Chapter 710 325: Divine Country Gate, the Heavenly Son Turns Out to Be Me (Part 2)

Isn't this too far-fetched!

The usual talk about her is mostly just expressive interjections.

If it's not the Magic Goddess's short skirt, it's the Magic Goddess's black stockings; even more outrageous are the Magic Goddess's underwear and lingerie.

Just listen to these words!

Those who know it's the God of Magic, those who don't might think it's the God of Desire!

If these irreverent words were uttered in other sects, it would definitely be judged as blasphemous, and the Divine Hall Guardians would have already sliced them into hundreds of pieces, simmered them in clear broth until they're eighty-percent done, and then make them suitable for consumption.

However, Lu Wenwu thought carefully and realized that the evolution to the current state seems understandable.

This is mainly because the God of Magic never left a detailed description of their appearance in historical records, nor a Divine Statue to guide mages on how they actually looked.

So... the masses have taken a particular liking to deriving pleasure from this...

In some cases, it reversed cause and effect.

Thinking about this, Lu Wenwu couldn't help but feel curious and asked: "Principal, if the God of Magic truly exists, why doesn't our school have a Divine Statue dedicated to them? Don't we need to worship them like other sects do?"

"Considering if all cultivation systems really derived from mimicking magic, they should be the first great entity to achieve Divinity Transformation, right? I haven't seen anyone who believes in the God of Magic."

"I'm not too sure about that, as I'm not a historian."

Douglas said while starting the Magic Array.

"Though I once saw a section in a book of anecdotes in the library, it recounts that before the current calendar began, the Magic Goddess already detested divine life, so she ordered the destruction of all Divine Statues and records concerning her. The only few things left behind are in our academy."

"I see."

Lu Wenwu nodded slightly, pondering in his mind.

There are issues, definitely issues with the God of Magic.

He took a deep look at the Sealing Divine Stone standing tall in the center, like a towering wall.

For now, hold steady; let's first go to Dragon Island and investigate. Maybe there'll be more information.

According to the Dungeon System's matching mechanism, the current world's ceiling should appear as Tier One of Ascension to Divinity opponents, like the Law God and Divine Blood Knight, who are Pseudo-Ascension and only the apparent ceiling.

There's no doubt that Divine Spirits are the strongest.

The current form is not the strongest; if faced against opponents who've truly entered the Ascension to God Realm, wanting to kill them and retreat intact will be quite challenging.

Let's do it this way.

If the God of Magic could hear Lu Wenwu's thoughts, they'd likely be quite distressed.

Bush, Gomen?

Why did I become your imaginary enemy to kill?

Dungeon System: That's how Brother Wu is; when in doubt, resolve by virtue.

The dungeon boss should just let Brother Wu kill them, while Brother Wu has a lot to consider.

"Mr. Tyrannosaurus, ready?"

While Lu Wenwu was planning to solve the problem with his fists, Douglas had already made his preparations.

He replaced his usual, roughly twelve-inch-long little magic staff.

Instead, he held a large magic staff, at least taller than 1.7 meters, a standard ancient design.

This staff is entirely a mysterious dark purple, with a highly dazzling red gemstone embedded at its top, about the size of two fists.

Even simply held in hand, the surrounding Fire Element continually gathers towards that large gemstone.

With Lu Wenwu's affirmative words, Douglas began chanting.

It was a very strange, blurry intonation, everywhere revealing awkwardness, seemingly not a language humans could create, but rather something trying to mimic something.

As magic power from within continuously flowed into the staff, his voice grew increasingly intense.

Raised high, the magic staff's top, the red gemstone, kept bursting with extremely radiant light.

Fire Elements under Douglas's guidance continually gathered into a mass, quickly forming a huge fireball over five meters in diameter.

The entire fireball showed an abnormal purple color and its volume was rapidly expanding, causing the temperature of the entire area to rise crazily.

Up till now, Lu Wenwu fully understood why ancient magic would be eliminated.

Man, these syllables hard to pronounce with human anatomy, added with massive flashy effects during skill release are secondary.

The main issue during battle is standing there like a fool holding a magic staff, chanting loudly, afraid others wouldn't know you're casting a grand spell?

By the time you're finished with the prep, a thief would have stealthily Shadow Stepped to your face and backstabbed you eighteen times!

Moreover, this sing-song, rhythmic, and surprisingly forceful awkward magic spell... sounds somewhat familiar?

Lu Wenwu observed the ancient magic Fiery Sun Collapse, carefully listening to the magic spell from Douglas's mouth.

Very soon, his expression suddenly turned peculiar.

He… understood!

This isn't the language from Gulu's Dimension Wanderer clan?

It's just that the tone Douglas used was strange, like having a thick dialect accent, making it very difficult to comprehend.

Plus, the word order and intonation had many issues, mixed with odd words that didn't originally exist in the language system, further increasing the difficulty of understanding.