A rare magical miracle in the world Chapter 505

Chapter 505: Chapter 227 Epic and Mythology (Request for Monthly Tickets)

“You need 10,000 Children of Miracle?”

Elder Uncle, Grandfather Andrew, Long Guixiang, Elder Mountain Grandpa, plus Glarus who was resting today—the five senior members of the Bailuo family had all arrived.

Among these five, Elder Uncle and Elder Mountain Grandpa were already elders of the Yatun Clan.

Grandfather Andrew and Long Guixiang were Bailuo's miracles.

Although Glarus arrived late, he gained Bailuo's trust through his actions and, as a Child of Miracle, became a member of Bailuo's brain trust.

In addition, there were younger members such as Gonnia, the ever-unfathomable Alaya, and Little Boya whose age was small, but was full of clever strategies.

As for Senior Sister, she was at a critical moment and it seemed she would find the opportunity to break through in the next few days.

Bailuo did not want to disturb her, so she wasn't invited.

“This is a difficult problem.”

“Can we capture dimensional creatures?”

Glarus, who had been mingling among the Miracle Nations for years and was once the Master of Miracles, definitely knew a lot.

“Not easy.”

Elder Uncle said, “Dimensional beings are very afraid of Miracle Power, and among us, only Sherri and my Eight-legged Divine Steed can go to the Rainbow Dimension.”

“Unless we can gather more than 100 Eight-legged Divine Steed Knights, we cannot seal off even the smallest dimension.”

Sherri can puncture that dimension, no problem, but she can't completely imprison it.

As long as there's any gap, dimensional creatures will escape in droves, and this cannot be stopped.

Moreover, some small dimensional beings, most of which are even inferior to the Fairy Clan, you might catch 100 of them at the risk of your life, and yet the soul energy might only count as one, occurrences like this also happen occasionally.

“What about brainwashing then, how about brainwashing?”

“I think brainwashing is not bad,”

Elder Mountain Grandpa and Long Guixiang were both rather ruthless by nature, Grandpa Mountain was only kind to the People of Yatun, while Long Guixiang was a typical warmonger.

In their eyes, as long as it benefited Yatun, whether it was humane or inhumane was completely irrelevant.

“The Ancient City has 80,000 people, Our Yadun also has several thousand.”

Long Guixiang said, “Gather them, guide them through hypnotism, and make them believe in you, Your Majesty, in a short time.”

In this way, they can become Baleo's Children of Miracle.

Of course, Children of Miracle created in this way would see their talent plummet by at least two Levels.

What does that mean?

Legendary talents plummet to Master, making it difficult to break through in this life.

Heroic Level plummet to Extraordinary, and with poor learning ability and perception, becoming Extraordinary is just a waste of an Extraordinary slot.

“Let's start the ritual,” said Grandpa Mountain, “Once the ritual is over, Your Majesty, you can then release them from their Miracle Contract and return them to mortals, freeing up the slots for Miracle Citizens.”

Doing this, as far as completing the task was concerned, was good, but from a long-term perspective, it was akin to spoiling things by excessive enthusiasm.

Bailuo had asked the Mysterious Dragon if such Children of Miracle, obtained through hypnotism, could also receive a boost in their talents.

The answer was obviously no.

Apart from the Miracle Entity itself, the Mysterious Dragon could not infinitely raise a person's talent, its boost in talent was a one-time deal.

Of course, the Miracle Entity can be blessed by the Mysterious Dragon countless times, obtaining a lot of pheromones, reducing the time and energy needed for evolution.

And that also meant that Elsa and others who had already been blessed could not raise their talents further.

On the other hand, Hailbo, Yilona, Ina, and others had not yet received the dragon's blessing, so they could go a step further.

This was actually not a big deal.

After all, talent itself has a limit.

Take Hailbo for instance, he is born with the talent to grow into a Legendary, and with an additional boost from the Mysterious Dragon, his potential could exceed Legendary and go even further.

But in total, there are only nine talent Levels, and if Elsa and the others have already been raised to a Mythical-Level talent, obviously they can't be upgraded further.

According to Elder Uncle's classification system, the two realms after Legendary are called Epic and Mythical, corresponding to the strongest combat forces that can be cultivated by Four Awakenings and Fifth Awakening Miracles respectively.

Therefore, from least to greatest, the simplest ranking of talent is.

Ordinary-Level Zero, Extraordinary-Level One, Transcendent-Level Two, Heroic-Level Three, Master-Level Four, King-Level Five, Legendary-Level Six, Epic-Level Seven, and Mythical-Level Eight.

On this basis, a Level Three Hero can undergo one Awakening, a Level Five can undergo a Second Awakening.

Legendary, Epic, and Mythical are respectively Third Awakening, Four Awakenings, and Fifth Awakening.

Basically, starting from King-level, each upgrade is a qualitative leap.

However, because power above the King level is too terrifying, the Holy Covenant expressly stipulates that no Children of Miracle battle will permit Legendary Warriors to intervene.

They may act as generals, give commands, but they must not personally engage in battle.

The level system specified here, which includes more than 100 different classifications, encompasses almost every Miracle Kingdom's level system and finally unified to the rule that Masters who control a Domain cannot participate in battle.

Moreover, the Holy Covenant also demands that 'any Children of Miracle battle' not allow Legends to the field.

What does that mean?

You can't deploy Legends to fight dimensional battles.

If you get invaded, you can send out Kings, but you can't send out Legends.

No matter the reasons for both sides, Legends cannot participate in battle, absolutely not!

As long as you don't want to face the wrath of the Holy Empire, then be obedient, follow the game rules it has set.

Additionally, about those citizens obtained through brainwashing.

Their talents have already been shattered, and a broken thing, the Mysterious Dragon says: I'm not a junk dealer!

“Killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.”

Glarus used an idiom brought by Bai Luo, he said, “We finally got 80,000 people, just waiting for the new Children of Miracle. If at this time we damage the few who can adapt to Your Majesty's Miracle Power, what was the point of taking the Ancient City?”

“Besides, even if everyone was brainwashed, the numbers still wouldn't be enough.”

Glarus, who ran between realms, knew very well the ratio of Miracle Citizens to ordinary population.

Generally speaking, having 800 Miracle Citizens out of a population of 80,000 would be pretty good.

The mortals of the Miracle Mainland are not without talent, it's just that the Miracle that suits them often does not belong to the lord they currently serve.

Even Bailuo, who now controls many Miracles.

But out of 80,000 people, more than 70,000 could not adapt to the Pegasus, fairy, tree elf, Avalon, Greedy World, and the power of Ancient Chronicles under his command.

Of course, adaptation is just the foundation; in the end, how far one can go still depends on their aptitude.

The Mysterious Dragon didn't merely improve aptitude by one level, but maximized the enhancement.

“80,000 people, at most we can gather 5,000 citizens.”

Glarus made a judgment, which was nearly identical to Bailuo's, “So it's still not enough.”

“If we don't brainwash these 5,000 people,” Gonnia asked, “how long will it take?”

“According to our progress here.”

Alaya said, “With the current scale of the Yatun Nation's National Academy, it would take two to three months to complete the thought reform (this isn't brainwashing, as that would require a spell), but a single session can handle at most a few hundred people.”

“Two to three months, just to train a few hundred people.”

Bailuo, “If every output of a few hundred people is invested back into education, how long would it take to completely raise 5,000 citizens?”

“At least a year or two.”

A year or two, if things really went that way, the Mysterious Dragon's next Dragon's Sacrifice ceremony might already be in preparation.

“So the best solution now is to find those dimensional creatures in different dimensions?”

“There are other methods as well.”

Glarus said, “Your Majesty, you are acquainted with the King of Aolai, what about asking him to lend 5,000 citizens?”

Bailuo could predict that if he asked, the King of Aolai might really agree.

The King of Aolai was a Four-Awakened Master of Miracles; he commanded Epic-grade individuals, more than a dozen Legendary warriors, over a hundred King and Master level experts, thousands of Heroic level individuals, and the Transcendent-level fairy population was even more than a hundred thousand.

By that account, the ordinary Miracle Citizens were not of much use to the King of Aolai, but the accumulated population was terrifying indeed.

You should know, fairies live long, even the fox clan could easily live for hundreds of years.

The King of Aolai had possessed the Miracle for over 4,000 years; one can imagine how many citizens he had.

So for the paltry 5,000 Ordinary Level Miracle Citizens, the King of Aolai truly wouldn't care.

If Bailuo wanted them, he could easily allocate 5,000 from millions of ordinary fairies; it really wouldn't be a big deal.

But that would lead to two problems.

First, Bailuo would owe the King of Aolai a favor that might be too large to repay later.

Moreover, Yatun and Aolai are, after all, two separate nations. If Yatun relied on Aolai for everything, how would it maintain its independence and autonomy over time?

If Yatun's first thought in a crisis is to ask for help from another country, can it still be called a nation?

“5,000 people from Aolai,” Elder Mountain Grandpa had rather serious cultural prejudices, “Would we still be Yatun then?”

If cultural invasion occurred, Yatun would have been crippled by Aolai Country already, with half its population being fairies from Aolai.

“The number of foreign citizens must be controlled within our Yatun's assimilation capacity,” the old uncle said, “Your Majesty, even if you really want his help, the limit should be 1,000 people, not one more.”

Bailuo shared a similar view with the two elders; Yatun was too small right now to let foreign cultures impact it.

“So even you don't have a solution for this huge deficit, uncle?”

“It should be soon.”

“What?”

Bailuo looked puzzled at the old uncle, only to see the elder smoking leisurely, with an attitude that didn't take the population issue seriously, “Feiya is about to make a breakthrough.”

“Boom~~~”

The endless Miracle Power burst forth in Avalon World, and nearly everyone inside the castle felt the pressure from the Queen of Avalon almost immediately.

The crowd exchanged glances and then turned to look at the uncle simultaneously, their eyes filled with astonishment and admiration that words could hardly describe.

Long Guixiang, “Truly worthy of Saros.”

Glarus, “Old brother is still so badass.”

Elder Mountain Grandpa, “These are basic operations, after all, it's him.”

Grandfather Andrew, “I have long been convinced.”

“Damn!”

Feeling the surging Miracle Power, Bailuo exclaimed, “How can it be so precise? Uncle, even you could guess this? As the Master of Miracles, even I did not anticipate it!”

No sooner had he finished speaking than the elder sister made her breakthrough.

“Uh…”

The uncle quietly wiped his forehead: This, this was really quite a coincidence.

He indeed anticipated the elder sister would breakthrough soon, but when he said 'should be breaking through,' he didn't mean the very next second!!!

The uncle meant it could be tomorrow or maybe the day after when she would make her breakthrough.

But elder sister's move was too sudden.

“Luck, it's all just luck.”

The uncle, “I, Saros, am a mature old man, how could I possibly panic.”

“Being modest.”

“Every time you guess right, you say it's luck.”

“Ah well, I'm used to it.”

“After all, it's Saros.”

“Yes, yes, after all, it's Saros.”

“It really is just luck!”

The elder appeared calm and composed, smoking nonchalantly, with an air of having seen through everything.

“Let's go, everyone.”

Bailuo knew this time it was the uncle's luck, he chuckled silently, then stood up and said, “Let's go congratulate Feiya, and wish her success on her Third Awakening.”

Chapter end

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