Extraordinary in Reality Through Magic Games

290: Chapter 284 The kitten girl said—I have to go.The luminous figure ”spoke.” It did not seem to emit any sound; at least, Zhang Mu did not sense any vibrations in the air.

But everyone near the Magic Tower heard a low murmur in their ears simultaneously — ”True Word Spell: God Said, Zhang Mu must die.”

Everyone was dazed for a moment.

”Zhang Mu? Who is that?”

”A demon from the abyss?”

”To be sentenced to death by the deity personally?”

Soon, they realized, just now... it seemed someone said that he could be called Zhang Mu?

The City Lords, including the three remaining Saint-tier individuals of Lake, shifted their astonished gazes toward the stranger beside the Princess.

His name is Zhang Mu, and he used unknown means to disguise himself as the Lord of Gur City.

Judging by the intimate standing posture between him and the Princess, this likely wasn’t a secret invasion by an enemy country.

Everyone had originally been curious about what magic the man used to deceive not only the group of City Lords but even Jarvis’s gaze.

As for the possibility of him colluding with the royal family to put on an act, seeing the astonished expressions of the two Grand Dukes, that was naturally ruled out.

Now, of course, everyone had no interest in caring about these things; instead, they were searching their own memories for anything related to Zhang Mu.

After all, someone who could make a deity speak would certainly not be a nobody.

They started with the renowned powerhouses of the continent.

They discovered that none of the famous Epic Professionals on the continent matched the conditions for Zhang Mu.

At least, they had never heard of an Epic named ”Zhang Mu” in any country.

”A pseudonym?”

This guess had just surfaced in their hearts before being immediately denied.

God said his name is ”Zhang Mu,” so it couldn’t be false.

After pondering for a long time without results, they expanded their search.

The results were remarkable; the City Lords soon remembered that half a year ago, the Church had issued a notice throughout Lake — a heretic had publicly violated the ban in Bala City and had now been punished by the bishop within the city.

Although the individual’s strength was not very high, only an Apprentice Magician, the matter had caused quite a commotion, attracting the attention of many top High-tier Professionals.

It had been ten thousand years; finally, a brave person who dared to challenge the Church had appeared. How could it not attract attention?

One must know, it was rumored that the Church possessed a punishment of extracting the soul from a Professional’s body and imprisoning it.

Everyone was not afraid of death; at most, it would hurt for a bit and pass, but endless torture was something they couldn’t endure.

Therefore, the entire Saul Continent was buzzing with discussion at the time, marveling at what kind of courage it took to dare to go against the Church.

In the end, they didn’t come to a conclusion, but they remembered the name.

Half a year had passed; although the time wasn’t long, it was enough to relegate it to a corner of their minds.

Now that the deity mentioned it, everyone recalled it.

The City Lords suddenly realized.

”It’s him?”

”Then it’s not strang... it’s still very strange.”

”An Apprentice Magician, even with stunning talent, would at most promote to a Primary Level...”

They remembered something and all looked blankly at the man calmly hovering in mid-air ahead.

A companion nudged Danielson with an elbow and muttered, ”A Beginner Magician?”

”Can a Beginner Magician from your home block a Magister’s spiritual perception?”

”Uh, that’s true.” The companion scratched his head, ”But... do you mean to say he spent half a year climbing from a Beginner Magician to a peak Magister?”

Beside them, a City Lord wearing light armor said expressionlessly, ”I have been at the peak of the Sky Knight for decades, only half a step away from a Saint Knight, yet I cannot sense his magic power fluctuations either.”

The three whispered quietly, but everyone present was a High-tier Professional with sensitive hearing, so they heard basically every word clearly.

Then, they were bewildered.

”He is Saint-tier? What can you do in half a year? How long did it take for me to break through to High-tier? What material is his body made of?”

This matter seemed to have a more violent impact than the deity’s descent.