failed to kill him.

His mission was still a success as long as he was able to kill Saarn this evening. The Foundation was typically a goal-oriented organization. Furthermore, given his standing, nobody would say anything as long as he succeeded in his objective.

Angelo answered the ringing phone and frowned a little as he heard the other party's report. The call originated in America, not Arcadia City.

The border of the Atlantic Ocean and the Pacific Ocean, the same celestial phenomenon, as per the observation of the Foundation's eyes left there, about two or three hours ago, that is, when Yarn just ascended to the gods.

Whirlpools rose in every direction as storms raged. This scene had been viewed by numerous ships at a distance. The City of Gears, home to the Church of the Broken God's headquarters, was where it was said to be according to information possessed by the Foundation.

His team members validated this issue and then promptly called him to report it because it seemed out of the ordinary that weird phenomena should occur on the side of the Church of the Broken God.

However, Angelo was currently too preoccupied to give that much thought. "According to the Foundation's speculation, that Advisor Zhang Jue once resided in the City of Gears for a considerable amount of time, this info may be related to him. I wonder what kind of deal he made with Robert Bumaro. Tell that side to continue monitoring and report to me at the first time if there is anything important."

Despite the nuclear strike failing, Angelo's head was always clear and he did not show any signs of fear. If on the same side, he may be regarded a highly reliable companion. But one must exercise caution if he is your enemy.

...

Two flowers bloom, one for each. However, because Zhang Jue and Nadox were engaged in a fight, neither could win. The vision that transpired in front of them made Nadox understand that Lord Saarn was in danger.

He trembled at Alfred's might in the blinding light. He wasn't sure if Lord Saarn, who was already feeble, would be able to withstand such a strong blow. At some point, he decided that he would kill Zhang Jue no matter what.

He spread his arms wide, raised his staff high, and mouthed a spell that Zhang Jue couldn't make out. Just before Zhang Jue was about to execute him, the ground beneath him began to tremble as if an earthquake had just occurred.

He stumbled and was wobbly. A tentacle appeared out of the ground at that precise time and wrapped itself around his ankle. It was quickly terminated by Zhang Jue with a slash. He was unable to take a breather.

Before him, two additional tentacles sprang from the ground, and Zhang Jue quickly leaped aside. This time, hundreds of earth tentacles sprang out from the ground for several meters around him without waiting for him to contact the ground.

They were moving so quickly that they nearly exceeded the time limit and caught him in a single motion. Zhang Jue was immediately wrapped in a meat dumpling as more tentacles crowded all around him.

Nadox was a little gassed after casting such a big spell. He never anticipated that dealing with Zhang Jue would be so challenging. But he ultimately prevailed.

Unsurprisingly, after a few minutes the young man would turn into a pool of pus. He then stopped concentrating on Zhang Jue and turned his sight toward the pagoda. He knew it was unjustified, but he was a little concerned for Lord Saarn.

Simply put, he couldn't approach because the light over there was too intense. If it didn't truly work, his only option was to battle to the death. Nadox had his scepter tightly in his hand and was prepared to leave the area and proceed.

Suddenly felt a cold neck. A long black sword had been placed on his neck at some point. It was accompanied by Zhang Jue's teasing voice, "You tentacle monster, where do you want to go?"

...

After a few more minutes, Yarn's wounds were still not healed. He was still seated on the elevated spell platform. Alfred, a magic instructor, was standing underneath him.

Alfred was holding a staff that had nearly completely lit up. He was a little worn out because it had been a long time since he had cast a powerful forbidden spell. I'm worried that this is the most bizarre thing he has ever done.

When the magicians next to him noticed this, they all began to cast spells onto his staff. They knew that once they had done so, they would perish alongside Saarn. The employees abruptly released a million rays of light.

Alfred knew the time had come. He slowly recited. "O' divine power, Please turn into a holy shield of light and guard your faithful followers!"

"O' divine power, turn into the blade of light and cut down the evil soul!"

"O' divine power, hear my plea and eradicate all evil in the world!"

"Forbidden Spell - Aurora Judgment, Activate!!!"