Magic Attempt

Watching Albedo, Sebas, and the other NPCs depart, Momonga finally spoke up once the great doors had closed.

"Have we really transmigrated?"

Even now, he still felt a sense of unreality. After all, he had just been playing a game when he transmigrated; he had never heard of such a thing. Wasn't it usually a truck that sent people off to another world? Why was it different for him?

"Isn't it obvious? Everything that has happened so far indicates that we are no longer just playing a game."

Naiyuan spread his hands and said.

"Indeed. Based on the games and novels I've read, we must have truly transmigrated."

Herohero's body rippled, eventually shifting into a humanoid slime creature before the two of them.

"To be able to even change shape—I'm even more convinced that this is reality. In the game, I couldn't control my body's transformation so freely." Looking at his hands, which were constructed of slime, Herohero said.

"Not bad, Herohero. This form of yours looks much better."

Naiyuan couldn't help but give a thumbs-up. The other's current form was indeed much more pleasing to the eye than when he was a slime.

"Well, you guys kept looking down at me, and it felt weird. It's easier to communicate in this form."

Herohero explained. His original form hadn't been an issue in the game, but it was a bit awkward in reality. When the three of them had surrounded Albedo earlier, he had only reached her thighs, which was quite embarrassing.

"It's still hard to believe. Those novels are just..."

"Just fiction, right?" Naiyuan interrupted Momonga, then continued.

"But the facts are right before our eyes. This sense of touch, the sounds, and most importantly..."

Naiyuan placed his hands on Momonga and Herohero respectively.

"You can feel it, right? The sensation of the mana flowing within me entering your bodies."

"The mana surging within our bodies like a river is the best proof."

Hearing this, Momonga fell silent.

Herohero looked at his own body, also lost in thought.

The changes within their bodies, the alteration of their voices, the transformation of the NPCs—every single change pointed to one fact: they had truly transmigrated.

Although it felt incredible, after being guided by Naiyuan, Momonga finally accepted the reality of the situation.

"It's good that I have you both, Naiyuan and Herohero. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known what to do on my own."

Momonga calmed his emotions and spoke with a tone of gratitude.

To be able to calm down so quickly in such a situation, and for the other party to analyze the circumstances and identify the cause in an instant—that was not something just anyone could do.

It's a good thing that no one else transmigrated. Is this really the benefit of having companions?

Momonga looked at the two of them with a sense of emotion, thinking to himself.

Seeing that Momonga had been guided to the right track, Naiyuan continued his analysis.

"Since we already know that we have truly transmigrated, there is one more crucial issue facing us."

"What is it?"

Momonga asked, puzzled.

"It's the NPCs, isn't it?"

Herohero, who was standing to the side, interjected.

"Exactly. Judging from the situation with Albedo, Sebas, and the other NPCs just now, they already possess intelligence no different from that of a normal person. This is precisely what I am worried about."

"Are you worried that their loyalty cannot be guaranteed? That is indeed a major problem. Although NPCs cannot use Super-Tier Magic, their strength is not weak in the slightest. Some of them even make me feel a sense of trouble."

Upon hearing Naiyuan's words, Momonga reacted instantly. His brain, which had been a bit foggy from the transmigration, cleared up, and he fell into deep thought.

If the NPCs were to truly rebel, he needed to calculate whether they could withstand the other party's attacks.

"And there is another problem. Although we can feel the massive amount of magic power within our bodies, whether we can actually summon wind and rain like we did in the game remains a question. After all, we used to just click on skills to cast magic. It's not certain if we can still cast them after transmigrating."

Herohero also put forward his own perspective. He had been studying his body just now and discovered that although he could feel magic power flowing within him, it didn't necessarily mean magic could be successfully cast.

"That question is simple. Let's give it a try. Feel the magic power in your body and see if you can cast a spell. Of course, casting a first-tier spell should be enough; this place isn't suitable for us to test large-scale magic."

Naiyuan thought for a moment and suggested. After all, he was also very eager to try out what magic was like in the real world and how it differed from the game.

"Then I'll go first."

[First-Tier Magic: Undead Flame]

Feeling the instinctive impulse within his body, accompanied by a silent incantation, a tiny magic circle appeared on his pure white skeletal hand. A blue spark emerged, quietly floating in his palm and burning steadily.

Momonga stared calmly at the flame before him, the two red dots within his pitch-black eye sockets flickering.

"It's even simpler than I imagined. It seems that as long as I think about what I want to do in my heart, various spells will automatically appear for me to use."

Momonga described the sensation he just experienced to the two of them. Compared to the game, it was even more convenient; using magic felt like doing exactly as one pleased.

"Then let's give it a try as well. Herohero, we can't let Momonga have a laugh at our expense."

[First-Tier Magic: Death Claw]

[First-Tier Magic: Corrosive Tentacle]

As the two felt the magic within their bodies, two magic circles instantly manifested before them. A phantom dragon claw and jet-black tentacles emerged from the respective circles.

"Hmm, there really isn't any problem. I can feel that as long as I wish, I can cast any magic at any time."

Naiyuan looked at the magic circle before him, pondered for a moment, and spoke.

"I don't have any issues either. It seems magic can still be cast. That leaves us with only one problem now."

"How should we handle the NPCs? Should we kill them? With me, Momonga, and Naiyuan, it shouldn't be too much of a problem. Plus, Momonga still has those seven World Items from earlier."

"Even if we encounter a group attack, we can activate the ability of the World Item, Heart of Fusion. If the three of us fuse, it should be feasible to kill them all."

After finishing the test, Herohero began to discuss the issue regarding the NPCs. His line of thought was that rather than guessing back and forth, it would be better to just kill them all. He then quickly analyzed the feasibility of this idea.

"Uh, Herohero, your thinking is a bit too extreme. After all, there are beings among these NPCs that we created ourselves."

Momonga looked at Herohero, who had proposed killing all the NPCs, with a sense of disbelief. He knew that both he and Naiyuan had created NPCs, and even Herohero himself had created one.

"Momonga is right. Besides, we have only just transmigrated. Engaging in combat immediately isn't very good for us. After all, we know very little about this world. It's better to observe the NPCs' loyalty before reaching a conclusion. Their strength will be very useful for exploring this new world."

Naiyuan also began to persuade Herohero. The other man's idea was too dangerous. Although the plan had a high probability of success—he estimated an eighty percent chance of successfully killing all the NPCs if they went through with it—it was too insane. Furthermore, knowing the plot, he didn't want to get into a death match with his own subordinates the moment he arrived.

"Well, if you two don't agree, then forget it. I was only doing this because I'm afraid they might threaten your lives. So, Momonga, take out the World Items later. Naiyuan, you, and I should each equip at least two, just in case. Since we've gone through the trouble of transmigrating, I don't want to die inexplicably one day."

Hearing their advice, Herohero abandoned his previous idea, but he still insisted that each of the three should equip two World Items to ensure their safety.

"That's no problem. With seven World Items, we can each take two, and there will be one left over."

Momonga had no objections to Herohero's caution; in fact, he wanted to applaud it. After all, the three of them were the most important, and they couldn't overlook anything that might threaten them. Having two World Items each made him feel very secure.

Watching the two guys who had started discussing the distribution of the items, Naiyuan sighed helplessly. Both of them were so cautious, which left him, a reckless fighter, feeling quite helpless.

"Naiyuan, come get your items."

"Coming, coming."

Hearing Herohero's voice, Naiyuan quickly ran over. World Items, oh, how sweet they were.