Mythology: Ragnarok

Chapter 149 Modifying Spiritual Particles

Excitedly, Apas approached Agred with the encyclopedia in hand and said, "So you're the enchanting master who defeated the Balrog and saved the dwarves from their suffering! Can you sign your name for me?"

Faced with this untimely request, Agreed could only helplessly reply, "Can't you see I'm busy?"

Upon hearing this, Apas immediately shut his mouth obediently and stood beside Agreed, admiring the miraculous enchantment demonstration.

In less than five minutes, Agreed had engraved all the runes he had designed onto the basic particles. Then, Agreed clapped his hands and said, "Very good. This kind of spirit particle is much stronger than your previous version, and its functions are more comprehensive. However, I still need a loyal guy to enter it."

Seeing this, Hea said with a reproachful tone, "Are you also going to send elves or your men into this place?"

Agreed shook his finger and rejected the idea, saying, "Of course not. How could such a powerful thing allow a selfish creature to enter? What I'm going to send into the spirit particle is a low-level undead that is absolutely loyal to me!"

Upon hearing this idea, Apas's eyes widened instantly, and he excitedly slammed his hand on the table, exclaiming, "That's right! How come I didn't think of that! Low-level undead simply execute pre-set commands without ever rebelling. Under microscopic conditions, their soulfire can survive even longer than that of elves. Moreover, they don't rebel, they don't age, and they don't even need to communicate; simply issuing orders is enough! My God, you're a genius!"

Agreed added, "Moreover, low-level undead don't need any special protection methods. Their bodies are not important to them. I only need to add a perception rune inside so that their soulfire can automatically trigger and use the rune, greatly reducing the casting speed and the difficulty of creating spirit particles. To be honest, I'm very interested in your research. So... would you be interested in working for me?"

Without a second thought, Apas knelt on the ground and shouted, "I am willing to serve you. It is my honor to serve you. But my great master, can you grant me one request?"

Agreed chuckled and said, "Go ahead and tell me. Someone as talented as you will definitely try my best to meet your requirements."

Apas bowed deeply in gratitude, then raised his head and shouted with a frenzied expression, "Great master, please turn me into a spirit! I yearn for eternal life and endless wisdom like the spirits; I long to grow, I yearn to become a wise man like you!"

Hearing this crazy request, Agreed couldn't help but laugh and said, "Good, very good indeed. You have a bright future, but I am not a wise man. I look forward to the day when you surpass me in knowledge. At that time, the world should be more interesting because of your existence!" As he spoke, Agreed activated necromancy, and Apas instantly lost his focus and fell to the ground. After a while, his body began to be wrapped in resentment, and his skin became somewhat dark.

Three minutes later, Apas stiffly stood up, knelt down before Agred, and greeted him, saying, "Your new servant Apas greets you once again, my supreme master."

Then Agreed instructed him, "This spirit particle is missing a necromancer to control it. I think your crazy brother is just right. Bring him over to me and let's resolve these matters as soon as possible."

Apas then eagerly stepped out of the portal and brought his older brother back. The insane Elf King was still babbling incoherently when Agred slapped his head, shattering it and extracting his soul to erase all his memories. Through a series of soul manipulations, he transformed the Elf King into a control center capable of understanding complex commands. Finally, after everything was arranged, the spirit particle was restored, and thus, a spirit particle belonging to Agred was born.

Then, for the purpose of the experiment, Agreed commanded, "Create a sixteen-inch snowflake in front of me. I want a perfectly symmetrical structure and absolute precision." A minute later, the snowflake he wanted appeared before Agreed's eyes. In Agreed's soul perspective, he clearly judged that the snowflake was exactly as he requested, and the precision was extremely high. At least on a macroscopic scale, there was no error, and from the soul perspective, there was only a slight error at the level of elementary particles.

Agreed then instructed, "Very well, your first task now is to monitor the movements of the Metal Dragon Clan and send me, in great detail, any intelligence you gather regarding the attack on the founding ceremony through our soul link." Before he finished speaking, Lingzi instantly vanished from the spot and went to the Metal Dragon Clan's territory to complete its master's task.

After arranging everything, Agreed turned to Kapas and Hea and said, "Let's go. It's time to leave the Elf Kingdom. But before that, we need to remove the device from Siscana. Kapas, you can handle this yourself."

Capas readily agreed, "Yes, my lord."

The three then returned to Hiskana's body through a portal. Kapas dismantled the devices inside, and then Agreed, along with Hea and Kapas, safely flew back to the ground. In a few swift movements, Agreed broke free of all the restraints on Hiskana's body. At the same time, a surge of pure life force, driven by Agreed, entered Hiskana's body and repaired his injuries.

Ciscana moved his somewhat stiff body and said gratefully, "Thank you, I owe you my life."

Agreed looked at him and asked, "Siescana, you're free now. What are you going to do next?"

Upon hearing this question, Xiscana immediately replied angrily, "Naturally, we should grind the elven royal family to dust and make the elves pay the price!"

But Agreed suggested, "How about this, you spare their lives first. My founding ceremony requires the Elven royal family to be present. As allies of Xiscana, I think you won't refuse my request, will you? If not, just name your price. I am now the ruler of a country, and I can meet most of your demands."

As Xiscana looked at Agreed, seemingly lost in thought, the ancient forest behind him suddenly began to stir. Thousands of tree spirits, some over ten thousand years old, stood up, and then Xiscana also stood up. The sheer visual impact of Xiscana, who was taller than a skyscraper, was indescribable.

This unusual behavior immediately made Agreed wary, so he secretly prepared three layers of pseudo-super-level magic and sixteen layers of protective magic in his hands. If necessary, he would immediately summon the spirit particles he had just tested back to try to kill the tree spirits in the shortest possible time, but fortunately, the worst situation did not happen.

After a brief eye contact with Agreed, Ciscana and the other tree spirits suddenly prostrated themselves on the ground. To express their respect, they plunged their towering canopies into the soil, and this act caused everything around them to be destroyed by the tree spirits' enormous bodies.