Chapter 577: Talent

"Greater Wish?"

Ron Edmund across from him almost laughed out loud: "Are you joking with me, young Mr. Willtenstein?"

The mage's wish spell was undoubtedly a miraculous art that could make one's wishes come true. But the caster also needed to act within their means; otherwise, they would likely suffer backlash or even encounter all sorts of bizarre events.

For instance, someone might wish for immortality, only to be sent into eternal slumber somewhere unknown after a false death—that indeed was immortality. Another might wish to be invincible under heaven, and the caster would likely have their life drained to become an invincible warrior, only to have their remaining life burned away the moment they stopped speaking. Or a being like one of the Seven Lords of Hell might descend into the caster's body, making them invincible, but then take the caster's soul as interest when they left.

Ron Edmund didn't think Li Mochen's wish spell could affect a magus. Whether it would backfire or be twisted, he didn't care and couldn't care—in twenty seconds, he and everything about him would dissipate under this sky. Whatever happened afterward, he wouldn't see it.

What did interest Ron Edmund was the layers of magical arrays unfolding behind Li Mochen.

This was a magical ritual targeting him, attempting to severely wound him, strip him of his power to resist, while simultaneously reversing the relationship between him and Jennifer, completing the reversal of 'concubines'—that is, swapping the 'cauldron' and 'furnace'.

Ron Edmund couldn't help but marvel; the array was exquisitely designed, taking every situation into account.

"This array is quite well laid out. Robespierre, this is your work, isn't it? Truly a master of magical arrays—"

The World Destroyer might have been influenced by his 'Destruction' divine authority, achieving nothing in alchemy, but he excelled in magical runes and arrays, which were his main source of income.

Robespierre ignored him, his gaze fixed on Li Mochen, wanting to see how the latter would strip Ron Edmund of all his abilities under these circumstances.

This fellow had sworn before him, so he must have some confidence.

A man who had become one of the most powerful and armed individuals in the world in less than two years couldn't be unreliable.

The next moment, Robespierre saw another layer of magical arrays appear above Li Mochen.

They were also inscribed on a magical array disk, activated with mana and projected outside—but these were not his work. A small part used Eastern runes, yet they were equally exquisite and unfathomable, incorporating the secrets, truths, and principles of stars, making the array look like a real starry sky descending.

At that moment, Li Mochen thrust his blade into Ron Edmund's heart. The latter tried to resist; with his divine fire burning, his speed and strength were more than double his usual. Yet Li Mochen's strike seemed ordinary, without any fanfare, but it moved through the gaps of time and space, piercing his body as if fated.

This was the same technique used to kill 'Nasu Masayuki' and Rond Onassis, but with more power accumulated. The life energy of Rond Onassis and the many life gods who had died in this area made it impossible for Ron Edmund to withstand this 'Binary Forbidden Style' even with his strength doubled.

As Ron Edmund frowned from the sharp pain in his heart, he saw a confident smile on Li Mochen's lips.

"The Greater Wish alone indeed cannot help Jennifer, but what if I add the power of fate on top of that, Your Majesty the Energy Monarch?"

Ron Edmund's pupils contracted. Before him, Li Mochen formed a sword seal with one hand and coldly uttered: "All-Encompassing Divine Mechanism, Shift the Stars! Use you as fuel, fulfill my wish!"

In that instant, the eighteen layers of magical arrays behind and above Li Mochen began to rotate counterclockwise.

Ron Edmund felt the golden flames outside his body being drawn away by the numerous star disks above, while the vital energy and power within him flowed away like a mighty river.

Meanwhile, Jennifer Willtenstein in the distance showed joy in her eyes.

"Impossible! How is this possible? How can you do this?"

Ron Edmund stared at Li Mochen in disbelief, knowing that the latter was forcibly drawing the power gained from burning his divine fire and divine essence as the foundation for the Greater Wish. This defied magical common sense! The mere conversion and connection of magical energy between them was an insurmountable problem.

Yet Li Mochen had done it! Not only that, he had steered the ritual, with a success rate of less than five percent, onto the path of success.

At that moment, Li Mochen's earlier words echoed in his mind.

Ron Edmund's pupils widened, then with a grimace full of hatred and helplessness, he spat out a word: "Fate!"

Rafael de Robespierre also raised his eyebrows, staring at Li Mochen's back in shock.

He knew the weight of the word Ron Edmund had uttered!

At that moment, dozens of kilometers away, in the command post of Saint Stone Fortress, the magic goddess Diana's eyes also flashed with a strange light, her expression mixed with surprise and understanding.

She now knew why this young human genius was so wary of her—he was clearly a little one lacking security and overly cautious.

"This is the power of fate. It seems the Willtenstein family will gain another magus in the future—"

Artemis's eyes were also filled with shock and confusion: "This is incredible. A mortal has touched the great power of fate. I think you should be worried, Goddess of Opportunity of the Three Faces!"

"He won't be my enemy. You know that, Artemis!"

Diana shook her head calmly: "I control opportunity, the uncertainty of fate. His authority is the entirety of fate. What a greedy fellow. I hope he can go further on this path—it's a path even my mother couldn't tread."

Artemis smiled slightly: "Let's hope so. His talent is extraordinary, no less than us primordial beings. Though I personally am not optimistic; the power of fate is very strong, but even harder to cultivate and advance than time—"

The magic goddess Hecate's mother, Ananke, once held all of 'fate,' and her power in this regard once rivaled the Three Fates.

In ancient times, Ananke, with only a medium divine rank, could stand against the first-generation god-king Uranus. Of course, that was also related to the sparse population in ancient times.

But after Ananke's husband Chronos fell to Uranus, the goddess who held all of fate divided her fate power into three, plunged into the night, and became the night goddess Nyx, rising to the pinnacle of the gods. Her divine power even touched the outer realms, extending to all heavens and worlds.

These three portions of fate power were then held by herself and her children, the magic goddess Hecate and Moros.

The night goddess Nyx herself held the destiny, fate, causality, and inevitability of fate, which became her two aspects—the goddess of inevitable destiny Ananke and the goddess of causal fate Hemamene. The magic goddess Hecate held the three faces of opportunity—luck, misfortune, and chance.

As for Moros, he was the god of 'doom,' holding 'fated calamity'; he also drove people to the end of life. His other name was Olethros (meaning 'destruction, death').

"So my mother will only be delighted by Andrei's existence. The Bright World gains another force to resist the outer realm god-kings. As for you, Artemis—"

Diana's lips curled into a sarcastic smile: "Have you figured out how to counter my mother and Rhea?"

Another aspect of the night goddess Nyx was the goddess of natural law—Adrasteia. As for Rhea, she was not only the earth mother goddess but also the mother of nature.

Artemis smiled casually, seemingly unconcerned, and continued looking ahead.

"But they no longer need faith, Diana!"

These words carried a hint of self-mockery. Beside her, Diana's eyes also showed deep longing and helplessness.

...

Li Mochen's magical ritual took a full ten minutes to complete. He deliberately slowed the pace, allowing Jennifer to absorb Edmund's power more peacefully and safely, and also to deepen Ron Edmund's suffering.

In the first three minutes, Ron Edmund could endure, but after that, the magus titled 'Energy Monarch' could no longer hold back and began to wail and struggle.

The emptiness of losing power, the stripping of bloodline, the deprivation of divine essence and divinity, and the miserable future fate all tormented Ron Edmund, plunging him into an endless cycle of agony.

Amid the magus's wails, Li Mochen felt the divine soul and the original spirit complete their final fusion, becoming one in perfect harmony.

His soul power expanded rapidly, but at the same time, it was continuously purified and compressed. By the time his spirit had grown to twelve times that of 'Asking Sword Taoran,' its strength—Li Mochen had just sensed that even the magic goddess Diana was only slightly stronger in this regard. Of course, that was only Diana's external spiritual power; her core spirit might not be the same.

Finally, only a spiritual core remained of Ron Edmund. Li Mochen did not destroy it but sealed it in a black gem imbued with time power, then applied layer upon layer of seals.

He then tossed the sealed gem into his 'Void Ring' as a collectible.

This was different from the case with Hazel. The Calamity Fire Dragon Lady Adrianna had used Hazel as a vessel for her power to 'descend,' cultivating her as an external avatar. So Li Mochen could kill Adrianna.

But between Ron Edmund and Jennifer, it was a relationship of 'cauldron' and 'furnace,' coexisting symbiotically. The death of one would severely wound the other.

Thus, 'sealing' was the only option. If Jennifer wanted to reclaim her bloodline and Ron Edmund's power while preserving them, Ron Edmund must not die.

Yet this was a better punishment for the 'Energy Monarch.'

Li Mochen believed that with the sealed gem in his hands, no one could forcibly take it or save Ron Edmund.

"Candle Dragon? Starry Sky? Hyperion?"

After finishing everything, Li Mochen looked at Jennifer, who sat cross-legged with eyes closed, her aura boiling and hard to suppress. A flicker of incredulous surprise and a trace of relief passed through his eyes.

"Truly a terrifying and enviable talent—so this is one of the reasons you hate your Eastern bloodline?"

He now understood why Ron Edmund had coveted Jennifer's bloodline power. Certain traits of the Eastern mythical creature Candle Dragon were very similar to those of the World Serpent Jörmungandr.

He also understood how he had come to practice the 'Binary Profound Transformation Method.' It must have been a technique Li Chunchu had prepared specifically for Jennifer.

The Candle Dragon was a mythical creature that held both 'Yin' and 'Yang' powers, and though Jennifer's level in this regard was not high, she also possessed the bloodlines of 'Starry Sky Dragon' Adelaide and 'Surpasser of the Sky' Hyperion.

She was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate for the 'Binary Profound Transformation Method.' She didn't need to worry about conflict between Yin and Yang forces because the Candle Dragon bloodline naturally harmonized them.

Her cultivation speed with this method would be ten times that of Li Mochen and Hazel under normal conditions. And if her talent and bloodline evolved normally, she would undoubtedly surpass him.

Unfortunately, Jennifer's foundation was already set, making it hard to turn back.

Li Mochen even somewhat regretted letting Jennifer usurp Ron Edmund's power.

Now, she still had the possibility to change her foundation, but it would take many years. Given Jennifer's personality, she would likely not give up this readily available divine power.

Moreover, in terms of power level, 'energy' itself was a broad path with infinite potential.

So after a moment of regret, Li Mochen shook his head and turned to Robespierre: "Mr. Robespierre, you seem to be in a bad mood, very displeased, aren't you?"

"What do you think? You should have killed him."

Robespierre shot Li Mochen a glare, then deflated: "Forget it! I know this is best for Jennifer."

Then, with a desolate expression, he opened a magic portal beside him. But just as he was about to leave, Li Mochen called out: "Aren't you taking Jennifer with you?"

Robespierre looked back in confusion, and Li Mochen pointed toward Jennifer: "I'm sorry, but I'll have to trouble you to look after my sister for a while. In the coming period, both Conshuli and I won't have much time to care for her. Also, if possible, could you please teach her some magical knowledge after she wakes up? I believe this student won't disgrace you. Similarly, I don't have time to teach her how to manage her own power."

"Are you serious?"

Robespierre was stunned, asking incredulously, then a smile of joy appeared: "Rest assured, young Mr. Willtenstein. Within five years, I will teach her how to be a qualified god and magus."

After Robespierre left with the unconscious Jennifer, Conshuli appeared beside Li Mochen.

"Are you ready to go to the Old Continent now?"

At this moment, 'Supreme Edict' Yvonne Mattiola and his eighteen-layer magic tower 'Supreme Codex' were under surveillance by two ancient dragons, the Void Night Monarch, the 'God of Strategy,' and the 'Mind Master.'

The lich magus had simply chosen to surrender, handing over his phylactery.

Liches had weak emotions, and even demilich liches didn't improve much. All actions were based on preset logic and interests. The bloodline and glory of the Adams family were not things a lich couldn't give up. For them, existence itself was the most important, core interest.

Conshuli no longer needed to worry too much; he was more concerned about Li Mochen.

"The timing is still too early."

"It is a bit early."

Li Mochen admitted frankly: "But our enemies won't wait, won't wait for us to be fully prepared. Conshuli, are you sure they really have no way to deal with the 'Blood Crown'?"

Seeing Conshuli silent, Li Mochen raised his hand, and the 'Mandala Bracelet' glittered on his wrist.

"Fate is favoring me, Conshuli! So, if heaven gives it, not taking it brings calamity; when the time comes, not acting brings disaster!"

In today's battle, he had never used the power of this bracelet, as there was no need. The Sky Scepter was enough to handle these opponents.

But if the enemy were the Medici family or the Radiant Church, then this powerful mythical artifact would provide him with the greatest assistance.

Just then, a portal opened beside him. It was Li Mochen's secondary body, who silently took off artifacts such as the 'Scarlet Dragon Armor' and the 'Ring of Strength' and tossed them to Li Mochen's main body.

The latter put them on and directly stepped through the void, leaving only his voice behind.

"I'm off, old man. I trust you can handle the aftermath here."

By the time these words fell, he was already thousands of kilometers away. He did not bring his magic tower, partly because it would take too much time, and partly because this ten-story magic tower would easily become a burden and a weakness once the battle at that level commenced.

About fifteen minutes later, he stood outside the Teutonic National Museum. Here, Li Mochen glanced indifferently at the sky, where tens of thousands of angels with white wings hovered above the museum.

Before Li Mochen stood the 'Miracle Angel,' Wei Ma Medici, the current cardinal of the Radiant Church.