The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 981 Mutation
The Great World of Sand Spirits.

"He's coming."

The Sand Spirit Sage, resembling a scale, emerged in the Prophet's Desert, with many rulers of the Sand Spirit civilization standing behind him, their expressions extremely solemn.

"The Windcatchers have already relayed the message back to the Alliance. As long as we hold on, this war..."

"No, Hollard, we can't win this war."

A dog-headed, human-bodied servant appeared beside the Sage of Sand, looking at Horad with unwavering resolve in his eyes.

“He has come in person. We are not strong enough. We must preserve the fire.”

"Sage, perhaps things are not as they seem..."

"I saw!"

The voice of the sage of Shaling suddenly grew louder, as loud as the might of heaven.

"I saw the Sand Spirit Great World engulfed in war, then slowly swallowed up by a giant serpent. We have no power to change this future, so preserve the flame."

As he spoke, the Sand Spirit Sage came to Horad and suddenly produced a handful of sand in his hand.

"This is our homeland. If we can't return, then the place where it falls will be the new homeland of Shaling."

"……I see."

Horad looked around. Beside him, the two Sand Spirit Emperors and the remaining Dragon Emperors were all looking at him.

They had prepared contingency plans: in the worst-case scenario, Horad and Shamantian would lead the sand spirits and dragons to become the spark of civilization. The remaining emperors, however, would hold their ground like emperors until they died in battle or the war ended.

"Hollard, it's up to you now," another dragon emperor said with a smile. "You are a wise man, and the future of civilization needs a dragon like you to guide it."

Hollard remained silent, only scratching his chest with his dragon claw.

This is a dragon's gesture, indicating that he has taken note.

The sand flowed out of Horad's body and eventually transformed into a dog-headed human-bodied form that was identical to the waiter.

Sand Spirits have very detached emotions, a common trait among half-elemental beings.

However, a lack of emotional intensity does not mean the absence of emotion.

The emperors came together, and their grains of sand mingled together.

"I hope I don't have to live on alone with a part of you in my hands," Sha Mantian said softly.

The two emperors exchanged a glance and chuckled, "We hope so too."

Beyond the world, a vast dimensional rift slowly appeared. Behind that rift, there were no legions, no fleets, only a colossal creature resembling a black ocean.

The moment this creature appeared, even the Great World of Sand Spirit trembled.

“It’s time to go, Horadric.” The voice of the Sand Spirit Sage grew louder again. “He has come.”

But He cannot win this time.

……

"According to the Wind Chasers, the Civilization Devourers' legion used the endless dimensional void to launch a surgical-like precision strike, completely encircling their front line. They then charged directly towards their mother world, the Sand Spirit Great World."

Richard sat in his seat, feeling his heart pounding.

This sudden situation gave him a very ominous premonition.

"But they were already surrounded. How did the Windcatchers get in?" Alchemy Crown asked, puzzled.

"They are completely sealed off from the astral plane to the endless dimensions. Even we can't get in, so how did a mere Windcatcher manage to get in?"

Windcatchers, a term used by wizards to refer to a class of dimensional beings.

These creatures possess abilities similar to dimensional merchants, but confined to the astral plane, making them the best information brokers.

During the Civilization Wars, both wizards and Star Mayflies obtained a great deal of intelligence through the Wind Catchers.

"I think we've overlooked one thing."

Richard rubbed his temples and casually tapped the table. The next moment, a 3D map of the world's biomes appeared on the conference table.

Richard waved his hand, and the map shrank instantly, while his finger pointed to the void beyond the map.

"Friends, although the Dark Domain is empty, it is safe. If you go through the Dark Domain into the territory of the Spirit Desert Civilization, you can bypass all the blockades."

Looking at the path drawn by Richard, the rulers present suddenly realized.

The world clusters are so vast that they tend to overlook the fact that their own world cluster is merely the tip of the iceberg in the astral plane.

For them, venturing beyond the world is also a viable path.

“But there’s a problem,” the Great World Tree suddenly said, “the messages sent this way… will be very delayed.”

The information we received is likely completely different from the current situation.

“That’s exactly our biggest problem right now,” Richard sighed and said softly. “Our people asked the Windcatcher, and according to it, the news is at least six months late.”

In other words, by the time we received this message, the Great World of Sand Spirit was already doomed.

Even the Eye Demon couldn't stop the Devourer of Civilization, let alone the Sand Spirit.

Upon hearing this news, all the rulers fell silent.

The Civilization Devourer had previously expended tremendous effort to conquer the Eternal Dark World. Yet now, it had taken away a great world with almost effortless ease.

“This is not our fault,” Rakat said slowly. “The location of the Lingmo Civilization basically determined their fate; it was only a matter of time.”

“…I know.” Richard suppressed the myriad thoughts in his mind and slowly said, “The Sand Spirit Great World has fallen. According to the previous agreement, the Sand Spirit will send the seeds of civilization over. We are responsible for receiving them and preparing a safe territory for them.”

However, I'm a little worried about whether they can actually send the seeds of civilization out, so I plan to go and see.

Richard was the chosen one, favored by fate, before the civilization devourers returned to their peak.

He will go to meet them; unless the Lingmo civilization is destined to perish, he will definitely be able to reach them.

"Then let's discuss how to settle the world."

"Rakkat said in a deep voice, looking at Richard with huge eyes that seemed to see right through Richard's heart."

“I can see that you are very anxious and a little panicked right now. But I have to say that it’s too early to panic.”

You are the chosen one, and we are all paving the way for you. You must be full of confidence and high spirits.

Richard paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered that the Eye Demons' talent allowed them to see emotions. Lakatar's strength was already close to breaking through two limits, suggesting that his talent had long been developed to its maximum potential.

"I will."

Richard stood up, and a dimensional portal immediately appeared before him.

……

Black domain.

Between world clusters, there exists a vast, almost boundless void.

These regions are so vast that even light cannot penetrate them. Even the most sighted Overlords, when looking out from the edge of a world cluster, can only see nothingness.

In this deep darkness, the Dragon Emperor Horad is carrying the seeds of the Spirit Desert civilization, smuggling them from the Dark Domain into the Wizard Alliance's territory.

To be on the safe side, he didn't even dare to enter the endless dimension.

Because he was too close to the civilization devourer. The Ether Sea could isolate the civilization devourer's senses, but the endless void of dimensions could not.

"Hollard, how far are we?"

Sha Mantian emerged from his scales, cautiously surveying everything around him.

"About three thousand light-years."

"That's very close."

Although he couldn't traverse endless dimensions, Horard could still move behind the veil. While there were still speed limitations behind the veil, these limitations were significantly fewer compared to the speed of the flowing light on the surface.

“As long as we can get to the Wizard Alliance’s territory, we’ll be safe.” Sha Mantian’s voice was full of melancholy. “I never imagined that Lingmo’s future would be like this.”

“Neither do I,” Horard said softly. “In my vision, we should unite with other civilizations in war and exchange ideas. We might fail, but… we would never be this pathetic.”

The three emperors and even the Sand Spirit Sages who remained were merely pawns used to buy them time. If they hadn't bought time, the Civilization Devourers would have definitely hunted them down.

The Civilization Devourer is a greedy monster; it never hesitates to take a few more bites.

boom!
Hollard suddenly turned to the side, dodging a white torrent of ether.

Behind him, a jet-black dragon and two Titans of the Limitless level were watching him.

"Hollard, as our last hope, I never imagined you would side with that monster!"

The dragon let out a piercing roar, its hatred and killing intent surging towards Horard like a tidal wave.

"Has it been completely eroded?"

Hollard stared at the scene before him, his eight dragon heads expressionless. Richard had told him the fate of those corrupted rulers.

“I told you long ago, Mokar, you should strengthen your willpower training. Of the three, you are indeed the first to be corrupted.”

However, Horard's words sounded quite different to Mocar.

He heard his old friend, almost a mentor, grinning maliciously as he said, "Mokar, you have never witnessed the power of that great being. We can never defeat Him."

To coexist with Him and become a part of Him is our only choice!

"Bastard!"

Mokar's body suddenly appeared with blood-red patterns, and in an instant, the life radiation on his body increased several times.

Hollard recognized this; it was Mokar's Dragon Mark Enhancement Technique.

He also contributed a lot to the creation of this thing.

"Do you remember? We created this together. Now, it's here to... send you off!"

As he spoke, Mocar's body instantly reached the limit of speed beyond the dimension. Before Hollard could react, Mocar was already on his face.

Hollard is not a Limit Breaker. If it comes down to pure physical constitution, there is only one outcome for him: death.

Fortunately, Hollard is a wise man.

boom!
Mokar's claws were encased in a barrier, which was covered by golden patterns, making it look like a rampant, spreading tree.

Horadric is a master of dragon alchemy, which in his hands has transcended the boundaries originally defined by the Supreme Being. In my spiritual evolution, knowledge is equivalent to combat power.

However, Mokar is not fighting alone.

boom!
The other three Titan Overlords arrived in front of the barrier almost simultaneously and threw a punch almost at the same time.

Horard was somewhat confident of victory against one Limit Breaker. He could barely defend himself against two Limit Breakers. But four Limit Breakers were beyond his capabilities.

"Fate... is so cruel."

(End of this chapter)