My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start Chapter 324
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Chapter 324: 324
Chapter 324: Antonio’s Acceptance
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
[Diamond-tier special building: the Tower of Babylon]
[Effect: The tower is divided into 100 levels; each level is a node guarded by the gatekeeper, who can receive many rewards and choose to enter the next node.]
[Additional abilities: Space Warp (when entering the next node, you can choose not to enter a single level, but to jump multiple levels; the number of jumps depends on the challenger’s strength], Information Recording (the adventurers’ information will be recorded, and the next time you enter, you can start from the level you have already passed, without having to challenge it from the beginning), Random God’s Blessing (the Tower of Babel’s walls are engraved with God’s blessing, and each level you pass, you will get to receive a random God’s blessing).]
“Not bad. This is a great success.”
Watson clapped his hands in satisfaction as he looked at the new structure.
At that moment, he was at the highest level of the Tower of Babel. He looked down and saw a wide and long spiral staircase; it was thousands of meters from top to the ground. A stone pillar of unknown height supported the entire staircase in the middle. That stone pillar had the Absolute Gravity that Watson cast. It was responsible for eliminating gravity so that it could float in the sky.
At the same time, there were low walls on both sides of the stairs, with guardrails built on top. That was to prevent those who were not silver-tier elites from accidentally falling during a reckless challenge. He had also added many kinds of blessings carved on the walls.
As a young man in modern society, Watson had played many games in his previous life, so he also knew how to make a ruin look more attractive. The several functions of the Tower of Babel that he had fused include Space Warp, commonly known in the game as Jumping levels, Information Recording, which was archiving, and Random God’s Blessing, a buff.
The first two functions would significantly reduce the progress of the adventurer’s exploration, while the last function would increase the fun of the exploration. For example, if an adventurer was stuck on the first floor and could not clear the level, it might be because the God’s Blessing that he had was not powerful enough. If he challenged a few more times and obtained a more powerful God’s Blessing, he might be able to clear the level.
That was the optimal solution that Watson had come up with after trying to shorten the time for each exploration and increase the number of times the adventurers would explore.
“I reckon that once that Tower of Babel is launched, it will cause a huge uproar among the adventurers.” Watson placed his hands on his hips, the corners of his mouth rising as he muttered with some pride.
He did not doubt the charm of his masterpiece. After all, the original underground maze was also created to give the adventurers a trial. However, it only focused on the difficulty. It did not consider the adventurers’ experience that caused many adventurers to be afraid of danger even though they had the strength to do it.
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For hundreds of years, only the sword saint had managed to clear the level, so it might have something to do with that.
Watson’s Tower of Babel was different because the people guarding the tower were Blackmoon Knights. He had already instructed those knights not to kill those adventurers and just hit them back. At the same time, the God’s Blessing carved on the wall was to protect the lives of those adventurers. It included low-tier blessings such as healing, strength, speed, and courage.
There were also powerful blessings that he had obtained from the memories of the various powerful priests in the Einherjar’s body. For example, the Undying Bird’s Blessing could avoid a fatal injury for a short period. The Sun’s Blessing also allowed one to increase one’s luck by a large margin under the sunlight and increase his attributes by three times.
With the enhancement of those blessings, the challengers would become more, making it more difficult for the Blackmoon Knights, which would also help them grow their strength.
According to Watson’s calculation, each Blackmoon Knight would guard the Tower of Babel for a month and then change to another batch. That way, it would take about a hundred years in the outside world for all the knights to be rotated. The efficiency was too low. Therefore, he decided to upgrade the Tower of Babel after they had reached a specific total of challengers. For example, he would increase the number of gatekeepers at each level or increase levels. That way, he could reduce the training time for each Blackmoon Knight.
Besides those Blackmoon Knights who were there to guard the Tower of Babel, the Blackmoon Iron Knights on Mount Creation could not stay idle. After he built the Tower of Babel, he asked Nightingale to send the World Transformation Mirror to Mount Creation to help the people on Mount Creation cultivate it.
In just a few years, Watson believed that the Blackmoon Knights would be reborn.
“Master Antonio, aren’t we here to see Young Master Watson? You have tried repeatedly to pass the level to get the blessing from the wall. When can we see Young Master Watson?”
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from under the spiral stairs.
Watson looked down subconsciously and saw Denise accompanying Antonio as they walked up the stairs. Denise had placed her hands on her hip with a helpless expression while Antonio leaned on his walking stick. As they advanced, they fought against the Blackmoon Knights that guarded each step.
Naturally, the Blackmoon Knights did not dare to attack Antonio with their full strength. Antonio was a diamond-tier elite, so he managed to defeat those gatekeepers in a few moves. After defeating the enemy, Antonio did not advance. Instead, he took two steps backward and waited for the God’s Blessings on the wall to fall onto him, revealing a satisfied expression.
“Denise, don’t rush me. I’ll gather all the God’s Blessings on the wall right away! I’ve walked and gone through almost a hundred steps and saw more than a thousand kinds of blessings. When combined, some of those blessings will have a potent effect, and some of the effects are very ordinary. I’m planning to combine them into a set of the strongest blessings.”
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“Master Antonio, why are you so childish?”
“Denise, you don’t understand the joy of doing that! It’s not following me, but you’ll know when you walk up from the bottom. I need to speak to Watson privately; you can go down first.”
Antonio walked up the stairs, leaving Denise muttering in disbelief. “I’ve been watching for a long time, and I don’t feel anything. Will there be any changes if I try it?” She hesitated, but she still walked down the stairs and prepared to try.
“Greetings, Master.”
Watson bowed his head at Antonio.
“Watson, you did well. I did not expect you to clear the ruin and even modified it. You even added God’s Blessings on the wall. It’s really amazing. When I knew which blessing it was, I just had to clear the levels a few times!”
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Antonio narrowed his eyes and stroked his nonexistent beard. He said slowly, “Not to mention that one will receive a large number of rewards after clearing it. There’s no doubt that this place will be filled with adventurers for some time!”
“Master, you’re too wise.”
Watson praised him from the bottom of his heart. He could make such a change because he knew what the future held, and Antonio could see the wonders of that tower at a glance. It was just as he had expected of the kingdom’s greatest mage.
“Watson, you did not disappoint me. Let’s not talk about that tower. Let’s talk about you. What did you gain from that tower? I didn’t teach you the God’s Blessings; that’s a priest’s skill.”
Antonio straightened his back, and a diamond-tier aura spread from his body as he said that. That aura made Watson feel suffocated. At the same time, he also understood why his master was there, and it was to verify what he had gained in the underground maze.
Watson’s expression turned solemn when he understood his master’s reasoning. Pieces of armor-shaped light appeared on his body, and the space behind him became distorted. Illusory, glowing arms wrapped around him as eyes appeared through the cracks.
That vision stretched for more than ten meters, and everything within that space became blurry. It was as if his body was covered with an invisible giant shell.
The Einherjar’s body was unleashing fully!
“What a powerful aura! It seems like you’ve gained quite a lot from that trip to the buried city. Come!” Antonio exclaimed before he waved at Watson.
“Then I won’t stand in ceremony with you, Master.
“Platinum-tier God’s blessing, activate! The God of Light’s blessing, the God of Destruction’s blessing, the God of Hunting’s blessing, the God of Wind’s blessing…”
Watson immediately added dozens of blessings to himself. Those blessings were formed from the memories of many priests in the Einherjar’s body. Most of the priests who were there to challenge the underground maze were priests from the Holy Dragon Kingdom. However, there was no lack of elites from other countries. Those people believed in different gods. In addition, a god could have many kinds of authority, which resulted in Watson mastering dozens of God’s Blessings.
After those blessings landed on his body, Watson’s aura soared as if he had crossed the threshold of a diamond. The gods’ projections appeared behind him and filled his body with divine radiance.
Before he could make a move, Antonio smiled. He cast a platinum-tier earth-elemental spell tentatively. “Super Black Hole.”
As he cast the spell, a massive black hole appeared above Watson’s head. The distorted black gravity tried to absorb him.
Boom!
However, as he faced the terrifying spell above his head, Watson only stretched his fist outward and punched toward the top of his head. That punch seemed to contain tens of thousands of battle techniques, transforming into tens of thousands of different forms of fists. It was dazzling. Antonio blinked his eyes, realizing that the illusions of the tens of thousands of fists had disappeared. Watson’s punch was an ordinary one, but it shattered the black hole in the sky.
Then, Watson took a step forward, and his body suddenly twisted in the air, turning into a giant dragon that was more than ten meters long as he flew into the air. That dragon was the same as the Golden Flash, except it was a little smaller. However, its aura was stronger.
“Platinum-tier Druid secret skill, Dragon Transformation!”
That was one of the platinum-tier secret skills that he had fused with the knowledge of archers in the Einherjar body. It could allow him to transform into a giant dragon completely. He could transform into two types of dragons—the Diamond Star Dragon and the Death Omen Star Dragon. Since he was more familiar with the Golden Flash, Watson chose to transform into the former.
As he transformed, eight fiery breaths shot out from his mouth, advancing layer by layer in mid-air as it pierced and landed in front of Antonio. That was the Diamond Star Dragon’s ultimate move—the Eight Layers of Fiery Breath!
“Absolute Reflection!”
Antonio waved his staff, and the twisted ancient tree veins on the staff fell as it emitted a diamond-tier glow. At the same time, an angel halo hovered above his head, and an illusory mirror bounced the flames that Watson had shot out as a dragon and swallowed Watson with even more ferocious momentum.
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