In the northwestern part of the continent, the Oran Empire, due to its remote location, has not yet been touched by the forces of the Holy Spirit City.
At this moment, at the entrance of a primary magic academy in a certain city.
"Bryce, having repeated three years and failed to gain any favor from the magical elements, is confirmed to have no magical talent and is hereby expelled from school."
A thin, frail boy clutched his expulsion certificate tightly, his face flushed as he stared at the closed door.
His lips moved listlessly, but ultimately no sound came out.
He didn't even dare to utter that classic quote from the biographical novel.
The academy's dean is a great mage; if he were to overhear this, a single fireball would be enough to send him to his grave.
With a long sigh, Bryce slunk back to a grand house.
This was obtained by him after he accidentally killed a minor nobleman from out of town and impersonated him, and it also included an admission permit to a junior magic academy.
"It's a pity that without talent, it's all for nothing." Bryce pondered quietly where to go next.
Just then, a voice rang out.
Do you want to master the power of magic? Do you want to become a true powerhouse?
"who!"
The boy suddenly looked up, glanced around, and his face showed fear.
"I am the Holy Light Mage Cultivation System. I am dedicated to finding one-in-a-million magical geniuses."
A gentle burst of holy light condensed from the void.
"A magical genius, one in a million? Me?"
Bryce even forgot his fear and couldn't help but say.
"It's been three whole years, and I still haven't even reached the level of a novice mage!"
"No, you're just using the wrong method."
"Did you use the wrong method?"
"That's right. Once you load this system, you will be able to master the power of magic and become a true powerhouse."
"Please select whether to load this system."
"Note that if you choose no, you will forever lose the opportunity to become a magician."
Bryce swallowed hard, feeling the genuine, gentle power of the holy light, and thought of the disdainful looks from the academy and his classmates.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "Loading!"
"Ding! Loading successful. You have received a newbie gift - a supreme cultivation secret technique of the Holy Light system. Do you wish to collect it now?"
Supreme cultivation secret technique!
Bryce's eyes suddenly lit up as he recalled scenes from certain biographical novels.
Could it be that our luck has finally turned around?
He rubbed his hands together excitedly: "Extract."
A tiny channel of holy light appeared, and a printed book without any magical fluctuations fell down.
Mass production version of the Holy Scripture.
Bryce took it in surprise and opened the holy book.
"The Holy Lord created all things..."
"The Holy Lord is omnipotent..."
What is this thing?!
"Wait, God of Magic System, what about the supreme cultivation secret technique of the Holy Light system you mentioned?"
"The holy book in your hands is the only shortcut to becoming a god of the Holy Light system."
"This is clearly..."
Before Brian could ask another question, a cold voice rang out:
"The main quest is now being released."
"Please recite the holy text more than 100 times within ten days and begin to feel the power of the holy light."
"Completion Rewards: 1 Teleport Stone to Northland, 1 Complete Set of Holy Examination Materials"
"Mission failed: Annihilation."
"ah?!"
......
Meanwhile, on the other side of the continent, in a mountain range stretching for thousands of miles.
A young man dressed in tattered clothes is leading an undead army to attack a mountain stronghold that makes a living by plundering.
On one side are the most ordinary skeleton warriors.
On one side was a rabble whose combat strength was below bronze level.
The two sides fought fiercely, but soon, as the bandits left behind corpses, the necromancer's advantage became apparent.
The young man took out a wooden staff and chanted from afar:
"With the permission of the Undead Emperor, I hereby invoke the power of the dead! Fallen bodies of the vanished, rise and fight for me!"
The dead bandits instantly transformed into new undead, brandishing their swords at their companions.
Half an hour later, the fighting subsided.
The young man glanced excitedly at the panel in his mind.
Daily task: Kill 1687 wicked bandits (completed).
"Necromancer System, submit quest."
"Mission complete, you have gained 16 Death Points."
"I've finally saved enough!"
The young man's face lit up with joy, and he said without hesitation, "I want to exchange for the Grim Reaper's cloak!"
"Exchange complete, 100 death points deducted."
A jet-black cloak suddenly appeared, with a line of hidden text printed in an unseen corner on its inner side:
Products manufactured on the assembly line at the Beierlante COS factory.
The young man couldn't wait to put on the cloak, took out a magic mirror and examined himself repeatedly, revealing a satisfied smile. He finally looked like a qualified necromancer.
Just two weeks ago, he was an ordinary vagrant in a vassal state of the Necromancer Empire.
He carried a dream, sold all his possessions, and went to the Necromancer Empire to seek apprenticeship.
Upon arrival, they discovered that the place had suffered some kind of natural disaster, leaving only ruins and deep pits.
Just when all hope seemed lost, something claiming to be the Necromancer God System suddenly appeared.
He claimed to be able to grant him necromancy.
Having read numerous biographical novels since childhood, he immediately realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and accepted it without hesitation.
With the system's help, he reached the level of a novice mage in just half a month.
However, this is far from enough.
The young man looked into the system shop, where he could exchange death points for powerful skeleton mages, abominations, and even the legendary bone dragon!
"Issue the next task, system."
"Ding! Main quest issued: The Road to Pilgrimage."
"You must travel alone across a vast distance to the legendary city of the Holy Spirit, the origin of the undead."
"During this period, the system will mark the enemies that you must eliminate. You will receive 0.01 death points for each target you kill."
"Once you have grasped the true meaning of the Laws of the Dead through long and arduous training and slaughter—that is, to wholeheartedly believe in the Lord of the Dead—you will be able to complete the mission."
"Quest Reward: The chance to enter the Howling Abyss and become an undead demigod."
"Punishment for failure: Annihilation."
......
Holy Spirit City.
"So that's what this skill means."
Jiang Yan felt more and more faith emerging from all over the mainland.
The number of sources of death has also skyrocketed thanks to the efforts of countless selfless individuals.
Whether it's a remote island or a desolate mountain, nothing can escape the reach of divine magic.
It will choose to load either Holy Light or Undead sequences based on the different needs of the target and issue different tasks.
Although the punishment may seem extreme, as long as you are willing to follow the guidance of the mission and pay a little bit of faith, you can gradually become stronger.
Those who perform well may even have the opportunity to enter the Howling Abyss and the Hall of Paladin Glory to further their studies and become gods.
In this world where strength reigns supreme, it is undoubtedly a worthwhile deal.
With this divine art, and in conjunction with the missionaries and the inquisition, the unification of faith across the newbie continent is just around the corner.
Even in the future, when conquering other planes, this divine art can be used to quickly gather faith.
"You can now focus on preparing other things."
Jiang Yan felt relieved and turned his gaze to the notification that had just come from the interface panel.
"The sixteenth Abyss Trial is about to begin."
"Because your strength far exceeds the limits of the current plane, you will be separated from this plane and selected into the Pioneer Group alone. Please be fully prepared."
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