Throne of Magical Arcana Chapter 476 - The Seed of Spirit

Chapter 476: The Seed of Spirit

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In the far west, a bright star appeared in the dusk sky, indicating the arrival of the night. The mountains along the valley started looking darker and darker.
When Lucien arrived at the secret cave as agreed, Ell, Francis, and Jacob had already been waiting there. Even with winding a long distance to get rid of the tailing false gods and priests, they still managed to arrive earlier than Lucien.
“Why so late, Leviathan?” Asked Jacob in low voice, who was at the same time casting spells to make sure that no one was following Lucien.
Ell and Francis also had the same question, as this cave was not far away from the city of Husum, and Leviathan had left the city much earlier than they did.
Lucien explained, well-prepared. “I jumped into the river but got into a bit of trouble because of the tides and waves summoned by the God of Moon. It took me some time to swim away from the currents.”
“I see.” Jacob nodded, feeling more relieved when he ensured that no one had followed Lucien here.
Ell looked a bit pale but was still smiling in a good spirit. “Although Asin’s still alive, his godhood has been taken away, and the rest of the false gods are now all intimidated by my power. You all did very well, and you deserve good rewards.”
“Our great pleasure,” answered Jacob hurriedly.
At this time, Francis took out a small laurel box which revealed a slight air of divinity. The laurel box made the entire cave smell pleasant.
The box was given to Francis and Jacob by Ell, for collecting the godhood of the God of Moon. Without this box, the mundane could never see or touch the divine power, not to mention collecting it.
“Great God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption, this is the godhood of Asin, the God of Moon,” said Francis.
To Lucien’s surprise, Francis handed the box containing the God’s Glory to Ell just like this.
Ell was, by contrast, more in a rush. Ell eagerly opened the box right in front of Jacob, Francis, and Lucien. As soon as the box opened, rays of cool light burst out. They felt like water when touching the skin.
Without hiding his curiosity, Lucien gazed at the glory attentively.
In the wood box, the tiny fragments that looked like the silver moon seemed quite unreal, as if they were very, very far away from Lucien. Meanwhile, there were obscure images changing in the fragments, mysterious and divine.
The moonlight fragments floated in the wood box as if they were dead, occasionally contracting and expanding slightly.
… Lucien felt this scene to be rather familiar. He searched his memories, trying to recall where he once saw them.
“Guard me, you three,” said Ell in a low voice. He was in great eagerness, as He had been waiting for this moment for too long. Before Leviathan arrived, Ell was worried that there probably would be enemies following behind, so He did not consume the fragments. But now, the moment of taking in the godhood of the God of Moon and resuming power had finally arrived!
“As your command,” said the three followers.
Both Francis and Lucien were staring at every single movement of Ell with the same enthusiastic look on their faces.
Ell’s right hand was now covered in a layer of light that possessed the soothing power of both eternity and peace. With the light, Ell reached His right hand into the wood box and grabbed the floating silver moon pieces.
The tiny pieces started aggregating under Ell’s power. Gradually, they formed a small silver light ball, just like a small moon.
The light ball throbbed like a beating out, giving out an aura of indifference and divinity, just like the eternal moon watching indifferently from the night sky.
Lucien’s mouth opened slightly out of great shock. He finally recalled the familiar scene!
In the reflection of the Sphinx Mausoleum in the World of Souls, there was a light ball stained by rust and blood floating above the Sphinx coffin…
In the inner part of Sun’s King’s underground palace, there was that white light ball floating above the palm of Thanos’ statue…
Memories flashed by like the frames of a movie — clear, and shocking. Although the details of each scene were different, the aura of the power felt exactly the same!
Something struck Lucien, as if he had got a grip on part of the secret of gods and ancient demons. However, soon his mind was filled with more questions — The existence of Alterna, the silver moon, could date back to the time way before all living creatures came into being, and the birth of the powers in ancient hell and abyss was also prior to that of the most creatures. Then where did they come from? Why was there a great difference between the form of existence of the ancient seven demons and the gods including the false ones?
Was he thinking in the wrong way?
Obviously, the World of Souls still hid more secrets than Lucien thought. Meanwhile, Lucien wondered whether it was Sun’s Corona or the laurel box that enabled him to see the godhood of the God of Moon.
The silver-white light ball slowly merged into the light covering Ell’s right hand. The light joined.
Ell’s face was distorted, as if the entire process was very painful.
Then the light suddenly expanded and embraced Ell within like a cocoon, throbbing like a heart.
After quite a while, the cold, divine light burst out from within the cocoon and quickly went into Ell’s body. Now, the light was a part of Ell.
Ell opened his eyes and his pupils were now much deeper, like the starry sky, and the way Ell talked and behaved had also changed to the softer and gentler side.
“My three domains — resurrection, fertility, and redemption — have all been enhanced. My power has resumed. And now I have two new domains, specters and moonlight.”
Now they should figure out a new title for Ell, with so many godhoods.
“Revival and the specters are all in the realm of Death; flame and fertility belonged to the realm of Life; Redemption and moonlight come from the power of spirit and material; while Destruction covers them all. Therefore, my lord, you are the dominator of both material and spirit, the lord of life and death. You do not have to bother constantly changing your title, you’re the Supreme Lord, the Saviour. As for assimilating Asin’s godhood, all you need is an avatar named Asin, my Lord.”
Obviously, Francis was still pushing Ell towards the side of being ‘the one and the almighty’, which the God of Truth exactly featured.
Lucien watched carefully, hoping that what he saw might be able to solve some of the questions in his mind.
“Good, this is the title that matches me,” said Ell. There was light in his eyes. No matter he believed in it or not in the past, from now on, this would be the only target as his motivation.
“I’ll take away the godhood of those fake gods, one by one,” Ell claimed.
Obviously, taking in Asin’s godhood had brought Ell a completely new experience, and Ell had become obsessed with it.
Ell turned to Francis and Lucien, “Both of you have proved yourself. I’ll give both of you the Seed of Spirit to make you stronger and live longer.”
Ell reached out his right hand, and a white light ball fell on his palm. Compared to God’s Glory, this light ball seemed to be more approachable, but still carried great divinity.
This was the Seed of Spirit. Transformed by a god, the Seed of Spirit would be turned into God’s Glory, visible to bare eyes. Lucien guessed that this was the origin of priests’ power.
Although Lucien had had a rough idea of what the Seed of Spirit was, he was now even more confused. According to Ell, giving out the Seed of Spirit would reduce the power of a false god, then the number of the seeds give out must be severely restricted. However, there were thousands of pastors, priests, cardinals, grand cardinals in the Saint Truth, and all of them could exert divine power. What happened to the God of Truth? It seemed that the power of the God of Truth had way exceeded that of Alterna, making segmenting deity something more than normal and common that would not hurt the God of Truth at all. What was the difference between the God of Truth and the rest of the false gods?
“Francis, you have shown your power in the fight. It was you who helped me defeat the God of Moon. You’re the one who made the biggest contribution and effort. Although this seed can only give you a chief priest’s power, you can use divine power from now on. With the seed, you communicate with it using devoutness, and you’ll be able to have it as part of you.”
Ell was already rather good-looking. After taking in Asin’s godhood, Ell’s features now looked more feminine. As Ell was talking, the smile on His face was faint and a bit mysterious.
If Francis was planning on something else, he would not dare to take in the seed. If his faith fell, he would be devoured by the Seed of Spirit, both his spirit and body.
Lucien estimated that the seed would give Francis the divine-like power around level six. He carefully watched Francis, waiting to see how Francis would react.
“My devoutness is no inferior to that of anyone.” Francis smiled and took over the seed. Holding it on his palm, Francis started praying to Ell.
Soon, the Seed of Spirit began trembling and buzzing, and then it dissolved into Francis’s palm. Divine air covered Francis.
Lucien was so surprised that his mouth slightly opened.
Just like this?! There was no way that Francis was a devoted follower of Ell. Why Francis was not concerned at all?
Was it because Francis had his own solution?
In Lucien’s mind, the secrets Francis had were no less than his.
“Leviathan, you are smart and brave. Your contribution should also be recognized. This is your seed, which will give you the power of a common divine-blooded hero.” Ell was quite content seeing Francis’s loyalty. He made another seed for Lucien. However, it was much less powerful.
It made sense because basically what Lucien did was just talking and talking. By contrast, Francis was the one who fought and fought very well.
Francis smiled, as he had become the onlooker. Ell, Francis, and Jacob watched Lucien take over the Seed of Spirit.
Lucien knew what happened to the ancient sorcerers who tried to borrow the power of divinity. He was well aware of the fact that the seed would bring stormy chaos to his cognitive world, and Ell, Francis, and Jacob would know.
The seed was too dangerous to Lucien. He could not just simply take it in like Francis.
“You are new in the convention, and you do not have Francis’ power. It might be hard to absorb since it’s your first time. You can try multiple times,” said Ell, in a tone both encouraging and urging, while Francis and Jacob were staring at Lucien and grinning.
Lucien looked down and held the seed with his both hands up to his chest. The seed touched the center of his chest.