The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

Above the sky, instead of an endless expanse of azure, there was a deep, dark black, as if a heavy shadow was pressing down on the heavens and earth, carrying an atmosphere that made one's heart ache.

Below was a plain overgrown with weeds.

The surrounding area was vast and empty, yet excessively quiet, almost deathly still.

There are no insects chirping, no birds singing, not even the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the grass.

All that remained in sight were withered weeds and long-fallen flowers, as if the entire earth had lost its breath.

In the midst of this deathly silence, a clear sound of footsteps suddenly rang out.

The soles of the shoes crunched over the withered grass and flowers, making a dry and harsh sound.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, figures clad in long black robes appeared, a total of ten people.

They were the advance team that Lynn had sent.

In the initial moments, everyone's eyes held a lingering sense of confusion, as if their consciousness was still caught in the aftershocks of the spatial distortion.

But soon they came to their senses that they had truly stepped into the Spirit Eye plane.

"...There was no rejection from heaven and earth, nor any suppression?"

A first-level wizard spoke up, somewhat hesitantly.

He had participated in the expedition to the 001st dimension and was familiar with the reactions that alien beings would have to endure after stepping into another dimension.

Based on past experience, when an outside wizard enters a plane, he may not be immediately detected by the local creatures, but he will definitely not escape the gaze and rejection of the world's origin.

But at this moment, he did not feel even the slightest pressure from the origin of the plane.

At first, he thought it was because he was too weak and his perception was not sharp enough.

But soon, a level two wizard also slowly shook his head, clearly not noticing any signs of rejection either.

"and……"

Another second-level wizard spoke up, seemingly sensing something, and then extended his palm.

It was a hand that had been modified by elements, its skin a dark red color like that of a fire lizard, rough and tough. It was originally an elemental wizard who focused on the research of fire elements.

As the knuckles, resembling lizard claws, slowly closed, a faint yet real fluctuation of energy factors quietly emerged.

The next moment, the fire element energy factors in the surrounding world were drawn in and easily gathered in his palm, transforming into a small and stable flame.

This scene caused the other wizards to simultaneously freeze in their tracks.

They could clearly distinguish that this was not a reserve of energy factors from the permanent magical imprint within their colleagues.

The source of that flame was undoubtedly the fire element energy factor that flowed naturally between heaven and earth.

It's important to know that energy factors only exist in the wizarding world.

Once you leave the wizarding world, it's almost impossible to get back in.

And now, it has indeed appeared in this unfamiliar Spirit Eye plane.

Here, there are actually fire element energy factors.

Almost without much thought, everyone simultaneously came to the answer.

This must be the effect of the otherworldly purification device.

The Otherworld Purification Device is an expensive instrument specially developed by the Wizarding World for interdimensional expeditions.

Its sole purpose is to forcibly rewrite and assimilate the chaotic and unfamiliar rules of the target plane into the system of the wizarding world.

That is why only it can give rise to energy factors that should not exist in other worlds.

"Following the sensing of energy factors..."

Quentin closed his eyes for a moment, sensing the subtle flow of the world, then raised his hand and pointed to a desolate wasteland in the distance.

"Then we can find the interdimensional purification device."

They were deployed to this location using extremely precise coordinates.

However, their true target for this trip did not appear near the teleportation point.

This is not difficult to understand.

The Spirit Eye plane had just experienced a fierce battle, and the world's origin was severely damaged.

The origin of the world is the most core and fundamental existence of the entire plane. Once damaged, its impact will not be limited to a single area.

Mountains and rivers may shift, and even the probability of a genius being born in this plane may be affected.

In this context, even if the coordinates themselves are not the problem, there is a high possibility that deviations will occur due to changes in the geographical structure.

Fortunately, the deviation was not too great.

At least, the team could still clearly feel the effects emanating from those wizard instruments.

Soon, the ten people began to walk through the weeds.

Their movements were slow but extremely cautious.

This is a habit that only develops after experiencing the last interdimensional expedition.

No one rashly used witchcraft to fly; instead, they moved slowly along the ground, using the terrain and withered grass as cover, gradually approaching the target area.

The speed may be a bit slow, but it is safe enough and greatly reduces the risk of revealing one's whereabouts.

If it were a junior wizard participating in a planar expedition for the first time, seeing these seniors acting this way, they might feel puzzled.

Their goal for this trip was clearly to find important remnants such as an interdimensional purification device or a space carrier.

Those places are often covered by layers of witchcraft formations, making it impossible for native creatures to get close, so why be so careful?
But shortly after the group continued on its way, Quentin, who was at the head, suddenly raised his hand and made a gesture to stop them.

"Be careful."

His voice was kept very low.

"Something's not right up ahead."

The other nine people's expressions did not change, but they instantly held their breath and slightly hunched their bodies.

The entire squad quietly entered a state of full alert.

At this moment, the group's figures were completely swallowed up by the towering weeds, and from a distance, it was almost impossible to discern anything unusual.

They were located on the edge of a huge basin.

Further ahead, the terrain suddenly drops, revealing a basin of astonishing size in its entirety.

In stark contrast to the overgrown landscape outside, the basin is exceptionally clean.

There were no wildly growing weeds, nor any strangely shaped withered vegetation. The entire area seemed to have been "cleaned up" by human hands, leaving only a huge depression that looked like it had been formed after a meteorite crashed.

Within that basin, rows of wizarding instruments stood silently.

The most striking feature is the series of strange pillars distributed along the edge of the basin.

These pillars are entirely dark, yet their surfaces are engraved with patterns as blazing as the sun and as deep as the starry sky, intertwined with each other.

They lined up along the edge of the basin, echoing each other and forming an astonishing array.

This is the main body of the otherworldly purification device.

When these pillars operate simultaneously, they can forcibly modify the rules of the plane, gradually transforming the power of heaven and earth into an energy system familiar to and controlled by the wizarding world.

In addition, other devices are scattered throughout the basin.

One after another, massive cannon turrets, gleaming with a cold light, stood silently. Their shapes resembled enlarged siege cannons, but they were entirely constructed of magical structures.

That's a magic stone cannon.

Depending on the type of magic stone loaded, it can unleash completely different destructive attacks.

They are known for their incredible power, but also for the terrifying cost they consume.

At the very center of the basin, the true behemoth was just beginning to emerge. A terrifyingly large space carrier stood silently there.

Its overall shape resembles an inverted black mountain range, or a Gothic cathedral floating in the air.

The layers of spires, arches, and flying buttresses at the bottom of the ship extend upwards and converge, eventually forming a huge dome, or perhaps a core composed of multifaceted crystals.

The ship is several kilometers long, so large that it almost makes people lose their sense of scale. From a distance, it looks more like an island floating in the air.

Its surface is covered with a dark, basalt-like refined material, and is covered with glowing arcane runes and silver magic rails.

As energy flows, the runes pulsate like blood vessels, radiating a deep blue, purplish-red, or even blood-red light.

Around the ship, countless small floating platforms and magic boat docks are attached to it like a honeycomb, ready to release swarms of airships at any time.

At the bottom or center of the mothership, a massive magic reactor was constantly running, spewing out pale blue magic flames, and propulsion beams that twisted in the air like rifts in the void.

Looking up from the ground, this space carrier resembles an ever-present dark cloud, pressing heavily against the sky and blotting out the sun.

Lightning crackled along the edge of the ship's hull, with occasional chains of lightning leaping and flashing between the spires. Around it, rows of well-constructed towers and buildings stood in neat rows.

This basin has become a well-preserved wizard camp.

Complete, strict, and chilling.

At the edge of the basin, the advance team took in everything before them, and everyone's eyes narrowed as complex thoughts arose in their minds.

The current situation clearly contains two completely different pieces of news: one is good news, and the other is bad news.

The good news is that they successfully located the core devices left behind by the wizards.

The otherworldly purification device, magic stone cannon, and sky mothership were all complete and intact, neatly arranged in the basin, resembling an extremely well-preserved wizard camp.

The bad news, however, is much simpler.

This wizard camp was not deserted.

On the contrary, there are people here, and quite a few of them.

One after another, figures patrolled back and forth in the camp, their movements orderly, clearly treating it as a true stronghold.

"those people……"

A second-level wizard narrowed his eyes, a subtle glint in them.

Clearly, he had secretly used some kind of eye-based witchcraft to try and see what was happening inside the camp.

"...Doesn't seem to be a wizard."

As his observation deepened, his tone became increasingly hesitant.

The clothing worn by those patrolmen was completely out of step with the aesthetics of the wizarding world.
More importantly, their bodies did not show any trace of the natural flow or attachment of energy factors.

At first glance, they appear to be a group of ordinary people who have never embarked on the path of wizardry.

But he quickly dismissed this assessment.

It's not that there are no energy factors.

Rather, it's the way energy factors operate that's completely different.

For wizards, energy factors exist between heaven and earth, and can be manipulated and guided by spiritual power and magical formulas.

These people, however, seem to incorporate energy factors directly into their physical bodies and release them only when needed.

This method may seem somewhat similar to permanent sorcery marks, but in reality, they are vastly different.

Simply relying on the physical body to bear energy factors will inevitably subject it to strong radiation erosion, and the slightest carelessness will cause distortion.
However, mental energy, as a medium, can perfectly circumvent this problem.

Needless to say, in terms of efficiency and power, mental energy driving energy factors far surpasses direct physical drive.

"This is interesting..."

A low murmur rose from the grass.

The wizards looked at each other, and for a moment no one dared to make a move.

The current situation has clearly deviated from their initial expectations.

The gleaming, cold-spotted space carrier and the rows of magic stone cannons already in standby mode silently reminded them that once their whereabouts were exposed, even if it was just by being locked on once, they would be in serious danger.

Their entire ten-man team would be completely wiped out in an instant.

But the advance team did not panic.

They were well aware that their every move was being watched closely by Lord Lynn, who was far away in the wizarding world, through the Star Gate.

It seems that new orders will arrive soon.

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The Wizarding World, the Temple of Life.

At the top of Lynn's wizard tower.

The enormous star gate stood silently, and the scene reflected within it was the entire landscape of the Spirit Eye Plane Basin.

Lynn stood calmly before the Star Gate; behind him stood Hadley and Tina, who resided within Hadley's bracelet.

The three of them never took their eyes off that image.

"interesting……"

A faint smile appeared on Lynn's lips.

“The native inhabitants are actually trying to forcibly incorporate the energy factors of our wizarding world into their original cultivation system.”

Compared to the wizards in the advance team, Lynn's understanding of the Spirit Eye plane was clearly much deeper.

With just a glance, he saw through the true nature of those patrolmen.

There are only two native cultivation paths in this plane.

One path is that of a knight, purely forging the physical body; the other is that of a priest, bishop, or other religious figure who believes in God.

After becoming a priest, one can go to the temple to receive divine power from the gods and refine and integrate it into oneself.

Today, the natives still travel along this path, but what they contain is no longer divine power, but the energy factors of the wizarding world.

"Pity……"

Lynn's tone was calm, yet carried a hint of condescending regret.

"Energy factors are inherently a mixture of various energies. Fire and water elements repel each other and cannot truly blend together."

“Those who cultivate in this way are destined to walk only a single and narrow path.”

"Moreover, the energy factor itself has corrosive and radiative effects."

"Refining directly with the physical body for a long time will only continuously deplete one's own essence and greatly shorten one's lifespan."

"This research method... is far too rigid and outdated."

He shook his head, his tone containing both evaluation and a hint of regret.

Simply transplanting the power system of the Wizarding World into local cultivation is destined to be unsustainable.

However, it was precisely this "unconventional" choice that made Lynn's interest grow even stronger.

Why would these indigenous people be so eager to abandon their original system and instead risk accommodating energy factors?
Could it be that... their native cultivation path itself has already encountered a problem?

Lynn's thoughts quickly drifted to the ancient god's energy fluctuations that were eroding the Spirit Eye plane.

The next moment, he flicked his finger.

A subtle yet refined ray of spiritual energy quietly disappeared into the Star Gate.

The scene inside the Star Gate remains from the perspective of the advance team, like water rippling gently in a breeze.

The spiritual energy, following the image, traversed space and headed towards the advance team in the Spirit Eye plane… (End of Chapter)