Chapter 435: The Rebirth of the Demon Wizard

After five days in the outside world and over five hundred days inside the House of Time, Donald had achieved results that even ordinary demigods would take decades or even centuries to accomplish.

After ascending to a demigod, his two main legendary spells had also been upgraded to divine spells through his understanding and mastery of divinity. All other spells and spell-like abilities he possessed—ranging from the lowest-level Mage Hand to the highest-level Gold Spells and other legendary spells—had seen a significant boost in power due to the addition of divinity. Now, Donald could cast spells using divine power at will, without relying on pre-prepared super-magic techniques.

Even ordinary spells enhanced by divine power now possessed strength far surpassing those of the same level, enough to overwhelm several demigods at once.

Realizing that his magical prowess had truly reached a divine level, Donald wasted no time and headed straight to the core of the Land of Truth to further enhance his authority over his divine kingdom.

As his realm and strength grew, Donald, who could initially control only one-tenth to one-twelfth of the rules of his divine kingdom, now had control over 30% to 40% of its rules. This was why he had become a newly ascended god. To fully master them, aside from becoming a mid-tier god and spending time getting familiar with them, one would need to reach the level of an upper-tier god to achieve it quickly.

After upgrading his authority over his divine kingdom, Donald first used teleportation to arrive at Axel’s location. Without wasting words, he employed his newly acquired powerful techniques.

“Law: Intimidation!”
“Law: Death!”

Two invisible laws instantly enveloped Axel’s soul. Under the effect of Law: Intimidation, his body became rigid, while Law: Death caused a grayish deathly aura and markings to spread across his once-glowing skin, making him look like a corpse that had been lying there for days.

Although the incantations were almost the same, the effects of divine spells were completely different from those of legendary spells or level 8/9 spells. With level 8/9 spells, even with divine power, they could only have a fleeting effect on a powerful demigod, giving Donald a slight advantage but not enough to secure a decisive victory.

This was Donald’s first time casting a divine spell, the Great Law Spell, and its effect was even better than he had expected. It was likely because his status as a newly ascended god gave him a significant advantage over his opponent, the demigod.

“You!”
Before the demigod Axse could utter a single word, he was dealt with by Donald’s spell.
“I hope the soul and Rule Flame of this creature before me will be separated from its body!”
With a divine-level spell, Great Prophecy, Axse, who was already suppressed by the rules of the divine kingdom and unable to fully unleash his power, was further weakened by two more divine-level spells. Although his powerful divine light resisted the effects of those spells and prevented instant death, it was enough to drain all his strength, leaving him unable to resist Great Prophecy. As a result, this top-tier demigod had his soul and divine flame instantly separated from his body.
Donald waved his hand at the divine flame and soul, using his divine power to seal them away in the Book of Truth. If it were a mortal, they might not be able to deal with a soul and divine flame without a physical body, but for Donald, who was at the same or even higher level, a soul and divine flame without a physical body were like a turtle without its shell, completely at his mercy.
As for the remaining physical body, still full of vitality, it was an excellent subject for experiments and material for divine artifacts, so Donald naturally wouldn’t let it go either.
With favorable circumstances and sufficient strength, Donald wasn’t complacent about having effortlessly defeated such a formidable demigod opponent.
He no longer considered beings at the demigod level to be his rivals; his future opponents should be true gods like the Lord of Dawn.
It wasn’t arrogance—it was Donald’s confidence. As a god, he could now go from being a pawn to a player in the game of the main world.
With Demigod Axse dealt with, only the twelve powerful foes of Prison of Shadows remained, whose loyalties were unknown!
When Donald used the rules of the divine kingdom to transport those twelve to one place, the powerful beings of Prison of Shadows, led by the warden, felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness in the face of this presence.
“Speak! What are your plans now? You must know what place this is, right?”
The warden remained silent for a while before sighing in resignation, “So you have such a powerful divine kingdom. No wonder you didn’t even regard Axse as a threat. As long as that hypocrite, the Lord of Dawn, doesn’t come in person, sending over any number of demigod warriors is just sending them to their deaths!”
“Heh! As for the restrictions imposed on you by the Lord of Dawn, I can’t lift them completely at this stage, lest I accidentally harm you. But with this divine kingdom, it’s possible to block the Lord of Dawn’s senses.”

Donald realized he couldn’t truly bring these twelve prison-bound powerhouses under control from the bottom of his heart. Moreover, having originated from prisons, their past misdeeds were likely even more numerous than those of demons like Amps—after all, it was natural for demons to kill each other, but it was unacceptable when it came to humans!
Perhaps he could force them to sign a contract with him, but Donald thought he wasn’t in urgent need of more people, and those around him were all trustworthy. It would be better to keep these people in the Land of Truth for a few years, allowing them to be assimilated by the rules of the divine kingdom before releasing them! That way, all potential threats against him could be eliminated!
After dealing with the troubles in the Land of Truth, Donald immediately left that divine kingdom and returned to the real world.
Without notifying anyone, aside from his underground training room, Donald went straight to the central laboratory of the alchemy factory.
Sure enough, he found High Lich Chicofield there.
No longer having human physiological needs, the High Lich was even more obsessed with magic and alchemy experiments than the madman Chris. As long as one searched in the mage tower or the alchemy factory, one could find him!
After becoming a true god, he naturally overcame some of the obstacles in the previous lich rebirth ritual and could now perfectly cast this complex legendary spell, which he had already cast thousands of times.
So it was time to perform the rebirth ritual for Chicofield.
When Donald brought up this matter, Chicofield, who had thought about it countless times in his heart, felt no surprise. All he had was nostalgia for his human identity and affection for the living. Calmly, he said, “I’ll follow your instructions. The magical equipment and everything else is ready; we can proceed at any time!”
Donald nodded and asked again,
“Have you heard anything about the source of the cultivation samples?”
The High Lich shook his head.
“Thousands of years have passed; it’s extremely difficult to find descendants of my bloodline. So, just any human sample will do. Considering my bloodline origins, I likely had some degree of kinship with most humans thousands of years ago, especially those who are relatively pure descendants of the Banai Empire like the Celts. If luck isn’t too bad, we should be able to achieve a certain degree of compatibility!”
Donald disagreed with this and said:

“Since we have to find one, we should choose the best sample. Only success on the first attempt can ensure that Senior Chikofield’s soul won’t be damaged during the transfer, preserving more of his strength and potential. It’s best to choose from an ancient noble family—how about using my sample instead!” At these words, Donald immediately decided to use his own flesh and blood as the medium for Chikofield’s rebirth. After all, he came from a knightly family with a heritage of hundreds of years. Though they hadn’t been part of the noble class three hundred years ago and had mostly been honorary knight families without territorial titles for most of that time, they only acquired hereditary knightly status and their former lands a few decades ago—only to lose them again through subsequent generations. Still, compared to other newer noble families in the North County, the Merlinna lineage could be considered the oldest in the region. Moreover, now that he was a god, his immortal flesh would undoubtedly endow Chikofield with even greater potential after rebirth. The high-level lich was deeply grateful for Donald’s care and respect. Already committed to serving under Dalaran, it felt even more loyal to Donald now. Besides, there were here the most advanced research materials and information from the Arcane Empire era in the main world. Even without these factors, it would still want to stay! Soon, Donald gathered his teachers—Messer, Chris, and Hentia—three mages with experience in lich rebirth experiments—to oversee the process together. First, the elder mage used special tools to remove a small piece of flesh the size of a soybean from Donald’s arm. As a true god, Donald’s blood had turned into a dazzling golden-red liquid. After the flesh was removed, the wound on his arm healed almost instantly due to his immortal nature, as if it had never been there at all. This once again amazed the mages present. “Truly worthy of an immortal demi-god! What excellent experimental material!” Seeing Chris’s exaggeratedly enthusiastic gaze and deep desire, Donald, though already a true god, couldn’t help but shudder. Indeed, one must never offend a science freak, let alone arouse their interest! If it were some other intelligent animal, it would likely have already been dissected by this guy! He certainly wasn’t going to be a lab rat!

After removing Donald’s flesh, the old mage and Chris worked together to place it in a petri dish surrounded by a defensive shield to isolate it from external air. Then, the witch Hentia infused magic into the apparatus, and under the pale blue glow of the magic, the golden-red flesh began to divide, grow, and expand visibly within the dish filled with nutrient solution!