Throne of Magical Arcana

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

On the top floor of the Allyn magic tower, the spot where Douglas was standing had turned into a swirl that was spinning and absorbing everything around. This was because even though the rays had been absorbed by it, it was deep and dark with the world-destroying horror.

Brook and Hathaway controlled the defense of Allyn, ready to resist the attacks of demigods, while they observed the changes carefully and gathered experience for themselves, hoping to figure out the mechanism of the process.

They saw that the materials in the magic circle that were prepared in advance floated crazily and got absorbed by the swirl almost at the same time. They saw that the Land of Truth, which had been manifested in the main material world, and Douglas’ cognitive world were broken under the enormous attraction force and pulled into the vortex overwhelmingly. They saw that the lines and patterns of the magic circle were removed from the ground and gathered into a ball, melting into the darkness…

The unimaginable changes made Brook rather anxious, particularly when Allyn, Hathaway, and himself seemed about to be absorbed when the attraction force came to the strongest point. He almost performed a legendary magic spell to resist it.

At this moment, Hathaway stopped before him and shook her head slightly, hinting him to wait longer.

The starry sky of destiny collapsed, and stars fell like a heavy rain into the dangerous and dark swirl.

The swirl came to an abrupt halt and stopped moving. Even the time and space around seemed frozen.

Brook and Hathaway both sensed the overwhelming energy inside the swirl and the strange feeling that was still developing. However, everything was blocked within the swirl, and they wondered if it could break out.

The atmosphere was more and more depressing, and all the clocks in Allyn were ticking more slowly. Having noticed the anomaly, Heidi and the other arcanists looked at the dark sky where there was absolutely no light both anxiously and hopefully, hoping that dawn would soon arrive.

Right at this moment, the center of the swirl began to fluctuate more and more intensely. Then, it began to spin again, in exactly the opposite way like just now!

From the center of the swirl, scorching glows were spewed out fiercely. In the end, a “sun” that was as red as fire burst out and rose to the sky!

The brilliance of the sun sprayed out and drove the deep darkness away, proclaiming the return of light.

Stars burst out from the swirl and flew toward the sky, occupying their own location and not eclipsed by the sun at all. The starry sky of destiny was established again!

Melmax tore apart the air and flew back toward the Holy City, not bothering Allyn on his back at all.

Suddenly, the darkness before his eyes was illuminated, and the clouds around turned gold. He also felt that terrifying heat that seemed to be melting his armor and his body from his back.

Not good! Melmax secretly exclaimed and tried his best to accelerate and get out of the range of the influence. At this moment, the illusion of the all-melting heat was suddenly gone, and his back was cool again.

However, Melmax did not feel lucky at all, because he had a much stronger sense of danger than a moment ago!

Without any hesitation, he used the power of the Holy Avenger and burned his blood power, even though he might be joining the arms of the Lord a hundred years earlier than he should have as a consequence.

Melmax was consumed by sunlight, as if he were the incarnation of the Sun God. The light escaped quickly.

At this moment, Brook and Hathaway saw the darkness that also gave the feeling of absorbing everything jumping out of the swirl. It did not affect the environment but ascended into the sky directly.

A reflection of the black hole? Both of them understood something.

Hardly had Melmax ignited his blood power when he sensed an unprecedented enormous attraction force from his back. A gigantic hand seemed to have grabbed his waistband and was dragging him back brutally.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

His armor was broken into countless tiny pieces and thrown backward in a metal storm.

Thanks to her decision just now, he finally got rid of the most dangerous attraction force.

It was not until this moment that Melmax realized he was only one meter away from the place where he attacked Allyn a moment ago. The people who were observing in secret seemed astounded by his humiliation.

Having no time to observe it more carefully, Melmax turned into a beam of sunlight that shot toward the Holy City.

…

Deep inside the Dark Mountain Range…

Pope Viken saw the rising sun and the stars jumping into the sky. He quietly put down the platinum staff that he just raised. It was too late…

His face was gloomy, but he did not burst into a fury. Instead, he calmed down and observed the whole process.

After the stars, the dark swirl flew into the sky, the brilliant constellations in different images flew into the sky, the nebulae that looked like a series of glorious gems flew into the sky, and so did the galaxies that looked like glittering long rivers…

“This is a simulation of the real cosmos…” Viken realized something.

…

The elven queen, Dracula, Danisos, and the other experts, as well as the ordinary people in Rentato, Cocus, Antiffler, and other places, all stared at the real cosmos that had arrived on earth, feeling that everything was a magnificent and astoundingly beautiful dream.

Suddenly, the spreading cosmos collapsed toward the top floor in the Allyn magic tower.

Brook and Hathaway watched the starry sky gather at the center of the magic circle that had disappeared into Douglas, except that he had an additional casualness and everlasting transcendence compared to the “Emperor of Arcana” before. He seemed to be the high and mighty cosmos that surrounded the planet now.

He had turned into a demigod!

“Congratulations, Mr. President.” Hathaway, who hardly ever smiled, beamed with joy.

In complicated feelings, Brook said, his eyes slightly wet, “Congratulations on becoming a demigod, Master.”

Although he had always been an old-school gentleman, he couldn’t hold back his real feelings.

Douglas meant to say something, but he only shook his head with a smile in the end. He patted Brook’s shoulder and said to them, “One day, you will explore this level on your way, because this is a path of demigods for all sorcerers.”

“Master, what spiritual and physical changes do you experience after turning into a demigod?” Brook meant to offer more congratulations, but it still eventually became an arcana question. That was what he was used to.

Pondering for a moment, Douglas said, “My body is melted into my soul, and my soul has been transformed into a different state, like the unification of the duality of particles and waves. However, if I want to appear in reality, I have to collapse in one of the directions. That is to say, you are not seeing the complete me right now, but only one of my possibilities. If I want to carry out all my strength as a demigod, I will not be able to sustain for long. Otherwise, I will either be unable to influence the world or be forced by the world to collapse…

“That’s perhaps the real reason why the natural-born demigods like the Silver Moon are restrained and why their performances are only steady in their own alternate dimensions or through other ways… Viken’s way to become a demigod is based on the power of faith, so the flaw is avoided. However, it’s another proof that their demigod states have a lot of insidious problems and does not have the properties of real demigods.”

Considering Douglas’ description, Hathaway pursued further, “Then, what’s the real state of demigods?”

“It’s a state that cannot be seen, heard, smelled, or touched. In such a state, you cannot sense anything even if I am standing right before me. You can even pass me, and the magic you perform will not affect me. It’s like we’re in two overlapping but independent worlds. That’s probably the reason why the Silver Moon is never discovered.” Douglas was happy to share his findings. “Therefore, such a status is flawed and incomplete. Once we figure out those problems, we should be able to touch the secrets of real gods.”

Then, he paused and smiled. “Let’s hold that thought and cancel the blockage of Allyn first. I need to thank Lucien for his help, without which I couldn’t have succeeded. As for the friends who are watching the show, you’ll invite them to visit and see if they have the courage to come.”

…

In and out of Allyn, when they saw that the cosmos collapsed and the air of transcendence spread out, all the extraordinary people with remarkable visions understood that Douglas had successfully reached the demigod level. He had become the third demigod after Thanos and Viken in the Magic Empire who made the advancement step by step on their own!

The three of them had one thing in common, which was that they were all sorcerers!

However, Douglas was the only one who used a standard approach that did not require the dissemination of faith and could be repeated by any sorcerer after studies!

“A demigod… The Congress of Magic has a demigod now. Yet another unknown field of arcana has been conquered.” In ecstasy, Oliver was ready to go to the Allyn magic tower. He was in such a high mood that he almost couldn’t wait to write a long poem.

Atlant and the other sorcerers stared at Allyn in a daze, unable to say anything for a long time.

The elven queen, Dracula, Danisos, and the other legends also looked at the City in the Sky with complicated feelings.

In the Dark Mountain Range, Pope Viken suddenly said in a self-mocking smile, “The path of sorcerers…”

“Are you going to ask the Bird of Death to provide the approach?” The Lord of Hell’s laughter came from the other side.

Viken did not reply, because both he and Maltimus were clear that “Bird of Death” died the moment Douglas successfully became a demigod. He would never show up again. Even if Viken revealed to the Congress of Magic who he was, it would only be considered slander.

Now that Douglas had succeeded, which ambitious legendary sorcerer would choose the path that relied on primeval devils and faith?

“For the past ten years, Lucien Evans has overshadowed Douglas and made us neglect him. All our attention was fixed on Lucien Evans at the critical moment,” Viken said with a coarse voice. It was the sequela caused by God’s Arrival.

He had been completely tricked by Lucien this time!

Suddenly, he remembered a detail. “Lucien Evans began the preparation of materials three years ago. He exchanged knowledge with the North Church a long time ago too. He couldn’t have started to plan for this at that time, because even the sun hadn’t been discovered yet back then. Who could tell when Douglas could break into the demigod level?

“… So, he was probably preparing the materials for real. He helped Douglas to distract our attention partly to deceive us too. He’s misleading us into thinking that this is a trap and he will not walk on this path…” Viken slightly raised his head and stared at the everlasting black fog above the Dark Mountain Range. “Is he really so confident about the observer effect?”