I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 210 - 197: The Cost of Becoming a God (Request for Subscription)

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Chapter 210: Chapter 197: The Cost of Becoming a God (Request for Subscription)

Speaking of this, Vittorio’s face showed a reflective hue. His knowledge of that very ancient history was quite limited; he only knew that a long-lasting war had been waged on this continent over the struggle for more followers.

Ultimately, without a doubt, the religious empire emerged victorious, bringing an end to the previous chaotic state of various small nations. It integrated eleven kingdoms and dozens of principalities, erecting a vast empire.

“So, these Evil Gods, are they powerful Wizards who failed in the struggle for followers?” Lynn speculated.

He came to understand why the religious empire would repeatedly suppress and purge Wizards.

First, every powerful Wizard was a potential threat, a contender for followers.

Second, if one could gain immense power through another means besides faith, then the influence of the religious empire would inevitably be greatly weakened.

As for those with notable talents, they could be fully integrated into the theological system through a baptism of faith, taking on the positions of bishop or cardinal.

“You could say that, but according to my understanding, many Evil Gods also originated from some existence beyond this continent,” Vittorio said with a grave expression, quickly continuing his explanation.

In any case, Spiritual Magic is a shortcut to power, but it’s also sugar coated with poison; it can immerse a person in the quick elevation of their strength. Even Faith Method is not without its flaws.

Those Evil Gods attempted to use the connection of faith and the harvesting of devout believers’ souls to amplify their own power, inevitably becoming influenced in the process.

The terror lies in the insidious influence on the object of worship, because the believers are worshipping a divine spirit as they perceive it in their own minds.

To this day, Vittorio has not heard of any method that can completely eradicate this type of spiritual pollution.

Personality modification? Lynn couldn’t help but shudder.

Does it mean that the price of rapidly increasing one’s strength is the loss of self?

The fate of the Evil Mage Merck is the best demonstration. As his power gradually increased, his appearance became more and more like that of an elemental spirit, and his temperament underwent extreme changes.

“Even the ones enshrined by the religious empire…” Lynn was about to say “Ella,” but recalling that Vittorio once stopped Kahimo from saying her full name, he quickly corrected himself. “Is that one no exception?”

“Perhaps,” Vittorio shook his head. “She has walked farther down this path than anyone else. Hundreds of years have passed since the victory in the faith war, and no one knows what state she is in now. The only conceivable thing is that her power must have grown to a terrifying degree.”

Harrov, who was standing nearby, gave a definite answer. “I think even she hasn’t been able to completely solve this problem; otherwise, Wizard Land would have been eradicated long ago.”

It was for this reason that the Magic Council imposed strict requirements on the research of Spiritual Techniques, and these restrictions reached their peak after the tragedy caused by the Spiritual Magic faction.

It’s been proven that Wizards who were limited by their talents and could not advance were capable of anything.

“What about the ‘Magic Source’? I’ve heard that the Wizards of Greenrill City break through their limits and enhance their spiritual power with this Magic Potion. The ingredients contain something called spiritual substance. Is this also accomplished by fusing with the soul for advancement?” Lynn couldn’t help but ask.

“No, spiritual essence is not exactly the same as the soul; it is merely a residual of spiritual energy and magic power, relatively safe but should not be taken continuously. It must be used in conjunction with the appropriate magic potion to effectively utilize its power,” Harrov explained.

“Thank you for your answer, Speaker,” Lynn nodded, which also put him somewhat at ease.

Afterward, Harrov subtly inquired about the recent situation of the Secret Magic Society, as the pressure from the church was indeed too heavy. Wizard Land alone was not enough to contend with it.

Harrov’s ulterior motives were clear to Lynn, who did not make any promises but evasively said that the legendary wizards of the Secret Magic Society were mostly focused on immersing themselves in magical research and rarely intervened in external affairs. They might not even be on this continent, but he himself might be able to contact some colleagues who were willing to resist the church.

The next day, to dispel the gloom brought about by the Evil God incident, Greenrill City hosted an extremely grand celebration ceremony.

Capturing the Doomsayer Kahimo and successfully delaying August’s Rafael and others made them the undeniable heroes who saved Greenrill City. Almost every member of the team received a Morning Star Medal.

As the person with the greatest contribution, Lynn received a nomination for the Silver Moon Medal.

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This showed that obtaining the highest honor in Wizard Land was no easy task; Lynn figured that only if he took down August by himself might it be possible…

Fortunately, Lynn was never much concerned about these honors. What delighted him most was that the council approved his application and agreed to replace his Corona Medal.

After all, he had activated the protective technique stored in the medal—Vittorio’s Barrier—to save Wizard City; it would have been somewhat unreasonable not to reimburse him.

Taking into account the anomalies at the Mist Sea, Lynn did not stay long in Greenrill City. On the morning of the fourth day, he submitted his resignation to the council, planning to return to Yiyeta Harbor.

In the evening, the airship hovered over the city square.

“Master Lynn, are you leaving already? There are so many questions about calculus and curve equations that I haven’t had the chance to ask you,” Tic said with regret.

In recent days, his addiction to the study of calculus was profound, finding it an unparalleled method to unveil the micro realm. Tic even felt that many spell models could be reconstructed using knowledge of calculus, enhancing their power and reducing certain casting requirements.

It was a pity that their mentor, Master Leibniz, seemed to be quite busy, and on the rare occasions when he did appear in the Sea of Mathematics, he would just throw them a new math book for them to ponder on slowly…

Tic dared not say much or ask more because each math book contained knowledge, formulas, and theories of incredible depth. He couldn’t imagine how much effort had gone into summarizing them and felt secretly ashamed that their learning progress was far too slow. He wondered when they might truly be able to participate in the founding research of the calculus system.

And Lynn had become their savior, the only person in the whole of Greenrill who understood these calculus books and could offer them some answers.

According to Lynn, calculus was a compulsory subject for all members of the Secret Magic Society, and he was fortunate enough to have studied with Master Leibniz for a while, hence he knew a little about it.

But after a few consultations, Tic found that Lynn was far too modest. It wasn’t that he knew just a little; in fact, there seemed to be nothing he didn’t understand.

If it wasn’t for the passenger capacity limitations of an airship, Tic would have been eager to follow him to Yiyeta Harbor.