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

As a Morning Star Wizard, Lynn was by no means someone who could be easily manipulated by the natives of the plane world, even though he had not personally led many interplanetary expeditions.

The blonde girl tried to control him with tests and leverage, but she didn't understand one thing: to Lynn, their existence was always just icing on the cake.

If they are sensible and compliant, he doesn't mind letting bygones be bygones and doesn't hold it against them for using wizard instruments and devices.
But if he still tries to bargain or harbors ulterior motives, then he can only blame himself for being ruthless.

As the thunderous roar from the space carrier continued, the horrific screams from the camp gradually subsided until they disappeared completely.

After Lynn ordered a near-indiscriminate purge, probably less than one in ten of the native inhabitants of the camp survived.

The blonde girl no longer possessed her previous divine appearance.

Tears streamed down her face, her expression blank. The lofty sanctity was gone from her beautiful eyes, replaced only by an undisguised fear of Lynn.

Lynn didn't care how she viewed her.

He never needed to be understood, only to be feared and obeyed.

“I remember that during the last interdimensional expedition,” Lynn said calmly, “some natives chose to surrender to us.”

His gaze fell on the girl, his tone calm, yet carrying an invisible pressure.

"You must be their descendant."

"Introduce yourself."

"My patience is limited."

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually raised his hand and made a simple gesture.

Behind him, Quentin and the others immediately understood.

They dared not say a word, bowed in unison, and then dispersed to take over the entire camp.

Magic stone cannons, space carriers, deep within the camp, otherworldly purification devices... clear division of labor, swift and decisive action.

At this moment, the blonde girl finally snapped out of her initial confusion.

She curled up, no longer possessing any of the holiness and majesty of a "saint," but instead resembling a frightened little animal, even her breathing trembling.

She suppressed her fear and spoke in a low voice, introducing herself:

"Respected Wizard... My name is Messiah."

And her origins were exactly as Lynn had previously judged.

In the last interdimensional expedition, although the wizard army failed to completely conquer the Spirit Eye Plane, the power and terror displayed in that battle were enough to intimidate the vast majority of native creatures.

After that, some chose to continue resisting, trying to hold onto their so-called faith and dignity;
Naturally, some people will lower their heads and choose to surrender.

This is simply a perfectly normal thing.

The cultivation system in the Spirit Eye Plane is broadly divided into two paths.

The first path is the priesthood of pastors, priests, and bishops; the second path is the knighthood forged through self-discipline.

Between these two paths, the difference in superiority is quite obvious, with the clergy system far superior to the knights.

That is why almost all those who chose to surrender last time were natives who followed the path of knights.

As for the reason, it can be traced back to the deeper structure of the Spirit Eye plane.

As a rudimentary civilization, the Spirit Eye Dimension has given birth to beings at the fourth level, which is obvious.

However, the different planes treat the "first level four creature" in completely different ways.

In some planes, those who break through choose to conform to the origin of the world, be open and honest, and impart knowledge and skills, thereby promoting more life to the same level and prompting the entire world to complete a leap.
However, some planes have taken a different path, monopolizing their own planes and becoming tyrants.

The Spirit Eye Dimension is the latter.

The being who reached level four did not choose to impart the path, but instead monopolized the entire plane, firmly grasping all possible paths to higher levels in his own hands.

Ultimately, through some unknown means, he merged with the origin of the world, becoming a special existence that coexists with the planes.

These are the "gods" worshipped in this world.

The spiritual path of pastors, priests, and bishops is built upon this foundation.

They worship the gods, receive blessings, and borrow the power of the gods, naturally enabling them to easily surpass the knightly path that relies on self-cultivation.

However, once one accepts the blessing, it is equivalent to completely binding oneself to the Spirit Eye plane.

Therefore, these clergy would never choose to surrender, much less betray the beings they worship.

That's why.

In the last interdimensional expedition, those who truly chose to bow to the wizarding world from beginning to end were only those who walked the path of knights.

If we divide the two paths starting from the transcendent realm, the Knight's Path is as follows:
Earth-level Knights, Heaven-level Knights, and the ultimate Legendary Knight;

The priesthood path leads to priesthood, priesthood, and bishophood.

From this level alone, there is no essential difference between the two. The real watershed moment comes after the legendary knight and the bishop.

Above the legendary knights, there are demigod knights, also known as paladins.

Their combat strength is between the third level of perfection and the fourth level of morning star. Their physical strength is so great that they can even withstand a blow from a fourth-level being head-on.

Even so, they still did not truly reach the fourth level.

In contrast, the clergy have an even more special rank after bishops: saintess.

The saint is positioned between the bishop and the divine.

If blessed by divine power, one can even unleash divine-level power in a short period of time.

This is why, overall, the path of the priesthood has always been superior to the path of the knighthood.

At the end of the last interdimensional expedition, the wizards chose to temporarily withdraw.

Those knights who surrendered or betrayed the alliance scattered and fled in the chaos, returning to the Spirit Eye plane.

As time passed, when the wizards returned to this place, they were surprised to find that some native inhabitants still remained.

This whole thing is quite interesting.

After all, in the long years following the wizards' departure, choosing to leave was the most rational decision.

The fact that these people are still staying here suggests there's more to the story.

More importantly, the title of "Saintess" is never bestowed arbitrarily.

Only those who have truly reached a certain level and received divine blessings are qualified to be given this title.

The Holy Maiden was the most loyal servant of that god in the Spirit Eye plane.

How could someone like that possibly appear voluntarily in a wizard's camp?

The saintess named Messiah was clearly hiding something from everyone.

She didn't say anything, but Lynn had already vaguely guessed what was going on.

He remained calm and spoke softly:
"It seems... there's something wrong with the deity you worship. Is it those areas shrouded in black mist?"

Messiah had thought that by revealing those past events, she could at least regain the wizard's trust.

But when Lynn said those words, she was completely stunned, her small face filled with disbelief.

This wizard from another world is far too terrifying.

It was as if nothing in the world could escape his gaze; he could even pinpoint the problems with the gods with a single sentence.

It felt like the other person was constantly looking down on and scrutinizing the world.

Shock and fear followed one after another, making it seem ridiculous for her to even have the will to resist.

At this moment, Messiah even felt a hint of despair.

She couldn't understand how those predecessors managed to fight against such an almost omniscient being when the wizards invaded...

Messiah even began to suspect that this handsome yet terrifying wizard before her might actually possess some forbidden art of mind-reading, allowing him to freely peer into the memories of others.

No, perhaps he doesn't need any magic at all; he is like a demon who can look directly into the soul.

Once this thought arises, it's impossible to shake it off.

So much so that she completely lost the courage to hide it, and dared not even harbor a sliver of hope anymore, and hurriedly said:
"My lord... In the thirtieth year after the end of the last world war, I was chosen to become a saintess, received the blessing of the gods, and began to worship them..."

"Everything was normal during that period."

She paused for a moment, but her fingertips unconsciously tightened.

"But ten years later, the divine power of the deity began to become unstable... mixed with some forces that made people instinctively uncomfortable."

"At the time, a saint and a bishop inquired about this matter with the divine authority." "Not long after, they publicly declared... everything was normal, there was no problem."

At this point, Messiah's voice noticeably lowered.

"But I know... those people are no longer themselves."

She looked up, a hint of barely concealed fear flashing in her eyes.

"I saw with my own eyes that the usually gentle and considerate saintess sister was... devouring the hearts of living people at night."

"Ten at a time."

"She would also whisper things... words that, just hearing them, made one's soul tremble."

By the end, Messiah's voice was trembling uncontrollably.

That fear was even deeper than when facing Lynn directly.

Clearly, the things she had experienced had left an indelible shadow on her heart.

"In the temple now..."

"I no longer know how many people are truly 'themselves'."

She took a deep breath, as if she had mustered up immense courage.

"My Lord God... I'm afraid something really has happened to you."

"Just when I was completely at a loss, I felt a kind of guidance from the world."

"It brought me here, and... taught me how to control those powers."

Finally, Messiah pointed to himself and then opened his palms.

The next moment, an extremely pure light energy factor emerged from her body and swirled around her.

Those natives did not master the true way to activate energy factors, and could only rely on their own systems to forcibly contain them, which created the current distorted and dangerous form...

Messiah is filled with light energy, which explains why she always carries an almost holy divine aura.

Lynn knew very well that energy factors were inherently accompanied by radiation and erosion.

Lynn's gaze swept over her.

He hadn't noticed anything amiss because the other party had deliberately concealed their aura.

At this moment, after Messiah completely released the light energy factors, he had already concluded that her lifespan had already been largely devoured and eroded by those light energy factors.

Even though they still maintain their youthful appearance, they have very little time left.

Moreover, combined with the things Messiah had previously described, many clues have gradually come together.

Lynn's mind raced, and her thoughts quickly connected.

"The gods' abnormality... the saintess's delirium, could trigger a collapse of reason..."

"It seems that the area shrouded in black mist that I saw in the Star Gate was most likely the location of the so-called temple."

"And this saintess, who has not yet been controlled, or rather, not yet completely infected, received the assistance of the world's origin and was deliberately guided here..."

His eyes moved slightly.

"Judging by the timing, it's exactly the time I ordered my subordinates to adjust the Star Gate and reconfirm the coordinates of the Spirit Eye plane."

"In other words, at that moment, the origin of the world sensed the wizard's power and chose to send her here, attempting to break the deadlock with the help of external forces."

With this in mind, Lynn already understood most of it.

Originally, he thought that the ancient god energy, which resembled black mist erosion, was actively triggered by some unknown entity, while the world origin of the Spirit Eye plane was confronting it head-on.

But now it seems that the reality is far worse than he initially judged.

The very essence of the Spirit Eye dimension has been torn into two parts:

A portion of them transformed into deities who reign supreme in the world;
The other part is the world will that still maintains the operation of the world.

The problem lies with the former.

That deity had already been corrupted by the energy of the ancient gods.

Furthermore, under its influence, the entire temple, and even most of the beings in the Spirit Eye plane, were dragged into the pollution and infection of the ancient god's energy...

As for the world's will, even after losing its dominance, it still retains its last vestige of rationality, struggling tenaciously against this erosion.

"The situation in the Spirit Eye Dimension... is much worse than I imagined."

Lynn whispered to himself.

"I originally thought that the energy of the ancient gods and the origin of the world were evenly matched and pulling each other apart."

"Unexpectedly, once the gods are corrupted, the situation becomes completely unbalanced."

"If this trend continues, and I hadn't intervened..."

"In another ten or several decades, the entire Spirit Eye Plane will probably be completely turned into a pasture for ancient god energy."

By then, this place will no longer be an independent, rudimentary civilization plane.

Instead, it will degenerate into a subordinate plane of the ancient god civilization.

Thinking of this, Lynn chuckled softly.

"interesting."

After thoroughly sorting out the whole situation, his expression did not become serious; on the contrary, he became even calmer, his eyes sharp as knives.

Because the situation at this moment is crystal clear.

The source of all the problems is that deity corrupted by the energy of the ancient gods.

Next, what he needs to do is actually very simple: get rid of the other party.

Once that deity falls, the pollution of the ancient god's energy will naturally collapse, and the Spirit Eye plane will fall into his control.

Of course, that's the logic.

But actually taking action is by no means an easy task.

The terror of a god corrupted by the energy of the ancient gods can be seen in the Messiah's powerlessness and in the world's will, which is on the verge of collapse yet still struggling to hold on.

To kill a god means to face the backlash from the entire Spirit Eye Plane.

The clergy in the temple, the saints and bishops driven by the gods, the temple knights who fight for God, and even countless extraordinary beings who are swept up by faith and drawn by power...

These combined forces are almost equivalent to all the extraordinary beings in the entire Spirit Eye plane.

Even a saint like Messiah, and even the world's will that still retains rationality, are destined to be powerless in the face of such power.

Because this is not a local conflict at all, but a full-blown world war.

However, what seemed like a hopeless and unsolvable situation for the Messiah, and a predicament that could only prolong life for the world's will, was nothing to Lynn.

World War?

His lips curled slightly, but his heart remained completely undisturbed.

He originally came to invade this dimension.

Originally, he planned to be cautious and send people into the plane first to find out the details before deciding whether to proceed slowly.

Now that we have completely seen through the inner workings of this world, why bother with "taking things slowly"?
Simply send troops to sweep across the entire Spirit Eye Plane.

All of this was clearly seen by Lynn himself on the other side of the wizarding world.

At the top of the Wizard's Tower, the Star Gate shone brightly and vastly, and within its light screen, the scene of the clone confronting Messiah was being reflected.

After taking everything in, Lynn himself remained calm and spoke softly.

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the wizards behind him who were operating various instruments.

"Give me the order."

"Let the great wizard Helen reorganize the army."

"All wizards and alchemists participating in the interdimensional war, immediately enter the pre-war preparation state."

"Next..."

He paused, his gaze falling on the strange and distorted world deep within the Star Gate.

"It's time to deploy them across dimensions and send them onto the battlefield." (End of Chapter)