Chapter 577: Chapter 39 The Divine King’s Gaze
“You’ve probably slept for about five hundred years, give or take so. I’m not very sensitive to ti, so please forgive .”
The voice of the World Mushroom was as dull as ever; five hundred years were hardly more than a nap to him.
“Five hundred years… that’s really long. If I stayed in that perfect world any longer, my soul might have been exhausted within this year.”
Richard stood up, the mycelium in front of him parted, revealing a path leading to the outside world.
Entering the Secret Realm, Richard stretched his body. But as soon as he moved, he sensed that sothing was off about his body.
He waved his left hand, and a dark red power of the Abyss burst forth from his fingertips.
“The power of the Abyss, have I been corrupted?”
Richard was startled, and the last scene of the Divine Ascension war flashed through his mind. At the final mont of the Abyss Demon’s life, it chose to self-destruct in a bid to take him down with it.
If he rembered correctly, his body seed to have been seriously injured.
With a thought, Richard’s overwhelming spiritual power surged from his head. After making the ultimate leap, Richard’s spiritual power had undergone a qualitative leap.
His spiritual power was about ten tis stronger than during the period of the Three Rings.
This is almost the difference between a Wizard Apprentice and a Wizard.
He could also clearly feel a significant enhancent in his ability to carry rules—a single rule would no longer be his limit.
As his spiritual power coursed through his body, Richard’s expression beca increasingly amazed.
“Is this… a second heart?”
Through his spiritual power’s probing, Richard discovered that his body organs were almost entirely different from before his advancent, with the most prominent feature being the second heart beating in his right chest.
This heart was the starting point of the Abyss power’s circulation within Richard’s body. Starting from it, a system exclusive to the power of the Abyss operated independently yet complented Richard’s own circulatory system.
As long as Richard desired, the two could rge into one at any ti.
“Is this the Abyss Transformation Ulysses ntioned before?”
Confirming the condition of his body, Richard imdiately thought of what Ulysses had previously said. Many divine beings from the Gods Civilization would willingly infect themselves with the Abyss to gain its power.
Given his circumstances at the ti… Richard’s mind raced, and he could almost conclude that he had achieved symbiosis with the Abyss.
“Is this what it ans to coexist with the Abyss? It doesn’t look so bad.”
A wisp of Abyss Magic intertwined with the power of the Abyss erged from Richard’s fingertips. Under his manipulation, it continuously attracted elents in the air, forming a fireball imbued with the Abyss aura.
With a casual wave, the fireball exploded in the air, resembling a blooming Fire Flower.
Richard assessed the power of the spell, furrowing his brows slightly: “Why is there no change in power? Could it be that the power of the Abyss rely infects witchcraft with the Abyss corruption?”
The power of this fireball was no different from one constructed purely with Magic Power, except it carried the Abyss aura.
But soon, Richard understood the reason behind the phenonon.
“I must have gotten muddled from sleeping,” Richard gently knocked his head and shook it in self-deprecation. “The power of Elental Magic cos from the elents. Unless the energy itself can attract elents, the power of the spell won’t change.
That Soul Secret Realm really had an effect; such a simple mistake shouldn’t have happened.”
Changing his focus, Richard began conducting energy witchcraft experints using Abyss Magic.
BOOM!
A dark red thunderbolt struck from Richard’s fingertip, landing accurately on a target.
Richard checked the energy level and was greatly shocked in his heart.
“How can it be so high!”
On the target, the energy level of the dark red thunderbolt was one hundred and fifty—a number not impressive enough to even harm Richard’s hair. However, with only Magic Power, the sa thunderbolt would have an energy level of just one hundred.
In other words, after mixing in the power of the Abyss, the witchcraft’s power increased by a full fifty percent and even carried Abyss corruption.
“If the Abyss Magic containing mixed power of the Abyss is already so strong, wouldn’t pure Abyss power be even stronger?”
With a thought, the pure power of the Abyss within Richard began to stir. The energy changed at Richard’s fingertips following the Magic Model, but quickly, the stable Magic Model beca chaotic.
With a “bang,” the cluster of Abyss power suddenly exploded.
Richard casually gathered the Abyss aura in the air, musing, “Incompatible, huh?”
The witchcraft of a Wizard is designed for the Wizard’s Magic Power; it’s normal for alien energy like the power of the Abyss to be incompatible with a witchcraft model.
Then Richard perford several more witchcraft experints, and from them, he drew a rough conclusion.
The higher the proportion of the power of the Abyss in the Abyss Magic, the less stable the witchcraft model becos, but correspondingly, the spell’s power also greatly increases.
In extre conditions, the amplification of the Abyss power can approach double. In other words, without modifying the Magic Model, the power of the Abyss can nearly double the spell’s energy level for free.
“No wonder there’s a deliberate infection with the Abyss. Such amplification would probably make every Wizard want to be infected.”
For the ti being, the matter of the Abyss was settled, and Richard continued to adapt to his body.
Upon becoming a fourth-level being, Richard could clearly feel a transparent barrier around his world, as if he were seeing the world through glasses.
This was Richard’s first ti feeling the Veil so intuitively.
He attempted to remove these “glasses,” but regardless of whether he used spiritual power, magic power, or the Power of Abyss, he couldn’t dispel this barrier.
“Master, to enter behind the veil, you need to find a gap in the veil, or create one using the Power of Dinsion.”
The voice of the World Mushroom suddenly whispered in Richard’s ear, causing him to pause slightly before realizing that the World Mushroom was also a World Master.
“Gap… Power of Dinsion…”
Richard looked around and found that the entire Secret Realm was flawless, with no so-called gap at all. And the Power of Dinsion…
Upon realizing the Power of Dinsion, Richard imdiately sensed the phantom power entangled around him. This phantom power was divided into two strands; one was neutral and calm, without any characteristics, much like a Wizard’s magic power. The other strand had a gentle aura, akin to the warm spring sun—soft and warming.
“Eh, sothing’s wrong, why do I have two kinds of Power of Dinsion?”
Richard suddenly realized the oddity; it was normal for him to have the Power of Dinsion from the Wizard Dinsion, considering his stake in that. But what was this other gentle Power of Dinsion?
Before he could end his confusion, a grand and majestic voice echoed in his ear.
“Sage, congratulations on completing the trial. I am the Eternal God King, waiting for you in the Pantheon.”
The voice disappeared, leaving Richard feeling as if he were cracking and turning to stone.
No, why would the Divine King notice him? He was just a puny Fourth Level being; what rit could attract the attention of the Divine King?
But co to think of it, he was the only successful one on the path of achieving godhood through great achievents, so being watched by the Divine King was indeed fitting.
But now, Richard faced a dilemma: should he go or not?
“World Mushroom! Where’s Ulysses?” Richard called out to the World Mushroom.
“Master, old crow fell into slumber after sending you in. So far, he shows no signs of awakening.”
“Still not awake?”
“Yes, Master. But I can feel that his power is reviving. Soon, he should awaken.”
“Your ‘soon,’ specifically how long is it?”
“One or two centuries, Master. I think you should get used to your new identity. One or two centuries are just a short rest for us.”
A short rest?
Richard rubbed his head. Given this ‘short rest,’ it seed that the esteed God King should forgive him for being a little late.
…
In the Gods’ Dinsion, a creature resembling a galaxy floated before Richard’s Divine Statue.
Behind it was a vast, practically endless Temple, filled with countless Divine Statues of various forms. And deep within the Temple, three massive Thrones indicated the extraordinary nature of those seated upon them.
“A new Main God is about to erge through the path of achieving godhood by great achievents.”
A voice suddenly ca from behind the galaxy creature, and shortly after, a towering creature bearing two crows on his shoulders and holding a long spear walked beside it from one of the Thrones.
“Protean, what are you doing here?” The galaxy creature uttered a majestic voice.
“I’m not doing anything.” The Protean God King chuckled, “I just noticed that the Pantheon gained a new mber, so I ca to have a look.”
The galaxy creature wasn’t fooled by the words of the Protean God King and straightforwardly said, “This person is mine. I haven’t even settled scores with you for tricking away that god of war last ti. You don’t think you can trick this one away too.”
The Protean God King, unoffended, continued to chuckle, “Eternal, don’t be so stingy, it’s just a Main God. With so many capable people under you, one less won’t hurt.”
“Just a Main God?” The voice of the Eternal God King suddenly intensified, “If it’s just a Main God, why don’t you give two?”
There are only about a dozen Main Gods in the entire Pantheon. Divided among each God King, that’s just a few per person.
Unlike the contribution system of the Wizard Civilization, the power in the Gods’ Dinsion is divided by Divine Systems. In other words, the more people you have, and the stronger your power, the more power you can control.
And the weight of a Main God is almost equivalent to a Divine System without one.
“Eh, Eternal, your family is vast, but I’m just a wanderer; I don’t have such a big heritage.”
The Protean God King was not upset, no matter what the Eternal God King claid, he couldn’t let him take away his own person.
“This young fellow called Sage seems to play magic the sa way I do. My Rune aligns very well with him.”
“Impossible, Protean, give up on it.”
“Negotiate a little more. You see, last ti you took away that little crow, I didn’t say anything. That’s still a high-tier god, isn’t it?”
“Are you calling that a robbery? It was mine in the first place; the world being overrun by the Abyss was what forced him to stay with you for a while!”
“Really can’t negotiate?”
“Absolutely not!”
“Oh well, then it’s each relying on their own abilities.”
Before the words finished, the Protean God King suddenly waved his long spear, pointing at Richard’s Divine Statue. The Eternal God King, surprised by the shaless move of his old rival, didn’t manage to stop him in ti.
In the next mont, a Rune, along with a ssage, was transmitted into Richard’s body as he was adapting to his new status.
“Sage, I am the Protean God King. I feel we have much in common. This is a greeting gift, perhaps we can talk when you arrive at the Pantheon in the future.”
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