The Arcane God - Chapter 23

Chapter 23: The Journal of a Divine Archmage

Because the dragonstone was quite large, Oscar had to put it on the ground beside the stone table, and said at the same time. “Remna, there are two booklets here, let me take them out to see.”

[Go ahead]

There was nothing extraordinary about the booklets, they were just the kind of journals or memoirs which could be seen everywhere. On the covers of one of the two books, was the caption “A Gift to The Fated”, and the other was labeled “Secrets of Light Magic.”

Oscar opened the first book, only to see the first page read.

“Whoever sees this book is the destined soul.”

Oscar blinked his eyes amazement and continued reading on.

Starting from the second page, there were some notes written by the person who left the book:

“I am Auren, the Divine Archmage of the Kingdom of Enders. I’m a light mage, and a good one at that.

One day, a dragonstone suddenly appeared in the kingdom, and I was extremely happy. It wasn’t just any dragonstone, but that of a golden dragon.

Back then, I was a high mage. I originally wanted to break through the high mage level with the power of the dragonstone and reach the-level of Archmage.

But somehow, this matter became known to the Dragon Clan, which caused a great chaos and disaster.

The Dragon Clan had never allowed the Dragonstone to be seen outside their clan since ancient times, and this time was no exception.

Within a few days, the dragons led a large number of dreads to attack, killing countless warriors and innocent people. More than forty members of my family died in the hands of the dreads.

I was lucky enough to escape and stumbled into this hole. Seeing the legendary sacred tree, I stayed here to concentrate on harnessing Ether, waiting for my time to seek revenge.

The Sacred tree has long been extinct in legends.

I think it was because the sky will never change its appearance, so I was fortunate to find this tree here.

I believe the Sacred tree was born by obtaining the essence of Ether. Its roots can reach hundreds of kilometers underground, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth hidden in the ground.

Every morning during the twilight, the Sacred tree would release its energy once, and the refiner would absorb this essence.

Although it was for only one hour a day, it is worth the value of self-refinement for half a month. The lower the power base, the faster the advancement rate.

There were also luminous bugs around the sacred tree. After my research, they’re a variant of the celestial worm, which I call “skyworm”.

Because of the mutation, these worms do not spin silk which can be used to craft other items, but I discovered that when a defensive item is soaked in the fluid, it’s power can be improved to the limit.

When I also discovered that eating these silkworms could enhance my physique, I began to consume them daily.

Don’t forget, I was seriously injured and tried to eat silkworms at the edge of my mortality, but I found that eating raw silkworms could not only increase the level of my essence, but also change my physique.

However, this worm cannot be overate. Depending on the conveyance level of each person, one can safely eat one every three days.

With this unique place, the Dragonstone had lost its previous value to me. Therefore, I did not use the effusion of the Dragonstone.

I worked hard to harness the essence of Ether in this cave for a year, and I became an archmage. But I didn’t go out. After a year of observation, I realized that the appearance of the dragonstone was a bit strange.

At that time, my country was at war with Stalia. Edalf, the divine warlock of Stalia had already attacked my people several times already, but he kept coming back. I suspected that the acquiring the dragonstone was him aim. So arousing the anger of the dragons were his plans.

For more than a year of me being here not able to protect my kingdom meant Lamarr must have already invaded my nation. With my conveyance being at the early stage of the Archmage, it would be a bit difficult to take revenge.

So, I kept developing my powers inside this cave.

Before I knew it, one hundred years had passed. My powerbase had also shifted from electrum mage to the level of a divine Archmage.”

Seeing this, The guardian sighed helplessly. It only took this mage a little more than a hundred years to advance from the low-level mage to the top level of a mage class? That was incredibly fast.

He recalled that the Archmage he was guiding before had been harnessing the power of Ether for thousands of years to reach the divine level. The guardian looked at the essence of Ether that permeated the air of the cave endlessly, and was filled with emotion.

Maybe there was hope for this child.

Meanwhile, Oscar continued reading the journal:

At this time, there were only more than a hundred skyworms in the cave that haven’t been eaten by me. If I continue eating them, I’m afraid this bugs will become extinct at this rate. Moreover, I know it’s time for me to take revenge.

It has been more than a hundred years, and I didn’t know what the world had become, whether that hateful Lamarr has also reached the threshold of divinity. I do not have the absolute certainty of defeating my enemy, I was afraid that my conveyance would be for nothing from now on.

So I leave the Light Magic that I have acquired in my lifetime here in this book, and pass it on to the one who is destined to acquire it.

At the same time, I also keep the dragonstone that brought the of annihilation of my people. It must be kept safely, and not to let the dragons or other dreads know about it, otherwise there would be endless troubles for you and your people.

This light magic staff is a treasure that had followed me all my life. It could increase the caster’s attack and defense power by a great margin, suitable for water mages. But with my current level, it is useless to me, so I leave it as a souvenir for the one who is destined to have it.

Month of the Rising Moon, year three hundred of the Mocking Gods.”

“Year three hundred of the Mocking Gods? Fifty thousand years ago?” Oscar exclaimed: No wonder the Archmage mentioned two kingdoms in his journal.

As far as he knew, the unification of all human races under one rulership had exceeded fifty thousand years. The historical revords of fifty thousand years ago was probably inscribed in some memory orbs, but as far as he knew, they no longer existed.

The guardian was even more surprised than Oscar when he saw this. [Incredible. No wonder this name looks so familiar. I finally remembered it, child]

Oscar was startled and couldn’t help asking. “Do you know him?”

[Silly child, do you think I’ve lived for more than fifty thousand years? No, I didn’t know him personally, but he was the mighty mage who unified the various races of mankind, many years ago]