The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 821 Shocking Change
Every gift from fate comes with a hidden price tag.

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Galaxy World, former civilization research institute.

The mayfly-shaped academic, resembling a silkworm pupa, is conducting experiments using energy instead of limbs.

Before him, on an experimental platform, lay a very ancient relic from a previous civilization.

The relic is a box, and judging from its style, it seems to be the relic of the furnace people.

Unlike wizards, the knowledge contained within the ruins they excavate is often incomplete; many times, they only find artifacts.

To gain the knowledge within, one must conduct research independently.

The scholar exhaled strands of energy from his mouth, which traced patterns on the artifact. The energy reactions within the artifact flowed through the strands into the scholar's perception.

Everything went very smoothly.

Until this relic suddenly deformed.

It's unclear whether it was the stimulation of energy or the fact that the scholar's description conformed to some kind of pattern.

The box, which was three-thirds of a meter in diameter, suddenly softened and deformed, and its original metallic texture became like asphalt.

The scholar, upon witnessing this scene, couldn't help but feel a surge of delight.

"New discovery! There is indeed a great secret in this relic."

The scholar watched all this with delight, but soon his delight turned into a trace of fear.

This slime... seems a bit off.

These slimes wriggled on the experimental platform as if they were alive, constantly devouring the surrounding matter and energy, and then expanding at an astonishing speed.

Even the energy threads of great scholars were devoured by it.

The scholar attempted to seal it with energy, but no matter what kind of energy he used, he was unable to seal the ever-spreading sludge.

While substances can temporarily halt the spread of this slime, it's merely a temporary fix.

This is because the growth rate of this clump of mucus that devours matter far exceeds the rate at which it devours energy.

"No, no, something's not right about this thing. Could this box be a seal?"

As the scholar watched the slime spread, alarm bells rang in its mind. Its intuition told it that this slime was extremely dangerous, and it was best to avoid getting any on itself.

"Your Majesty, do you have time?" The scholar contacted the Mayfly Emperor through the web of the mind.

"There's a problem with the lab, and I need your help."

"You're having problems too?"

The mayfly quasi-emperor's voice was full of surprise.

"Also?" the scholar asked, somewhat surprised. "Are there other labs having problems too?"

"Yes, just now, three research institutes have already asked me for assistance... and now the fifth one has arrived."

Upon hearing this statement, alarm bells rang in the minds of the great scholars.

"Sir, could you please inquire about the problems encountered by the other laboratories? Did the artifacts they were studying from previous generations suddenly turn into a blob of black, tar-like slime?"

A moment later, the quasi-emperor's voice rang in the scholar's ears.

"That's true, is it the same for you, great scholar?"

"Correct."

Seeing the slime spreading faster and faster in the distance, the scholar immediately sounded the highest alarm in the laboratory.

Although the scholar did not know what the slime was, his intuition told him that this thing was definitely worth a big alarm.

As the alarm sounded, the mayflies in the research institute evacuated to the outside.

The research institute, once a haven for expeditions, is now reduced to nothing but the university professor and the ever-spreading sludge.

The scholar maintained a safe distance from the slime and then continuously recorded its data.

Although he was a scholar, he was also the king of mayflies.

He was confident that the slime would be harmless to him as long as he kept his distance.

[After five minutes of spread, the mucus volume increased to ten times its original size. (Note: The original volume was 27/64 cubic meters.)]

[After ten minutes of spread, the mucus volume has increased to ten times its volume after five minutes.]

[At the fifteenth minute of spread, the mucus volume increased to ten times its volume at the tenth minute. Bubbling also appeared.]

[At the twentieth minute of the spread, the viscous substance increased tenfold again, during which time the bubbling became even more intense, and something seemed to be forming inside the viscous substance.]

[At the thirtieth minute of the spread, the slime's volume increased to one hundred times its size at the twenty-minute mark, and a...creature emerged from within the slime! Damn it, this slime is a Gestalt-like creature; we must eliminate them as soon as possible...]

What am I recording?

[Wait, why did I act like I'd forgotten about this slime just now?]

[Damn it! This thing possesses animetic properties! Quasi-Emperor, this thing has animetic properties, you must be extremely careful!]

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Oh no, I've been infected! This stuff is corrupting my soul!

Who are you? Who are you?!

[Your Majesty, the incident at the research institute has been resolved, everything is normal... Don't listen to him! Your Majesty, please don't contact him... Everything is normal... Kill me, kill me now... Everything is normal.]

Disconnect...the internet!

[Your Majesty, there was a slight mishap just now. This slime caused me to develop a secondary personality. However, I have eliminated it, the incident at the research institute has been resolved, and the slime is under control.]

The slime is under control, the slime is under control, the slime is under control...

Identical messages streamed through the mental network into the soul of the Mayfly Quasi-Emperor, sending chills down even through the powerful creature. "Damn it, what the hell is this?"

The antennae of the mayfly quasi-emperor suddenly tensed up. He had only delayed a little time, how could he have caused such a big mess?

A minute later, the Ephemeral Emperor looked at the research institute, which showed no problems, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I am very sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing."

The scholar flew out of the research institute and apologetically waved his antennae at the mayfly quasi-emperor.

"The puddle of slime is under control, and we are currently studying its properties. If we can figure it out, we will have another powerful weapon to deal with wizards."

As the mayfly quasi-emperor looked at the great scholar, it suddenly flicked out a blade of light with its tail.

The scholar was unable to dodge in time and his body was instantly sliced ​​open.

At the moment of the cut, a smear of black, not yet fully fleshed-out, viscous fluid flashed past inside the scholar's body.

"You scoundrel! How dare you deceive a quasi-emperor!"

The quasi-emperor suddenly unleashed a powerful aura, and in the next moment, the scholar's body was annihilated by the enraged quasi-emperor's energy.

But before the emperor could check the situation at the research institute, the institute, which had been operating normally, suddenly began to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, the entire research institute transformed into a gigantic humanoid creature.

Upon seeing this thing, the mayfly quasi-emperor was suddenly jolted.

Titan!

This enormous creature is definitely a Titan!

The next moment, several figures emerged from the void and arrived beside the Mayfly Quasi-Emperor. Each of them carried the terrifying aura of a Level 6 creature.

As a vast world, and one that has never been weakened, the Star River World must have its own world guardians.

One of the guardians looked at the Titan not far away and said to the Mayfly Quasi-Emperor, "The Origin tells us that a great threat is spreading across Him. If we cannot stop it, He can only fall into slumber to slow down the rate of corruption."

"Sleep?"

The Mayfly Quasi-Emperor was startled; the World Guardian would not joke about such a thing.

Since they say it's dormant, if they can't stop this thing, then the origin of the world will definitely dormant.

But can they solve this problem?

Looking at the colossal Titan, although the Quasi-Emperor was confident he could defeat it, the Star River Great World had more than just this one research institute!

In an instant, the mayfly quasi-emperor felt as if the heavens were about to destroy the starry river of mayflies.

He looked at the guardians and said in a heavy tone, "Please inform the other guardians to organize our cubs to leave the Star River Great World."

This erosion is not limited to one place; it has occurred in almost all of our research institutes.

This disaster... we've lost control of it."

"Can't control it!?"

The guardians were suddenly shocked; this news was a huge blow to them.

The guardians of the world are destined to live and die with the world.

But seeing the serious expression on the mayfly quasi-emperor's face, the guardians knew that the mayfly quasi-emperor was not joking or exaggerating.

"I will arrange the evacuation immediately."

The guardians' souls are connected to the mental network, and the message of evacuation is instantly transmitted to every world guardian.

The World Guardians received the news, and although they didn't understand it, they obeyed the orders from above and began to transfer the Star River Mayflies of this world together with the mayflies of the Highest Lake.

However, none of them noticed.

As they connect using the mind network, a force is rapidly spreading along it.

That power is so small that it can spread unnoticed throughout the mental network through the transmission of information.

It spreads through the information from one node to another, though it remains so tiny within the network of the mind.

However, it takes root and proliferates at every node it passes through.

Soon, the entire foundational nodes of the mental network, namely those Star River Mayflies whose strength was not even at level one, were all contaminated by this power.

How many mortal mayflies are there in the vast universe of the Milky Way?
The answer is countless.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

The mayfly that organized the mortal mayfly action suddenly sensed something was wrong.

These mortal mayflies under their command seem to be somewhat different.

But their feeling soon faded.

Because they too became one of the mortal mayflies, one of the infected.

Some of these infected individuals traveled through the wormhole to other worlds, while the majority of the rest turned into that tar-like slime.

In an instant, almost the entire starry world was covered by black slime.

Upon seeing this scene, the mayfly quasi-emperor, who was in the middle of a battle, was immediately filled with horror.

Suddenly, the most incomplete message from the great scholar's commentary flashed through his mind.

Disconnect from the network.

"Sever the web of the mind?" the mayfly quasi-emperor uttered a helpless chirp.

Then, the Kuroshio Current struck, and no one survived.

(End of this chapter)