Special Ability

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The magic array was completed, and the moment it activated, Linley clearly sensed that the lightning elements drifting through heaven and earth had become slightly denser by a trace.

Though the effect was faint, having it was better than not, after all, what God-level powerhouses lacked least was time; the results would only gradually manifest through accumulated days and months.

Linley also learned that the materials to set up this magic array were beyond what Saint-levels could bear, and even God-level powerhouses had to budget carefully.

One activation could sustain it for roughly a hundred years.

This expense was covered by the tribe's public accounts, which counted as a perk for God-level powerhouses.

That evening, the four gathered at Linley's home for a meal. After a few cups of wine, the atmosphere grew warm, and they gradually shifted to serious topics.

"Speaking of which, Linley, your timing in becoming a god is really quite coincidental!"

Thomas suddenly spoke, a smile spreading across his face.

Karl and Jess nodded in unison, their faces full of delight.

Seeing Linley's confusion, Thomas didn't keep him in suspense and said with a grin, "The once-every-ten-thousand-years competition for the Blood Crystal mining rights starts in just three hundred more years!"

As Thomas explained, Linley roughly grasped the current situation.

The Tianlan Tribe, Fire Snake Tribe, and Magic Cloud Tribe were the three strongest forces within ten thousand miles of the Red Stone Mountain Range!

Among the three tribes, the Tianlan Tribe was the strongest, with one Mid-level God and two Low-level Gods stationed there!

The Fire Snake Tribe and Magic Cloud Tribe were weaker, each having only one Mid-level God and one Low-level God!

All three were rising tribes, mutually restraining and supporting each other, jointly resisting external forces, and mining the Blood Crystal Vein together, dividing resource shares based on the number and strength of their God-level powerhouses. Overall, it was a fairly loose alliance.

This Blood Crystal was excellent stuff!

Its effect was simple and straightforward—its main function was to temper the body, with the added benefit of accelerating injury recovery!

In the cities, it was a hard-currency-level item!

Though divine power could also heal injuries, drawing on divine power wasn't an endless stream in a single breath. If one was attacked while divine power was depleted, it could hinder combat performance.

"City?"

Linley's heart stirred, curiosity showing on his face.

Thomas wore an expression of reverence, "That is a place sheltered by the great Main Gods, and some individual God-level powerhouses can build private cities. Inside the city, you can trade with other God-levels."

"Main God!"

Linley's heart sank. This wasn't good news for him, meaning the timeline likely wasn't the earliest era when heaven and earth first opened.

In the Magical Civilization Universe, the number of Main Godheads was fixed at seventy-seven—one slot per person, first come first served. For those who came later, the difficulty of rising was extraordinary.

"Actually, Mysteries can be fused!"

Thomas said with a boastful expression, and a hint of anticipation as he looked at Linley.

Linley played along, showing a surprised look.

This pleased Thomas, who continued earnestly, "Take the Elemental Type as an example. It's said that if a High-God fuses all the Mysteries of one system, they become a Main God!"

Karl and Jess both showed awe and sighed in unison, "Fusing Mysteries... it's just too difficult."

Thomas took a sip of wine and smiled bitterly, "I've been a Mid-level God for over a hundred thousand years, and just comprehending four Mysteries is exhausting enough. As for fusing Mysteries, there's not even a shadow of it!"

Linley looked dumbfounded, which the three took as him being stunned by the talk of Main Gods.

In truth, he was inwardly complaining—luckily he was a transmigrator, or he might have naively believed it!

Either the Main Gods were deliberately hiding things, or Thomas and the others were too weak to qualify for understanding Main Godheads and Great Perfection—either was possible!

"Maybe I still have a chance..."

Hope kindled in Linley's heart. The more incomplete the information, the greater the opportunity it represented for him! There might still be unrefined Main Godheads out there!

The fewer who knew, the better!

Even, taking a step back!

In the original work, the Death Sovereign explicitly stated that among the eleven Sovereigns, only eight survived into that future era, meaning three Sovereign positions had definitely changed hands!

But for now, the priority was to become a Mid-level God! Aiming too high and overthinking the future was useless!

"I wonder how many Mysteries the Lightning Law has?"

Linley asked without shame, as the original work only detailed the complete Mystery divisions for the Earth and Wind systems, while other Laws were incomplete.

"There are six Mysteries in total: Lightning Element, Lightning Speed, Lightning Marsh, Paralysis, Electromagnetic Space, and Lightning Collapse!"

Thomas explained, adding that he had learned this information from trading knowledge with other God-levels during a visit to the nearest Red Stone City.

"Thank you, Big Brother Thomas. This is very important to me as a newcomer!"

Linley's gratitude was sincere. On the path of cultivation, the worst fear was having no direction or goal. As long as the Mystery names were established, with his transmigrator's way of thinking, it would be easy to draw inferences.

"Haha, Brother Linley, you're too polite. The stronger you become, the better it is for our Tianlan Tribe!"

Thomas laughed heartily, and the four raised their cups together in a toast...

After the lively meal came to an end...

The next day, Linley announced he would go into seclusion to cultivate!

Thomas and the other two were neither surprised nor opposed; they fully supported his decision.

For a time, Linley's life returned to calm, giving him the opportunity to carefully sort through and analyze the special talents he had awakened after becoming a god.

Closing his eyes, he focused his sensing...

All things in heaven and earth throughout the entire world contained a special wave, or rather, a magnetic field.

Whether Saint-level or God-level, the more powerful a lifeform, the stronger this magnetic field became.

The active influence range of his own magnetic field was limited to just one meter.

Linley opened his eyes and stared intently at the gravel in his hand, imagining actively stimulating his magnetic field to transform it into a means of attack, shattering matter.

One minute... one hour... one day...

After a long while, nothing happened.

"..."

Linley shook his head helplessly, then had a sudden inspiration and tried to merge his magnetic field with his spiritual sense.

Ten meters... fifteen meters... twenty meters...

He reached his limit at roughly twenty-five meters.

"It can actually expand the coverage range of my spiritual sense!"

Linley was pleasantly surprised. In a place like the Supreme Plane, where space was stable, a typical Low-level God's spiritual sense coverage was only about ten meters—and that was with a healthy soul; otherwise, it would be much shorter.

Currently, because Linley had achieved External Godhood, his soul had split in two and had not yet recovered. If he absorbed soul-nourishing treasures like the Soul Gold Bead, his soul could grow rapidly, and the coverage of his spiritual sense would expand many times over.

It was foreseeable that even if Linley did not break through to Mid-level God, as time passed and his soul recovered and its upper limit strengthened, once he merged his magnetic field, his spiritual sense coverage could approach that of a Mid-level God, or even surpass it.

Energized, Linley tried again.

"There's also divine power!"

The moment his magnetic field power merged with his Lightning Divine Power, Linley clearly sensed a change. After careful testing, his Low-level God power had roughly doubled in strength!

"Not bad, not bad."

Linley was quite satisfied. Though the increase was modest, it was enough to give him an edge in battles within the same realm. Moreover, the external color of his divine power had not changed at all, retaining its concealment—this was excellent.

In a brutal place like Hell, where countless so-called geniuses were cut down every day before their time, the more flashy and special one was before fully growing, the faster one died. Patiently lying low for a while and developing steadily was the true path.

Linley was in high spirits and continued testing.

He sensed the magnetic field's perception of strong emotions like friendliness and hostility.

Stepping outside to observe some Saint-level beings, countless emotions surged like a churning sea within the range of his magnetic field, tangled chaotically together.

Linley wanted to develop this further—for example, actively controlling this power on its own without relying on divine power or spiritual sense—but he was far from achieving that. For now, it was more like an auxiliary amplifier.

Perhaps his foundation was insufficient and needed time to grow, or perhaps he needed to advance further to Mid-level God or High-God. The worst possibility was that he would never be able to develop or improve it.

"This secret cannot be shared with anyone else. This is a trump card for my survival."

Linley silently warned himself.