Mechanical God Emperor

Chapter 268 – Magic Sentences

Translator: Xaiomoge

Boom!! Following a loud noise, a huge explosion occurred in a laboratory of the white tower. The ensuing shock wave smashed the door of the laboratory.

With his Wizard robe and hair in a mess, a white-haired and white-bearded old man covered in a powerful warping force field came out of the laboratory.

The eyes of the old man were bloodshot, and he cursed inelegantly: “Fuck, failed again! Which link is the problem? Is it true that only gods can insta-cast level-4 spells?”

“Hey, what happened? How come there are so many people!” Suddenly, the old man exclaimed and said to himself: “It even alarmed that old fellow Blanca.”

The old man disappeared with a flicker of magic light.

In the magic arena of the white tower, on an observation dais specially set up for Legend Wizards, light and shade twisted and the old man appeared.

On the dais, there sat an ordinary-looking, emaciated old man, with exceptionally bright eyes that looked like stars.

Only Legend Wizards could stand atop this dais, which meant that the 2 old men were extremely powerful Legend Wizards.

The 1,000 seats beneath the dais were already half-filled. Every court master present in the white tower came to the magic arena to see Yang Feng lose.

The old man whose hair was a mess sat on a chair and asked casually: “Blanca, how come the fight between 2 young fellows alarmed you?”

Blanca responded lightly: “Bernardo, of the 2 fellows that are about to fight below, one is from the Red Earth Wasteland. He is the person who established a city in the Red Earth Wasteland. His name is Ian and he’s a Great Wizard!”

Bernardo was shocked, and a glint of graveness flashed in his eyes: “The Red Earth Wasteland, someone actually managed to establish a city in that damnable place? How did he do it?”

The Red Earth Wasteland was a place contaminated with divine blood, so it was dry and had no food. Only if it was a miracle of the gods, would it be possible to purify that place. Historically, numerous heroes tried to subdue the Red Earth Wasteland, yet they all suffered a crushing defeat.

Bernardo was shocked. This was the first time he heard that someone managed to establish a city in the Red Earth Wasteland.

Bernardo hesitated for a moment, then his eyes flashed with graveness and he said slowly: “Barros is an Archwizard. For Ian to challenge him, he should also be an Archwizard. Did you came here to see whether he grasps the essence of magic?”

Blanca was silent for a while before nodding his head unhurriedly.

Bernardo also turned silent for a moment, then a complex look flashed in his eyes and he said slowly: “The essence of magic is a taboo of the gods. Apart from divine descendants, no one else is allowed to pry into it. Blanca, you are on a dangerous path, don’t you understand?”

“I am a Wizard! A real Wizard who pursues knowledge and truth! Even the threat of death cannot sway my determination to pursue truth and knowledge.”

“10 years ago, I should have abandoned everything and pursued truth. Unfortunately, at that time, there was still something I was unable to abandon. I finally made up my mind to do what I want to do.” Blanca’s eyes sparkled brightly, as he stressed each syllable.

Bernardo’s gaze was complicated, and he sighed slowly: “You’re a madman!!”

Bernardo understood that his friend decided to take a rough and dangerous path that wasn’t approved by the gods. Numerous Wizards tried to reach the other shore of truth through that path, yet they all succumbed to the wrath of the gods.

Blanca replied faintly: “Real Wizards are mad!”

Bernardo said slowly: “Even though he can conquer the Red Earth Wasteland, but that doesn’t mean that he grasps the essence of magic. Among humans, only divine descendants grasp the essence of magic and the mystery of power.”

Blanca said calmly: “If he doesn’t, then I’ll seek out a divine descendants.”

On the Feisuo Plane, clones of gods often walked the secular world and copulated with ordinary people, giving birth to one after another divine descendants. Only divine descendants could practice magic and martial dual cultivation and know the true mysteries of magic and martial arts. Also, only divine descendants could conjure spells without the support of the Weave.

Magic that could be released without relying on the Weave was called the essence of magic by Wizards of this world, and was regarded as true magic power. Wizards that had to rely on the Weave to cast their spells, could be turned into ordinary people with a thought from the Weave Goddess, and that included Legend rank Wizards.

Ordinary Wizards were prohibited from pursuing the essence of magic by the gods. Once the Weave Goddess got wind of someone who pursued the essence of magic, numerous powerhouses of the Weave Church would be dispatched to erase the perpetrator Wizard and destroy all data. All because the essence of magic could destabilize the foundation of belief in the Weave Goddess.

With a complex look in his eyes, Bernardo opened his mouth slightly, but then sighed in frustration and remained silent. He secretly admired his old friend’s choice very much. However, he had a lot weighing him down, so he naturally could not lose his mind and go pursue the essence of magic lest his family members would be burned at the stake as heretics by the Weave Church.

There was a silence on the dais, as Blanca’s star-like eyes were locked on the magic arena.

Standing on the edge of the magic arena, Yang Feng relied on the extraordinary perception of a level-3 Warlock to clearly perceive the hostile gazes coming from all around.

Court masters were a fairly exclusive bunch. There were 2 types of court masters. One was the Wizards cultivated by the court of the Morrince Empire since young, the other was Wizards who sided with the Morrince Empire for the sake of glory, splendor, wealth, and status as well as magic knowledge.

Court grand masters were either Legend Wizards with amazing magic prowess or very strong Archwizards cultivated by the court of the Morrince Empire since young who made numerous contributions.

Yang Feng, however, was just a Great Wizard. And even though he was a hereditary peer greater aristocrat, but in the eyes of the court masters, he didn’t have the qualifications nor strength to be a court grand master and command them.

In many parts of the Morrince Empire, Great Wizards were already overlord powerhouses. Great Wizards were very respected by most aristocrats, and held very high statuses. However, in the court master system, where powerhouses were as common as flies, Great Wizards were nothing special.

Under those hostile gaze, Yang Feng silently recited an incantation. He was surrounded by wind, and flew above the magic arena.

Barros’ eyes showed a trace of mockery, as he stepped onto the magic arena and arrived opposite of Yang Feng.

Barros sneered and said. “You wasted a spell in order to make yourself look good, how foolish! In battle, a spell may reverse the situation at the last moment.”

As a grade-3 court master, Barros had gone through his share of battles and spars. Amid battle, every spell had to be meticulously accounted for, as the number of spells a Wizard could release any given day was fixed. Even with potions capable of restoring spirit force, Wizards would still become ordinary people and lose all combat strength once the spell slots from the day before were used up.

Yang Feng responded calmly: “I am much stronger than you are, so even if I waste some of my spells, you’re still bound to lose to me.”

“You will be the one to lose.” Said Barros very calmly. As a grade-3 court master who had gone through numerous battles, he was well aware that Wizards were at their strongest when they were cool-headed in battle.

“Start the match!” Said a court master who acted as the referee lightly.

Barros uttered a magic sentence. In a flash, the level-3 spell Superior Warping Force Field appeared around him, and formed a twisting protective cover.

An Archwizard sighed in praise: “Magic sentence! Barros is indeed amazing!”

Another Archwizard sighed in praise, as well: “With magic sentences, his casting speed is at least twice as fast as that of ordinary Archwizards. His actual combat ability may be comparable to that of some vagrant Legend Wizards!”

Magic sentences were a kind of fast casting technique used for spells. This top magic technique allowed an Archwizard to cast their spells at least twice as fast as usual.

In battle, the spell casting speed was very important for Wizards. In a frontal confrontation, a big gap in terms of the spell casting speed of Archwizards was a major factor that could decide victory and defeat.

Magic sentences were very difficult to grasp, so not every Archwizard could grasp the technique. Only geniuses court masters who specialized in combat like Barros could accomplish this.

The 2 Legend Wizards atop the dais were indifferent, however. As peak Legend Wizards, they had long since mastered such a simple technique like magic sentences. Besides, with the power of the Weave, they could even insta-cast level-3 spells. Any Archwizard who would challenge a Legend Wizard who could insta-cast level-3 spells would come across a dead end.

“Magic sentences, I know them too! And mine are stronger!” Yang Feng smiled faintly. The nano robots of blasphemy simulated the spirit fluctuations of a fanatic of the Weave Goddess, then he connected to the Weave and uttered 2 magic sentences. He conjured Superior Warping Force Field around him in a flash. At the same time, he cast the level-3 spell Psyche Shock and sent it slamming towards Barros.