The inspiration in Link's mind was fleeting like a swimming fish . He wanted to catch it, but it just kept swimming around, wriggling out of his hands .

Gretel was doubtful, but Link couldn't explain it . He chased the shred of light in his mind while instinctively mumbling, "Wait, wait, let me think . "

Gretel didn't really believe him, but she didn't interrupt his thoughts either . She started gathering the shards on the ground with her Magician's Hand .

Link looked at the liquid and shards all over the ground . The inspiration ran back . It was much clearer now, but when Link tried to say it out loud, he couldn't figure out how to explain it .

After thinking a bit, he decided to take out his magic notes . He strode over to a window and went to work .

At first, Link just wanted to calculate the specific alchemy Mana . As he wrote, his thoughts followed the guidance of that shred of inspiration and floated to a very strange territory .

The process started off very difficult . Link pushed forward bit by bit, feeling like he was walking in mud . Each step was agonizing as if something was dragging him down . It was practically impossible to move, but he still forged on .

Slowly, the obstructing mud disappeared . The road became smoother and broader . Naturally, Link started walking faster too .

Beside the "road," Link also saw many tools . This was all the knowledge that he already possessed, including enchantment methods, spatial spells, dragon spells, and even the power of time .

Since they were tools, Link started using them to open up the path ahead . Thus, Link began walking faster and faster on this road that he forced open . He ignored everything that happened around him .

He'd instantly forgotten about the outside world .

Gretel finished cleaning up the alchemy room . Seeing Link like this, she waited for a bit . But after he sank deeper into his thoughts, she realized that she couldn't keep waiting .

At that time, she heard some noise outside the castle . Walking to the window, she saw people coming from the town again .

She went out and looked down from the city walls to see the demon elder with around 30 other mixed demons .

The residents of the small town were all mixed-horned demons . But amongst the dozens, there were mixed succubae, demon-elves, mixed-oxen beasts, mixed Beastmen, demon-dragons and all sorts of strange "mutts . "

When the elder saw Gretel, he immediately knelt down and exclaimed, "Mighty messenger, they are all pilgrims . When they heard that you came to the mortal world, they wanted to see a bit of your glory . "

Thud, thud . The others fell to their knees when they saw Gretel and started praising her with reverant words .

Gretel wasn't surprised by this . She and Link had been here for almost half a month, and the news must have spread . Though the true messenger had appeared, he was forced to fight Link quickly and probably didn't have time to spread his influence . Since news of the G.o.d's messenger had spread and the real one was kicked out, she and Link became the true messengers .

Oh, if that Th.o.r.eau knew about this, he'd probably get a heart attack . Gretel wanted to laugh . All these people on the island saw them as G.o.d's messenger . If they could take advantage of this, it would be a giant force .

But they're all mixed . They're far from demons, but they're too ugly . It'll be hard for mainlanders to accept them . I wonder how Link will take care of this .

Gretel's thoughts were definitely more open than those dragon elders . She knew the situation of the mainland . Even without the crack in the realm, the G.o.d of Destruction was spying from the darkness . A small mishap could cause a catastrophe . At that time, any possible ally would be valuable .

Thinking of this, Gretel decided to comfort them first .

The pilgrims were all dressed in rags . Many were injured as well . Clearly, the long journey had been hard, but their faces were still full of devout wors.h.i.+p . They must be fervent believers .

Gretel waved her hand and cast a dragon healing spell on all of them .

These people were all under Level-5 . The dragon healing spell was highly effective, curing all ailments almost instantly . They were all dazed . Then, feeling their bodies, they became ecstatic . They prostrated themselves on the ground and started praising her again .

Finally, Gretel said, "From now on, you are all G.o.d's messengers . Go back and spread G.o.d's glory . Tell everyone that G.o.d's light will soon descend . "

"Mighty messenger, praise thee . "

"I will not disappoint you . "

"May light remain for eternity!"

To show their reverence, they retreated on their knees and kowtowed towards the castle after each step . When they couldn't see the castle anymore, they rose and ran away excitedly to spread the glory .

Seeing that, Gretel just sighed . Th.o.r.eau, you really scared them too much . Now, they're willing to give up everything just for the bit of hope .

It was all thanks to Th.o.r.eau . Gretel didn't know what secret spell that guy used to live thousands of years . He'd been terrorizing these mortals all this time and ended up creating such a cult-like religion . If this force was unleashed, it would be terrifying . If used correctly, they could even rewrite Firuman's history . Gretel felt that she couldn't ignore this force . She had to use them but had to discuss with Link about how to do it .

Thinking of this, she returned to the alchemy room . Link was still scribbling in his notes though . He didn't even change his posture .

How long will it take this time?

This type of thought process was very valuable . Gretel obviously wouldn't disturb Link; she could only wait .

For the next few days, Link didn't eat, drink, sleep, or even talk . He just fought with his notes . Gretel didn't rest either . She thought about how to upgrade the materials . The demon elder would bring pilgrims over every day . Gretel would meet them and cast a low-level dragon healing spell to everyone, telling them to spread the glory .

Half a month pa.s.sed like this . Finally, Link walked out of the room holding his magic notes .

Gretel had been waiting . "How is it?" she asked impatiently .

Link was still energetic . He opened his notes and flipped to the conclusion . "There's some good news and some bad news . "

"Tell me the good news first . "

"With my idea, we can indeed raise a material to Level-19 . More accurately, it's Level-19 . 9, the limit of this realm . "

"What's the bad news?"

"I'm now sure that there's no way to raise a material to Level-20 with Legendary power . The Origin is the limit of Legendary power…Perhaps it can reach Level-20 temporarily, but it won't be stable . The material would be destroyed instantly . "

"Oh . And the rest of the good news?" Gretel asked .

"The second thing is that even though we can't get Level-20 buffer material, we can use a special magic seal, and Level-19 material would be enough . The cost though is that the magic seal would be reduced to Level-23, not the Level-26 that we predicted . "

Gretel wasn't disappointed . "Level-23 is enough . "

In the Legendary levels, trying to increase one's level was practically impossible . The Origin was even more so . Level-20 was already like a dream . If Link could create a Level-23 attack, it would be incredible .

Gretel was instantly interested by the idea of the piece of Level-19 . 9 material that Link mentioned . Disregarding manners, she grabbed Link's notes and started reading .

The notes were messy, dense, and obscure . It was difficult for Gretel to understand at the beginning . Furrowing her brows, she forced herself through .

A painful half an hour later, she suddenly understood Link's thoughts . The reading process became smoother after that . It was like an open road after that . The exquisite wisdom rushed down like a waterfall . The conclusion after the road gave her a hearty feeling .

After reading, Gretel looked up sadly . "Link, how do I repay you for such enduring wisdom?"

This type of material production method was the limit of this realm . It was invaluable; it could become the foundation for any race and be pa.s.sed down for generations .

Chapter 511 Link s Enduring Wisdom 2 3 Translator Nyoi Bo Studio Editor Nyoi Bo StudioThe inspiration in Link s mind was fleeting like a swimming fish . He wanted to catch it, but it just kept swimming around, wriggling out of his hands . Gretel was doubtful, but Link couldn t explain it . He chased the shred of light in his mind while instinctively mumbling, Wait, wait, let me think . Gretel didn t really believe him, but she didn t interrupt his thoughts either . She started gathering the shards on the ground with her Magician s Hand . Link looked at the liquid and shards all over the ground . The inspiration ran back . It was much clearer now, but when Link tried to say it out loud, he couldn t figure out how to explain it . After thinking a bit, he decided to take out his magic notes . He strode over to a window and went to work . At first, Link just wanted to calculate the specific alchemy Mana . As he wrote, his thoughts followed the guidance of that shred of inspiration and floated to a very strange territory . The process started off very difficult . Link pushed forward bit by bit, feeling like he was walking in mud . Each step was agonizing as if something was dragging him down . It was practically impossible to move, but he still forged on . Slowly, the obstructing mud disappeared . The road became smoother and broader . Naturally, Link started walking faster too . Beside the road, Link also saw many tools . This was all the knowledge that he already possessed, including enchantment methods, spatial spells, dragon spells, and even the power of time . Since they were tools, Link started using them to open up the path ahead . Thus, Link began walking faster and faster on this road that he forced open . He ignored everything that happened around him . He d instantly forgotten about the outside world . Gretel finished cleaning up the alchemy room . Seeing Link like this, she waited for a bit . But after he sank deeper into his thoughts, she realized that she couldn t keep waiting . At that time, she heard some noise outside the castle . Walking to the window, she saw people coming from the town again . She went out and looked down from the city walls to see the demon elder with around 30 other mixed demons . The residents of the small town were all mixed horned demons . But amongst the dozens, there were mixed succubae, demon elves, mixed oxen beasts, mixed Beastmen, demon dragons and all sorts of strange mutts . When the elder saw Gretel, he immediately knelt down and exclaimed, Mighty messenger, they are all pilgrims . When they heard that you came to the mortal world, they wanted to see a bit of your glory . Thud, thud . The others fell to their knees when they saw Gretel and started praising her with reverant words . Gretel wasn t surprised by this . She and Link had been here for almost half a month, and the news must have spread . Though the true messenger had appeared, he was forced to fight Link quickly and probably didn t have time to spread his influence . Since news of the G.o.d s messenger had spread and the real one was kicked out, she and Link became the true messengers . Oh, if that Th.o.r.eau knew about this, he d probably get a heart attack . Gretel wanted to laugh . All these people on the island saw them as G.o.d s messenger . If they could take advantage of this, it would be a giant force . But they re all mixed . They re far from demons, but they re too ugly . It ll be hard for mainlanders to accept them . I wonder how Link will take care of this . Gretel s thoughts were definitely more open than those dragon elders . She knew the situation of the mainland . Even without the crack in the realm, the G.o.d of Destruction was spying from the darkness . A small mishap could cause a catastrophe . At that time, any possible ally would be valuable . Thinking of this, Gretel decided to comfort them first . The pilgrims were all dressed in rags . Many were injured as well . Clearly, the long journey had been hard, but their faces were still full of devout wors.h.i.+p . They must be fervent believers . Gretel waved her hand and cast a dragon healing spell on all of them . These people were all under Level 5 . The dragon healing spell was highly effective, curing all ailments almost instantly . They were all dazed . Then, feeling their bodies, they became ecstatic . They prostrated themselves on the ground and started praising her again . Finally, Gretel said, From now on, you are all G.o.d s messengers . Go back and spread G.o.d s glory . Tell everyone that G.o.d s light will soon descend . Mighty messenger, praise thee . I will not disappoint you . May light remain for eternity To show their reverence, they retreated on their knees and kowtowed towards the castle after each step . When they couldn t see the castle anymore, they rose and ran away excitedly to spread the glory . Seeing that, Gretel just sighed . Th.o.r.eau, you really scared them too much . Now, they re willing to give up everything just for the bit of hope . It was all thanks to Th.o.r.eau . Gretel didn t know what secret spell that guy used to live thousands of years . He d been terrorizing these mortals all this time and ended up creating such a cult like religion . If this force was unleashed, it would be terrifying . If used correctly, they could even rewrite Firuman s history . Gretel felt that she couldn t ignore this force . She had to use them but had to discuss with Link about how to do it . Thinking of this, she returned to the alchemy room . Link was still scribbling in his notes though . He didn t even change his posture . How long will it take this time This type of thought process was very valuable . Gretel obviously wouldn t disturb Link she could only wait . For the next few days, Link didn t eat, drink, sleep, or even talk . He just fought with his notes . Gretel didn t rest either . She thought about how to upgrade the materials . The demon elder would bring pilgrims over every day . Gretel would meet them and cast a low level dragon healing spell to everyone, telling them to spread the glory . Half a month pa.s.sed like this . Finally, Link walked out of the room holding his magic notes . Gretel had been waiting . How is it she asked impatiently . Link was still energetic . He opened his notes and flipped to the conclusion . There s some good news and some bad news . Tell me the good news first . With my idea, we can indeed raise a material to Level 19 . More accurately, it s Level 19 . 9, the limit of this realm . What s the bad news I m now sure that there s no way to raise a material to Level 20 with Legendary power . The Origin is the limit of Legendary power Perhaps it can reach Level 20 temporarily, but it won t be stable . The material would be destroyed instantly . Oh . And the rest of the good news Gretel asked . The second thing is that even though we can t get Level 20 buffer material, we can use a special magic seal, and Level 19 material would be enough . The cost though is that the magic seal would be reduced to Level 23, not the Level 26 that we predicted . Gretel wasn t disappointed . Level 23 is enough . In the Legendary levels, trying to increase one s level was practically impossible . The Origin was even more so . Level 20 was already like a dream . If Link could create a Level 23 attack, it would be incredible . Gretel was instantly interested by the idea of the piece of Level 19 . 9 material that Link mentioned . Disregarding manners, she grabbed Link s notes and started reading . The notes were messy, dense, and obscure . It was difficult for Gretel to understand at the beginning . Furrowing her brows, she forced herself through . A painful half an hour later, she suddenly understood Link s thoughts . The reading process became smoother after that . It was like an open road after that . The exquisite wisdom rushed down like a waterfall . The conclusion after the road gave her a hearty feeling . After reading, Gretel looked up sadly . Link, how do I repay you for such enduring wisdom This type of material production method was the limit of this realm . It was invaluable it could become the foundation for any race and be pa.s.sed down for generations .