My Muscle System in the Mage World

Aur sat calmly on the stairs, his legs crossed, projecting an air of tranquillity. However, the turmoil within him contrasted sharply with his serene exterior, his feelings shaken to the core.

"What is the secret of this world?" he muttered to himself, focusing on the injuries that wracked his body. Every part of him felt battered and bruised; his Blood and Qi were running low, and even his golden blood was affected.

Almost everything in his body was destroyed.

His organs felt as if they had been crushed, and there were practically no nerves left functioning.

With a grimace, Aur peered behind him, noting the anxious faces of the people who were watching him, their gazes locking onto him.

A frown settled on his face as he spoke word to word:

"This won't work."

All of them were Tier Four wizards or even higher, but they were all looking at Aur with the gaze of a monster.

From his vision, he saw that the entire place was completely bloody, an absolute massacre that engulfed the entire surroundings.

But in reality, they hadn't fought at all, and except for two Tier Four wizards who were initially dead, all the others were still alive—completely different from the future he saw.

Aur narrowed his eyes as he looked ahead; he didn't dare to take another step, or he might end up a complete corpse.

The future he saw through his talent was one where he easily accomplished all the difficulties of the steps by simply using his muscles, completely destroying the challenge.

Even catching up to Nina was possible in the end, almost completely like a protagonist; however, there was a major key difference.

While they were both able to climb to the top, a creature—no, an entity—came to them and made a simple offer that shook this place after they entered a seemingly different world.

A Tier Seven Spell!

A Tier Seven spell, while Tier Seven wizards were rare, was even more uncommon.

They were one of a kind in the world, and two spells could not exist at the same time. If another Tier Seven spell identical to one already in existence was created, it would automatically degrade to a Tier Six spell.

Tier Seven was a one-of-a-kind spell, a rarity that even most Tier Seven wizards themselves did not possess.

Only the Seven Major Kingdoms had almost a monopoly on Tier Seven spells. This was also why the weaker and smaller kingdoms couldn't unite—there was no point and completely hopeless!

A Tier Seven Wizard with or without a Tier Seven spell was like a completely different entity.

In the future, Aur successfully obtained it… well, at least half of it, while the other half went to Nina. He was able to build his mental space using that spell, and Nina directly reached the level of a Tier Four Wizard simply by using it.

After they left that world, everyone immediately jumped at them.

Even Greater Lord Crystal and the Golden Army couldn't fully control the situation, as everyone's greedy eyes were on the Tier Seven spell. The spell hummed with magic, and even staying near it would provide wizards with magical insights if it wasn't sealed properly.

"That would have been my chance..." Aur muttered under his breath, his brows knitting together as he stared silently ahead.

He should have had no difficulty completing these steps, yet now it was harder than ever.

"What went wrong?" he wondered, his crimson pupils shifting towards Nina, who was climbing the stairs like a madwoman.

She had hesitated at first, but now it seemed as though she was walking up an ordinary staircase, her steps natural and unbothered.

Aur closed his eyes, recalling every single movement he had seen in the future.

This ability was possible because he had once reached the level of a Tier Four wizard, allowing him glimpses of the future. But now, his mental space was shattered, leaving him in a precarious state.

As the memory replayed in his mind, a single word came to him….

"Luck."

Aur muttered to himself while watching Nina's fleeting figure. "The future is distorted because of the variable of luck. Destiny alone cannot govern the world and the future is always changing."

He concluded, sinking deeper into thought.

This trial wasn't about strength or skill—it was practically a game of luck.

Each step you took wasn't progressively harder, but the challenges were entirely randomised. Only luck determines success.

As Aur stood there, lost in contemplation, Greater Lord Crystal and the others in the vicinity couldn't help but frown.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Why isn't he moving?" the King of Wine asked, his gaze sweeping across the crowd. Wherever his eyes landed, his subordinates bowed their heads, avoiding his scrutiny.

No one dared to move forward, despite the riches promised ahead. The looming guarantee of death made them hesitate. What was the point of obtaining all the treasure if you died without the slightest chance of keeping it?

These were, after all, old monsters themselves with Lifespan spells that they could create by spending some resources.

So, nobody moved, which caused the King of Wine's eyes to flash with disappointment.

"Trash."

A strange silence settled over the surroundings.

"Aur, walk forward already," Greater Lord Crystal's voice came in an extremely low tone, but if one heard it, it would sound as though she were shouting directly into their ears.

Aur turned around and looked at her silently, then seemed to completely ignore her as he sat down.

"This bastard..." Her face remained expressionless, but everyone around her felt an unmistakable chill that made them break out in cold sweat.

"Hey, Guardian spirit of this trial," Aur called out, looking around. Nothing appeared before him, only emptiness as he stared into the void.

"Are you really not going to come out?" Aur narrowed his eyes, raising his fist as the blood and Qi within his body surged, distorting the air around him.

"I'll make you come out, then," he sneered, driving his fist into the stairs.

Immediately, cracks began to appear where his punch landed. At first, they were small and confined to the impact zone, but soon they began to spread, slowly crawling across the entire staircase.

"Is this guy crazy?"