I ascend to the throne of God with arcane magic.

Chapter 836 The Metamorphosis of Consciousness

Kingdom of Hord, nameless desolate mountains,
This nameless, desolate mountain that once stood on this vast land has now completely disappeared from the world, as if it had been wiped away by an invisible yet terrifying giant hand.

Instead, there was a huge crater radiating a strange and evil abyssal power, as if the earth had been forcibly torn open with a hideous wound.

The pit was bottomless, with black mist swirling from it, accompanied by a chilling low rumble.

The land surrounding the crater looked as if it had been ravaged by a mad nightmare.

The traces left by the battle are like a series of grotesque paintings, crisscrossed and imprinted on every inch of the land.

Huge cracks spread out like a spider web, and bottomless ravines seemed like the tentacles of an abyss, trying to drag everything around into endless darkness.

Huge rocks on the ground were shattered by the powerful force and scattered everywhere, as if they were toys that the giant had casually discarded.

In some places, the soil was scorched black by the high temperature, emitting a pungent smell, as if the flames of hell were raging there.

In the center of that bottomless pit, two figures stood out conspicuously.

That was Bolkan and Murphy.

However, they were no longer as majestic as before, and looked as disheveled as two birds that had been ravaged by a storm.

Borkan's hair was disheveled, his face was covered in blood and dust, and his eyes revealed a hint of exhaustion and resentment.

His robes were already tattered, revealing his battered body. The deep, bone-revealing wounds were particularly horrifying in the darkness.

His hands hung limply at his sides, his fingers trembling slightly from overuse of magic, and his fingernails were full of blood.

The legendary staff that once shone with the brilliance of the sun is now broken in two, lying quietly at his feet, as if telling the story of the fierce battle.

Of course, Murphy wasn't much better off.

His body was also riddled with holes, and his magical armor had long since shattered into countless fragments, scattered around him.

His face bore a bitter expression, and the slight twitching of his lips betrayed his pain.

His legs were injured and he could not stand, so he could only kneel on the ground and support himself with one hand to try to keep himself from falling.

His body was covered in marks from the corruption of the abyss's power; black lines writhed beneath his skin like venomous snakes, exuding an evil aura.

Both of them were seriously injured, with no part of their bodies intact.

The wounds, corroded by the power of the abyss, continuously emitted black mist, as if trying to devour their lives bit by bit.

Those once powerful magical equipment and items are now broken and scattered around, like scrap metal, having lost their former glory.

Oliver, the one who started all of this, has now disappeared.

Borkan and Murphy felt a pang of bitterness. They hadn't expected Oliver to completely abandon his status as a legendary mage and choose to fall into depravity and become an abyss demon.

However, he also gained extremely powerful strength as a result.

Demi god!

The word stung deeply in the minds of Bolkan and Murphy.

Although they deeply hated Oliver, the two of them felt only profound helplessness at this moment.

Although he had only just broken through to become a demigod, Oliver's strength was beyond imagination.

Bolkan and Murphy could barely defend themselves against Oliver's attacks, and some were even in mortal danger.

Perhaps because he had just broken through and had not yet mastered enough power, or perhaps because he was wary of the arrival of other support forces from the association, Oliver did not fight to the end, but left hastily after seriously injuring two people.

Although their anger was hard to contain, Bolkan and Murphy no longer had the strength to continue pursuing Oliver.

This is also the predicament of the Pan-Continental Buddhist Association.

The legendary mages who have long resided in the association are mostly people who pursue the true meaning of arcane magic and wisdom.

After becoming a legendary mage, it is extremely difficult to find another way to break through the upper limit of legendary power.

Otherwise, the association wouldn't have only had three chairmen over the countless years.

Once that barrier is broken, the legendary arcanist's power increases dramatically.

Ordinary demigods are not even worth the attention of the three chairmen.

This is why the Pan-Continental Mage Association rarely gets involved in external affairs when the three chairmen are not in the association.

For example, the Church of Gods and the followers of evil gods may have the floating city as their trump card, but a trump card is ultimately just a trump card.

If used frequently, there is a risk that other extraordinary forces will discover the weakness and concentrate their strength to break through it.

Therefore, with three councilors and the floating city, the Pan-Continental Mage Association was better able to protect itself than to expand its territory.

Take Bolkan and Murphy, for example. They are already quite powerful among legendary experts, but they have very little chance to fight back when facing demigods or powerful artifacts.

Such beings are not uncommon among extraordinary forces related to gods.

With Oliver's defection, the association has gained another major threat.

Thankfully, Speaker Tarindra is back!

Borkan and Murphy could only console themselves.

Not long after, a flash of light appeared in the sky, and a figure exuding a holy aura appeared above the battlefield.

The newcomer was none other than Tarindra!
She wore a long robe inlaid with fragments of stars, which shimmered with a mysterious and dazzling light in the sunlight.

Tarindra frowned slightly, gazing at the devastated battlefield below.

In her eyes, Borkan and Murphy were severely injured and collapsed on the ground in the center of the pit. Their magical equipment was broken and black blood was constantly seeping from their wounds, which was obviously caused by the corruption of the power of the abyss.

Seeing this, Tarindra waved her hand gently.

In an instant, a gentle yet powerful astral force swept down from her hand.

This power was like a warm spring breeze; wherever it went, the remaining power of the abyss was swept away as if it had encountered its nemesis, and quickly dissipated into the air.

At the same time, this power gently enveloped Borkan and Murphy, like a pair of gentle hands, softly caressing their injured bodies and nourishing every inch of their skin.

Nourished by the power of the astral plane, the pained expressions on Borkan and Murphy's faces gradually eased.

His originally pale face gradually regained some color, the black lines on the wound slowly faded, and the injury was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After receiving treatment, the two managed to stand up and respectfully said:
"Mr. Speaker!"

"What happened?"

Talindra's face darkened as she looked at the two of them and spoke.

“We two were following your orders to monitor Oliver and have come here.”

Murphy took the initiative to say:

"But unexpectedly, he actually fell into the abyss and became a demigod."

"Murphy and I were no match for them, and we could only barely hold on."

Borkan continued, his head bowed, in a somber tone:

“Oliver has escaped, and the magical mark I left on him has been removed.” “Hmm.”

Talindra nodded.

Even if Borkan and Murphy didn't say anything, she could guess most of the facts.

She could understand some things from the remaining strength of the forces on this battlefield.

I never expected Oliver to be so well hidden!
Borkan and Murphy thought Oliver had just broken through to the level of a demigod, but Tarindra, who had experienced similar situations, knew very well that this was impossible.

Breaking through in battle is extremely rare even for warriors, let alone mages.

There are generally only two ways to break through from a legendary to a demigod.

One method is to become a demigod directly through an ascension ceremony.

Generally speaking, the ascension ceremony is the final and most important step in becoming a deity.

However, the ascension ritual is not something that cannot be stopped.

Even if one does not complete all the ascension rituals, although one does not become a god, one still reaches the rank of a demigod.

However, this method makes it even more difficult to perform the ascension ceremony again.

Moreover, the process of the ascension ceremony is quite important and complicated, and cannot be completed on short notice.

The second way is to gradually accumulate power through the path to godhood, and complete the transformation from a legend to a demigod.

The time required for this method varies depending on each person's aptitude and ability.

It now appears that Oliver did not use this method either.

Since he has transformed into an abyssal demon, the only possibility is that he has been influenced by external forces.

This is extremely dangerous. Receiving power from someone of a higher rank can easily lead to loss of reason and madness.

Even if successful, there will be considerable hidden dangers in various aspects.

However, it seems that Oliver is a lucky one now.

Taryndra shook her head.

There was nothing she could do; she hadn't expected that Oliver had secretly mastered the power of a demigod.

To verify Li Si's speculation and to protect him, she stayed by his side.

She doesn't have the ability to be in two places at once, so when she can't be in two places at once, she can only leave Borkan and Murphy to keep an eye on Oliver.

Now it seems we've missed out.

Perhaps out of concern for the association's pursuit, Oliver did not choose to kill Borkan and Murphy.

This is also a good thing for the association.

but
Talindra looked up at the sky above, her expression somewhat grave.

With so many changes happening, the association has indeed reached the brink of needing to change.

She didn't believe that Oliver and the others' appearance was just an accident.

It's important to understand that granting a legendary figure the power to break through to demigod status is something that many gods cannot achieve.

Having paid such a high price, Tarindra doesn't believe the evil god behind the scenes was just doing it for fun.

Have they started asking the association for money?

Talindra felt somewhat heavy-hearted, as if the future of Gaia's main world was shrouded in mystery, and she couldn't see clearly how things would develop.

In the underground city,

Li Si was still in the intricate passages of the underground city, fully focused on expelling the power of the abyss's consciousness.

The surrounding underground passages were filled with a damp, putrid stench, and the eerie glow flickering on the passage walls added to the sense of mystery.

Not far away, a chaotic horde of monsters surged wildly, roaring deafeningly like a tide driven by an invisible force.

However, they all ignored the space where Li Si was located and rushed towards the passage above.

Li Si closed his eyes tightly, concentrating intently on mobilizing the power within his body to protect his vital parts.

The phantom of the World Tree behind him, which had been barely visible, began to solidify.

The thick trunk and lush foliage seemed to fill the entire underground passageway.

The green specks of light, representing the power of life and nature, falling from the phantom of the World Tree, shone even brighter like dazzling stars, casting a soft and warm glow in the dim passage.

At the same time, the abyssal power that had been eroding Li Si's body like a bone-deep infection began to gradually dim.

Like mist being baked by the scorching sun, it gradually dissipated.

Under the pure and powerful pull of the World Tree, the power of the abyss was gradually stripped away from Li Si's body, like peeling away layers of silk, its range shrinking ever smaller.

Meanwhile, in Li Sina's mind, a thrilling and fierce battle concerning life and death was unfolding!
The will of the abyss was like a thick, swirling black vortex, exuding a chilling sense of oppression.

It attempted to completely devour Li Si's spiritual world, dragging him into an endless abyss of darkness.

The phantom of the World Tree resembles a majestic tower radiating pure light, with the pure power of life and nature flowing through its branches and leaves, steadfastly guarding Li Si's spiritual territory and helping him resist the invasion of the will of the abyss.

The two separated into two distinct parts, each occupying a clear and distinct space in Li Si's mind, and a fierce confrontation erupted instantly.

The moment they collided, it felt as if countless bombs exploded simultaneously in Li Si's mind, creating wave after wave of turbulent waves.

The powerful impact caused Li Si's consciousness to go blank for a moment, as if he were in a chaotic and disordered world, losing all perception and thinking abilities.

However, protected by the power of the World Tree, Li Si's spirit was not severely damaged.

However, misfortune may be a blessing in disguise.

This seemingly devastating confrontation was also subtly changing Li Si.

Each impact of the Abyss's will and each resistance from the World Tree's phantom were like a heavy hammer pounding down on Li Si's consciousness.

After being hammered hundreds of times, Li Si's consciousness, like steel that had been tempered, became increasingly resilient and powerful.

They have even begun to move towards the realm beyond legend.

Even if the improvement is not obvious, it is a qualitative change, a transformative change for Li Si.

After an unknown amount of time, the struggle came to an end.

As the pure power released by the World Tree phantom washed over Li Si like a surging tide, the abyssal power that had been corroding his body was finally completely expelled.

In Li Si's mind, the Abyss Will, which had been fiercely fighting against the World Tree phantom, had not been defeated in the battle, but without the support of its source of life, it began to retreat like water without a source.

Its churning black vortex began to weaken and dissipate.

After struggling for a moment, it ultimately could not resist its fate of annihilation and completely disappeared from Li Si's mind.

(End of this chapter)