[{"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-591":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},1728009,2207,"Chapter 591 147 is the next chapter)","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-591",591,"\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp little pebble shot past Alan and Francis at high speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was just the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dodging the first pebble, countless more stones, previously set up by Francis within gravity traps, came raining down from the sky —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>all of them aimed precisely at Alan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the nick of time, Alan unleashed the power of the Stone of Sage,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>transforming all the falling stones into harmless droplets of water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis grew desperate and blurted out,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You bastard! How many tricks are you still hiding? Hurry up and confess already!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan, having just neutralized the last pebble, chuckled lightly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Actually, I can also copy other people's spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don't believe me? Look up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis panicked and instinctively glanced upward, trying to sense traces of gravity magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a moment later, a realization struck him —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>if Alan could really copy his gravity magic,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then Alan wouldn't have been floating helplessly in the air earlier!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had fallen for it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant Francis reached that conclusion,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he felt a heavy punch slam into his abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the blow wasn't lethal, the pain was immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis doubled over like a boiled shrimp and was sent flying skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, he plummeted back down,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>creating a brand-new, massive crater right beside the one he had already made earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took a long moment before a disheveled Francis crawled out of the pit,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pointing an accusing finger at Alan, who was chuckling nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are all magi as shameless as you?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who's being shameless?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan asked, barely suppressing his laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gently lifted Francis into the air using wind element magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me honestly — doesn't this floating effect look similar to your gravity magic?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis nearly passed out from rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So that's it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When you said you could copy magic, you meant you could copy the effect, not the actual magic!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan rolled his eyes and replied,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can manipulate the six basic elements, sure,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but it's not like I know every spell in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gravity magic is rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You're the only one at the Academy who can use it — how could I possibly master it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, Alan shrugged and casually turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis ground his teeth in frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew this deep down from the beginning,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but Alan's trickery during their duel had still caught him off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since that battle at Lioncrest Academy a few days ago,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis had developed a subconscious belief that Alan was practically invincible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That false impression was what led him into this blunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh... comparing myself to him is just asking for suffering.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis shook his head, preparing to vent his frustrations to his old comrade Fort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Fort simply tossed a bundle of heavy steel bars at him, saying flatly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tie these to your legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continue jumping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Headmaster's orders.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fort... not you too!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis's eyes welled up with tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in the end, he obediently tied the steel bars to his legs and resumed hopping around the Academy grounds like a frog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That afternoon, inside the headmaster's office,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Gayle leaned back comfortably in his chair, resting his feet on the desk, and closed his eyes lazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small cauldron sat on a fire beside him —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but instead of brewing potions, he was simmering a homemade blend of fruit juice and alcohol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fruit wine was a recent experiment of his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It tasted quite good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seizing a rare moment of leisure,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gayle had decided to brew himself a pot to satisfy his cravings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to take the finished brew from the cauldron, however,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the office door was suddenly slammed open with a loud bang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clatter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cauldron toppled onto the desk,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>spilling the sticky, sweet, alcohol-scented mixture everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Gayle first glanced at the uninvited guest,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then mournfully looked at the mess on his desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a deep, helpless sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alan,\" he asked wearily, \"what do you want?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan, completely unaware of the trauma he had just inflicted, walked straight up and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Headmaster, I want to break through to tier-silver.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The recent series of events had made Alan realize he could no longer afford to waste time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure, defeating a tier-gold opponent while still at tier-bronze sounded impressive —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but only Alan knew the truth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his mana reserves were still genuinely at the bronze level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he had been stuck at this stage for far too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than once, Alan had felt his mana on the verge of evolving,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only to fall short by a hair's breadth each time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was infuriating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After much thought, Alan decided to follow the advice of the mysterious black-robed woman:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he needed to find staffs and absorb the Origin mana within them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then could he quickly push his strength to the next level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Old Gayle's expression shifted from regret to satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thinking about advancing to silver, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From now on, shift your focus from mana Overpressure to mana refinement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With your talent, it shouldn't take more than a few days for you to break through.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan, however, shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Headmaster, to be honest, the way a magus tempers mana is different from how an ordinary mage does it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I need to absorb a large amount of Origin mana from staffs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So... could you possibly help me purchase some using the Academy's funds?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Gayle immediately leaned back in his chair, eyes rolling upward dramatically,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pretending to faint dead away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Headmaster? Headmaster!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come on, it's just a few staffs, is that really worth fainting over?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan couldn't help laughing bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This old drunkard truly had frugality carved into his very bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Training? Fine, whatever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But mention money?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instant deafness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he was even pretending to be unconscious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't make things difficult for him,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>came a sudden female voice from behind Alan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned around and saw it was Blanche.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and Blanche gave him a small, teasing smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Although the Academy can't afford real resources right now,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>we can compensate you in other ways.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Other... ways?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan swallowed nervously,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his gaze instinctively drifting to Blanche's figure, which had only recently recovered from severe injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blanche stepped forward, twisted his ear sharply, and scolded,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You little pervert!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What are you thinking about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cheeks flushed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she grabbed his collar and dragged him along,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>saying,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come with me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'll show you what the compensation is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, Blanche led Alan to a cluster of derelict buildings behind the Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place looked abandoned for years —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>moss covered the walls and ground, and from time to time,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>multi-legged insects scuttled between the crumbling bricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan quickly scanned the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze finally landed on an old door — or rather, what had once been a door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above it, faint but still recognizable, were four ancient words:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Starry Sanctum.\u003C\u002Fp>",1145,"2026-06-06T15:56:33.624Z",1,"novelbin.me","d276a25563cb90b847d6a447a2a2ad4f4ffe777f4f927b1d00e9646b2309ee64","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-592","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-519",734,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-cover.jpg"]