A God That Still Needed to Grow
"What the hell is that?!"
Abei's astonishment far surpassed that of Fudolin, for he noticed that the gladiatorial arenas in the Imperial Capital had collapsed.
The familiar scene of the past has suddenly changed drastically, and there is an old man's wrinkled face floating in the air. No matter how you look at it, this is a very, very unusual thing!
Moreover, he felt a chill just by being in Black Rock City.
It is the body's spontaneous avoidance instinct that arises after encountering a powerful creature.
Every cell in his body was warning him never to try to fight that creature, and that it was best to stay away to ensure his safety.
But how can we not get closer!
His grandfather and other relatives are still in the dragon's nest, and there is no way to know their situation from here. This sense of worry keeps Abei from stopping his wings.
"Are we going to go?" he asked Fudolin.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
At this very moment, the Magic Mist is happily contracting.
Yuenka's laughter echoed around like thunder.
Even the Berserk Dragon that once toured the Imperial Capital wasn't as big as Yuenka's face now.
Like a giant god breaking through the clouds and looking down upon the human world.
The Magic Mist continued to spread outwards, its immense density seemingly appearing out of nowhere, leaving everyone bewildered. But the more important thing was—
If the fog continues to expand, will Yuenka eventually manifest not only her face but also her body?
That was truly a colossal body that could only be described as a Titan. To this day, there is probably no living creature on the surface world that can reach that height!
From this perspective, it might be a stretch to call him the "God of Magic" in his current state.
A massive body naturally brings a sense of oppression, but if Yuenka doesn't demonstrate anything else, then becoming a god is out of the question.
However, performance in other areas was quickly made up for.
The Magic Mist is so powerful that it can cause physical discomfort if inhaled, and the high concentration of fog has caused many ordinary people to faint upon arrival.
Wherever the fog spread, people collapsed in droves, their faces contorted in pain.
It has a similar meaning to the idea of gods descending to earth and all living beings kneeling in worship in myths and legends.
However, the mystical concepts used to describe deities, such as "divinity" and "Divine Might," were not manifested in Yuenka.
Or rather, he didn't display any imposing presence; if humans closed their eyes, they wouldn't perceive his existence, as if he had merged into nature, becoming a part of the world itself.
This in itself is already a remarkable characteristic.
The local magicians who still possess consciousness have a vague feeling that they have formed an unclear connection with Yuenka.
It was as if his own spirit was connected to him by a bond.
The wind rises and the clouds surge, the sea of fog rolls and churns.
Yuenka's face was filled with joy.
[It's a success! It's a success! My experiment was a success!]
This body is that of a god!
"Aww!"
E'luo exhaled a breath that slammed into Yuenka's face, creating a deep dent. The surrounding mist immediately dissipated, but the damage was instantly repaired the next second.
I can't hit it. This thing seems to be immune to physical attacks; I can't hit it at all.
"E'luo, do you think you can threaten me now with those methods?"
Suddenly, a giant fist formed from condensed mist appeared beside Yuenka's face and smashed towards the two dragon clan chiefs.
They had no time to dodge and could only take the hit head-on, thinking that with their strong physical abilities, they would be able to withstand the attack.
However, the fog fist passed through their bodies without causing any physical impact.
E'luo and Xiduo were stunned for a moment, but then they tensed up abruptly.
Magical attacks—five or six different spells working together were applied to them in a single second. These spells were changing every second, and in no time, the two dragons would probably devour all the magic that existed in the world!
Who knows what other underhanded tricks magic might have? They couldn't fight it head-on, so they decisively broke through the fog and fled. The fog pursued them relentlessly, while Yuenka in the sky laughed with satisfaction.
A barrier shimmering with runes suddenly appeared, blocking the fog and E'luo, allowing them to escape to a safe distance.
"Would a god do something like you, playing with life and laughing all the while? You're really degrading yourself as a god!"
It was Tu Erqi and Seth who worked together to overcome the chaos caused by the magic outburst. They were pale, but their spirits were not diminished.
[You two... Fine, there's no point in arguing with you. I am now a deity, beyond dispute.]
As he said this, the barrier blocking the fog suddenly shattered!
"How is this possible!?" Tu Erqi was shocked. That was her latest magic that she hadn't even announced yet, and the way it shattered just now made it seem like it had been cracked!
[God can do more than just these things.]
Amidst the surging mist, a barrier, similar in height to the previous one but with subtle "improvements," suddenly appeared in mid-air and slammed down towards the two professors on the ground!
"My magic was broken and then instantly restored in an instant!?"
The two dodged frantically, but Yuenka's attacks came one after another, forcing them to retreat continuously without any respite.
Yuenka easily overpowered the two magic professors without even using his full strength.
E'luo and Xiduo were forced to flee, the magic professor was powerless to fight back, and the Legion on the ground was not a concern either, as the presence of the Magic Mist alone paralyzed more than half of the Legion, and the remaining people were struggling to resist the corrosive effects of the high concentration of magic.
Why were the Legion of the Warrior Country so easily defeated by Yuenka?
Because these people are all supporters of the Warrior Reform, they have all learned magic and mastered the technique of converting battle aura, so they can all be considered magicians.
And at this moment, he has absolute control over the magician!
Looking at the chaotic Imperial Capital, Yuenka surveyed the entire Warrior Country, filled with mixed emotions.
What could be more joyful than the results of my years of experiments?
However, I am not a complete god at the moment; at best, I am just an embryo.
He was no longer human, but he was not a god either, and he didn't understand what state he was in now.
However, he still needs to grow.
The thought of growth flashed through his mind, and hundreds of people in the Imperial Capital instantly lost their vital signs, turning into threads of Spirit Power that surged toward Yuenka.
Having absorbed these insights, his eyes gleamed with even greater wisdom, yet his expression subtly softened without him realizing it.
The people he just absorbed were the most accomplished magicians in the city, those with the closest ties to him, and those who had learned and improved the most magic.
In other words, it is the person who admires him the most!
The path to godhood that Yuenka discovered is simple and classic, consisting of just one word—faith.
He had been planning this for a long time, collecting the belief in magic among the Warrior Country and subtly promoting himself, mixing the people's belief in magic with their worship of him.
With the help of the two combined and some magical ritual power, he was finally able to complete his experiment!
However, he is still far from becoming a perfect being like a god; he needs to grow.
And the best nourishment for his growth was the magicians who worshipped him!
Yuenka was able to improve a large number of spells because he had a "Unique Talent" in this area, but this talent had a problem: it required a high level of mental exertion when using it.
As he aged and his spirit weakened, he gradually became unable to sustain the use of his talents, and producing improved magic became increasingly difficult.
After he ascended to the status of a self-proclaimed god, he could actively absorb the spirits of the magicians who revered him and use them to strengthen himself.
Each person absorbed is equivalent to adding a portion of spirit to work for their Unique Talent.
When he reaches the final stage of his growth, he will likely have millions of spirits working for him. At that time, he will be able to analyze any magic with just a glance, and even create hundreds or thousands of different improvement plans, learning all the magic in the world!
When that time comes, he will be the undisputed God of Magic!
The first source of nourishment he absorbed was naturally his disciples, who admired him the most.
Then it should start with the mages of the Warrior Country, followed by the Warrior who have learned improved magic, and then the most inefficient but most numerous ordinary people.
Eat, eat, eat! He's going to eat even more than Eldridge!
Unfortunately, Aide Jia managed to escape. How did he find out about my plan?
Aide Jia, his most outstanding disciple, improved the aura conversion technology and even made breakthroughs in the recent research on the Glintstone Magic of the Zane Dungeon. If you could eat him, he would probably be equivalent to eating hundreds of people.
But this excellent source of nourishment has now disappeared without a trace.
[Fine, once my body covers the entire world, I'll find him sooner or later.]
Just as Yuenka was about to continue eating, the Dragon Roar echoed from the horizon.
Turning around, I saw that E'luo and Xiduo had returned, followed by thousands of dragons!
They were all charging up attacks imbued with magical elements, perhaps thinking that Yuenka immune to physical attacks, so they had no choice but to try fighting with magic.
Thousands of dragons soaring together created a truly spectacular sight.
No, you'll cause me trouble now.
We're still in a precious growth period, so we can't afford to get hurt.
Every god has a divine pet under their command; for me, I'll refer to the legend of the God of Magic.
The mist surged and churned, and one after another, the monsters formed from the mist were rapidly taking shape. His army of thousands was about to appear!
What follows will be a battle between the dragons and the "familiars of the gods"!
But just then, Abei rushed over like a shooting star, shouting:
"Grandpa, something terrible has happened! A huge horde of demonic dragons is heading straight for us!"
Fudolin shouted back, "Let's run into the nearest dungeon and hide!"
The appearance of the two dragons instantly shattered the atmosphere that had just been built up on the battlefield.
"A demonic dragon?"
Both sides on the battlefield wore expressions of complete bewilderment, and even the billowing fog stopped.
What is the name of the Demon Dragon?
A magical dragon? Or does this "magic" refer to evil?
Most importantly, where else besides the Warrior Country can you find flocks of dragons?
Shortly after Abei and the others finished shouting, a huge slit suddenly appeared in the sky!
And from within those abruptly appearing lacerations, a horde of dark dragons suddenly materialized on the battlefield!
"How could they have arrived so quickly!?"