Modern World Warlock-Chapter 152: [Terra] The Warlock’s Party

It was a cold, snowy night in the Mountains of Taramore, where a large building stood at the tip of the hill.

The building's facade was made of a smooth, purple stone, with golden scaffoldings that gave it an air of sophistication, contrasting with its dark and cold surroundings.

Inside the building, hundreds of thousands of books were stacked on the tall bookcases that surrounded the entire library, which had four floors filled with knowledge.

In the center of the ground floor, there was a large table with open books and a lone elven woman reading through the thick tomes.

She had bronze skin and silver hair, and she was wearing a delicate dress with precious gems that extruded a faint energy from them.

"Faelyn… We've been here for months—Are you sure we can find more clues in this place!?" A burly man spoke loudly with frustration, carrying a stack of dozens of tomes and slamming them on the table.

"Yes, you meathead. There aren't that many books left, so just keep bringing them to me," Faelyn replied.

From the shadows in the corner of the library, a slim man materialized, holding another stack of books and approaching the table, gently putting them down beside the elf.

"At least we know that Dante is alive… Can't we just hire a warlock at Shadowvale to locate him with a demon contract?" he asked the elf.

"Did you not hear what the priest said? Dante's ageless blessing isn't listed in the holy text anymore… The only way that can happen is by losing it," Faelyn replied.

The elf explained that the holy text contained the names of everyone who had been bestowed a blessing, and those names would never disappear even if the individuals perished.

The fact that Dante's name had disappeared after their encounter with Zaratross led them to believe that the warlock was neither dead nor alive.

"Even if we hire a warlock, they won't find him…" the elf elaborated.

"What made you think that Sage Ozin left a hint in his library, though?" The man asked.

"I remember hearing my master talk about it briefly… She said that Sage Ozin was researching the Celestial Alignment Convergence—That was the only natural phenomenon happening at the time of Dante's disappearance…" Faelyn explained.

"A bunch of pretty lights in the sky? Big deal!" the burly man said loudly and sarcastically.

"No, meathead. Ozin's theory is that the convergence is a portal," the elf refuted.

"A portal where? Are we going to have to look for him in hell again?" The slim man asked.

Faelyn denied the man's concerns, saying that if the convergence were a portal to hell, they would get invaded every time it happened.

In the hundreds of books that the elf woman had read, Ozin explained that he believed the portal could take a person to a world in a separate dimension, away from the prying eyes of the gods.

"Well, then… We just have to wait for the next convergence and get in that portal!" The strong man said with enthusiasm.

"The next one will happen over fifty years from now… We can't wait that long," Faelyn replied.

"Besides, we don't know what's on the other side of the portal—What if that dimension has nothing, and we just land into a void?" the elf continued.

The slim man sighed in defeat and sat beside the elven woman, opening one of the books and sharing the load of the research.

"Sylas…" the burly man muttered in disbelief.

"The quicker we find the information we need, the faster we find Dante… Just sit down and read, Soren," Sylas said with an indifferent tone.

"Argh, fine!" Soren grunted, landing his heavy frame on the chair and skimming through one of the books.

The trio spent a few hours in silence, reading through the pages left by Sage Ozin, and when Soren was about to fall asleep while reading one of the tomes, he found something that caught his attention.

"Faelyn… Look here," the man beckoned the elf.

When the elf grabbed the book and glanced at its contents, her eyes widened with surprise, letting out a small gasp.

"What is it?" Sylas asked.

The book detailed the experiments of Sage Ozin trying to produce the effects of the Celestial Alignment Convergence in his own tower, and mentioned the names of other mages around the world who had been trying the same thing.

However, the notes didn't say if the experiment was a success, and there were many different methods listed, so the book didn't give the trio a clear answer on what they were looking for.

"Hmm, we got a few more locations we should check out from this…" Faelyn said as she finished skimming through the book.

"It said that Netherius, Wolfram, Kerm… Even Asphodel was researching the convergence," she continued, naming different people of interest.

"Half of those names could be pretty troublesome…" Sylas commented. However, he still noted that all of those people had one thing in common—none of them were still around.

With more objectives in their sights, the trio decided it was time to leave the library after having spent months reading through Ozin's research.

Before leaving, Faelyn reminisced about the last moment they saw Dante when he used a powerful spell to destroy himself and the evil god.

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As soon as the spell detonated, Faelyn could sense Dante's mana disappearing, which was different from how it felt when someone passed away.

Moreover, the evil god didn't even die from the attack but was at least weakened enough for Goddess Aelara to intervene, sealing him away with the other gods.

With doubts about Dante's death, the elf told the rest of the party her concerns and decided they would investigate a way to look for the warlock.

Eventually, their search led them to Ozin's Library, located at the top of a cold, snowy mountain that was riddled with monsters. Nevertheless, it wasn't much of a challenge for the warlock's party to reach the area without trouble.

*Sigh* The elf tiredly sighed and dropped her shoulders lower.

'Dante… Where the hell did you go?' She pondered.