The Plan to Summon a God / A Summoning That Hit the Jackpot

After hearing this story, Olga Marie remained silent for a long time. She already knew that Mephistopheles was a visitor from another world, but after hearing this story, she was still amazed by his talent and ability to act.

From the age of ten, he had already planned his future and, without anyone's supervision, began searching for traces of True Magic from every possible clue!

Furthermore, they discovered true True Magic and true mystery from these traces, learned basic magic manipulation through their own knowledge, and even successfully cast True Magic!

This talent is simply monstrous!

But the girl named Leivinia shocked her even more.

Mephistopheles is ten years old, while this girl is only eight. At eight years old, she's already the leader of an organization, and her strength seems incredibly powerful. What kind of world is that?!

He was only eight years old! When I was eight, I didn't understand anything!

Chapter 192 The Plan to Summon the God

Olga Marie and Black Jeanne had a friendly discussion, talking about Mephistopheles's past, which they had seen in their dreams.

However, as the discussion progressed, in addition to gaining a better understanding of Mephistopheles, the two also reached a consensus on another matter.

"I have a feeling that Mephistopheles's world used to be quite terrifying..." Olga Marie said in a low voice.

"Although I am relatively new, I possess the common sense bestowed upon me by the Holy Grail, as well as a portion of the memories belonging to Jeanne d'Arc and Gilles. I know what the outside world is like, but no matter how I look at it, it cannot compare to the world Mephistopheles once knew..."

In that world, True Magic is everywhere, and magical power is omnipresent. Simple props and simple operations can unleash the power of True Magic and bring mystery back to life!

Olga Marie couldn't help but recall the Magecraft she had seen in her childhood, each one incredibly arrogant, yet each one barely clinging to life. Even those inside the Clock Tower, constantly researching new Magecraft, were essentially just prolonging their lives.

These guys gradually descended into madness, frantically seeking the Root, wanting to find the true secret, but who has truly succeeded? Most are merely trying to perpetuate their family's Magecraft, thus becoming increasingly inhumane.

"It suddenly feels quite ironic..." Olga Marie murmured.

"What's wrong?" Black Jeanne asked. She still had some goodwill towards this woman who, like herself, was Mephistopheles contractor in some ways.

"The development of human civilization is a continuous process of improving human rights, but for Magecraft, there seems to be little room for advancement... Although they receive education in these areas, in reality, many families resort to extreme measures to ensure the continuation of their Magecraft..."

"Of course, the reasons are always different. Some people like to say that they are pursuing the truth and don't care how many people die for it, while others say that it is for the future of all mankind, so it doesn't matter how many people die..."

Black Jeanne quietly looked at Olga Marie, whose face was full of helplessness, and even a hint of self-mockery.

"But in reality, I don't think there's much difference between the two. Essentially, both involve arbitrarily deciding someone else's life without their consent."

Black Jeanne didn't know why the other person suddenly had this thought. She carefully recalled their discussion about Mephistopheles's past but couldn't find anything that could evoke such a feeling.

"I'm sorry, these thoughts only came to mind because of Mephistopheles's past, that strange world. His world is always mysterious, and he wouldn't encounter the difficulties that Magecraft face. In that kind of world, I doubt there would be any madmen like the ones I usually encounter."

"If I hadn't met him, how would I have come into this world?" A voice suddenly appeared, accompanied by the door being pushed open, and Mephistopheles walked in.

Seeing Mephistopheles enter, Olga Marie's eyes widened, and she exclaimed in a panic, "How did you get in?!"

"I came here to talk to you, and then I happened to overhear what you were saying. What? You're discussing a dream that involves me? Can't I even know about something like this, where I'm the main character?" Mephistopheles said, naturally walking up to the two of them. "But there's something you might not have noticed."

"What did I miss?" Olga Marie asked, calming her nerves slightly and showing some curiosity.

Mephistopheles chuckled, "That's faith. I'm not talking about faith in pursuing truth. Pursuing truth is my goal. What I mean by faith is more like what you believe in and what you practice. For example, a believer who practices the ways of saints."

Olga Marie looked at Mephistopheles with some confusion, wondering why he suddenly brought this up.

"To put it simply, based on my experience in two worlds, both of which are in London..."

"In my original world, the priests of Anglican Church churches truly believed in God and practiced their asceticism. There might be some hypocritical ones, but they were only a minority."

"But here, most of the priests I see are just a group of people who have power and are driven by power. There may be some who believe in their own God and practice those rules, but they are actually the minority."

"Of course, I can't say which is good or bad. At least those driven by power are fine as long as they stay within the framework. But people with their own beliefs can sometimes do terrible things for the sake of their beliefs."

"After all, because of their own beliefs, they are often fearless."

Olga Marie looked at Mephistopheles and suddenly remembered the evil True Magic society he had encountered before, which was full of Ghoul and the like.

"That's not really a belief system, it's just a bunch of guys chasing immortality causing trouble, they have no moral bottom line, and they're actually easy to deal with. What I'm talking about is..."

"For example, there is now an idealist who believes that the human world should become a paradise. He wants to change the tragedy of the world and make everyone happy. He is determined to realize this wish. Originally, he had no power, but later he obtained the Holy Grail, and he plans to use the power of the Holy Grail to achieve this."

Mephistopheles smiled slightly as he finished speaking.

"What will the world become?"

Olga Marie frowned. "Become happy?"

Mephistopheles then asked, "What is happiness?"

A simple question, yet when I opened my mouth to answer, I found it difficult to answer.

"Everyone has a different definition of happiness, and what is your happiness may be someone else's pain. For example, you like someone and want to marry them, and then you get married, but another person who likes them is heartbroken and in pain. So-called happiness is not so simple to define."

"Isn't it the same as those guys who summoned Ghoul in order to gain immortality? They all want to live forever. The better ones have completely severed themselves from the concept of death and no longer have the concept of death. This is very difficult. The worse ones turn themselves into Ghoul and live by eating corpses or even humans. This can also be considered as living forever."

"Different interpretations will lead to drastically different answers, and in my previous world, there were quite a few people willing to follow their own path for this belief..."

Mephistopheles sighed silently at this point, "Even demons follow their own beliefs and their own path..."

Olga Marie and Black Jeanne were both stunned. "A demon?!"

Olga Marie quickly asked, "How does it compare to Solomon's Demon Pillar?"

"If you're talking about those guys who are now impersonating Solomon, there's no comparison. The demon I'm talking about could crush them with one finger. But if we're talking about the real Seventy-Two Demon Gods, then Baal's rank should be about the same as His."

"However, from a mystical perspective, His importance is unmatched by Baal, especially for True Magic like me who follows the Golden Dawn True Magic. It's almost inevitable that I will face him."

"By the way, this demon is very powerful. It's not a demon from hell, but a great demon lurking within the hidden Prima Materia of the Tree of Life. If you want to truly achieve immortality, you must cross the area it guards..."

Almost instantly, Mephistopheles transformed into a teacher, beginning to explain the relationship between demons and the Tree of Life to the two of them. Seeing this, Olga Marie sighed, shrugged, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

It's good to have a teacher willing to teach you, but she really doesn't want to learn these things right now!

All she wanted to know now were other things, especially things about Mephistopheles himself!

However, Black Jeanne Alter seemed to take an interest in the topic.

"True immortality?"

"It means truly transcending the Abyss, no longer being in the human realm, but entering the upper three Grand, the non-human realm. At that time, one can be called the Lord of the Temple. If one had to describe it, it would most likely be an existence that this world, or rather, human language, cannot describe."

Black Jeanne couldn't help but ask, "So, you can call yourself a god?"

"That's right, one can indeed call oneself a god."

"But what about compared to God?"

Mephistopheles fell silent, then said helplessly, "Alright, then let's call you an angel. If you truly want to follow God's requirements, you must reach the highest position, perhaps even surpassing it to reach the hidden Grand, before you can call yourself a god..."

Seeing Mephistopheles and Black Jeanne about to start chatting, Olga Marie finally couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, "Ah, alright, just tell me what you want to see me about!"

"Oh, right, I almost forgot about the important matter!" Mephistopheles immediately realized and said, "I need to perform a new summoning, so I wanted to tell you about it."

"Summoning Servants? You don't need to tell me about that, do you all have the right to do so?"

"It's not a servant summoning..." Mephistopheles hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "It's a summoning circle I set up myself. It requires applying for an open area, and then setting up a protective barrier to temporarily cut off that area and turn it into a Temple. After all, the person I'm summoning this time might not be so easy to just call out."

Olga Marie's eyes widened slightly, and a multitude of possibilities flashed through her mind. "Who exactly are you trying to summon?!"

"Let's try to summon the true form of the god. Although the Great Source Magic is weakened and not suitable for the existence of Phantasmal Species, as long as a contract is signed and a special True Magic formula is constructed on the god, its existence should be guaranteed."

Mephistopheles went on and on, but Olga Marie only caught a small part of it. "Wait, you're going to summon the true form of God?!"

Summoning a god as a servant requires the god to be demoted, and even then, the god will still suffer immense suppression, preventing them from unleashing their true power. Furthermore, with the end of the Age of Gods, the god can no longer walk among humans.

Now, Mephistopheles is actually planning to try and summon the true form of God!

Mephistopheles nodded and said, "That's right, I need to summon the gods down, which is why I need a special place to build Temple."

"So, the purpose of the Temple is to prevent the power of the gods from destroying this area?"

"Just in case. Although I'm confident I can prevent the power from exploding, and I'm also confident the other side won't act so impulsively, I'll still say it again, just in case."

Could he be planning to summon Artemis? Well, she's his girlfriend after all; he must miss her terribly these days... Olga Marie thought to herself, then pouted, "Who are you planning to summon?"

Mephistopheles sighed somewhat helplessly, "I want to try summoning Shiva first."

"Oh, it's Al..." Olga Marie said, then suddenly realized what she had just heard, her face changed, and she immediately jumped up, "Wait, Shiva?!"

"Yes, Shiva, what's wrong?"

"Wait a minute, why are you summoning Shiva?! Isn't that the Hindu god of destruction?!"

"Because... Shiva and Parvati are a good match. If you don't think that's a good idea, then I can try to summon the Blood Mother and then use Blood Mother power to summon the Beast 666. That's also a good match."

Olga Marie frowned. She could understand Shiva and Parvati, but the Blood Mother and the Beast 666 just sounded really bad!

"What exactly are you planning to do?!"

"It's time to prepare for the advancement in rank and pave the way in advance. If I can make contact with the supreme Yin and Yang beforehand, it will definitely help my future path. Fortunately, I obtained Shiva's power during this mission, so I can try to summon Shiva with this."

Olga Marie hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Won't it really get out of control?"

"No, Shiva is the Lord of Innocence. Unless he is truly beyond redemption, he will not destroy the world. Besides, I am just summoning him and asking for a favor. If I cannot summon his true form, summoning an avatar is not bad either."

"Besides, I'm prepared. As long as I connect with the concepts of father and mother, I'm confident I won't anger him. Moreover, if I can really master a portion of Shiva's power and the True Magic formulas related to destruction, it will make dealing with Goetia much easier, right?"

The suggestion to use destructive power to deal with Goetia made Olga Marie fall into deep thought. At present, everyone already has a plan to deal with Goetia, but it would be a good thing to have more trump cards.

After a moment of silence, Olga Marie slowly nodded and said, "You can try, but you must be well prepared. When building Temple, you must build the strongest Temple you can!"

Mephistopheles smiled slightly, "Don't worry, it will definitely be the strongest Temple I can build!"

Chapter 193 A Lucky Summon

Mephistopheles had constructed Temple based on a vast area several times, but aside from the training sessions, the number of times he had actually built large Temple for special reasons could be counted on one hand.

However, Mephistopheles was quite familiar with Temple, so much so that he frequently dealt with them.

Mephistopheles's clothes were a symbol of the Temple itself, but the power that such a symbol of the Temple could obtain was limited. He had gone to great lengths to make them capable of withstanding a nuclear attack.

This is partly due to his own lack of knowledge, and also due to other reasons such as the availability of materials.

If it were constructed based on the Shroud of Turin, then its protective capabilities could potentially reach world-class levels.

Of course, obtaining the Shroud of Turin is impossible. It's like Lance of Longinus that wounded Jesus; both are sacred artifacts, yet both have been carefully preserved.

"Perhaps in the future I could consider using linen, and then using my own Sanctification Magic to create a fake Shroud of Turin, and then using that as a base, combined with True Magic incantations, to weave new clothes as my coat."

Mephistopheles considered it for a moment, then smiled slightly. He took the resources he had smuggled from the resource center and began constructing the True Magic circle around him.

As he built it, he pondered various aspects of the Temple.

According to Mephistopheles's memory, the nun's habit worn by Index, the female protagonist of A Certain Magical Index, was originally modeled after the Shroud of Turin, Temple that could withstand even attacks from saints, but it was destroyed by the male protagonist Kamijou Touma.

There were many other Temple, but the one that impressed him the most was a Britain ship. The ship itself was Temple with an enormous interior space and world-class defensive capabilities. Even an attack capable of destroying half the universe would not affect the outside world from within.

Thinking about this, Mephistopheles couldn't help but feel a little envious.

"As expected of Great Britain, their foundation in mysticism is truly impressive... If I had that ship as Temple for me to summon, I wouldn't need to be so worried and cautious..."

Thinking it over, he quickened his pace.

Soon, the entire room was enveloped by the magic circle drawn by Mephistopheles, which contained an extremely complex combination of circles and polygons. Not only that, but there were also a large number of runes, which filled various places, even the gaps between lines.

As the entire magic array was completed, at that instant, a force emerged from the void and quickly began to fill the area!

At this moment, all communication between the inside and outside was severed, and this area became a completely independent region!

The door serves as a boundary, separating the inside from the outside!

"We've lost contact, it's like all information has suddenly been cut off!" the staff member shouted to Olga Marie.

Olga Marie frowned slightly and looked in the other direction.

The staff on the other end were also looking at the screen. When Olga Marie looked at them, they quickly said, "The footage taken from the doorway is normal; there's nothing unusual."

"That's good. It seems the information is only blocked, but it's still visible from the front." Olga Marie nodded slightly, relieved.

Romani stood nearby, also watching the screen. In this manually recorded footage, the True Magic circle in the room emitted a faint light, which then faded, as if it had lost its effect.

However, the test results from the instrument show that this area has become undetectable and can only be observed with the naked eye.

This indicates that the True Magic circle in this area is still functioning.

"That's really insane, actually planning to summon the true form of a god..." Romani muttered to himself, continuing to observe the scene. At this moment, what was being filmed at the door was not a person, but just a wired camera.

They were a bit wary of wireless connections, believing that wired connections were more resistant to interference.

"Pretty daring, isn't it? Summoning the true form of a god—if it really succeeds, it will absolutely be the greatest thing in Chaldea's history, and even in human history; it could even rewrite human history!" Leonardo da Vinci said.