The world calls him the Silver Storm.
As one of the Twelve Leaders of Sorcerers of the Droloa Witches, his fame spread across the Earth when Erune was yet to be established, and his legend is older than the songs of Bards.
The kings of the Mortal World tremble before him, and the Four Great Sanctuaries must retreat three steps facing this white-haired old man. He is the Peak of Silver Mountain, and even the Giant Dragons bow in the face of his pride.
If there is such a person, his name must be William Pest.
The folk engravings depict the image of this Great Mage, stiffly dressed in a silver Sky Robe with wave designs, holding the Magic Wand ’Draka’—in Rune Language, the Scepter means ’Ruler of the Sky’, reading out the Twelve Articles of Bujia to the monks of the Holy Hall in the Lion Heart Holy Palace, today appearing vividly before everyone.
Macaro and all others were stiffened. To the nobles of Erune, even the Emperor of the Cruz people was a supreme identity, a big shot causing people to hold their breath. But William Pest, he existed only in storybooks, a legendary existence.
In the Year of Revelation (Chaos 1517), the Light Holy Temple threatened the male witches not to participate in the Holy War; though the Bujia people inherently practiced isolationism, the Mankind’s threat ignited their anger. Three months later, in the Flame River Month War, the Bujia responded with three Floating Cities.
The folk engravings depict the result of that battle, the Silver Storm swept over the Holy Temple’s highest power, the White Book Knights, a person charged into the Lion Heart Holy Palace, reading out Bujia’s Twelve Articles to the Seventh Pope, forcing Fanzan to bow and admit fault.
The deterrent power of that battle remained in everyone’s heart, lasting to today.
"Didn’t expect it would be you, Master William." Brand stood up and smiled wryly as if among all present, only he could still speak. He joked, "Really beyond my expectation, isn’t the Silver Candle Society always monitoring the movements in the wilderness south of Madara? I thought the witchers wouldn’t be so idle."
William paused, looked at him deeply. Then smiled lightly, "Little friend Brand, it seems you know quite well the scene above Vaun’s sky; it’s a pity my those pedantic subordinates still think the Mortal World knows little about them, allowing them to maintain that ridiculous sense of mystery."
The arrogance of Bujia Wizards makes them consider themselves the Observers and Controllers of Vaun’s sky; the Rune Magic Wand in William’s hand symbolizes one of the highest powers of the Silver Alliance, the Mysterious Staff ’Draka,’ its fundamental meaning is the Authority to rule the sky.
The Mortals cannot touch the sky, naturally won’t rashly offend these Silver People. Perhaps the Dragon might have complaints, but this innately lazy race may not come to demand justice for a title.
Moreover, the Silver People would not fear them.
"To the Mortals, you are indeed very mysterious." Brand replied with a smile, "It’s just that I happen to know quite a bit about the world of the sorcerers, I heard long ago the Silver Candle Society established a fortress south of Erune for surveillance, is it called Nai Aoqi? You plan to strike Madara?"
"You little guy, no need to beat around the bush to extract a word from me. The Silver People won’t intervene in the Mortal World’s wars, what we’re monitoring is something else, moreover, that bone skeleton might not be a big deal for you, right?" For Brand’s probing, William wasn’t really angry but rather smiled lightly and answered directly, "...The reason I came this time is because you’ve discovered something astonishing."
Speaking of the Sky Blue Spear, Brand also fell silent. An astonishing thing, the Holy Spear Sky Dome truly counts as one, the Sky Blue Knights used it to shatter the sky, a Divine Artifact, even the folk and players alike always believed it was just a legend, but who could have thought it truly exists in the world.
Yet Brand understood better than anyone present, this leader of the Droloa Witchers likely didn’t come here just due to interest in the Sky Blue Spear itself.
Indeed, William continued, "But what concerns me even more is the reason for its appearance. The Mercury Wand... forget it, and the reaction you caused. Ancient Divine Artifacts appearing one after another on Earth, already drawing much attention."
Brand listened quietly, because he understood: the impending turmoil era is upon us, beginning with Madara’s rise, Vaun will plunge into a long-term era of chaos and warfare.