Throne of Magical Arcana

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The sky was blue and cloudless. The bright sunlight sprayed on Allyn whose blockage had been activated again, adding a golden layer out of the pale mist.

The legendary sorcerers like Oliver and Bergner and the common arcanists like Heidi, Annick, and Sprint were all so shocked that they could barely close their mouths. Lucien Evans’ solemn description just now outlined a clear, meticulous, and self-consistent system and answered the problems that had bothered the sorcerers for tens of thousands of years, including the essence of magic, the essence of the soul, and the feedback of the real world.

Although he only proposed concepts and hypotheses and reached a logical conclusion based on them without any detailed research, its agreement with the phenomena and experiments had suggested its correctness. It was a brainstorm that gave them an unprecedented shock. The nature of the world seemed to have been vaguely presented before them!

That was the eternal pursuit of every arcanist!

Multiverse, high-dimension space, indestructible soul, and other notions that were as unbelievable as dream talk refreshed their view on the world again.

So, the “space” that represented the real world was actually another parallel universe!

So, one’s death was only the dispersion of the projection of the soul’s nature!

So, some posthumous customs were not entirely wrong when they stated that one would be judged by the God of Death after death, and some of the souls would turn into intelligent creatures like humans, dragons, and elves, some would turn into common animals, and some would be confined in hell for good.

However, if they did not have current memories and personalities, and if they lost their unique waves and air, would they still be themselves?

“As expected of the Worldview Destroyer…” Other than the ordinary people and the nobles who couldn’t follow him, all the intelligent creatures who had a slight understanding of the world repeated the nickname subconsciously in their mind. The skyscrapers, the iron torrents, and the intelligent creatures with human faces and features that were right before their eyes but could not be touched forced them to treat the theoretical model fairly despite their subconscious resistance. At the very least, it was easier to accept than the observer effect was.

On the other hand, Lucien had triggered the feedback of the real world and broken Viken’s boundary between god and men only by the interpretation of his arcana system that was closer to the nature of the world. It was even more astounding and made them barely able to believe their eyes!

It was possible to blow up a sorcerer’s head with arcana theories, as could be seen from many examples. However, Viken hadn’t been a sorcerer since a long time ago. He did not have a cognitive world, and his heart of faith was absolutely under his control. Despite that, his defense had been broken when Mr. Evans did nothing but elaborate on the new arcana system with his mouth. They couldn’t help but feel that they were in a dream.

Of course, if we are not in a dream, then…

For some reason, they looked at Viken now with slight pity instead of fear and desperation. Such a fact was too brutal and merciless!

Watching the boundary next to him where light and darkness coexisted collapse inch by inch, Viken seemed to have been stunned. He wasn’t doing anything for a moment.

Lucien stopped further approaching. He put down his right hand and said with mixed feelings, “Therefore, I always believe in ‘god’; every one of us is our own god!

“Instead of pursuing the nature of your soul, you try to melt other people’s soul waves, hoping to find the path toward the high dimension with a number. That’s the opposite approach. It’s like in mathematics. We are trying to increase equations and solve the unknowns, whereas you are increasing the equations and the unknowns at the same time. How can you get an answer in such a way?

“Sometimes, the changes in quantity do not necessarily lead to a change in quality, or rather, the change in quality is not necessarily what you desired.”

When he said that, Lucien thought of himself. He couldn’t have reached the demigod level as fast if he hadn’t been transmigrated for a certain reason and carried the soul features of both universes, which allowed him to find things in common through comparison and research. Lucien’s soul had already dispersed, but the remaining pieces still gave Xiafeng the language ability.

The transmigration when Xiafeng died resulted in the amazing changes in the burning library and formed something that connected the two universes like the cognitive world. It was Xiafeng’s cognitive world and connected his original universe. That was why Lucien succeeded so easily when he tried to sense the real world through meditation for the first time.

At that time, Lucien thought that it was because of his breakthrough in spiritual power in the crisis. Now, he finally realized that although it was part of the reason, that was not all of it. It must be noted that there had been many geniuses whose spiritual power was much greater than Lucien at his age in the history of magic, but their first attempt at meditation was never so easy and fast!

Therefore, it was impossible for other people to detect the spiritual library no matter how they tried, just like how they could not destroy the cognitive world directly. It was already the sophisticated knowledge that involved the changes in the intersection of universes. Even Lucien did not know much about it right now except for the basic concepts and the few formulas.

The content preservation of the spiritual library was obviously the protection of his instincts. Otherwise, the feedback of the real world would be too strong, and the connection with the original universe would be intensified. It was possible that the transmigrator couldn’t take it and would be pulled back to the original universe.

As for the reason for his transmigration, Lucien did not waste his time thinking about it, because it was very likely to be a coincidence. For example, Lucien lost his soul on this side, and Xiafeng lost his body on the other side, so they had weird synchronizations now that the two universes had preliminarily entangled. There were also many other guesses. Their odds were all extremely low.

However, Lucien wasn’t too astonished. Even the events with the lowest odds could happen when there were infinite repetitions. From that point of view, everybody could be a lucky dog!

Hearing Lucien’s words, Viken burst into fury, and the faces of souls in his body cried. After most of the powers of negative feelings and faith dispersed, it seemed that he could basically control his body right now.

“In any case, I have melted the powers of Mountain Paradise and the primeval hell. Even though I have not reached the level of a true god, I still have the power of true gods. Let’s see if you can handle that!” Viken suddenly raised his right hand. Although he did not have his platinum staff with him, illusionary angels surfaced around him and prayed on the ground.

“Almighty Lord, you are one, and everyone.”

…

Viken’s vibe soon became high, unpredictable, and sacred. Ivory holy light was gathered in his hands. Then, centered at his body, infinite brilliance burst out and locked onto Lucien!

He was now able to cast “God’s Arrival” instantly!

His God’s Arrival did not carry any sequelae now!

Obviously, he was the power source of God’s Arrival himself right now!

The ivory and holy light seemed to have frozen the time far away. The top legends further away showed no reaction. Only a silver moon, a nine-floored hell, and a lifelike world appeared and floated in the ocean of holy light, but they couldn’t stop much.

God’s Arrival hit Lucien who was not far away before Viken. The ivory light glittered and drowned everything.

“Is he dead?” Viken thought in delight and confusion. He had performed “God’s Arrival” with the power of the true god. No demigods could withstand a head-on clash without dodging!

The brilliance of God’s Arrival faded, and the frozen time melted and pressed forward. Before Viken, a man wearing a black double-breasted suit slowly surfaced, as handsome, gentle, and graceful as before. He even had a delicate silver watch in his hands, and he snapped the cover to watch the time.

How was it possible? How could he remain intact without being damaged at all after being hit by God’s Arrival with the power of the true god?

Not just Viken, but Douglas, Maltimus, and the legendary experts around them, as well as the sorcerers and knights on the ground, had the same thought.

Lucien’s body turned concrete very soon. He said with a peaceful smile, “The nature of ‘God’s Arrival’ is to find the connection between the high-dimensional soul and its projection and destroy everything along the connection. That’s why it can lock onto the soul and cannot be avoided. That’s why it can attack a target from a long distance away. That’s why it can prevent the experts other than demigods from being resurrected.”

As he spoke, he smiled again. “Now that I have learned its nature and mechanism clearly, and now that I am also a demigod who can perceive the ‘connection’, I can leave this ‘dimension’ temporarily through the connection, before I come back by reestablishing a projection. Naturally, you cannot hit me.”

“No, it’s impossible!” God’s Arrival was the source of Viken’s confidence, and God’s Arrival at the level of the true god was even more so. How could he not get mad? His eyes were bloodshot as holy light continued to gather in his hands!

“You are one, and everyone.”

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“You are the moment, and forever.”

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“You are the creator, and master.”

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God’s Arrival was blown out again and again, but Lucien’s body flashed through the infinite light and reached Viken’s side.

“I know who I am, what status I am in, what God’s Arrival is, and how I should evade it, so I am a real demigod. You, on the other hand, only have the power of the true god, and you do not have the knowledge of the true god and the demigod. You do not know anything at all. What makes you think that you can hit me?”

Lucien looked solemn and pitiful. He extended his right hand and said solemnly, “Under normal circumstances, a similar spell in the level of the true god can attack the nature of the soul in the high dimension, which will completely kill the soul.”

The vast cosmos appeared behind his back as the gigantic fireball and the blue planet revolved slowly.