I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 322 322. Evolved Humans, Eros' Arrow

Star Town.

The Titan puppet Aeotes still stands under the starry curtain that the Titans once created to replace the real starry sky.

Through the curtain of stars, he could clearly see the glorious kingdom of God, and he could also see the light sleeping inside, being burned by the flames of faith and becoming increasingly weak.

On the other side is a chaotic yet bizarre ochre-colored country where all kinds of minerals and magical plants grow. A figure is also sleeping inside.

He looked at the two kingdoms, and the magic instrument beside him immediately lit up and began to record as he spoke:
"Record: The power of the Father of Light is being affected by the fire of faith of the believers and is gradually being squeezed. He is unwilling to give power to the believers. Faith is forcing Him."

"Record: The predicted day of destruction is approaching."

"Record: The earth will not bear the huge impact of the fall of light, which is equivalent to the legendary magic 'Solar Arc' falling on the human kingdom of the Semrio continent."

"Record: Eurydice, the Grand Mage of the Celestial Council, has arrived to help."

——This is a top secret known only to him and his creators. His existence is to observe and record the changes that take place in this world.

Even though the mages of the Star Council built tower after tower around him and occupied his territory, and the Star Curtain Array gradually became the current Star Town, not even a single mage knew his true mission.

Even the legends of the Celestial Council were not clear about him and thought he was created by the Titan friends to help maintain world stability and act as a guide.

He looked at the gradually weakening Kingdom of Light, which was being watched like a hyena by the side, and suddenly remembered the words of his creator when he was still an intelligent core -

"The existence structure of gods is like a parasite of the world, especially gods related to faith. Only fools can believe in them. They will control and interfere, seriously affecting the development of the world."

"Our ancestors went through such changes, and for the sake of their faith... they went through countless blood and tears before they were finally liberated."

At that time, Aeotes was just an intelligent core and had no way of understanding the creator's deep meaning, but now he has observed this world for a very long time and even left his own "bloodline" on the continent.

When he thought of the young wizard who had become the president of the Wizards Association, he found it interesting, so he simply turned the curtain of stars in front of him and observed the direction of the Kingdom of Nolant.

But alas, not even the veil of stars could penetrate the moonlit veil that covered the Atlantean Sea, the gradually expanding radiance of the North and West.

He observed and murmured to himself:

“Use God as a tool.”

"Faith, if properly applied..."

He thought about it and felt that this might be the most appropriate method.

The desires that gods carry are actually much more exaggerated than those of mages. They have to accept the endless "wishes" of their believers. The desires represented by those wishes...

Just like the light now, He is being burned by the flames formed by the wishes of His believers, but it is difficult to say whether it was something that the light did not expect or whether it was something that the light did intentionally.

"In the Holy Scripture of Light, the first to suffer before the end of the world is God himself."

"Does he know about this? Or is he ignoring it?"

Thinking of this, he looked towards the space magic circle that was lighting up next to him and saw a magician walking out of it.

The magician he was staring at was extraordinarily handsome, with a slender and strong body and a broad chest. His face was more like a sculpture carefully crafted by an art master, with a high nose bridge, brows like stars, and a pair of golden eyes that seemed to contain fragments of sunlight and the power of thunder.

Even the golem Iotes created by the Titans had to admit that if Eurydice had not become Iriste's apprentice, she would have been snatched away by the god of love and beauty.

If he were to become a saint or a pope on earth, it would be perfect. Of course, in the end, those gods would most likely be beaten up by Ilister.

"How about it, did you find anything?" Aeotes did not mention the question he was thinking about just now.

"It's amazing."

Eurydice smiled happily: "I felt the magic of the Ark of the Sky. At that time, I stayed in the Reef Island for so long, but the Ark was unwilling to come out to see me. I didn't expect that Cloya got Him."

"So you're going to rob?"

"? Why would I go and rob it?" Eurydice shook her head indifferently: "I just want to prove that the Ark of the Sky still exists. Besides, my teacher has been entrusted by a friend to take good care of Cloya."

"Maybe he will be my junior fellow apprentice in the future."

"I think he would be willing to let me help him study the knowledge of the Ark."

In response, Aeotes just showed a look of disgust - everyone knows that you and your mentor Ilister like to steal things, from gods to demons. It is said that Ilister has been attacking the curtain of the underworld recently.

He actually just intended to capture the escaped knight.

As expected of a descendant of Aphrodite, his pursuit of beauty is incomprehensible.

Eurydice, who noticed the Titan Golem's expression, did not make any excuses. How could such a "machine" understand the pursuit of beauty - oh, maybe he knew something about magic patterns and the beauty of mathematics.

Eurydice changed the subject: "I found that Croa secretly arranged many people to destroy the faith foundation of light and earth, and he even has many armies that only act in secret."

"How did they destroy the foundation of faith?" Aeotes was curious. He really didn't know the answer.

"The church mainly spreads its faith to the nobles, and generally speaking, these nobles face some diseases or physical problems."

"The bards of Croa gave those sunflowers to the nobles for free. The magical sunflower oil can not only cure some basic diseases, but can even remove curses... and some have almost crazy effects on women."

Eurydice spread out his palm, and in his palm there was a ball of golden sunflower oil floating quietly. In that ball of oil that seemed to have only a weak fluctuation of magic power, there was actually a ray of real golden light that was even smaller than the dust particles of magic power.

Just a little bit, but like a sun.

"..."

An expression of obvious surprise appeared on the Titan puppet's face.

That kind of constant golden light, which is full of vitality and rhythm, can delay the aging of life. If there is enough of it, it can even completely stagnate!
How could such a miraculous special power be given to anyone? And it was given to ordinary people?

He really didn't know what to say.

In fact, not only him, but even Eurydice, the great magician who had seen many good things in the astral world, was quite surprised when he first discovered this ray of eternal magic.

But then, he was even more surprised after performing some magic tests and examinations on those people.

"Look at these data." He showed the data on the human body he had obtained from his investigation to Aeotes, who was shocked after taking a quick look.

"Is he trying to evolve the entire human race?"

"Has he moved beyond studying magical plants and beasts?"

The data clearly show that these eternal magic powers will gradually nourish the human body and even affect the structure of the astral body. If these magic powers are accepted for a long time, it will have an extremely beneficial effect on the next generation.

The sun's light itself has some ability to kill evil, and it can also prolong life. If it is passed down from generation to generation, humans' sensitivity to magic, lifespan, and even resistance to external magic will increase significantly.

You should know that the most powerful thing about the elves is their long lifespan, talent, and body, which are almost God-given.

——However, the reproductive capacity of races such as the elves is far inferior to that of humans. If the overall lifespan of humans becomes longer, coupled with their terrifying reproductive capacity...

To take it to the extreme, this is really not a good thing.

Eurydice certainly knew his worries. "We can't define good or bad, right or wrong before something happens. Do you want to curb his actions?"

"A wizard's curiosity is the most difficult to suppress. Suppressing it blindly will only lead to disaster."

"Besides, we still don't know what he's going to do."

Fear of the unknown is the most terrifying thing. Even if the unknown may lead to unimaginable consequences, it is not feasible to be afraid blindly - Aeotes knows this, but many times knowing and doing are two different things.

"He hasn't returned to this world yet." Aeotes said helplessly: "He should still be in the garden of the Ark. Do you plan to wait until he comes out before making a decision?"

"of course."

Eurydice found a random place to sit down, "Let's let those servants of the gods wait for a while, they usually have nothing to do anyway, wait until Croa comes out." "I found something very interesting at Croa's little hero, it feels really good."

After saying that, he casually cast a spell and instantly created a small, beautiful courtyard that was no more than the size of a palm, and then he shrank himself and went inside.

"..."

Aeotes turned his head to look at the cardinals who were waiting at the Temple of the Goddess of Love, but in the end he said nothing.

Anyway, it is really no different from what Eurydice said. They usually just pray, pray, and pray... Now they are waiting in the place closest to the gods they serve, which seems to be pretty good.

……

the other side.

Inside the Ark Garden.

Chloë had no idea that he was being talked about.

He was currently leading his demon army and following Mia in a special garden, an abandoned garden.
We have been walking for three days and three nights.

Compared with the mysterious and beautiful Ark Garden, this place really seems out of place. The whole land is covered with messy weeds, and the stone tablet is cut in half among the weeds.

"What are you looking for when you brought me here?" Kloya was very familiar with Mia, so he asked directly, "We have been walking here for three days!"

Miya said slowly: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

He knew about Cloya's arrangements. Even if Cloya didn't go out, the plan outside could proceed smoothly. Wouldn't it be comfortable to see the results when he went out?
"Then you have to tell me what it is."

"We'll be there soon." Mia didn't keep the secret any longer: "That was the source of the disaster in another world. It's a very beautiful thing."

——Just as He finished speaking, an extremely beautiful fruit tree with dazzling golden apples appeared not far away.

It stands quietly in the center of the earth covered with weeds and broken stone tablets, as if it is not in the same world as here. It is so beautiful, every branch stretches out in the natural and fresh air, and every apple is like the embodiment of "beauty".

It was so much more beautiful than the golden apple trees that Kroa had planted in Eden that it simply didn't seem like it could exist in reality.

The contrast was so stark that even Kloya couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly. For the first time in his life, he felt disgusted with a magical plant.

"The golden apple tree of the west coast."

He vaguely remembered something, but it still seemed like it was separated by a hazy mist. He could only think that there seemed to be three goddesses fighting over the golden apple tree.

"Yes." Mia walked closer to the golden apple tree: "This was left here by a god. It is related to Ilister's ancestors."

"It caused an epic war and affected countless people. It seemed that the goddess was dissatisfied with the unfair ruling, but in the final analysis, it was just the instruction of the higher-level gods - it is better to monopolize than to be equal."

He stood on tiptoe and plucked a golden apple from the apple tree and handed it to Chloe: "Taste it and see what it tastes like."

When Miya said this, there was obvious anticipation on her face, as well as a hidden, playful smile.

Cloya looked at Him suspiciously for a few times, but finally believed Him and took a bite. With a "crunch" sound, what flowed into his mouth was not sweet juice, but scarlet blood.

From the bitten hole, blood flowed out like a spring, dyeing the ground blood red. The wild grass stood tenaciously on the ground, but it looked so lonely.

After taking a bite of blood, Croa said: "..."

The water demon next to him immediately brought clear water to his mouth so that he could rinse his mouth. After he rinsed his mouth with a "Pooh, Pooh, Pooh" sound, he stared at Mia with an unfriendly face.

Miya continued to speak calmly, "This is a true god-level fruit, a wedding gift from the most primitive earth to the God King and his wife.

What you just ate was its last living fruit."

"Ok?"

Cloya immediately looked towards the golden apple tree, only to see that all the golden apples that had been shining brightly on the tree had disappeared, leaving only branches but no more fruits.

Then he looked down at the apple that was still bleeding. The golden skin was wrapped in light yellow flesh, but scarlet blood was flowing inside the flesh. It was simply bizarre.

"So what is it good for?"

"Bleeding? This doesn't seem to be the blood of humans and monsters..."

Just when he was puzzled, the golden apple in his hand faintly transmitted spiritual fluctuations -

"War...atonement."

"The war I started..."

"Atonement with my blood."

Its mental fluctuations were quite weak, and carried a deep sense of apology. It seemed that it could vaguely see a figure bowing solemnly to apologize.

“It seems that it has contacted you.” Mia then explained, “After the war was started because of its ownership, it was stained with countless blood, including the blood of demigods, mortal heroes, and real gods.

This life-giving blood is retained by it, flowing through its veins, and can be used for post-war recovery after the war ends."

"Aren't you asking the little hero William to restore the earth? His blood is the best nutrient. All magical plants and beasts can thrive by consuming his blood."

"The magic power of God will bless the earth."

Hearing this, Croa looked down at it for a long time, "But I feel that it is in pain, and the source of its pain seems to be a god."

——Through the Astral Body Imprinting Technique, Kloya could see that in the deepest part of the apple’s astral body, there was an arrow deeply embedded inside, with an ominous black aura entwined around it.

[Arrow of Eros]

[The existence affected by this mark will trigger one fight after another. It will regret it, but can only make meaningless compensation forever. ]

The shape of this arrow was familiar, and the magic it exuded was also familiar. He remembered that it was an arrow he had seen in Daphne's body. But there was always a difference, similar but not the same.

"Huh?" Mia was surprised: "What did you see? Can you tell me?"

"It's an arrow from a god called Eros..." Croix told Mia about his discovery, hoping that the latter's knowledge could explain it to him.

But unexpectedly, Mia showed a bewildered expression - he really didn't know that there was a curse from a god here, which even the power of the Ring of Glory could not detect.

What was even more unexpected was that the golden apple began to tremble violently after hearing what Kloya said, and the blood flowing from it added an indelible resentment.

“Him.”

"Why……"

"My existence..."

The spiritual fluctuations of the golden apple are full of resentment, like a deep and cold fog, full of malice and making people shudder.

The blood of resentment flowed on the earth, and a tall figure was gradually reflected in it. His body was surrounded by blazing fire and cold water, with only his ankles being dry.

But for some reason, Croix felt like there was an arrow stuck in his ankle...

"The knees turned into ankles?" He was not scared, just curious.

The tall figure opened his eyes in the reflection of the river of blood and slowly looked towards Kloya. There was no disgust or anything in his eyes, only the will to fight.

"Apollo..."

A low voice was heard, and there seemed to be the sound of war drums and the sound of metal clashing between weapons.

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