[{"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-539":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},1728038,2207,"Chapter 539 95-A Sudden Awakening","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-539",539,"\u003Cp>Seeing the situation, the third princess sighed helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without ceremony, she hoisted Alan onto her shoulder like cargo and swiftly carried him back to her small palace in Ironblood City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To call it a \"palace\" might be a stretch—it was more like a residence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its interior was modest, with only the most essential furnishings for daily living. There was no trace of luxury or opulence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that sense, it reflected the third princess's personality perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a staunch minimalist. If something served no practical purpose, she discarded it without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her attendants had been waiting respectfully by the entrance for some time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the third princess didn't even spare them a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a simple wave of her hand, she said, \"Go fetch Aileen. I need her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, a figure appeared at the palace gates—an old crone wearing a crooked wizard hat, her face covered in warts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked like the archetypal wicked witch straight out of a fairy tale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her hand, she held a rotting poisoned apple, and her expression was anything but friendly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third princess casually dismissed the other attendants, then smiled at the witch and said, \"There's no one else here. You can drop the act.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Your Highness,\" the old woman replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as she spoke, a strange magical aura enveloped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark purple mist swirled around her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within the haze stepped out a tall, enchanting woman with striking features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a silk dress of the same dark purple hue, which clung to her figure in all the right ways, hinting at her curves beneath the fabric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On closer inspection, the mist hadn't vanished—it had been absorbed into the very fibers of her gown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third princess could only shake her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This royal apothecary, who had watched her grow up, never appeared without making a scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After so many years, the princess had grown numb to her dramatic flair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He…\" the third princess gestured toward Alan, who lay unconscious on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aileen immediately stepped forward and released a gentle wave of magical energy, scanning Alan from head to toe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No words were needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She already understood what the princess wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a silent understanding born from years of companionship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elemental backlash caused by elemental imbalance,\" Aileen clicked her tongue. \"This is going to be tricky.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The princess's face darkened slightly. \"Even you can't fix it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aileen waved her hand. \"Fixing the immediate symptoms isn't hard. The problem is restoring his chaotic elemental flow to its original state. That'll take time—or a specially crafted potion to neutralize the backlash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, then added, \"But as you know, Your Highness, potion prices in the kingdom have always been sky-high…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third princess clenched her jaw and thought for a moment. \"Since I joined the military, hasn't Father been sending me potions in secret? Use my stockpile to prepare something appropriate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aileen looked at the princess in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Highness, those potions are worth a fortune. And you already used up quite a bit during the last battle. The next shipment isn't due for some time. If we use the rest now, then—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough with the whining. Use them,\" the third princess cut her off. \"I'm not some fragile porcelain doll.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the resolve in her voice, Aileen said no more. She could tell the princess had made up her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well, then. I'll start preparing the potion right away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a graceful bow, Aileen turned and swiftly exited the princess's private chambers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Left alone, the third princess glanced wistfully at Alan, still lying unconscious, then shook her head and walked into the adjacent hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once she had made sure the servants were gone, she sat at one end of the long table and slowly took out the tier-diamond magic scroll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason Permafrost World had drawn so much attention from every major power wasn't just because of its high rank—it was also because of its rarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mages who had poured their life's knowledge into the scroll had also imbued it with unique rune-based seals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only two kinds of people in the entire world could break those seals: the mage who created it, and their direct bloodline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, until the scroll was fully unsealed, no one else in the world could ever wield a second Permafrost World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a rare and priceless skill, if put on the market, would undoubtedly cause a massive economic upheaval throughout the kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, Alan had tossed it to her—casually, carelessly, as if it were nothing more than a chew toy for a dog—when she had been standing atop the watchtower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This simple gesture revealed something important: Alan didn't care all that much about this tier-diamond magic skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, the third princess understood Alan's firm stance when he had demanded the scroll back in the secret realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't wanted to keep it for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather, he'd used it as bait, deliberately luring away all the factions trying to seize it—just to give her a chance to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at that time, she had completely misunderstood Alan's good intentions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a trace of guilt, she turned her head to look toward her sleeping chambers, where Alan still lay resting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After what seemed like an eternity of unconsciousness, Alan finally woke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat up slowly, staring blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling for a long moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, like a tidal wave, memories came rushing back—everything that had happened before the elemental backlash struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flung off the covers and touched his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strangely enough, the frost that had once covered his body had vanished completely. His skin had returned to a normal, healthy temperature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly closed his eyes and focused on the mana flow within his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his surprise, the fire and light elements that had been forced into fusion and had gone wild were now as tame as kittens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more astonishing, the two elements now seemed on the verge of true fusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they did, it would mark his ascension from a tier-bronze magus to a tier-gold magus—a real breakthrough that would allow him to fully integrate elemental magic into every aspect of combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, he still wasn't ready to fuse the two elements completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the holy flame produced by intertwining fire and light was powerful, separating the elements gave him greater flexibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, Alan had mastered five elemental types: wind, fire, water, earth, and light. He had also obtained the Divine Oakstaff, a weapon that amplified light magic to its peak potential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as he reached for it, intending to examine its condition, Alan was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Divine Oakstaff—which had once been attuned to his very soul—was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic surged through him. He searched frantically before finally spotting a faint trace of the staff's magical imprint… on his own longsword-staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked as if his sword-staff had completely absorbed the Divine Oakstaff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that… good or bad?\" Alan muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suspected that the intense battle with the elder under the full moon—Duke Mogan—hadn't just triggered his elemental fusion. It had also catalyzed a fusion between his two weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant he now had a brand-new staff. And naturally, it needed a new name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of thought, he decided, \"Holyblade Staff!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to legend, there was once a king who wielded a holy sword and, alongside his loyal knights, repelled every invading enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan swore to become a hero just like that king. One day, he too would set foot in the Sacred Realm, and follow in Alice's footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>",1259,"2026-06-06T15:56:32.855Z",1,"novelbin.me","b26c0f68534afbceb560a90953d41aa2a22cc1840055706832e13c4d945a772a","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-540","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-538",734,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-cover.jpg"]