Chapter 617 - 617: Countdown of the Gods

All that remained now was to refine it. Charlie worked with painstaking precision in designing this new power system, ensuring not a single loophole was overlooked.

He established that for a standard mage, their magical prowess would ultimately be determined by three core elements within their body:

Mana Pool—The total amount of natural magical energy stored and circulated inside a person's body from the moment they are born.

Magic Circle—An individual's capability, focus, and speed in forming magic circle formations to manifest raw Mana into active elements.

Incantation—The chanting of specific magical words that act as the key to trigger the flow of magic.

In formulating all of this, Charlie did not act entirely on his own. He listened attentively to every suggestion put forward by Aishia.

A prime example was the implementation of spellcasting techniques, which Aishia recommended dividing into three distinct forms of application:

Chanting—The standard technique of reciting the full incantation. The higher the spell's tier, the longer the required verse.

No-Chanting—An advanced technique allowing a mage to trigger magic instantaneously without spoken words, typically mastered only by elite mages possessing flawless Mana control.

Harmonic—An extraordinarily complex technique where a mage forms magic circles and recites incantations in perfect synchronization while remaining in active motion during maneuvers or close-quarters combat.

"Harmonia won't demand copyright royalties from me just because I used her name as a reference for this Harmonic technique, right?"

Hearing Charlie's joke, Aishia tilted her head slightly, a look of innocent confusion settling over her otherwise expressionless face.

"This world has no copyright laws. So Charlie does not need to worry about being sued for copyright infringement." She answered, her tone completely deadpan despite the joke.

"Ahahaha... I know, Aishia. Don't take it so seriously. It was just me talking nonsense." Charlie let out a soft chuckle, amused by the spirit girl's innocence.

In an exceptionally good mood, he gently stroked Aishia's smooth thigh. His mischievous fingers began to move playfully, slipping beneath the folds of the dress she wore.

"..."

Though Aishia's face remained impassive without any dramatic expression toward his lewd antics, a faint blush bloomed across her cheeks.

Her breath began to blow slightly hotter and heavier past her lips—a biological sign that could not lie, proving she too was growing aroused by Charlie's touch.

"Charlie... now is not the right time." Aishia whispered softly, arresting the young man's hand with her tender fingers. "You are currently customizing the power system. You must remain fully focused right now. We cannot afford even the smallest mistake."

"Huuuh... You're right, Aishia." Charlie exhaled a warm, heavy breath, attempting to suppress the surge of desire within him, though he deliberately refrained from withdrawing his hand right away. "I wonder when I turned into such a pervert."

"Is there any man in this world who isn't a pervert?"

Confronted with Aishia's candid statement, Charlie could only manage a dry, wry smile.

"Touché."

Their light chatter eventually drew to a close.

Calming his mind for a moment, Charlie took a deep breath to regain his focus, then shifted his full conscious attention back into the Akashic Record.

15 minutes later.

"Done!"

After verifying that every aspect of the new power system was flawless, Charlie immediately severed the spiritual link between himself and the Akashic Record.

His Six Eyes and Senrigan dimmed back to normal.

Charlie raised both arms above his head, stretching muscles that had grown somewhat stiff after such prolonged concentration.

Aishia, who remained faithfully seated sideways on his lap, promptly reached out both hands. Softly, she began kneading Charlie's neck and shoulders to ease the tension.

"Thank you for all your hard work tonight, Charlie."

Closing his eyes, Charlie relished the soothing, relaxing sensation of Aishia's affectionate shoulder massage.

Charlie's hands became active once more. Slipping out from beneath her dress, his fingers traveled upward to rest upon Aishia's chest, cupping the soft contours of the spirit girl's body that never failed to enchant him.

"Mnh~"

A delicate sigh escaped her lips as Aishia bit her lower lip to hold back the sensation suddenly coursing through her body.

A few pedestrians outside the fence caught sight of the affectionate scene on the porch, grumbling in envy and irritation.

To Charlie, however, the jealousy radiating from the onlookers merely provided a sweet sense of satisfaction to his ego.

Aishia shifted slightly on his lap, leaning in to whisper near Charlie's ear.

"Charlie... there is something hard poking me from below."

Of course, she understood perfectly well what was happening to Charlie's body at that moment. Aishia was merely playing dumb to tease him.

"I can't hold back anymore. Let's head to the bedroom!"

Lifting Aishia in a princess carry, Charlie carried the spirit girl inside their residence. Upon stepping into the bedroom, he laid Aishia gently onto the mattress.

Swiftly stripping off his clothes, Charlie joined his body with Aishia, who was still draped in her beautiful dress.

Within the dimly lit room, they once again lost themselves in the nocturnal waves of intimacy.

Charlie embraced Aishia with fierce passion, pouring himself into the deep rhythm of their union.

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A few hours later, the long-awaited dawn finally broke over the skies of Orario.

Yet, this was no longer an ordinary morning for the Labyrinth City.

The air vibrated, and the passive ripples of 3-Digit Transcendent energy from Little Garden began to envelop the atmosphere.

The judgment day designed by Charlie had arrived.

The day when all the gods of the Lower World would be cut off all at once.

While Charlie was still sleeping with Aishia, in another corner of the city—specifically within Twilight Manor—a new storm of equal ferocity was preparing to explode.

Loki, who had been unable to sleep all night and kept pacing back and forth in the cafeteria with bloodshot eyes as she mourned the loss of Ais's purity, suddenly froze in place.

Her nose twitched as she sniffed the morning air, her eyes shutting close as she felt an eerie disturbance in Orario's sky.

However, before she could voice her suspicions regarding the sky's anomaly, a sound from the dining table instantly stole the attention of everyone in the room.

"Ugh..."

Ais abruptly clamped a hand over her mouth.

Her usually emotionless face was now looking distinctly pale.

Her body trembling slightly, she reflexively bolted toward the nearest sink in the corner of the cafeteria, succumbing to the very first bout of severe morning sickness in her life.

"Hoeek..."

Hearing the sound of the Sword Princess retching in the early morning stillness, Riveria—who had just stepped into the cafeteria—instantly dropped the teacup in her hand, shattering it into pieces.

Tiona and Tione stared in utter shock, while Loki, catching sight of Ais clutching her still-flat abdomen with a look of pure tenderness between her gags, let out a hysterical scream loud enough to shatter the cafeteria window panes.

The symptoms of pregnancy had manifested, on the very last day the gods were to remain in the Lower World!

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