The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 828 Anchors that Anchor the World Line

"The Demon Lord?"

The great wizard was clearly not prepared for this answer, and his gaze froze for a moment.

“Yes, it is Him.” Richard leaned back, resting against the chair. “The information you have access to is only a part of Him.”

Detailed information about Him is currently classified. However… some of this information should be declassified in the future.”

The various characteristics of civilization devourers make wizards extremely cautious about sharing information about them.

Even though a war has already begun with the Devourer of Civilization, information about Him must be discussed and decided upon by the council.

The high wizard bowed slightly, waiting for Richard to continue.

"I do have a lot of information about the enemy you will be facing, and it is all legitimate information that you are free to look at."

However, this information is for reference only. The enemy you will face may be highly variable, and trying to counter it with targeted measures will only backfire.

Upon hearing this, the high wizard tentatively asked, "Is this a multi-racial enemy?"

Richard nodded slightly, his voice somewhat heavy.

"You can understand it that way. Besides, my information is incomplete; I only have detailed information on one of the races."

He possesses the complete heritage of the Hearthmen, and he knows everything about their legions, tactics, and even the weaknesses of their war machines.

But this only applies to those who play in the furnace.

He knew nothing about the Star Shepherd Titans, the Supreme Beings, or the other civilizations devoured by the Civilization Devourers, or their legions.

The high wizard remained silent upon hearing this; without a doubt, it was bad news.

But he had no choice.

He was a member of the wizarding civilization, and he had to protect its interests. Besides, with even the Crown Princes engaged in battle, how could a sixth-circle archmage like him possibly escape?

In this vast universe, the greater the ability, the greater the power. But correspondingly, their responsibilities also increase.

A great wizard can mobilize millions of wizards to work for him with a single word, and can sacrifice hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of wizards to achieve a goal.

But when necessary, they must fight to the death, even if it means certain death, they cannot run away.

Richard stood up and patted the great wizard on the shoulder.

"We have no choice. Our enemy is no saint. If we can't win, we'll only meet him inside his belly."

Having said that, Richard turned to look at the nearest mayfly king.

"Mayfly, although the agreement I reached with the dimensional avatar of the mayfly was merely to allow you to survive normally on this land."

But I think you might be able to live better... if you just obey.

Under Richard's gaze, the mayfly king trembled slightly, and finally even collapsed to the ground.

"Great Lord, we will obey all your commands."

Hearing the Mayfly King's reply, Richard smiled and used his energy to help the Mayfly King up.

"As long as you obey, you will live well, I promise."

After saying that, Richard took out a crystal ball from his pocket and left all the information about the Hearth Legion and what Richard knew about the Shepherd Titans inside.

Richard left everything to the Grand Wizard, and then vanished into thin air.

He has to take care of more than just these hub worlds.

……

Endless dimensions.

As the Miracle Flame rose, the Titan Overlord's body was completely incinerated, leaving only a faint phantom of his soul, paler than Mount Tarar.

Upon seeing this illusory figure, the Constitutional Crown beside him was startled.

"Can this still be saved?"

Richard waved his hand, attempting to communicate with the soul. However, seemingly due to insufficient strength in its previous life, the soul remained completely still after being purified.

After testing it for a while, Richard had no choice but to put it into the dimension of miracles and wait for another day.

After finishing his work on the soul, Li looked at the Constitutional Throne and asked, "Dean, are you really not considering using the Abyss Titan bloodline?"

Although the physique of the Crowned One appeared unharmed in front of him, his aura was extremely weak.

Richard was protected by the Miracle Fire, so he was unaware of the civilization devourer's abilities.

However, the Constitutional Corona does not have the protection of the Miracle Fire.

The minions sent by the civilization devourers all possess the ability to steal information. When you are hit by one of these minions during a battle, you will randomly forget a portion of your memories.

Even if the soul is guarded, this ability can still work, but the effect will be weaker.

Because of this ability, the Corona was repeatedly defeated by these minions.

In addition to this, these claws also possess corrosive abilities.

This erosion from civilization devourers gradually consumes the body and soul of a creature, causing a permanent decline in its physical and mental strength.

Combined with the previous ability, the Constitutional Corona suffered heavy losses on this trip. Even Richard suggested that the Constitutional Corona should use the Abyss Titan bloodline to temporarily boost its combat power.

The corona of the body waved its hand.

"Your bloodline is good, but it's not what I'm after."

My physique isn't solely due to drugs; I can recover in a few years and maybe even improve further. As for those lost memories… I have a habit of keeping records, and I have backups of important things. If I lose them, I can just go back and retrieve them.”

Seeing that the Constitutional Corona was unwilling, Richard did not force him.

Although the bloodline of the Abyss Titan is very strong, how weak can the bloodline of a creature that can evolve to the level of a ruler through its physique be?

"How is the war going? Have the several Nexus worlds been defended?" the Constitutional Crown asked casually.

“They held on.” Richard nodded slightly. “However, the civilization devourer’s offensive strength is somewhat weak. I suspect they are expanding their territory.”

"Land grabbing? Well, that's all we can do." The Constitutional Crown sighed. "Alchemy and energy manipulation are probably in big trouble now. I tried contacting them, but they didn't have time to answer."

Upon hearing this news, Richard's heart sank.

Alchemy Crown and Energy Crown are both Limit Breakers, leaving them no time to respond. It seems the trouble they're facing is no less than his and Constitution Crown's.

However, in a sense, this is also good news.

If the two of them hadn't held back most of the civilization devourer's power, Richard and the Constitutional Crown might have been facing a limit-breaking split entity.

"How are things on the side of the undead and souls?"

"Those two are doing well, but the swarm overlord they were chasing got away, and they're looking for its tracks."

Richard sighed slightly: "Please ask them both to come back. The front lines need someone to look after them. There are three hub worlds, and you, Dean, and those two can each take one."

Upon hearing this, the Constitutional Crown suddenly frowned, sensing an ominous atmosphere in Richard's words.

"Where are you going?"

Richard raised his hand, revealing the mark left by the cursed crown.

"The curse is dead. I'm going to go to his dimension to see if he left any backup plans."

……

The Crown of Curses, the first wizard in the Council of Truth to achieve truth, and also the most mysterious wizard.

In the past, the Corona of Curses consistently abstained from voting in the Council of Truth to maintain balance. After the emergence of the Corona of Constitution, he switched sides and joined the Corona of Evocation to continue maintaining balance.

In the many meetings of the Council of Truth, he hardly raised any proposals and almost ignored the School of Curses.

Throughout his long life, he spent the vast majority of his time exploring the mysteries of truth in the wizard's tower.

For a Star Realm Overlord, such exploration would be enough to grant him mountain-like mysteries and ocean-like knowledge.

This is the foundation for a spiritually evolved being.

Flying through endless dimensions, Richard was filled with countless thoughts.

Why did the Civilization Devourer suddenly leave from the endless dimensions? Why did the Cursed Crown die almost simultaneously? What did the Cursed Crown leave behind? What did the Cursed Crown do? ... All sorts of questions swirled in Richard's mind.

As he pondered, he suddenly realized that even the sorcerer known as the Crown of Curses was a mystery to him.

It took Richard a week to find the dimension of the Cursed Corona, following the guidance.

This dimension is not far from the wizard dimension, but it is hidden among several very close dimensions, and looks almost integrated with the void of the endless dimensions.

Without the guidance of the markings, Richard might have flown right past this dimension without even noticing it.

Without hesitation, Richard went straight in.

The moment Richard entered the cursed dimension, he felt an indescribable sense of chaos.

It felt as if the space around him was constantly twisting and deforming, and everything constant became uncertain.

It was as if I had entered a state of chaos.

But soon, that feeling faded, replaced by a room.

A room that resembles a study.

Inside the room, the Crown of the Cursed was behind his desk, perusing a spellbook. Seeing Richard arrive, he raised his hand and closed the book.

"They've finally arrived. It seems that monster has caused quite a bit of trouble."

As he examined the cursed crown, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Are you the embodiment of the cursed dimension?"

“Yes,” the “Cursed Crown” nodded slightly, “but he overwrote me with his own personality, so you can consider me as the curse itself.”

"Personality overwriting?"

"He learned little tricks from the soul, you know, he's a genius, geniuses learn everything quickly."

As he spoke, the embodiment of the curse snapped his fingers, and a chair appeared out of thin air in front of him.

"Sit down, I know you have a lot of questions."

Richard took his seat and asked directly, "What exactly happened? Why did the Civilization Devourers suddenly invade the Astral Plane?"

Shouldn't he be hiding in the endless dimensions now, slowly accumulating power to return to his peak?

The face beneath the hood of the cursed incarnation smiled, a hint of mockery in its voice.

"Hiding away to recover to your peak condition is indeed a good choice. However, you underestimate the fate line on your body."

The thread of fate is merely its appearance; its true essence is actually an anchor.

"An anchor that pins the worldline to the inevitable death of civilization devourers."

(End of this chapter)