Chapter 577: Chapter 577
Izparalt’s fingers wove with faint symbols as he finished the final touches on a sheet of paper, clearly reluctant to stop.
He looked at Liora again, his tone carrying a light hint of amusement. "There’s no need anymore."
Liora froze for a moment, then frowned. "No need? What do you mean by that? Guest, are you toying with me?"
Having been delayed for two full hours only to hear such a statement left Liora feeling unavoidably irritated.
Facing her questioning, Izparalt simply drew all the arcane magic he had listed, along with sheet after sheet of star-blue manuscript paper, back into his own body.
He responded with elegant composure. "It is sufficient. I have already found the answer to reshaping the origin."
Liora’s pupils contracted slightly.
She understood Izparalt’s response, yet at the same time, she did not.
She had originally assumed Izparalt would need a very long time to find a way to reshape the origin—one year, ten years, even centuries were all possible.
Liora did not know exactly how profound Izparalt’s talent was, but mages truly varied greatly between individuals.
The gap between several years and several centuries was no exaggeration.
Even if he were frighteningly talented, he should still have required at least several months to solve this problem.
After all, this was the origin itself. Yet in merely two hours—
the equivalent of an ordinary person’s afternoon nap, nothing more than a quick doze—
he was telling her he had already found the answer to reshaping the origin?
Izparalt spoke calmly and plainly. "Regarding the answer to the origin, I had already thought about it extensively long before becoming a magic god. This was simply reorganizing those previous conclusions."
"Becoming a magic god did indeed grant me many new insights, allowing me to see a world different from before."
"If you wish to learn, I can teach you."
What an arrogant mage.
In just two short hours, he claimed he could reshape the origin and spoke with such absolute confidence.
Liora: "Guest, are you perhaps using this as an excuse to drive down the price?"
If Izparalt truly knew how to reshape the origin, then his need to remain in this room would be greatly reduced, and Liora naturally should not demand too high a price.
But conversely, it also meant that Izparalt could simply pretend to have comprehended the method and gain an advantage in the negotiations.
"No, I truly no longer need it."
"But as thanks..."
Izparalt raised a finger with a spirited expression. A faint blue starlight gathered at his fingertip.
"This is the new form the world’s origin will take."
"I am telling you now—even if your understanding of magic is not deep and your aptitude for it is dull, you will not need to start from scratch to adapt when the new era arrives."
Ding—
The blue starlight flew toward Liora.
Liora’s expression shifted uncertainly.
Dull magical aptitude?
Even before ascending to godhood, back when she was still a merchant, she had been renowned for her outstanding magical talent.
Yet after a brief moment of embarrassed annoyance, Liora suddenly felt relieved and revealed a relaxed smile.
She spoke up. "Izparalt, I’ve suddenly changed my mind."
"I want to trade for something else with you."
Izparalt: "Oh? What do you want?"
Liora: "I want you to help me deal with Yakathicta."
If Izparalt was truly that powerful, he might become an excellent ally for her.
Egrimas’s plan against Yakathicta was still unclear. Relying solely on him would be tantamount to placing her own life entirely in another’s hands.
She needed more insurance for herself.
The Izparalt before her seemed like the best choice.
...
[Eternal Flower Continent]
Beyond the seas, the world still contained some peaceful, secluded lands filled with tranquil atmosphere.
Kumironi landed in a sea of flowers alongside a woman wearing a green crown.
"I’ve finally obtained it—the seed of the Tree of Wisdom."
"I’m going to plant it now," Kumironi said to the green-crowned woman beside her.
The girl had a pure, innocent appearance, her eyes slightly narrowed in a constant gentle squint. She spoke with concern. "Be careful, Kumironi."
Kumironi simply nodded.
She cupped her hands before her. The light of life enveloped the seed completely.
Ding!
The seed gradually descended toward the earth. Countless wisps of spiritual mist began surging madly toward the single seed!
Seeing this, the girl beside her also raised her hands.
As her hands came down, countless emerald spiritual liquids surged in from all directions, irrigating the seed!
This girl was an eighth-tier planter.
She was also Sophia’s disciple.
The seed of wisdom was buried into the soil. Immediately afterward, the land beneath their feet gradually transformed into a dazzling, multicolored radiance!
The solid earth vanished, replaced by vibrant, shimmering colors.
The change spread with extreme speed. In merely a few breaths, it completely hollowed out tens of millions of kilometers of land.
All that remained was empty color and the vast spiritual essence coalescing here.
Countless villages and nations built upon the earth, along with hundreds of millions of living beings, had their spirituality extracted. This spirituality gathered in Kumironi’s hands.
Kumironi gazed at the mass of spirituality, her eyes filled with sorrow.
"Kumironi, if you wish to create a world without death, this process is inevitable."
Kumironi: "I know."
"Don’t worry about me. Continue."
"I will resurrect them."
The girl: "You want to resurrect so many people? That’s far too many."
Kumironi did not respond. She silently continued channeling the planter’s catalytic growth. The massive tree trunk grew wildly without restraint.
Three days later...
The entire Eternal Flower Continent had completely vanished. A Tree of Wisdom flowing with radiant light stood in the present world, emanating vast spiritual essence.
...
In the other timeline.
Kanzaki Rei had found Izparalt. In this world, Izparalt was an eighth-tier mage.
Ever since their parting at the Secret Sea,
Kanzaki Rei had not met the real Izparalt again.
Yet throughout his life, Izparalt had constantly influenced him.
The karma between them ran incredibly deep.
"So what you’re saying is that in another timeline, an existence roughly as strong as the so-called Moons you mentioned is hunting you."
"And I was your master during your childhood."
"Hmm... From the magic you use, this does indeed appear to be true."
The magic Kanzaki Rei displayed was indeed very similar to his own line of thinking. Although it had not appeared in this world, that did not prevent him from recognizing the underlying logic.
Izparalt turned to look at Nahelkato. "Regarding the aspect of time, I still have many questions. Could you demonstrate your time magic?"
"Perhaps I can discover some weaknesses you haven’t noticed."
