He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 149: The Elves’ New Sacred Tree? The Tree of Time!
time?

"How could it be! How could it be time!!!"

At this moment, whether it was Liliais or Rock who had just mastered the staff and been promoted to the God of Magic.

Even Lacia and the others, who were already familiar with the MC world, couldn't help shaking their bodies.

His eyes were filled with horror as he stared at the staff in Kalifa's hand.

In their eyes, after Ian finished speaking, this plain staff began to emit a strange and captivating glimmer.

The power of time...

Not to mention the Rodri Continent, I'm afraid even the demons who have reached the pinnacle of the extraordinary system don't feel it at all.

Controlling space can be said to be like a god.

What about controlling time?

I'm afraid even the Seven Sins would exclaim "devil".

"How could this be! The power of time... How could the power of time be controlled by humans?!"

Lilias shook her head repeatedly, and there was even a hint of panic in her tone.

She didn't deny Ian, but...

Now as the God of Magic, she understands better than anyone what the birth of time magic means.

To put it bluntly, the magic system of the Rodri continent is about to be overturned.

Whoever controls time is qualified to control the Rodri continent.

Ian looked at Lily with a smile.

"Even the miracle of resurrection can occur, so why can't we control time?"

"The divine art of resurrection is unique to you!"

Liliais continued to shake her head.

"Time is no less powerful than the divine right of resurrection. How could this staff possibly..."

"Why haven't you considered that time is the authority of the Dawn, and now, He is willing to bestow some of the power of time on His pious child?"

At this moment, Liliais fell silent.

Ian said slowly:
"Master-level secret technique, time retention, creates a time domain centered around the caster."

"In this area, the flow of time is forcibly slowed down."

"If you possess certain ornaments, releasing Time Stasis will create a realm where time stands still."

"In the realm where time stands still, the caster is a god."

"The flow of magic, the condensation of elements, the breathing of the world... everything will stop."

"Even the Demon King cannot resist the power of time. Once trapped in the realm of time, the Demon King is nothing but a lamb to be slaughtered."

The time-stopping spell is the only trump card Ian currently feels he has to face the person behind the Seven Sins.

No matter how strong the opponent is, unless he also has the law of time, he will not be able to resist the effect of this spell.

To be honest, this spell is no longer magic.

Ian thinks it should be called power.

However, although Time Retention is powerful, the probability of it appearing is much lower than Hero Immortality.

What's more, the power of this spell can only be fully unleashed when paired with a special pocket watch.

It was difficult for Ian to say when this demanding requirement could be completed.

Besides, such a powerful spell is naturally not something that everyone can use.

To put it bluntly, it is still a pie in the sky that you can see but cannot eat, just like the immortal hero. Even if it is spawned, Ian does not intend to spread this spell.

The power of time is unstoppable, not only for the Demon King, but also for Ian.

At least until there is a countermeasure, Ian will not let anyone else possess this spell.

Recovering his thoughts, Ian smiled as he looked at the crowd who were still clearly shocked by the time spell.
"Of course, this kind of divine art is not something you can access right now. For Shuguang, the power of time is also one of its most core divine powers."

"Not everyone is qualified to touch this divine authority, so everyone should not be too ambitious."

"It will probably take a long time before I can gain access to the authority of time."

Lily Ess came back to her senses and gave Ian a complicated look.

He took a deep breath and responded.

"Yes, His Holiness the Pope is right. The staff we have now is sufficient for us to use."

Although Liliais was also extremely jealous of the power of time, she didn't want it to happen to anyone other than Ian.

Especially the elves and Kalifa.

There is no other reason, it’s just too easy to become the target of public criticism.

Even if the Dawn Cult is united, even if the elves are close.

But that’s time!

Moreover, on that staff, as long as you get it, you can use this divine power.

To be honest, if Kalifa really got it, Lilias couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't snatch it away.

The power of time is definitely a temptation that every extraordinary person cannot refuse.

In other words, this thing is really not conducive to unity.

If possible, let this spell become Ian's exclusive legend.

Rock and the others also figured this out and tacitly erased the information about time delay from their minds.

Can't think too much.

The more I think about it...

The more fragrant the staff in Kalifa's hand, the more likely it is that they will have inappropriate thoughts.

In the end, it was the clever Leal who changed the subject.

"Bishop Liliaice, have you experienced any changes since breaking through to the God of Magic?"

Hearing this, Liliaise cooperated and shifted the topic away from time.

Jiandan told Ian about the godhood that was born after breaking through the God of Magic.

Ian wasn't surprised by this.

If I'm not mistaken, there might be some divine magic brewing within the divine nature.

There's nothing to be surprised about.

Godhead...

It’s very Western fantasy!

After talking about this and that for a long time, he finally dispelled everyone's enthusiasm that had been aroused by time.

Uriel quickly handed Ian the map and whispered:

"Your Holiness, where should we go first? To kill the Naga?"

Ian didn't answer, but looked at the map.

To be fair, if it is a game, killing Naga is indeed Ian’s top priority.

Nagas will drop Naga scales, which can be used to forge Naga suits with relatively strong defense.

Based on the Sword of Swords mod, Naga can also drop the Sword of Swords Emon.

The final sublimation of Orochi Emon is still a very powerful sword, with the powerful sword skills of Hato Ryūdan.

But this is not a game after all.

The MC world has become realistic, and placing a lot of resources on the Rodri continent will produce unimaginable effects.

Based on this change… "Let's not fight the Naga yet! We need to find a tree first."

As he spoke, in full view of everyone, Ian pointed his finger at an unknown jungle not far from the Firefly Forest.

There, marked by a particularly special tree.

From the perspective of the development of the Dawn Cult on the continent of Rodri, this tree is far more important than the Naga.

With luck, saplings of this tree can be found in hollows in tall dusk oak trees.

In this way, the Dawn Cult will not only gain another miracle, but will also be able to separate the farming industry from the Dawn Cult's bone meal ripening system as much as possible.

"A tree..."

Lily Ace looked at Ian in confusion.

She didn't remember that Ian loved planting as much as the elves...

"Yes."

Ian quipped:
"Once this tree takes root in the Rodri Continent, perhaps the Ancient Tree of Life will willingly acknowledge it as its elder brother."

"The elves may also have a new sacred tree."

Liliais became more and more curious and asked:

"So, what kind of tree is it?"

Ian pondered for a moment.

"An ordinary time tree."

"?"

"Yes, it's just as you imagined. The authority of this tree is time."

As the words fell, the scene fell into deep silence again.

The enthusiasm for the power of time that had just been transferred came back again.

Feeling her heart beating more and more violently, Lilias seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Your Holiness, didn't you say that it would take a long time before we could access the power of time?"

"Authority is authority, and a tree is a tree."

……

Deep in the sea, in the abyss surrounded by endless corals.

The peace of the mermaid tribe was broken by a few shouts.

"The Second Prince has hunted down the sea monster Gorgon!"

"Come and see! The Second Prince single-handedly killed the sea monster Gorgon!"

Soon, countless mermaids emerged from the corals on all sides.

Soon the road built of reefs was blocked by water.

Under the attention of everyone, the sunny and handsome second prince of the mermaid tribe, Om.

Like a fisherman returning from a good harvest, he swam slowly and proudly, dragging a ferocious three-headed giant snake that was nearly a hundred meters long.

The giant snake's body was riddled with bloody holes, and its three terrifying heads drooped lifelessly.

The more frequent the exclamations in his ears, the slower Om walked.

The wounds left on his body by the sea demon Gorgon seemed to be medals of honor.

"As expected of His Highness the Second Prince! He can actually kill the sea monster Gorgon alone!"

"Our mermaid tribe is really going to prosper!"

Hearing such words over and over again, Om became more and more proud.

However, the subsequent discussions made Om's pride gradually fade away.

"How incredible... If I remember correctly, the Second Prince just had his coming-of-age ceremony last year, right?"

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince is the youngest person in the history of our mermaid tribe to have single-handedly killed the sea monster Gorgon, right?"

"Wrong! There's also the eldest prince! But the eldest prince killed Gorgon before his coming-of-age ceremony!"

"Yes! Yes! And the eldest prince!"

"The eldest prince has been as mature and reliable as a king since he was young, which makes us always forget that he has only just come of age..."

"No matter what, with the eldest and second princes here, our mermaid clan will have successors!"

Om didn't listen to the rest of the words.

He quickened his pace, shook off the discussions that were disturbing him, and rushed towards the palace in the center of the abyss.

His expression remained calm and proud, but his palms unconsciously exerted force and dug deep into the tail of the sea demon Gorgon.

He should be used to this kind of talk.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, no matter what he did, his outstanding older brother was always one step faster than him.

The first time of glory is always Neptune's.

The first time he single-handedly killed the sea demon Gorgon, the first time he led an army to defeat a demonic force, the first time he participated in an elders' meeting...

His eldest brother always walked ahead of everyone.

Anyone who retraces Neptune's Path of Glory will be subconsciously compared to Neptune.

and so……

The first praise from parents; the first trust from elders; the first admiration from clan members.

They are all Neptune's.

He should be used to things like this.

Can……

He was just a few years younger than Neptune, and he just died a few years later than Neptune.

Why should his efforts and sweat be just glossed over like this?

Why must the glory he possesses be overshadowed by Neptune's glory?
Why should all his achievements be written off just because of a sentence like “He is worthy of being the eldest prince’s younger brother”?
Neptune didn't owe him anything, so he didn't need Neptune to listen to his parents and take care of him.

He didn't owe Neptune anything, so he didn't want to keep being Neptune's shadow.

But why...

No matter how hard he tried or how much he suffered.

In the end, everyone will still only praise Neptune's achievements from the honors that belong to him.

At least at this moment, shouldn't the glory of killing the sea demon Gorgon alone belong to him?
He dragged the corpse of the sea monster Gorgon towards the palace. This trophy, which originally symbolized his achievement, now entangled him like a celestial shackle.

As the word "Neptune" continued to ring in his ears, the chain seemed to be strangling his neck again.

A deep and desperate feeling of suffocation followed.

Obviously!

This sea monster Gorgon was killed by him, Om!
Not Neptune!
Why, when it came to his turn, this honor became a shadow to Neptune?
"That's just the way the world is, my dear child..."

The hoarse and unpleasant sound slowly reached Om's ears.

The world suddenly became dark and frozen as the sound echoed.

The wounded sea monster Gorgon came back to life, and its three broken snake heads circled in front of Orm.

With tongue sticking out, three pairs of cold, gray vertical pupils looked down at Om teasingly.

"Creating monuments for those who have gone before us is an extension of life's inherent desire for strength."

"No matter how hard you try, the first page in the book of glory will only belong to the first person."

"My dear child, this world is so twisted and sick."

(End of this chapter)