Mythology: Ragnarok

Chapter 142 Learning Super-Order Magic

"It seems Tutankhamun had some reservations about the magicians of his time. But he certainly had the ability to do so; he could simply insult their family trees, and they could only endure it, because compared to him, there were truly no geniuses in that era," Agreed remarked after reading the catalog. He could even sense the despair and sorrow of those magicians who lived in the same era as Tutankhamun.

Agreed continued studying, and soon the catalog of super-level magic appeared in his hands. Agreed absorbed those memories again and learned the general types and names of super-level magic. Out of curiosity, Agreed skipped all the magic and found the last book in the memory bookshelf, the absolutely forbidden book that recorded forbidden magic!

Agreed absorbed it, and instantly a surge of information flooded into Agreed's soul.

There were only three forbidden spells: 'Descent of the Styx', 'Zero Dimension', and 'Hand of Plunder'. Agreed glanced at the cultivation methods and instantly realized that these were forbidden spells he couldn't currently reach. So Agreed had no choice but to put these memories aside and sighed, "As expected, aiming too high isn't a good habit. I should focus on figuring out the super-tier spells. Once I've mastered these eleventh-tier spells, that will be enough for me to disregard any power on this planet."

After saying that, Agreed immediately began his training, digesting and mastering the super-level magic that had already surpassed the power of demigods.

Time passed quickly. Six months later, after mastering all the super-level magic and raising his soul cultivation to a level far beyond that of a so-called forbidden spell mage, Agreed finally decided to temporarily stop cultivating. He felt that his strength was now sufficient to deal with the outside world. He would try to cultivate the next stage of destruction magic after the outside affairs were settled.

Agred pushed open the door to the secret chamber, returning to real life after a long absence. The undead guards waiting at the door immediately bowed respectfully upon seeing Agred and asked, "Master, you're awake. Should I inform Lord Lester and the others? They've been coming frequently these days to ask if you've emerged from seclusion."

Agreed thought for a moment and then instructed, "Call them over. I've been out of touch with the development of this country for too long, and I need to get a preliminary understanding of many things from them."

Some time later, Lester, Brecel, and Casa rushed to Argrede's castle. They stopped abruptly at the gate, straightening their clothes as if afraid of offending the lord.

The three then knocked on the door cautiously. After being summoned by Agreed, they gently pushed open the door and walked respectfully to Agreed.

At this moment, Agred sat upright on his throne, looking down at his three subordinates. Then Agred stood up and walked down to look at the three men at eye level, asking them simultaneously, "How have the Orc Empire and the Swampland developed during my seclusion?"

Kasa quickly knelt on one knee and hurriedly reported, "Master, the Orc Plains have now developed to their first population peak as planned. Thanks to your letter, the Dwarven Kingdom took the initiative to trade with us. We exchanged surplus grain and the Orc royal family's stored wine for a large amount of excellent equipment from the Dwarves. Now our strength has surpassed that of the former Orc Empire. The breeding of giant dire wolves is also showing initial results. We are confident that the first batch of giant dire wolves will be deployed to the army next spring."

Agreed continued, "What about dealing with the pollution caused by infrastructure construction and development?"

Kasa replied, “It’s all according to your plan. We have arranged for the undead to regularly clean up and transport the excrement and garbage. The construction of sewage pipes has also been put on the agenda. Just as you set out, the filth will be transported to the western swamp through pipes, and then the necromancers will use magic to catalyze the foul-smelling swamp liquid into fertilizer for irrigating crops. In fact, we are doing this now, but it is very inefficient because there is still some distance between the two places.”

Agreed praised, "Hmm, not bad, you did a great job. Once these basic issues are resolved, we can move on to the next development plan. You can't get fat in one bite, let's take it slow. So... Lester, Brecel, how's the Western Swamp you two are in charge of?"

Brecel reported, "My lord, let me answer this question for you. After all, I am in charge of population statistics and infrastructure, while Lester is mainly responsible for security in the swamps and plains."

"Now, twenty-three human towns have developed in the swamp, with a total population of approximately 154,000. I'm sorry, sir, I know this rate of development is disappointing, but... persuading humans to settle here is indeed quite difficult. After all, undead and vampires are terrifying monsters in human perception. Apart from those desperate criminals, those poor souls driven to desperation, and the slaves you ordered us to buy with gold, very few people are willing to live here."

Agreed comforted him, "It's alright. This number has actually surprised me quite a bit. It seems that life isn't easy for ordinary people in the Light Empire right now, with the numbers skyrocketing to this level in just half a year. Don't worry, the number of humans coming here will only increase. We just need to be patient."

Then, Agreed suddenly became serious and said, "Everyone, I have gathered you here for two reasons: first, to understand the current development of our territory, and second, to discuss an important matter with you. I think it is time for us to establish a nation."

Upon hearing the news, Agred's three men looked at him excitedly. Lester, unable to hide his excitement, asked, "My lord, do you mean it's finally time?!"

Agreed nodded and continued, "I've recently made some breakthroughs in my strength, so I think it's time to announce our existence to the world and resolve all our hidden dangers. I want to establish a nation in a high-profile manner, high enough to make the metal dragons go bankrupt to come and attack me!"

The three answered in unison, "We will, my king!"

Then Agreed instructed, "The founding ceremony cannot be just for our own people to watch. I plan to hold the founding ceremony in three months. Send a vampire count to the Light Empire to deliver a message. I will personally go to invite the Dwarf Kingdom and the Elf Kingdom. As for the other small countries in the south, you are responsible for sending them messages to invite them to come and watch. This is an invitation I made myself. Use this as proof to invite them. This founding ceremony must be grand, otherwise our 'dragon friends' will not come to cause trouble."