After a fleeting thought, Valensa quickly gave the nailed woman a look of disgust:

"You even claimed to be a great figure who has lived through two eras and is older than Her Majesty the Goddess... and you can't even beat a Star Glory? You were just bragging, weren't you?"

"I wasn't bragging!"

The woman, pinned down, was furious and even swung her hand to hit Valensa, but it was weak and limp, no different from an ordinary little girl's.

"At my peak, I could indeed beat up a lot of so-called gods! Star-level weaklings like me could be killed with a single glance! But... that's all in the past."

The woman with black hair and purple eyes spoke, then sighed and crossed her legs, which were clad in black stockings and high heels:

"I have almost no energy left, and my body is too weak to take any more nourishment. Even if I escape, it will probably take hundreds of years to recover... In my current state, if I were ambushed, an ordinary person could knock me down with a wooden stick."

"...Then what's the point of letting you out?"

Valensa's expression showed even more disgust. (Of course, it was feigned.)

"Huh, you don't know this, do you?"

The woman with black hair and purple eyes became smug again:

"What do you think is the greatest power? Energy? Or weapons? Actually, it's neither. It's the knowledge that understands everything!"

"I'm definitely incredibly weak right now, but all my knowledge is still there! Guiding you guys to take down a lowly Star Glory member will be a piece of cake...wait, what?"

As she spoke, the woman with black hair and purple eyes seemed to have thought of something.

The way he looked at Valensa was very strange:

"He's just a weakling, why are you running? Shouldn't an evil god like you be able to kick him to death in two kicks?"

"I……"

"Oh~~~~ I understand."

The woman with black hair and purple eyes gloated once again:

"You're not a pure-blooded evil god, so you can't control your own power. You might even be dominated by your overly strong instincts and lose your humanity... So you clearly have great power, but you don't dare to use it, right? As a result, you were chased by an enemy who was much weaker than you and ended up running away in a panic... Tsk tsk, how pathetic."

"!"

"You're not much better off, are you?"

Valensa retorted, unconvinced:

"You claim to be more powerful than many gods, so how did you end up being sealed here by the Holy Maidens and Sages?"

"...Gu."

The woman with black hair and purple eyes immediately lay flat in a starfish position:

"What can I do... Those three sages are really nothing, but those five saintesses... They have the Sun Goddess behind them! No matter how powerful I am, how can I compete with the entire universe in terms of energy expenditure? In the end, they used their artifacts to wear down all my energy... Tsk, I feel so unwilling every time I think about it, but there's nothing I can do... Their backing is too strong, I can't afford to offend them."

boom!

As the two were talking, another loud bang, accompanied by a tremor, came from a closer distance; the Great Prophet of the Wild Beasts was about to find them.

"...It's all my fault."

Tia suddenly spoke with a hint of self-reproach:

"It is also a very powerful spellcaster with an extremely sensitive sense of magic. It must have sensed my magic when it found our location twice."

"It's okay, we're going to take it down eventually anyway, so it's fine if it comes looking for us."

Valensa first offered a word of comfort to Tia, then looked at the woman pinned to the ground by the silver sword:

"So? Do you have any way to help us take down that enemy?"

"Of course, it's a piece of cake."

The black-haired woman's purple eyes were full of confidence:

"Although I don't have any energy myself right now, I can teach you... As long as you can perfectly control a portion of your power and put in a little more effort, taking down those guys outside will be no problem."

"...Can you teach me to control this power? How do I do it?"

Valensa asked curiously.

"It's very simple, just use magic."

The woman who was nailed spoke in a relaxed tone:

"You've probably heard of warlocks among spellcasters, right? They're the kind of people who can awaken their bloodline talents and use more powerful spell-like abilities with greater energy consumption."

"Uh... I'm sorry, I know absolutely nothing about magic."

Valensa shook her head with a wry smile:

"Moreover, my magical talent is very poor. If you are planning to teach me magic to fight enemies, I advise you to give up this idea."

"Warlocks and spell-like abilities? I know, I know..."

Tia quickly explained to Valensa:

"Let me give you an example so you'll understand. Take the Dragon Breath spell, for instance. It's a spell developed by mages imitating the breath of dragons. It looks a lot like dragon breath, but it's still a spell in essence and needs to be released strictly according to certain steps."

If a human warlock possesses dragon blood, they can unleash Dragon Breath directly, just like a dragon, using their innate bloodline! However, this Dragon Breath is still a spell at its core. Even though its casting method and effects are identical to true dragon breath, it's still the same spell! That's what a spell-like ability is, understand?

"Hmm... I basically understand."

Valensa nodded, then looked at the woman who was nailed to the ground:

"You mean, I can control my evil god's power to a certain extent, like a warlock using spell-like abilities? Can this spell-like ability be used without any magical talent? And can it be learned in just a few minutes?"

"Of course, a little magical talent is still necessary... but how could you possibly not have magical talent?"

The woman nailed to the nail had a look of considerable confusion in her unreal, beautiful purple eyes:

"You have the bloodline of an evil god, and you were born with higher-level power. Magic and elements should be at your disposal... How could you not have magical talent?"

You used to practice magic? Who taught you? How did they teach you?

"That... I basically taught them all..."

Tia quietly took over the conversation and briefly recounted how she taught Valensa magic.

The woman with black hair and purple eyes immediately scoffed:

"Are you kidding me? Using mental power to sense magical elements and establish a connection with them? Who told you that's how magic is taught?"

"??"

Tia was full of questions and also became unconvinced:

"Isn't this how magic is taught? This is how I've practiced magic since I was a child!"

"That's because you're just a mortal... It would be strange if you could teach a mortal how to teach a demon god magic."

The woman with black hair and purple eyes shifted the position of her crossed legs:

"Watch closely... I'll only demonstrate how to teach the evil god magic once."

Chapter 78 A Strange Metaphor for Magic Teaching

"First, you must remember one thing: magical elements themselves have no self or consciousness. Everything I'm about to say is a metaphor. You can understand and apply it the way I describe it, but never take this metaphor as the truth, understand?" The woman with black hair and purple eyes warned him very seriously.

“Yes, I understand.” Valensa nodded.

"Very well, then I'll begin."

Snapped.

The woman with black hair and purple eyes snapped her fingers. Despite her disheveled appearance, pinned to the ground by the sword, she still made the gesture quite stylish.

"Magic elements are nothing but a bunch of superficial and materialistic bastards!"

"??"

Valensa looked incredulous.

Tia's eyes widened, as if she was about to retort.

The woman with black hair and purple eyes didn't give them a chance, and continued speaking quickly:

"A metaphor? Don't you understand what a metaphor is? If you don't want to waste your time, then listen carefully!"

The magic element is just a bunch of superficial, materialistic jerks! And they're incredibly tacky!

The so-called magical talent is actually similar to good looks, wealth, and status.

People without magical talent are like poor and ugly commoners. Naturally, those materialistic and superficial magical elements look down on them, which is why they can't even sense the most basic magical elements.

Those with a little magical talent are like people with good looks and talent, and a promising future, who can attract some superficial people who are obsessed with appearances and materialistic... If they work hard enough, they can become ordinary magicians.

Those so-called magical geniuses are essentially just handsome and wealthy second-generation rich kids. They can easily attract hordes of gold diggers with just a wave of their hand... In reality, their magical skills improve by leaps and bounds after only a little practice.

Hmm... I think my analogy is easy to understand, right?

"Yes, that's easy to understand."

Valensa nodded, but still had some doubts:

"But what's the point of using this analogy?"

"Of course, it's to make it easier for you to understand your own situation. I haven't finished yet."

With a seductive glint in her purple eyes, she gave Valensa a sidelong glance and continued her explanation:

"Let's go back to the analogy... If magical elements are like a superficial person obsessed with looks and materialistic people, then someone like you with the blood and power of an evil god is probably like a cold-faced gang leader."

These superficial and materialistic women admire a glamorous upper-class lifestyle and would never want to associate with shady characters unless forced to.

If you try to befriend them with a gentle attitude, they will appear friendly on the surface but be fearful inside. Then they will use all sorts of excuses to distance themselves from you as much as possible. So no matter how you try to communicate with magical elements in the way normal people do, you will not be able to truly establish a connection.

For a gang leader to win over a superficially glamorous but actually penniless materialistic woman, it's actually very simple—just show off your power and give her orders.

Because, in nature, magical elements are just as superficial as superficial beauty and materialism.

They ignored the poor and ugly commoners (who had magical talent).

For promising young men (who may have some magical talent), they will coax them into being backup options, giving them a little gentleness and smiles.

As for young, rich, and handsome rich second-generation (magical geniuses), they would fawn over them.

Even if it's just groveling, the initiative is still in their hands. If those rich second-generation magical geniuses don't work hard enough and squander their family fortune, they will still be abandoned by them.

But you are different. You are an evil god, like a gang leader, representing the darkness and violence that face-obsessed, money-worshipping, and tea-loving people fear most. You can completely disregard their will and treat them like slaves; they dare not resist you.

In meditation, use your mental power to slowly perceive magical elements and make friendly contact with them?

Hilarious! If you really try to practice magic like that, you'll never even get the basics right in your entire life!

You should show some confidence, unleash your inner power, and tell those superficial, materialistic girls to strip naked and crawl on their knees towards you!

"Is... like this?"

Valensa and Tia were both dumbfounded.

This was the first time they had heard such a metaphor and magical theory, but upon closer reflection... it did seem to make some sense.

Valensa doesn't know the specifics of the other evil gods, but she herself is undoubtedly a gluttonous evil god, and magical elements are also one of her foods—just as sheep fear wolves, food fears gluttons, which is only natural.

So the reason I couldn't learn magic before wasn't because I lacked talent, but because the magical elements were afraid of me?

Valensa extended a hand and shook it, looking thoughtfully at her palm.

"If you don't believe me, you can try it."

The woman with black hair and purple eyes is very confident:

"Anyway, judging from the sound just now, it will take your enemy a few more minutes to find me... enough time for me to teach you a couple of moves to defeat it."

"...Let's give it a try, hopefully it will work."

Valensa took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Valensa had already undergone a certain degree of mental training when using the mental power development potion to control the alloy floating blades.

Although it's far from being able to control things as precisely as a spellcaster, and can only throw bricks with great force, it shouldn't be a big problem to just release an aura to intimidate magical elements.

Following the instruction given by the black-haired, purple-eyed woman, Valensa tried her best to appear fierce:

...Get over here and kneel down right now! You bunch of lowly servants!

Instead of using her mental energy to slowly perceive the magical elements, or engaging in friendly communication to establish a connection, she directly expressed her meaning as if shouting.

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