The Full Level Player Is Summoned By The Magical World

Chapter 7: 12 Movements of Dawn!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

[Holy Garment of Origin: Holy Artifact level (Unawakened, requires five magic gems). The complete form has the five abilities of rebirth, immortality, enchantment, materialization, and gospel. It is a divine artifact that came into existence when life originated on earth. Every magic gem that is fused will awaken one ability.]

[12 Movements of Dawn: Holy Artifact level (Unawakened Sword, requires 12 magic gems). The complete form has 12 negative states: Weakness, Aging, Sluggishness, Gloom, Fatigue, Poisoning, Tinnitus, Illusion, Chaos, Madness, Breaking, and Submersion. Each gem that is embedded will awaken one negative state.]

Well, if only I have the magic gems now.

Looking at the striking word ‘Unawakened’ in the introduction to armament, Mo Fan’s eyes flickered and he could not help but feel regretful. Although his armaments were all sacred-level items, they had not completely evolved. If he wanted these sacred-level armaments to fully awaken, he had to have a legendary magic gem like the Stone of Creation.

Previously, Mo Fan had gone all out to attack the bosses repeatedly in order to kill the Chaos Demon God. It was also because there was a chance of obtaining the legendary gems after defeating these bosses. Currently, he was only missing a few legendary gems and some special materials. There would be a qualitative leap between having the legendary gems to awaken the armament, and not having them.

“It’s a pity that I’ve already transmigrated to another world and can’t gather them all.” Mo Fan sighed. “What a pity.”

However, Mo Fan did not dwell on it at this moment. He quickly changed into the outfit from the system interface. When Mo Fan put on his outfit, he suddenly sensed that someone was staring at him. He turned around and saw Klent standing there motionless, his gaze fixed on the holy garment on Mo Fan. Klent’s body was trembling, and he could not help but gulp. His pupils were dilated as if he had seen a shocking miracle.

No one would believe the look on Klent’s face unless they saw it with their own eyes. What hadn’t Klent seen when he was young and traveled the world? And what was it about Mo Fan that made the most powerful of the Great Archmages lose his composure? No one could have guessed.

“Is… is this the legendary Holy Garment of Origin?!” Klent finally managed to say in a shaky voice.

Mo Fan perked up when Klent blurted out the name of the outfit he was wearing. “How do you know this outfit?” he asked curiously.

“Of course I know it,” Klent said immediately. “It’s a lost artifact from the Covenant’s Battle of Faith centuries ago. Legend has it that the Life Goddess condensed the essence of her blessing when she created life on earth.

It possesses the five abilities of rebirth, immortality, spiritual awakening, materialization, and gospel. Legend has it that when the five powers are fully activated, it can directly open the door to the netherworld and control the rebirth of the world!

The various Holy Temples on the Azure Continent have been trying their best to find it, but to no avail. Why is it with you now?”

Mo Fan was delighted when he heard this.

If these things really exist in this world, doesn’t that mean that the legendary gems also exist in this world?! Mo Fan thought to himself. He originally thought that he had lost his opportunity, but now he suddenly saw hope. The excitement in Mo Fan’s heart was indescribable!

Immediately, Mo Fan pulled out a sword that emitted a mysterious power with his right hand and showed it to Klent. “Do you recognize this sword?”

Klent saw the sword glowing with a mysterious power, and his body jerked. All kinds of impressions flooded his mind, finally pointing to an answer that he could hardly believe! His breathing quickened at the thought of what it might be.

“Is this the legendary 12 Movements of Dawn!?” Klent almost gasped.

“Legend has it that the Holy Dwarf Clan Leader, the King of Killers, Seuss, who hid in the mortal world for 300 years, forged this imitation of an ancient artifact.

It has 12 negative energy attacks: Weakness, Aging, Sluggishness, Gloom, Fatigue, Poisoning, Tinnitus, Illusion, Chaos, Madness, Breaking, and Submersion. The ancient scroll records that this sword releases a negative energy attack every time it is swung.

And when the 12 movements are played, this sword will completely turn into nothingness, leaving only a white light between heaven and earth. At the same time, a strange and mysterious ability will be born, but what it is, is never recorded.”

If anyone could unleash the full power of this sword, he could even kill a god! Klent could no longer contain his amazement. The young man in front of him had shocked him greatly.

It was one thing to see the legendary Holy Garment of Origin on this young man’s body, but now he actually saw another legendary divine artifact! Klent could not help but feel a trace of fear in his shock. Who exactly is this young man in front of me? He actually possesses so many divine artifacts! The ordinary young man in front of him with two divine artifacts in possession almost gave Klent a heart attack. But as Klent gazed at Mo Fan, he realized that he had far more than two!

“The Ring of Candle Soul, the Sickle of Destruction, the Feather of Hurricane…” Klent continued to look at the rest of the armament on Mo Fan. There was a transcendental treasure almost everywhere.

The Ring of Candle Soul was a lost sacred relic from the legends of the Flaming Soul Magical Mountain. It could increase the power of fire magic by an exponential level. The Sickle of Destruction was the legendary divine artifact of the Kingdom of the Undead which could subdue the soul. It possessed terrifying dark magic power. The Feather of Hurricane was a divine artifact nurtured in the eternal storm of the Endless Sea. It could bestow its owner with terrifying storm power, comparable to the full-power attack of a wind-type Great Archmage! Even a famous Great Archmage like Klent had never been so rich, but he actually saw these treasures on this young man who was struggling to release low-level magic. Klent felt like his worldview, values, and outlook on life were about to shatter.

However, this was only Klent’s own guess. He could not completely guarantee that it was the truth. After all, the strength Mo Fan had shown was too weak to obtain these legendary armament. As Klent’s student, Celia had naturally heard of these extraordinary armament. After seeing them for the first time on Mo Fan’s body, Celia was so shocked that she forgot that she was in the midst of a crisis. Her kingdom was about to be destroyed.

“Are these armaments really yours?” Celia asked in shock.

“But even if you have the armament, they would be useless. Light magic is more powerful than you can imagine, let alone a compound forbidden spell.

Even if you can withstand an attack from a compound forbidden spell, the rest of the fortress will still be doomed. At best, you can barely protect yourself,” Celia said, feeling a little downcast.

“Your words may apply to others,” Mo Fan said to Celia with a casual smile, “but I’m an exception.

There’s no accident with me around. Just remember this,” Mo Fan said with a wave of his hand.

“You’re still so relaxed even in the face of disaster.” Celia looked at the young man in front of her, who looked completely different from the nervous and trembling people in the fortress. She couldn’t help but feel even more curious.

At this moment, Mo Fan turned to face the Temple of Light camp again. Celia’s analysis was actually not bad. Mo Fan did not think that he could completely withstand high-level light magic at the moment. Although it was not fatal to him, he would be slightly injured. His barrier skill was indeed not capable of protecting the safety of the entire fortress while protecting himself.

However, this was before he defeated the Chaos Demon God. Now, Mo Fan had a brand new skill, which was the defensive skill that the Chaos Demon God used to fend off almost all players’ attacks—Wall of Sighs!