Chapter 210: Drawing a New World
Translator: imperfectluck Editor: Pranav
I still rembered when the Lion King Frigid Nightmare had asked , in the snowy mountain, what my most fundantal magic was and how I learned of magic. I had laughed out loud at the ti.
“I’ve already found it; it’s always been by my side. My magic is to draw my ntal world, in which case all I need is a paintbrush.”
That’s right, after re-obtaining the Ice Treader Soul Imprint, my path of ice and snow was quite clear now. I would follow nature, imitate nature, recreate nature, and surpass nature!
“Fundantal magic—Ice and Snow Brush.”
Materializing the ice elent and changing its form was just a basic-level snow and ice sculpting technique, which every mage knew how to use. After all, before tossing out any ice shards, you would have to at least make them sharp enough to harm others. Ice magic wasn’t the only one to have this basic spell; all elental magic, as well as other types of magic and techniques, had the sa concept.
“Using magic to control the elents to create a stone wall or an ice sculpture is sothing that perhaps any acolyte could accomplish. Yet I doubt any of those novices know how much really goes into the magic. After all, all they’re doing is imitating what they’ve learned as they utter the incantations and pay the required amount of mana. As for how magic fundantally works, I doubt any of them would think too much of it.”
“Elental sculpting? The most basic elental spell with zero attack power? Haha! It seems we’ve t an incredible apprentice. We thought that we’d et yet another idiot who was allured by high-level magic and would choose so strong attack magic. Yep, I definitely wasn’t talking about my first-generation partner. He may have been an idiot, but he was a nice guy.”
I still rembered how when I had chosen elental sculpting, those old weirdos were laughing so happily, as if I had done sothing amazing.
Elental sculpting may be simple, but it was the foundational magic for every other type of magic out there. It was only the simplest rearranging of the elents, and by itself, it basically had zero attack power. Yet I still had unhesitatingly chosen it.
“Hu! Controlling magic, synchronizing it with the elents in nature, communicating with the elents, calculating the shape desired, transmitting your will into creating the shape, paying the required amount of mana, gathering the attracted elent, arranging it into the necessary shape, and completing the sculpture are the basic steps for normal elental sculpting. But if it’s to be used as a fundantal magic, it must be like an instinct; only one step is necessary—telling the elent what you want. The rest will all be skipped.”
I extended my arms and caused formless female ice fairies to appear. The mont they appeared, they started frowning with their delicate eyelashes. It was obvious that the thick earth elent here made it difficult for them to breathe. This was no environnt they enjoyed being in.
Yet, under my willpower, they still began to dance and create the scene in my mind.
These ethereal fairies showed their true forms in the air. One, two, ten, a horde, countless numbers. The ice fairies on the outer circle began creating an isolated area, while the dancing ice fairies in the middle were dripping with silvery-white light and created a huge ice river where the droplets fell.
These crystal-clear fairies weren’t true existences. They were creations of the combination of my magic and the ice elent. In the past, I could only use forbidden spells to see them, but now, casting my fundantal magic required their aid. They were a source that even fundantal magic couldn’t reach.
A massive ice mountain suddenly appeared in this windy and sandy location. Before this mountain, even a mountain giant was nothing more than a dwarf. Unlike its image in my mind, this was an actual, real ice mountain; even in the mortal plane, I would be unable to create such a large ice mountain. The speed of fundantal magic ant that I would conserve a large amount of mana, which was the only way I could create such a large ice mountain domain.
“Since I now have the paint and brush, let’s begin drawing.”
For a Silver-ranked mage to do all this would be considered unbelievable, but for , this was just the beginning. What I was about to do next was the second reason I needed to be far away from the prying eyes of the Gods.
“Now, then, let’s create a world that belongs only to . Recreate, Wall of Frozen Earth!”
I chose to reincarnate to cultivate again rather than fixing up my phylactery, mostly because a SemiGod undead was limited in potential, and my future opponents were far too strong.
With the onset of the Elental Tide, invaders from various planes would revisit the mortal plane and enjoy the Holy War. But the most difficult part to deal with of all would be the revival of those ancient Gods.
“Forget about the others; no matter how strong they are, I can at least attempt sothing. If the two highest Goddesses of Chaos and Order revive—no, they don’t even need to revive—if they only send out a part of their will, all we could probably do is watch and helplessly laugh.”
Yep, I considered it. If my plan still had any holes in it, it would be that the two Goddesses of Chaos and Order ended up reviving, or if they noticed that sothing was wrong and forced themselves to revive prematurely even at the cost of injuring themselves, and what would happen in that scenario.
“Who cares! We’d just all die in three seconds flat. After all, even I can’t block a casual attack from them, even if they’re currently weakened. This has nothing to do with power levels; after all, they’re the children of the Goddess of Creation, the true rulers of this world. They were born with this special power.”
That was what Ayer had said when he ntioned how he wouldn’t be able to stand up to them for even three seconds. He had such a relaxed expression, as if he had accepted this long ago. For , however, even if their power was impossible to resist against as I expected, once I finally truly confird that their powers were high to the point of completely being helpless, I still felt bitter inside. After all, if a plan had a critical flaw from the very start, it would cause anyone to despair. And in that “future,” there was nobody that could stop the revival of the two Goddesses, which ended up causing the world’s catastrophe.
Eich created this world, and her power was inherited by the Order and Chaos Goddesses. That ant that any life, concept, or item born whatsoever either belonged to Chaos or Order, with zero exceptions.
That ant that all residents of this world were utilizing this world’s power. For the two Goddesses, it was no different from using fire to attack a fire elental; simply aningless.
Then, did this an that they were truly undefeatable?
Perhaps, for everyone else, this was true. I, however, still denied it.
I wasn’t a soul from this world, nor was I obeying the cycle of reincarnation!
Even if there was a natural law in this world that made the attacks of this world’s residents ineffective against the Goddess of Creation, my soul wasn’t from this world to begin with. The Power of Law I created was destined to be their natural counter.
Yet just this alone wouldn’t be enough. The Power of Law tended towards protection and was Chaos among Order. Only having the power to defend wouldn’t give any chances at victory. If it could be considered a solid shield, I still required a sharp sword—one that could threaten even the highest of all Gods.
How to find sothing that was even more powerful than the Goddess of Creation was destined to be an unsolvable paradox.
Yet what I excelled at the most was to find a solution when there was supposed to be none. At this mont, even if there was clearly no correct solution in front of , I was still going to forcibly create one of my own. If I didn’t mind that I would have to use crooked thods and devious ans, then there was indeed an answer.
“If I can’t find anything in this world, then I’ll just have to create a new world.”
Yep, even I myself found it unbelievable, but I was indeed intending to challenge the Goddess of Creation’s right to create worlds.
“You’re literally insane!”
“Heh, you just learned this?”
Alright then, just ntioning this very idea of mine made Ayer think that I had gone insane, but since my enemy was the highest Goddess of all, who had created this entire world, any normal thod would be ineffective from the very start. No normal person would even think of challenging the Chaos and Order Goddesses. If I went about it with insanity from the very start, perhaps I might have a slim chance at victory.
How to create a world? Um, I don’t know either... Fine then, this was a far too difficult process for , but I could imitate—imitate the true Goddess of Creation of this world, Eich.
Since her power separated into the two powers of Order and Chaos, then did that an I could comprehend Eich herself as the combination of Order and Chaos? In that case, could I understand it as the “Goddess of Creation” requiring both powers and identities as part of Chaos and Order? And that her soul couldn’t be a part of this world she created herself, in order to prevent being bound to it?
When I ca up with this conclusion, my first reaction was instead to...
“System, be honest with , did you plot this from the very beginning? Why did you provide with this physical body containing two different types of powers? No, I should say, why did you entice into choosing this physical body?”
Rembering back to that scene, this physical body and the other available bodies were completely on different levels, and the points required were just perfect, so choosing this one seed only natural. And when I saw Ayer again after that, he even exclaid, “I have no idea how you recovered to having such a body with just so little blood left; it’s truly amazing, just like the Goddess of Creation’s power.”
But my question only received a mysterious response.
[...]
Alright, I won’t comnt on why it’s obviously refusing to answer but still gave an ellipsis. It’s basically just trying to say “there is no treasure buried here” when there really was, but from a certain standpoint, its silent admittance definitely caused to sense a plot.
But before I could challenge it or threaten it by saying I wasn’t going to do anything anymore, my system spoke up first.
[We’re on the sa side, and our goal is the sa. You die, I die. You live, I live.]
In the end, the System was serious for once in a rare occurrence. It answered using the standpoint of its personal survival. Even if it didn’t directly answer what I asked, its intention was obvious—”I won’t say the specifics, but we’re on the sa side, so I didn’t do wrong by you this ti. Rather the opposite; this selection was correct all along, and your guess is also correct.]
Of course, I couldn’t be satisfied with such a vague response. However, the system had accompanied for over three hundred years already, and I still hadn’t found any thods to make it materialize so I could beat it up. In the end, I could only helplessly accept it.
Alright, after resolving the question of how to go about being a Creator, what was remaining was just how to create, and what to create.
What to create was decided from the very start. Of course, I would create the scenery which left the deepest impression in my soul—that frozen Northlands was the ho in my heart. Transforming it into my creation was my only choice to begin with.
And as for how to create it, that was even easier. All I had to do was imitate Eich.
Eich used the four elents to create the world, and those four elents were supplied by the Four Elental Planes. The Four Elental Planes’ history was even longer than the Chaos and Order Goddesses, and directly using elental power was even one of Chaos’ powers. However, using the power of the four elents to create a new world was outside of the two Goddesses’ divine powers.
I didn’t need to create a true new world. All I needed to do was create my ntal world of the “Infallible Diffindor” here again as well as recreate the northern frozen planes that were etched into my soul. Just creating a small isolated world would be enough.
Perhaps this isolated world would beco an existence that could even threaten the Goddesses of Chaos and Order. Perhaps, as long as I could pull the two Goddesses into this isolated world, we’d have a chance at victory. Perhaps this isolated world would be able to cancel out their Divine Obligations and cut them off from the limitless power supplied to them by the world of Eich. There were too many possibilities that were impossible to calculate, but at the very least, we would finally have so chance at victory.
When I ca to this realization, I began my preparations. From reaching my goal to the steps that were necessary, after my hard work all this ti, I had quite a few pieces in my hand.
Lacking in magical logic? Margaret and Alia both provided with large amounts of information, and the information on the elents gotten from—okay, stolen from Karo City were precious as well, but what gave the biggest clue was Elisa.
She was able to use the elents of ice and fire that countered each other to create her own Soul Imprint, which gave a huge clue. At the very least, it proved that the relationship between the elents wasn’t as simple as countering each other.
“The four elents that create the world? In Eich, it’s wind, fire, water, and earth, which is basically the exact sa as my previous world of Earth. When Earth was still ruled by idealism, the east believed that the world consisted of ‘earth, water, fire, and wind,’ while the west also believed in the four elents of ‘earth, wind, water, and fire.’ In a way, everything was astonishingly similar.”
Lacking in actual logic required to create a world? The above was doubtlessly the best evidence of all. All I had to do was lay on the four elents. The ancient curse known as the Seal of the Four Elents that created an isolated, sealed dinsion was doubtlessly another form of creation as well.
Needing to use four different types of elental magic simultaneously? Hehe! Now you realize why I spent so much effort on developing the Four Elental Swordcasters, and why they could obviously use more than four sword seals but I still addressed them by this na.
When the four elental sword seals activated simultaneously, they would be able to create a relatively perfect elental loop. Now then, this part was down pat already, but the next part was rather problematic. In order to create a sword seal that could be the foundation for an entire new world, the materials I needed would have to be at a minimum at a God Equipnt’s level.
Earlier, the only item I possessed which t those requirents was Sidunwar’s Ocean Bottle. With only one God Equipnt, I wouldn’t even be able to take the first step of my experint. Luckily, after ‘killing’ Emordilorcan on that day, he left a gray Earth Elental Heart behind for , which was also a God Equipnt-level elental material.
Currently, runes were inscribed all over these two God Equipnt, and they were already beginning to create internally within themselves. Of course, in terms of level, the Earth Elental Heart was far inferior to Sidunwar’s Ocean Bottle, but it was still good enough for an experint. As long as it succeeded, I could always prepare new substitute materials.
What substitute materials? How about Emordilorcan’s real Earth Elental Heart after defeating him here? This would be the exact sa thing but higher quality, and the divine soul contained within it would be perfect for being one of the four pillars of birthing a new world.
Yep, from the very start, I didn’t have good intentions.
All the problems were solved, all the obstacles were dealt with, and all the various assortnts of necessary pieces were collected. Finally, it was ti for the critical first step.
It was just drawing the frozen Northlands in my heart with elental power, but after reaching this step, just creating a magical version of the world in my mind could never satisfy . What I wanted was to use my own paintbrush to create a true new world! This was the path that I chose!
“Hehe, co, Original Sin Demon Form, War Angel!”
A blinding golden light and molten magma red crossed with each other. After pain shot through my entire body, they naturally combined with each other and emanated a calm, white light, akin to the sunrise.
When too many colors mixed together, they would either beco an endless pitch-black or a peaceful combination of pure-white. Without a doubt, this white light represented a miracle. The Order and Chaos bloodline from the sa source was actually beginning to combine.
If it weren’t for reaching this step, perhaps I never would have realized that the “Arbitrator Bloodline” that I possessed with two seemingly contradictory talents was supposed to be used from the very start by combining them.
My feelings mysteriously managed to calm down, as everything around entered my senses. My molten skin transford into dark-red runic armor, and my body naturally began floating in midair. Under the fra of a demon’s aty wings were also the wings of light that only the highest-level angels could possess. I was filled with limitless power.
For any fanatic believer, this form, which represented Chaos and Order within one body, would be the greatest sin of all. If it weren’t for the fact that the Earth Elental Plane blocked off the view of the Gods, trouble would likely instantly co looking for .
I also knew that my ti was limited.
Just a few seconds used up much of my mana. Under this form, my magic power was comparable to any Legend-ranked archmage, but I wouldn’t be able to maintain it for more than a few seconds.
“Whether I live or die will depend on this next step.”
Even if I had already ford my theory, there were still too many holes in it, and don’t even ntion the differences between theory and actually putting it into practice. But right now, I didn’t have any way to continually experint; I couldn’t change the course of the arrow that I had shot!
“Recreate, Wall of Eternal Ice.”
In the ice mountain, Sidunwar’s Ocean Bottle was beginning to shine with a snow-white light, while that Earth Elental Heart was also beginning to float in midair. Its earthen-yellow light had already created a vicious sandstorm. If it weren’t for the fact that I had already set up an ice and snow barrier, probably anyone even thousands of kiloters away would be able to see this phenonon.
The Earth Elental Heart was struggling, as if it knew its end was coming, but it now had nowhere it could escape.
“Only having ice and snow won’t be a true world. In that case, let this world of ice and snow have its own true frozen earth.”
While sothing was happening in the Earth Elental Plane, the divine domain where the Gods resided suffered an earthquake, or perhaps it should be terd as a dinsional quake.
Indeed, apart from incredibly few existences, they weren’t able to see through to the Elental Planes, but so things didn’t require vision to detect.
“Lord Ayer, I have an inquiry from the Gods. The Temple of Fate suddenly had an earthquake, which indicated that sothing critically important must have happened, but when they asked the God of Fate, the God of Fate only shook his head and did not say anything. Now, rumors are flying everywhere and the situation is quite chaotic, which is why the Gods are requesting your presence for a discussion.”
The ssenger, Flying Wing Airos was once a famous hero in the mortal plane, who gained fa for being able to fly a thousand kiloters in a single night. However, in the Death God’s main sanctuary, he was nothing more than a low-ranked ssenger who didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.
“...That’s why they’re coming to ask ? Usually, they don’t even know how to self-reflect.”
Ayer’s calm words had a tinge of dissatisfaction to them. When faced with one of the most ancient Gods of all, the Death God, even God Envoys would be filled with fear. If Ayer decided to vent his displeasure against the Gods on Airos, he wouldn’t even be able to escape as he was only a re heroic spirit.
“Wait a mont, I’ll co along with you. I just happen to have a few things to chat about.”
This seed too good to be true, and Airos was delighted to hear such words, but Ayer continued speaking.
“Go ahead without , I’ll co after I make so preparations.”
What else could Airos say? He hurriedly left as if he had been spared from so punishnt. The Death God’s sanctuary was far too much pressure for him to bear.
But right after Airos left, the cold-faced Ayer suddenly broke out into laughter, and the sandbox behind him began to automatically rearrange its sand. The next mont, Roland and the situation around him was shown in front of the Death God.
“Roland, you interesting fellow, you truly dare to do what nobody else does. You even managed to find the correct path. Perhaps everything truly will be able to change because of you.”
If anyone else had been present, they likely would never have expected to see Ayer who was famous for being cold-faced for thousands of years to be smiling in such satisfaction. In the next mont, the Death God began moving, but before he left, his black-robed arm lightly slapped down on the sandbox.
*Boom!*
All of the sand turned into nothing but loose sand, and in the next second, Karo’s connection to the mortal plane was entirely cut off—no, it should be said that the entire Earth Elental Plane’s connection was cut off.
After that, though, Ayer began hesitating, and then he slapped the sandbox three more tis.
*Slap* *Slap* *Slap*
This ti, the Wind, Water, and Fire Elental Planes were also cut off from the mortal plane. Only then did Ayer leave in self-satisfaction.
“What excuse should I use? A sudden dinsional quake shattered the barrier between dinsions, causing a temporary stoppage in the connection between dinsions, especially the Elental Planes. It will not be possible to reach them until several months later. Yep, this is a nice excuse.”
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