I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 709 - 709 708. The Twelve Demonic Tides_1

Chapter 709: 708. The Twelve Demonic Tides_1 Chapter 709: 708. The Twelve Demonic Tides_1 Sitting in his laboratory, Joester was focused on the materials in the bottles and jars.

There was a vine sample of the Abyss Flower, which, even after being separated from the main body and soaked in a solution, still exhibited vitality.

There were also hairs of the Winter Wolf, surrounded by silver-white fur that emanated chillness, freezing even the bottle itself.

Additionally, there was some mysterious black entity, bound within a sealed flask, writhing continuously as if it would shatter the flask and drill out at any moment.

Apart from these, there were various kinds of potions. It was easy to guess that if these substances were mixed, there would probably be no less than dozens of explosions before it would settle down.

Joester coughed twice, he continued to observe the state of those materials and diligently recorded notes.

“The Abyss Flower is one of the twelve waves of the Demonic Tide, these plants are considered to be a major component of the Black Forest, they are not very powerful, and fire can prevent them to some extent, but the leaders of the Abyss Flower can devour flames, and it has been since the last appearance of the Abyss Flower…”

He observed the growth of those vines in various solvents, trying to find something that could counteract them.

Shia also looked around the room with curiosity, there were many things that she might not have been able to see with her own eyes.

For example, the specimen of the Abyss Flower, during Shia’s time, this wave of the Demonic Tide called thorn was relatively easier to deal with because humans would use a substance called the Luminescence Potion in large quantities, spraying it over the Black Forest to inhibit the spread of the Abyss Flower.

It seemed that in this era, the Luminescence Potion had not yet been discovered, and the Abyss Flower still caused headaches.

Shia found a habitat of the Abyss Flower near Sunset Town’s Black Forest. For her era, the presence of such monsters from the Demonic Tide so close to human territory was unimaginable.

In the era in which Shia lived, the Proxies of the Gray Tower and the Forest Rangers of the Hei Tower roamed the outskirts of the Black Forest. They also constructed fortresses within the Black Forest, and these demonic beasts would not appear before common folks unless it was during a Demonic Tide.

“…I remember, if you mix Lassel Solvent and the juice of the Glitter Flower at a 1:1.5 ratio, and then heat it to boiling, you will get the Luminescence Potion, which is part of our compulsory course.”

Shia commented on Joester’s actions.

“Uh, Lassel Solvent?”

Joester was somewhat puzzled.

“Oh, I forgot, it’s the second bottle on the right-hand side.”

Shia pointed out the bottle by Joester’s hand.

The potion in that bottle was a clear amber color, and the Abyss plant vine soaking in it was Unmoving as if something had halted its growth.

“It appears to be the infusion of Rhinoceros Bird droppings, I’ll give it a try.”

Joester took a brand-new solvent from the shelf and mixed it with another bottle of silver solvent that glimmered according to the ratio Shia had mentioned, then boiled it. The room immediately filled with a foul stench that could make anyone vomit their breakfast.

After all, the Lassel Solvent, named after its discoverer, was essentially feces water, and boiling feces was not an activity that sounded appealing to anyone, regardless of which Foreign Domain they were in.

Cui Siter suddenly regretted sitting there watching the exchange between the two, feeling nauseous in his throat, he directly went to the window and vomited profusely.

Shia, on the other hand, was unfazed. During her time at the Gray Tower, even fouler smells were common occurrences; she even felt like eating something.

After boiling the solvent, Joester poured it into another flask and added a slowly wriggling vine of the Abyss Flower into it.

A moment later, the vine of the Abyss Flower stopped moving, and its surface started to turn white, like the peeling skin of human fingers that had been soaked in water for too long. The outer skin of the vine peeled away, revealing the reddish insides like flesh underneath. After a while, the vine completely disintegrated into scattered fragments.

This scene was quite similar to what Shia had witnessed before.

When the Demonic Tide of the Abyss Flower attacked, mages would scatter these solutions from the high towers. As long as the concentration was sufficient, it would cause the vines of the Abyss Flower to wither rapidly, halting their progress. Combined with fire, during the three days of the Blood Moon, such a method could at least spare the use of most Spirit Torches on the first day.

Of course, by the second and the third day, when the leader of the Abyss Flower and its Clan made their entrance, these physical methods became inadequate and only mages could barely hold off the threat.

“It’s amazing, if this potion could be mass-produced, is it possible to completely resist the Demonic Tide of the Abyss Flower…”

Joester muttered a few words, then suddenly seemed a bit dejected.

“Ms. Shia, it looks like the Abyss Flower hasn’t been completely erased in the future, has it?”

He suddenly looked at Shia.

“…That’s right.”

Shia nodded.

They hadn’t told Joester about the Chosen by Gods, but after just a few exchanges with Shia, Joester quickly guessed that they were from the future.

It had to be said, Joester was indeed quite intelligent, just like moments before.

If the Abyss Flower had been completely eradicated, then a potion targeting the Abyss Flower should not exist within Shia’s common knowledge, let alone be an essential part of a Mage’s curriculum.

Joester was able to deduce the situation of the future from such fragmented information.

“It seems that twelve is the limit; after that, no more mages were able to completely eradicate those Demonic Tides.”

Joester’s expression darkened.

“Agni the Fire Incinerator, Enigmatist Jansen, these mages had once completely destroyed the lords of the Demonic Tide, reducing the once even greater number of Demonic Tides to today’s twelve, but they have long since perished.”

The mages he spoke of were mentioned in the secret documents of the Gray Tower that Shia had seen; however, there was scant information about them, apart from their defeat of the Demonic Tide lords and the curses they left behind.

“Legend has it that powerful mages could leave behind a curse before dying, and in the Black Forest, there are many curses from mages that linger. Perhaps these Demonic Tides are curses left by some ancient mages upon this world.”

Joester remarked wistfully.

Yet Shia suddenly spoke up.

“No, at least in my time, there were only eleven Demonic Tides left; Frost had already vanished.”

She glanced outside at Lu Ban, who was with the Baron on the watchtower.

“That’s really wonderful.”

Joester revealed a sincere smile, then asked further.

“Ms. Shia, you said I created a new Magic System later on, allowing everyone to use magic, is that true?”

“It should be correct, this should be the cradle of future mages, the location of the Gray Tower.”

Shia nodded.

She didn’t know what impact such a conversation would have on the future, but since they were within the enclosed loop of destiny in a Foreign Domain, what she said shouldn’t have too much of a butterfly effect.

Was it because Joester’s time was short, so he only established the rudiments of the Gray Tower and the Magic Network, leaving no records?

Or perhaps, as intelligent as he was, he knew the importance of the closed loop of fate, so he deliberately concealed this part of history?

“In that case, Ms. Shia, can you help me create this Magic System together?”

Joester asked with hopeful anticipation.

“I’m not sure… Because what we have mastered is only the use of the Magic Network, not the underlying architecture, I’m not certain if a similar magic can be realized in this world.”

Shia answered uncertainly.