Hogwarts: And he said you're not a dark wizard

Chapter 464 Only Death
Morrigan was dazzled by what she heard. Although there were a lot of words in Murphy's explanation that she didn't quite understand, she understood the overall meaning. The magic network can help gods communicate with believers to obtain more and higher quality power of faith!

This is indeed a big pain point for the gods. Communicating with believers can easily create deep believers or even fanatics, which is beneficial for enhancing their own divine power. But gods also have their own lives and need to enjoy themselves. How can they have so much time and energy to listen to the trivialities of mortals?

And just as Murphy said, granting miracles is too troublesome. Often a huge amount of divine power is expended, but only a tiny bit reaches the believers, or even just a specious illusion. The efficiency is extremely low and the effect is extremely poor.

As a result, most gods are reluctant to respond to prayers, and they call it the unpredictable will of God.

But what if all these troubles were solved?
The magic net can help wizards use magic by controlling magical power, which is similar to divine power. Perhaps the magic net can really do these things as it says?

If this is the case, the role of the magic network is more important than you think!
But despite her excitement, the goddess's remaining vigilance still made her question, "You are not a god, how can you know these things so clearly and be able to do such a thing?"

Murphy frowned, as if something unpleasant had been mentioned. "There's a reason why the Christian God is so powerful. Although I was not successfully transformed by him, I still got a glimpse of some of his abilities."

Murphy made up a story and attributed the source of the technology to the god Christ. Anyway, as mortal enemies, these gods would not go to each other to verify it.

Morrigan nodded, acknowledging Murphy's answer.

Then she thought of another question, "What is the price? Such a powerful force can't be without any price."

Murphy smiled, at least you haven't lost your mind yet. "Whether it's communicating with believers or granting miracles, you need the power of the gods as a foundation. Otherwise, you can't establish the characteristic channel. Therefore, you need to pay some power as support, but this is just a tree without roots and it won't last long."

"The best way to use the magic network is to invest a portion of your divinity into it. This portion of your divinity is like the capital for doing business, and it will continuously bring high returns to the gods."

……

In a lush green courtyard, the King of the Gods, Dagda, took the wine glass handed to him by the goddess Morrigan and asked, "How is it?"

"He is not lying. The number of believers is increasing, the divine power is growing, and even the divinity is becoming more condensed. I am becoming stronger than ever before. Perhaps... I will soon become stronger than you."

The goddess smiled, but there was obvious provocation in her eyes.

Dagda laughed and said, "If that day comes, you can become the God King."

He finished drinking the wine in the cup and said, "Since the magic net is so useful, let him build more of them quickly. The Christian God hasn't left yet, and those guys from the north are coming again. This land is full of invaders. We must become stronger quickly."

"Why, what are you worried about?"

The goddess nodded slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "The magic net is not only us who can use it. If others discover the secret of the magic net, they can also use it."

"Then kill everyone who knows the secret," said Dagda.

"But we still need those wizards to build more magic webs." Morrigan reminded.

"Then keep them in captivity."

Morrigan nodded. This was her original idea. "One more thing. I don't trust Merlin. He created the magic network himself. Maybe he left more arrangements in it. Moreover, with him around, those wizards may not listen to us."

"Get rid of him!" said Dagda. "Isn't he teaching those wizards how to build the magic network? Once he teaches them, he will be useless. Kill him."

……

Murphy was sitting on a rock somewhere on the top of the mountain, with thirteen disciples standing in front of him.

"Remember, the magic network is your qualification for survival, and knowledge is the foundation of your life." "As long as you still master the technology to build the magic network, the gods can only win you over. They may be able to imprison you, enslave you, and keep you in captivity, but they will not kill you. Only by surviving can we talk about other things, and the magic network will give you the qualification to survive."

"But don't just live."

"Go explore, go learn, go train. I have taught you how to use the magic network. I have also left enough knowledge in the magic network for you to master the techniques that the gods are too lazy to master, learn the knowledge that the gods are too impatient to learn, and then use them to strengthen yourself."

"You can't rely on external things for long. But you can internalize it and make it your own strength."

"Finally, you have to leave here."

"Don't stay in one place, spread out and go farther. If you need to seek shelter, don't put all your eggs in one basket. There are many gods in this land. If you only seek shelter in one side, the remaining gods will see you as a threat and enemy. But if you don't join any side, you may gain some freedom."

"Teacher, are you leaving?" asked a wizard.

"The magic network is huge. As long as I am alive, the gods will have trouble sleeping and eating." Murphy smiled, "So I must die."

Without killing themselves, the creator of the magic net, how could the gods dare to put their divinity, which was as important as their lives, into the magic net?

Only when he dies will the trap look like a piece of honey.

After saying that, Murphy looked at one of his disciples and said, "Vivian, you can call them over."

The witch's face was full of fear. "No, teacher, I, I didn't..."

"I don't blame you. The power of the gods is too strong. People with weak wills can easily succumb."

Now the wizards all understood that Vivian had betrayed her teacher. She knew that the gods wanted to kill her teacher, and she even tipped them off.

"Vivian! You traitor!" the wizards scolded the witch.

But Murphy looked calm. "In the future, there will be more betrayers among you. This is human nature. But don't be scared by the darkness ahead, and don't give up hope for light. Go, take your followers and leave here. They are coming."

"Teacher, I won't leave. I want to stay and help you!" a wizard shouted.

Murphy smiled and said, "Leave a useful body here and wait for the right time."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a series of space-distorting whirlpools appeared beside everyone, sucking them in and then teleporting them away.

On the other side, Vivian suddenly hugged her head and let out a miserable howl, as if something was drilling into her mind.

After a while, her wailing stopped, and the witch stood up with bloody eyes. Then, several huge auras gathered from all directions, and a cauldron-like thing covered the air, trapping Murphy in the center.

The witch spoke Morrigan's voice, "Since you knew we were going to kill you, why didn't you run away?"

"Escape? Where to? Until when? And why do you want to escape?"

Murphy smiled, "Although I am ready to die in battle, I never said I would surrender."

"Everyone, are you ready to be buried with me?"

(End of this chapter)