[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped":3,"chapter-imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-509":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1727980,2207,"Chapter 509 - Chapter65-The Final Student","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-509",509,"\u003Cp>After placing Isabella gently on the bed and tucking her in, Alan quietly returned to the great hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Alan come back, Francis trembled slightly—afraid he might start beating him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He honestly didn't have the strength to keep tangling with Alan anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan walked up to him and extended a hand. \"Sorry about earlier.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis let out a huge sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I knew it! I didn't provoke your sister or anything! She saw how badly I was hurt and just started crying on her own.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out and let Alan pull him up from the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, eyeing Alan curiously, he asked, \"What spell did you use just now? That was terrifying!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Light Sword Spell,\" Alan replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Light element, huh? No wonder it was so fast and aggressive. I couldn't defend against it at all!\" Francis said, visibly more relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Getting beaten by both Alice and Alan in such a short time was a major blow to his pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice was on another level entirely, sure. But Alan? In his mind, Alan was supposed to be on par with him—or even far below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now he'd been completely crushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he'd only just arrived in the capital—hadn't even had time to shine before being totally suppressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Alan was no ordinary prodigy either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan, in turn, asked, \"What skill did you use earlier? You moved like the wind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis grinned smugly. \"Unlike most mages, I wield a unique element outside of the four basics—gravity. I can negate gravity, making myself light as a feather.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In that state, even basic movement techniques become incredibly fast. Very few can match me in speed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I didn't have that, there's no way I'd have dodged your Light Sword Spell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing that, Alan felt even more apologetic. \"Sorry again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis waved him off cheerfully. \"Ah, it's not entirely your fault. Your sister saw me all banged up and started crying. I thought I'd cheer her up by saying you were even more pitiful than me. But she just cried harder.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…??\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan blinked in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a burly man came walking up the path from the foot of the mountain. He had a rugged, mature face and radiated an intimidating, bandit-like aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis was startled. He had always thought of himself as brawny, his body rippling with muscle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to this guy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the sheer ferocity pouring off the man made Francis's skin crawl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who the hell is this guy?\" Francis muttered, scratching his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan thought for a moment. \"I think he might be the final student Headmaster Gayle mentioned.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he looked older, his eyes were clear and youthful. His true age likely didn't match his appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about you test his strength?\" Francis suddenly said excitedly. \"Call it a welcome ceremony.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan nodded slightly. \"You go first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis shrugged. \"Fine, fine, I'll go first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a deep breath, picked up a sturdy wooden stick from the ground, tested its weight, and felt satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black light surged around him again, his body becoming light and nimble, while the stick in his hand hardened like steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, he dashed behind the brawny man and swung the stick toward the back of his head with a howling gust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the man didn't even flinch. Golden elemental light shimmered across his body, making him look like a miniature golden statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis's strike landed squarely—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was the one sent flying!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand went numb from the impact, as if he had just slammed into a steel wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man turned to glare at Francis. His bright eyes held a flicker of killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis steadied himself and knew he couldn't take this guy alone. He quickly turned to Alan and shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's got a skull of steel—help me out here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan stepped forward calmly. The burly man tensed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alan smiled. \"I'm also a student of Sirius Academy. Welcome aboard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis froze, thunderstruck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burly man sensed no hostility from Alan and smiled back. \"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked back at Francis, expression hardening. Like a hungry tiger, he lunged toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell?! Francis thought. I don't even know you! Why'd you come at me with that monster punch?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the man charged, Francis's pupils shrank, and he turned to flee, shouting over his shoulder:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alan, you traitor!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the lush mountain forest was filled with the sound of Francis's wailing screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed quickly, and soon it was midday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gayle and Blanche sat on either side of the stone table in the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gayle was lounging back, guzzling wine with a glazed expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blanche, gripping a dagger in reverse grip, looked on edge—her hunger palpable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burly man sat formally and upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across from him, Francis sat covered in bruises and black eyes, beaten nearly senseless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man had shown no mercy. If Francis hadn't been sturdy, he might still be unconscious on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, Alan and Isabella walked in carrying a large roasting tray, placing it on the stone table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as it was set down—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blanche's dagger flashed, and a sizzling piece of meat was already off the bone and in her hand, devoured in savage bites.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gayle's glazed eyes lit up. He leapt onto his chair and grabbed a huge hunk of meat with his bare hands—ignoring the heat—and started eating it with wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis and the brawny man were stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their stomachs were rumbling too, and they quickly grabbed knives to carve their share.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blanche's meat wasn't even gone before she was already slicing the next cut. She moved like the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Gayle frowned. \"A young lady like you, have some restraint! Who taught you such bad habits?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his words, he was also shoveling meat into his plate, hands moving just as fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan and Isabella watched the chaos quietly—they had already eaten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the noisy feast, Gayle picked at his teeth with his little pinky fingernail and glanced around the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, now that we're full, let me take this chance to introduce the new student.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the burly man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His name is Fort, from Mist Wood in the northern Plantagenet Kingdom. He has a special Sharp Metal Bloodline.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A special bloodline?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned to Fort in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd already sensed something unusual about him, but to hear it confirmed was still surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Special elemental bloodlines were extremely rare—even within the Plantagenet Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fort looked around at them, pride flashing in his clear eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw Francis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted to hostile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis, in turn, glared at Alan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan pretended not to notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gayle now looked at Francis, shirtless and battered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His name is Francis, from Sunset Marsh. He possesses the rare gravity element, giving him natural advantages in speed and strength.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan's eyes sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy was definitely no pushover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From what he'd shown earlier, Alan could tell that Francis's speed was off the charts. And if gravity enhanced his strength too, then he must be extremely dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Francis hadn't shown that side yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Francis suddenly lifted his head proudly, swan-like, and pointed at Alan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about this guy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gayle replied flatly, \"That's Alan, from House Roan in the Northern District. He's a Grand Magus.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Magus?! A Grand Magus?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned to stare at Alan, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magus-class professions required insane talent and were exceedingly rare. In all the long history of the Plantagenet Kingdom, there had only been one Magus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Alan looked so young…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Grand Magus already?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn't it said that Magi were the strongest class, but also the hardest to cultivate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Francis suddenly remembered something and burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alan? Alan! Wait—you're that so-called reject from Lioncrest Academy, aren't you?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella's blue eyes widened in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My brother's a genius, not a reject! And you're not allowed to eat any more of the barbecue we make!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fort nodded. \"Starve him twice and he'll learn his lesson.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis quickly backtracked. \"No, no! I meant Lioncrest Academy are the idiots! How could they not see how talented Alan is?! They're all fools!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella finally smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis let out a relieved sigh. Honestly, Alan and Isabella's barbecue was irreplaceable—he couldn't go without it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gayle cleared his throat and continued, \"There's a library deep in the valley, filled with old magical notes and spellbooks left behind by our predecessors. What you find there will depend on your luck.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But odds are… you won't find much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why not?\" Francis asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gayle scratched the back of his head. \"Well, agave liquor keeps getting more expensive. We had to trade some books for booze.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis's jaw dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gayle, looking unbothered, continued, \"Oh right, one more thing I nearly forgot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slapped his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just a friendly reminder: Sirius Academy has a long-standing grudge with Lioncrest Academy. Every three years, we hold life-and-death duels between our students.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you die, your corpse gets strung up beneath the Sky Ladder. So… do your best.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've got about a year and a half. After that—live or die—it's up to your own strength.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just before he walked away, he paused again and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Oh, and one more thing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1546,"2026-06-06T15:56:32.855Z",1,"novelbin.me","605ed86371064e1e95f5b217be170f60bfd25c5afd800acb3d839d85a8c561ec","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-573","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-572",734,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-cover.jpg"]