"Although I have not known you for a long time, and can even be said to be strangers, I can probably guess the magnificent epic that belongs to you." Ian's voice became surprisingly calm and gentle, with a strange magic that seemed to soothe the restless soul, slowly echoing on the vast virtual grassland.
"A peerless genius who was born on a native magical planet. With that amazing talent, you rose up at a speed that made all your peers despair, trampling countless so-called seniors under your feet, and finally reached the absolute pinnacle of that world - becoming a Sixth Tier great Archmage."
"Perhaps you are the only being on that planet who has entered that realm in hundreds of years; or perhaps you are lucky enough to be born in a prosperous world with a highly developed magical civilization. But no matter what the process is, when you stand at the pinnacle of Sixth Tier, you must have enjoyed everything a mortal can desire - supreme fame, squandered wealth, and the absolute power of life and death."
Delilah's hand holding the teacup stagnated slightly. She didn't speak, but glanced coldly at Ian with her pure golden eyes. who had his trump card exposed before Wrath and the murderous intention seemed to have been forcibly suppressed by her, replaced by a creepy and ultimate silence. At least on the surface, this Goddess of Magic has regained its aloof majesty.
Ian didn't care at all about the other party's indifference. Like the most professional biographer, he continued to peel away the fog of time with his beguiling tone:
"However, when you stand at the pinnacle of the Sixth Tier position and overlook all living beings, you find in despair that it is the absolute limit that humans can reach on the path of magic. However, how can a genius like you, who is full of pride and thirst for knowledge, be willing to accept the shackles of a destiny that is written to death?"
"So, you resolutely abandoned the comfort of your hometown and embarked on an expedition to the star sea, which is full of dangers. In that vast universe, you may have accidentally discovered the space crack leading to the Astral Realm or other alien planes by chance."
"With your extraordinary wisdom, unparalleled talent and a little bit of luck, you broke the shackles of mortals and pushed your magic realm to Seventh Tier! If I guessed correctly, in order to complete that leap, you should have used any means necessary to Fusion some kind of high-level Magical Creatures bloodline - most likely, it is the bloodline of a giant dragon. Am I right?"
Faced with this analysis directed at the soul, Delilah remained silent and just stared at him coldly. Ian shrugged indifferently, picked up the teacup to moisten his throat, and continued his heart-wrenching remarks:
"Unfortunately, fate always likes to make malicious jokes. When you climbed to Seventh Tier after all the hard work, you finally hit a wall of truly despairing sighs-[Soul Limit]. This time, no matter how many ancient books you read, No matter how crazy the forbidden experiment you have conducted, you cannot take even half a step forward. The only shortcut seems to be to forcefully absorb [Divine Power], but for a pure caster, that kind of power is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, and it is extremely dangerous."
"In order to break this damn limit, you must have been frantically searching the entire universe for the legacy of the missing Ancient Magekind. Unfortunately, your luck seemed to have run out at that time."
"After experiencing despair after countless dashed hopes, and facing the endless fear of dying, you finally chose to bow your head and compromise. You embarked on the sad road that all the amazing and talented humans in the universe eventually had to take - ignite Divine Flame and condense Godhead!"
"However, after all, you are still the genius with a deep love for magic. Even if you were forced to become a god, your obsession with magic still surpasses any mortal. Therefore, at the moment when you gathered Godhead, you took a huge risk of backlash and forcibly stole and Fusion the extremely sensitive [Authority of Magic]."
"After that, your story became one of those vulgar but awe-inspiring mythological epics in the universe. With your extraordinary skill, talent, luck, and countless shady conspiracies, you conquered other planes step by step, stepped on countless corpses, and finally ascended to the supreme throne of Tenth Tier!"
"You bravely broke through the blockade and suppression of you by the gods, and seized the top power and status in this Cosmic Faith Plane." Ian drank all the black tea in the cup and looked at her with a burning gaze, "I wonder if I, a younger generation, can retell your autobiography accurately?"
"What are you trying to express by talking nonsense here?" Delilah's voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the soul, and a storm of divine punishment that would destroy the world was already brewing in those golden eyes.
"It's very simple," Ian's body leaned forward slightly, and the corner of his mouth raised a curve that was as fatally tempting as Demons's. "I'm providing you with an opportunity... or, in other words, an extremely formal [recruitment invitation]."
Delilah's beautiful eyes narrowed suddenly, as if they heard some extremely ridiculous remarks.
"Just as you guessed. I, on behalf of the entire Arcane Empire, formally invite you to join us." Ian's voice revealed a bewitching magic, "Completely abandon that disgusting path to the gods, full of corruption and hypocrisy, and become a pure [Arcanist] again!"
"Cut off those sad shackles that bind your soul, and reawaken the original ambition deep in your heart to endlessly pursue Truth and magic!"
"Hahahaha..." Delilah seemed to have heard a big joke. She let out an extremely cold sneer full of endless ridicule, "This is definitely the funniest and stupidest joke I have ever heard in my long immortal life!"
"Really?" Ian retorted without giving in, with that calm smile still on his face, "But I don't think so."
"I am sure that your deep love for magic and desire for Truth have not been completely wiped out by Godhead! Otherwise, you would never have risked being surrounded and suppressed by the gods in the sky and held [Authority of Magic] in your hands! Although I have not yet fully found out, Did the group of Ancient Magekind use Aether Mana Network as the basis of the Cosmic Network network, or was this an original miracle that you concealed from the world, but the core role you played in this huge network has fully proved that you attach great importance to [knowledge] and [information exchange]!"
"In my eyes, you are not a superior god at all, you are just a perfect Arcanist who was delayed by Godhead! With your terrifying soul background, if you switch to our Arcane Empire magic system - no, even if you switch to any pure magic system - you can easily return to the pinnacle of Tenth Tier!"
"In that case, why do you continue to walk shamelessly in this dead end called 'faith'? Especially when you know better than anyone else that this path of absorbing faith is essentially a chronic poison that penetrates the intestines and stomach!"
"How do you know this?!" Delilah's expression suddenly changed drastically, and a substantial murderous aura erupted like a tsunami!
Regarding Faith Power's extremely hidden and terrifying side effects that can assimilate and contaminate the will of the gods, it has always been the highest level of absolute taboo in the circle of gods! Those gods who are aloof would rather let the entire universe be destroyed than allow this fatal weakness that is related to the foundation of their power to spread to the mortal world!
"Great goddess, are you really naive to think that this kind of thing can be regarded as some kind of secret?" Ian let out an undisguised sneer, which directly silenced this arrogant goddess. Then, he changed the subject and threw out the ultimate bait that could make all the gods fall into complete madness:
"As long as you are willing to nod, relying on our Arcane Empire's vast Truth Database, combined with your incomparable underlying law foundation as a Tenth Tier god, Based on this, I assure you that you will have a great probability of directly crossing the threshold that is considered an absolute dead end and ascending to the legendary place that only exists in concept...[No. Eleventh Tier (Tier 11)]!"
Boom!
This sentence was like a bombshell, directly setting off huge waves in Delilah's mind! In this vast universe, almost all creatures - including those ancient gods who have lived for countless epochs - have a deep-rooted belief that Tenth Tier is the absolute end of power and dimension! After all, in their cognition, what else can be more advanced than the will of the entire universe?
But now, this mortal emperor who rules a tiny Empire that is not even as big as a galaxy has openly thrown out the ultimate secret about the Eleventh Tier to her!
'The value and depth of the Ancient Magekind inheritance he holds in his hands are definitely far beyond the wildest predictions of our gods!' Delilah's breathing showed an extremely weak stagnation. She squeezed her Divinity desperately, trying to cover up the greed and desire that was rolling crazily deep in her soul.
She took a deep breath and forced herself to return to that ruthless and absolute calmness. At the same time, she was rapidly calculating the authenticity of this man's words in her mind.
"Arcane Emperor, do you think that with just these few words of yours, which have no real guarantee, you can convince me to give up everything I have accumulated over hundreds of millions of years and take such a risk with you that is Reducto?" Delilah's voice was cold, but the murderous intention that could repel people thousands of miles away had unknowingly faded a bit.
"Of course not." Ian smiled with great self-knowledge, "You are now standing at the top of the pyramid of this universe in terms of power and status. The current situation is perfect for you, and you have no reason to risk your life and wealth for an illusory 'Eleventh Tier'."
"Then what are you implying in this long speech?" Delilah frowned.
"No, I didn't mean anything. I was just stating an extremely cruel objective fact." Ian's eyes suddenly became extremely compassionate, as if looking at a poor person who had lost Self, "As a god, in After so many years of being baptized by the praise, fanaticism and worship of countless believers, the desire for exploration and truth-seeking spirit in your soul that originally belonged to a pure magician has long been diluted and polluted by the disgusting Faith Power!"
"This is not your fault, this is the sad ending that this path to godhood will inevitably lead to. After all, absolute power brings absolute corruption and depravity!"
"Boom--!"
Following Ian's insulting remarks, which could be called rubbing the dignity of a god on the ground, Delilah was finally completely angered! A terrifying Divinity pressure that was enough to make stars fall erupted from her body like a volcano!
The virtual grassland space constructed by Ian using the power of speech trembled and whined violently under the crushing force of this force. The sky was filled with extremely ferocious black space cracks, as if it would completely collapse in the next second Annihilation!
"You don't have to be so angry, because your subconscious knows better than anyone else that every word I say is irrefutable Truth." Faced with this terrifying pressure that could tear him into pieces at any time, Ian still didn't even frown.
"Mortal... are you really anxious to report to Underworld?" Delilah gritted his teeth and spat out these words, the murderous intent in his eyes having condensed into substance.
"Before I take action, let me ask you one last question." Ian's voice was still shockingly steady. "If you, who are so high up now, were to face the 'past self' who had not yet condensed Godhead and was still in the sea of stars pursuing magic Truth with a narrow escape... Do you think that you in the past could still recognize the ugly face you have now?"
This sentence was like a sharp blade tempered with poison, piercing the deepest weakness of Delilah's soul. The violent Divine Radiance in her body suddenly fluctuated violently, and then slowly calmed down as if her strength had been drained. She stood there in silence, not answering this heart-wrenching question.
"The so-called Divinity, from the moment it was born, has been the absolute enemy of pure magic!" Ian's cold and rational voice continued to echo in this space that was on the verge of being broken. "This kind of hostility is not just as simple as suppressing the magicians of your gods Envy because of their power. This involves a bottom-level, irreconcilable logical paradox!"
"You, a group of gods who rely on faith to survive, must do your best to maintain the [ignorance] and [ignorance] of the believers at the bottom! Because only ignorance can give birth to blind fanaticism and faith! You have no choice but to keep them in captivity like shepherd dogs!"
"Because you know better than anyone else - once those mortals gain the enlightenment of wisdom, once they master the essential laws of the universe through magic and science, they will suddenly realize: It turns out that the gods who are aloof and pretend to be gods are just a group of super beings who have slightly mastered high-dimensional energy! You have no sacred and inviolable uniqueness at all!"
"When mortals lose their awe and fear of you... Your great Goddess of Magic, please tell me, where are you Parasite bugs going to squeeze out the Faith Power that you rely on for survival?!"
Ian's words were sobering and shocking. His silver eyes unabashedly released the deepest and most contemptuous ridicule and disdain for the gods in the sky!
"Even if you are the Goddess of Magic who has mastered [Authority of Magic] and has countless magician followers. But I have every reason to believe that in the long years in the past, you have definitely killed secretly more than once, and extremely Coldblood wiped out countless of your most devout believers and Holy Mercenary!"
"Because those genius magicians have gone too far on the road of exploring Truth! They actually tried to touch and analyze the absolute taboo [Divinity]! You are scared! You are extremely afraid that once they find out the source of your power and the underlying logic, they will kick you off the throne without hesitation and replace you!"
Delilah's alluring face turned pale and distorted at this moment. Ian's last words completely tore up the last fig leaf in her heart and exposed her most bloody scars to the air!
A painful memory that she had deliberately sealed for tens of thousands of years resurrected crazily in her mind like a poisonous snake. She clearly remembered that it was the first time she had issued an oracle, extremely Coldblood ordering her fanatical followers to Carnage another group of believers.
In that huge magical plane that she had spent countless efforts to conquer, there was an extremely prosperous Magic Empire. Due to breakthroughs in academic research, she actually began to touch the essence of "Divine Flame". In order to To preserve her absolute Divine Authority, she rained down divine punishment, completely erasing that Empire tens of billions of creatures and their proud civilization from the universe overnight!
For hundreds of years after that, the "magician nature" and "Coldblood Divinity" in her soul have been undergoing extremely painful tearing and suffering. That was a betrayal of Truth!
However... the saddest and most despairing thing is that after the first compromise and Carnage, when she later swung the butcher knife again in order to conceal the nature of the god, there was no trace of guilt in her heart. Killing and erasure became as natural as breathing.
"You don't understand me at all..." Delilah stared at Ian, those golden eyes had lost all warmth at this moment, as cold as Nine Nether Abyss's extremely cold.
"This is indeed the truth." Ian restrained all his sharpness and showed a gentlemanly smile again, but the smile did not reach his eyes at all.
"It seems that it's time for our interdimensional tea party to come to an end today." Ian looked at Delilah's disgusted expression that clearly didn't want to stay for a minute longer, and made his final concluding remarks unhurriedly, "However, I sincerely hope that you can carefully consider my proposal in the dead of night."
"With our Arcane Empire's knowledge reserve that is enough to subvert the universe, coupled with your terrifying background as the veteran Tenth Tier god, as long as we join forces, we can definitely create unimaginable miracles in this universe! Even... it is the ultimate great cause that even the Ancient Magekind back then has never touched!"
Delilah looked at him coldly, as if looking at an unreasonable lunatic. She let out a snort of extreme disdain from her nose. Then, the beautiful figure turned into icy blue light spots all over the sky, and instantly disappeared from this virtual space without a trace.
Outside Milky Way Galaxy, in the endless darkness Void.
Countless distant Ancient Gods mings exuding terrifying Tenth Tier pressure were each using their heaven-destroying Divine Power, frantically bombarding the gray-black barrier laid by Necromancer Emperor Guznader to isolate Milky Way Galaxy.
"Delilah, what happened?" Bleach--Morticia, who had been floating not far away, shrouded in the endless shadow of death, keenly noticed that Goddess of Magic's body suddenly opened its eyes, and couldn't help asking.
"It's nothing serious. There were a few small loopholes in the underlying code of the Cosmic Network network just now, and I have already fixed them." Delilah's tone was calm and without a trace of ripples.
"I see. Then we should hurry up and continue bombarding this damn turtle shell." Bleach Morticia said with a trace of annoyance in his hollow voice, "What the hell, I don't understand at all why the defense power of this barrier-breaking layer has suddenly increased so much in recent times? This is not consistent with common sense at all!"
Delilah nodded numbly and did not answer. Her eyes seemed a little distracted, and she was obviously in an extremely rare state of distraction.
In fact, even she herself didn't know why she instinctively told Morticia that lie just now. As a god, she should have made Arcane Emperor's dangerous and arrogant remarks known to the public immediately.
However, her intuition drove her to bury that shocking conversation deep in her heart. She took a deep breath and shook her head desperately, trying to remove Ian's face with a sarcastic smile and those words that were like poison in her mind. The "treasonous words" that echoed wildly were completely expelled from the depths of her soul. She forced herself to regroup the huge Divine Power and devoted all her energy to bombarding the Milky Way Galaxy shield in front of her.
However, once some seeds of doubt are planted, and once some fig leaves that blind the mind are ruthlessly torn apart, it is already a fool's errand to pretend that nothing has happened.