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So, what exactly is the principle behind magic?

Why is it that simply reciting a seemingly plausible, prayer-like phrase can influence the realization of physiological phenomena?

No one knows the true principle behind it; even the sages of the great magical nation cannot fully understand the underlying phenomena.

The study of magic has developed to this point, but it is still only at a superficial level. However, perhaps because they are conducting their own research in a confined space, they have a very deep understanding of magic.

Therefore, Riveria is 100% certain.

"That's definitely not the power of 'magic'!" she said solemnly.

"So it's really as Loki said, that Hestia cheated on him using her divine power?" Finn asked, puzzled.

"Probably not... Mortals cannot use divine power."

Mortals are mortals. Before the gods descended to earth, there were gods with unconventional ideas who intended to use methods outside the system of kinship. However, while divine power can modify the human body, its upper limit is extremely limited. Mortals cannot utilize divine power and will instead fall into collapse as a result.

Therefore, no one knows what exactly happened to Bell Craney.

But in another corner of the room, Ais stared intently at her reflection in the mirror.

She doesn't know much, nor does she care much.

What she glimpsed, the only desire she craved, was only one thing—

Power... a whole new kind of power!

What Fiora's eyes gleamed was a pure thirst for violence, and she didn't care whether it was divine cheating or not.

Just when everyone in the Loki Familia thought this was the end—

The scene suddenly shifted, and someone they recognized appeared on the screen.

"Suzuki Satoru—that strange magician?"

Finn immediately recognized the uninvited guest standing before Hyacinthus.

Is he also part of the Hestia Familia? However, he seems to be 'helping' Hyacinthus.

Blood, altar, ritual

This combination doesn't seem like doing a good deed at all, but he didn't actually break any 'rules'.

After all, even within the scope of the war games that Apollo and Ishtar were targeting and prohibited from participating in, no one listed this almost unknown magician.

He always seemed to be the most mysterious and unpredictable person among that group of people of unknown origin.

"Hey, shorty, is that guy also a member of your clan?"

Loki pointed at Suzuki Satoru in the picture and said in a serious tone...

“I already said it’s not like that anymore. Why is he here?”

Hestia also became extremely nervous. This outsider, whom she felt was the most dangerous, seemed to be about to do something extraordinary on his own!

Under the watchful eyes of all the gods of Orario, Suzuki Satoru is completing the ultimate attempt of his journey.

Hyacinthus's hand holding the golden dagger trembled violently. The blood flowing in the magic circle seemed to have a life of its own, overflowing his ankles, the sticky texture feeling like countless cold snakes coiling around his calves.

He looked at the empty eye sockets of his companions around him. The Apollo Familia members who had fought alongside him were now mechanically slicing open their bodies, their blood flowing into the magic circle like a fountain, evaporating into a strange blood mist in the dark purple light.

So he did just that, raising his dagger and slitting open his own throat.

This act, which was undoubtedly suicidal, drew gasps from Orario and screams from Apollo, but he was destined never to hear them.

Under the control of Suzuki Satoru's magic, he is willingly completing this ritual.

Suzuki Satoru raised Ainz Ooal Gown's staff high, the seven serpent jewels at its tip simultaneously opening their crimson vertical pupils. "With the blood of all spirits as the catalyst, and the astral ether as the medium—" His chanting was a jumble of ancient syllables, and the ten boxes of crystals suddenly shattered, the light refracted from countless facets condensing into twisted runes within the blood mist.

"Summon, shadow of the sun, awakened from the abyss of nothingness!"

The blood in the center of the magic circle began to boil. Hyacinthus felt his heart being squeezed by an invisible hand, and the divine blood belonging to Apollo in his body was being forcibly extracted, gathering with the divine blood of his companions in the center of the magic circle to form a swirling blood vortex.

He tried to scream but couldn't make a sound. The blood vessels under his skin bulged wildly like earthworms, crawling along the magic circle patterns toward the center of the blood vortex.

"Hey, hey, hey, what is he doing!"

"Is this some kind of unspeakable ritual of homosexuality?"

"Ganesha, is this also allowed by the guild?!"

The gods, and the mortals of Orario, all felt an instinctive unease at this sight, and Ganesha had no answer to it.

He remained silent, unable to provide an answer, because he didn't know what he was doing.

"Ho— Ho—"

Hyacinthus's neck suddenly bent backward at an impossible angle, the sharp crack of his dislocated jaw jarring in the silence. His shoulder blades exploded, and with a violent scream, two golden bones, flesh and blood pierced his skin, rapidly growing into wings covered in sun-patterned designs amidst the blood mist!

His left wing burned with a blazing light, while his right wing was shrouded in icy cold. Every feather twitched irregularly, and a terrifying transformation was reappearing on his body.

What exactly is Suzuki Satoru doing?

"The Primal God Summoning Technique... also incorporates a portion of the Ancient God Blood Modification Technique?"

Akimi recognized Suzuki Satoru's actions, or rather, this was his exchange.

As a variant of the magic created by the ancients, the Primal Summoning spell is combined with the ancient god blood modification technology from Yharnam, the land of blood healing.

Suzuki Satoru probably bought these two exchanges because he wanted to obtain similar genetic technology in reality and then rebuild the body of his immortal self.

The abundant divine blood in this world is the best material for him.

Although it is sealed, it is still divine blood. The part extracted and purified from the bodies of the adventurers of the Familia is a top-quality material that cannot be found in other worlds.

From a researcher's perspective, Suzuki Satoru's choice to use people from this world as subjects for his experiments can be considered the most correct approach.

But from the perspective of a reincarnator...

"A special event has been triggered, 'Blasphemy'. Your current alignment has shifted. From now on, you will be regarded as enemies by the gods. Killing members of your own faction will earn you points and reward points!"

A chilling voice from the Supreme God appeared in the minds of every reincarnator present, and after a moment of suffocating silence, Kazuma spoke with a horrified expression.

"What on earth is he doing?!"

"He's triggering a side quest and modifying the mission. He's doing something perfectly normal for a reincarnator."

Qiu Hai said slowly.

"This leisurely mission almost makes one forget that they are a reincarnator. He is doing something big."

They were reincarnators, and strictly speaking, they weren't even teammates. The relaxed time in this top-secret difficulty world almost made them forget that they were still reincarnators.

The reason they were in such a relaxed state was because Akiha needed materials from this world. However, now, Suzuki Satoru's decisive and ruthless actions, far more so than his teammates, have completely stirred up this stagnant situation. It's time to add a sense of urgency to them.

Orario is going wild, from another angle.

When the gods saw a divine being with divine power being created, they all stood up in astonishment.

Then, some cheered, and some screamed.

But without a doubt, after such an unprecedented monster was born in this war game, everyone's attention was no longer on the game itself.

The question remains: what exactly does this terrifying divine abomination intend to do?

No one knew, but at this moment, the enormous golden serpent was heading straight for Orario.

The Hestia Familia, are they really going to do something this big?!

In an instant, countless members of the city's secret factions cheered and applauded for her!

Oh, Hestia, I thought you were a serious person, but I never expected you to be the one among us who's most capable of great things!

Quack! I want to see rivers of blood!!!

Shortly after the camp shifted

The door to the church's basement was kicked open.

Unbeknownst to them, the adventurers who had surrounded the area around the church were now staring at them menacingly, as if they were monsters from a dungeon.

"Kill them!!!"

A sharp roar rang out from the crowd, followed by a surging tide of people.

Qiu Hai disappeared silently from here, and as the main god, he no longer needed to get involved in what happened next.

I'm kind of curious to see just how far Suzuki Satoru can go—

But looking back at the replay, he felt he should go to the appointment, since the host had just extended a sincere invitation to him.

Going against the flow of people, he quickly arrived at the guild's headquarters. Instead of teleporting again, he walked down the steps one by one.

This is a sign of respect and courtesy towards the host of the land.

After traversing the dark, narrow, and long road, he arrived at the altar deep underground.

Here, as if they had anticipated his arrival, Fels stood guard at the door, like a lost puppet, and silently pushed open the door.

Qiu Hai walked in and looked at the figure sitting on the throne of the altar, surrounded by candlelight.

Uranus

Or rather, it is the Heavenly Father Uranus

It was the real one, the first God-King.

They stared at each other for a few seconds, then Uranus suddenly seemed like a different person, and spoke in a low voice.

"God... I can't remember the last time I've seen something like you."

Chapter 32: 136. Behind the Main God

"Stop him, Uranus!!!"

Apollo had no time to spare for his Familia games; the god, seeing his children seemingly about to all perish, roared at the sky.

But Uranus did not respond.

The guild leader who oversees the game is very fair, but he also has his own double standards.

For example, when it comes to using divine power, sometimes if you use it recklessly, he will send you back to heaven without mercy, while at other times he will act as if he doesn't see it.

Of course, he might also explain it as something like his inability to do anything about it.

But when Apollo asked Uranus for permission to act, the answer was an unequivocal no.

After all, the Uranus he knew was not the Uranus he knew.

There was no answer, but that was the meaning of a negative.

He could only watch helplessly as Hyacinthus underwent a painful 'transformation' under the ritual's influence.

The blood vortex suddenly contracted, and Hyacinthus's body deflated like a wrung-out rag, while the outline rising from the vortex multiplied wildly. A serpentine head emerged from the blood, seven pairs of golden pupils rotating in the same eye socket, its mouth gaping open at an abnormal angle, revealing two rows of interlocking fangs, each tooth adorned with a miniature burning sun pattern.

How could Apollo not recognize it? This was his divine power!

That audacious mortal is extracting the divine blood from his kin, using an unorthodox ritual to transform and compress the divine power within, and then injecting it into Hyacinthus's body!

However, mortals cannot bear the power of gods.

Therefore, he was also transforming Hyacinthus into another being.

Monsters in the lower realms that can bear some of the power of the gods exist. For example, the ancient monster Andaris devoured the power of Artemis.

But the situation before us is clearly completely different.

Andaris could absorb Artemis's power, but he couldn't use it; he could only blast it out like a cannonball.

While this would certainly be enough to destroy the entire lower realm in one strike, ultimately it's not about exploitation but simply about launching.

But the situation was quite different for Hyacinthus, who was transformed.

Divine power, divine blood, and other elements integrated into the kin's body are being perfectly transformed and fused into its being through ritual.

Those who bear the blood of the gods will be transformed into monsters that also bear the blood of the gods.

Or rather—this kind of monster should be called a divine abomination.

A living divine weapon, a divine power product that should not exist, a world-destroying monster that brings eternal suffering and is absolutely terrifying!

At this moment, many deities who recognized the thing began to cry out in alarm.

But there were also many who, like bloodthirsty spectators, began to laugh wildly and cheer!

"Well done! Excellent work!!!"

"Are there other such amazing technologies in the world? I'm definitely going to develop a few myself!!!"