Chapter 372
With a wave of his hand, the Mana Fetus' gigantic body rose halfway up.
"What a great humiliation!" Killer J gulped as he looked at the Mana Fetus' naked upper body.
The Mana Fetus' original form was an elf at the prime of his life. The average elf was around 5-6 meters tall, of course, some could reach 7 meters if they were fully grown, which meant that the Mana Fetus was a fully grown elf.
But now, there was only a large hole in the Mana Fetus' chest, through which one could see its back, at the same time, mana could be seen flowing through that hole. For any normal lifeform, this degree of forceful modification of their body was a great humiliation.
A cloaked man sitting three seats away from 'Negary' abruptly placed his hand on his chest, a few words flowed out from his hand and covered his body, calming down the mana turbulence inside his body.
A mana vortex had formed around the entire hall, the center of which was the Mana Fetus' chest.
As Negri looked at the Mana Fetus, his expression also stiffened a bit, if one looked carefully, they could even see that his skin had started to crack.
"Is this … about to give birth?"
Negri's expression was a bit strange, but he quickly calmed down. It's just giving birth to itself, after reaching a certain level of Combatants who understood the true meaning of reproduction, they could even give birth to their own offspring.
What do you mean by attacking yourself … cough, cough, cough.
The Mana Fetus was originally a follower God of the Child of Life, one of the three Pillar Gods of the elven race. From the name of the Child of Life, one could roughly guess her path. In the elven race, the Child of Life's responsibility was to give birth to new elves and ensure the continuation of the elven bloodline.
However, the Child of Life had already been swallowed by Eulogy of the Depths and Life Bearer, two Righteous Gods related to life, so there was no chance for it to be revived.
The Mana Fetus' previous incarnation was a follower God of the Child of Life. Although she hadn't formed her path, her [Origin] had already been released three times, the Seed of Truth contained within her [Origin] had already begun to sprout. The Mana Fetus' ability was to absorb nutrients and pass it on to the next generation.
If you couldn't resist the mana tide, you would only be a nutrient. If you could avoid becoming a nutrient and come into contact with the Mana Fetus, enter her stomach, and successfully give birth, you would receive the nutrients that the Mana Fetus passed on to you.
This was equivalent to having a second chance at birth. Although they wouldn't have a second life, their life essence would be greatly improved. It should be known that the Elves' life essence was higher than that of humans.
All living beings had their own limits, and it was extremely difficult to break through them. The limits of elves were far higher than that of humans.
After being reborn by the Mana Fetus, their Life Essence would change. Even though they wouldn't be Elves, their Life Essence would be similar to Elves. Their understanding of mana and the world would change, and people with ordinary talent would become rare geniuses among humans, achieving a metamorphosis.
This was the true object of the Mana Banquet. Looking at the disgusting belly of the Mana Fetus that was slowly crawling out, some of the people present had fiery eyes.
Those who were able to reach their current positions had at least some self-awareness. Many of them knew that they had reached their limits and used various magic rituals to modify their bodies. If they didn't come into contact with the Evil God and be completely assimilated by the Evil God, then the Mana Fetus in front of them would be their best chance.
Negri didn't plan to enter the Mana Fetus for another rebirth. He was doing something similar himself. The appearance of the Mana Fetus caused a mana whirlpool, a rich mana environment, and the ability of the golden orb, the Lord of Evolution, allowed the first Divine Fetus to be reborn much faster than expected.
Negri even started to feel nauseous and nauseous. Various parts of his body were in pain, and his life force was fluctuating abnormally.
Negri raised his hand. There were already cracks on his hand. His body was about to become a part of the past. When that happened, his past body would be completely shattered, and he would enter his second life.
This isn't the right time, thought Negri. The next moment, the battle broke out.
The first to attack was the cloaked man sitting three seats away from Negri. He was the first to react to the mana whirlpool, which proved that his power was slightly weaker than the others. Of course, when it came to battles, one's power would fluctuate. It depended on one's performance, one's state, and the environment. This was because he chose to attack first.
A large number of words spread under the cloaked man's feet. With the cloaked man as the center, the words formed a circle.
A split second later, all of the words lit up, the mana that came from the Mana Fetus was absorbed into the words, forming a magical ritual in the blink of an eye. As Negary was the closest to it, he was also enveloped by the ritual.
A ward master? Information about this cloaked man flashed in Negri's mind. Mages relied heavily on preparation in battles. Spellcasting materials, magic rituals, and mana environment were all factors that determined whether a mage was strong or not.
However, there was a type of mage that didn't need so much preparation before a battle, and that was the ward master. They needed to have a strong sense of perception and be able to sense all kinds of changes in their surroundings in order to become a ward master.
By condensing mana into runes that only they could understand, they could set up a magic ritual in a short period of time. Only such a ward master could be considered qualified.
Because of talent and environmental factors, ward masters were pitifully few in history, and they weren't very powerful. It was only in the environment of the mana tide that ward masters could truly display their power.
"The true essence of a Boundary Master is to understand and control the environment. In this kind of environment with dense mana, my strength will increase exponentially." The Boundary Master's mouth cracked open under his cloak. "Boundary · Thick Earth!"
The pressure in the entire ward instantly increased. Negri's figure swayed. It had to be said that this kind of environment wasn't very friendly for someone who was about to give birth.
"Ward — High Heaven!" The ward master didn't stop there. Even more runes flowed out from his body. These runes overlapped with the previous ward, causing everything inside the ward to become hazy. The ward master's figure also instantly became distant, as if the sky itself was unreachable.
A pseudo-spatial fold formed by mana stacking? Negri quickly saw through the details of this so-called Ward — High Heaven, but there were some abilities that couldn't be seen through just by looking at them.
Through the blurred ward, he could see that the outside world had also begun a chaotic battle. Negri could even see the reactions of mana clashing. This was the ward master's next move.
"Triple Forbidden Ward — Life Deprivation!" The ward master's third ward was activated. The black runes quickly twisted and overlapped with the previous two wards. A different kind of power began to act on Negri's body, seemingly trying to suck away his life force.
"People are also part of the environment, and people are also the environment that ward masters can use" the ward master said. In a world like the Moon Tree, the density of mana in the outside world was almost nonexistent, so the only way to create a ward was to use other methods.
Using people as a driving force for the ward, extracting their life force to maintain the ward, the High Heaven ward to protect and trap the enemy, the Thick Earth ward to restrict the enemy's movements, the Heaven, Earth, and Human Forbidden Ward overlapped, mutually reinforcing and complementing each other.
"You've already lost the initiative after falling into my ward!" The ward master's gaze became cold: "I know my limit. Without a higher spirit sense and perception, I won't be able to improve the level of my wards. Anyone who tries to stop me will be mercilessly eliminated by me. You can only blame your bad luck, this environment is my home turf"
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