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Chapter 67: The History of Miracle, the Original God and the Creator God

“You can also earn credits through daily studies and tests. However, the fastest way is a whole different method altogether.”

Fike grew curious.

“What would that be?”

“Killing high-level Exotic Beasts!”

Molly smiled.

“There’s a senior in our spell school who once killed an Overlord-tier Exotic Beast.

“Although he was heavily injured, he earned a total of 5,000 credits!”

Hearing the words Overlord-tier Exotic Beast, Fike chuckled in his heart.

‘Overlord-tier Exotic Beast? At my current level, anything below a Demon Prince-tier Exotic Beast wouldn’t harm me at all.’

“Alright, I got it. Thank you, senior!”

After a simple thanks, Fike returned to the dormitory.

Lying on his bed, he muttered to himself.

“Classes start tomorrow, but am I going to the Priest or Mage Class in the morning?”

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light filled the room.

‘Someone is casting a spell? That doesn’t seem right!’

After carefully examining his surroundings, Fike eventually discovered the source.

The source spirit in his backpack was once again alive, shining brightly with a golden brilliance.

The last time it had done this was in his battle with the Overlord-tier Exotic Beast.

Fike grabbed it, holding the sparkling source spirit in his hand.

Doubts arose in his heart once again.

Only this time, the golden light didn’t rush into Fike’s forehead.

As he gazed at the somewhat chaotic source spirit, Fike thought of Kyle.

‘I wonder how he’s doing now. He should have already left…’

Just as he was wondering about Kyle’s situation…

A teleportation door suddenly materialized in his room.

Before he could even be surprised, he was sucked into it without warning.

For a while, Fike felt as if his entire world was spinning incessantly.

When he finally opened his eyes, Fike found that he was once again at the grasslands that Kyle had led him to previously.

However, this time, it was different.

The terrain was a mishmash of withering brown hues.

A huge head appeared not far away from Fike.

“Earth child, I have been here, waiting for you for a long time.”

A deep but heavy voice of an old man sounded.

Fike looked around, but he could not find the source of the voice.

“Who are you? Why was I brought here by the source spirit?”

The voice sounded again.

“I am the last wisp of the soul left behind by the original god of Miracle.”

“I’ve summoned you this time to tell you that the condition of the source spirit is rapidly declining.”

Hearing that, Fike continued to ask.

“Why is that so? What should I do?”

“Earth child, I do not know either. Ever since the last time you fought that Overlord-tier Exotic Beast, the source spirit’s condition has been gradually falling.”

“Do you need the Lightning Core? I’ll go look for it again. Don’t be anxious, there must be a way.”

Fike could hear a trace of sadness in the voice, and couldn’t help but imagine the possible outcomes.

“It’s useless, Earth child. Everything is collapsing. It’s too late.”

The voice paused for a moment before continuing.

“By now, your Return to One and Baptism of Holy Light have already obtained half of the original god’s divine power.”

Hearing the voice say this, Fike finally understood.

This was why the two skills had exploded with such great power after the battle between the Overlord-tier beast.

Then, it was no wonder that the Baptism of Holy Light had been able to resist even the evil god’s will.

It was because of the original god’s divine power.

Fike continued to ask.

“Will everything here disappear?”

“That’s right. Perhaps in the next second, or perhaps in a hundred days, everything here will return to nothingness.”

“Then why did you summon me here? Is there something you wanted to tell me?”

“Earth child, I pray that you repair the Sky Pillars. The six of them mean a lot to me.”

“Sky Pillars? Weren’t those created by the god of creation, Ogallas? Why would the original god need the Sky Pillars?”

The voice continued to speak in a low rumble.

“The god of creation and the original god were originally one and the same. The god of creation, Ogallas, was spliced from one of the strongest souls of the original god.”

“The six Sky Pillars are the other six souls of the original god. The god initially had a total of nine souls. After they scattered and fled, he was left with only his main soul, and me.

“At that time, the original god had already realized that he didn’t have much time left, so he separated me and left me here.”

Hearing this, Fike grew puzzled about the history of this world of Miracle.

“So, the god of creation, Ogallas, is evil?”

“Earth child, you are wrong. It was the original god who released the soul of the god of creation.”

Fike became even more confused.

“Why did the original god do that?”

“Because Miracle was in turmoil at the time. Countless disasters and evil forces ravaged the land.

“At that time, the evil god had already begun asserting his power. As the original god had been unable to split himself, he separated Ogallas.

“As for the six Sky Pillars, they were the six nails that sealed the evil god. Now, I can already feel the evil god stirring, close to breaking free from the seal.”

“What should I do?”

“You need to find and collect every piece of the six Sky Pillars scattered throughout Miracle and repair them.

“The original god’s main soul has already fused into your body. Now, you already possess a trace of the original god’s power.

“However, you are but a mortal body. It will be difficult to unleash that power to the extreme. Regardless, if you fail to repair the six Sky Pillars before the evil god breaks free from the seal, only by defeating him will Miracle return to peace.”

The voice continued.

“Just in case, you must start cultivating the Power of God now.”

Fike was at a loss.

“Power of God? What’s that?”

“The Power of God is the key that allows mortals to ascend to godhood. Didn’t you already obtain a cultivation technique that cultivates the Power of God?”

“You mean the Celestial Arcanum?”

The voice agreed.

“That’s right. However, that alone won’t be enough to go against the evil god.”

At this moment, a book with golden edges appeared in Fike’s hand.

“This book is the Primordial Power created by the original god. However, a part of it is missing. You need to find the remaining part and cultivate it completely.”

“Where is the missing part?”

“In the hands of the god of creation, Ogallas.”

Upon hearing this, Fike finally understood why the voice had called him here.

“I understand.”