Overgod Ascension

"Grandpa, in accordance with your instructions, we have started to expand the recruitment and train apprentices nationwide!"

On the outskirts of the royal capital, Rambo stood in front of a large construction site in full swing and respectfully reported to Wu Ming.

In front of them was the foundation of a mage tower. A deep pit had been dug, and countless pieces of granite, star gold, and hundred-forged steel were transported into it.

"Very good, because the power of magic is used, this mage tower can be completed quickly, and then use it as the core to build an academy... You don't have to worry about the instructor selection, the original commanders of the watchmen and night watchmen will be very willing Those who came here..."

Wu Ming looked at the plans for the future magic academy and said calmly: "Cultivating spellcasters in the kingdom is a very important matter and must start from now on... Fortunately, with the population base of the kingdom, we can always be selected through the audition. Found many talented apprentices.”

The original world of Seer had the inheritance of extraordinary power. All that needs to be done now is to systematize and standardize it.

"I believe very much in the potential of my people, but..."

Rambo hesitated: "Is it too late to do this now?"

The training of a mage does not take a short time.

"You underestimate the catastrophe I told you..."

Wu Ming listened, but shook his head: "The entire world has accumulated resentment and sin for countless years. Even if it lasts for decades or hundreds of years, it is possible! And...it is still far away from the date when this disaster actually occurs. It may be several years, or it may be more than ten years later, there is nothing wrong with planning ahead!”

"In addition to apprentices, national reserve training, as well as the accumulation of supplies, the reinforcement of city walls, and the construction of shelters, etc., can all be put on the agenda..."

"Finally, besides the mage, who said that I won't use other spell-casting powers?"

As Wu Ming spoke, a hint of mystery appeared on his face.

Mages and wizards cannot do it quickly, and they are preparing now just for the sake of a protracted war.

He also had several options that could bring out his power immediately.

The first one is the bloodline person on the Seer continent.

Blue-blood nobles generally inherited the power from the frost dragon, and there were many people like them. Moreover, developing bloodline was faster than learning spells step by step. If they were collected, they could be used temporarily.

It's just that warlocks and their ilk have the problem of fixed spells. They are unable to learn the required spells freely, and they are generally mentally deficient and cannot be used to great effect.

But it doesn’t matter, Wu Ming has other options, and that is the priest!

Compared with warlocks, the training of priests is faster. As long as the gods are powerful and have enough faith, they can continuously grant divine favors and be promoted to high-level spellcasters overnight!

In terms of Shinto, Wu Ming is very experienced, and he has the experience of the main temple in the steam world, so he is very familiar with it.

There was even a church on the original continent of Seer! The skeleton has been established, all it takes is reincarnation, and everything will be no problem.

During the war, the healing magic of priests may be more popular than that of mages.

‘Finally, if that doesn’t work, there is the reincarnation training system in the main temple! ’

A ray of light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.

At this stage, he is no longer afraid of exposing some functions of the main temple to other beings.

After all, Da Luo's ability to do things like the main temple is nothing.

And with his current strength, even if the other gods knew that he had a very good artifact, how many would dare to make any plans?

"The cultivation of reincarnations can be completely targeted, and it is not limited to spell casters. Warriors, thieves, assassins...as long as the professions I want can be trained in batches..."

"Furthermore, the consumption and transformation involved are slightly smaller than when gods train priests..."

Wu Ming thought silently: "This is an opportunity! When the eastern and western continents are busy resisting disasters, the Seer continent can take advantage of the opportunity to rise. Of course, it is still necessary to raise the big banner of protecting mankind..."

"You can even send reincarnations in advance to enter the other world to check what's going on there and get the latest information!"

Even the gods cannot order a large number of their priests and paladins to die, unless they want to betray their relatives and lose a large number of outstanding petitioners.

But for the main temple, all it needs is the true soul of the reincarnator. This is something that can be recovered immediately no matter where it falls. It will never feel sorry for how many reincarnators die.

When the two are compared, the gap becomes clear.

"To sum up, the main temple is just a very convenient tool for the existence of Daluo... It is very valuable, but it would be too much to say that it would be possible to fight for the Dao and Fruit for this... On the other hand, those at level 6 or 7 are very likely to fight for their human brains..."

Wu Ming felt a little sad in his heart. This artifact, which was invaluable to his growth, was finally being caught up by him. Apart from that, it was more of a feeling of pride.

After conquering and climbing a high mountain, his eyes immediately focused on the next target, which was the ninth level of Hunyuan, the ultimate transcendence!

"I see!"

After a few brief explanations, Rambo immediately surrendered and was deeply in awe.

He had no idea that this grandfather actually possessed such power.

Just like this time.

Cuo Fei has the King of Conqueror personally in charge. If he wants to mobilize the whole country and carry out the orders without compromise, he, the new king, will never be able to do it.

"With my grandfather here to protect our kingdom, even if disaster strikes, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

Rambo complimented.

"Then you really think highly of me..."

Wu Ming sighed and looked at the foundation of the Mage Tower, a little speechless: "Even a true god may fall in this catastrophe!"

In order to deal with this situation that may happen at any time, his real body must be stationed on the mainland. Naturally, his original travel plan can only be done by his incarnation.

After the eighth level, it is both unique and infinite, and the separated incarnations are no longer in danger of mutation, unless the mark is damaged and the realm falls.

…

Years passed, and five years flew by in the blink of an eye.

In the past five years, the entire main world has been undercurrent. All the major clans have learned about the coming catastrophe and have been silently preparing for it.

At least as far as Wu Ming knew, within the scope of human rule, nobles from the East and the West were trying their best to recruit guests, reserve supplies, and repair city walls.

And the training of warriors, and even some Taoist methods, have begun to be open to the public for free on a large scale, full of a sense of storm coming.

The same is true in the Kingdom of Seer.

Outside the royal capital, a mage academy stands quietly. The tall building, full of magic aura, and many mage apprentices coming in and out. The towns and markets that have sprung up around the academy all tell the story of the prosperity and prosperity here. .

"We have a spell model class in the evening, and we have to prepare several sets of spell-casting materials in the afternoon. The spell template of 'Alchemist's Hand' is really too complicated..."

A mage apprentice wearing a mage robe and a star badge on his chest walked out of the door with hesitation on his face: "Most of the country's stipend for this month has been spent, so I can only go to the Black Forest to collect materials!"

"Hey! Bruce, do you want to go to the market? Let's come together!"

Next to him, another apprentice said hello.

"No need, I want to go to the Black Forest and collect some materials..."

Bruce shook his head in refusal.

The Black Forest is a piece of woodland specially circled by the academy. There are many magical animals and plants in it, and there are barriers to defend it. For formal mages, it is nothing, but for apprentices, collecting materials is not only hard work, but also difficult. There is some risk, but it's free.

The reason for doing this is to hone the practical abilities of these apprentices.

Although it seems a bit eager for quick success, it is nothing in the context of a catastrophe that may break out at any time.

Bruce walked on the tree-lined path with a determined look on his face: "I must get next month's scholarship!"

As the son of a dock coolie, he naturally knew how rare his opportunity was.

After being sent to school that year, because of his excellent grades and his qualification as a mage, he was recommended to study at the Wangdu Mage Academy and signed an agreement.

In return, after becoming a mage, he will serve the kingdom for life. Of course, Rambo will not treat these spellcasters badly in this regard. The title canonization is indispensable.

It's just that if you can't successfully graduate as an official mage within five years, you will be sent to the army immediately. As a military mage to be trained, the risk and hardship will increase several times!

Bruce, who is fifteen years old this year, is already a little adult, so he naturally understands the difference! He even vowed to break through before the end of the year, become a respected mage master and noble, and return to the Emerald Port in glory.

"who?"

In front of the entrance to the Black Forest, a group of soldiers blocked the way, and several official mages could be vaguely seen behind them.

"I am Bruce, a mage apprentice, and I want to go to the Black Forest to collect materials!"

Bruce said calmly and handed over his badge.

"Well, he is indeed a junior!"

A mage in red robe looked at the badge and shook his head: "It's a pity! From today on, the resources of the entire Black Forest are no longer open to any apprentices. All spell-casting materials must be collected and distributed in a unified way!"

"What?"

This news was undoubtedly a huge bolt from the blue for Bruce, but the notice with the magic seal and the king's seal was not fake.

Bruce could only turn back with a frustrated look on his face, and even more doubts in his heart: "What happened to the kingdom? Is it going to go to war with the Eastern and Western Continents?"

With the changes over the years, even the most ordinary citizens feel that something is wrong.