My Magic Has No Upper Limit

Chapter 255: Chapter 254: Creator God

"Whoa..."

After listening to Instructor Manlin’s explanation of the Six Gods, Zelir couldn’t help but sigh in admiration.

"These Six Gods all sound so righteous."

This wasn’t just an idle compliment.

Zelir had read countless history stories, and he had a certain instinctive wariness of the word "Church."

Swindlers, charlatans, fanatics—these were Zelir’s most immediate impressions.

Basically, every major event in the Middle Ages had the manipulation of religious forces behind it.

If the Supreme God were called something like the Goddess of Light, she would most likely be the darkest one of all.

And her Church would usually be playing the part of the villains.

They’d either be the executioners who monopolized the interpretation of doctrine, purging dissidents under the banner of "heresy."

Or they’d be the epitome of hypocrisy, colluding with dark forces while pretending to be righteous.

And from time to time, they’d enjoy persecuting little boys.

In short, they were a bunch of masterminds pulling the strings from behind the scenes.

But according to Instructor Manlin’s account, these Six Gods and their respective Churches had basically no desire for expansion, nor did they ever get involved in politics.

They couldn’t even be bothered to build many cathedrals.

Their style was so refreshingly different, and their names all sounded magnificent and righteous.

It was very reassuring.

"Yes, the Clergy are indeed very righteous."

Manlin affirmed.

"If you meet them in the future, I can’t say you should trust them one hundred percent, but at the very least, they will help you with all their hearts, in accordance with the doctrines they believe in."

"Then I really hope I get to meet a few people from the Church."

Zelir grew more interested in the Clergy. He suddenly thought of another question.

"But... Instructor Manlin, are there only these six True Gods? Isn’t there a deity like the Creator God?"

"The Creator God?"

Hearing this term, Manlin couldn’t help but chuckle. She ruffled Zelir’s black hair.

"Why do you ask? Have you heard some stories about the Great Creation Skill?"

"Yes..."

Zelir didn’t hide it and asked directly.

"The legend says this world was shaped by the Great Creation Skill. If there are six True Gods, why isn’t there a Creator God?"

"And the person who told you that story must have also told you that it’s a fictional myth, right?"

Manlin explained patiently.

"In the historical archives of the Mage’s Guild, we’ve conducted very deep research into theological history."

"Although some romantics believe the Great Creation Skill is real and that the Creator God exists, there’s ultimately no evidence for it."

"From the existing historical records, our Six Gods did indeed descend upon the mortal realm in ancient times."

"They personally fought against the Evil Gods and saved the world from suffering."

"Even now, the Six Gods can manifest miracles, and Their believers can all bask in Their divine radiance."

"But as for the Creator God..."

Manlin spread her hands, a little helplessly.

"He has never appeared in any form in any official history."

"He has never sent down a divine oracle, never established a Church, has no surviving statues, and even the so-called Great Creation Skill itself is nothing more than the wishful thinking of Fantasy Mages."

"The Mage’s Guild has studied this internally and come to a conclusion."

"The Creator God is more like an omniscient and omnipotent figure imagined in people’s hearts. This image is beautiful, but ultimately, it’s illusory."

’Illusory, huh...’

Zelir muttered to himself, his thoughts drifting away.

Although Instructor Manlin couldn’t see it, Zelir’s data panel appeared once again.

It still displayed:

Great Creation Skill, Analysis Progress—3%

In this world bathed in the light of the Six Gods, even most Mages believed the Creator God was just a form of spiritual comfort imagined by the ancients.

However, the Great Creation Skill—the one called a myth and even regarded as fiction—was at this very moment sitting solidly in his skill list.

Even though the analysis wasn’t complete, the throbbing sensation connecting him to the world’s very source couldn’t be faked.

’No matter what... this has to be real, right?’

This was the first time Zelir had been exposed to this world’s knowledge of its gods.

If the six True Gods all had records of miracles, why were there no stories at all about the Creator God?

If not for the very real existence of the Great Creation Skill within his Technique Celestial Calculation, Zelir would have also believed that the Creator God didn’t exist in this world.

"Instructor Manlin, do you know anything more about the True Gods or Evil Gods?" Zelir asked.

"That I’m not sure about... Only members of the Church would know."

Instructor Manlin shook her head gently, her hair swaying with the movement.

"Actually, I don’t know much about the Cults either. Generally speaking, those rats are very good at hiding their tracks."

"I see..."

Zelir understood. He then asked, "What’s the situation with Vance? Has any relevant evidence been found?"

"It was a massive haul."

At the mention of this, a trace of gleeful disgust appeared in Manlin’s eyes.

"There was a large pile of sketches, probably using blood as ink, depicting the operational logic of the underground Array."

"And there were also detailed distribution maps of the Demons in the Underground Tomb."

"Besides that, we also checked the account books."

"For a down-and-out noble, his mansion had recently received several huge sums of extra income out of nowhere."

"The flow of funds is extremely complex, passing through four or five different merchant guilds before ending up in Vance’s pocket."

"It’s obvious that funds from a Cult supporting the Wenmier Clan are mixed in, but it will take time to verify all of this. We won’t have results that quickly."

"That’s good..." Zelir nodded, a great weight lifted from his heart.

"I have a few more things I want to ask you."

Manlin leaned forward, her expression serious.

"Zelir, what kind of Magic did you use to cause such a huge commotion?"

"Well... it was an Aurora Energy Beam."

Zelir had already concocted this story in his mind, his expression calm and collected.

"I had drunk the Overclocking Potion you gave me earlier, which increased my Magic Power Strength considerably."

"Then, to make it a fatal blow, I forcibly overloaded the energy-storing part of the Spell Structure, causing the entire spell to nearly go out of control. But luckily, I managed to release it at the critical moment."

"The out-of-control Magic didn’t hurt me; instead, it completely annihilated that Bone Centaur."

The actual situation wasn’t too different, anyway. Zelir had just omitted the existence of the Flame Thunder Spear.

After all, it was a Level-Four Multi-layered Spell Structure Magic. Just buying such a Magic Scroll on the market would cost at least a three-digit sum of Gold Coins.

Moreover, it was a spell that Instructor Lena had used.

It would inevitably raise some suspicions.

After hearing Zelir’s explanation, Instructor Manlin indeed didn’t suspect a thing.

Her gaze, however, held a hint of reproach, mixed with admiration.

’Young people are so bold...’

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