Only My Magic Levels Up - Chapter 175



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Episode 175: The Origin (1)

Time began to move again for the old spirit master, who had been standing still for a long time as if dead.

“…so.”

His voice was so thick with dark emotion that it felt like it was literally plucked from hell.

“Is that all you have, you damn spirit?”

“huh?”

“I asked you, is it really true that the spirit you so proudly created is so weak and feeble?”

“Well, it’s weak, isn’t it?”

Galen replied coolly. After all, they are made by adding just a little bit of life magic like pepper. They are weak and don’t last long.

Of course, even if you pour in as much magic power as possible, which is still at the golden level, you won’t be able to create something stronger than the spirit of Atma.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Atma’s voice, which had been cackling ominously, suddenly became seething and explosively loud.

“Try to show off your skills for a hundred days. That will be your limit. The path to the ultimate spirit master will not be easily given to you!”

The moment when Atma’s words, which were almost like a scream at the end, ended.

Whoosh whoosh!

The spirit spread its wings of flame and flew up again, as if the reorganization was complete.

“It’s on fire, it’s on fire.”

The composition itself is similar to the first clash, but somehow the firepower seems to have increased a bit. Galen grumbled and raised the magic power of his water manipulation.

“You two have been scratching a lot. Of course you must have been excited.”

Michael said, not in a scolding tone but rather in a slightly bewildered tone. Lilia tilted her head with an innocent expression.

“Me?”

“Right?”

“I’m just telling the truth. It’s true that you can do it, but Atma can’t!”

“No… that’s true.”

“It’s not like getting hit doesn’t hurt, honestly.”

From the moment we first met, Lilia was good at hitting people with facts. It’s just that she doesn’t even realize that she’s a fan. She’s just so pure and honest.

Of course, it didn’t matter to Galen whether Atma suffered mental damage or not. It would be better if her mental health was damaged.

Cheeeeeeek!

Even as water and fire clashed again, biting each other noisily, the conversation between the three continued.

“But I asked because I was genuinely curious?”

“What do you mean by one spirit or something? Didn’t you just create two spirits? I don’t know how you did it.”

“As I said, they are temporary. They are not perfect. I only have one real spirit.”

As if responding to the answer, the spirit slipped out of Galen’s hand, slid up onto his shoulder, and took the form of a cat.

Galen continued speaking, flicking the spirit’s soft body with his fingers.

“Aside from the enemy, Artma has been in the industry for much longer than I have. I was wondering what my senior in the industry would think… The answer I came up with is that it changes the spirit’s attributes. That’s right.”

“Isn’t that an answer that suits you, brother?”

Lilia asked with pure sincerity.

“Atma didn’t like the fact that only fire spirits could be used, so he twisted it forcibly.”

“Well, you could say that too.”

“But since you can use all sorts of magic anyway, there’s no need for that. You can even use things like spirit techniques that Atma can’t use. So you’ll be able to come up with a much better answer!”

A smile naturally appeared on Galen’s lips at the boundless trust he felt in those words.

Of course, I don’t deny that it is heavily influenced by Lilia’s subjectivity.

Objectively speaking, isn’t that not so wrong?

It’s because the realm is still stuck at gold, and even the jewel Atma can’t seem to create spirits on the spot.

If so, doesn’t that mean that after he becomes a jewel as well, he will not be lacking at all, but rather will advance further?

What law says that he can’t do it just because Atma couldn’t do it?

Rather, you should think the other way around. Atma couldn’t do it, but he could.

His existence already shatters all existing common sense in magic, so what good is the common sense of a spirit master?

Despite hearing a negative response from Artma, I gained positive confidence thanks to Lilia.

Not just a simple and temporary change of emotions.

The absolute confidence that I was a superior spirit master than the self-proclaimed strongest spirit master on earth was firmly established in my heart.

The wall blocking Galen’s path came crashing down because of a small event that might seem insignificant to some.

[Life Lv.70]

[Spirit: Grant, Follow]

[1% progress to next level]

The blood in the status window that had been blocked for a long time at level 69, originally called Spirit Creation, has been opened.

“Brother!”

Lilia’s voice woke up Galen, who was enjoying the afterglow of enlightenment in a slightly dazed state.

Bullfight!

The moment the magical control wavered slightly, the defense that had been breached was blocked by the miracle of selection. The good Galen’s magical power was left intact, and only the bad Atma’s magical power was pushed out.

“Are you okay? Your magic suddenly got weaker!”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I was looking away for a moment.”

“You have to be careful!”

Galen apologized with a bitter smile and focused his mind again. On the other hand, he slowly looked back on the new realm he had reached.

It was a little different from when I was working on the water.

Although it was written as level 70, it was not yet a complete gem. It had not been finalized.

But it was not a lack of Galen’s ability. It was just a deliberate delay, as he pondered for a moment over how to complete the painting.

The direction can be decided from now on.

At that point, Galen, who had finished organizing his thoughts, expressed his gratitude first.

“Thank you, Lilia. Thanks to you, I was able to overcome a great wall.”

“Yes? What about me?”

“You cheered me on, didn’t you?”

“Can you gain enlightenment from something like that?”

Lilia, who asked back in bewilderment, soon regained her composure. She had become accustomed to Galen, who had been learning magic in various situations under the pretext of enlightenment.

“Anyway, brother. Are you watching me right now?”

“Huh? Artma?”

“You often do that, don’t you? When you have a lot to think about.”

“That used to be the case, but not anymore. I’m working really hard!”

Galen looked resentful.

There have been more than one or two instances where I deliberately hit her gently and waited for the status screen to progress, so if Lilia thinks that way, then it’s karma.

This time, it wasn’t true. Even though he was talking, his head was definitely not playing around.

“If we limit it to the immediate situation, I would say that Atma is my superior.”

“Yes? Is that it?”

“Every single attribute that guy can change is a gem. I’m gold. If we fight in an attribute battle, I’m bound to lose.”

The Gem Wizard is stronger than the Gold Wizard even if he only fights with basic skills. If you add the Reform World to that, he becomes ‘much’ stronger.

However, Atma’s revised world gave up ‘much’ and chose ‘diversity’ instead. It chose to spread widely rather than dig deep.

Thanks to this, when it was fire attribute, it was stronger than Vanity Flame, when it was wind attribute, it was stronger than Spiral Circulation, and when it was earth attribute, it was stronger than Territorial March.

For Galen, who usually had fun combining various magic spells, this was no different from a counter.

“In other words, if you limit it to water attributes, doesn’t that mean that you have an overwhelming victory?”

“That’s right. But I’m also concerned that he can manipulate the cold, and the surrounding environment is a bit ambiguous.”

In the naval battle against Oceanis, they displayed tremendous power by dominating the entire nearby waters.

This is not the sea. Even if the spirits provide some water, if you swing the water around as freely as you would in the sea, it won’t just be this mansion that will be flooded, but the city as well.

Galen thought that since water flow manipulation was already restricted due to the cold, there was no need to hastily develop a revised world and waste magical power.

“Oh, definitely… the follow-up might be a bit difficult.”

Lilia nodded.

“Then should I deal with it?”

“As you wish. However, it won’t be easy.”

“Of course! It’s a jewel. But I’m sure you’ll help me, brother.”

“It’s not easy in a slightly different sense… but give it a try. It might work out well.”

Leaving aside her doubts about Galen’s somewhat enigmatic words, Lilia took her chance.

Atma’s tactics had been the same since before. He kept changing the attributes to find an opening. Galen was doing a good job of blocking that.

Kagagagagaga!

When the ice bird froze the large shield made of water, and then the flames mixed with the wind fiercely tangled to melt it again.

Lilia’s body, her eyes sparkling, shot forward.

The target is a black, dark doll. More precisely, the Atma inside it.

The location was already known, and the spirits that were at odds with Galen’s magic wouldn’t be able to be removed right away.

The only enemies she has to deal with are Nightmares. If she were to deal with them with all her might from the start―

Shhhh!

Lilia, who had narrowed the distance between them in the blink of an eye, swung her light sword. A refreshing sound was heard as it cut through the wind.

That’s right. It wasn’t Atma or Nightmare that was split, but only the wind. Lilia, who had lost her target, came to a sudden halt.

“Huh?”

“Slow.”

Atma, who had reappeared from the complete opposite direction, laughed.

“That’s the method.”

Michael, who had been watching, let out a faint groan. Galen asked.

“What is that method?”

“I wrote to you too. While we were talking in the reception room, Atma suddenly disappeared, and right after that, I was surprised by a huge explosion of his spirit.”

“I see. I was wondering why you didn’t have a weapon.”

“I blew it then.”

Even as they chatted briefly, Lilia’s offensive continued.

As she kicked the ground again and charged forward, black skewers suddenly appeared and blocked her path.

“joy!”

Lilia, who had been expecting a counterattack, didn’t even hesitate. She immediately raised her power.

Bullfight!

The miracle of selection became a wave and swept away the front.

The shadow skewers collapsed and flowed away in an instant.

But the original purpose was not to hurt Lilia, but only to buy time.

In the short time that the skewers were first selected and melted by the miracle, Atma, who had been behind them, disappeared again.

Even a miracle that nullifies magic couldn’t stop it from being knocked out before it could reach it.

Lilia returned to Galen’s side with a slightly embarrassed expression.

“Is that why you said it wouldn’t be easy?”

“I expected it from the moment you came out, wrapped in darkness. If you were going to use the Nightmare for normal combat, you wouldn’t be wearing it so tightly attached to your body.”

“That must be why Atma didn’t take me out right away.”

It wasn’t because I was confident that I could win against the same set of jewels, nor was it because I was brave to the point of recklessness, nor was it because I chose to die heroically on this spot.

It was a symbol that was meant to torment him as much as possible until the end, because he could just escape into the darkness at any time.

Michael muttered, clicking his tongue softly.

“Even at my speed, I can’t catch that thing. It’s no fun to just attack it unilaterally. Isn’t there a way out, Lord Galen?”

“We’ll either have to wait for the sun to rise, or play tag until the Nightmare’s magic wears off.”

“Both the former and the latter seem realistically difficult.”

“Honestly, that’s true.”

“Isn’t there one more?”

Lilia spoke carefully, being careful not to let Atma overhear her.

“Just like you did in the warehouse earlier.”

“Yes, there is that.”

“…What were you two doing in the warehouse?”

“Hey, I didn’t do anything weird!”

“It’s like a desperate measure.”

Just like how the Knightmare guarding the horse warehouse was disabled by the magic sound effect.

It will end once we neutralize the Nightmares attached to Atma.

“Originally there was only one, but now there is one more. The core is still the same.”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“Um, so… Ah, could you stop the spirit for a moment? I need to focus.”

“Oh, yes.”

Seeing is believing.

Instead of explaining, Galen raised his magic power. He added the magic of life that had just leveled up, and the power of the stars.

As I reached level 70, the status window engraved a realization in my head.

The enlightenment gained while fighting the spirit of Atma.

Based on the absolute confidence that Lilia gave me.

They bloom as one on Galen’s palm.

‘Yeah, like this.’

When he realized that the creation of spirits and the translation of the devil’s voice had the same root, he was able to group them into a new major category called life. This means that Galen understood the essence of the magic of life.

The magic power that understands the essence is used as a blueprint, and instead of radiating distortion outward, it takes the form of converging inward. Atma has shown that this is possible.

And what Atma couldn’t do, Galen could do. He was a better spirit master. One spirit per person is just a common belief, not a law or truth.

In that case, is it really necessary to diligently change the attributes of one spirit and block it?

You just need to create one spirit of each attribute.

‘Of course, right now my understanding is limited, so there are limitations.’

Still, one thing was definitely made.

That was Galen’s second revision of the world.

The moment I completed the painting by capturing the dragon’s eyes, the realm of life finally rose to the level of a true jewel.

[Life: Spirit: Grant]

[Spirit Creation]

[Revised World: Primal Spirit]

Almost all of the magical power of life that had been amplified into star fragments was sucked into a single point and compressed.

A golden ball of fire, reminiscent of the sun, appeared on Galen’s palm.

“What is this… what is this?”

“Let me introduce you. My second… no.”

Galen answered with a smirk to Lilia who asked in surprise.

“The first ‘real’ spirit.”