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

However, at that moment, the Soul of the Flame Wizard thought he was about to die there.

High in the sky, the originally low, rolling thunder suddenly changed, and a piercing, explosive sound that made people instinctively frown abruptly tore the sky apart.

The next moment, the sky cracked—not just metaphorically, it literally cracked open.

The pitch-black sky seemed to have been cleaved in two by an invisible giant blade, with cracks stretching for miles and spreading rapidly.

In that instant, everyone had the illusion that the world had been cleaved in two.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of energy poured in from the crack, just like the previous time, an incredibly heavy energy aura spreading out.

That was the aura of the wizarding world, which pierced through the dimensional barrier and slammed into the battlefield.

"Again?!"

On the city wall, someone couldn't help but speak up, their tone not one of surprise, but rather of hesitation.

They hadn't forgotten what had just happened: thunder roared, space tore apart, and a person fell down.

If this happened again, who would dare to believe it immediately?

"The Nature Divine Dynasty...has another trick up its sleeve?"

This question lingered in everyone's mind.

At the same time, several powerful beams of light shot into the sky from within the capital city.

These are the Morning Star Wizards of the Earth Capital. They didn't have a chance to save the Soul of the Flame Wizard before, but now at least they have a chance.

Even if they can't rescue him, just drawing some of the magic network's firepower and buying him some time is enough; otherwise, that guy won't last long.

However, on the other side of the battlefield, the legendary mages and archmages who hadn't yet gone all out reacted even faster.

The magic network suddenly activated, and a portion of its power swept directly towards the Earth City, thwarting the rescue attempt by the Morning Star Wizards.

The majority of the magic network's firepower was still focused on the Flame-Slaying Soul Wizard; it's better to cut off one finger than to injure all ten!
On the battlefield, capturing or eliminating a Morning Star Wizard would undoubtedly boost the morale of the troops.

Therefore, the Soul of the Flame Wizard could not let him escape. Whether it was killing him on the spot or capturing him alive for sacrifice, it was better than letting him escape by chance.

Just as the Soul of the Blazing Wizard was on the verge of death, the sky exploded.

High in the sky, the churning clouds seemed to be torn apart from the inside by something, and collapsed with a crash.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of energy...

No, it was an entire area of ​​"oppression," pouring down like a flood bursting its banks.

The feeling wasn't from one or two figures appearing, but from a group of terrifying auras forcibly squeezing into this dimension.

Even the void seemed to tremble slightly.

However, the reaction of the many mages from the other side of the divine civilization remained arrogant.

"Hmph, just a few more pieces of trash coming to their deaths!"

High above the clouds, a legendary mage sneered, his tone full of disdain.

"Under the cover of the magic network... let alone a few Morning Star wizards, even if an entire wizarding army were to come, it would be nothing more than ants trying to shake a tree!"

"Just suppress them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

With the Magic Network in hand, no matter how many variables there are, they are still just variables and will not change the outcome.

For them, the most difficult period of this interdimensional war was at the very beginning.

At that time, the magic network had not descended, and this area had a suppressive effect on them. If the wizard's reinforcements had arrived at that time...

The outcome remains to be seen.

But now? It's too late!

The goddess's power was projected down, and the power of the magic network was linked to the goddess in a higher dimension. Even though they were in different places, they could still borrow the goddess's magic network power!
That's why these mages have absolute confidence!
But before the laughter had completely subsided, the whole world suddenly paused for a moment.

It's not a visual pause, but a stagnation at the level of rules.

At that moment, everything in the world seemed to have been forcibly paused by something.

Immediately afterwards, the torrent of magic that had stretched across the sky like a cascading river of stars was abruptly cut off without warning.

It's like a rushing river being abruptly cut in half by an invisible giant pair of shears.

The first half was still dazzling and colorful, but the second half fell into complete silence.

The next second, all the spells that had not yet landed collapsed in mid-air.

The elements crumbled, the arcane structure collapsed, and the afterglow scattered across the heavens and earth.

The entire sky, from a dazzling sea of ​​light, instantly plunged into a dark silence.

At the same time, the illusory image of the magic net that had been hanging high in the sky, appearing and disappearing intermittently, began to tremble violently, rippling out in chaotic waves, as if... the signal had malfunctioned.

Above the clouds, the legendary mages and archmages who had just been laughing wildly suddenly froze on their faces.

"Oh no! The Magic Net!"

The Magic Network is not just a series of fluctuations; their "connection" to the Magic Network is gone.

"This... is impossible!"

Some people's voices changed tone.

"The Magic Network... is malfunctioning?!"

"Goddess above... What happened?!"

"Is this the work of a wizard? What forbidden method was used?! How could it possibly isolate the power of the goddess?!"

These mages, who were used to "calling the magic network," felt as if half of their bodies had been suddenly removed after losing the support of the magic network.

On the other side of the civilization of gods, many legendary mages were instantly thrown into chaos.

At that very moment, the Soul of the Flame, who had just been in a life-or-death crisis, miraculously survived.

Of course, although he was still alive, his condition was extremely bad.

That fiery golden sunflower was almost unrecognizable; its main trunk was cracked, its flower head had collapsed, and even its core energy cycle was on the verge of extinction. If it could only hold on for one more cycle, it would undoubtedly be destroyed.

At that very moment, when the magic network malfunctioned and the torrent of magic disappeared, he immediately pulled the Fiery Golden Sunflower back.

At the same time, his entire body was directly exposed.

Only the lingering aftershocks of the spell, not yet completely dissipated, crashed down upon us.

boom!
The final explosion landed squarely on him.

The Soul of Slaying Flames' body shuddered violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot. Its chest cavity collapsed, its internal organs trembled, and even its bones made a faint cracking sound.

The blow almost knocked him off his balance, sending him flying backward.

But the Soul of the Slayer had a look of relief on his face; his Fiery Golden Sunflower had been saved after all!
Even if it is broken and nearly scrapped, as long as its essence remains, it can still be saved.

At this moment, within his spiritual realm, the nearly crippled Flowing Fire Golden Sunflower was desperately absorbing that spiritual energy, barely managing to stay alive...

At that very moment, the interdimensional teleportation array high in the sky finally completed its final energy release.

"boom!"

A deafening roar, so deep it was almost muffled, exploded between heaven and earth.

The raging temporal storm seemed to be held down by an invisible hand and suddenly subsided.

Instead, one, two, three... numerous terrifying auras finally took shape in this world!

One terrifying figure after another "squeezed" out from the torn space, like a god of war from mythology stepping back into the human world from ancient times.

"One...two...three..."

On the city wall, someone was counting unconsciously, their voice trembling.

"Five...ten..."

He could only count half of them before he couldn't continue because there were too many.

The dense, overlapping atmosphere could not be summarized in "single digits".

"All of them are... Morning Star level?!"

Someone murmured, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Reinforcements!"

"It's reinforcements!!"

"The main force of the Nature God Dynasty... has really arrived!!"

Amidst the ruins, a group of blood-soaked wizards screamed almost uncontrollably.

Some people laughed, some cried, and some collapsed to the ground.

Finally, after this interdimensional war had been going on for so long, reinforcements from the Divine Dynasty had finally arrived!

In stark contrast to the ecstasy on one side was the deathly silence on the other.

The legendary mages from the gods' camp, who were once high and mighty, now had gloomy and extremely ugly faces.

It wasn't just the arrival of these Morning Star wizards; more importantly, their magic network seemed to be disrupted.

What methods did those Morning Star Wizards use to possibly disrupt the magic network of the Goddess of Magic?
Just then, in the area where space folded in the air, where one Morning Star Wizard after another stood, a voice suddenly fell from the sky.

"Go! Fight for the Pano plane! Fight for the wizard civilization! Fight to defeat the gods!"

He paused for a moment, then added softly.

"And for your lord!"

The moment the words fell, a burst of blue light suddenly exploded in the sky.

It wasn't light, but more like... a kind of "life" compressed to the extreme, completely released at this moment.

The cyan waves swept across the entire battlefield like a tidal wave, and wherever they passed, even the air seemed to be "awakened".

The figures that had been blurred due to the spatial distortions became fully visible at this moment. Everyone's gaze involuntarily rose and fixed, not on the group, but on the one at the very front.

The figure leading the many Morning Star Wizards from the Western Forest Domain was none other than Lynn!
He stood at the front, his black robe swaying slightly in the wind, the gilded patterns on it flowing in the light as if they were alive.

He was exceptionally clean-cut, with a handsome face, clear eyes, and an indescribable, unique aura.

The group of Morning Star wizards behind him, like soldiers under his command, gave him a sense of superiority.

As he said, Lord, yes, this is a respected lord in the Natural God Dynasty!
The next moment, Lynn raised his right hand, and a blue crystal slowly rotated in his palm.

An endless stream of life energy continuously emanates from it.

How concentrated is it? It's no longer just "qi" (vital energy).

"Splash!"

The next moment, the sky changed.

Fine, bluish raindrops fell from the sky.

One drop, two drops, and then it started falling in large swaths!

That wasn't water; it was life force compressed into a liquid state, an invisible energy, forcibly materialized as "rain."

It landed on one side of the capital city, on the wounded wizards, their wounds healed, their auras returned, and even their previously depleted mental energy was gradually replenished.

A corner of the battlefield was rapidly recovering, and the source of all this was in the slowly rotating cyan crystal in Lynn's palm.

"Crack!"

Lynn raised his right hand and pressed it down slightly, like a general who controls the whole situation and only needs a gesture to drive thousands of troops.

The group of newly arrived Morning Star wizards behind him all tensed up, clearly having "understood" what he meant.

But they didn't act immediately.

Especially those Morning Star wizards from the old aristocratic system, they exchanged glances, seemingly still unwilling to be driven by Lynn.

Fortunately, not everyone was hesitant.

"Whoosh!"

A whooshing sound suddenly exploded!

A figure shot out from the crowd without the slightest hesitation!

It was so fast that it left only a blur.

The next moment, a colossal figure suddenly materialized in mid-air!
The bluish-green luster quickly outlined a huge silhouette in the air.

It was a lion, but no ordinary creature. Its body was as if cast from jade, with clearly defined muscle lines. A pair of long and sharp wings grew from its back, and its aura was heavy, carrying a wild and oppressive force from the depths of nature.

This was none other than the Illusionary Grass Lion Wizard, Genna.

Following closely behind the second and third waves, Ian and Aaron, without hesitation, followed closely behind, their figures tearing through the air like cannonballs, plummeting straight onto the battlefield.

"boom!"

Three auras of the Morning Star level erupted simultaneously with full force, causing the space in mid-air to distort slightly with this impact. Mental energy poured down like a tide, covering the entire area, creating an incredibly shocking scene.

However, despite their significant actions, they were not the "biggest" of their kind.

Because the real "heavyweight" moved the next moment.

A figure plummeted from an even greater height, like a comet crashing down!
The air around him was compressed into layers of white waves, and the space itself emitted a low groan of unbearable strain.

The Sea Emperor, he has finally made his move.

In the wizarding world, his power was always somewhat limited and could not be fully unleashed.

But now that he's in the Pano plane, even with the rules suppressing him, he is still a level six, a genuine level six being.

This was self-evident the moment he made his move.

"Clang!"

With a flick of his wrist, he drew the greatsword from behind his back.

The moment the sword left its sheath, the entire battlefield seemed to be instantly transported into another environment.

"Splash!"

The sound of water could be heard in the air.

It wasn't an illusion; it was a heavy feeling, like the pressure from the deep sea, so real it was suffocating.

The vast ocean aura emanated from him, cold, heavy, and carrying the oppressive presence unique to predators.

The Sea Emperor, originally from a deep-sea civilization, is a deep-sea hunter, and his giant sword is no ordinary object.

That was the transformation of the enormous creature he had personally hunted in the deep sea.

At that moment, as he held the sword in his hand and brought it down, an extraordinary phenomenon appeared.

Outside his body, an unimaginably enormous phantom slowly emerged.

It was a "thing" with an outline similar to a whale, but far more ferocious than any other whale.

Its scales were jet black, layer upon layer, like a whole piece of deep-sea armor; its head was twisted and covered with sharp bone spikes.

The moment that huge mouth opened, it seemed capable of swallowing the entire sky, much like some ancient, world-devouring behemoth.

The next moment it opened its mouth, and together with the main body of the Turbulent Sea Emperor, it fell down.

Seeing that Genna, the Sea Emperor of the Storms, and others took the lead in making a move, the expressions of the remaining old nobles who were still observing changed slightly.

They looked at each other, and for a moment the air seemed to freeze.

They knew very well that if they dragged it out any longer, it wouldn't just be a question of whether or not to take action, but whether Lynn would hold a grudge against them.

The next moment, these people finally gritted their teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in their eyes. They all activated their own rules and witchcraft, their bodies sinking down like falling meteors, rushing downwards to kill!

In almost the blink of an eye, the sky suddenly changed color!
That scene was like the wrath of a god.

A colossal deep-sea whale, so large it nearly blotted out half the sky, materialized from the void, descending from the heavens with immense pressure!

When its ferocious maw opened, it seemed to swallow even the light, and wherever it passed, all rules were crushed and swallowed!
Meanwhile, on the other side of the sky, a colossal lion, woven from illusory grass and spiritual patterns, strode through the air, its mane spreading like vines, shimmering with emerald light. It let out a deep roar, causing ripples to appear in the very space.

Beside him, two streaks of starlight, like shooting stars, suddenly pierced the sky, one to the left and one to the right, like twin blades falling straight to the earth!

At an even higher altitude, the multicolored starlight, as if torn apart by some great force, poured down in large swaths, like a magnificent yet deadly star rainstorm, enveloping the entire battlefield!

At this moment, a multitude of techniques descended from the sky, their auras intertwined, making it almost impossible to distinguish between reality and the manifestation of rules.

Amidst this turmoil, Lynn's side appeared remarkably "quiet."

Standing beside him were only two figures: one was the composed nobleman Sean; the other was the wizard Ald.

Lynn glanced sideways, his gaze lingering on the two of them for a moment, but he didn't say anything more.

He knew perfectly well that although Sean hadn't personally intervened, he had already shown considerable respect.

After all, the two Morning Star wizards from the Rockefeller family have already taken to the field, which in itself is a statement.

To put it bluntly, it means admitting defeat, but not being willing to completely give in.

Just then, Sean seemed to notice Lynn's gaze.

He turned his head slightly, and a smile of ambiguity suddenly appeared on his handsome, almost flawless face.

The next moment, he spoke in a gentle tone:
"My lord... surely I don't need to take action right now?"

Upon hearing this, even Lynn's gaze sharpened slightly.

That old fox, he changes his tune pretty quickly.

Just now in the wizarding world, there was still a hint of attacking him, but now he directly changed his address to "Lord", adopting an extremely humble attitude.

However, Lynn did not show much emotion.

Regardless of what the other party is up to, at least for now, they are offering him a way out, so there's no need for him to break off relations right then and there.

Lynn simply nodded slightly, his tone calm:

"In that case, I'll trouble Lord Sean to stand by and watch over us."

He paused slightly, then turned his gaze to the wizard Ald on the other side:
"As for Wizard Alder... please keep a close eye on the horoscope during this time."

Old nodded slightly without saying anything more. He did not take action, as he had other responsibilities, namely maintaining the astrolabe coordinates.

The so-called star chart coordinates are a vast dimensional coordinate system constructed with the Wizarding World as the central axis.

Within this system, the various worlds of the endless heavens are not static, but are constantly undergoing slow but irreversible changes.

Just as the universe is expanding, the stars are shifting.

Even the slightest error, when magnified in interdimensional teleportation, could become a disaster.

Therefore, to obtain the most accurate coordinates, someone must monitor and correct them in real time.

Alder, who was once an enforcement wizard, was already very skilled at this kind of work.

On the other side, Sean narrowed his eyes slightly.

A faint doubt began to grow in his heart.

Now that we have arrived in the Pano plane, theoretically, we can return to the Wizarding World at any time by using the reverse array.

Then why is it necessary to place such importance on continuous coordinate calibration? This seems somewhat redundant.

However, he ultimately did not ask.

The newly promoted lord in front of him was too mysterious, especially since he had managed to get a level six being on his side, which gave him a feeling that he was hard to understand.

Since we can't see through it, let's wait and see for now.

So Sean simply stood there quietly, his robes fluttering slightly, his aura restrained.

His handsome and deep eyes slowly lowered, looking down at the battlefield below that was being torn apart by numerous witchcraft spells.

Deep within his eyes, a flicker of thought stirred, but no one knew what he was plotting at that moment. (End of Chapter)