Chapter 327 Legendary Mechanisms and Ultimate Numerical Values
Creekwood Ridge, Council Chamber.
The fireplace crackled softly as pine burned, its warmth dispelling the chill of a desolate morning.
In his black cat form, Garus lazily curled up on the cushions of a high-backed chair, his vertical pupils half-closed, the tip of his tail tapping lightly.
"Thanks to the promulgation and strict enforcement of the many rules and laws you have set, the overall operation of Ximu Territory is currently stable and orderly."
Across from him, Xia Er reported on the overall situation of the territory: "Adventurers and large merchant groups come and go in an endless stream, and the number of intelligent beings choosing to settle or reside here long-term is also steadily increasing."
"Although deep-rooted discrimination and prejudice still exist between different races, as well as some unavoidable friction and conflict, all contradictions are currently within a controllable range, and the overall situation is stable."
Having covered these general points...
Charles paused briefly to organize his thoughts, then continued, "However, beneath the surface of this calm, some noteworthy anomalies have indeed occurred."
"For example, the swamps in the southern part of Riverwood."
“That area has always been a paradise for wetland creatures, and the ecosystem has its own balance.”
"Several years ago, the behavior of creatures in the swamp suddenly became extremely abnormal and violent."
"Large numbers of creatures began to flee the swamp area in panic, spreading outwards, and at one point even formed a small-scale beast tide that impacted the southern defenses of Riverwood."
"After successfully repelling and defusing several beast tides, I personally led an elite team into the depths of the swamp to investigate. We eventually discovered that a group of swamp frogmen who worshipped an evil god were performing a bloody sacrifice with living creatures, holding an evil ritual, and successfully summoning a demon from a lower plane."
Charles's tone became somewhat serious.
"I engaged in a fierce battle with the demon. At first, it was indeed difficult to hold my own, but fortunately, I managed to break through in the middle of the battle and improve my strength. In the end, I was able to kill it. The elites who accompanied me also took the opportunity to clean up and annihilate the group of corrupt frogmen."
Demons—this is a broad and dangerous term.
It could be a demon from the lower realms, a devil from the nine hells, or even an incarnation or offspring of some fallen deity.
After listening to Ciel's account, Garus fell into a brief silence.
Breakthrough in the face of battle... This kind of plot, which seems to exist only in the heroic epics sung by bards or in cheap chivalric novels, actually happened to him, the Lord of Flowers, which is enough to prove that his potential is unfathomable.
As for dragons, which are long-lived species, the concept of breaking through in battle is completely foreign to them.
The growth of dragons' power depends more on the accumulation of time and dormant evolution.
However, Galos was not envious of this.
The arduous training and refinement he underwent, and the accumulation and refinement he made day after day, are the true sources of his strength.
If one day he encounters a formidable enemy and achieves a breakthrough in battle, it will not be merely luck, but rather the inevitable result of long-term efforts, as his accumulated efforts have finally reached the critical point that triggers a qualitative change.
"continue."
Galus instinctively raised one of its front paws, extended its pink tongue with barbs, and slowly began to groom the fur on it.
He discovered that after using Transfiguration, he would unconsciously want to do things that conformed to the habits of his current race.
Ciel himself is a person who loves small animals.
He couldn't help but glance at the muscular, peculiarly-looking black cat beside him, struggling to suppress any potentially disrespectful thoughts, and quietly lowered his slightly raised arm.
"About two years ago, a series of miners mysteriously disappeared from an open mine in eastern Riverwood Territory."
"As time went on, the number of missing persons did not decrease, but gradually increased, and even some of the golems responsible for mining were damaged."
“I personally went deep into the bottom of the mine to investigate and found that it was an extremely powerful earth behemoth that had mutated for unknown reasons. It regarded the entire mine tunnel system as its new territory, and was extremely exclusive and completely impossible to communicate with.”
Charles continued.
"So, after a not-so-easy battle, I finally killed it and completely eliminated this threat."
After listening to the description of the mine, Galos seemed to be deep in thought.
The mine is rumored to contain legendary items. With his current level of strength, he might be qualified to explore the underground ruins beneath the abandoned mine.
"However, if the rumors are true, that legendary item could lead to the destruction of a city, and it is likely extremely dangerous."
"To be on the safe side, let's send down a sufficiently powerful retinue to explore first."
Galos was making plans in his mind.
Charles then continued his report.
He then listed seven or eight unusual incidents he had handled in recent years, all of which he had resolved properly.
However, judging from the timeline of these events, their frequency is clearly increasing, which undoubtedly confirms the trend that the Sel Wilderness is becoming increasingly chaotic and dangerous.
Furthermore, although Charles maintained a calm and objective tone throughout, Galos still managed to pick up on the underlying meaning in his words.
This flower lord seems to be emphasizing the great contributions he has made to the territory.
"You did a great job."
Galos's deep voice interrupted Charles's continued statement.
In his black cat form, he raised his head, his vertical pupils staring directly at Ciel, as if he could see through appearances and understand people's hearts.
"As lord, you have been dutiful and have made outstanding contributions."
Galos said, "Then tell me, what reward do you desire?"
Realizing that her little scheme seemed to have been seen through, the Flower Lord gave a slightly embarrassed smile.
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I found my true love in Riverwood."
"However, she is not human, but a beautiful and wise snake woman, Beverly."
Garros already knew about this from Iron Dragon Sorog and the Serpent Sword Saint. He nodded slightly at the huge cat head, signaling them to continue and not beat around the bush.
With the lord's tacit approval, Charles breathed a sigh of relief, a sweet smile appearing on his lips.
"After becoming partners, our relationship has always been very harmonious and we are soulmates."
"Most importantly, our love for each other has not diminished with the passage of time; on the contrary, like fine wine aged in a cellar, it has become more mellow and intense."
"She liked to be in the moonlit garden, using her supple body..."
“Stop!” Galos interrupted him again: “Get to the point, I’m not interested in the details of your love story.”
"Sorry, sorry," Charles quickly stopped talking.
He said, "I can't help but want to share this interracial romance with others. But to get back to the point, the only problem between Beverly and me right now is that we still can't have a child of our own."
"As you know, neither humans nor snake people have the same powerful reproductive advantage as dragons, which are almost unrestricted by race."
"We desperately want to have a biological child who shares the blood of both of us."
"But according to all known records and cases, the probability of such interracial unions successfully producing offspring is extremely low."
After pausing for a few seconds, Charles lowered his voice.
"I stumbled upon an ancient and rare alchemical recipe, one of the main ingredients of which is dragon's blood."
"It is said that the spirit brewed with this recipe can not only greatly enhance the effects in that area, but also has a small chance of helping to overcome stubborn reproductive barriers, allowing different species to have the opportunity to produce healthy offspring."
Galos turned his enormous cat head to the side, focusing his gaze on Ciel's face.
"So, you want my blood?"
His voice remained calm, but he slightly adjusted his squatting posture, and the exaggerated muscle lines around his body seemed to tighten even more.
"Yes, but you must use the sword in your hand to take it yourself."
The large black cat, resembling a muscular tyrant, bared its teeth slightly, its gaze turning dangerous.
No! You've completely misunderstood!
Charles quickly explained, "It's not that I absolutely need your blood; the blood of any true dragon can be used as a raw material! I just want to ask for your permission first, to allow me to try to collect some dragon blood, regardless of which member it comes from."
Galos relaxed slightly and nodded.
"In that case, you can take out enough gold coins, gems or other equivalents to exchange for some dragon blood with other members of the dragon pack. I think they will be happy to make this deal."
In times of weakness or poverty, it was common for dragons to sell shed scales, small amounts of blood, or even a few old teeth to quickly accumulate wealth.
This is not a disgrace for dragons; rather, it is a rational use of resources and a way to quickly accumulate wealth.
After receiving Garros's approval, a relieved smile immediately appeared on Charles's face.
"Thank you so much for your understanding and permission."
Having resolved this personal matter, Charles quickly regained his composure as a lord.
Immediately afterwards, the ease on his face faded, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity and seriousness.
"Besides the things I've already dealt with, there's one more thing I haven't had a chance to tell you when I was reporting the main events earlier."
"About a year ago, while you were still asleep, Riverwood brought in an unusual female missionary."
"She called herself Alya, with the title 'Messenger of Good Fortune,' and claimed to serve the goddess of luck, who controls good fortune and opportunity in the world."
"That lady, Aria, was elegant in manner and gentle in speech. She openly proclaimed the doctrines of the Church of Good Fortune in the squares and taverns of Riverwood, advocating following the guidance of fate and seizing the blessings of good fortune."
"At the same time, she did not preach empty words. She provided passing adventurers and merchant groups with potions that could quickly restore their physical strength, as well as some weak blessings that were said to bring short-term good luck, in order to attract people's attention and goodwill, with the intention of developing believers in Riverwood Territory."
"When I learned about the situation, I found her immediately and clearly told her that any form of unofficial missionary activity was prohibited in this area. After that, she did not linger and left and disappeared quickly."
As the territory prospered, it inevitably attracted the attention of religious organizations who sought to proselytize there.
This seems to be just a fairly ordinary little incident.
However, when he got to this point, Charles's expression became even more serious.
"The key problem is that when I faced that missionary in person, I was completely unable to see through her."
"Not only could I not sense her life level, but I couldn't even feel the slightest bit of special energy fluctuations or extraordinary qualities in her. She stood there, just like a pure, ordinary mortal without any power."
"This means that either she is really just a powerless mortal, or... her level of strength is far beyond my perception limit."
"Considering that when she left, I secretly followed her for a distance out of caution, but inexplicably lost all traces of her, the second possibility is undoubtedly much greater."
Upon hearing Charles's description, Garus's eyes narrowed slightly, his vertical pupils turning into two cold, thin lines.
His previously somewhat casual demeanor vanished instantly. Although his entire body still maintained the form of a cat, he naturally exuded a solemn, powerful, and majestic aura.
It was something that could completely baffle a battle-hardened, level 19 human powerhouse like Charles, with his keen senses.
This most likely means that the other party is a powerful figure who has stepped into the legendary realm! A person suspected to be at the bishop level.
It's no wonder that Ciel treated it with such caution.
Beneath the surface of legend, all are but mortals!
Between ordinary things and legendary lives, there exists an almost insurmountable chasm, a sublimation and transformation of the essence of life.
To give the most intuitive example:
Even among legendary beings, legendary dragons, with their racial talents and powerful physiques, still hold a significant advantage over legendary humans.
But what if a dragon at the peak of level 20, just one step away from becoming a legend, faces a legendary human powerhouse who has truly reached level 21?
If the two were to fight, the dragon's chances of winning would be extremely slim, almost nonexistent.
Even the proud dragon has a warning recorded in its ancient knowledge.
The sharp teeth and claws of mortals cannot touch the body of a legend; only another legend can defeat a legend.
The power of a legend lies not only in the leapfrog improvement of basic attributes such as strength, speed, and reaction.
Its true terror lies in the unique ability—the domain—that it creates based on a profound understanding of the rules of the world!
When an existence advances to the Legendary rank.
He will create a "domain" that belongs only to him, capable of partially rewriting the rules of reality, based on his core understanding, unique will, and lifelong experience and path.
Within this domain, certain fundamental laws governing matter will be drastically altered.
For example: to reverse spatial orientation, turning left into right and up into down; to make an ordinary stone harder than refined gold; to give a rusty iron sword the sharpness to cut through anything within its domain; it can even make flames cold and ice scorching hot.
The most common concept in this field, which has almost become a standard feature of legends, is absolute defense.
Unless countered by other legendary domains or forces, or the intensity of the attack exceeds the conceptual limit that the legendary domain can bear, or the legendary powerhouse's own energy is completely exhausted.
Otherwise, within this realm, the legendary is truly indestructible! They are virtually invincible against any attack below the legendary level!
In short, anything that becomes legendary will possess a powerful mechanism.
Unless certain stats are so incredibly powerful that they can break the game's mechanics, ordinary creatures have no chance of winning against legendary opponents.
Of course, the legendary realm has a limited range, and continuing to expand it will consume a huge amount of energy.
Therefore, the legendary figure is not invincible in the true sense.
Even so, when facing beings below the Legendary level, regardless of their race, the Legendary can still be considered almost invincible.
"There's no need to be too nervous."
"As an apostle of a god, the other party may possess some kind of high-level divine magic that can completely resist external detection, or possess related powerful artifacts."
Galos's pupils slowly dilated as he analyzed another possibility.
"Since this 'Good Fortune Messenger' has already left Riverwood Territory on her own initiative, let's not delve into it further until we see any further developments. If she comes back again, or if you make any new discoveries, you must inform me immediately."
His expression returned to calm, but inwardly he was on high alert.
The wilderness of Sel now resembles a cauldron about to boil over, with all sorts of hidden monsters and demons seemingly beginning to emerge.
“I have become stronger than before I fell asleep… but the levels I come into contact with and the potential opponents I face are also constantly increasing, so I cannot relax in the slightest and must always remain vigilant.”
Galos silently admonished himself.
Just then, Charles seemed to sense something and quickly took out a communication stone from his pocket that was vibrating slightly and emitting a magical aura.
He held it close to his ear, and immediately heard the tense voice of a sentry captain.
"My lord! Urgent military intelligence!"
"A large number of undead creatures have been discovered gathering at the Third Outpost in the East! The number is extremely large! Moreover, at least three different types of high-level undead have been observed among them, and their direction seems to be towards Riverwood Territory!"
P.S.: I was so engrossed in watching the military parade videos today that I lost track of time. I'm taking a little break now. I'll try to finish writing the battle scenes in one go tomorrow. And by the way, please vote for me!
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