Magicians never make wishes

Ronan realized something was wrong; why did that voice sound so familiar?

Upon closer reflection, it became clear that although this wisp of soul was sparse, if stared at for a while, it seemed to resemble Dunshan somewhat.

Is this the soul of Dunshan?

Ronan reached out to touch the wisp of soul, but unexpectedly, he absorbed it into his body in an instant.

At the same time, the prompt from the divine authority followed immediately.

[Divinity under initial repair... 98% complete]

[The initial restoration of the divine essence is complete!]

———Miraculous Godhood———

[Owner: Ronan]

[Wish Power Reserves: 5]

[Status: Severely damaged (awaiting repair)]

[Power: to deprive, to bestow, to descend]

[Features: Analysis]

The state of the divine essence changed from severely damaged to severely incomplete, and it also gained the characteristic of "analysis".

This feature immediately reminded Ronan of the "Wish Analysis" that appeared after Dunshan made a wish, which should be the source of its function.

The only thing he didn't expect was that Dunshan's soul would appear here after his death, and that it could be used to repair his godhood.

Therefore, it seems that restoring divinity does not necessarily require a specific thing.

After his divine status was restored, Dunshan's soul completely disappeared.

He would probably be very pleased to know that he could be used as consumables after his death.

However, Dunshan died from the obliteration of an unknown array pattern, so why is his soul here?

Surely everyone who makes a wish can't all share this common trait after they die, right?

This question can only be verified in the future, if anyone else can make a wish here again...

The soul returned, and only a moment had passed.

Ronan decided to leave this place as soon as possible, as the commotion he had caused would obviously attract many unknown entities.

Occasionally, some powerful monsters can be found on the outskirts of the Monster Forest.

Moreover, the large force that mercenary Russell mentioned might also be nearby.

After taking one last look at the bottomless pit, Ronan determined his direction and strode forward in the direction the evil axe had pointed before it was lost.

His current mental strength is only half of what it used to be, achieved by making a wish that cost him 1 point of his own willpower.

Looking back now, I realize how incredibly naive I was.

Without even figuring out the mechanism of making wishes, they dared to make wishes so brazenly based solely on a few rules they had summarized.

The fact that it didn't mutate into any strange creatures is truly a testament to my good fortune.

To forge iron, one must be strong oneself; to improve one's strength, one must rely on knowledge.

Only by becoming powerful can one better control things like divinity, making wishes, and temples.

……

I don't know if it's because of the skeletal dragon's actions, but the beast tides have stopped appearing, and even the number of monsters has decreased significantly.

We walked for a long time.

The surrounding trees gradually thinned out, and the flat land gradually took on the outline of a road.

More humans appeared on the road, mostly carrying hoes. Upon seeing Ronan, they immediately lowered their heads and silently moved away.

He shouted twice at first, and the other person, upon hearing his shouts, dropped his hoe and ran away without a second thought.

Ronan sullenly tidied his appearance again and again.

Even disregarding the signs of battle, this body should at least be considered that of a handsome young man. Why did it come to this?

The locals are so rude.

"Hey, which way do I go in town?"

Ronan finally encountered an old man who didn't run away when he saw him, and immediately asked for directions.

"Sir, please spare me, I really have no money left..." the old man pleaded desperately, supporting his injured right leg as he tried to kneel down.

Ronan quickly stepped forward to stop the old man, "Sir, I'm from out of town, there's been a misunderstanding, hasn't there?"

The old man was so thin he was just skin and bones, much lighter than I had imagined.

"Sir, please don't joke around. I have an urgent matter at home..."

The old man insisted on leaving, and Ronan suspected that even if he beat the old man down, the old man would still struggle and crawl away.

What's going on?

Am I, a dignified magician, really so badly regarded by the common people?

Ronan decided to do the opposite, grabbing a young man who was walking past him with his head down and ordering him,

"Hey, take me to your place."

The young man's eyes were filled with fear, and he shrank back, not daring to utter a sound.

After a moment of struggle in his eyes, he lowered his head and cautiously walked in front of Ronan, essentially being forced to agree to his request.

The young man was dressed in a rough outfit of shorts and a shirt, tied around his waist with a hemp rope, and his straw sandals were worn down to the point that the soles were almost invisible.

"What's your name?"

Ronan, moved by the hardships faced by people at the bottom of society, asked curiously.

But this simple question was like a raging flood to the young man.

He was trembling all over and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Ronan rubbed his forehead, his tone shifting from calm to loud,

"I'm asking you a question, you son of a bitch!"

"Yes, sir, my name is Parker." The young man suddenly snapped to attention, and his speech became much smoother.

"What do you do?"

"Pig farmers."

"Where is your home?"

"Nine Bends Village".

Do you know where the town is?

"have no idea."

He answered fluently.

It seems there's a reason why Evil Axe speaks like that.

However, Evil Axe's sense of direction is clearly problematic.

Ronan walked in the direction he pointed for so long, but still couldn't see any town.

As a result, he could only go to crowded places first, and then inquire about the location of towns.

Following the young man, Ronan arrived at a dilapidated village.

He glanced at the few scattered wooden houses and stone pigsties at the village entrance, which seemed quite different from the adventurer's fantastical journey.

Seeing that he was standing still and that he had completed his task, young Parker boldly slipped into the village.

A short while later, a commotion broke out in the village, and an old man emerged surrounded by a group of people.

"Sir, is there anything you need to tell us? Our village has already paid its taxes ahead of schedule this year."

The old man must have a high status in the village, as he spoke neither servilely nor arrogantly, clearly indicating that he often dealt with people like himself.

Seeing this, Ronan abandoned his harsh speaking style and politely asked, "Are you the village chief?"

"That's right, sir." The village chief nodded.

"Hello, village chief, do you know where the town is?" Ronan's face flushed slightly. "I'm from out of town and I'm a little lost."

"My lord, Wuyue City is not far from here. It only takes half a day to get there if you walk in this direction."

The village chief pointed in a direction and added,

"If you find it inconvenient, I can have a young man from the village take you there."

"That's great, please have someone take me there."

To avoid making the mistake of giving directions by a wicked axe, Ronan decided to follow someone who knew the way.

He searched his pockets and finally found his only silver coin in his bag, which he handed to the village chief.

"Consider this your payment."

The moment they saw the silver coins, all the villagers behind them gasped in shock.

"Sir, this is too much," the village chief hurriedly waved his hand in refusal.

"Take it, I don't have any smaller denominations on me."

Of course, there are no larger denominations either.

Ronan waved casually, gesturing for the other person to accept the gift. "If possible, could you also give me some water and food?"

The village chief nodded, then instructed the villagers to prepare food for Ronan, and called the young Parker over.

"My lord, this lad has some strength, let him take you to Wuyue City."

Ronan almost switched back to his usual shrewish mode upon seeing this, "Didn't you say you didn't know where the town was?"