Special Ability

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Magic Array had been set up. The instant it was activated, Linley clearly felt the Lightning Element drifting through the world grow slightly denser.

Although the effect was extremely weak, something was better than nothing. After all, what God-level powerhouses lacked least was time. The effects would only gradually become apparent through accumulated improvements over the years.

Linley also learned that the materials needed to set up this Magic Array were beyond what those in the Saint Domain could afford. Even God-level powerhouses had to use them sparingly.

A single activation could be used for approximately a hundred years.

The expense came from the tribe's public funds. This was also a benefit for God-level powerhouses.

That evening, the four of them gathered at Linley's home for a meal. After everyone had downed a few cups of wine, the atmosphere grew lively, and they gradually began discussing more serious matters.

"Speaking of which, Linley, the timing of your ascension to godhood is truly perfect!"

Thomas suddenly spoke, a smile appearing on his face.

Carl and Jess nodded repeatedly, their faces filled with joy.

Seeing Linley's confusion, Thomas did not keep him in suspense. He smiled and said, "The competition for the Blood Crystal Mine's mining rights, which takes place once every ten thousand years, will begin in another three hundred years!"

After listening to Thomas's explanation, Linley gained a general understanding of the current situation.

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

Among the three major 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 slightly weaker. Each had only one Mid-level God and one Low-level God!

All three were newly established tribes. They restrained and protected one another, jointly resisted outside forces, and mined the Blood Crystal Vein together. Their shares of the resources were divided according to the number and strength of their God-level members. Overall, they could be considered a relatively loose alliance.

Blood Crystal was truly a good thing!

Its effects were simple and powerful. Its main function was to temper the body, with the additional benefit of accelerating the recovery of injuries!

Within the cities, it was practically hard currency!

Although divine power could also restore injuries, divine power could not be replenished endlessly in a single breath. If one were attacked while one's divine power was depleted, it would affect one's ability to fight.

"A city?"

Linley's heart stirred, and curiosity appeared on his face.

Thomas wore a reverent expression. "That is a place protected by the great Overgods. A few God-level powerhouses can also build private cities. Inside the cities, they can conduct transactions with other God-level powerhouses."

"Overgods!"

Linley's heart sank slightly. This was not good news for him. It meant that the timeline was probably not during the earliest days, when the world had just begun.

In the Magical Civilization Universe, the number of Sovereign Sparks was fixed at seventy-seven. There was one spot for each carrot, and whoever arrived first got it. The difficulty of rising to power for those who came later was extraordinarily high.

"Actually, Mysteries can be fused!"

Thomas wore a somewhat boastful expression as he looked at Linley with a hint of anticipation.

Linley cooperated perfectly, revealing a shocked expression.

This made Thomas very happy. He continued earnestly, "Take the Elemental Type as an example. It is said that when a Highgod fuses all the Mysteries of one type, he becomes an Overgod!"

Carl and Jess both showed reverence and sighed one after another. "Fusing Mysteries... It's simply far too difficult."

Thomas took a sip of wine and said with a bitter smile, "I've been a Mid-level God for more than a hundred thousand years. Even comprehending four Mysteries has been extremely difficult. I haven't even seen the shadow of fusing Mysteries!"

Linley wore a blank expression. In the eyes of the other three, he had clearly been shaken by the Overgods.

In truth, he was complaining inwardly. Luckily, I'm a transmigrator. Otherwise, I really would have foolishly believed him!

Either the Overgods were deliberately hiding the truth, or Thomas and the others were simply too weak and lacked the qualifications to learn about Sovereign Sparks and Paragons. Both possibilities were plausible!

"Perhaps I still have a chance..."

Hope ignited in Linley's heart. The more incomplete the information was, the greater the opportunity it represented for him! Perhaps there were still Sovereign Sparks that had yet to be refined!

The fewer people who knew, the better!

Taking it a step further!

In the original story, the Death Sovereign had explicitly mentioned that among the eleven Sovereigns, only eight would live into that future era. In other words, three of the Sovereign positions had definitely changed hands!

However, his top priority was to become a Mid-level God first! It was useless to aim too high and think too much about the future!

"How many Mysteries are there in the Lightning Law?"

Linley humbly asked. In the original story, only the complete divisions of the Earth and Wind Laws had been explained in detail. The other Laws were incomplete.

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

Thomas explained that he had learned this information when he had gone to the nearby Red Stone City and exchanged knowledge with other God-level powerhouses.

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

Linley's gratitude was entirely sincere. On the path of cultivation, the most frightening thing was being unable to find a direction or goal. As long as he knew the names of the Mysteries, his transmigrator's imagination would make it easy for him to draw parallels and apply what he learned.

"Haha, Brother Linley, you're too polite. The stronger you become, the more beneficial it will be to our Tianlan Tribe!"

Thomas laughed heartily. The four of them raised their cups and drank together...

After the lively meal.

The next day, Linley announced that he was entering secluded cultivation!

Thomas and the other two were not surprised. They fully supported him and agreed with his decision.

For a time, Linley's life returned to peace. He also had time to carefully sort through and analyze the special talent he had awakened after becoming a god.

He closed his eyes and carefully sensed it...

All the things in the world contained a special wave—or, to put it another way, a magnetic field.

Whether they were from the Saint Domain or God-level, the stronger the life-form, the stronger this magnetic field was.

The maximum range within which his own magnetic field could exert an active influence was only one meter.

Linley opened his eyes and stared carefully at the shattered stone in his hand. He imagined actively stimulating his own magnetic field, turning it into a means of attack to shatter matter.

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

A long time later, nothing happened.

"..."

Linley helplessly shook his head. Then, struck by a sudden idea, he tried fusing his magnetic field with his Spiritual Sense.

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

It only reached its limit at a range of approximately twenty-five meters.

"It can actually expand the range of my Spiritual Sense!"

Linley was overjoyed. In a place like the Supreme Plane, where space was stable, the Spiritual Sense coverage of an ordinary Low-level God reached only a little over ten meters, and that was under the condition that their soul was in good shape. Otherwise, it would be much shorter.

Linley's soul had been split in two because of his External Godhood and had yet to recover. If he absorbed soul supplements such as Soul Gold Beads, his soul could grow rapidly, and the range of his Spiritual Sense would expand many times over as well.

It could be predicted that even if Linley did not break through to become a Mid-level God, as time passed and his soul recovered and strengthened to its limit, once he fused it with the magnetic field, his Spiritual Sense's range could approach that of a Mid-level God. It would not even be a problem for it to exceed it.

Despite his excitement, Linley tried again.

"There is divine power too!"

The instant his Magnetic Field Power fused with his Lightning Divine Power, Linley clearly sensed a certain change. After carefully testing it, he found that his Low-level divine power had been enhanced by approximately two times!

"Not bad, not bad."

Linley was quite satisfied. Although the increase was not great, it would allow him to gain an advantage in battles between opponents of the same level. Moreover, the color of his divine power had not changed in the slightest, so it retained its concealment ability. This was excellent.

In a cruel place like Hell, where slaughter was everywhere, countless so-called geniuses met untimely deaths every day. Before one had fully grown, the more ostentatious and unusual one was, the faster one died. Patiently lying low for a while and developing steadily was the proper path.

Linley was in high spirits and continued testing.

He tested the magnetic field's perception of intense emotions such as friendliness and hostility.

He went outside and observed some people from the Saint Domain. Within the range of his magnetic field's perception, countless emotions churned like a surging sea, interweaving chaotically.

Linley wanted to develop it further—for example, to control this power independently without relying on divine power or Spiritual Sense—but he was still far from being able to do so. For now, it functioned more like an auxiliary amplifier.

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

"I can't tell anyone else about this secret. It's one of my trump cards for survival."

Linley secretly warned himself.