Magicians never make wishes

Dunshan was preparing a deadly move when he suddenly found himself plunged into darkness.

He had used a magic bracelet before, and although it had many negative effects, it shouldn't have led to this situation.

He looked up and around. Apart from the boundless darkness around him, what came into view was a staircase leading to the sky above his head.

The staircase seemed to span countless dimensions, connecting to a magnificent temple, leading all the way to a supreme divine throne at the end.

Dunshan merely glanced at the divine throne and was overwhelmed by its boundless divine might, feeling an overwhelming sense of ant-like humility and a strong urge to sing praises.

Seated on the throne is a being of immense stature.

Dunshan couldn't help but feel apprehensive about his presumptuous gaze, and at the same time, he was deeply puzzled as to why he was here.

He knelt on all fours, kowtowing repeatedly, begging the great being to have mercy and let him leave this place.

Ronan sat on his throne when a panel suddenly popped up before him, displaying the following message:

Will a miracle be granted?

This seemed to be targeting Dunshan's wish function. Ronan hesitated for a moment, but still decided to click "Yes".

He wanted to see what the purpose of God's series of actions was.

At that moment, a semi-transparent panel appeared in front of Dunshan.

The panel was filled with mysterious characters, but from Dunshan's perspective, it displayed the orc language he was most familiar with:

"By the grace of the Supreme Being, you have been granted one wish."

He rubbed his eyes, his fear instantly turning into joy, and he kept muttering to himself.

"Thanks for the gift from the Supreme Being, praise be to the Supreme Being..."

Dunshan immediately prostrated himself again, kowtowing repeatedly to the temple above the dimension, his words of gratitude and praise flowing like a never-ending river.

This made Ronan, who was sitting on the throne, wonder if Dunshan might have the potential to become an orc priest.

After expressing his heartfelt gratitude and offering sincere prayers, he finally stood up and made his wish.

"I wish I could live forever."

Immediately afterwards, the information on the panel in front of me changed rapidly, displaying a message: "Insufficient willpower, your wish cannot be fulfilled."

Yes, the fact that a great being would grant me the opportunity to make a wish is already an act of boundless mercy...

Ultimately, the decision of my wishes rests with myself.

Dunshan has completed his self-brainwashing and begins to try to reduce the difficulty of fulfilling his wish.

From being immortal and indestructible, to dominating the world, and then to possessing supreme power...

Greed made him like a stingy landlord, clinging to the standards of his desires and having no choice but to gradually compromise and lower his expectations.

at the same time.

On the outskirts of the Monster Forest, there is a canyon covered with lush vegetation.

"Lord Russell, please take another look..." Miss Amy was shaking the mercenary's arm.

Russell gently rubbed Amy's head, his smile tender yet helpless, and remained silent.

Princess Celia frowned slightly and asked the mercenary vice-captain beside her again, "Is there really no way to go again?"

"Your Highness, my most important task right now is to ensure your personal safety."

Russell sighed, his face full of helplessness. "If I leave rashly, who will protect you from the rats?"

Celia glanced at the large pit in the distance, from which swarms of rats were continuously spewing out, and her brows furrowed even more.

"Based on my understanding of those brave adventurers, this level of rat swarm will have no effect on them."

Russell then added, "If you are truly worried, why don't you come back to town with me and settle down?"

"I believe that by then, the adventurers should have completed their mission and returned to town."

Upon hearing the word "return to the city," Amy clung to the mercenary again, "Then let's go back quickly, Lord Russell."

Although Celia didn't know what the mercenaries were doing, a sense of foreboding lingered in her mind.

Reason told her that she had to get as far away from this place as possible.

She nodded, agreeing to the mercenary's suggestion.

……

"I want to possess the power of a god."

Dunshan was still struggling with his own preconceived standards, selectively ignoring the "Insufficient willpower to achieve" message on the panel.

Ronan sat enthroned on his divine throne, his gaze piercing through countless dimensions as he looked down.

Upon seeing Dunshan's actions, he was completely stunned.

He simply couldn't understand what the essential difference was between changing "gods" to "spirits" and "great power" to "strength" when it came to unfulfillable wishes.

Perhaps Dunshan is the best guinea pig to explore the rules of wishing.

With this in mind, Ronan became more patient with Ronan's gradual reduction of the difficulty.

Through continuous probing, Dunshan has made a clear compromise, lowering his power level from a god to a fantasy creature.

"My wish is to possess the mighty power of a dragon."

As soon as Dunshan finished speaking, the message on the panel suddenly changed.

"Will we pay the price?"

"Finally, finally..." Dunshan trembled all over, trying his best to calm himself down while suppressing his excitement.

He carefully reviewed all the equipment he possessed in his mind.

Among them, the most valuable items were a magic bracelet that could be used for both offense and defense, a cursed skull that could temporarily lock his storage bag, and a special meditation book that he could never get the hang of.

Although necromancers are disliked by ordinary people, their magical equipment is genuinely expensive.

Especially on the black market, its price is far higher than other magical equipment of the same level.

With this equipment as a source of confidence, Dunshan immediately became more assertive and agreed to pay the price. "Yes."

As Dunshan made his choice, a light screen composed of various mysterious symbols appeared before Ronan's eyes, on which was written an analysis of Dunshan's wish.

———Wish Analysis———

1. A lack of specific focus in the desired outcome can easily lead to a deviation from the intended path.

2. Insufficient original willpower, coupled with the consequences of one's own actions, significantly increases the probability of distortion.

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[Should the wish be granted?]

It turns out I get to decide whether a wish comes true or not...

Seeing how dangerous it was, Ronan decisively chose to allow it.

[Your wish has come true!]

[Wish Power Reserves +5]

Before he could even rejoice at the unexpected gain of 5 points of willpower, Ronan felt his soul return to his body in an instant.

Everything around him was not much different from before. Dunshan had spent so much time, but in reality it was only a moment.

[Payment in progress...]

Ronan paused, and this message flashed before his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Dunshan's eyes widened in terror, and he screamed, "No, no..."

He held aloft the three items—the magic bracelet, the cursed skull, and the book of meditation—and shouted in panic.

"This, this is the price I have to pay!"

next second.

The three items in Dunshan's hands all turned to dust, his strong muscles began to atrophy rapidly, and his tall figure became hunched over in the blink of an eye, transforming him from a robust man into an old man with little life left...

Just as he was about to die, the message came again:

The cost has been paid.

[Your wish has come true!]