The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 850 The First Alliance Meeting

The secret method was useless, and they had also lost the aid of the civilization devourers.

In just three days, the Black Furnace Man weakened to the level of an ordinary Overlord.

Richard, in charge of the attack, nervously enveloped the Black Furnace Man with Miracle Fire, much like drawing a card.

Based on previous experience, as long as the power of the civilization devourer on the Black Furnace Man is completely eliminated, he will most likely be able to obtain a soul.

But what if?
No one knows whether the purification of the Titan's soul was a coincidence.

Fortunately, that "what if" did not happen.

Under the burning of the Miracle Fire, the black slime that made up the Black Furnace Man's body disappeared one after another, revealing the extremely weak but pure soul within.

"Um!?"

Upon seeing this scene, the ever-changing God King was immediately startled, his face hidden beneath his hood.

As a master who had broken through limits, he could naturally see that Richard's actions were purifying the power of the civilization devourers.

But he did not expect that among the Black Furnace Men he was fighting, there was actually a Dominator's soul as the core.

The astonishment of the God of Change did not affect Richard's actions.

He cautiously used his mental power to contact this soul, wanting to see if this ruler still had any consciousness left.

But it's unclear whether it was due to injuries sustained in battle, or because the master of spiritual evolution was given special "care" by the civilization devourers.

The soul of this broken-limit furnace man was extremely weak, even weaker than the Titan in Richard's hands, whose personality had been completely worn away.

Richard tried to contact it with his mental powers, but all he got was deathly silence.

Damn it, the goods weren't shipped.

But just as Richard was feeling down, he suddenly noticed that his Forge of Miracles seemed to be trembling.

Richard's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly pulled the Miracle Forge out of the dimension.

The moment Richard saw the Forge of Miracles, the soul of the furnace-man who had been unresponsive suddenly trembled, and a mental message entered Richard's perception.

"...Light me."

ignite?

As he examined the souls in the furnace, his brow furrowed slightly.

The Miracle Fire is no joke; if left uncontrolled, it can burn even the soul of the ruler to ashes.

But seeing the unresponsive soul of the furnace spirit, he decided to try as the furnace spirit asked.

With a gentle tap on the furnace, a miraculous flame fell upon the soul of the furnace dweller.

In the next instant, the soul of the furnaceman was ignited by the miraculous fire.

In the miraculous fire, the soul of the man in the furnace slowly opened his eyes and bowed slightly to Richard.

"Hoka has met the High Priest."

Richard nodded slightly, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

Does the Miracle Fire also have the effect of helping people restructure their personality?

Seemingly sensing Richard's confusion, Hokka calmly said, "High Priest, my personality has been annihilated by the monster's endless torment. What you see now are my last words."

I don't know what the current situation is, but I hope you can rebuild my personality and let me fight again, instead of throwing me into the furnace.

Of course, if the situation is no longer so critical, or even if the war has ended, then my previous statement is invalid.

After saying that, Hoka's eyes became lifeless again.

Richard withdrew the Miracle Flame and sighed softly.

In the end, the goods were not shipped.

However, the reconstructed personality may not necessarily be a bad thing for him, at least the reconstructed personality will be loyal to him.

Moreover, since this furnace-man has already broken through the limits, the soul structure is no longer a constraint for him.

In other words, during the personality reshaping process, Richard could have completely adjusted his soul structure to that of a wizard, thus making him a member of the Council of Truth.

Of course, most alchemical and energy-converting coronas would disagree.

This proposal will certainly not be agreed to, at least not until Richard's strength reaches its limit.

Ultimately, the power of discourse is determined by the size of one's fist. Without sufficient strength, Richard could not have pushed through a proposal that would have completely skewed parliamentary power in his favor.

He absorbed his soul into the Miracle Dimension and looked at the Myriad God King who was healing nearby.

"The God of Myriad Changes, seeing is believing. Your runes and Gungnir are truly worthy of the name."

Upon hearing this, the Myriad Transformations God King opened his single eye and chuckled, "If someone else said that to me, I would definitely feel a little smug, but since we fought together, there's something off about what you're saying."

The vastness of your furnace of runes is such that even Eternity would be awestruck. My little tricks are utterly insignificant, utterly insignificant.

In the battles of the past few days, Richard's displayed strength has truly astonished this founding god-king of the civilization of gods.

Richard's application of the Hearthstone runes reached an almost unbelievable level.

If Richard were a long-established ruler, that would be fine.

The passage of time is enough to explain everything.

But Richard was so young compared to him that he was practically an infant.

At such a young age, possessing such a terrifying accumulation of knowledge is something even the God of Changes couldn't understand, no matter how hard he racked his brains.

Surely those degenerated furnace people couldn't have packed up the fruits of their civilization and given them to Richard, could they?

"Not at all, my level of furnace runes is just the tip of the iceberg, how could it be as exquisite as you describe, God King?"

After some mutual flattery, the two quickly got down to business. The Myriad Transformations God King sighed slightly, "This Civilization Devourer is truly bizarre. Not only can it corrupt my soul and devour my memories, it can also imprison the soul of a ruler, using it as the driving force of its puppet."

"If it weren't for Richard, with your flame, I would probably have been devoured by Him today, becoming one of His puppets."

Richard offered no comment, only stating seriously, "This characteristic is merely a glimpse into the capabilities of the Civilization Devourer. It was severely damaged by the previous Civilization Alliance and sealed away for millions of years."

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that its remaining strength is less than one-hundredth of what it once was. Even after devouring numerous worlds, its strength is still far from its peak.

We must be mentally prepared.

A hint of horror flashed in the eyes of the Myriad Transformations God King.

"Is this not even His peak strength?"

Given the current strength displayed by the civilization devourers, crushing an ordinary civilization would be an easy task, and they would also achieve victory after victory against two civilizations.

And this is only a portion of the civilization devourer's strength.

If we wait until he recovers, why are we even fighting anymore? We might as well just go and nourish other world communities.

As long as the ruler exists and the seeds of civilization remain, there is no fear of running out of resources.

“God King, there’s no need to panic,” Richard comforted him. “The Wizarding Alliance has already taken shape, and there are six Limit Breakers in the Alliance.”

As long as we can maintain our current state and prevent the civilization devourers from indiscriminately consuming the world, then their desire to return to their peak is nothing but a pipe dream.

The God King of Myriad Changes was silent for a moment, then let out a long sigh.

"A great era has arrived."

……

With the addition of the civilizations of the gods to the alliance, a platinum-colored dimension wrapped around the wizard dimension.

The three dimensions are intertwined and interconnected, making each of them, which would seem weak individually, as strong as a rope.

Wizard Dimension, the City of Eternal Truth.

The crowned figures of the wizarding civilization, along with the insectoid overlords, stood quietly in front of the council hall, awaiting their guests.

Soon, a stairway to godhood appeared in the void.

The avatars of the Eternal God King, the Ever-Changing God King, and the Sun God King crossed dimensions and arrived in the Wizard Dimension.

Looking at the gloomy Wizarding Dimension, the Eternal God-King surveyed it with a hint of curiosity, then joked to the Crown of Shaping, "Shaping, why is your dimension so gloomy? I remember you were the sun of the Wizarding Great World, weren't you?"

The sculpted crown shrugged, feigning helplessness.

"There's nothing I can do. The alchemical fumes from the alchemy process are too thick, and they're completely obscuring my light."

Alchemy Corona glanced at Energy Corona and said calmly, "It's as if all the magical artifacts and potions produced by our school are dumped into the Astral Plane and disposed of as garbage."

I wonder which school of thought consumes the most alchemical products.

Upon hearing this, the Corona of Energy looked completely innocent and turned to Richard beside him, shouting, "Hey, Miracle, Alchemy is talking to you. Your hybrid wizardry is consuming a bit too many alchemical items."

Richard smiled helplessly and said perfunctorily, "Oh right, I'll restrain the half-blood wizard when I get back."

As they chatted and laughed, a huge vortex portal appeared in the void.

Without a doubt, this is a portal to the two Abyss Overlords.

Samael and Beelzebub's clones emerged one after the other. These two rulers were no strangers to the wizards, and the Alchemist Crown greeted them amicably.

However, the portal did not close after they left.

After Beelzebub, the clone of Mount Tarar also emerged.

Facing this somewhat unfamiliar abyssal demon, the Alchemist Crown turned his gaze to Samael.

"Samael, has a new ruler emerged in your abyss?"

"Ok?"

Samael was taken aback by the question posed by the Alchemist Crown.

Tarlar Peak came with Richard, and upon entering the Abyss, he became its ruler.

You can ask him that?
Alchemist Crown noticed Samael's unusual attitude and was about to ask something else. But before he could speak, Richard's voice came from behind him.

"This is the Abyss Overlord, Taral Peak, a Titan civilization overlord whom I rescued from the Civilization Devourers. Of course, he is now a member of the Abyss Civilization."

As he spoke, Richard walked to the side of the Tarlar Peak.

Taral bowed slightly to Richard, then stood behind him like a servant.

Upon seeing this, both Alchemy Crown and Energy Crown showed a slight change in their expressions.

This subtle change was shocking, it was also wary, and it was also a kind of fear.

The appearance of Mount Tarlar signifies that the rulers of previous civilizations can reappear on earth, and that these rulers mostly follow the lead of Richard, the destined one.

This means that, without the suppression of power, Richard alone will occupy a pivotal position in the future Wizarding Alliance.

The changes in the two Crowned Ones naturally did not escape the eyes of the other Limit Breaking Sovereigns present.

The two god-kings, Beelzebub and Eternal, secretly communicated several times. A thoughtful look flashed in Beelzebub's dim eyes, but Samael showed no interest in it.

He just wanted to end the meeting quickly so he could go fight the minions of the civilization devourers.

"Now that everyone's here, let's get started," Samael said impatiently.

The other rulers did not deny this, under the leadership of the two crowned figures of energy alchemy.

Numerous rulers entered the council hall of the City of Eternal Truth.

The first Wizarding Alliance meeting officially began.

(End of this chapter)