I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Roland and Brianna's eyes suddenly lit up; they both knew what this meant.

"This is truly a great blessing for those who cannot use magic."

But for wizards, it's somewhat of a double-edged sword. "Mystical magic can be used in any environment," Brianna sighed. "If one is willing to consume the Prisoner's Seed and activate it, an Eastern wizard doesn't need the Dawn of Light to become like a god—though there are some side effects."

Roland had witnessed what Brianna was talking about firsthand, and many times at that.

For example, the Three Holy Servants of the Land of the End.

For Eastern Wizards, as long as they swallow and activate the Prison Seed, even a lowly apprentice, even in the extreme environment of chaotic doomsday laws, can still be like a god, turning the entire world into a dead desert with a wave of their hand.

If it weren't for the goddess Heracles, that world in the Land of the End would no longer exist.

Therefore, if the wizards of the East are willing to pay the price, they can make ordinary gods retreat, or even destroy a world, even without the light of dawn.

Strictly speaking, the people of this world are incredibly similar to mad gods. Therefore, if driven to the brink, they are capable of making even Heaven pay a heavy price.

Brianna knew the truth about this world, that its inhabitants were incredibly close to madness. Therefore, she knew that the power of the Dawn's Light could not influence the future battle against the gods.

“The problem lies in these side effects,” Loratu said excitedly. “This power allows wizards to maintain their rationality and self-awareness while also communicating deeply with the underworld and unleashing the power of the mystical (mad god).

Moreover, some data suggests that if the Dawn of Light is fully restored, it might even be able to restore those who have gone completely insane (madmen) to normalcy.

Roland and Brianna's pupils suddenly contracted.

Lorato said, “You know, the Dawn of Light is essentially a prison built for the mad gods. So it can create an order that will prevent the mad gods who reside here from being mad and evil.”

Therefore, when the mad gods reside in the Holy Throne, they are no longer chaotic gods, but forbidden wizards with reason.

From the perspective of the mad gods, this power of order bound them. Like a poison, it prevented them from using their own power and even affected their cognition.

But for us, this power of order is not poison, but an antidote!

This power of order can help us, with a steadfast self-awareness and a rational mindset, access the vast ocean of the underworld.

Lorato spoke at length, and Roland understood his meaning after listening.

The Light of Dawn allows the people and wizards of this world to unleash their ultimate abilities without any side effects.

Without the light of dawn, once an Eastern Wizard injects the Prison Seed into his body and activates it to unleash its ultimate power, he will inevitably and irreversibly transform into something like 'God Skin Heywood' or 'The Three Servants of the End'.

Although he gained godlike power, he also went mad.

However, with the help of the Dawn's Light, even if the Eastern Wizards swallowed the Prisoner's Seed and activated it, they wouldn't become like the Three Holy Servants. They could even transform into the Three Holy Servants while remaining sane and lucid, and then revert back!
The gods regarded the Dawn of Light as toxic garbage and an endless purgatory.

But in the eyes of the wizards of the East, the Dawn of Light is a healing sanctuary, a perfect paradise!
"Interestingly, after reviewing the logs of the Dawn Ship, we discovered that the power of the Dawn Light was not originally like this—it works on the Mad God, but not on us."

Or rather, it is harmful to the epileptic, but neither harmful nor beneficial to us.

However, at this point in time, more than two years ago or more than three hundred years ago, the Dawn of Light seemed to have undergone some inexplicable changes.

It's like an alchemist adjusting their potion formula for the humans and mad gods of our world. The new formula is still toxic to the mad gods, but for us, it's an antidote!

This whole thing is quite bizarre.

The wizards initially believed that the Holy See had patched up Dawn's Light based on their research into the gods and the people of this world. After this minor update and upgrade, Dawn's Light began to change. However, further investigation revealed that the patch was developed two or three hundred years ago, but the upgrade itself took place in the future.

Upon hearing this, Brianna frowned and asked, "You mean, the Dawn of Light hasn't completed this update yet, but the wizard, through observing the future, has discovered that the Dawn of Light will inevitably collapse towards this outcome?"

Lorato corrected, "To be precise, the Dawn Light observed its own future. And through the Dawn Light, we discovered that it is trending toward collapsing toward that future."

It seems to assume that this update is bound to succeed, as if we had already discovered the patch long ago.

Roland and Brianna couldn't help but show strange expressions.

Brianna asked, "What does this patch look like?"

Roland also asked, "Is it related to the last piece of the puzzle?"

Loratu's eyes lit up slightly; he realized that this young man knew a great deal about the Dawn of Light.

Lorato said, "I've recently been studying the theory of the 'observer's die.' I suspect it's related to the last piece of the pedestal, but I'm not entirely sure."

I think we should focus on studying the forbidden relics that appeared more than two or three hundred years ago.

However, I need to discuss this with my advisor.

At this point, Lolato looked at Brianna somewhat awkwardly: "I'll have to ask Miss Brianna to take me to talk to my mentor. You know, I'm not familiar with my mentor, and he might not trust me."

Brianna glanced at Roland furtively.

Roland said, "I think you don't need to talk to your mentor anymore; you're on the right track."

Looking at the young man who had acted on his own initiative, Lolato gave him a strange look.

This person seems to have the same level of authority as Mario, able to make decisions bypassing his mentor.

Lolato vaguely felt that the young man looked somewhat familiar.

Just then, a few people suddenly entered the library.

The leader was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old. As soon as she entered, she began to boss around the wizard apprentices and priests, as if she had come to inspect their work and assign tasks.

The women around her were holding stacks of documents, looking distressed.

It was O'Reilly, Helena, Joan, and others.

It seems Olivia has sent Olivia over with documents again—she should also let Olivia learn something here while she's at it.

But O'Reilly was completely oblivious to her own limitations; she took it all for granted and started swaggering around.

However, this time she only managed to shout twice before falling silent under the gaze of a young knight, and then quietly went to the bookshelf to find some books to read.

He glanced at the little girl, then at the young knight before him. Suddenly, Lorato understood why the young man looked so familiar.

This man is O'Reilly's brother. They look very alike.

O'Reilly once dressed up like this to cause trouble. She even claimed to be everyone's mentor.
But no one believed it, because Aurelia's appearance didn't resemble the photograph from the academy at all. (End of Chapter)