Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom - Chapter 197

Chapter 197: The Truth Behind The Mist
After much deliberation, Enzo made a decision.

He was completely unfamiliar with this Misty World, and continuing to hide it could lead to potential flaws, making any explanations much more complicated.

Therefore, Enzo spoke frankly and recounted what had happened previously.

The others seemed to have anticipated this.

However, Xavior was extremely excited and asked Enzo, “Are you saying that you had already mastered how to wield Primal Power before entering this Misty World?”

Enzo, puzzled, asked, “What is Primal Power?”

Xavior explained, “After entering the supernatural realm, we can use supernatural powers to achieve various goals. But a new question arises: is this supernatural power really yours?”

“The answer is no.”

“The so-called path of the supernatural is not actually about controlling supernatural power.”

“Essentially, we are just parasites in the world, and the supernatural powers we possess are also a gift from the world. These supernatural abilities are similar to the totems in inheritance. Only with the existence of totems is it possible to obtain inheritance.”

Enzo had never encountered such a theory before.

On reflection, it did make sense.

But there was one exception—none of it applied to him.

The Ring of the World, initially formed by the fusion of Beasts Totem and Tree of Life totems, was a completely new totem. It later absorbed the Endless Fire totem and spatial elemental powers, creating a totem that had never existed before.

Moreover, his power seemed to come more from himself.

However, Enzo did not mention these details and listened quietly to Xavior.

“…In my research, a true supernatural being should be able to exist independently of the world. Furthermore, I am certain that before I began my research, someone had already mastered Primal Power.”

Xavior was absolutely certain of this.

A member of the team asked, “Mr. Xavior, why are you so certain?”

Xavior smiled and said, “Because in the outside world, there are beings who have become deities. These deities can exist independently of the world. Among the most perplexing aspects of how to become a deity is finding one’s own path to the supernatural. I originally thought it meant understanding some form of supernatural elemental power until fully mastering it, but after entering this Misty World, I realized it is about mastering the Primal Power of the elements!”

“Primal Power is born from within supernatural beings and cannot be taken away. ”

“It is a higher order that transcends the rules of the world. It comes from the stars or from entities far beyond our imagination!”

Xavior’s words left everyone in shock.

They were all immersed in confusion about the unknown and the vastness of the starry sky.

Until Xavior’s wife, Sandra, complained, “Xavior, you’re promoting your strange theories again. I should never have left the tribe with you. I wonder how Per is doing now?”

Per?

Isn’t that his student?

Enzo’s mind stirred. He moved closer to Xavior and quietly asked, “Mr. Xavior, Mrs. Sandra, are you members of the Qaidam Lake Purple Agate Tribe?”

Xavior and Sandra exchanged glances, both clearly shocked.

Sandra hurriedly asked, “How did you know about that?”

Enzo explained the situation and mentioned the recent upheavals within the Purple Agate Tribe.

This filled Xavior and Sandra with deep regret and immense gratitude. They realized that if not for Enzo’s timely intervention, their daughter Per and her father, old Valencia, might have been in grave danger.

Xavior said gratefully, “Thank you so much, Mr. Enzo.”

Enzo waved his hand and replied, “No need for thanks. Per is now my student. It’s the least I could do.”

With this connection, Xavior and Sandra became very warm towards Enzo.

Especially after learning that Enzo had taught Per about Primal Power, Xavior and Sandra shared a meaningful glance, seemingly making a decision. Xavior pulled out a flat slate from his pocket, about the size of a hand, with a simple pattern etched on it.

He then whispered, “This is the Primal Power pattern representing the Moon Tide Mist.”

Enzo took the slate and, upon just a glance, felt a surge of murderous desire rising within him.

This desire was almost uncontrollable.

At that moment, Enzo’s consciousness plunged into chaos.

At the next moment,he felt as though he had crossed an immense span of time and saw an image buried beneath the ages.

It was a scene of two groups standing on a vast plain.

Enzo recognized most of the people on both sides, though a few were unfamiliar to him.

The most notable among them was Potion Master Mina.

Mina is still young, just middle-aged. He stood at the forefront of the crowd and said with a smile, “Do you think if I plant the seeds of Elven Tree in this place and wait for the ancient tree to grow, will those elves go crazy? I can feel the existence of Elven Tree, but I can’t find where it is… The thought of this scene makes me want to laugh.”

Isabel teased, “Mina, if you really do that, the more likely outcome is that the Elf King will kill you.”

At that moment, Maude stepped forward to stop the conversation.

He walked towards the leader of the opposing side.

With each step, the faces of those on the other side grew increasingly grim.

Finally, Maude stopped in front of a man with black wings and said, “Rexfit, this time, you lost.”

Immediately, someone beside Rexfit stepped forward to counter, “Lord Beast God did not lose!”

Rexfit gestured for silence and then looked at Maude, saying, “Maude, this time, I lost. You are the most talented person I’ve ever met, but even you didn’t pass the ultimate test. So, I don’t believe you are right. Perhaps neither of us is right.”

Maude sighed and said, “Maybe.”

Rexfit continued, “But in any case, we are on the same path. If you don’t mind, we could actually become friends.”

Rexfit scoffed, “Friends? Only someone like you would believe in such things! I, Rexfit, don’t need friends!”

Maude didn’t argue but shifted the topic, saying, “I can sense that disaster is imminent. It’s not just a disaster for ordinary people. It’s a disaster for us as well.”

Rexfit was silent for a moment before asking, “How long do we have?”

Maude replied, “Only a year.”

“A year should be enough.” Rexfit said quietly. As Maude and the others began to leave, Rexfit eventually spoke up, “Maude, our wager is not yet decided. I hope you don’t die before I do.”

Maude smiled but didn’t reply.

After Maude and his group left, Rexfit dismissed his own attendants.

At that time, he found himself alone in the vast expanse.

He sat quietly on the endless plain, contemplating a profoundly complex question, abstaining from food and drink for a whole year.

Then, suddenly, thunder roared from the sky.

Rexfit opened his eyes and murmured, “Has the disaster finally arrived?”

In the next moment, his form grew enormous, resembling a colossal mountain, and the black wings on his back blotted out the sun. He looked up at the thunderstorm with no fear.

But then, he felt a sharp pain.

A terrifying Energy-devouring Worm was clinging to his massive body, devouring energy and leaving gnawing marks on his skin.

Rexfit grimaced and said, “It’s this thing, after all.”

Facing the Energy-devouring Worm, Rexfit seemed helpless. This creature was immune to any elemental energy attacks and could continuously consume energy, growing rapidly. Even if he killed some, more would appear.

The scene from the Tree of Life was replaying on Rexfit.

Yet, he seemed to have anticipated this.

He cut his palm, allowing blood to drip, and then moved across the world.

The blood that fell to the ground formed a unique pattern. When Rexfit finally stopped, these blood traces connected to create a simple but intensely bloodthirsty design.

This was the Blood Element Pattern.

Seeing this, Enzo had a complete understanding and realized he had grasped this Blood Element Pattern.

However, the scene continued.

Under the erosion of the Energy-devouring Worm, Rexfit eventually could not hold on and his massive form collapsed.

Over the long years, many others entered this world again. They were assimilated by Rexfit’s blood, gaining great power but transforming into hideous monsters.

Another part of the people was controlled by the desire for slaughter.

This part lived in the mists, and as the spatial fluctuations between this world and the outside world aligned, the two spaces overlapped, resulting in Moon Tide. Those who were caught in the mists were left in the Misty World after Moon Tide disappeared.

And all of this was the origin of Moon Tide.

In addition, it was also the reason for the appearance of Crimson Lake and Blood Shadow Canyon.

This place was the tomb of Beast God Rexfit.

…

By the campfire, Enzo came to his senses.

Xavior asked with concern, “Enzo, are you alright?”

Enzo shook his head, suppressing his inner shock, and then asked, “Mr. Xavior, have you found a way to leave the Misty World?”