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Chapter 251: Chapter 248 - The Grindelwald Plan (4)

"It looks like the biblical beast." Asterion commented after seeing the Sea Beast's appearance. Its body resembled that of a snake, but its head was vividly reminiscent of a dragon, and its powerful jaw hid hundreds of razor-sharp teeth capable of shredding anything.

"This is the monster that terrorized our Hive. If it hadn't been for him, the elders wouldn't have worried every hundred years." Tinker Bell spoke, looking at the monster with a terrified expression. It was the first time she had seen the monster that had terrorized her Hive for thousands of years.

And she had to admit, it was more terrifying than the legends she had heard of before. The sense of malice and cruelty could be felt all too clearly.

Asterion blinked and looked at the Sea Beast with a deep and somewhat shocked gaze, for the second time he felt the same familiar feeling he had seen in the Sand Worm he had encountered at the Dragon Races. The Special Grade Cursed Spirit in front of him gave him the same feeling as the Sand Worm.

"Another artificially created Special Grade Cursed Spirit." Asterion muttered to himself. An absurd idea flashed through his mind and refused to go away.

It was a hypothesis about the origin of Cursed Spirits that was gradually forming in his mind. And every time he analyzed the hypothesis, he was sure that something was incredibly wrong.

Cursed Spirits were not generated naturally, but were the creations of humans?

The idea was so ridiculous and crazy that if Asterion published the thesis all over the planet, everyone would call him crazy for proposing something so irrational.

It was commonly known that Cursed Spirits were generated naturally in cities, just like any animal, but instead of reproducing, they were only born from the negative emotions released by humans who lacked magical energy, or rather, possessed a tiny amount of magical energy.

"But if we think that magic has no end, it's quite possible that we humans created Cursed Spirits and lost control of them at some point in history." Honestly, losing control of something so important was very possible in Asterion's eyes.

Humans are flawed and hate to show their ugliness, even to themselves. Hiding one's mistakes was natural for every human being.

It wasn't hard for Asterion to assume that this human history had been erased so that they wouldn't be crucified or condemned by the entire human race in the future.

Taking a deep breath, Asterion pushed these dangerous thoughts to the back of his mind and didn't want to think about it anymore. It was as crazy an idea as creating a god of his own.

Stepping forward, Asterion submerged himself in the lake while a shield of blue energy surrounded his body. Magic without a wand was becoming more and more familiar to him, although he still preferred the wand, as it saved him a lot of calculation and processing power. Which was crucial in a fight.

Tinker Bell looked terrified watching Asterion's actions, she didn't have time to get off his shoulder and dived into the lake against her will.

She clung to the locks of Asterion's dark hair and looked around with a look of fear and curiosity. The landscape beneath the water made the little fairy marvel, something that hadn't happened for a long time. However, her curiosity only lasted a second, as she saw Asterion getting closer and closer to the monster!

"Can I go back? If he eats me, I can't even fill in between his tooth spaces..." Swallowing dryly, she asked in Asterion's ear with a tremulous tone.

Asterion ignored the cowardly fairy and arrived twenty meters away from the Sea Monster. Looking closely at the monster, he concluded that it had been made using a similar process to the Sand Worm, although with obvious differences, showing that it was made by two completely different civilizations.

"That level of Negative Magical Energy... is close to Jörmungund." Asterion muttered to himself, finding it incredible that such a thing could be created artificially. As far as he could remember, it had taken him more than twenty major cities to make Jörmungund.

The process took months and he returned to the Black Mansion exhausted from traveling between cities, but the rewards were just as great, he had the strongest Special Grade Cursed Spirit before the creation of Morgan itself.

However, in front of him was a being of a similar level to Jörmungund, made by methods he didn't even know or have an idea of how such a feat was accomplished thousands or tens of thousands of years ago.

Suddenly, a pair of reptilian eyes opened, the beast's pupil sharpened as it stared at Asterion with an icy, emotionless gaze, something quite rare among Cursed Spirits, as even Grade 5 Cursed Spirits had some emotions such as fury, pain, fear and desire.

Asterion remained indifferent to the beast's gaze and concentrated on his surroundings. From what Tinker Bell had said, he knew that this lake was the lake of the legend told in the Arthurian Tales, meaning that the Excalibur he had seen earlier had been made in this place by fairies and the goddess Vivian herself.

Logically, the goddess's residence should be in this place, but no matter how hard Asterion tried to feel something, the whole lake didn't emanate a trace of magical energy into the air. It was as if the place was dead and completely devoid of life, even animal and plant life.

"Of course, it could be because the Special Level and Divine Level are very different in terms of power that I can't sense anything." Asterion muttered to himself, looking at his surroundings with a pensive gaze.

"Not only have I been unable to determine the status of the Goddess at the moment, but I've also gained countless questions. Damn scientist habit." The trip to the Great Lake had proved to be of little help so far, which made him let out a helpless sigh.

"But it wasn't entirely without gain." He continued, turning to look at the Sea Beast, which was still staring at him with a dead, emotionless look, almost as if it was evaluating something.

Asterion noticed that look and fixed his gaze on the creature, he couldn't help but show an expression of interest. From the monster's eyes, he sensed small amounts of magical energy! Yes, Magical Energy, not Negative Magical Energy!

If anyone heard that he had encountered a Cursed Spirit that had Magical Energy, many would have thought that he had drunk gallons of beer and seen something impossible.

The two energies were completely opposite and would annihilate each other when they came into contact, one of the reasons why the exorcism of a Cursed Spirit was possible at the hands of wizards.

Approaching the Beast, to the sheer horror of Tinker Bell, who hid in Asterion's hair while watching everything with curiosity and fear, it was incredible that this little fairy could have so much confidence in someone she had just met a few hours before.

Without knowing what the little fairy was thinking, Asterion had approached to within a few meters of the Cursed Spirit and stood in front of the creatures' gigantic eyes.

"It's a type of liquid glass, but it allows the storage of magical energy, almost like a scanner device." Asterion said to himself, curiously observing the structure of the monster's eye with his Second Innate Technique.

"It's analyzing me to see if I'm a threat or not." With a smile on his lips, Asterion stretched his hand forward and exorcised the sea monster without any hesitation.

An enormous blue dome surrounded the gigantic figure of the Special Grade Cursed Spirit and began to decompose its body at great speed.

Then, under Asterion's surprised eyes, he felt no resistance from the Cursed Spirit! Looking into the Cursed Spirit's lifeless, emotionless eyes, Asterion was confused, but continued the process without hesitation.

With the Sea Monster, which he called Leviathan, he had two specimens to carry out his research on later.

Looking at the blue Orb in his hand, Asterion didn't hesitate and swallowed the Orb, his throat showing an obvious lump before the swallowing sounded particularly loud.

The taste was still as horrible as you'd expect.

Think of the worst taste you've ever had in your life and multiply it by ten and it won't even come close to the taste Asterion felt when he swallowed the Blue Orb.

Seeing the huge monster disappearing, Tinker Bell flew to Asterion's side and looked at him with extreme admiration in her eyes. She had never seen someone so powerful in her short life of five hundred years!

In her eyes, Asterion had raised his hand and the monster was defeated!

How could Tinker Bell not be shocked, Asterion was stronger than the elders of the Hive.

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Chapter 252: Chapter 249 - The Grindelwald Plan (5)

Seeing that he couldn't see anything related to the Goddess Vivian, Asterion let out a disappointed sigh and returned to the surface. The moment his feet touched the grass beside him, Asterion's red eyes fell on the man with long black hair wearing a black Greek toga.

His skin was slightly tanned while his eyes were dark brown, he was handsome at around thirty. a full-blooded Greek in every sense.

"Herpo." Asterion spat out the man's name with a cold, intense stare.

"Lord Black." Herpo greeted the young man cordially while showing his respect. After all, the boy in front of him had done something that many had tried but failed to do. His admiration for the boy was sincere and genuine, devoid of any feelings of animosity.

Herpo's eyes fell on the little fairy on Asterion's shoulder and he smiled amiably at the creature he had previously considered extinct. It was a young fairy, very young by fairy standards, and he could see that the little fairy considered Asterion a friend and even trusted him deeply.

Herpo understood why fairies were extinct on the continents, no intelligent race could relate to human wizards with such confidence. Any race knew how arrogant, cold and crazy humans could be when it came to something that mattered to them.

Morals, character and laws were nothing in the face of supreme interests.

Looking at the lake before him, Herpo's eyes showed a deep look, but that look disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

"Walk with me, Lord Black." Herpo fixed his eyes on Asterion and spoke in a friendly tone while gesturing gracefully.

Asterion didn't hesitate and walked alongside his enemy, if anyone saw them, they would see the image of friends walking side by side while chatting happily.

But whether it was Asterion or Herpo, they both knew that in a different place and under different circumstances, they would kill each other without any hesitation, trying to end each other's lives.

"I don't see Morgan." Herpo commented, looking around Asterion. In his senses, apart from the Special Grade Cursed Spirit in his shadow, there was no sign of Morgan. A being he wanted to meet in person, after all, it wasn't every day that you saw a prototype God.

Asterion looked at the man acting so friendly and snorted coldly, not bothering to answer his question. Only a fool would flaunt his greatest weapon.

Herpo rolled his eyes and grumbled, calling Asterion petty and uneducated.

Seeing that Asterion had no intention of introducing him to Morgan, Herpo changed the subject, showing a look of admiration for Grindelwald's Plan. "What do you think of Grindelwald's plan?"

Honestly, after he earned Grindelwald's invitation, Herpo didn't hesitate to stop his training and come to Avalon. At the same time, he was still shocked by the audacity of Grindelwald and his clone. What his clone had accomplished over two millennia shocked even him.

Asterion replied after a brief silence. "Honestly, I think the chances of something going wrong are more than 80%."

Herpo nodded, apparently agreeing with Asterion's words. He also saw that apart from the daring plan, the chances of success weren't high to begin with.

But 20% was a shocking percentage for him. Don't say 20%, even 1% he would still risk completing this crazy plan even with a 99% chance of failure.

Luck always favored the bold or it would lead the bold to their deaths.

"We pray to Zeus that everything works out, or a much bigger problem will fall on our heads." Herpo spoke with a smile on his lips. There was no fear in him or any other feeling, if something happened to him, he would only regret that he couldn't fulfill his dream of finding the Root of Magic.

"If you want to pray to someone dead, be my guest, but I only have faith in myself." Asterion replied in a calm, cold tone. He believed in God, but that didn't mean he had faith in God. Believing that he exists and having faith in him are two completely different things.

"In my day you'd be burned alive for heresy." Herpo commented with an amused tone. Asterion was just like him, as confident in himself as he could be. After all, if you don't have confidence in yourself, you'd better not even start doing anything.

Confidence was something fundamental to sustaining one's beliefs, without it people are no different than empty shells without determination, just living for the sake of living.

Asterion fell silent and walked north, Herpo following him with a smile on his face as he began to ask countless questions about modernity.

The journey lasted five hours and Asterion wished he had the old Herpo by his side at this moment, the current one had a big problem, that was extreme curiosity. Just like the phase any baby or child goes through when growing up, always curious about everything and with lots of questions.

But Herpo hadn't grown out of this phase as a child and it has continued to this day, even two thousand years later!

"Can you please shut up and leave me alone for a minute." Asterion, tired of more questions, looked at Herpo and spoke in an incredibly angry tone.

He regretted agreeing to walk with Herpo, he wanted to extract information from the man through conversation, but this soon became impossible with the infinite number of questions the man had.

Herpo looked at Asterion with a regretful look on his face. He had been enjoying the conversation with someone as intelligent and brave as him, but seeing that he had managed to irritate the boy, he shrugged and walked on in silence. For some reason, everyone who talked to him also showed such reactions, although he didn't understand why.

In his eyes, wizards and witches should enter the sea of knowledge without scruples and curiosity was the primordial pillar of erudition, so in his eyes, what he was doing was very normal.

Suddenly, Asterion and Herpo's steps stopped, they both looked ahead and saw a huge pale desert, there was snow everywhere they looked. Mountains loomed in the background like spears piercing the heavens.

"The power of the gods is incredible." Herpo commented with a genuinely amazed tone at the powers of the gods.

"Do you want to know how you become a god, Lord Black?" He looked at Asterion and asked with a smile playing on his lips.

Asterion looked at him in surprise and remained silent. He felt that even if he said yes, Herpo wouldn't answer with the truth. After all, only a fool would say something that could make his enemy stronger.

Perhaps guessing Asterion's thoughts, Herpo continued to smile as he spoke. "In ancient times, the so-called Special Grade was called the demigod and after that level, it was the deity. When the demigod ascended to the throne of God, his Innate Technique would sublimate and become something stronger, intangible and primordial."

"Authority."

"It had many other names, like Priesthood, Laws, Pillar and many other names." Herpo looked at Asterion with an increasingly animated gaze. "But many failed to sublimate their Innate Technique, dying in the process. Perseus, Theseus, Heracles and many other demigods died at this stage."

Asterion couldn't help but be surprised by Herpo's words, although the man didn't say what it took to sublimate the Innate Technique into Authority, the information he earned opened a path for him to move forward.

"You must be confused as to why I'm saying this, just know that it's in my interest to see you try to reach Divinity. If you die in the process, I'll throw a feast worthy of your status and celebrate your death." Herpo spoke, entering the frozen biome while looking back with an amused look.

How could he not have known about the temptation to reach Divinity. It was every demigod's dream, he wanted to see Asterion try and die in the process. Of course, there was a chance that Asterion would actually ascend to Divinity, but the odds were so minuscule that Herpo decided to gamble.

The chance of Asterion dying was over 90%, how could he not take a chance when luck was in his favor with such odds?

Luck favors the bold, that's what he's believed since Ancient Greece.

Besides, he hadn't told him the method of sublimating the Innate Technique, so Asterion's chances of failing were even greater.

Asterion could certainly guess the conspiracy that was going on in Herpo's mind and he had to admit, it was a naked conspiracy, without hiding its purpose.

At the same time, as Herpo had guessed, Asterion really did want to ascend to Divinity after hearing the sublimation of the Innate Technique, but differently from what Herpo had thought.

Asterion wouldn't be using it on himself, but on Morgan!

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Next Chapter of the Third Volume: Chapter 249 - The Grindelwald Plan (5), Chapter 250 - The Grindelwald Plan (6), Chapter 251 - The Blasphemy (1), Chapter 252 - The Blasphemy (2), Chapter 253 - The Blasphemy (3), Chapter 254 - The Blasphemy (4), Chapter 255 - The Blasphemy (5), Chapter 256 - Change in the Wizarding World (1), Chapter 257 - Change in the Wizarding World (2), Chapter 258 - Change in the Wizarding World (3), Chapter 259 - Change in the Wizarding World (4), Chapter 260 - Attack of the City of Marseille (1), Chapter 261 - Attack of the City of Marseille (2), Chapter 262 - Attack of the City of Marseille (3), Chapter 263 - Attack of the City of Marseille (4), Chapter 264 - Attack of the City of Marseille (5), Chapter 265 - Attack of the City of Marseille (6), Chapter 266 - Revealing Magic to the World (I), Chapter 267 - Revealing Magic to the World (II), Chapter 268 - Revealing Magic to the World (III), Chapter 269 - Awakening of the Gods (I).

 


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