I'm really a serious wizard.

The pain and tearing caused by the erosion of divine power were transformed into pleasure under the impetus of immortality.

For Olivia, enduring such damage with the body of a demigod was somewhat of a stretch.

But she could clearly perceive that her body was gradually transforming and sublimating under the influence of divine qualities.

The heart pounded in the chest cavity, and the hot blood inside was almost boiling, gradually turning into a pale gold color.

With each repair, she seemed to adapt to the erosion of divine power, and her physical strength was enhanced once again.

Ron looked at the black-haired woman covered in blood with a complicated expression.

If this pace continues, it probably won't be long before Olivia's purity is high enough to easily snap him in two.

No, it might get to the point where I can't even break through their defenses...

Ron simply couldn't imagine how embarrassing that scene must have been.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Olivia was being eroded by divine power above.

Ron occasionally expends some of the "Sky Castle's" energy below to earn a meager amount of proficiency to supplement his family's income.

What a picture of "men being beasts and women being despicable".

As the crimson sun gradually set, dark red became the dominant color of this world.

Compared to noon when she could only tentatively probe the edge with her hand, Olivia was now able to touch the divine power with half of her arm.

As expected... it's very effective. If I can come every day, it won't be long before I can truly step into the realm of immortality...

That was absolutely awesome!
With a reluctant look at the head of the ancient god on the Blackrock platform, Olivia pulled her arm back with difficulty.

After enduring hours of erosion, her body had reached its limit.

If this continues, she may truly suffer physical decay, soul collapse, and spiritual demise.

As a gentle breeze blew, the black boots stepped back into the central tower.

"President, are you okay?"

Ron, who was idly looking at the virtual map, quickly ran over.

Normally, he certainly wouldn't have any worries.

But at this moment, Olivia's appearance was quite miserable.

His clothes were stained bright red, and the rolled-up flesh revealed the stark white bones, with fragments of internal organs stuck in the gaps between the hem of his clothes.

The fresh and elegant green grass, the bright and fragrant flowers, and the rich aroma of grains emerge from the corners of the eyes, nostrils, and flesh.

Olivia hastily wiped her face a couple of times, pulled the grass off her head, and slumped down, leaning against Ron, saying:

"Ptooey... ptooey... I'm fine, just a little weak."

This isn't even a question of whether it's real or not!

The girl next door has grown up, she is as strong as a mountain and as powerful as the world.

Ron thought that Olivia's parents must have been quite remarkable to have given birth to such a bold and charismatic woman.

Just as the thought flashed through his mind, Ron suddenly heard the president sigh with great frustration.

"Sigh~ It's still too slow."

"We estimate we'll have to come here every day from now on."

"And we'll be staying for quite a while, and we'll have to go back. We can't just stop training whenever we want."

"Ron, you must find this very troublesome, right?"

I think you just find it troublesome!

Ron's lips twitched. If he couldn't understand the hidden meaning in his boss's words after knowing Olivia for so long, he might as well find a block of tofu and kill himself.

However... traveling back and forth is indeed very troublesome. The energy supply for the "Sky Castle" is a major problem, and there's no way to restore its condition in the deeper world...

He stroked his chin, his gaze fixed blankly on a pair of dim, emerald-green eyes high in the sky.

After pondering for a while, Ron's eyes lit up, and he clenched his right fist and slammed it into his left palm.

Divine power!

Yes, the Sky Castle can be powered by divine power, but it didn't say it had to be powered by my own.

Ron's gaze toward the head of the Old God grew increasingly intense.

I could easily move the heads of the old gods here and extract their divine power as energy for the "Sky Castle".

This is a win.

Although it can create monsters, the "Sky Castle," which has no shortage of energy, can produce and sell them on the spot, thus squeezing out every bit of proficiency.

This is a win-win situation.

The president can train freely in the real world without worrying about the predicament of recovering his condition but the "Sky Castle" running out of energy.

This is a win-win-win situation.

At that moment, Ron felt like a genius!

He jumped up excitedly and quickly explained his thoughts to Olivia.

After listening, the president's gaze gradually became blank, and his eyes were filled with admiration as he looked at Ron.

When it comes to being a beast, it has to be you, Ron!

Even if Olivia possessed the divine quality of "wisdom," she could never have come up with such a wicked trick.

Suddenly, the guild leader's gaze turned to pity as he looked at the head of the ancient god.

Just then, Ron quietly moved closer to Olivia and asked somewhat awkwardly:
"President, I've come up with a solution, what about the reward?"

The last reward was just three or four days ago.

In the past few days, Ron, who is at an age where he is eager to make his mark, has been feeling a little lonely.

You bastard, when did I say I was going to give you a reward?

Hearing this, the black-haired woman blushed and said earnestly:
"Ron, it's not that the president doesn't want to give you a reward."

"Your idea is good, but have you thought about how to implement it?"

"Even I, the guild leader, cannot get close to that head, let alone seal it away to make it controllable."

Just as she finished speaking, a spark suddenly ignited in Olivia's mind.

It was like a flash of inspiration; I came up with a win-win solution!

Only divine power can counter divine power.
Yes, Ron has an ambiguous relationship with the "Mother of Mercy," so we could easily make him pay a small price to ask for her help.

In that case, I won't need to reward you. Olivia, you're a genius!

"Ahem, Ron, since you want a reward so badly, I, the guild master, can't let you down."

Clearing her throat, the handsome woman tucked her hair behind her ear, revealing her long, snow-white neck, and asked in a very seductive tone:
"But can you handle the process of receiving the reward?"

Absolutely!

Upon hearing this, Ron was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"The chairman of Bao's group, Bao's group!"

Upon hearing this, Olivia's beautiful fox-like eyes glazed over for a moment.
Then he raised a finger, looked at Ron seriously, and said:

"The reward I'm talking about will require you to suffer a bit!"

You'll suffer!
Ron was stunned for a moment, then blushed slightly as he thought of some ambiguous scenes.

It's good to suffer, especially to suffer for a long time.

"no problem!"

He answered with absolute certainty.

Olivia nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this, and then raised her second finger.

"I also need you to endure mental insults that ordinary people cannot bear."

This is!

You violent woman, are you finally going to reveal your true nature?!

Ron was breathing rapidly and unconsciously swallowed.

"President, humiliate me as much as you want, I can do it."

Hearing this, Olivia smiled with relief.

"Very good, Ron. You truly are my loyal subordinate."

"Since you've agreed to seek help from the Mistress of Mercy, then hurry up and go." "The sooner you go, the sooner you'll return. I'll have a hot meal ready for you at the guesthouse, waiting for your return."

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-

The Magic Research Institute of Gear City.

"The Magic Elementary Particle Collision Experiment has failed again."

“Researcher Jasmine, this is the first very different result in nearly half a month.”

"According to the formula left by the great inventor Chris, the results should be consistent."

Inside a laboratory separated by metal walls, several researchers in white lab coats are arguing about something.

Looking haggard, Jasmine frowned, pulled out several different sheets of paper, and flipped through them.

The goal is to compare the results of the experimental reports and identify patterns in the changes.

However, her almost furrowed brows silently spoke of the immense psychological pressure she was under.

"Eldia, this is impossible! There must be some mistake!"

"How could the smallest unit of magical particles change randomly?"

The elven girl raised her head proudly, but her darting eyes betrayed her true thoughts.

The fundamental particles of magic represent the smallest units of magic that exist independently in nature.

According to Chrisel's manuscripts, the basic particles of magic do not belong to matter, but exist in the form of an energy field.

But no matter how it changes form, its radiation remains constant at "0.18".

It was by defining the initial unit that countless magical weapons and technologies were able to emerge.

But now, this rule, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, has been broken.

It's like waking up to find that the sun, which was rising as usual, has suddenly disappeared, leaving only an empty, chaotic space where the sun used to be.

The pain of being trapped in ignorance is a torment that no magic researcher could bear.

As a result, many people at the Gear City Magic Research Institute went insane and ended up in mental hospitals.

"Oh no!!! How am I supposed to write my graduation thesis!?"

"Professor Jasmine, I plan to stay here to work after graduation and pay off my student loans that have accumulated over six years. What should I do?"

The one who let out the howl was a werewolf, Eldia, who had been scolded by Jasmine earlier.

"Stop howling, Eldia. Your paltry loan is nothing compared to these random numbers."

Jasmine was merciless, and immediately snorted coldly:

"If you can't repay the loan and don't want to be forcibly collected from the debtor, you should pretend to be crazy."

"I have connections at the mental hospital; I'll try my best to get you a good bed."

Eldia's ears twitched, and he rolled to his feet, asking in surprise:

"Professor Jasmine, all you have to do is pretend to be crazy!?"

"No, you have to take concrete action, like taking a stone."

The elven girl tossed her braids and continued with utter disdain:

"You must be a werewolf, this kind of thing shouldn't be difficult for you."

Upon hearing this, Eldia's expression changed, and he slid in and landed at Jasmine's feet.
"Mentor, is yours okay?"

"If you choke, you don't need to get water; it's on the way."

In your dreams!

Jasmine's expression turned cold, and she kicked the werewolf on the head.

"roll!"

Late at night, outside Gear City.

Jasmine, dressed in practical and easy-to-move clothes, walked alone in the wilderness, looking around in the darkness as if searching for something important.

Didi didi.
Finally, the strange disc-shaped instrument in her hand emitted a loud bang.

"really!"

"The reason why magical particles are unstable is indeed related to the deeper world!"

She looked up abruptly, and through the pitch-black night, she seemed to see invisible ripples appearing on the wilderness, slowly eroding the barriers of the real world.

As the most outstanding and excellent magic researcher in Gear City in recent years.

Even with a huge debt, Jasmine would never give up on her research project.

Unlike those seasoned veterans who became despondent when their research direction went awry, all experimental results turned out to be random, and they were unable to secure further research funding or loans, she did not give up on herself.

On the contrary, Jasmine was unusually excited.

If she can decipher this sudden anomaly on her own, Jasmine's name will be recorded in the Federation's magical chronicle, on par with Chrisel.

At that time, everyone will have to kowtow to her and acknowledge that elves are inherently superior to other races!

Thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel excited and full of energy.

Hmph, Vivian even said I was possessed by an evil spirit and wanted to ask that damn pope to exorcise it for me. I really don't know what she was thinking.

How could a great magical researcher believe in such supernatural things!

And
Just thinking about Ron's scumbag attitude made Jasmine feel uncomfortable all over.

Because of this, she had been secretly working on it every night until today, when she finally found the problem.

Looking at the fluctuating pointer on the instrument, Jasmine thought to herself, "What a pity."

I should have brought more goblins and let these inferior races go into the deeply sunken areas to act as guinea pigs.

Are we just going to slink back like this?
Without finding concrete conclusions, it's impossible to get any attention, and someone else might beat us to it!
After a moment's hesitation, Jasmine gritted her teeth, a resolute glint in her eyes.

She first opened her backpack, took out a rope, tied one end around her waist, and the other end to a tree in the distance.

This is the simplest way to explore the deeper world; as long as you remain connected to the real world, you won't truly fall in.

Of course, as the simplest method, its reliability is not very high.

Immediately, Jasmine took out a disc-shaped magical device from her backpack, tapped it a couple of times, and a circular shield appeared, enveloping her inside.

After making all the preparations, the elven girl hesitated for a moment, then tossed the communicator next to a tree.

Then she cautiously explored forward.

Although the wilderness still looks like the same wilderness, the loneliness, the sense of falling, and the strange feeling that makes people feel very depressed indicate that Jasmine has arrived in another dimension.

Wait, why is it so silky smooth?

Suddenly, she froze.

Generally speaking, to cross the high walls and enter the deeper world, one would either need to borrow relics from the old era preserved within the Federation, or request the Queen's intervention.

When the deeper world invades reality, high walls will more or less act as a barrier, isolating life forms from other worlds in front of them.

But just now, Jasmine didn't feel any resistance.

Drop drop drop...

At this moment, the detector hanging on the waist emitted a series of urgent siren sounds.

Jasmine subconsciously looked up at the magnificent creation that could only be observed from the other side of the wall.

The high walls still stand, and overall they appear as impregnable as ever.

However, in some corners, the traces of time's erosion still cannot be erased.

Countless tiny cracks emerged from the hidden places, as if the magnificent wall would soon collapse.

Jasmine paused for a moment, then quickly raised her camera to capture the scene.

click-

A crisp sound came from inside the photographic equipment, and the originally flowing magic suddenly became chaotic, with wisps of blue smoke rising from inside the machine.

"broken?"

"Is the radiation of magical particles here also showing abnormalities?"

Just as Jasmine was about to examine it closely, she suddenly heard a chaotic roar.

Glug glug glug... (End of Chapter)