"Finally back, judging by your look, I guess your companion couldn’t be saved."
In the Abyssal Archive, the King of Titans looked at Richard, with an expression of "just knew it would be like this" on his face.
"It seems you had already made a prediction in your mind."
The King of Titans waved his hand, and two chairs appeared in the archive. He pointed to one of them, his tone extrely calm.
"If you often explore destiny, you will discover one thing. That is, when you find sothing can be salvaged, often it’s already too late.
I call this the mockery of destiny, and when such mockery is magnified to a civilization, we call it the waves of history."
Richard sat down on the chair, and his expression could hardly be called pleasant.
"These words sound disagreeable, is destiny really a naughty child? Cruel and naive."
"This taphor is good," said the King of Titans with a hint of surprise on his face as he took his seat, "Cruel and naive, it’s a good taphor.
But destiny is indeed like this. If it truly had a form, it would certainly be as you have said."
The two of them gazed at each other.
Four eyes against six eyes.
The air suddenly fell into silence.
"Don’t you want to ask what I have left for you?" the King of Titans slowly opened his mouth.
"Even if I don’t ask, you will say it."
"What if I don’t say it?"
"Then I will leave."
The King of Titans’ face flashed a slight disinterest.
"Your temperant is really not very likable."
With a casual gesture, the surrounding archive cabinets automatically opened, and a huge stele flew out from within.
The stele continually shrank in the air, finally transforming into the size of a palm, looking like a tablet.
The tablet stopped in front of Richard, with the King of Titans’ voice emanating from behind it.
"This is the Titan Body Cultivation thod, a revised version I perfected after my promotion. If you can reach the final level, even if you don’t beco a Level 9 Creature, you can reach the interdiate position of Level 8.5."
Richard’s face flashed with a look of surprise as he accepted the tablet, asking with so curiosity: "According to the Furnace Fire Scroll, after ascending to Level 9, you unleashed only three moves before completely disintegrating.
Where did you find the ti to do all this?"
"Firstly, I didn’t ascend to Level 9, I only reached Level 8.5," the King of Titans said solemnly, "Secondly, ti ant nothing to at that mont. For at that ti, ti was like flowing water, and I was like a reef.
As long as I wished, I could eternally stand at that mont.
Those three strikes you observed were actually projections of that creature’s attack against .
Each attack is it escaping from my hand, flowing downstream through the stream of ti.
In the unseen ti, we fought countless tis."
"How is this possible?"
Richard’s eyes flashed with disbelief.
"How can ti possibly stand still? If ti stands still, every elent, every unit of energy’s position would be fixed.
And each action of yours would amount to defying the rules of the Material World!"
"Certainly not in the Material World," the King of Titans mocked, "Who would battle in the Material World? Our battle was certainly within the Endless Dinsion."
Yet even so, the information revealed by the King of Titans was enough to leave Richard stunned.
He never imagined soone could act within a halted ti.
Suddenly, Richard looked sharply at the King of Titans.
"So even though you clearly won, why did you end up disintegrating?"
"That’s of course because there was an issue with my ritual," the King of Titans said calmly, "The ritual was designed with Crystal and . To have succeeded was already quite lucky, wishing for stable existence would be a bit too greedy.
In that state of mine, I could remain at that instant for ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or even a million years.
But the ti I experienced in static ti had no significance for you.
You cannot see static ti, you can only see how I disintegrated after ti flowed.
Furthermore..."
A hint of lancholy flashed across the King of Titans’ face.
"I am ultimately not a Level 9 Creature, under the erosion of ti, I would inevitably be pushed by it. Disintegration is inevitable."
"So you are?" Richard probed.
Upon hearing this, the King of Titans’ face instantly showed a sly smile of finally setting the trap.
"Hehe, that’s a secret. My current duty is to help you grow, enabling you to survive until the final battle."
This response left Richard’s curiosity like a cat’s paw, unbearably itching.
"Can’t you tell?"
"I don’t want to."
This answer made Richard sowhat angry, but he could only be helpless.
Richard said sowhat annoyedly: "If you don’t want to say, then don’t say, but you’ll tell sooner or later."
The King of Titans was pleased with Richard’s annoyance, leisurely conjuring a cup of frenzied energy source liquid emanating high doses of radiation, then sipping it lightly.
"Hmm, not bad, still the taste from back then."
Seeing this, Richard could only helplessly let this topic slide.
He stored the tablet in his body—here in the world of consciousness, everything is information, devoid of any physical characteristics.
At the mont it fully entered Richard’s consciousness, the vast information contained within the tablet instantly surged into Richard’s soul like a tide.
Although the King of Titans cannot exist eternally in a ti pause, the duration he can stay is still quite long.
During this period, he cannot perform any exploration involving rules, but he can still explore himself.
And this Titan Body Cultivation thod is the result of his exploration of the mysteries within his body.
The knowledge contained within is even more than the Furnace Man inheritance!
It’s hard to imagine how detailed the King of Titans researched himself during that ti.
He might have counted every fragnt of his Life Core.
Not knowing how long had passed, Richard recovered from the enormous information, a trace of shock appearing on his face.
Although there are parts of the inheritance he hasn’t completely understood, even the part he comprehends is enough to astound the world.
"How much did you understand?" The King of Titans put down the cup in his hand, with a hint of curiosity on his face.
"About... sixty percent?"
"That’s not bad." The King of Titans nodded slightly, "As long as you’re not illiterate. I was really afraid you wouldn’t understand the contents and would require to start with the basics."
Richard ignored the King of Titans’ almost sarcastic remarks, his sowhat bewildered eyes filled with astonishnt and shock.
He muttered to himself: "This cultivation thod is truly insane."
This Titan Body Cultivation thod charts a new path in the conventional Physique Evolution.
He no longer remains bound by life information but boldly introduces rules into the life information.
If he truly achieves the complete form, then Richard’s whole body would have trillions of cells, each one being a small world.
It’s worth knowing that even the Shaping Energy Crown relies on dinsions to create a Dinsional World comparable to the Great World.
"It seems you indeed understood."
The King of Titans was satisfied with Richard’s reaction, this is his ultimate creation, worthy of such amazent.
But soon, Richard snapped out of his astonishnt and suddenly looked at the King of Titans.
"How do you solve the resource problem? Each world requires endless resources. Even if I dive into the Elental Territory, I couldn’t gather them all before dying."
The King of Titans spread his hands.
"I can’t solve it."
"Can’t solve it!?" Richard was choked by these words.
The King of Titans casually supported his chin, speaking calmly: "Didn’t I ntion before, if you can cultivate completely, I won’t say whether you can beco a Level 9 Creature, but at least you can reach Level 8.5.
The premise is that you cultivate completely.
Anyway, I haven’t found a solution to the resource problem, but I believe you people from later generations can surely figure it out."
Richard was sowhat speechless, not expecting the ultimate realm to be a pie drawn in the sky.
However, he wasn’t depressed because of this, instead, a sense of relief arose in his heart.
The ultimate realm is too terrifying, almost unreal.
Richard stood up and perford a Wizard’s Salute to the King of Titans.
"Even if it’s unresolved, this cultivation thod is an unspeakable treasure. I once again, on behalf of future generations, express my highest respect to you and all the previous civilizations who sacrificed for it."
The King of Titans waved his hand, his voice sowhat low: "Those who are dead, saying more ans nothing."
Leaving the archive, Richard’s consciousness returned to his body.
Glancing at the ti on the Information Crystal Ball, he realized he spent a whole week receiving the information.
"To have consud such a long ti, it seems my spiritual power needs to be enhanced."
Standing up from the ground, Richard took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling his overall condition improve sowhat.
The Titan Body Cultivation thod brought him ample confidence.
Taking out his task notebook from his pocket, Richard opened a new page and listed what he needs to do next.
[Cultivate Titan Body]
[Explore the Furnace Man Dinsion; if possible, try to absorb the powerful Miracle Dinsion of the Furnace Man Dinsion]
[Research the Furnace Man inheritance, absorb its knowledge as much as possible, and express it using Wizard Civilization technology]
[Train the Titan Legion, filling the gap left by the Beast Origin rcenaries]
[Develop the Miracle School...]
Before Richard finished writing, a communication request appeared on his Information Crystal Ball.
Frowning slightly at the requester, Richard asked, "Curse Mark, what is it?"
From the crystal ball ca the cautious voice of the Great Wizard Curse Mark.
"Crown Throne, the council has had major actions recently, shouldn’t you co back to preside over the school?"
Richard was slightly surprised, asking with so confusion: "Preside over the school? ?"
The Great Wizard Curse Mark on the other side was sowhat embarrassed, knowing his mory must have been altered.
Otherwise, the Miracle Crown couldn’t forget even the agreent with the school.
He thought to himself: "Anti- paired with mory logic alteration, the Curse Crown must have encountered trouble."
Though his mory had no trace of the Curse Crown, logically speaking, the Curse School must have a Crown.
Taking a breath, the Great Wizard Curse Mark cleared his thoughts and said as calmly as possible:
"Of course, it’s you. Although I don’t know how much my mory has been modified, according to my current mory, the relationship between the Curse School and you should be very close. Otherwise, mory logic alteration wouldn’t make consider you for managing the school."
Hearing Curse Mark realize his mory was altered, Richard was slightly surprised, then showed a touch of admiration.
"Worthy of being the student of the Crown, wait for at the headquarters, I’ll be there soon."
"Yes, Crown Throne."
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