Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 355 Abyss Substitute
Seeing that his boss had intervened, Cha Ye decided to withdraw while he was ahead.

He never intended to kill his colleagues through these simple means; he simply needed to vent the pent-up violence within him through combat.

Chazelle's very existence dictated that he had to maintain his sanity through violence and bloodshed.

If there is no intense enough fighting over a long period of time, his consciousness will gradually be swallowed up by the chaos of the abyss, and he will eventually become a beast that only knows how to kill.

Moreover, Chaye was very cunning. He did not provoke Nas, whose strength was close to his own, or Noctun, the Twisted Sage, and Milas, the Liquefied Demon, whose authority was extremely mysterious.

The three Supreme Apostles he attacked were all "easy targets" that he could easily deal with.

You won't be in danger, and you can still experience the thrill of every punch landing.

"Hahaha... That's great!"

Chaye laughed and sat back on the throne, completely ignoring the still-bleeding wounds on his body.

These injuries are healing at a visible speed; the broken dragon head is regrowing, and the torn wings are reassembling.

In just a few moments after opening his eyes, he returned to his full form, and even looked stronger and more powerful than before the battle.

The other Supreme Apostles also recovered at a fairly fast pace.

As an existence approaching the level of a Witch King, this level of injury, though painful, is not fatal.

But psychological trauma is not so easy to heal.

The anger and resentment of being publicly humiliated by Cha Ye gnawed at their self-esteem like venomous snakes.

Malachi, in particular, had flames burning even more fiercely in his seven heads, as if to burn his entire soul to ashes.

"Now, can we calmly discuss serious matters?"

Magus's tone regained its authority, and the nine-eyed mask gleamed eerily in the darkness:

"Regarding Cassandra's interdimensional conquest plan, and how we can get a share of it."

When this topic was brought up, the expressions of all the Supreme Apostles became complicated.

Desire, jealousy, anger, helplessness... a variety of emotions flashed across their distorted faces.

"In the end, we are still too weak."

Bradesh, who had just regained his original form, said bitterly:
"They possess the power to destroy planets, yet they can't even stay in the first few levels of the abyss for long. This constraint... is simply the greatest irony for us."

This is the fundamental paradox faced by those who awaken in the abyss:
The stronger the abyssal power one obtains, the deeper one's dependence on the abyssal aura becomes;
The deeper the dependence, the more severe the constraints.

Ordinary Abyss Awakeners can still move around in the main world, but once they reach the Apostle level, they are basically trapped in the Abyss forever.
The Supreme Apostles cannot even stay in the shallow areas of the abyss for long; they can only move about in the depths of the abyss below the sixth level.

This restriction is not only physical, but also rule-based.

Once they are far from the core of the abyss, their power will decrease drastically, and they may even fall into a dormant state due to insufficient energy.

“By taking this path, you do gain power, but you also lose freedom completely.”

"Twisted Sage" Nocturne writhed and twisted his body, letting out a regretful sigh:
"We are like wild animals locked in a cage, only able to watch the outside world but unable to touch it."

"What's the point of saying all this now?" Malaki roared angrily.
"We have no way back! The only thing we can do is find a way to break free from this constraint!"

"Breakthrough?" Cha Ye let out a mocking laugh:

"Do you think no one has tried? ... You all know what happened to them."

Those predecessors who once tried to break free from the shackles of the abyss have all fallen into eternal slumber.

Their consciousness was completely swallowed by the abyss, and they lost even the most basic thinking ability, becoming true walking corpses.

“But it’s not entirely hopeless.” Magus’s words drew the attention of all the apostles:
"If we cannot leave the abyss ourselves, then let others act on our behalf. We will obtain external resources and intelligence through agents."

“An agent?” Agatha nodded thoughtfully.

"You mean a target like Ron Ralph? But didn't the last plan fail?"

Mentioning this name, several of the High Apostles began to mock Magus's previous defeats:

"Haha, remember that chaotic monster's plan? It was supposed to be a flawless trap, but that kid easily defused it."

"And that throne seed, so much effort was put into making it, but no one was even allowed to touch it."

"Lord Magus's 'perfect plan' is truly impressive."

Faced with these taunts, Magus could only admit defeat:

“Ron Ralph’s caution exceeded my expectations. The kid huddled up as soon as he arrived at the observatory, and there was really no way to deal with him.”

"Speaking of agents..."

The eyes within Nas's nebulous body began to dart restlessly, and his voice carried a clear sense of frustration:

“How many times have we tried? The Shadow Walkers of the Second Age, the Children of Chaos of the Third Age…”

He paused, and the starlight inside dimmed:
"They all initially performed perfectly, possessing normal rationality, powerful talent, and even the potential to gain a certain status within the wizarding system. But ultimately..."

"They all went fucking crazy in the end!"

Chaz rudely interrupted Nas, and all three heads simultaneously showed disdainful expressions:

"Either they expose their identity and get killed at a crucial moment, or they lose control and become monsters who only know how to kill."

I remember that 'Child of Chaos,' who finally managed to infiltrate the upper echelons of the Schools of Thought.

As a result, he suddenly went berserk at an academic conference, tearing half the wizards in the conference hall to shreds.

"After that incident, wizards became ten times more vigilant about the infiltration of the Abyss."

Karazek groped along the armrests of the throne with his bony fingers, making a clicking sound.

"It's much more difficult to infiltrate again now than before."

A pained face emerged from Miras's liquid body:

"The crux of the problem lies in the nature of the abyss itself. It is inherently chaotic and distorted, and any creature that accepts it will eventually be corrupted and lose its sanity."

"Even if we control the output power extremely carefully and only give the most basic power amplification, it will still cause irreversible personality distortion over time."

Shyvana's abdomen throbbed violently, and the larvae inside seemed to become more active due to the mother's agitation.
"This is the fundamental paradox we face. Without giving the power of the Abyss, the agent is not capable enough to complete the mission; by giving the power of the Abyss, the agent will inevitably go mad."

Noctun's contorted body performed an illogical action, his head rotating 360 degrees:
"Moreover, even if the agents can remain rational, it is difficult for them to achieve a high enough position in the wizarding system."

After all, the power of the abyss is fundamentally in conflict with the wizarding system; it is virtually impossible to simultaneously master two completely opposing power systems.

A heavy silence fell over the entire council chamber.

This problem has troubled them for countless years.

Each attempt involved a huge investment of resources and effort, but ultimately ended in failure.

Gradually, even the most optimistic High Apostle began to doubt the feasibility of this route.

But at that moment, Magus suddenly spoke:

"However... I recently encountered a special opportunity."

His nine eyes flashed simultaneously, radiating an excited, iridescent light: "An opportunity that could completely change the game."

All the apostles focused their attention on Magus.

"This opportunity comes from 'Lord of Blood' Aiden."

Upon hearing this name, the apostles present all displayed extremely complex expressions.

"That crippled false king?" Agatha's voice was filled with obvious disdain. "Wasn't he already trapped in the Chaotic Blood World and barely able to protect himself?"

"Moreover, as far as I know, his strength is the weakest among all the Witch Kings; even some top Archmages can hold their own against him." The human head among Malaki's seven heads spoke: "What help can such a being offer us?"

Magus let out a soft laugh:
“You only saw his weaknesses, but you overlooked his most important advantage—his mastery of bloodline modulation technology has reached an unprecedented level.”

"Bloodline modulation?"

“That’s right.” Magus began to explain in detail:
"Although Aiden is not strong, his skills in bloodline fusion and modification even surpass those of Selna back then. In particular, he has unique insights into how to make the bloodlines of different races coexist harmoniously."

"He possesses a special technique—'Bloodline Isolation Method.' This technique can completely isolate the chaotic factors in the bloodline without affecting the bloodline's power."

This information made all the apostles' eyes light up.

If such technology truly exists, then the biggest obstacle facing the agent program can be overcome.

“But…” Nass asked cautiously:

"Why would Aiden help us? Knowing us as he does, he should be aware of the risks of cooperation."

Magus's laughter grew even more sinister:

"Because he needs our help. Although the Chaotic Blood World is his kingdom, the level of chaos there is so great that even he cannot fully control it."

“And we have what he desperately needs.”

Malaki asked with interest, "You mean... mutual exploitation?"

“That’s right.” Magus nodded in confirmation: “It’s a fair deal, and it’s greatly beneficial to both parties.”

“And…” his voice became even more mysterious: “Aiden has already successfully created a decent sample using this technology.”

"sample?"

"It is the Lord Asmond, the Lord of Blood and Tears."

The moment the name was uttered, all the apostles were shocked.

Although the Blood and Tears Grand Duke was just an ordinary apostle in the abyss, his potential and growth rate were obvious to all.

Asmond possesses a vampire network spanning the main world, making him an ideal tool for intelligence gathering and mission execution.

“You mean… Asmond is Aiden’s experiment?” Shyvana asked incredulously.

Kaladzek, standing to the side, was already starting to get interested:
"If Asmond's case is indeed a success story, then this approach is definitely worth trying. It's at least much more reliable than our previous crude methods."

The other apostles also began to seriously consider the proposal.

After countless failures, they have learned to be cautious and rational.

“What are the specific cooperation plans?” Miras asked.

Magus unfolds the projection, revealing a spherical energy structure:

"We will combine portions of the primordial power of all the Supreme Apostles to create an unprecedented seed for the throne."

This seed will possess the abilities and characteristics of all of us, but thanks to Aiden's bloodline isolation technology, it will not cause personality distortion in the host.

"The agents created by the Blood Lord have successfully infiltrated the wizarding system."

Magus began to explain the plan in detail:
"This surrogate is unlike any of our previous rough works. During the production process, we were extremely careful to maintain her sanity and integrity."

From the outside, she appeared to be a normal, gifted wizard, showing no signs of awakening in the Abyss.

"In addition, the Blood King planted a special 'insurance' on her."

This insurance not only ensures her loyalty, but also unleashes unimaginable power in crucial moments.

Cha Ye added from the side, "As another master of bloodline power, he also contributed his share of the power."
"This seed's talent and potential have exceeded all of our expectations."

She has successfully entered Cassandra's Rising Stars program and is currently ranked quite high.

Upon hearing this, all the Supreme Apostles present had their eyes light up.

The New Star Project—that's a young wizard training program personally overseen by Cassandra.

Those who are able to enter are all geniuses with enormous potential.

Those who rank high among them are more likely to become future leaders of the wizarding world.

"If this seed can stand out in the Nova Project..."

Malachi's voice was filled with a greedy longing:
"She would have had access to Cassandra's core secrets and even become involved in the interdimensional conquest plan."

“That’s right.” Magus nodded in confirmation.

"Through this seed, we can establish a direct connection with the carrier."

Every step of her growth and every breakthrough she makes will benefit us.

And when she reaches a sufficient level, we can even influence major decisions in the main world through her.

The sheer scale of this plan shocked all the apostles.

If successful, they will be able to break free from the constraints of the abyss and achieve deep penetration into the main world through agents.

This would not only allow them to share the spoils of the interdimensional conquest, but could also completely alter the power dynamics between the Abyss and the main world.

"I agree!" Malaki was the first to speak, his seven heads burning with a flame of desire.
"Instead of sitting here and waiting to die, let's take a gamble!"

"I agree."

Agatha nodded in confirmation, and more green pus gushed from the hole in her chest, revealing her inner turmoil:
"This is indeed our only hope right now."

The other apostles also expressed their support. Faced with such a rare opportunity, no one wanted to miss it.

Even Nass, who is usually the most cautious, was moved by the prospects of this plan:

"Although the risks are great, if we succeed... we can regain our long-lost freedom."

Seeing that all his colleagues expressed their support, Magus nodded in satisfaction:
“Very good. Then let’s begin the ceremony preparations now.”

"However, I must remind everyone that this process will be very long."

Because it requires the integration of thirteen different primal forces, the process of getting them to work together will take at least several years.

Moreover, none of us can leave during this period; we must participate in the entire mediation process.

Upon hearing this schedule, Cha Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Several years is enough time for Nari to nurture that mysterious puppet to maturity.

When the time comes, I can leave the country and reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

As for Nari's thoughts and feelings? That was simply not within his consideration.

In Chaye's mind, Nari was nothing more than a useful tool, a pawn to be discarded after use.

"Then let's begin."

As Magus announced, the thirteen Supreme Apostles began to arrange themselves into a complex geometric pattern around the central gray vortex.

They each mobilized their primal power to prepare for this unprecedented fusion ceremony.

Various distorted energy fluctuations began to permeate the air, each representing a different chaotic essence.

These energies repel and attract each other, forming a strange energy storm in the air.

The entire abyss of souls trembled under this oppressive force.

Even the gray vortex in the center became more violent, as if responding to this unprecedented convergence of power.

(End of this chapter)