The figure on the altar let out a surprised cry.
"This is……"
“Boom, boom, boom!!!”
He wanted to say something else when an extremely loud explosion suddenly came from all directions, and at the same time, a dim yellow light poured down from the top of his head.
It's sunshine!
To be precise, it was evening, the dusk of the setting sun!
An invisible and extremely explosive and brutal force cut the room in the middle and tore the entire upper part into pieces!
"what……"
The sudden increase in light caused Claire's eyes to hurt after she had adapted to the dark environment. When she managed to calm down and looked forward...
With the help of the dusk light, she could clearly see the figure and face of the person on the altar.
"Mr. Bonar?!"
Claire was stunned. She had never expected that the person who kidnapped Viscount Mossante's adopted son and daughter was actually his butler.
While she was shocked, she also keenly discovered that... the old man in a black robe with blood-red patterns was now raising his head and looking sideways at the sky.
Confused, she followed Bona's gaze, turned her head and looked at the sky behind her.
A figure that she was very familiar with was floating under the sky dyed warm yellow.
A simple long cloak fluttered in the wind, and her most striking features were her long, smooth hair as black as ink and cascading like a waterfall and her fair, beautiful face.
"Yao, Yaoliuliu...sister...?"
Qi Ji stood at dusk, with the setting sun on his back, floating leisurely in the air.
Her dark brown eyes looked down at the yacht that was cut off horizontally by her, and at the robed, peak mage, Bona, standing on the stone altar.
"You are indeed here."
Bona stared at the beautiful and petite figure quietly, and suddenly smiled.
His sacrificial ritual to please the gods and gain promotion was interrupted, but there was not much anger on his face, but more of a sense of relief and ease that the boots had finally landed:
"The only variable..."
Qi Ji tilted his head slightly, blinked his eyes, and said to the old man who would do anything to get promoted:
"You have failed."
"If you had come a few seconds earlier, maybe it would have been true..."
Bona smiled naturally, shook his head imperceptibly, and suddenly raised his right hand:
"But unfortunately, the ceremony has ended."
A piece of black stone with crimson glow was held in his palm by him at some point!
The next second, he suddenly widened his eyes, and roared with a frenzy of joy that was almost insane, roaring out the chant that was interrupted by Claire at an extremely fast speed:
"——The One who shines with billions of radiances, and all things are one!"
Amidst his fanatical and crazy shouts, surging spiritual waves suddenly surged out of his body!
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There is another chapter tonight.
Chapter 226 The Only Variable
Suddenly, a hazy mist emerged from the body of this peak magician.
It swept in all directions at a speed as fast and violent as an explosion shock wave!
"Bang bang bang!"
The air made a mournful sound of explosion, and the half of the yacht left under his feet was directly impacted and dented, almost sinking.
"what--!"
Claire, who was originally standing, was instantly crushed by the terrifying force like a millstone. She lay on the ground and even had difficulty breathing.
Around her neck, the sapphire pendant with a silver chain...lit up with a dirty and ominous blue light.
"Well!"
All of a sudden, she felt a severe headache, as if thousands of needles were piercing her scalp and stirring her brain, and her thoughts became chaotic and fuzzy.
"Wow, this reading bar has a breakpoint and can be resumed?"
Qi Ji stood under the setting sun, slightly raised one eyebrow and joked jokingly.
A hand suddenly rose up and pointed at Bona who was in the center of the red fog below.
“Boom boom boom!!!——”
Thick and ferocious purple-black flames, carrying extremely high temperatures that could burn everything, burst out from the void.
Hit the old figure wrapped in red mist!
"Mage..."
Deep in the red fog, Bona sneered with disdain.
The next second, the red mist and the black flame collided, and a loud noise beyond the human auditory recognition ability erupted at the intersection of the two.
The crimson mist suddenly exploded like a slapped water surface, and a large piece of debris splashed in all directions at a high speed.
But at the same time, the rolling and burning black flames were also blocked and could not move forward any further!
"I told you, you're late."
In the deepest part of the red fog, Bona's voice became increasingly distorted and mutated, approaching a non-human voice.
But some emotions are common among all living things.
For example, fear, and...
joy.
Now, standing in the center of the red fog, the figure with arms outstretched and body swaying is undoubtedly in great ecstasy!
“The ceremony has already begun, and it will surely reach perfection under the watchful eyes and blessings of the gods. No one can interrupt it!
"Even if you are a magician... no, even if you are a smelter, it won't work! The power of divinity is definitely not something that mortal creatures can contend with!"
Bona believes that today must be the happiest moment in his life!
The "Metallurgist" promotion ceremony he prepared had three elements:
"The sacrifice of seven pure souls", "the perfection of one's own state" and "the blessing from the gods".
Compared with the last item, the difficulty of the first two is almost non-existent. For a top magician, they can be done with ease.
Because, there is a fundamental contradiction between "the blessing of the gods" and "promotion to a metallurgist".
If a practitioner pushes the path of a wizard to the limit and reaches the realm of a "miracle worker", he will gain divinity and undergo a transformation in the essence of his life, leaping from a "living being" to a "myth".
In other words, the way the mage goes is essentially about competing with the gods for divinity!
Which god would bless such a blasphemer?
For those large-scale official forces, they can use their own strong resources to replace some elements of the promotion ceremony.
For example, something like "the sacrifice of seven pure souls" is evil at first sound. The top magicians of the military, the royal family, and the Mage Association would definitely not bother to do so... at least they would declare it that way on the surface.
So, they usually resort to other, more aboveboard means to achieve the same effect.
Similarly, "the blessing of the gods" can also be replaced by other means to a certain extent.
But the prerequisite for doing so is extremely large and abundant resources, because replacing the elements is essentially a detour, which of course requires more effort.
As a wild extraordinary being, Bona does not have that much background to squander.
However, if the first two requirements are not replaced, the final "blessing of the gods" will be an insurmountable hurdle.
Obviously, meeting this condition is extremely difficult.
In order to overcome this last and most difficult hurdle, he invested all his energy and thought, traveling all over the world just to seek opportunities.
Ten years passed with no progress.
As time went by and he grew older, he could feel...his own condition was deteriorating.
If he cannot find a solution within three years, be promoted to a metallurgist, and get one step closer to the realm of "myth", then both his body and spirit will pass their peak and become weak.
By then, even if you find a way and try to advance again, there is a high probability that you will lose control on the spot, and become crazy, mutate, or even die suddenly.
Is it possible that I will end up being a magician in my lifetime?
Is my path to promotion going to be blocked forever because of such a ridiculous reason?
Will I die like an ordinary old man on some ordinary night, tortured by aging and weakness?
I do not accept!
I am a genius! A genius who was able to become a magician in his youth by his own efforts, without relying on the support of any power!
I should be admired by all, I should transcend the mundane world, I should...
Become a myth!
I will never accept such an ending!
no way!
When despair, unwillingness and resentment were about to overwhelm his mind, a great being extended a helping hand to him.
This gave him a glimmer of hope.
He said that He was a deity.
He said that He was incomplete.
He said that He wanted to be completed.
He said...
He is willing to bless those who help.
He said His name is...
"The First Creator".
In his communication with that great Being, he made a deal with Him.
He gathered for Him the fragments of His divinity that were scattered throughout the world and helped Him to regain His strength.
He blessed him and helped him to rise to higher positions.
At the same time, He also promised to provide him with a certain degree of protection during his actions, and to defend him against tracking and detection by means of divination, spiritualism, etc.
This transaction may not necessarily be an equal exchange, but at least both parties get what they need.
Fairness and justice, nothing but pure exchange of interests.
In order to realize this deal, he spent nearly three years compiling doctrines, inventing gods, recruiting believers, and establishing the "Life Church", a secret organization that completely obeys his orders and serves him.
It is to build his own intelligence network, place his own "eyes" all over the world, and search for the whereabouts of the divine fragments of the "First Creator".
And these three years of hard work have finally paid off.
A month ago, he received a report from the Church of Life that the executor team from Sunset Harbor had obtained an extraordinary item during a mission, which was suspected to be a fragment of the divinity of that great being.
After communicating with the "First Creator", Bona confirmed that the stone-like object was the fragment of divinity that He had always longed for.
"Red Moon" fragments!
However, although the "Red Moon" fragments were not detected as divinity by the executors due to their own secretive properties, they were temporarily placed in a storage room of a lower level.
But the Executioner Squad's underground containment room cannot be stormed and looted at will.
The defense was so thorough, the trump cards were so complete, even though he was already a magician at the pinnacle level, the most powerful person in the human world...
Acting rashly is also a way to seek death.
So he planned this plan.
