You Cannot Learn the "Immortality" Magic Ritual

The atmosphere inside the carriage froze.

Above the carriage frame outside the luxurious carriage, two Magic Caster were the first to notice the anomaly inside.

A look of horror filled their faces!

These two were renowned figures in the Imperial Magic World, and were also Fluder's personal disciples, all great Magic Caster wielding Fourth-Tier Magic abilities.

"Teacher?"

The middle-aged magician exchanged a glance with his companion, suppressing his inner shock, anger, and panic, and asked in a relatively calm voice.

Meanwhile, the other Magic Caster had already activated his equipment, ready to launch a magical attack at any moment.

Rolling around~

Rolling around~

Eight-Legged Horse snorted as they pulled a luxurious carriage along the main stone-paved road of the Imperial Capital, the wheels scraping against the ground with gentle vibrations.

"It's nothing." A faint, aged voice came from inside the carriage.

The two Magic Caster breathed a sigh of relief, but their faces were extremely grim.

To be able to serve by the teacher's side!

Listening to the teacher's teachings is an honor for the entire empire... no, for all Magic Caster.

Warrior like Gazef of the Kingdom and Lainas, the traitor to the Empire, performed well on the battlefield this autumn.

This made the two famous throughout the Kingdom!

Speaking of Magic Caster.

No one can compare to this teacher, whose fame has spread beyond the country and reached all corners of the world.

This is the strongest Magic Caster in all nations—"Triple Magic Caster" Fluder Paradyne!

His talent and strength had already reached the level of the legendary Thirteen Heroes.

This is a living legend!

The two were completely unaware that someone had sneaked into the carriage. Such negligence and carelessness were enough to severely damage their standing in their teacher's eyes!

in particular...

Is there any leakage or loss of imperial intelligence involved?

Silence reigned inside the carriage.

Fluder's eyes darkened, his drooping eyelids obscuring half of his eyelids as he stared at Tang Zheng, who was dressed mysteriously opposite him.

[Zurrernorn]?

This is a mysterious secret society that should have remained largely unknown, but the Abelion Hills Incident brought the organization to the public's attention.

now.

This organization has long been labeled as "evil"!

"Alliance Leader?"

Fluder looked up and said in a deep, unfathomable voice, "The 'leader' I know is not you."

According to rumors.

The leader of the alliance died in the Abelion Hills Incident, or there were rumors that he did not die. Regardless of which piece of information was true, Fluder did not care.

What truly attracted him!

During the Abelion Hills Incident, the Alliance Leader seemed to have used the power of Seventh-Tier Magic, which was beyond the level of magic he currently knew.

"This is a pointless topic."

Tang Zheng did not deny it, and spoke in a hoarse voice that had been modified by a magical item.

"That's a stupid question."

Fluder paused for a moment, then said, "Then state your purpose, Alliance Leader."

The person before me!

He could easily deceive four perceptive Warrior and his two magic-chanting disciples, appearing out of thin air inside the carriage without even his noticing.

Such methods.

It's pointless to dwell on whether the other party is the leader of the [Zurrernorn] alliance!

This is an extremely dangerous person.

He is also Magic Caster whose skill level is absolutely no less than his!

Fluder's deep wrinkles radiated from the corners of his eyes to his temples; though his expression was calm, his eyes held a deep wariness.

"We can currently determine that the other party is not hostile."

"Given the Empire's current situation, it's not advisable to antagonize such powerful Magic Caster who can evade detection and are adept at concealment."

However, if...

Hidden beneath his sleeve, a magical ring on his finger was activated.

Whoa--!

The delicate silk cuffs covered her palms, concealing the faint magical light.

"The Baharuth Empire has existed for over 200 years since its founding."

"And you—Lord Fluder, have supported one emperor after another, witnessing the prosperity of this nation. You are truly remarkable."

Tang Zheng exclaimed in admiration and asked curiously:

"I am very interested in the magic ritual for immortality developed by Lord Fluder. This unexpected visit is for this very reason."

To be honest!

Tang Zheng was skeptical about whether the "Immortality Ritual" developed by Fluder could truly grant immortality.

I see!

As Tang Zheng's purpose was revealed, Fluder's tense nerves relaxed.

"The power of magic is full of infinite possibilities," Fluder murmured, speaking calmly.

"I can refuse, but you can't learn that."

While saying such a thing might offend the other party, Fluder disdained to lie about this.

"You're not the first person to want to learn about this magic, nor will you be the last."

"In their later years, the emperors of the empire all sought to achieve 'immortality' through this magical ritual."

Fluder displayed the proud spirit of a sage, naturally raising his arm to rest on the carriage window sill, which was covered by two layers of silk:

"Unfortunately, they can't do it."

"The prerequisite for using this magical ritual is mastery of three Magic System: Arcane System, Mental System, and Divine System."

"This is just the most basic requirement."

A look of nostalgia appeared in Fluder's eyes:

"The previous emperor was my disciple, and also an exceptionally skilled Magic Caster. The current ' Imperial Magic Ministry ' was established by him."

"His Highness the previous emperor spared no effort in promoting magical policies; if I could, I would wish he could achieve immortality."

"Unfortunately, the power of this ritual requires specific conditions to be met, and it can only be used on oneself, otherwise..."

As Fluder finished speaking, a cold laugh escaped his lips.

As someone who pioneered a unique path,

Fluder was not a selfish person, nor was he one who liked to keep profound magic and technology hidden away.

More than 200 years have passed.

The empire boasts an abundance of exceptional Magic Caster and Warrior!

If the longevity ritual could be used on these people, Fluder would have long ago granted them longevity, so they could study magic together.

It can further increase the empire's national strength. Over 200 years of accumulation of top talents through "immortality" is enough to crush other countries!

This situation did not occur because it was impossible to achieve.

Silence fell once again inside the luxurious carriage.

Fluder was slightly surprised, as she had thought her direct refusal would anger the other party.

result.

The situation didn't turn out as I had imagined!

"Is that so? I think I can give it a try." Tang Zheng Zheng's voice was hoarse, but still steady.

"Hehe."

Fluder let out a low, aged laugh.

A soft "snap" sound!

Tang Zheng didn't seem to care, and slowly raised his wrist and snapped his fingers.

--Thump!

The next moment.

The carriage suddenly lurched, and the two Warrior driving it, along with the four guards on top, were nearly thrown off by the abrupt stop.

Fortunately, none of them were ordinary people, and they easily controlled their forward-leaning bodies.

"Hiss--"

The Eight-Legged Horse was suddenly given more strength and was forcibly pulled back, letting out a painful neigh.

Click! Click!

The wheels on both sides pressed down, creating tiny cracks in the solid stone slabs of the ground.

"Teacher!"

"Teacher!"

"Lord Fluder!"

"...!"

The guards protecting the carriage paled in shock and were just about to take action.

"Continue driving."

An aged yet powerful voice came from inside the carriage once more.

Everyone exchanged glances and could only return to their positions. The two elite Warrior pulling the cart pulled the reins again to keep the Eight-Legged Horse moving.

Inside the train carriage.

A heavy, black tower shield, radiating Negative Energy and riddled with cracks, stood silently in the center of the carriage.

A sturdy wooden beam lies below.

The weight of the black tower shield caused it to crack!

"The Death Knight's shield?"

When Fluder saw the familiar black tower shield before him, a look of excitement and astonishment crossed his face.

Inside the Black Tower within the Imperial Magic Ministry.

There is a Death Knight imprisoned there, Fluder has been experimenting on how to control the Death Knight, but so far there has been no progress.

You should know about the Abelion Hills Incident.

"The root cause of such a catastrophe is the emergence of two Legendary Undead: the Death Knight and the Soul Eater."

Tang Zheng's voice came calmly from behind the black tower shield:

"The appearance of the Soul Eater was an accident."

"However, the Death Knight were created, and I imagine Fluder would be quite interested in them."

As the former leader of the [Zurrernorn] alliance, he was involved in the entire process of creating the Death Knight, so he naturally knew about it.

not to mention.

Not to mention creating Death Knight, Tang Zheng also possesses methods for directly controlling Undead of a higher rank than himself.

The legacy of [Corpus of the Abyss] is entirely in his possession; those guys are quite adept at researching the manipulation of the Undead.

"Good."

Fluder raised his withered hand and gently stroked the black tower shield in front of him, as if touching some rare treasure, and said excitedly:

"But let me make this clear beforehand: if you can't learn it, that's your problem!"

Tang Zheng smiled hoarsely, "Of course."

--The time that follows.

Suddenly, their lives became much more fulfilling, and they even started a routine of going back and forth between two points.

Relying on the [Player's ] abilities.

Tang Zheng thought he could easily obtain the ability of "immortality," but in the end, Fluder did indeed create a very complicated ritual.

The methods of magical rituals are not considered skills, so they cannot be quickly mastered by consuming skill points.

but.

With the passive ability of [Magic Overlord], even the most complex rituals are just a bit troublesome for Tang Zheng.

Besides his interactions with Fluder.

Every so often, Tang Zheng would return to the depths of the valley to check on the adaptation status of Zesshi Zetsumei.

Based on previous research...

Tang Zheng had long ago discovered that people from New World who were downgraded had a more obvious advantage than Player.

Player need to consume Experience Points to level up. The Experience Points required to level up from level 1 to level 2 are the same as those required to level up from level 2 back to level 1.

The natives of this New World are different.

When they die, they lose levels, which is essentially a loss of life level, and can be recovered through training.

In other words...

It is extremely difficult for natives of this New World to increase their strength (from level 1 to level 2), but it is relatively easy to level up again after losing a level.

To use the words from a past life.

It is extremely difficult for athletes to break through their own limits, but it is much easier to rehabilitate and return to their normal level after an injury.

Tang Zheng's arrangements for Zesshi Zetsumei.

The idea is to drop 5 levels first, making room for the [Cursed Knight] to level up quickly.

--Lower Earth Month.

December 31st.

As the year draws to a close, the "Class Reset"Zesshi Zetsumei phase of the game has been completed, reducing the required level from 88 to 82.

Theoretically, you only need to drop 5 levels.

Even the highest-ranking Resurrection Magic, "Ninth-Tier: True Resurrection," will still cause the user to drop two ranks after resurrection.

The only profession Tang Zheng could guarantee would be Zesshi Zetsumei wiped out was [Rogue], [Assassin], and [Executioner].

As for which one, and specifically how many levels will be dropped?

Tang Zheng couldn't be sure.

Slane Theocracy and the Theocracy Capital.

Deep within the underground palace.

Tread!

Tread!

The black ankle boots, Zesshi Zetsumei, tread on the smooth stone slabs, while he toyed with a brand new Nine Linked Rings toy in his hands.

Footsteps echoed intermittently through the empty, palace-style corridors.

"You're finally back."

A sound of relief came from the front of the passage.

"Oh."

Zesshi Zetsumei raised his head, saw the God-kin Captain at the front of the passage, nodded casually in response, then lowered his head again to continue playing with the Nine Linked Rings in his hand.

Ding ding dong~

The sound of metal rings colliding continued.

The God-kin Captain felt slightly helpless upon seeing this scene; once Zesshi Zetsumei disappeared, it would be half a month.

If it weren't for his cover, the Cardinal would have discovered Zesshi Zetsumei's disappearance long ago.

This is also why Tang Zheng ordered Zesshi Zetsumei to return to the Theocracy.

First, the time spent away was too long.

Secondly, as the year draws to a close, the Cardinal of the Theocracy will inevitably have some contact with the Godkin.

kindness?

The God-kin Captain narrowed his dark red pupils. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he vaguely sensed that the aura of Zesshi Zetsumei was weakening.

He knew that Zesshi Zetsumei's disappearance was related to that mysterious and terrifying man.

Zesshi Zetsumei was enthusiastically disassembling the Nine Linked Rings when he stopped in his tracks as he passed God-kin Captain.

"Ara~"

Zesshi Zetsumei reached into his pocket and pulled out a small wooden gift box, tossing it to God-kin Captain: "I almost forgot."

Bang!

Gift?

God-kin Captain caught it with one hand, looking at Zesshi Zetsumei with a mixture of confusion and surprise. He had known Zesshi for so long, and this was the first time he had received a gift from him.

"It was given to you by him."

Zesshi Zetsumei continued walking forward, his voice languid, and he waved his hand dismissively.

"Also, let me tell you, Happy New Year, ha, what a strange greeting."

God-kin Captain stared blankly at the gift box in his hand, a rare look of bewilderment on his face. "That man..."

(End of this chapter)