I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 265 Breakthrough, Fifth Order! (Two Chapters Combined)

[You punished evil and promoted good, slaying the ancient wizard who had been assimilated by the dragon god, demonstrating the righteousness and compassion of the Holy Light.]

【你以一对多，击杀1条5阶巨龙，23条4阶巨龙，86条3阶巨龙，132条2阶巨龙】

[The "Evil-Slaying Expert" title skill is activated, granting you 2 times the proficiency.]

[Proficiency +4000]

[Proficiency +1213]

[Remaining Proficiency: 5213]

Your courage to face challenges, confront dangers, and overcome difficulties to defeat a demigod in a fair and square manner is truly incredible.

As you, a weakling, come into contact with the fundamental rules of this world, you increasingly believe that humanity has its limits.

[You comprehend divinity: infinity]

[Infinite: You will find it easier to break limits, be adept at breaking rules, and be unbound by logic (Synchronization rate: 0%)]

The interface is as smooth and intuitive as ever.

Aside from the slightly sarcastic tone, it was still a great asset for Ron.

To be honest, with the end of the world approaching, only the panel guy could give Ron a little peace of mind.

After glancing once more at the panel information he hadn't had time to look at due to the battle, the boy's enthusiasm vanished, replaced by utter solemnity.

I killed a demigod, albeit with the help of the Holy Light God, but that was also achieved through my own talent and hard work.
Your proficiency level is far too low.
Ron's heart skipped a beat when he looked down and saw the divinity.

But then again
Panel, I have to give you some feedback. Why can't good things like this be displayed on it in the future?

If you insist on hiding it at the very bottom, you're being a bit dishonest!

"How exactly do I use 'infinite'?"

Ron scratched his head, which was covered in golden fur, and strained his limbs and torso.
His face flushed red and his expression became ferocious, but he still didn't realize that he was any different from before.

It wasn't until Ron looked down that he saw a synchronization rate as high as 0%.

What, do I have to pay for unlocking it myself?!

He paused for a moment, then tentatively added 10 points of proficiency.

[Unlimited: Synchronization rate 0.01%]

That's way too expensive!
Upon seeing this, Ron's lips twitched. The joy of gaining over five thousand proficiency points vanished, replaced by an extremely heavy and complex emotion.

As a fourth-order archmage, divinity is not something he should be considering right now.

But when Ron looked at the notes about Infinity on the panel, he couldn't help but feel secretly alarmed.

Break limits, be good at breaking rules, and not be bound by logic.
If the panel isn't exaggerating...

Isn't this just setting me above you?
Even gods have their limits, and gods can die; this is something Ron has heard of or experienced.

And based on the president's diligent study of his body these past few days...

He discovered that although each type of divinity corresponds to a certain underlying logic of the world, they have distinct strengths and weaknesses.

Like the King of the Netherworld, whose divine qualities are pieced together, even if there is a one in a billion chance that he will eventually achieve godhood, he will most likely be a weak god at the very bottom of the hierarchy of gods.

As for the Holy Light God, His divine office and authority are most likely of the powerful type.

Ron originally intended to devour the other party's legacy—no, he wanted to become the master of justice and the nemesis of evil.

But at this moment, seeing the various spells on the panel, Ron unconsciously recalled his original dream.

It was a gloomy, rainy afternoon when the boy, having learned his first spell using a cheat program, secretly made a vow.

He must become the strongest mage!

Ron sighed inwardly, secretly strengthening his resolve to say no to the evil temptations of the Holy Light God.

He is a principled person and will not give up halfway.

"Forget it, divinity is not something I should be thinking about. I haven't even reached the legendary level, let alone demigod."

The boy muttered something, then focused his gaze on the "Holy Light Meditation Method".

[Notes on Holy Light Meditation Method (Master 1086/3000):]

Upgrading is urgent.

The dangerous battle with the dragon made Ron realize something.

A man cannot lack endurance.

Therefore, whether it's level or total magic power, he needs to train hard and do his best to improve, given his exceptional talent.

"It's time to see the limits of my talent and my powerful will to work hard!"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, the values ​​on the panel changed abruptly.

[Holy Light Meditation (Peak of Mastery) ↑ Note: You have reached the limits of mortal potential, but there is still room for improvement.]

In an instant, Ron's magical power began to increase rapidly, as if he had been meditating for countless days and nights, and even his mental strength was improving by leaps and bounds.

His mind cleared instantly, and even the fatigue from the battle vanished.

A sense of fulfillment welled up inside me, as if my body was being filled with something strange.

[Realm Level: Fifth-Order Grand Mage↑]

When the information displayed on the panel appeared, Ron's ever-increasing aura suddenly dropped, as if he had reached the highest point of meditation and could not advance any further.

"Barely reached the late stage of the fifth rank, damn it, is this my limit?"

Ron clenched his fists, feeling the overflowing power within him and the surging magic power that had increased more than tenfold, and couldn't help but sigh.

The imagination is wonderful, but reality is a nightmare.

It's impossible to directly reach "Legendary" level; one can only reach the mid-stage of the fifth tier.

To be honest, it wasn't that Ron didn't want to find a better meditation method, or that he would simply live off Olivia and beg for a legendary meditation method.

Given his status in the Stardust Society and the great contributions he has made, this small request will surely be granted.

Unfortunately, he has consulted different female friends more than once in his spare time on how to become a legend.

The answers I got all came from my own efforts.
Every legend is a unique individual.

Strictly speaking, they are not even the same species as fifth-tier mages.

Even if Ron were taught the method of meditation, he wouldn't be able to learn it or practice it.

The magical energy surging within the boy's body gradually calmed down, and his mind became more focused.

Just as he was pondering how to break through to the legendary level and focusing his attention on "infinite" divinity, a voice suddenly came from in front of him, as if he had just eaten a lemon.

"You broke through? Fifth rank!?"

Fiona appeared in the room at some point, her light purple eyes wide open, her usually arrogant face now filled with astonishment.

You're an animal! Are you even human?!
She really couldn't hold back anymore.

As the old lady hidden inside the bracelet, she witnessed almost the entire process of Ron's cheat-like abilities.

From second to third tier, from third to fourth tier, from fourth to fifth tier, each advancement seemed to have no bottleneck.
Just by sitting there in a daze, I easily broke through.

"Well, it was just a fluke."

What do you mean by "luck"?

Upon hearing this, Fiona was so angry she wanted to hit someone.

You were lucky, but what about me, Grandma, who spent a year honing my magic power day after day to break through to the fifth rank?
"Young man, tell your grandmother honestly, have you been doing something crooked or evil?"

"Let me tell you, if you practice any evil magic, I'll be cleaning up your house!"

Upon hearing this, Ron fell silent, suddenly feeling that Fiona, with her delicate features and proud personality, now seemed somewhat ugly.

Jealousy changes people beyond recognition.

Why don't you listen to yourself? Are you even speaking human language?
How could someone who embodies justice possibly practice those rotten and vile magic methods that enhance one's strength through evil and crooked means?
Ron Griffith got to where he is today entirely through his own talent and hard work. "Ms. Fiona, sometimes when progress is slow, look for the reasons within yourself. Please don't erase other people's efforts with just a few words."

Ron said seriously.

Huh? Where's your effort?!

The arrogant senior was furious, never expecting to be contradicted by a junior today.

Her translucent body floated upwards, towering a head above Ron, before she raised her snow-white chin and hummed:
"Hmph (╯^╰), junior, don't be too proud. I've seen plenty of genius grandmothers, but without exception, they're all stuck at the fifth rank and can't reach the legendary level."

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Ron was speechless for a moment, and had to admit that what Grandma Fiona said made a lot of sense.

Seeing this, Fiona thought she had the upper hand and began to lecture, arms crossed:

"Junior, it's good to be high-spirited sometimes, but you also need to know how to restrain yourself, and you must especially respect your seniors."

"Those who don't heed the advice of their elders will suffer the consequences."

Ron twitched the corner of his mouth, his gaze suddenly losing focus as he shifted from the lecturing senior to the proficiency panel.

[Remaining Proficiency: 3299]

[Unlimited: Synchronization rate 0.01%]

He stroked his chin, gritted his teeth, and poured all 3299 points of proficiency into it.

[Unlimited: Synchronization rate 3.30%↑]

The next moment, as the panel notification refreshed, Ron had a flash of inspiration, and a higher-level understanding of the Holy Light suddenly surged into his mind.

At this moment, the magical power within him, which had just subsided and seemed to have reached its limit, actually experienced a slight breakthrough.

This is not simple meditation, but rather rebuilding bridges beyond the limits of meditation.

It actually works!

Ron was overjoyed and wanted to ride the wave of inspiration and break through the vague bottleneck, but he sadly discovered that the proficiency that had once made him live a life of ease had been completely squandered.

This feeling of being unable to unleash one's full potential and break through was incredibly distressing for Ron.

It's like being about to take off in your past life, only to find that the short video suddenly buffers.

Damn it!
Why is the proficiency in divinity so expensive?

Life is unpredictable. Even with hard work and talent, one must always be prepared for periods of hardship.

Ron sighed inwardly. Before he could even recover from the exhilarating feeling of breaking his limits, he suddenly noticed that Fiona, who had been lecturing him, had stopped talking at some point.

Her expression changed drastically, her eyes fixed on Ron, the incredibly pungent sour smell like the juice of hundreds or thousands of lemons squeezed together.

"What?! You broke through again?!"

This time, Fiona was truly frightened. As an experienced person, she would never mistake the magical power of that strange aura.

That was the beginning of transcending the mortal body and achieving legend, and also the key to entering the realm of gods.

Fiona dodged in a flash, disregarding any semblance of decorum as a senior, grabbed Ron by the collar and shook him violently, babbling incoherently:

"Did you break through? Tell Grandma you're not joking."

"Junior, Ron, you are not allowed to break through! You are not allowed to break through so quickly!!!"

"Waaaaah, how could such a thing happen in the world? I trained diligently for three years, enduring countless hardships! How could you... how could you..."

Ms. Fiona, where is your maturity and composure?

Is this the real you?
Looking at his arrogant senior who seemed to have gone mad, Ron couldn't help but recall the first time he met him.

That reliable, steady, mature, yet proud of his own abilities quality was far superior to his current pathetic state.

Did they accidentally damage the brain while making the bracelet by splitting the soul?

Thinking of this, the blond boy offered words of comfort:

"Senior Fiona, no matter how fast I break through, am I still your junior?"

"You can think of something positive too; maybe I can even break through faster?"

Fiona, who was grabbing Ron by the collar, suddenly changed her expression and gave a haughty snort:

"The younger generation is still the younger generation. They have a long way to go if they want to become legends."

"Grandma, I don't want to argue with you!"

After saying that, she went back into the bracelet and continued to hum and moan inside.

Hey, is it really that serious? Haven't you heard of the younger generation surpassing the older one?

Ron muttered to himself, glanced at the proficiency level displayed as "0", and his mood inexplicably began to feel heavy.

He had only made a slight breakthrough with a 3% progress rate. The level of proficiency required to truly become a legend made Ron's scalp tingle just thinking about it.

"Infinity, infinity, the essence of divinity is the elevation of life level, so it is closely related to rank."

"If the synchronization rate reaches a relatively high level one day, will those spells that have already reached the maximum level be able to break through again?"

"God-level, or above?"

As he pondered this, Ron sighed inwardly.

Thinking about anything now is useless; the right path is to focus on doing good deeds and fighting strong enemies to gain experience.

Pushing open the cabin door, Ron went up to the deck and looked around like a thief, ready to see which guard needed help.

The mission's fleet had already set sail again, and the crew and sailors were all busy with their own tasks.

With the salty sea breeze blowing, Vivian walked with elegant steps, leading a red-skinned demi-human who was nearly two meters tall.

“Mr. Ron, how was your rest? Thanks to you, otherwise we would have turned into dragon dung.”

So, what reward are you planning to give me?
Ron muttered to himself, nodded politely, and said casually:
"Easy to do."

To be honest, he wanted to say that hands would suffice, but he swallowed the words back.

"Who is this?"

He looked behind Vivian at the demi-human who was over two meters tall.

"My name is Zelina, a demon. Thank you for your help."

Looking at the woman with a slender figure but clearly defined muscles, dark red skin, and pointed head, Ron suddenly remembered her.

"Oh, hello, it's what I should do. To be honest, your courage is admirable."

Upon hearing this, Zelina's stern face broke into a smile.

“I didn’t believe it at first when Vivian told me you had a good personality, but now I do.”

"By the way, I will never forget your life-saving grace. If you encounter any trouble in the Federation, just come to me."

After saying that, Zelina turned around nimbly and went to the other side of the deck.

Only then did Vivian, dressed in a formal gown, nudge Ron's arm and whisper:

“My brother asked me to bring Zelina here. Of course, she also wanted to thank you.”

"It's said that she's the illegitimate daughter of a demon senator and wields considerable influence within the Federation!"

A demon councilor?

So these are the only two connections I have in the Federation?

Upon hearing this, Ron stroked his chin. "Hmm, thank Verex for me."

"But I don't think we'll run into any trouble, right?"

After all, Ron Griffith was the most polite man, and his greatest skill was winning people over with virtue.

(End of this chapter)