Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1018 - 366 Divine Fire

Chapter 1018: Chapter 366 Divine Fire

The time had come to February 1940.

Half a year had passed since Wayne had ascended to the Golden Mage Realm, and he filled the command and void aspects of the Golden Triangle with an enormous reserve of the Four Elements and a terrifying amount of knowledge.

As for myself, there was no need to mention, the number and quality of thought processes not only left Golden Mages of the same realm far behind but couldn’t even be compared to Legendary Mages.

Five Godchosen Artifacts times two, Oath Swords times two, Obelisks times four, an uncountable number of Devil investors, plus some scattered gifts from nature, he had squandered an immense amount of resources at this level of the Mage Realm.

Having talent was a good thing but also a bad thing. Take Wayne, for example, if his foundation hadn’t been set so high, such resources could well have raised him to the status of a Demigod.

Even so, he was only able to achieve this thanks to ceaseless research day and night, relying solely on seated meditation, it would have dragged on for at least another half year.

Half a year, and Prussia would have already won three consecutive championships in the Tour de Tank Rally and established a dynasty!

Now, Wayne stood only a step away from the Legendary Mage, lacking only a transformational opportunity for qualitative change.

A Legendary Mage is an evolved Golden Mage, essentially still relying on the Golden Triangle. After ascending, the Golden Triangle wouldn’t break; command, void, and self would become even more integrated and stable, as if welded together, utterly unbreakable.

According to Dreyne, a Legendary Mage is a further reinforcement of a Golden Mage, where the transformation allowed the Life Barrier to expand into a Life Force Field, providing the freedom to traverse The Void and deflect knowledge and Corruption, safeguarding against madness.

Not only could one reject knowledge, but also reject changes to the Essence of Life!

Certainly, Legendary Mages could also choose to accept knowledge and Corruption, both of which inherently lead to Evolution. Rejecting them entirely meant losing the potential to evolve.

Having come this far, no Legendary Mage would choose to stagnate.

Just one more push, and who knows, it might just work!

Success meant becoming a Demigod.

Further according to Dreyne, a Demigod belonged to a different Realm; within the Demigod’s Realm, the Golden Triangle did not exist - command, void, and self were shattered by transcendent forces and completely merged.

Thus, a Mage formed a perfect self, similar to the present Mona, who has no Golden Triangle within her.

Legendary Mages could refuse change, while Demigods had the power to impose change on the outside world.

The Life Force Field would evolve into the Life Domain; no longer a fictitious world, a Demigod could bestow their knowledge onto others, altering the other’s thoughts, beliefs, and even the Essence of Life.

Wayne often engaged in such activities, creating his own followers.

The difference was, his followers were more stable. A Demigod’s followers would change in appearance and personality according to the Information Laws, twisting their original Essence of Life and becoming highly unstable.

Similar situations could be seen in the case of Enguima, the Blood Monarch of Dragonheart Island, who snatched the faith in the Sea God and turned believers into Crocodile Men.

Or the Corruption of believers by the Thousand-Eyed Demon, conveying the same principle.

A Demigod was a very vague concept, spanning a wide range, with varying strengths. The strong could claim territory in Hell and become Demon Kings, while the weak could only watch helplessly as their domains were carved up.

The difference was so vast, it was common for one to be annihilated upon meeting another.

The key lay in the storage of knowledge; knowledge equaled power. Whoever read more held overwhelmingly mighty power.

According to Dreyne, The Seven Demon Kings of Hell were Demigods, as were the subsidiary gods of deities and the four Archangels, each a standout among Demigods, always on the cusp of attaining new divinity.

Of course, a crucial precondition existed: a Demigod’s power had to stem from personal cultivation and not from the gifts of higher forms of Life.

For example, Familiars were of two types: one, the devils who clawed their way up from the bottom, and two, those sculpted by Demon Kings using the Life Domain. While both were Familiars, the latter received great power from the moment of creation but lost the possibility for further Evolution.

To evolve was possible; with the master’s strength improving, so would theirs.

This bore a striking resemblance to Wayne’s own Resentful Spirits; as Wayne grew stronger, so did they.

But even strength had limits. While power could grow indefinitely, the realm of a Demigod could only go so far. To overstep and achieve divinity required igniting something called ’Divine Fire.’

Such knowledge was beyond Dreyne’s ken, so don’t ask; the answer was ignorance.

All the above information had been won by Wayne at the card table; Dreyne laid everything out on the table, whatever Wayne wanted he had to win with his own hands.

Honestly, it wasn’t difficult at all.

...

At High Priest Manor, in the living room.

Wayne’s voice followed from behind the chips, "Another nine wins in a row, I simply don’t understand, how can it possibly be so hard to lose?"

Accompanying his words was a sigh of bewilderment, laments of seeking a single defeat, and mocking the absurdity of perpetual winners, all of which grated on Dreyne’s nerves.

At the card table, the Moonlight Knight acted with old-school cunning. She had practiced the art of flipping tables for many years.

Unacceptable!

With a thunderous crash that reverberated, the chips before Wayne were swept away, and the card table once again affectionately greeted the ceiling.

"Nine consecutive wins? So what! I’ve lost nine in a row, and do you see me bragging?"

Dreyne formed his fingers into a sword, chastising Wayne’s sarcastic behavior and reasserting his own knightly spirit that could not tolerate the success of the undeserving.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, can’t stand the little people succeeding, I’m the little person, and you’re the Knight."

Wayne continued with his sarcasm, "So here’s the question, I’m all the way behind these chips, so how does your knightly spirit even see me?"