Wizard: I Can Refine Everything
Chapter 577 - 39 The Divine King’s Gaze

Chapter 577: Chapter 39 The Divine King’s Gaze

"You’ve probably slept for about five hundred years, give or take some. I’m not very sensitive to time, so please forgive me."

The voice of the World Mushroom was as dull as ever; five hundred years were hardly more than a nap to him.

"Five hundred years... that’s really long. If I stayed in that perfect world any longer, my soul might have been exhausted within this year."

Richard stood up, the mycelium in front of him parted, revealing a path leading to the outside world.

Entering the Secret Realm, Richard stretched his body. But as soon as he moved, he sensed that something was off about his body.

He waved his left hand, and a dark red power of the Abyss burst forth from his fingertips.

"The power of the Abyss, have I been corrupted?"

Richard was startled, and the last scene of the Divine Ascension war flashed through his mind. At the final moment of the Abyss Demon’s life, it chose to self-destruct in a bid to take him down with it.

If he remembered correctly, his body seemed to have been seriously injured.

With a thought, Richard’s overwhelming spiritual power surged from his head. After making the ultimate leap, Richard’s spiritual power had undergone a qualitative leap.

His spiritual power was about ten times stronger than during the period of the Three Rings.

This is almost the difference between a Wizard Apprentice and a Wizard.

He could also clearly feel a significant enhancement in his ability to carry rules—a single rule would no longer be his limit.

As his spiritual power coursed through his body, Richard’s expression became increasingly amazed.

"Is this... a second heart?"

Through his spiritual power’s probing, Richard discovered that his body organs were almost entirely different from before his advancement, with the most prominent feature being the second heart beating in his right chest.

This heart was the starting point of the Abyss power’s circulation within Richard’s body. Starting from it, a system exclusive to the power of the Abyss operated independently yet complemented Richard’s own circulatory system.

As long as Richard desired, the two could merge into one at any time.

"Is this the Abyss Transformation Ulysses mentioned before?"

Confirming the condition of his body, Richard immediately thought of what Ulysses had previously said. Many divine beings from the Gods Civilization would willingly infect themselves with the Abyss to gain its power.

Given his circumstances at the time... Richard’s mind raced, and he could almost conclude that he had achieved symbiosis with the Abyss.

"Is this what it means to coexist with the Abyss? It doesn’t look so bad."

A wisp of Abyss Magic intertwined with the power of the Abyss emerged from Richard’s fingertips. Under his manipulation, it continuously attracted elements in the air, forming a fireball imbued with the Abyss aura.

With a casual wave, the fireball exploded in the air, resembling a blooming Fire Flower.

Richard assessed the power of the spell, furrowing his brows slightly: "Why is there no change in power? Could it be that the power of the Abyss merely infects witchcraft with the Abyss corruption?"

The power of this fireball was no different from one constructed purely with Magic Power, except it carried the Abyss aura.

But soon, Richard understood the reason behind the phenomenon.

"I must have gotten muddled from sleeping," Richard gently knocked his head and shook it in self-deprecation. "The power of Elemental Magic comes from the elements. Unless the energy itself can attract elements, the power of the spell won’t change.

That Soul Secret Realm really had an effect; such a simple mistake shouldn’t have happened."

Changing his focus, Richard began conducting energy witchcraft experiments using Abyss Magic.

BOOM!

A dark red thunderbolt struck from Richard’s fingertip, landing accurately on a target.

Richard checked the energy level and was greatly shocked in his heart.

"How can it be so high!"

On the target, the energy level of the dark red thunderbolt was one hundred and fifty—a number not impressive enough to even harm Richard’s hair. However, with only Magic Power, the same thunderbolt would have an energy level of just one hundred.

In other words, after mixing in the power of the Abyss, the witchcraft’s power increased by a full fifty percent and even carried Abyss corruption.

"If the Abyss Magic containing mixed power of the Abyss is already so strong, wouldn’t pure Abyss power be even stronger?"

With a thought, the pure power of the Abyss within Richard began to stir. The energy changed at Richard’s fingertips following the Magic Model, but quickly, the stable Magic Model became chaotic.

With a "bang," the cluster of Abyss power suddenly exploded.

Richard casually gathered the Abyss aura in the air, musing, "Incompatible, huh?"

The witchcraft of a Wizard is designed for the Wizard’s Magic Power; it’s normal for alien energy like the power of the Abyss to be incompatible with a witchcraft model.

Then Richard performed several more witchcraft experiments, and from them, he drew a rough conclusion.

The higher the proportion of the power of the Abyss in the Abyss Magic, the less stable the witchcraft model becomes, but correspondingly, the spell’s power also greatly increases.

In extreme conditions, the amplification of the Abyss power can approach double. In other words, without modifying the Magic Model, the power of the Abyss can nearly double the spell’s energy level for free.

"No wonder there’s a deliberate infection with the Abyss. Such amplification would probably make every Wizard want to be infected."

For the time being, the matter of the Abyss was settled, and Richard continued to adapt to his body.

Upon becoming a fourth-level being, Richard could clearly feel a transparent barrier around his world, as if he were seeing the world through glasses.

This was Richard’s first time feeling the Veil so intuitively.

He attempted to remove these "glasses," but regardless of whether he used spiritual power, magic power, or the Power of Abyss, he couldn’t dispel this barrier.

"Master, to enter behind the veil, you need to find a gap in the veil, or create one using the Power of Dimension."

The voice of the World Mushroom suddenly whispered in Richard’s ear, causing him to pause slightly before realizing that the World Mushroom was also a World Master.

"Gap... Power of Dimension..."

Richard looked around and found that the entire Secret Realm was flawless, with no so-called gap at all. And the Power of Dimension...

Upon realizing the Power of Dimension, Richard immediately sensed the phantom power entangled around him. This phantom power was divided into two strands; one was neutral and calm, without any characteristics, much like a Wizard’s magic power. The other strand had a gentle aura, akin to the warm spring sun—soft and warming.

"Eh, something’s wrong, why do I have two kinds of Power of Dimension?"

Richard suddenly realized the oddity; it was normal for him to have the Power of Dimension from the Wizard Dimension, considering his stake in that. But what was this other gentle Power of Dimension?

Before he could end his confusion, a grand and majestic voice echoed in his ear.

"Sage, congratulations on completing the trial. I am the Eternal God King, waiting for you in the Pantheon."

The voice disappeared, leaving Richard feeling as if he were cracking and turning to stone.

No, why would the Divine King notice him? He was just a puny Fourth Level being; what merit could attract the attention of the Divine King?

But come to think of it, he was the only successful one on the path of achieving godhood through great achievements, so being watched by the Divine King was indeed fitting.

But now, Richard faced a dilemma: should he go or not?

"World Mushroom! Where’s Ulysses?" Richard called out to the World Mushroom.

"Master, old crow fell into slumber after sending you in. So far, he shows no signs of awakening."

"Still not awake?"

"Yes, Master. But I can feel that his power is reviving. Soon, he should awaken."

"Your ’soon,’ specifically how long is it?"

"One or two centuries, Master. I think you should get used to your new identity. One or two centuries are just a short rest for us."

A short rest?

Richard rubbed his head. Given this ’short rest,’ it seemed that the esteemed God King should forgive him for being a little late.

...

In the Gods’ Dimension, a creature resembling a galaxy floated before Richard’s Divine Statue.

Behind it was a vast, practically endless Temple, filled with countless Divine Statues of various forms. And deep within the Temple, three massive Thrones indicated the extraordinary nature of those seated upon them.

"A new Main God is about to emerge through the path of achieving godhood by great achievements."

A voice suddenly came from behind the galaxy creature, and shortly after, a towering creature bearing two crows on his shoulders and holding a long spear walked beside it from one of the Thrones.

"Protean, what are you doing here?" The galaxy creature uttered a majestic voice.

"I’m not doing anything." The Protean God King chuckled, "I just noticed that the Pantheon gained a new member, so I came to have a look."

The galaxy creature wasn’t fooled by the words of the Protean God King and straightforwardly said, "This person is mine. I haven’t even settled scores with you for tricking away that god of war last time. You don’t think you can trick this one away too."

The Protean God King, unoffended, continued to chuckle, "Eternal, don’t be so stingy, it’s just a Main God. With so many capable people under you, one less won’t hurt."

"Just a Main God?" The voice of the Eternal God King suddenly intensified, "If it’s just a Main God, why don’t you give me two?"

There are only about a dozen Main Gods in the entire Pantheon. Divided among each God King, that’s just a few per person.

Unlike the contribution system of the Wizard Civilization, the power in the Gods’ Dimension is divided by Divine Systems. In other words, the more people you have, and the stronger your power, the more power you can control.

And the weight of a Main God is almost equivalent to a Divine System without one.

"Eh, Eternal, your family is vast, but I’m just a wanderer; I don’t have such a big heritage."

The Protean God King was not upset, no matter what the Eternal God King claimed, he couldn’t let him take away his own person.

"This young fellow called Sage seems to play magic the same way I do. My Rune aligns very well with him."

"Impossible, Protean, give up on it."

"Negotiate a little more. You see, last time you took away that little crow, I didn’t say anything. That’s still a high-tier god, isn’t it?"

"Are you calling that a robbery? It was mine in the first place; the world being overrun by the Abyss was what forced him to stay with you for a while!"

"Really can’t negotiate?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Oh well, then it’s each relying on their own abilities."

Before the words finished, the Protean God King suddenly waved his long spear, pointing at Richard’s Divine Statue. The Eternal God King, surprised by the shameless move of his old rival, didn’t manage to stop him in time.

In the next moment, a Rune, along with a message, was transmitted into Richard’s body as he was adapting to his new status.

"Sage, I am the Protean God King. I feel we have much in common. This is a greeting gift, perhaps we can talk when you arrive at the Pantheon in the future."

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