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

Chapter 411. More Rift Disease, Killing the Earth Mother Goddess

This tiny quill pen contains an extremely complex magical radiance, and its astral form is so complex that it is beyond description. It ranks among the top magical plants and beasts that Kroa has ever seen.

【The Narrative Feathers of the Doorbird】

This feather originates from a fantastical creature born in the unique world of "The Mythical and Epic Scroll: The Arcadia Songs." When activated by a special power, its feathers can form "narrative chapters."

Once the narrative is fully formed, the book can become a doorway through which events can be entered. With sufficient time and energy, it can subtly influence what happens within that narrative doorway.

[Currently recorded: The story of the Titan Golem.]

"..."

Is it really that terrifying?

What influenced past events?

Kroya was well aware of the enormous changes that would occur in the future, the butterfly effect, and even found it somewhat unbelievable.

Time magic, especially the most advanced time magic, allows for time travel. Some special races even live in the gaps of time. However, the ability to travel does not necessarily mean the ability to change time.

Looking back on his experience, Kroya realized that if certain key moments had been disrupted, he would never have made it this far. Yet, this thing was able to change things.

He grasped the quill pen.

"Since you are a magical beast, you should be able to understand what I am saying."

"Arcadia—what exactly did my grandfather leave behind in this world?"

The quill pen in my hand trembled slightly.

The light of the sun is scorching its soul and all that exists; everything under the sun turns to ash. This terrifying destructive power even disregards its time and particularity.

What could be more eternal than the sun, which is called a "constant star"?

"Kroya".

It said, "I am one of countless feathers, and my purpose in life is simply to help my father Arcadia fulfill his dream of building Arcadia."

He also wants your help.

"The Rainbow Poem" is the most important, capable of constructing the laws of the sun and endless vitality.

He wants to write a story, and you are the one who needs to write it, to describe what life under the sun should be like.

That's all I can tell you.

After it finished speaking, it remained quietly in the sun's flames, even though the flames had scorched its life force, it did not make a sound.

"All right."

Kroya withdrew the flames: "Besides the sun, I also possess a very magical power. I hope you will pray to me and receive the eternal blessing I bestow upon you."

The quill pen was immediately put into action.

Kroa then imprinted an imprint of eternal magic inside its celestial body, so that the quill pen could be completely destroyed with a single thought from Kroa.

Neither the forces of time nor space can stop it.

After dealing with the quill pen, he casually stuck it into the golden ring decoration on his robe, then looked into the distance where Mifein had disappeared after arriving there.

He was chatting with a beautiful woman.

That woman was clearly Princess Mibecca, who had discussed with Estner about him becoming the Duke of Han Reef, and was also Mifein's sister.

"Mibecca, oh wow, this is Estner's wife, but her child seems a bit..." Chloe stared at the princess's barely showing belly, her expression changing slightly.

"Okay, okay."

"You owe me so much, my friend."

He straightened his clothes and slowly stepped out.

The two of them immediately noticed Chloe's arrival. Miffy felt something was off; his sister shouldn't have had any contact with Chloe, and Chloe shouldn't have suddenly appeared while the two of them were catching up.

What happened? Is it about his sister?

His expression didn't change, but he immediately asked, "What's wrong, Kroya?"

"Your sister must be pregnant."

"Estner and I are very good friends, so when she is born, can you call me godfather? I will personally baptize her."

This is certainly a very pleasant surprise.

A legendary mage becoming a child's godfather?

Mibecca was initially overjoyed, but then some unpleasant thoughts immediately crossed her mind. She stroked her belly and took a deep breath: "Grand Mage Kroya, may I ask... is there something wrong with my child?"

A hint of fear crossed the woman's face.

She hadn't shown the slightest fear amidst those black, surging monsters just moments before, but now she was forcing herself not to let her voice tremble.

"..."

Kroya remained silent. To be honest, it was indeed a little hurtful. What he had just seen was that Mibecca's child had cracks in the ether on his body.

They were densely packed, like shattered porcelain dolls.

He knew after a moment's thought what kind of suffering he would endure during his birth and upbringing, so he wanted to use his own power to help temporarily cover up the matter.

"Just tell her," Miffy said, grasping Chloe's arm. "It's okay."

"Your child may be a prisoner."

"……etc."

A terrifying thought suddenly flashed through Kroya's mind. He took a deep breath and instructed the tower spirit, "Have the mage tower scan the territory now, especially the pregnant woman!"

Please wait a moment.

Tarling also knew where Kroya's urgency came from.

It quickly performed a scan, then silently transmitted a set of data to its owner, saying softly, "This is not your fault."

The data clearly shows that among the more than 100,000 pregnant women, almost 90% of their fetuses have this problem. What's even more terrifying is that, given the environment in various regions, the chances of the fetus dying at birth are extremely high.

"Okay, I understand."

Kroya quickly calmed down.

It seems his trip back to visit his friend was destined to be anything but smooth.

His only concern was whether this matter was related to the "Nether Lantern Dragon" deep within the earth's veins, which he had already explored downwards with his spiritual power.

That Netherworld dragon had almost merged with the earth's veins.

He could indeed kill the other party by force using his own power, but he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't damage the ley lines, since they were ultimately born from the earth itself.

He could not tolerate his people and their children being subjected to such a thing, so he decisively took out his harp, wanting to communicate with the world consciousness of the Zemurian continent.

That Netherworld dragon is connected to the ley lines, but surely your world consciousness can grant me that permission?

World consciousness quickly gave him an answer:

"My friend."

"This must be done."

"But that illness is indeed related to the Xeno'jiiva."

Kroya interrupted it: "Give me a solution."

"..." The world consciousness had obviously never encountered this situation before. After a brief silence, it offered a solution: "Then I can only ask you to repair the ley lines and kill the Earth Mother Goddess."

"Okay." Kroya was very calm. Killing a god was not a difficult thing for him now, especially since he had the power of Teacher Miya and the illusory god Qiya.

He did indeed have some grudges with the Earth Mother.

He used to be too strong to overwhelm his opponent, but things are different now.

"Take good care of your sister."

"Sigh... Estner really owes me so much."

Kroya turned around and said something, and a ley line of earth veins with countless magnificent scenes appeared in front of him. He went straight into it and disappeared.

The ley lines are like the magical torrents that Kroya created by flowing the Terai River underground in another world, only that was a simplified version, and the world was much smaller.

But what lay before him was the ley line of the Zemurian continent, the main plane of existence. In Kroya's eyes, it flowed with countless magnificent lights, and almost every kind of scenery could be found here.

Inside, several legends and dragons are fighting.

They faced a colossal blue-purple dragon further away. The dragon's body was extremely rugged, with its bones seemingly growing outwards. Inside, a ghostly blue energy pulse flowed, and its translucent wing membranes continuously emitted beams of light.

That was clearly a legendary level of terrifying power.

"Hmm..." Chloe blinked and suddenly noticed a familiar face. He slowly walked over and patted the shoulder of a knight wearing heavy armor.

The latter was startled and almost instinctively turned around to strike with his sword.

Beveselice—the knight commander who once acted as a double agent in the Yavana Mine incident—still wears the "Tears of Zemuria" necklace around her neck, having advanced to the legendary level.

"hello."

Kroya waved her hand, then pointed a finger at her longsword. The flames of the sun covered the silver blade, and the golden flames seemed capable of destroying everything.

"Go, knights! I will go and deal with the Earth Mother. Hopefully, you can subdue this dragon before I return. Remember, do not kill it. I still have some things to take care of."

I'll be very angry if you kill it before I get back.

After saying that, he leaped into the river of the earth's veins. The magnificent colors were instantly replaced by six different colors, flowing into the distance like a rainbow.

His arrival was undisguised, and his departure was equally high-profile, but it wasn't until he was completely gone that the legendary figures and dragons around him, whose perception should have been very strong, realized that someone had been there.

"Who exactly is it?"

Are there any legends with such power in mainland China right now?

"Or is he someone who returned from the Astral Realm?"

Legends and dragons have many unanswered questions, but Beveselis merely relayed Kroa's "request": "We must control that Xeno'jiiva dragon and absolutely not harm it."

After relaying the message, she took the longsword, which was imbued with the magic of the sun, and charged directly at the Netherworld Dragon.

The other legends looked at each other in bewilderment.

In the end, I did as I was told.

……

On the other side...

Kroa had already stepped onto the land of the Earth Mother Goddess, which had been torn apart.

Originally, this place was home to all sorts of minerals and crystals, and all the earth's creations could find rest here. But now it has become pitch black, with only the rising flames and lava flowing.

Wherever it flows, it becomes covered in obsidian.

"The extinguished blood of the earth."

"So even gods fall into the underworld after they die?"

His fingers brushed across the smooth, black obsidian pillar, his gaze already fixed on the distance, where he saw a voluptuous woman leaning against a black throne, watching him indifferently.

The woman was draped in a dress woven from grass, wood, and minerals, and her hair flowed like a river. Most of her divine power had been shattered, and at her feet lay a head that had been completely petrified.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

"A mage from the northern border of the Kingdom of Norland."

The Earth Mother Goddess wore a gentle, maternal smile: "I did not see the Ring of Radiance. Why did He not come? I relied entirely on His help to seize this authority."

He pointed to the distance.

On the land where lava flows, a building with a white-gold hue can be seen. Even the obsidian of death cannot completely obscure its brilliance. The white and gold colors are like a blend of hope and the future.

Even just a fragment of a building can offer a glimpse into its original grandeur and magnificence.

"A fragment of the Sky Ark." Kroya took a deep breath. "I'm very grateful that you still kept this treasure. I can take it back to my teacher; He will surely be very happy."

"Of course." The Earth Mother's eyes were filled with nostalgia: "I once raised my glass with the other gods at the banquet on the Sky Ark, that ark was the paradise where we could gather."

He looked at Kroa and said, "I know about the Ether Rift Disease and have sent Ether Hounds to block it, otherwise those people would have died very quickly."

"I will die by your hand, but I hope you can accept my blessing and experience the Etheric Rift Disease firsthand so that you will know how to cure it."

The Earth Mother Goddess, whose body was gradually crumbling, stretched out a hand.

There was a halo of light in the palm of His hand.

It was a clear blue halo.

It slowly floated in front of Kroya, seemingly waiting for her to make a decision.

"Okay, I'll agree."

"After all, I have received your help before, and even if we are now enemies, I will still respect you."

The mage grasped the halo in his hand.

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the surface of his bare, fair arms, with cracks of ether replacing flesh and blood, flowing within.

"hiss."

It really hurts.

Although Kroya had experienced this kind of pain before, he never expected it to be so unbearable. The pain penetrated directly into his heart, and every movement felt like his heart was being torn apart.

Even more terrifying was that he felt his magic was affected; the flow of magic constructed by "The Rainbow Poem" was somewhat suppressed.

This explains why, in terms of personality, Etheric Crack Disease and the Rainbow Poem are very similar.

It took him a while to adjust, then he looked up at Mother Earth: "Thank you for this gift, and I hope you can rest in peace at the end of the rainbow."

From the moment his first note appeared.

Rainbows shot out from the destroyed earth, converging around the Earth Mother Goddess, lifting her near-immortal divine body, and disappearing into the end of the rainbow light.

Kroya sighed softly.

What was once a formidable foe that he might not have been able to handle now seemed to be nothing more than a matter of magic. However, he never expected that the Earth Mother would be so willing to die so generously.

If He were to truly rebel, it would likely be very troublesome, given that the authority of the earth is still too powerful.

But at that moment, an elegant female voice suddenly came from the side:

"He is dead. Alas, yet another troublesome disciple."

Not far away, the platinum-gold fragments of the ark were slowly disintegrating, their radiance forming a blanket, seemingly welcoming the arrival of a powerful being.

The one emerging from the radiance should be a woman.

She waved to Chloe.

"Hello, my name is Miya."

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