Mystical Journey
chapter-510

He chose the Light God’s Origin as his second.

He spent at least an hour absorbing it, and another two hours waiting for the addition symbol to finish blinking.

The third origin from the War God’s Origin was not effective at all. Garen didn’t feel anything after absorbing it, neither did the red symbol rotate or the addition symbol appear.

He could sense that the effect of the origin could only push him this far.

Techniques to increase the soul’s limit were very rare. He had transplanted the Dragon’s Heart and was barely able to remove the will of the Nine-Headed Hydra. In addition, he wasn’t sure if there were any hidden side effects from the transplant. Since he had too little knowledge regarding the soul, Garen wasn’t sure if he had completely eliminated all the side effects, and he could only deal with it if and when it appeared.

As he finished absorbing the third Origin, Garen looked at the blinking addition symbol disappearing, and looked at his potential points.

‘Strength 14. Agility 10. Vitality 10. Intelligence 10. Potential 16744%. Possess the qualifications of a Luminarist.’

He had obtained 167 points worth of potential from the deaths of all the creatures and the Black Knights. The points he had amassed from before were spent dry in the fight against the Cthulhu King.

"Let’s see how much higher it goes."

The more attribute points he had, the more points he needed to increase it further.

At the very beginning, he only required 1 potential point to increase 0.1 points of any attribute. Once his attributes reached 5 points, it would require 20.

Now he was at 10 points. If he wanted to add more…

Garen skimmed through all of his attributes. Although his intuition told him that the attributes could be increased further, he was still uncertain. This wasn’t just an issue of increasing his attributes, though. This would also provide evidence for his hypothesis.

Ultimately, he set his sights onto vitality.

He was in decent shape in terms of strength and speed, as the Nine-Headed Hydra had boosted his strength. His current weakness was his defense; his skin’s defense wasn’t up to par.

A large chunk of his flesh was disintegrated the moment the Cthulhu King’s red beam grazed him. If not for the fact that potential points could act as a supplement to his Nine-life Talent, he would have died a long time ago when going against Cthulhu King.

Vitality was directly related to his defense and resistance. This had already been proven in the Secret Technique world.

The only caveat was that, even though his vitality was only at 10 points, his body’s characteristics had transcended into another level from the enhancements from his Secret Techniques. He couldn’t be sure how many potential points he needed to increase them.

Garen stared at Vitality for three full seconds.

In an instant, ping!

A soft ring came out, and a full hundred potential points were deducted.

His Vitality, which originally sat at 10 points, had gradually increased to 11.

Garen could still feel that there was more space for his body to be enhanced further. With one point’s increase in Vitality, a warm feeling entered his body, into his muscles, before finally being absorbed by them and returning to their original, uneventful state. Garen could only feel that his body was slightly fuller, buffer, but that was it.

"One hundred potential points.. All for a single point of Vitality.." Garen was rather unhappy. This meant that in one or two years, even he were to kill countless totems and nest leaders, he wouldn’t be able to go against a Form Five. There just weren’t enough elites for him to kill. There were. In fact, countless creatures roaming about, but no one could know how many potential points he would require to bump his attributes further up.

Perhaps it would require two hundred potential points to increase another attribute point. Perhaps it was three hundred, or even a thousand points.

According to Garen’s hypothesis, he would require every attribute to be at 30 points to go up against a peak Form Five. To grow to that point, he might really need an unfathomable amount of potential points.

Furthermore, he had to work around the limits of his body.

"That’s too bad..." Garen sighed, and the shoved the issue with the Cthulhu’s Origin to the back of his head.

He had originally planned to immediately return to the Black Swamp Palace, as nowhere would be safe the moment Hellgate was resurrected. However, in the Ultimate Protection, he could buy some time to think of how to deal with him in the relevant safety it provided.

Although, he was genuinely tempted by the Cthulhu King’s invitation.

The Living Secret Technique was a Secret Technique that, in theory, was much stronger than the Secret Techniques that he had encountered thus far. This kind of Living Technique was something only the demon king in folklore could invent.

A Secret Technique that could grow alongside with the practitioner was complete nonsense to Garen.

If he could obtain a Living Secret Technique that was compatible with him… This was something that Garen would tempt Garen greatly.

The Cthulhu King said that he was very sure that there would be a total of three Living Secret Technique in the Ancient Ruins. One of them was an ice type, and even though it wasn’t that compatible to Garen, it was something that couldn’t be obtained elsewhere. He had no space to complain, as encountering one that he could even use was something very good.

Garen was sure that the water and poison types were the most compatible with him. Although ice was slightly incompatible, a Living Secret Technique was very rare. Hence, he planned to return to the Black Swamp Palace to settle some things, and then head towards the place to meet up with the Cthulhu King.

There was also the number one ranking nest leader, Divine God Palace Master, who decided to come to the surface to try and obtain the resource in the ancient ruins instead of fighting the Elder Parliament underground. Up until now, there was still no movement from the Elder Parliament’s elites.

This made Garen feel unease. Although the Cthulhu King hadn’t mentioned anything about it, he could feel a sense of urgency from the Cthulhu King’s words.

"I wonder what rushed him this badly? According to the original history, the Elder Parliament would cease activity once Hellgate is born. Perhaps…" Garen suddenly thought of one possible scenario.

"Perhaps the Elder Parliament had been completely annihilated underground!?"

Why was the Divine God Palace Master was in a hurry to search for a Living Secret Technique? Why would Cthulhu King place his grudge aside and invite Garen to obtain the Secret Technique? Knowing the Cthulhu King’s arrogance, he had chosen to endure and lower his head instead of fighting him to the death.

Garen started to piece the puzzle together, and an uncomfortable feeling rose up in his gut.

It was very possible that Hellgate had already come out for some time and had eliminated the Elder Parliament underground, injuring the nest leaders along the way, which then lead to the current situation.

Furthermore, the two nest leaders who suddenly came to the Eastern Continent were in a hurry to recruit the creatures here. They had even only occupied a small area of a few hundred southern countries. Based on this strange behavior, it’s very likely that Hellgate had already made his move underground, since the nest leaders wouldn’t try to recruit creatures for no reason…

The more Garen thought of it, the more likely it got. Based on this, he started to feel excited and eager to know how much stronger Hellgate had become.

He had no fear or desperation. Garen was very confident in his regeneration, even if he couldn’t fight against him. Furthermore, to challenge the peak was in the true nature of a martial artist.

He also needed to find the secret to him transmigrating to this world, and figure out the mysterious source of his gifted abilities. Perhaps he would even try chasing his most desired wish in the future.

He had to, by all means, not die in this world!

For the next few days, he sat on the lion’s back and he listened to the news from the radio, all the while directing the path for the winged lion as they flew to the Ultimate Protection in Kovitan.

The radio kept spitting news incessantly.

The Enderian King had decided to challenge the world’s strongest totem user. He had used the three of the country’s Stone Statues and half of its national treasure as the reward when held the King of Totem conference.

The location was his newly built Eternal Night Palace. As long as the last victor was able to defeat him, he would be rewarded with the wealth along with three of the strongest Stone Statues. One would be rewarded based on their ranks, even if he wasn’t ranked first.

As Garen heard this news from the radio, he immediately knew that countless of totem users who’d done the same would rush towards the Ender Kingdom.

A great calm had set on after the great war. The world was much more peaceful compared to before, after the nest leaders had recruited a great amount of high-level creatures. The individuals with power were all busy training themselves and collecting resources, so that they would be able to further develop themselves when they won. It was an opportunity that mustn’t be missed.

Even if they couldn’t obtain the number one spot, they hoped to be at least be placed in the top 100. Perhaps ninety percent of the totem users would like to think so.

Garen knew from the very start that this was a trap and ignored him. He decided to inform the core totem users in the Black Swamp Palace. It would be none of his business if they didn’t listen to him. It also served as a good opportunity to simplify the rather complicated Black Swamp Palace.

Excluding the King of Totem Conference, news regarding all types of schools kept appearing. As the Obscuro Society had dominated most of the strongest schools, the Terraflor Society had lost their battle and went into hiding in the dark. The remaining relatively large schools became the Obscuro Society’s pawns, as they went around the area to dominate the middle sized and small sized schools. Among these middle and small sized schools, the Tasura Academy, which was under teacher Emin’s management, had retreated after they obtained the news earlier. Along with Garen’s arrangement, at least half of the Tasura Academy’s members had safely avoided this storm.

As Garen arrived at the border of the Kovitan Empire. Excluding the few hidden academies, the whole of the Eastern Continent’s Tactic Academy was dominated by the Obscuro Society. Every academy on this land united and formed into one, humongous, unprecedented academy.

Hellgate seemed to be very generous towards the Terraflor Society. Ever since the death of Sisley, he promised that the Terraflor Society would not be harmed for the next century.

Garen, as one of the big four, was recognized by the Ultimate Protection, and he opened up an entrance with ease and brought these people into the Ultimate Protection.

As they were getting closer to the capital of the Kovitan Empire, the land started to become uneven and began to rise. Hills slowly appeared, and would become bigger and taller and soon they turned into full yellow mountains.

The mountains started to appear after the hills, and their colors changed from yellow, to dark green, to grey, and then to black.

Finally, the black Kingdom at the peak of the mountain cluster slowly appeared, at the peak of the highest mountain. The pitch black city looked like ancient ruins from afar.

The Kingdom had advanced a lot compared to when Garen left; black and white dots could be seen flying and landing, and the whole kingdom had split into three parts on the mountain. One could see the road was now filled with carriages pulled by cows, horses and aberrated creatures on the mountain.

The foot of the mountain was filled with farms, villages, windmills and waterwheels. The green fields rustled in the blowing wind, and the tiny figures of the farmers could faintly be seen within them. The atmosphere was one of peace.

Compared to the cruel and bloody world outside, this was many times better.

Countless of villages were spread about at the foot of the mountain, with the capital at the epicenter. Villages were already in the midst of construction in the nearby mountains, and most of the mountainsides had turned into fields. The kingdom had totally changed during the time he was absent.