Chapter 106: Chapter 92: The Rise of Mysticism and the Emergence of the Word Mage

"How did you discover me?"

New Bal’s figure gradually appeared, "My Light Heaven Technique, with the help of sunlight, conceals me so that even a Telekinesis Scan cannot easily detect me."

Liu Jun still hadn’t spoken.

Beside him, a blabbering copper kettle floated in mid-air, watering flowers as it shouted, "Hahaha! Of course, my brother discovered you!"

"What is your brother?" New Bal asked curiously.

"My brother, is of course the water in my copper kettle."

Just as he said this, a cloud in the sky gradually gathered, transforming into mist and water, and gently returned to the copper kettle.

"The cloud came alive?" New Bal was dumbfounded, transforming into a water flow to return to a kettle?

This is way too absurd.

What kind of magic is this?

His eyes brightened, revealing a trace of nearly imperceptible greed.

This shouldn’t be called Mysterious Magic; it should be called Life Magic!

He happened to be traveling everywhere, searching for vitality, when he incidentally passed through the Green Shade Territory and heard of a mysterious small church here.

Curiosity piqued him for a moment, so he stealthily came over.

And upon arriving, he suddenly discovered the mysterious host of another great treasure from years past!

Long missing, discussed and speculated by the world—a Divine Object—hiding here was unexpected.

And what is going on in this courtyard?

It’s too bizarre!

Knives, forks, and plates can talk, the grass sings.

Such great opportunity!

It is absolutely a tremendous opportunity.

"Unexpectedly, a normal hero obtaining such a Divine Object shouldn’t they establish influence and become a new era’s founding Mage?" New Bal sighed, "Yet you hide in a small place as a noble."

"You aren’t going to kill me?" Liu Jun suddenly asked.

"Why would I kill you?"

New Bal said:

"This Divine Object’s power is too terrifying; it feels like a disaster, requiring you to stay alive to seal this power."

"Moreover, we will spare no cost to protect you alive."

"Killing you doesn’t benefit us. If I also merge with one Divine Object, gaining more power is pointless."

New Bal gently picked up the copper kettle, peering into its spout.

Splosh!

Water suddenly spurted out.

New Bal gently tilted his head, evading the water flow, laughing: "Alas, little cloud, you can’t hit me."

"Brother, fear not, I’ll help you hit him." The kettle, quite irate, responded with swirling Telekinesis, launching its lid hard against his head.

"Alas, little copper kettle can’t hit either."

New Bal turned his head, laughing loudly, "You are all so adorable."

Liu Jun had already understood; externally, they praised this Angel Emperor as fair.

Actually, he was just a blabbering chatterbox.

Rumor has it that on the battlefield, claiming Angel’s power can rival dragon breath, frequently arguing with Giant Dragons—incredible, but true.

Just a different form of spat.

Of course, the opponent seemed to be teasing his little pets while testing his power.

After playing for a while, New Bal’s gaze gradually revealed a deeper astonishment, continually muttering to himself:

"Strange, your power, weird, really very weird indeed."

"Among all known Divine Objects, there isn’t power more bizarre than this, resembling Wisdom, resembling Life, resembling Water, resembling Earth, resembling Wood..."

"Seems to have a bit of everything?"

He pondered slightly:

"This Mysticism, I have taken a liking to it; I think it can heal me. I plan to promote your power for use within the Holy Empire."

"Moreover, to regard your honor as a first-class Duke, how about it? Within my Angel Dynasty, hereditary, as long as my dynasty persists, you will always be a Duke."

Liu Jun stated, "Quite resolute indeed."

"My time is short." New Bal spoke, "This chance encounter constitutes a life’s turning point, as the mighty Earth God Xiangtuo Mo watches over me!"

"The Duke system feels like a vital key to my survival."

In New Bal’s eyes, the other was a natural host.

100% Magic Affinity.

That means, unlike him, there were no side effects!

The other had ample time to attempt Ascension to Divinity, with a much higher success probability than him.

This made New Bal very jealous.

The innate compatibility with Divine Objects is too important!

But he also understood that establishing good relations was the wisest choice.

After all, snatching the other’s Divine Object wouldn’t offer him compatibility, and could even result in a horrific disaster similar to a Wisdom Disaster.

Better to establish good relations.

If he were to die, then the Holy Empire could see a new Guardian emerge.

One could say he calculated things extremely well.

Since there was someone to help promote Mysterious Magic, Liu Jun didn’t refuse, and decided to follow New Bal back to the dynasty.

He had originally intended after receiving a batch of disciples and completing the foundational techniques to start spreading his magic.

Now, with the disciples from Green Shade Territory almost trained, they could serve as initial disciples to help spread the teachings.

Three days later.

The capital of the Holy Empire.

Liu Jun moved into a more extensive noble estate.

New Bal eagerly began advancing Mysterious Magic.

A piece of news spread across the land.

The new Divine Object has opened up Mysticism!

In an instant, the world was in turmoil, and even the neighboring Giant Dragon Court felt envious.

"What, allied with the Angel Race?"

"Their race is originally the Angel Race, their own kind, how could they ally with us, the Giant Dragons!"

"Why didn’t the Divine Object land among our Giant Dragons?"

"Our numbers are too few, the probability of becoming a host for the Divine Object is naturally higher for the Angels."

"Alas, the bigger the body, the stronger the individual power, the harder it is to reproduce. Even though we Giant Dragons are good at reproduction, we still have fewer numbers than the Angels."

"Our reproduction speed is much better than the Titans next door."

"Assassination, we must assassinate and take back the Divine Object!"

...

At this moment, the Giant Dragons realized their own shortcomings.

Quality is not important.

A vast quantity is the real key to being the main character!

With large numbers and a wide area to inhabit, the appearance of the Sacred Body is more likely.

Even the advent of the Divine Object is more likely to choose a race with large numbers.

On the contrary, high-end races with fewer numbers have a lower margin for error and go extinct faster!

"Damn it."

The King of Giant Dragons, Alexstrasza, upon realizing this, already felt that his race was doomed to be eliminated by the times,

"What is the future of our Dragon Race?"

"The era of creation has ended, and we have no way to change our defects."

"No, Mysticism... their Mysterious Potion seems to have various unique abilities, there must be a potion to accelerate reproduction!"

He became more determined to seize this Divine Object.

Unfortunately, he was injured internally in the battle for the Earth Divine Object back then.

He was already losing life because of the loss from Magic Compatibility, and his days were numbered.

"I want to seize the Divine Object within my lifetime!"

In his later years, Alexstrasza chose to start another war, to have a decisive battle with his lifelong rival.

The Butterfly Race, year 671.

A new war has begun.

The Holy Empire was tense, and everyone was armed.

"What a madman."

In the Holy Hall, New Bal said to his subordinates, "I knew from a long time ago that stupid dragon had no brains, myopic!"

"Doesn’t he know how terrifying the power of this Divine Object is? If he kills the Mysterious God and no one guards this power, a terrifying destructive disaster will descend, can his Dragon Race escape it?"

"Throughout our history, we have been fighting against Divine Objects, the essence of the world is despair!"

"It seems we are peaceful and happy, but it is all built upon the sacrifices of our predecessors in countless calamities, accompanied by an extreme level of luck."

"He is about to trigger another disaster! Break the seal of the Magic Box of ’Mysterious’. He intends to attack our Mysterious God, what do you say we should do?"

The Angels below were filled with righteous indignation:

"War!"

"Kill that old dragon!"

"In recent years we’ve increased the reproduction speed of our race, their Dragon Race numbers have dwindled to less than one percent of ours, with such a small base, how can any high wisdom talents emerge? That Dragon King wouldn’t even qualify to enter our Holy Hall, his brain is only suited to be a minor general on the battlefield!"

"Hahaha, they’re powerful individually, but not very bright, that’s how it is!"

"Protect the Mysterious God!"

"Charge!"

The war began.

The battle at the front was cataclysmic.

Because the magic of Mysticism broke the balance between the two races on the land.

Liu Jun suffered more than thirty assassination attempts on the estate.

"Protect Duke Li Wei!"

"For the glory of the Angels!"

"Kill these savage Giant Dragons!"

Liu Jun’s noble estate was like an iron fortress, surrounded by brave and devout War Angels, in layer upon layer.

They were even willing to give their lives to block the assassinations.

Liu Jun, seeing this, felt a bit helpless, "Am I being treated like a tower defense game’s crystal, to be protected?"

How many times has it been now?

However, Liu Jun also appreciated that the Angel Race still carried the spirit of the Butterfly Race.

Fearless of death, with a determination like moths to a flame.

Time passed by the minute and the second.

Blink, and more than ten years had gone by.

This world war had even involved other hidden races.

And Mysticism was continuously thriving, producing various powerful Mysterious Mages.

They inherited some of the magic power of the Divine Object.

But the mortals on the land preferred to call them witches, prophets, Word Spirit Mages, and wizards.

They wielded the power of ’Mysterious’.

Some powerful witches even had broomsticks that talked, using potted plants and statues at their doorsteps to guard their estates!

Their homes were filled with strange and absurd objects, riddled with traps.

They were obsessed with pioneering experiments, cultivating various unique magic potions.

Meanwhile, Liu Jun ignored the external conflicts, establishing the "Mysticism Church". With the dissemination of its power, he made a fortune.

"The foundation of Mysticism has been laid."

Liu Jun was very satisfied with this, "When this power is thoroughly studied by the mortals and 100% extracted onto myself, I will achieve a qualitative change."

"Perhaps, there’s a chance to truly become the Creator God."

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