Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 363 Excited Nari

During this period, it encountered several small-scale attacks.

Some worm-like creatures made of bone sand, and several alien spiders with human faces, were easily dealt with by the team's tacit cooperation.

Upon reaching the boundary leading to the fourth level, a noticeable distortion of space began to appear.

The direction of gravity became chaotic, and the flow of time began to fluctuate abnormally.

"From here on, the real test begins." Miller stopped, his expression turning extremely serious.

"The complexity of the environment on the fourth floor far exceeds that of the previous floors, and..."

He lowered his voice:
"Recent reconnaissance reports indicate that there are signs of high-density activity at the Apostle level on the fourth level, and we must be extremely careful."

This news made the other members of the team nervous.

Even for Gold Ring level explorers, an Apostle-level being is a terrifying threat that is almost impossible to contend with.

“Don’t worry, I have a plan, and Professor Yutel will keep an eye on us,” Ron said calmly, while checking the storage pouch at his waist.

"Just keep going."

His voice remained calm, but his eyes burned with a yearning for the unknown: "Now that we've come, we can't leave empty-handed."

The fourth layer of the abyss, the edge of the forest of flesh and blood.

The environment on the fourth floor was even more distorted and terrifying than he had imagined.

The so-called "forest" is actually a deformed structure made up of huge blood vessels, tendons and cartilage.

Each of these "trees" was pulsating slightly, its surface covered with a moist, skin-like texture, constantly oozing a viscous fluid.

On the other hand, these bodily fluids also have a strong hallucinogenic effect.

Several team members began to experience mild hallucinations after accidentally coming into contact with the device.

They saw their fallen comrades waving to them and heard their families calling out to them.

"Everyone, use the antidote immediately!" Miller's order saved the team. "These bodily fluids contain psychotoxins!"

Ron took out the "Explorer One" golem and began the final adjustments.

According to his plan, this construct will venture deep into the forest to search for traces of the primordial beast, while also making contact with the substitute puppet.

"Ready, Creator," the golem reported in a mechanical voice. "All systems functioning normally, energy sufficient."

"Very good. Remember your mission—collect the tears of the newborn beasts, probe the activity range of the Abyss Apostles, and if you encounter a threat that you cannot handle, retreat immediately or self-destruct."

Ron gave the golem's equipment one last check:

"Do not attempt to make direct contact with any Apostle-level beings; your task is simply to scout and gather information."

"Understood, Creator. Explorer One is commencing mission."

The golem disappeared into the depths of the Forest of Flesh and Blood, while Ron monitored its movements through a mental link.

………………

As Ron ventured deeper into the abyss, the observatory welcomed two special visitors.

Chloe arrived at the observatory late at night, enveloped in the night fog.

The observatory's appearance looked even more eerie in the darkness.

The living building materials undulated slightly in the moonlight, their surface veins beating rhythmically like a heart.

"Welcome to the Abyss Observatory, Miss Chloe."

Yutel's phantom image appeared automatically, but unlike usual, the old professor was clearly in a weak state at this moment.

Maintaining the descent device had clearly consumed a significant amount of his magical energy.

"Professor Utter, it is an honor to meet you."

Chloe quickly jumped off Night Fog's back and bowed.

Although her eyes were covered by black silk, her movements were not slow or confused at all.

Her powerful mental perception ability gives her a clear understanding of her surroundings.

In her perception, the entire observatory was like a giant living organ, filled with the wails of tormented souls.

But as an astrologer, she was used to dealing with all sorts of distortions.

"Grandma Leia often tells me about the kindness you showed me back then."

She continued, her voice filled with respect:

"Without your guidance, she might have perished in the backlash of the prophecy long ago."

"Haha, that's all ancient history." Yutel waved his hand, his tone becoming wistful:

"Her eventual rise to her current position as the Grand Elder of the Astrological Society and her breakthrough to the Dark Sun level are entirely due to her own hard work and talent."

"But your guidance changed Grandma Leia's life."

Chloe sincerely stated, "Those divination techniques for avoiding danger remain the core teaching content of astrological societies to this day."

Just as the two were having a pleasant conversation, a strange wind blew up at the entrance, accompanied by magical fluctuations that clearly indicated the visitor's characteristics.

Yutel's expression instantly turned cold. If Chloe hadn't been there, he might have turned away this uninvited guest.

Euphemia's appearance was like liquid nitrogen being injected into warm water, instantly freezing the originally warm atmosphere of the conversation.

"Blood Moon Clan, Euphemia Pelle".

She bowed gracefully, her voice as smooth as silk, but Chloe keenly sensed the coldness hidden within it:
"I'm here to apply for permission to explore the Abyss. I apologize for interrupting your conversation."

Yutel's phantom lost all its gentleness, and the silver light became sharp as a blade:

"The application for exploration needs to go through the normal review process. The registration office is in another building, and the staff will tell you the specific procedures."

This cold, businesslike attitude contrasted sharply with the gentleness he had shown Chloe earlier.

Euphemia was certainly aware of the difference, but she maintained a perfect smile on her face.
"Of course, I understand the importance of rules and regulations. However..."

Her tone carried a hint of implication:
"Lady Cassandra once mentioned that the observatory would have some... preferential policies for participants in the Nova Project?"

“I don’t care what Cassandra said.”

Yutel interrupted her abruptly, and the air around the phantom began to distort, emanating a suffocating pressure:

"Under my jurisdiction, everyone must abide by the same rules; the name of the Blood Moon Clan has no special meaning here."

The old professor's voice became even more stern:

"If you're only here to complete some shady mission, I suggest you leave now."

This obvious hostility irritated Euphemia.

As a genius of the Blood Moon Clan, she rarely suffered such a blunt rejection and humiliation.

But she quickly suppressed those emotions.

As a "creation" carefully cultivated by the Blood King, she naturally possesses a psychological control ability that surpasses that of ordinary people.

“I have no ill intentions, Professor.” Her voice remained gentle.

"I'm just a young wizard seeking a breakthrough, hoping to gain greater power in the abyss. There shouldn't be anything wrong with that motivation, right?"

"Then proceed according to the normal procedures."

Yutel's attitude did not soften in the slightest:

"However, I must warn you that exploring the abyss is extremely risky. With your current level of strength, it is very likely that you will not return."

His words seemed to have a hidden meaning:
"I hope you can act within your capabilities and not make a decision you will regret. Although the Blood Moon Clan is powerful, in the face of the Abyss, everyone is equal—equally vulnerable."

Although this statement appears to be a well-intentioned reminder, the sarcasm within it is quite obvious.

Euphemia understood the subtext, but she simply nodded gracefully.
"Thank you for reminding me, I will be careful."

As she turned to leave the reception area, her gaze swept over Chloe, intentionally or unintentionally.

The pure aura emanating from the blind girl reminded her of something she had long lost...

Those were fragments of her memories from when she was a normal human being, before she was "created" by the Blood King.

She once possessed such innocent emotions, but now…

After Euphemia left, the reception hall returned to silence.

But Chloe's expression turned serious:

"Professor, that woman is bound by extremely dangerous threads of fate."

Her voice carried a clear sense of unease:
"In my perception, she's like a walking curse, bringing chaos and death wherever she goes. And..."

Chloe paused, her voice becoming even softer:

"She has a causal entanglement with Ron Ralph."

The threads were an ominous dark red, foreshadowing a bloody disaster.

“I know.” Yutel’s voice was filled with deep disgust:
"The Blood Moon Clan has never been a good thing, especially this Euphemia and that even older, immortal one..."

At this point, the old professor stopped talking, and the phantom became even dimmer, revealing a deep weariness in its silver light.

Chloe gently stroked the celestial crystal in her arms, feeling the warning fluctuations emanating from it:
“I can sense her true purpose for coming here. In the threads of fate, the point where she and Ron intersected was deliberately arranged by some powerful will. This was not a chance encounter, but a meticulously planned trap.”

“Then we need to be even more careful.” Yutel’s expression turned serious:
“Ron is cautious, but he is still young. Faced with such a specially designed ‘weapon,’ even an experienced old wizard may lose his judgment.”

Just as the two were discussing, the magic communicator suddenly rang.

After Yutel connected, a tense voice came through:

"Professor! Emergency! A massive energy fluctuation has occurred at the intersection of the fifth and fourth levels, reaching the intensity of an Apostle! And... and the center of the fluctuation is moving towards Ron and his group's planned route!"

This news turned Yutel's face instantly pale.

He immediately activated the observation equipment, projecting a real-time image of the fourth layer of the abyss into the center of the reception hall.

In the image, an enormous, indescribable figure is slowly swimming in a sea of ​​darkness.

That was the "Eye of the Abyss," Nari. With each swing of its massive, mountain-like tentacles, it unleashed an energy tsunami powerful enough to destroy the land.

But what's most unsettling is that the monster seems to be experiencing some kind of strange excitement.

Its enormous eyes kept turning, as if searching for something extremely important.

“Oh no…” Yutel’s voice was filled with obvious worry:
“Nari rarely leaves its den unless it encounters something particularly interesting, and the direction it moves in is…”

He quickly retrieved the location information of Ron's team:

"That's exactly the route Ron and his team were exploring!"

Chloe's face also turned pale, and the celestial crystal in her hand flickered with an ominous red light:
"The prophecy is being fulfilled... The fusion of blood and chaos is imminent."

Her voice was filled with despair:

“I saw…I saw flames, death, and something even more terrible than death.”

Upon hearing this prophecy, Yutel immediately began to mobilize the power of the Void.

Silver light danced around him, preparing for a long-range emergency intervention.

But just then, a cold voice came from the doorway:
"It seems I've arrived just in time."

Euphemia reappeared at the door, but this time her expression was completely different.

That feigned gentleness vanished, replaced by a cold calculation.

"You haven't left yet?" Yutel's phantom instantly turned to her.

"Of course not." Euphemia walked in slowly.
"I'm still waiting for the exploration permit to be approved, but it seems now..."

Her gaze fell on Nari's image in the projection, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips:

“Someone’s in trouble. As someone who also cares about Ron Ralph’s safety, I think I can offer some…help.”

"What do you mean?" Yutel's voice was clearly hostile.

“It’s very simple.” Euphemia took out a blood-red crystal ball from her storage bag:

“I have a way to get Ron out safely without alerting Nari. Of course, it will require some… bargaining.”

The white-haired witch flashed a captivatingly beautiful smile, but her eyes were filled with cold indifference.
"For example, allowing me to join his exploration team and work closely with him in the upcoming operations. I believe this would be beneficial for both of us."

Yutel immediately realized the sinister intentions behind the proposal.

This woman clearly wanted to use the rescue opportunity to get close to Ron and accomplish some of her own goals.

But the situation is indeed critical, as Nari is getting closer and closer to Ron's location.

His recent battle with Cha Ye had taken a heavy toll, and his ethereal state had not yet fully recovered...

"I cannot agree to your conditions." Yutel finally shook his head.
"But if you are really willing to help rescue Ron, I can consider waiving your exploration commission."

“That’s not enough,” Euphemia chuckled. “My help is irreplaceable.”

She looked at the somewhat anxious blind girl beside her:

"Since this astrologer is here, why don't we have her do a divination? Let's see what Ron's chances of survival are without my help?"

This proposal put Yutel in a dilemma.

Chloe sensed the tense standoff between the two and whispered:

"Let me do another divination; perhaps I can find another solution."

She took out her horoscope and began an emergency divination.

Yutel originally wanted to offer to do the divination, but seeing that the blind girl had already begun in silence, he gave up.

When Chloe performs her divination later, I will guide her and interpret the results myself; the effect won't be much different.

It also saves a lot of magic power and mental burden, allowing for better preparation for possible rescue operations.

Moreover, Yutel's condition was really not good at the moment...

(End of this chapter)