Chapter 388 (1/2)

Chapter 388: The Sigil of God’s Will

Translator: Meh/TransN Editor: – –

These words confirmed Roland’s guess, which was that the God’s Stone of Retaliation did not affect magic power, but witches’ abilities.

“Besides the Chaos Beast, did the Quest Society find any other ways to produce Magic Stones?”

Agatha shook her head. “It’s easier said than done. The Union once had a witch who could turn God’s Stones of Retaliation into regular stones, but all she did was to remove the magic power—it wasn’t nearly enough to even produce the simplest Stones of Light.” She turned to Sylvie. “You can see the form of magic power, so you should also be able to see the real forms of these crystals.”

“It’s a ball of faint… fog,” Sylvie said with an unsure tone.

“This is one of the ways magic power gathers.” Agatha nodded. “The Quest Society examined and recorded almost 10,000 witches and Magic Stones, and they found that most unevolved magic power came in the form of fog, cyclones, blown sand, light balls and flames. They might look similar, but each had an infinite amount of minute differences, which was why we believed there were no two identical magic powers. As for magic powers that were condensed after the High Awakening, their shapes differed even more.”

“Its light is dimming,” Tilly suddenly pointed to the Stone of Light in Roland’s hand and said.

“That’s because I only channeled a small amount of magic power,” Agatha explained.

“But I once saw a Stone of Light in the Fjord ruins that never dimmed,” she said confusedly. “If those underwater ruins belonged to you, then can you also make a Stone of Light shine for 400 years?”

“Underwater ruins?” Agatha was shocked. “Did some Union members go to the Swirling Sea?” She shook her head and dismissed this thought. “It’s possible to make a Stone of Light shine forever, but it requires more than 10 witches.”

“More than 10… ” Anna mumbled. “Is it transferring magic power?”

“Yes. Some witches can refill others’ magic power or directly exchange the magic power collected from two people. This way, a witch can channel much more power than the amount she has in her own body and cause a Magic Stone to act continuously.” Agatha returned the Stone of Light to its original brightness. “However, this method doesn’t work on every kind of Magic Stone. Usually, only the Stones of Mist with the simplest form of magic power can be used this way, such as Stones of Light or Echo Stones, which aren’t much help in battle.”

“But they would be very useful in the castle,” Roland said excitedly, staring at the box of Stones of Light.

In a time before the Electrical Age, these things would be perfect lighting, and he was sick of weak and flickering candlelight. Candles were alright in the winter, but working in the office in the summer was absolute torture, not to mention it’s horrible for his eyesight. Now, these magic stones could brighten the entire castle, even at night.

“They would?” Agatha asked disapprovingly. “I think they would be more useful in the laboratories, especially if we want to keep producing liquid oxygen at night, because open flames are too dangerous.”

“Um… Is she asking to work overtime in addition to the eight hours during the day?” Roland tilted his head. “Ahem, let’s take a look at the Magic Stones in the other boxes first.”

A quick check showed that besides Stones of Light of various shapes and brightness, there were also some random Stones. According to the Ice Witch, although these were all priceless goods, they were still of the lowest tier of Magic Stones. For example, there were Stones of Vigilance that sent out signals and Stones of Pathfinding that located things. “I wasn’t in charge of everything in the Holy City’s stone tower, and I was basically estranged from the Quest Society at the time, so all the goods I transported were unimportant.”

“What about these books?” Roland pointed to the black books in the other boxes. “Are these all lab records?”

“Some of these are the General Principles.” Agatha blushed. “I wanted to save a copy as a promotion guide to the new witches who had to reclaim wastelands.”

Why was this embarrassing? Roland glanced at her curiously and continued to sift through the remaining boxes.

“This wooden box… is a little strange.” Sylvie’s words caused his hands to tremble and recoil immediately.