Am I a god-tier talent in all my professions?

Chapter 527 Magic God

Saint One had also been an 8th-level mage, so he could understand Huang Minzhi's description.

"So you mean that if you become a god of magic, you will encounter the life form that represents the original forbidden magic?"

Shumi and Arosa, on the other hand, seemed a little confused.

The hunter and the warrior didn't really pay much attention to the magical realm... They had only heard of the original forbidden magic and knew that it was a very powerful magic, even stronger than the so-called Root Magic.

However, there are very few magicians in the world who have mastered the earliest forbidden magic.

Basically, most mages of level 6 and above can comprehend their own origin magic, but very few mages of level 6 and above master the original forbidden magic.

Even fewer people can truly master it and then unleash its full potential.

There was a hint of pity in Huang Minzhi's eyes.

Looking at the corpse beside him, he nodded slightly: "That's right."

"The moment it ascended to become a god of magic, it was obliterated by the 'First Forbidden One'..."

Saint One sighed, "Is he really that powerful? He can actually kill a magic god directly?"

"Ha, it seems becoming a magic god is quite dangerous. So, what does this have to do with the answer to the root?"

The bird-headed man stared at the corpse before him.

He didn't answer immediately, but paused for a moment.

No one urged them on. In the silent wait, Saint One gradually sensed an aura carrying immense magical power approaching from afar.

Turning his head to look at Lu Cang, he found that Lu Cang's eyes had already been fixed on that direction.

"Let's wait a bit."

"Some people also want to know the answer to the root cause."

Saint One rested one hand on the hilt of his sword.

Although he was merely maintaining this posture, an invisible sword domain had already been spread out, and if any hostility appeared, Sheng Yi could immediately launch a counterattack.

"There are still people? Xiyao, how many more people are coming?"

Xi Yao looked at Sheng Yi and smiled gently: "I don't know either. It seems that Yuge invited a lot of different people."

"Everyone is here to find answers."

Saint One: "What if I accidentally run into an enemy?"

Chen Xiyao: "Hmm, then I'll deal with him with you."

Saint asked with a hint of doubt, "You're a scholar, aren't you? Do you have any fighting ability?"

"A little bit, I guess. You should be able to play support."

When Sheng thought of how Chen Xiyao had stopped his sword at that time, he realized that she wasn't completely powerless and probably had some means of self-defense. So he nodded and remained silent.

The figures in the distance were getting closer.

There are two "people".

One was a man wearing a magic robe, with slightly gray hair, who looked to be in his twilight years, reminding one of An Zheng... that magician who was stuck at level 8 and could not advance until his death.

One of them was a monster carrying a lantern beside him.

Lu Cang: "It's the bird-headed people again."

"Is it fashionable for Yogg to use these kinds of monsters to guide the way now?"

The mage in the distance also saw Lu Cang's group of people, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"It seems everyone's here, so I'll continue." Huang Minzhi floated forward a short distance.

Everyone nodded slightly, and the magician in the distance also nodded in agreement.

It seems he already knows the background.

"Fellow magicians... have you ever considered whether you are seeking the root cause or the truth?"

Lu Cang did not respond, but pondered its words in his mind.

But Saint One was too lazy to think about it: "Nonsense, if a magician wants to level up, he must seek the source, which is the source of magic."

The mage in the distance calmly replied, "The path of a mage is the path of knowing the root."

"Witnessing the root and glimpsing the answer to the root is the ultimate goal of a magician. As for the truth you speak of, the truth that we magicians seek is the truth of the root, and isn't the truth of the root the answer to the root?"

The bird's head and beak opened slightly, emitting a cold laugh: "Heh heh, that's right."

"The process of becoming a level 9 mage is to witness the root that you see, and to reflect the answer to the root with your own understanding of the root."

"If your understanding matches the true answer of the root, then you have proven the root and can become a true level 9 mage."

Everyone nodded in agreement; apart from Lu Cang, they were all level 8 job changers.

Although their progress towards reaching level 9 is different, they all know what kind of difficulties they will face in advancing to level 9.

Especially the current level 8 mage mentioned earlier, and the Holy One who was a level 8 mage in one of his previous lives.

They are certainly familiar with the advancement to level 9 magician.

“Yes, that’s why I’ve come to find the answer to the root of the problem,” the white-haired mage in the distance said in a deep voice.

Huang Minzhi pointed his beak towards the sky, but spread his hands out: "This brother just asked me for the price."

Are you prepared to pay the price?

The mage in front of him frowned slightly, his forehead wrinkles deepening: "Price? I've never heard you mention that."

"But then again, it's probably not that simple."

"Tell me, what is the price? If I can know the answer to the root cause, I am indeed willing to pay a price."

Huang Minzhi opened and closed his beak wide, then suddenly turned around and said to Lu Cang, "Haha! Brother, you know what? I actually quite like this job."

It suddenly turned its head and looked at the old magician.

"Knowing the answer comes at a price."

He repeated the answer he had just given Lu Cang…

It seems to be very important.

Lu Cang hesitated, wondering whether he should know the answer.

However... his thirst for knowledge was surging so fiercely that Lu Cang couldn't convince himself to give up on finding out the answer.

"It seems that no one has any objections."

The bird-headed man clapped his hands happily: "Then I will reveal the answer to the root cause."

"The answer to the root cause itself is that there is no answer. The root cause itself is a mistake, a paradox, and a fallacy that should be rejected."

boom!
The moment that answer entered my mind.

Lu Cang and the magician in the distance suddenly felt that a belief and principle in their hearts had been shattered!

At that moment, both Lu Cang and the magician realized something clearly.

I... am no longer able to become a level 9 mage.

The root cause is wrong.

There is no answer to the root cause.

……

The Tree at the Center of the World – The Sea at the Center

The towering tree, which should have reached the sky, is now upside down, plunging into the deep sea. At the bottom of the deep sea, five giant rocks from the origin sit in the abyss.

A magician in this place has bright eyes that reflect a variety of colors.

"It's just a little bit short, but that little bit can never be perfect."

"Could my deduction be wrong?"

He turned to look at the arcane diagrams he had created.

"No... I can't be wrong."

"All the root causes of the problem should have been fixed, but why are there still defects, and what should be filled in these defects..."

He tentatively conjured a polyhedron with 3366 faces in his hand, each face having a different shape, one of which was empty.

"Hmm... this should be the ideal situation."

"Only one place is empty."

When this polyhedron is flipped over, countless arcane symbols are marked on different faces.

"Conjugate, mutual generation, connection, mutual exclusion, cyclical connection..."

"Space, mind, elements, time, destiny, soul, wind, light, darkness, structure..."

The categories of magic are interconnected, with different theories linking them together.

"No problem at all."

"Well then, let's give it a try." With a slight lift of his hand, an arcane symbol appeared at his fingertips—

Ding!
Floating on that empty surface, it forms a separate surface, as if trying to fill in the defect.

but……

As the arcane symbols continued to press down.

All that was observed was that the entire polyhedron began to become unstable.

Boom!
In an instant, dozens of different face values ​​burst forth!
"It really didn't work..."

Invent a magic spell to fill the void.

However, a magic spell filled this defect, and new gaps appeared on the other side.

There's no need to try anymore... Just one attempt has shown that no matter what assumptions are made, it's impossible to complete the last piece of the root cause.

"So, what does this mean?"

"Does that mean the root cause is destined to be incomplete?"

"No, that's not right either..."

"Just because I can't insert anything here doesn't mean there's nothing there..."

Turning back to the arguments he had made along the way, every arcane symbol clearly told the answer.

"Beneath the ultimate, complete form of the root, there must be something else there..."

"No... if that's the case..."

Suddenly, it seemed like something else came to mind.

Suddenly, he flipped his hand over again!
The symbols on the polyhedron in my hand began to change!
"soul……"

Swish!
Suddenly, the fictional model of the origin appeared with a large number of mental symbols, and it turned into a root model dominated by the mind.

"element."

Swish!
Then the root cause changed again, and in an instant it became the root cause model dominated by elements.

"time……"

Swish!
Change again!

The model was blurry, seemingly spanning both the past and the future.

"This answer... is really unexpected."

The origin is incomplete, and I originally intended to complete the origin... to prove the origin is complete and enter the realm of a level 9 mage.

But I never expected this.

Surprisingly, this is the answer that came to us.

"I cannot be wrong, but the answer is empty. It is an answer that cannot be filled. The root has no shape and no answer."

The polyhedron in the magician's hand changes constantly with his imagination and understanding.

My heart is pounding.

"Is its existence merely a figment of our imagination?"

"A fictitious, non-existent source... is all magic actually a paradox of falsehood?"

boom!
My heart was shaken; I felt like all my magic was collapsing.

All established theories of magic, and all knowledge about magic, seem to have become non-existent, fictional structures.

Is what I'm pursuing just an illusion?
Izparut looked up at the vast abyss.

The ideals of being a magician are crumbling.

but……

As long as you admit you're wrong.

As long as you admit that your deduction was wrong, you can make amends, overturn your previous theory, and admit that you misjudged the essence of the root cause.

From then on, we stopped pursuing the truth of the root cause and stopped trying to uncover the completeness of the root cause.

Everything can be salvaged.

Even with the broken origin and one's current understanding of it, one can still reflect the "wrong answer" to the origin and become a level 9 mage.

Izparut felt the water was robbing him of air.

The deep sea is getting colder.

His understanding of the elements was shattered, and his understanding of the world was being overturned. Despite being an 8th-level mage, everything around him felt so unfamiliar.

The water element of the deep sea, the wood element of withered vines, the earth element of sea soil, the earth element of reefs...

But everything has become unfamiliar.

We've lost weight.

Floating in the sea.

Iz lay in the deep sea, her gaze unable to penetrate the water or see the sky.

This seems to be a punishment from magic.

It seems to be a curse at the root.

When a magician truly realizes the complete form of the Root, it is also the time when his magic is destined to be stripped away.

"mistake?"

"Ha, right is right... I'm not wrong."

"If I'm not wrong... then the root of the problem is wrong."

Izparut stretched out his right hand toward the sea.

His right hand was crushed by the water pressure in the deep sea, and the blood mist stained the deep sea red.

The elements can no longer be detected.

Because all of these were rejected.

It seems that having too much comprehension isn't necessarily a good thing... Once you realize the falsity of the root, all your understanding of the elements ceases to exist.

Magic, too, was completely overturned because its origins were denied.

The mighty and strongest magician, Izparut, is unable to cast a single spell at this moment?
it is ridiculous.

If we can't even control the elements, we'll really die here.

The idea of ​​the strongest magician drowning in the deep sea seems ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

puff!
Seawater flowed back into his body.

Water pressure, cold, air...

These all became issues to consider.

However, beyond life and death, there seems to be another problem...

"If the answer to the fundamental question is blank, then what is magic?"

"Does the absence of an answer to the root cause necessarily mean the end of magic?"

"I rejected the root cause, but I did not reject magic..."

Even in the depths of the sea, amidst broken bodies and dying lives, an indomitable soul still contemplates.

Even though Izparut couldn't see the sky, it seemed as if the elements were reflected in her eyes.

call!
In a sudden instant!
A spark flew in Izparut's eyes!

Immediately afterwards, the entire central sea trembled violently!
……

After the bird-headed man finished explaining the answer to the root cause, he quietly watched the two magicians present.

But suddenly.

His body jolted.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Cang and the other magician also came to their senses at the same time!
In that instant, an extremely vast magical power swept across the heavens and earth. The sheer size of this magical power made even Lu Cang, who possessed a sea of ​​magical power, feel incredibly small!

The bird-headed man opened its mouth, its eyes filled with astonishment and surprise!

It opened its mouth twice, but couldn't utter a sound.

Finally, it was Chen Xiyao, who was standing next to Sheng Yi, who spoke.

She said, her voice trembling slightly, "Yog said... a new god has been born."

"It is... the God of Magic."

“Izparut”.

(End of this chapter)