Chapter 467: Hooked
Even though Cú Chulainn had consumed one-third of his own magic power in this move without realizing it, he didn't feel sorry at all, and even wanted to do it again.
At the same time, the god-children were also stunned by the move he had just displayed.
Even their fathers, those true gods, would not know how much effort it would take to achieve such earth-shattering magic, but Cú Chulainn had done it just after coming into contact with the Magic Net.
They couldn't wait to recite the registration incantation one after another, preparing to try this magical Magic Net.
Looking at the excited god-children, Murphy also revealed a cheerful smile.
Very good, the fish is hooked.
The convenience of the Magic Net was comparable to future mobile phones, and even exceeded them in many aspects. Once used, it would be difficult to quit.
This would provide a steady supply of magic power to the Magic Net.
And through the observation of the god-children, those gods behind them would soon realize the power of the Magic Net. No magic user could refuse such a temptation; it was only a matter of time before they entered the field themselves.
And for the gods, Murphy had also left a surprise for them in the Magic Net.
The gods did not make Murphy wait too long.
Just five days after the Magic Net node was completed, while Murphy was teaching his thirteen disciples, he suddenly felt a vast magical aura descend upon the camp.
A goddess wrapped in black gauze appeared among the crowd out of nowhere. She strolled past the wizards' smelting workshops, and phantoms walked out of her body, observing from every angle the scene of wizards chanting various incantations to cast rough copper ingots into magical mountain copper. Then those phantoms walked back one after another and merged into one with her.
Seemingly unwilling to let mortals witness her, the wizards in the camp were completely unaware of the goddess's arrival.
She came to the outside of the tent where Murphy was teaching, but the latter did not stop his lecture, instead continuing to explain how to replicate Magic Net nodes.
The range that an ordinary Magic Net node could influence would expand with the amount of magic power circulating inside, but the range that a node could cover was limited. To use the Magic Net in a larger area, more nodes or secondary nodes had to be built.
This was an extremely tedious and long-term work. Murphy did not intend to do it himself, but was prepared to leave this world-class project to the wizards.
He had already left many tool incantations in the Magic Net node needed to produce more Magic Net nodes, such as incantations to facilitate the wizards' smelting of mountain copper, incantations to extract polar magic power, rituals to combine materials into Magic Net node modules, and incantations to integrate Magic Net nodes into the Magic Net, etc.
Murphy had already planned the blueprints for the construction of the Magic Net. The wizards only needed to follow the steps of these incantations and rituals to construct and connect the Magic Net nodes into the Magic Net.
However, even so, the work of building the Magic Net was still very complex. Murphy's training class had already been held two or three times, and the wizards had still failed to build a qualified secondary Magic Net node.
At this time, after explaining several difficult steps again, Murphy answered several questions encountered by the wizards, and then let them disperse.
Then he stood up. "Respected Lady of War, Phantom Queen, I have kept you waiting."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Phantom Queen Morrigan appeared in the tent. She had long, pitch-black hair, her body wrapped in layers of black gauze, and her beautiful, moving face stared at Murphy, her expression one of exploration and scrutiny.
Inconsistent with her appearance, her voice was hoarse and low, like the dying gasp of an old woman, which was uncomfortable. She asked, "Who are you?"
"A name is just a symbol. Now they call me Merlin," Murphy said.
"Merlin was created by my own hands. You are not him," Morrigan denied, though her expression did not change.
Murphy shrugged, not arguing about this issue. If the other party had really come to hold him accountable, there would be no need to wait outside for so long.
Morrigan realized that the person in front of her did not fear her power, which was not surprising, so she said, "I created him and bestowed upon him the power of magic. He was the most outstanding in magic among all the god-children. But he is far inferior to you."
"Thank you for your praise."
"Where does your power come from?" Morrigan asked.
"Knowledge and reason. Nothing else."
Several phantoms walked out of Morrigan and surrounded Murphy, looking him up and down. Those phantoms eventually returned to her body.
The other party was not lying, but this was clearly not the answer she wanted.
However, she had not come for an answer either.
"What do you want?" Morrigan asked. "Hand over the control of the Magic Net to me, and I will give you everything you want."
Murphy smiled. "That cannot be done."
"Merlin," Morrigan spat out the name with a hint of sarcasm. "You are very powerful, but you are only a mortal, and the power of the gods is infinite. You cannot fight against us."
In fact, Murphy had obtained divinity more than once, such as the "Only True God" when he first destroyed those newborn animal gods, or the "Awakened God" when he tried to educate all living beings, or the God of Trickery, etc.
But Murphy did not let these divinities stain himself, but only used them as tools for storing and transforming mental power, occasionally borrowing their characteristics to complete some cover-ups and arrangements.
Therefore, although he could use power equal to that of the gods, and even make the god-children unable to figure out his background, as long as he did not deliberately put on a disguise of a god for himself, he was indeed still just a mortal.
Since ancient times, there have been countless powerful mortal heroes, some of whose power was even enough to rival the gods, but such power might make the gods wary, but it was not enough to make them fear.
This was exactly the result Murphy wanted.
If the power he displayed already made the gods feel afraid, they would naturally have doubts about jumping into his trap. However, as just a powerful mortal hero, they would not yet view him as a threat.
"You misunderstood," Murphy said. "I am only one of the builders of the Magic Net, but not the controller of the Magic Net. My purpose in building the Magic Net is to allow wizards to better use their own power, not to seize power."
"The Magic Net has a simple feedback mechanism. The more magic power injected, the more power it can return, just like sowing more seeds will harvest more grain. This process is spontaneous and does not rely on anyone's control. I naturally cannot hand over so-called control. With your ability, you should be able to see that I am not lying."
"You are not lying, wizard, but you have hidden some things. The Magic Net is not just what you say," Morrigan appeared behind Murphy and sniffed at the latter's shoulder. "You have another enemy... very powerful... I smell the scent of conspiracy. This is a tool... you are using everyone... be careful, wizard, you are playing with fire..."
Murphy fell silent, frowning as if he had been caught in a trap.
"I see it, fire, war, a cage... that appearance..." Morrigan's hoarse voice was like the whisper of a hag. "Hehe, I think I know who you are, wizard..."
"Demon, Satan, Lucifer... so that's it, your enemy... is Him. Hehe..." Morrigan laughed low. "You have found yourself a remarkable enemy, wizard."
The goddess stood in front of Murphy again, her expression suddenly softening, and even her voice was rapidly becoming young. "But you are lucky."
"We have a common enemy," when she spat out the last word, her voice became like a young girl's. "Come, Merlin, tell me what other power you have hidden in this Magic Net."
"Come, join us, and I will give you eternal victory."
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