Chapter 493: Making a Wish

Half an hour later, the battle was completely over above the collapsed stone cave. Li Mochen stood on it, using an altar that had been built long ago to sacrifice the flesh, blood, and souls of the dragon lich Babos and his 'Sanctus' Magdalen to the 'Scarlet Dragon Armor'.

Dragon liches have no flesh, but grinding their bones into bone powder works just as well. What the 'Scarlet Dragon Armor' truly needs is only the essence of their power.

It is worth noting that both the dragon and the human possessed the essences of 'Earth' and 'Fire'. Combined, they perfectly matched the Earth and Fire among the four elements. Especially the dragon lich Babos, a high-ranking demigod who could be used as a half-sacrifice.

After completing the sacrificial ritual, Li Mochen, with a solemn expression, bowed slightly toward a twenty-story magic tower hovering above them. Its owner, a mage with divine-level combat power, was ahead of him on the path of cultivation, both now and in the past.

This was the mage who had severely wounded the dragon lich Babos and Magdalen twenty years ago. Li Mochen had only tentatively extended an invitation, but to his surprise, the mage responded immediately, filling him with joy.

This time, the mage played a crucial role in resolving the battle without any losses, even though he did not use his power as a mage in the fight.

However, the mage showed no intention of leaving. Instead, he blinked directly in front of Li Mochen. He was a lich, clad in an exquisite purple robe, with bones like jade.

He first 'gazed' at the 'Scarlet Dragon Armor' on the altar, which was still absorbing the demigod's soul and power essence, then pointed his golden staff at the ground not far away. Instantly, a large number of metal fragments flew out from the soil, gathered together, and quickly restored into a suit of 'armor'.

Li Mochen raised an eyebrow and focused his attention.

That was the saint-level armor worn by the demigod dragon lich Babos. Although it had been hacked to pieces by Robert's 'Fang of the Wind God', its defensive capability was still astonishing. It should be on the same level as the 'Fang of the Wind God', a quasi-mythical weapon, though weaker in power.

This fifth-level saint artifact had likely absorbed a portion of divine power related to 'Twilight'. Thus, any external force striking this armor would fall into 'Twilight', with its power, lethality, and destructiveness greatly diminished. It could be called the 'Twilight Saint Armor'.

But what intrigued Li Mochen more was the mage's spell that restored the 'Twilight Saint Armor'. It was a high-level 'Wish Spell', the genuine article in this world. He was seeing it for the first time and tried to analyze its mysteries.

This magic in the mage system was the one he most wanted to master and learn. Li Mochen intended to comprehend the secrets of the 'Wish Spell' to improve the efficiency of using merit energy, and also to see if the ultimate essence of this spell could help him complete the 'Path of Fate'—which he had aspired to since his time as Wentao—also known as the 'Divine Authority of Fate' in this world.

Li Mochen had already done so. He had mastered the basic and intermediate 'Wish Spell', but the high-level one was still at the beginner stage.

'Although becoming an undead creature has stripped me of emotions, the death of my apprentice has never been forgotten, becoming an obsession. Now, I can let my most beloved apprentice rest in peace. Therefore—'

The lich mage pointed his finger and sent the 'Twilight Saint Armor' to Robert: 'Consider this quasi-mythical weapon as my gift. It will make your maid even stronger. The Greek goddess of twilight, Hesperis, fell near the Ionian Sea. You can go there and try to find the scattered fragments of her divine essence. I'm not sure if any remain, but you can try. This may allow your maid to one day confront beings like me. Farewell, young man who may revive the great cause of the Barbarossa Emperor.'

Then his figure vanished on the spot, and the magic tower also disappeared without a trace.

'This is Paracelsus, a mage who has lived for 1200 years. He was the most powerful mage and grand alchemist of the Renaissance, and the creator of the Philosopher's Stone. He once fought against the Radiant Church, inflicting heavy losses on the Inquisition. But because of that, he consumed too much of his lifespan. Since entering the modern era, he has lived in seclusion. Except for hunting down this pair of dragon lich lovers who nearly killed him and his apprentice at one point, he never appears before others.'

After the mage Paracelsus left, another mage appeared before Li Mochen. He was a young man with a delicate face and a scholarly air.

'Thank you again for allowing me to participate in this battle, Lord Wiltonstein. Although I cannot eradicate the Dragon Lich Cult, at least you have allowed me to avenge my grievance.'

Li Mochen smiled at him: 'So, are you interested in working for me, Professor Grans? Joining my side means you won't have to stay in the Divine Grace Tower every day, relying on the protection of the New World Magic Association to avoid the Dragon Lich Cult's pursuit. I know you prefer to stay there for research, but voluntarily staying for academic work and being forced to stay indoors are two different things.'

The legendary mage named Alex Grans frowned slightly, showing reluctance. But he did not refuse immediately. Instead, he looked at the 'Scarlet Dragon Armor' emitting a blood-red glow, his eyes flickering.

'If I am fortunate enough to recruit you, Babos's 'Extreme Law Crown' can serve as my sincerity gift.'

Li Mochen continued to persuade: 'Additionally, I will invite you to participate in the second hunt later.'

'Second hunt?' Alex Grans was taken aback: 'Lord Wiltonstein, allow me to remind you respectfully. Among the four pairs of dragon lich lovers of the Dragon Lich Cult in the New World, only Babos and Magdalen are the weakest, as their wounds have never fully healed.'

Unless Li Mochen could once again find a mage to assist him. Of course, if it were just a battle, Li Mochen's side was undoubtedly stronger, but defeating and killing were not the same.

Moreover, whether he could even successfully locate the next demigod dragon lich was also a question.

'Of course I know the power of dragon lich demigods.'

Li Mochen replied with a smile: 'But I don't do things without confidence. How about this: let's make a wager. If I truly succeed, then Professor Grans will serve as my magic consultant. If I fail, you can take the 'Extreme Law Crown' away.'

'Agreed!'

This time, the legendary mage agreed very straightforwardly: 'If that's the case, I can become your magic consultant in exchange for your protection. However, I prefer studying magic and alchemy over fighting. So the contract must stipulate that combat tasks do not exceed two per year, each lasting no more than a month. Additionally, I will need your grandfather to help me upgrade my magic tower.'