What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 301. A Temporary Legend: The Sun's Destructive Intent

"Why didn't you say so sooner?" Chloe frowned. "You really wanted us to play Legendary mode together, Mr. Ivy."

Although he doesn't rule out teaching the Holy See a lesson, nor does he rule out teaming up with his friends to fight legendary monsters, just like pushing bosses, this doesn't mean he will be coerced.

Why didn't you say it earlier, but you're saying it now? Were you waiting for this on purpose?

Ivy said calmly, "This is a prophecy, Master. I have been in the Gray Desert for a very long time and have become one with this place. I can foresee the impending disaster."

Prophecy? You can even make prophecies?

Kroya expressed doubt, glanced at Mia, and wanted to verify whether what it said was true.

Miya nodded and said, "What it said is indeed correct. This is its prophecy. Powerful magical plants like this have some powerful prophetic abilities that can help them avoid disasters."

Hearing Miya say this, Kroya felt relieved.

"In that case..." he looked at his friends, "Should we try hunting down these two legends?"

"This is a rare opportunity!"

He was actually quite eager to try, not only to save Gray Sand City, but also to teach the Church of Light a lesson.

Everyone here has a good relationship with him, so there won't be any complaints like, "Your apprentice is going to encounter a disaster, why should we solve this problem?"

Moreover, the very words "Hunting Legends" are enough to get anyone's blood pumping.

Being able to hunt down two legends would definitely be beneficial to their future development.

For a moment, they were all somewhat tempted.

We're all young people; who hasn't had a passionate phase?

Miffy was the first to agree: "This matter arose because of me, so I must participate."

"But given our strength... what help can this Mr. Ivy League offer us?"

This was actually the thing that everyone present cared about the most.

For example, Estner is only at level four, and Kemoye is also only at level four.

Level 4 player playing Legendary mode? Really?

If they were to face a legend head-on, they wouldn't even be considered an obstacle; they would likely just be cannon fodder who could be wiped out with a single slap.

Therefore, the help promised by the Ivy League is crucial.

"I can grant you legendary power as well." Ivy's tone carried a hint of pride: "With the magic I've accumulated over so many years, and the power given to you by my master, making you temporary legends is no problem."

"..."

There were seven people present.

Aside from Miya, an exceptionally powerful individual, and Theodore, a legend from the underworld, the other five individuals (trees) were all capable of becoming legends. The ability to instantly generate the immense power of five legends is truly unheard of.

Facing the questioning gazes of the crowd, Ivy immediately released a powerful magical force that enveloped everyone's bodies, forming a strange suit of armor.

The mage, Estner, was dressed in simple armor and a battle skirt made of crystal, and he also carried a staff engraved with an olive crest.

Kmoye and Oak were covered in a very revealing suit of armor, as if they were wearing nothing at all, which only covered their vital parts.

Kemoye is alright, after all, he exercises regularly and has a good physique, so even when he's naked, he still exudes a powerful beauty.

But the oak tree is strange; its bark is exposed like that, giving the illusion of running naked—probably because it looks too much like a human.

A simple and elegant robe appeared on Mifein's body, and the thorny wooden staff in his hand had a sickle-like shadow on its head. At first glance, he looked like some kind of gloomy necromancer.

Of course, the most special one is Kroa.

His already unusual Phoebus robes became gleaming with gold, adorned with numerous jewels and sparkling points of light, making them appear extremely luxurious.

He now wears a crown woven from water lily branches and leaves, sandals made of vines, and a pair of golden bows and quivers.

Endless light emanated from the crown atop his head, forming concentric circles of iridescent ripples—frankly, he appeared far more radiant and dazzling than the Father of Light.

The others looked like refugees from the countryside in comparison.

Kroa: "..."

I feel like I've turned into a human light bulb; isn't this a bit too bright?

Everyone looked amazed.

Miya blinked and shielded her eyes from the light with her hand.

The ivy smugly shook its leaves: "It seems your magic is quite special, sir."

"These are the armors of gods I once encountered. They can protect you and possess legendary strength and stamina."

It was clearly a veiled meaning in its words, but there were just too many people around, and Kroya couldn't press the issue further. He could only wait until things were over before asking.

……

In the following period of time, everyone got used to the legendary power they had just received.

In reality, his strength has reached the legendary level, but his knowledge and experience are far less sophisticated than those of a true legend.

Fortunately, Mia and Theodore were there.

These two were quite enthusiastic about the Holy Spirit who could kill the Church of Light, and immediately began special training.

The former clearly explained the abilities of the two legendary heroes of the Holy Light Church and the holy relics and blessings that the Holy Light Church might possess; the latter, after receiving help from Ivy, brought up several friends from the underworld to undergo special training together.

The legendary friends are also legendary, although they cannot stay in the world of the living for as long as Theodore, but they have completely passed on their experience to everyone present.

Among these people are many powerful figures who have made a name for themselves in the prime plane, such as the legendary mage of the Howling Calamity, the legendary warrior of the Hundred Beasts Fangs, and even a legendary priest.

Their experience is invaluable, and everyone present is learning from it diligently.

Hmm... except for Kroa.

It wasn't that he didn't want to learn, but apart from the methods of casting spells, the rest of the control over power was truly beyond his ability to learn.

Kroa's power is very special; the legendary status is just the beginning of his power.

The mysterious meditation technique "Poem of the Rainbow" has finally undergone a fundamental change thanks to the blessing of the legendary robes—

The crimson chapter allows him to unleash legendary-level solar fire at will, and even greatly enhances the power of all fire-attribute magic. The ability of Serenade of Tranquility ensures that he will not be disturbed by external factors no matter what magic he releases.

The Orange Chapter can shield and heal damage to mental energy, the Symphony can bring about a qualitative change in his stored magic, and the Greedy Concerto can affect legendary-level mental energy.

The Yellow Chapter's Eternal Hymn allows him to unleash extremely powerful defensive magic; as long as the magic power level is not higher than his, it won't even be depleted.

The Rainbow Grass in the Green Chapter can not only heal, but also create Rainbow Grass Paradise, which is like a small world where you can get help from the Rainbow Grass Angels.

The Cyan chapter can even summon the power of the constellations, turning it into tangible weapons.

He felt that this magnificent armor not only gave him legendary power, but also some experience.

Some... experiences from "The Poem of the Rainbow".

It's fair to say that these powers are enough for Kroya to spend time and effort adapting to.

As long as he can skillfully control these surging powers, it would be no problem for him to take on two or three legends one-on-one.

So unlike others, he only needs to adapt.

After adapting for a while, he realized that his seemingly powerful strength might not be the complete power he possessed.

Only when he truly reaches the legendary level can he unleash the full power of "The Rainbow Poem".

And there was another thing that made him hesitate—

Kroya stood in the desert, his fingers gently pinching forward.

He held a ray of sunlight directly in his hand and crushed it with ease, turning the bright light into iridescent particles that flew around.

"This power... can actually dissipate sunlight."

"But why is it nearing destruction?"

He muttered to himself, in his perception, destroying the omnipresent sunlight would be incredibly easy; he could do it with just a flick of his finger.

He certainly didn't want to destroy the bright sunshine, but the tyranny in his heart was growing.

A melody, hidden in the golden sunlight, rose around him like a dark golden mist. The shadows, suppressed by the sunlight, became deeper the brighter the light.

In the distance, Miya, standing next to Ivy, looked at Chloe.

"The power of the Origin Poem... Who could have imagined that the greatest power of the Sun Chapter would not be to maintain the stability of the world, but to destroy it when all hope is lost?"

He blinked and asked the ivy beside him, "You must have seen that radiant god before. How did He deal with the destructive urges within Him?"

Ivy replied, "He transformed the power of the sun into flames, specifically allowing the fire thieves to steal them, so that the flames of destruction could become the source of life for countless people."

"Everything made with fire has life and death, thus maintaining a fragile balance."

Miya pondered for a moment: "And who else? Phoebus's elder, the true sun god Helios, whose divine office He usurped."

How did He deal with His destructive urges?

The ivy fell silent; it hadn't expected anyone to know this secret. Even in its own world, the divine roles of Phoebus and Helios were frequently confused and misunderstood.

Phoebus's actual divine authority was light, music, prophecy, and medicine.

It didn't really want to answer.

"Hmm?" Miya chuckled. "My dear Ivy, you've abandoned your power to stay young forever, and now you're no longer able to cope with the torrent of reality."

"..."

Helpless, Ivy could only reply to the threat: "In fact, the eternal lava sea of ​​the demon race contains remnants of that god's power."

He collaborated with a god, whose power created demons—special creations capable of constant rebirth—to unleash his uncontrollable destructive urges.

The verdant and ancient vines seemed to be gazing into the distance, watching that figure brighter than the boundless sea of ​​sand and the sunlight, and whispered:

"The sun always treats everyone equally, even demons."

"Now that he has found me, I must help him vent his pent-up destructive desires. Sacrificing two legends should temporarily satisfy the sun's destructive fire."

……

the other side.

Two figures dressed in white robes are gradually approaching the city of Gray Sand, which has stopped to rest in the desert.

The two strolled leisurely through the gray desert.

It's like going on a picnic, not destroying a city.

As legendary spirits of the Papacy, they lived during a time when the Prime Material Plane was in turmoil due to the changing of gods, and demons were running rampant and committing evil.

Therefore, they deeply loathe demons.

Upon learning that a follower of an evil god had brazenly established a city, they immediately demanded to destroy this sinful city.

Initially, the Vatican was reluctant to let these two people show themselves so early, after all, they were two legendary figures of ancient holy spirit level, which was truly a surprise weapon.

However, after learning that the Kingdom of Norland was resisting the influence of the Church and allied with Star Town, they were furious—the Kingdom of Norland was founded with the help of the Church of Light and the Earth Mother Goddess, how dare you defy the Church?

The Church of Light and the Church of Mother Earth, no longer tolerating any challenge to their authority, decided to make an example of them by sending two Holy Spirits to swiftly and decisively destroy this evil city.

We can also take this opportunity to test the reaction of the Kingdom of Norland.

Two ancient holy spirits stood outside the city.

The woman in white robes raised her staff high, its tip gleaming with symbols of light.

She was chanting a forbidden incantation.

The Salt Stake is a forbidden spell used by the goddess of life to destroy a world, according to legend.

A terrifying magical power emanated from her, while the warrior beside her held his greatsword, eager to test his skills.

In the distant past, this was how they cooperated: one cast forbidden spells, and the other waited to break the spells with salt.

The warrior spirit seemed to have already seen the evil city transformed into a pure white by the power of salt, with no trace of filth or evil remaining.

However, before he could even see the white salt piles falling from the sky...

Suddenly, an unusual ripple appeared in the surrounding sunlight, followed by a vibrant green field shimmering with iridescent light that replaced the desert and the distant city.

A faint golden halo seemed to emanate from the air, as if golden dust was shimmering, making the whole world seem full of life.

All of this happened so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

"Whoosh—"

The next second, the sword swept across his neck.

If it weren't for the instinctive reaction honed through countless battles, this Holy Spirit Warrior, who had only recently been resurrected, would probably have already returned to the Underworld and been molded and crushed by the long-awaited goddess.

He quickly adjusted his state, shielding the mage spirit who had forcibly interrupted the forbidden spell behind him, and stared seriously at the few people who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

Especially the handsome young man at the very back of the procession, carrying a seven-stringed zither and a golden bow on his back, radiating endless light.

"OK."

"How dare you!"

The warrior spirit roared, "You will all tremble before God's power, and death awaits you!"

He knew this matter could not be resolved amicably, so he didn't say anything more. He exchanged a glance with the mage holy spirit next to him and rushed forward.

The greatsword, larger than a door panel, sliced ​​through the air. Logically, its power should have been enough to stir up a magnificent sword aura like mountains and seas, but strangely, it seemed to be repelling him here.

What terrified him even more was that in the surrounding fields, there appeared some angels wearing the same robes as the young man, as well as common monsters such as rabbits and ducks, all singing loudly.

It was a melody that seemed to resonate throughout the world; it wasn't particularly stirring, but it was sacred and indescribable.

Their power seemed greater than the church's sacred choir, as if the whole world was rebelling against him.

"Who is this?!" The warrior holy spirit dared not be negligent and used all his strength, but was still easily blocked by a young warrior who looked to be only in his twenties.

Based on his experience, he could tell that the young warrior in front of him didn't have any sophisticated combat skills at all; he was just relying on his overwhelming strength and the support of the surrounding environment.

If this were outside, he could easily deal with such a fake legend, but it wouldn't work here.

What's more, there was a ghost shrouded in black aura and a strange tree wielding two swords, glaring menacingly nearby.

Surrounded by three legendary combatants, he was in dire straits. If it weren't for his extensive combat experience, he would have been chopped into pieces long ago.

Meanwhile, the mage, Holy Spirit, felt even worse.

She has to deal with Kroya, Estner, and Miffy.

The mere fact that Kroya casually tossed the legendary fire like a small fireball was enough to cause her pain, but Estner's magic, enhanced by divine power, and Mifein's use of death magic were simply too much for her to handle.

In just a few seconds, her pristine white robe was torn to shreds, revealing a close-fitting leather armor she was wearing.

Miya, watching from afar, explained with great interest, "That's a sacred object of the Holy See of Light, the skin of a divine-level Light Dragon. You must be careful; remove it intact and I'll help you remove the divine power from it!"

The Holy Spirit of the Mage: "..."

She's not dead yet! And you're already thinking of dividing up the treasures on my body?

But there was nothing she could do. These people seemed to know her divine magic, and they always had a perfect response and reaction to every spell she cast.

She even got her face covered in a fireball.

As a cardinal of the Holy Spirit and life, when had she ever suffered such an insult? She erupted on the spot.

"You all need to be salted!"

With a loud "boom".

Terrifying salt gushed from her body, each grain like a sharp awl, and even the iridescent grass was gradually being salted.

"Oh, it's Kreha's Salt Stake."

Miya continued enthusiastically, "This is both divine magic and sorcery. Essentially, it transforms all living things into lifeless salt. Kroya, you must remember the structure of her spell!"

Actually, Miya didn't need to say that. When Kroya realized that the Salt Stake could actually salt his Rainbow Grass Paradise, he was already controlling his mental power to analyze the structure of the salt.

This is his territory, or rather, the kingdom of a god, where everything is under his control.

He intentionally wanted to exploit the power of these two holy spirits to see what kind of magic they could use and what kind of combat skills they could employ, so that in the end all of these would belong to him.

He could have easily manipulated those two on his own, but now he has so many more helpers, who have undergone special training and have off-field assistance.

Right now, he's just thinking about how to train his companions, using these two Holy Spirits as practice subjects.

The fate of the two Holy Spirits was predetermined from the very beginning.

Thank you all for your votes!

(End of this chapter)