Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Boom!
Before Nightingale could comprehend what knowledge had appeared in her thoughts, a tremendous aura erupted from her body with a muffled sound. Her level skyrocketed from platinum-tier to peak platinum-tier in an instant.
The terrifying aura turned into a whirlwind that blew in all directions. The storm swept through everything in the room. The sofas and beds floated upward under the effect of an invisible force. Then, they fell heavily, and the floor sizzled. It seemed that everything would shatter in the next moment.
“What is happening?”
The three people who had been discussing it fervently widened their eyes.
“Absolute Explosion, Absolute Seal, Absolute Defense.—those are Watson’s abilities.”
Nightingale looked at Watson in surprise. She realized that the information that appeared in her mind was Watson’s knowledge. Since she had been with Watson for more than two years in Mount Creation, she knew that not only did she possess a wealth of information, but she also felt much closer to Watson. It seemed like she had established a spiritual connection with him. Watson could hear her if she called him.
“So that prayer really works.”
Nightingale had initially intended to give it a try, but she was surprised at the change in her strength. Other emotions were pushed to the back of her mind. As long as she assimilated the knowledge she had just acquired, her strength would be increased dozens of times.
Watson’s gains were also not insignificant in comparison to Nightingale’s. His soul’s supply of chaos-elemental magic expanded again. Apart from Leon’s soul, the source also contained Nightingale’s soul. Nightingale’s soul projection appeared to be quite real, and it had a pale pink tint.
“I have a strong sense that my magical power and combat aura have increased significantly since I blessed Leon. Indeed, it is prudent to absorb the Power of Faith in advance.”
The Power of Faith was an energy that only starlight-tier elites possessed. Watson’s advancement toward the starlight tier would be facilitated by absorbing it in advance. Initially, he was stuck at the peak of the platinum tier. However, Watson recognized the possibility of moving to the diamond tier in a short time.
If the process of progressing from peak platinum to diamond-tier was equated to an insurmountable chasm, then Watson had already traversed one-tenth of it.
“The more powerful the person praying to me, the more rewards I will obtain. With the prayers, I have created a pyramid-like chain. The prayers are at the base of the pyramid, while at the top! The foundation would be more solid with more prayers, and I would be stronger. At the same time, I would be able to impart knowledge to the people at the bottom level. Perhaps this is the Kingdom of God in its infancy,” Watson muttered to himself.
If he could absorb more faith, there was no question that he would be able to expand his strength rapidly. That gave him a genuine sense of how wonderful it was to be able to step off Mount Creation. He might not have considered such a strategy if he had remained on Mount Creation.
The world outside was far larger than he had expected—Antonio had once said that to him.
He concurred with such a statement. Only with increased knowledge could he have a better grasp of that reality. Understanding the world was critical to developing one’s strength. He was also anticipating the maze’s next dungeon.
“In addition to the rules, I can also teach magic, fighting skills, and even the source of the chaotic magic to those who established a connection with me.”
In theory, Watson could impart all his powers except the system to those who prayed to him. When he established a connection with Leon, he had only passed on the powers of the laws. Leon was a priest, so he was afraid that magic and fighting techniques would cause chaos for the man.
However, Nightingale was different. As a peak platinum-tier elite and someone from the angel race, Nightingale had an innate capacity for absorbing information.
With that thought in mind, Watson extracted some power from the source of the chaotic magic and descended into Nightingale’s body through the soul projection.
Boom!
Two holes eroded on the solid wood floor beneath Nightingale’s feet with a muffled sound. A gray airflow erupted from her body, surprising her and prompting her to stretch her palm outward. “Is it the seventh element—the chaotic element? My body’s combat aura has completely shifted from dark-elemental to chaos-elemental aura?”
Nightingale knew that Watson was the one who created the seventh element. However, only Antonio and Sylvan were qualified to learn the chaos elements on Mount Creation. Even though she had reached the level to master the new element, that was the strongest element created by the fusion of all six elements in the world.
However, that element was then born spontaneously in her body.
Nightingale gently clenched her fist, and the chaos elements within her body instantly divided and transformed into the six elements of earth, fire, water, wind, light, and darkness. Then, the ground began to crumble slowly.
“That is an aura of all-elemental battle. Miss Nightingale has mastered a variety of combat auras. What kind of talent is that?”
“No, Miss Nightingale’s ability to use so much combat aura is due to Young Master Watson’s blessing. In other words, Young Master Watson is the one who has mastered the all-elemental combat aura.”
The three people standing outside had their jaws wide open; they were large enough to fit an egg. They believed Nightingale possessed only six distinct sorts of combat aura.
“Next, I’ll teach you some spells.”
The crowd’s surprise was not over; Watson had transferred a considerable amount of magical knowledge to Nightingale in her mind.
“Gold-tier spell, Consecutive Exploding Flames!”
Nightingale’s hand moved on its own, and a series of fireballs the size of a human head appeared beside her. The orange flames soared, and the scorching temperature made it difficult for the people in the room to breathe.
“I can do magic?”
Nightingale was taken aback by the fireballs swirling around her, and her expression seemed slightly absent-minded. After spending so much time by Watson’s side, she had assumed that she would no longer be surprised, but she continued to overestimate herself and underestimate Watson.
Watson had once again exceeded her expectations.
A person’s talent was destined from the moment they were born. For example, if a warrior were more friendly to the fire element, nurturing other elements’ combat auras would be extremely difficult. Of course, that could be solved with some treasures, like the Sun Gem and Moon Gem that Watson had made, but that was the first time Nightingale had heard of a person’s talent changing from one class to another.
That was particularly true for someone who had transitioned from a warrior to a mage. Due to their formidable offensive capabilities, mages were the rarest class in the entire kingdom. It was unimaginable how difficult it would be to teach them, yet Watson had effortlessly endowed her with that ability.
Nightingale was unsure whether she should be thrilled or relieved that she had successfully transitioned from a warrior to a genius adept at both magic and martial arts cultivation.
‘It is just how I anticipated. As a believer who absorbs other believers, neither a warrior nor a mage will affect the lessons I teach! This transcends the bounds of one’s talent. Mages can also make use of warriors’ abilities, and vice versa.’
A faint smile appeared on Watson’s face.
If the gods’ power could not be transferred to the worshippers, then the priests who prayed to the gods would not be able to become stronger. Typically, powers not earned through cultivation could be obtained through prayer, but that was borrowed power.
“Now that Nightingale has become my believer and has received my blessing, it is your turn next! Of course, I will not force you if you do not want to do it.”
Watson looked at the three of them. When he blessed Nightingale, the three of them made sarcastic remarks at the side, as if they were not interested in such blessings. Of course, as a kind and considerate person, he would not force others to do anything they did not want to.
“Young Master Watson, what are you talking about? How could we not be willing? You have misunderstood us. We are very willing to become your worshippers.”
“You’re right. I did not have faith before this, but from now on, I will respect Young Master Watson as the one and only God in the world.”
“Young Master Watson, when can we get our blessing? Why don’t we do it now? I can’t wait any longer.
The three of them pressed forward, sensing Watson’s stare. They grabbed Watson’s clothes and pleaded, nearly kneeling. They no longer regarded the prayer with contempt or even mockery.
They had mocked the prayer as they were unaware of the benefits. Their strength would substantially increase as long as they prayed to Watson. They could also acquire vastly superior knowledge to what they already possessed, even surpassing their own professions. Even if the prayer were ten or a hundred times more humiliating, they would not care.
