Kamar-Taj.
Mordo stared at Zhao Yu in utter disbelief.
In Zhao Yu's hand, that crimson chain still gleamed brilliantly.
"This… how is this possible?"
Mordo muttered, incredulous.
He couldn't help but doubt himself.
Is Crimson Chain really so easy to learn?
Could it be that Serathok is actually a very generous Deity?
As Mordo questioned his own life's work, Zhao Yu ran into a problem of his own.
While focusing on his Magic, he was startled by the system's warning chime.
"Warning! Warning!"
"Native Deity Serathok is executing a reverse invasion!"
"Warning! Warning!"
"Native Deity Serathok is executing a reverse invasion!"
"Ding!"
"Your Crimson Chain has been struck by the Deity's power and severely damaged!"
"Ding!"
"The system is activating the Host Protection Protocol!"
"Ding!"
"Forcibly stripping Serathok's authority!"
"Due to influences from fundamental world rules, your Magic is mutating!"
"Ding!"
"Your Crimson Chain has become the Crimson Contract Chain!"
"Ding!"
"Seizing the Deity's source! System vulnerability patched."
"The system is parsing part of the world's source."
"Your Magic can now fully fuse and mutate correctly!"
A cascade of alerts rang in Zhao Yu's mind, leaving him momentarily stunned.
But he soon realized this was good news.
For some reason, the Marvel-native Deity Serathok had tried to trouble him,
only to backfire spectacularly.
Serathok's own authority had been partially seized.
With the system absorbing that power, Zhao Yu's Magic now aligned even more deeply with the world's source.
In other words, his future Magics would grow stronger still, and manifest in ways he could intuitively wield.
For instance, his Crimson Chain had now mutated.
No longer only the original blood-red bonds, it had gained new "Contract Chain" functions: like Kurapika's ability in Hunter × Hunter.
Not only was binding power enhanced, but it now possessed four borrowed Guardian Abilities—Enforcement, Healing, Tracking, and Seizure.
This single Magic had become a versatile all-purpose tool.
Zhao Yu's heart soared with delight.
Though, due to the mutation, the Crimson Contract Chain had reset to Level 1, raising future experience requirements.
Still—small drawback, great gain!
With a flick of his wrist, a new chain materialized in Zhao Yu's hand.
But this chain was entirely different.
No longer solid crimson, it was now semi-transparent like crystal—pure and gleaming.
Yet within each link ran a vivid blood-red vein, pulsing with eerie vitality.
"What… what is this?"
Before Zhao Yu could fully register it, a shout rang out.
Zhao Yu turned to see Mordo staring at his chain as if haunted.
"Zhao Yu, th-this is what Magic?"
Mordo stammered, overwhelmed.
He had never seen such a wondrous Magic.
This fusion of so many contrasting essences—it should never exist in a single spell!
How could it be?
"Where in this world could such a Magic arise?"
Mordo's eyes gleamed with awe—as if Zhao Yu's chain were not Magic at all, but a ravishing vision.
"At least five distinct auras, yet perfectly blended into one,"
he whispered.
"Incredible—truly incredible!"
"Zhao Yu, how did you learn—no, create—this Magic?"
Mordo's eyes reddened with excitement as he gazed at Zhao Yu.
"Ahem, Grand Sorcerer, honestly, I don't know,"
Zhao Yu replied with a chuckle.
"It just… changed on its own."
He could hardly admit he had a system that forced the mutation.
He offered a casual shrug to Mordo.
"M-m… changed on its own?"
Mordo's face read pure disbelief, as if he would cry, "Don't lie to me!"
Zhao Yu adopted an earnest expression.
"Really, Grand Sorcerer, I have no reason to deceive you.
If I knew why, I'd tell you—but it truly mutated by itself."
He spoke the truth: he did not fully understand the system's intervention.
Yet his answer left Mordo shaken to his core.
"Changed on its own, on its own?"
"Why doesn't my Magic change itself?"
Mordo howled to the sky, face frozen in a mask of despair.
He had devoted decades to mastering Magic, believing he understood the world's laws.
Under the Supreme Sorcerer's guidance, he probed the world's very essence—but never had he heard of a spell evolving by itself!
Who could imagine such a miracle?
Not even the Supreme Sorcerer, surely!
This was utterly unscientific!
"Oh—right! What powers does your chain possess?"
Mordo suddenly remembered, hopeful that perhaps the blend was only superficial.
Maybe the conflicting effects were inert.
He told himself.
Zhao Yu offered a shy smile.
"Nothing much—just a bit stronger than before," he said modestly.
"It just gained three or four extra functions."
And with that, he demonstrated each new ability.
Mordo fell silent.
His face remained expressionless, like a statue steeped in hopelessness.
His entire being radiated defeat.
"Master Mordo,"
Zhao Yu began, but Mordo cut him off.
"Don't speak—let me be."
Mordo felt utterly drained.
He had assumed a chain with five clashing essences could never function—yet here it was, a miraculous tool.
An offensive Magic that could also heal!
Where was the justice?
Where were the rules?
Could he no longer rely on the basic laws of Magic?
Could he no longer simply teach Magic in peace?
After witnessing such wonders, how could he ever face other Magics again?
He eyed his own spells, then Zhao Yu's—and felt the identity of "Magician" lose all meaning.
Grand Sorcerer, holy sanctum—all seemed a mockery.
Could your Magic mutate itself?
Could one spell possess five functions?
Mordo's faith shattered.
The world had in an instant become unrecognizable to a man who thought he understood it.
How could such a Magic exist?
With a sorcerer like Zhao Yu in the world, what hope remained for mediocrities like himself?
"Enough… I'm exhausted. Destroy it."
Mordo murmured to himself.
Zhao Yu winced at the awkwardness—learning Magic was rewarding enough, but teaching this "master" was a lost cause.
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