Mythology: Ragnarok

Twenty days later

Agreed has finally recovered from his injuries. Although he is not fully healed, he can now move around normally. He heard from his teacher that Milton was the champion of this trial mission. He returned to the mentors' positions before the beast tide appeared and exchanged the magic crystals for points. As a result, he became the biggest winner this time. It can only be said that when luck comes, you can't stop it.

The trial ended abruptly after only a week, which left Agreed somewhat disappointed. He had just broken through to become a mage and was about to make a comeback to teach the other four academies a lesson when the beast tide occurred, forcing Agreed to stay in the academy and be in a long period of recuperation. The quiet life he was living now was making Agreed somewhat restless.

More importantly, during his recent training, Agreed accidentally discovered that there was a problem with his body. Just a few days ago, Agreed, who had just finished the Styx Soul Forging, suddenly discovered a fatal problem: his soul could no longer resonate with his body!

In layman's terms, his soul would involuntarily leave his body, which would appear to outsiders as him suddenly fainting. Upon discovering the problem, Agreed naturally sought help from Presidian immediately, who, after a thorough investigation, provided his diagnosis.

At that time, Presidian sat opposite Agreed and said with a solemn expression, "My dear disciple, your situation is very special. The root cause is that your soul is too powerful, as if... as if it is growing without limit. Your body cannot contain such a powerful soul, which is why this situation has occurred."

But… this shouldn’t be happening. While cultivating the Soul Gathering Technique might increase your soul strength, this is going too far. Could it be that you were born with a deficiency that’s now rebounding after cultivation? Anyway, you should stop cultivating for now. If you continue like this, something terrible will happen sooner or later.”

So Agreed had no choice but to agree to postpone his cultivation. After listening to Presidian's explanation, he quickly understood the problem: his excessive cultivation of the Styx Soul Forging Technique had made his soul too powerful to match his body. In the following days, Agreed quickly figured out a new solution: he used the Soul Gathering Technique to compress his soul and successfully re-condense his overflowing soul back into his body. At least in the last few days, he had not experienced the problem of his soul leaving his body.

However, practicing only the Soul Gathering Technique greatly reduced Agreed's cultivation speed. Therefore, for his own safety, Agreed had no choice but to start learning the compulsory course that many magicians must learn, "Soul Development." The so-called Soul Development is to continuously develop and improve the efficiency of soul utilization under the limited conditions of one's own soul. Many ancient magicians used this method to grow into powerful figures who shocked the world with their limited souls.

However, this method places too much emphasis on talent, or rather, the strength of your soul determines your upper limit from the moment you are born. At first, Agreed thought that with the Styx Soul Forging technique, he no longer needed this mortal cultivation method. However, after truly coming into contact with orthodox magician cultivation, Agreed once again gained a surprise no less than when he first came into contact with the Soul Gathering Technique.

Argreed finally realized that he had inadvertently encountered the most terrifying enemy in his life: "arrogance." The Styx Soul Forging had indeed given him unparalleled foundation and room for growth, but he was like a nouveau riche, arrogant and complacent, thinking that he did not need any other form of cultivation. But the truth was quite the opposite. Soul Gathering Technique, Styx Soul Forging, and Soul Development should actually be a complementary and inseparable whole.

"I was far too arrogant, so arrogant that I thought I knew something," Agred couldn't help but sigh after a day of training.

The training he had undergone in the last three days had completely shattered all his pride and understanding. Agred realized that he should not just follow in the footsteps of his predecessors, but should learn from their wisdom and forge his own path, a magical path that belongs only to him, Agred!

From that day on, Agreed immersed himself in the library of the Elemental Academy. He began to absorb and summarize the wisdom of his predecessors from books. For more than a month until the end of the semester, he took care of all his needs in the library and never left it.

If Presidian hadn't been so fed up and kicked Agred out under the pretext that the library was closed for renovations during the summer holidays, Agred would probably have spent the entire rest of his vacation in the library.

After being kicked out by his teacher, Agred had no choice but to temporarily shelve his innovative endeavors and return to his cabin. Unexpectedly, Milton had returned there several days earlier. When Agred came back, Milton complained, "Why are you back so late? Aren't the five houses already on holiday?"

Agreed explained, "I've been busy with my training lately, so I stayed at the academy for two extra days."

"You're such a weirdo. I'm eager to learn and make my way in the world, but you'd rather stay in the academy learning those old-fashioned things. Here, this is the reward we agreed on." Milton complained as he took out the sixth-order magic study book and tossed it to Agreed.

Agreed took it and immediately began to look through it with great interest, saying as he read, "You've got some conscience after all. I finally have some time to take a good look at the incantations for these sixth-tier spells."

Milton looked at the somewhat obsessed Agreed and asked in confusion, "Sixth-order spells can only be used by archmages. What good is knowing them in advance? We still need at least five years to cultivate to that level."

Agreed smiled mysteriously and said, "That's not necessarily true. I'm already a magician."

Milton was taken aback for a moment, then said with a shocked expression, "A mage! You mean you can already use fifth-order magic!"

Agreed scratched his head and said with a touch of Versailles, "If I'm chanting, I can indeed use fifth-order magic, so I want to preview sixth-order magic in advance. I believe I'll need it sooner or later."

Milton's lips twitched, and he said with a complicated expression, "I don't know whether to say I'm lucky or unlucky to have met a monster like you. By the way, how are we going to split this top-grade magic crystal?" As he spoke, Milton took out a magic crystal the size of an infant's head from his spatial ring.

Agreed casually waved his hand and said, "You can have that magic crystal. I don't need it. Besides, a top-grade magic crystal is a hot potato. I don't recommend you keep it. You'd better use it as a gift to get more attention from your teacher or the academy's higher-ups. What you need now is more opportunities, not resources."

Milton clapped his hands thoughtfully and praised, "That makes sense. You're really calm. How do you always manage to get to the heart of the matter?"

Agreed suddenly stopped flipping through the book, looked up at Milton, and asked without warning, "You...were you ever a slave?"