Chapter 601: Chapter 544 Neil Stinson (4000-word chapter!)_2
At this mont, the answer was revealed, and surprise was inevitable.
The silhouette vaguely demonstrated the power of that ancient goddess, seemingly comparable to the Master of the Crucible, the Lord of Light?
Tang Qi imdiately wondered if Ralph’s actions could have any repercussions.
Soon, he shook his head.
With that projection, Ralph had created the “Life Spell”, a deed entirely different from rlin mutating into a Corpse Witch by stealing the Divine Authority of the Death God.
Especially since the provided “Divine Source” of rules was not the goddess herself and would go undetected. Naturally, there would be no repercussions left behind.
Realizing this, Tang Qi breathed a sigh of relief.
He did not continue his experints, nor did he search for the origins of other witchcrafts. The recent activities had once again made him feel weak.
The wounds to his soul were not so easily healed.
However, one thing was certain: although he had temporarily lost Diana and paid the price of Sun rit, Tang Qi’s combat power had once again seen a significant increase.
Professional Level?
No, as long as the supply of Magic Power, transford from pure Divinity, was sufficient, he could even take on a “Demigod” alone.
Confidence ca from his ntal imaginings of spells like the Life Spell, Soul Splitting Spell, Guardian Spell, Body Control Spell… these witchcrafts, in the hands of Tang Qi, would unleash their true power. Add to this his newly acquired “Transformation Spell,” and a “Word Spirit Spell” given to Sally by a Professor who deed him unable to pass judgnt long ago.
A powerful, mysterious wizard was thus born.
“Hmm, compared to my previous combination of Chaga Fighting Technique and being a lter Wizard, my current self, casting these witchcrafts, seems more like a frail, thin-skinned witch.”
“Of course, if soone wishes to fight up close, I will not refuse.”
As Tang Qi mumbled in his mind, he cheerfully pulled out an object from the depths of Gluttony.
The Death God’s Shell!
Blowing the conch shell with ease, Uorca, the familiar Death God’s Representative, descended in the chaotic room.
“Shaless wizard, Uorca is the great Death God’s Representative, not soone you can summon at will…”
Uorca, who had descended, clearly rembered the previous occasion when Tang Qi had summoned him to “diate,” only to almost kill him.
Just as he was about to rant, he suddenly saw a small, weird skull imbued with the true Power of the Death God, floating in Tang Qi’s palm.
His words were abruptly cut off, and then Tang Qi saw.
Uorca, who always maintained a cold, mysterious deanor, seed to distort due to the excitent, tentacles eagerly reaching out to sweep away the skull but quickly rembering sothing, and abruptly stopping mid-air.
Imdiately, those exaggerated tentacles gathered together, and he shifted over cautiously.
With a chilling tone, he uttered words that gave one goosebumps.
“My dearest, most powerful wizard friend, please forgive my previous prejudices. You are the most generous and trustworthy of all my friends. You summoned here to fulfill our prior agreent, correct?”
“As the great Death God’s Representative, I, Uorca, will represent the Death God Camp to express our most sincere thanks, you’ve gained our collective friendship.”
As he said the second sentence, Uorca’s tone beca extrely solemn and respectful.
Hearing this, Tang Qi’s eyes flickered, and he proactively passed over the “skull” representing a portion of the Death God Authority.
At the sa ti, he replied earnestly:
“May our friendship last forever!”
Uorca, who had already wrapped his tentacles around the skull and swiftly encased it within himself, seed to be montarily stunned by Tang Qi’s cooperation and for not being “extorted” this ti.
Clearly, their last transaction had left a bit of a psychological shadow.
But now, Uorca felt he might’ve been too harsh on the young wizard, thinking: Being chosen as the leader by that group of witches, he’s certainly not the kind of greedy, deceitful wizard.
“May our friendship last forever!”
Uorca replied just as sincerely.
Without any contract or promise, the words spoken by both ant more than any agreent, in a sense.
The Death God Camp is known in the Mysterious Side as one of the most untouchable groups and the hardest to deal with.
However, if one can earn their recognition or even their friendship, these cold beings associated with death can beco very endearing.
Although at first glance, Tang Qi had given up a “Death God Skull”—a Demigod Level curiosity, suggesting a massive loss—
In reality, the skull had been promised to Uorca by Tang Qi beforehand.
Though Tang Qi had committed a number of contractual deceptions, they were all based on fair negotiations between both parties, with each benefiting from an asymtry of information that helped Tang Qi win.
But a “verbal promise” is different; it doesn’t involve the gambling of contents. Having promised, the skull was not a life-or-death curiosity to Tang Qi, thus he would fulfill the commitnt.
And gaining the “collective friendship” of the Death God Camp was an unexpected bonus.
Truly considering Tang Qi a friend, Uorca did not vanish quickly after taking the skull like last ti.
Instead, he carefully secured the skull, gathered his tentacles, and floated over, intending to chit-chat with Tang Qi.
However, his first sentence imdiately made Tang Qi roll his eyes.
“My friend, do you have any unfulfilled regrets?”
Uorca spoke with his icy voice.
Clearly, this was his “professional habit.”
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