Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 374 As expected of my child

"Thank you, Mom. I understand what that means."

"Because you are my child."

Nari answered gently, and countless tentacles began to weave the final protective network:

There's no need for defensiveness among family members.

As the vesicle closed, Ron entered a strange space.

This place is filled with warm life energy, and the air is filled with a reassuring atmosphere.

Most remarkably, he was still able to perceive the outside world in some way, as if he possessed Nari's sensory system.

Outside, five Pathfinder vanguards are cautiously approaching the edge of the storm.

"Can you feel it?" one of the flesh demons asked in a hoarse voice.

Its sound is produced simultaneously by hundreds of throats, layer upon layer, like the eerie performance of a choir:

"The intensity of this bizarre storm... far exceeds normal levels..."

"Madman Mad Bite sensed the release of energy at the Apostle level."

Another flesh-and-blood demon added that its countless faces twisted simultaneously, expressing different emotions:
"And it lasts for a long time, unlike a simple hunting behavior."

The dream spiders remained eerily silent.

The beautiful faces on their bellies have their eyes closed, as if they are conducting some kind of deep sensory analysis.

Those eyeball-shaped legs kept rotating, leaving a brief afterimage in the air with each rotation.

"What are the Nightmare Queen's instructions?" the Flesh Demon asked.

The largest dream spider slowly opened its eyes, its pupils reflecting distorted patterns.

The patterns were constantly changing, like a living maze:
"Observe, record, and if possible... obtain some samples."

Her voice was as smooth as silk, but the chilling coldness within it was terrifying:
"Lady Selena is very interested in this unusual release of chaotic energy."

Just then, the chaotic storm suddenly changed drastically.

The previously relatively stable boundary began to expand outwards, at a speed that caught even these powerful abyssal creatures off guard.

A chaotic aura surged forth like a tide, rewriting the fundamental rules of reality wherever it passed.

"No! Retreat quickly..." The flesh demon had just issued a warning when the edge of chaos had already reached their location.

The next moment, five powerful abyssal creatures were drawn into the chaotic realm created by Nari.

In this field, the fundamental rules of reality are completely rewritten.

The direction of gravity began to change randomly, and the flesh-and-blood demon found itself being pulled into the sky at times and pressed into the ground at others.

There are huge differences in the flow of time; in some parts, time almost stands still, while in others it flows rapidly.

Even the basic properties of matter become unstable.

Their blood began to turn into all sorts of strange liquids.

Some turned into mercury, some into lava, and some into some unknown luminescent substance.

The flesh-and-blood demons let out shrill screams as their bodies began to deform uncontrollably.

Muscle tissue flows like liquid, and the skeletal structure rearranges.

Even the pieced-together faces began to melt, their expressions twisted into something unbearable to look at.

The Dream Spiders are in a slightly better situation, as their illusory nature provides them with some resistance to chaos.

But those eyeball-shaped legs began to show repeated images.

Each leg exists simultaneously in multiple different locations in time and space, resembling some kind of surrealist artwork.

"This level of control over chaos..."

One of the dream spiders was horrified to find that it could no longer maintain its stable form of existence; the beautiful face on its abdomen began to twist and deform.
"This is beyond the capabilities of an apostle..."

They desperately tried to escape the realm of chaos.

But Nari's power bound them in place like invisible chains.

Whenever they attempt to use teleportation or phase shift, the forces of chaos twist these spells, sending them to more dangerous locations.

A chilling voice echoed from the heart of the chaotic storm:

"Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave."

Nari's voice echoed throughout the storm, but her tone became cold and alien.

This was not the gentle mother she had shown Ron earlier, but a true Abyss Apostle, a terrifying being who controlled the primordial chaos:
"Let me teach your master a lesson... what basic manners are."

As soon as he finished speaking, the intensity of the chaos instantly increased by a level.

Unable to withstand the pressure, the two flesh-and-blood demons began to disintegrate at a microscopic level.

Their screams sounded like the wailing of a million souls at once, but they quickly ceased.

The entire existence was completely erased by the power of chaos, leaving not even a fragment of the soul, as if it had never existed.

The three dream spiders are in a slightly better situation, but they are barely maintaining a basic form of existence.

The beautiful faces on their bellies began to contort, emitting desperate howls.

That sound was the opposite of a beautiful song, filled with pain and despair.

………………

In a spatial rift about tens of kilometers from the storm's core.

"Crazy Bite" Mogroon is observing the situation ahead.

This ancient apostle had a terrifying appearance that perfectly matched his name.

A towering, imposing figure, over 100 meters tall.

Its entire body was covered in thick bone armor, and every piece of armor was engraved with countless marks left by battle.

The most striking feature is his head, which is a wolf-like skull.

However, its mouth is several times larger than a normal-sized wolf's snout, and it has three rows of serrated sharp teeth inside.

His arms were exceptionally well-developed, with muscles as hard as steel, and covered with scars from battles.

These scars are symbols of his pride and honor, each representing a glorious history of fighting against powerful enemies.

“Interesting…” Mogroon watched as his men were wiped out in an instant.

Instead of anger, it grinned, revealing an expression of excitement, its sharp teeth gleaming coldly in the darkness.

"It seems that Nari, that born madman, has found some new toy."

He moved his cervical spine, producing a thunderous sound of bones grinding together.

Each movement caused the surrounding space to tremble slightly, demonstrating the terrifying power it possessed.

In another hidden fold of space, "Nightmare Queen" Selena reacted quite differently.

This most mysterious apostle is always shrouded in a hazy mist, and outsiders cannot see her true appearance.

Only a slender female silhouette and a beautiful face that occasionally peeks through the mist can be vaguely discerned.

But anyone who tries to observe her closely will find their memory beginning to fade.

It's like having just experienced a deep dream, and upon waking, you can only remember some fragmented pieces.

"The purity of this chaotic aura..."

Selena's voice was dreamlike, possessing a certain supernatural allure, but at this moment it was filled with confusion:

“What happened to Nari? Her mental state is more stable than ever before… this level of clarity…”

As an apostle specializing in consciousness and dreams, she was able to perceive changes in Nari's mental structure.

My previously chaotic and disordered thought patterns have now become clear and organized.

It was like finally waking up from a long period of madness.

"This change did not happen naturally..."

A dangerous glint flashed in Selena's eyes, and her figure in the mist became even more solid:

“An external force intervened in Nari’s mental world and successfully stabilized her sanity… but what kind of force could do that?”

Just as the two apostles were each lost in their own thoughts, the expansion of the chaotic storm suddenly accelerated.

Originally, there was still a safe distance of more than ten kilometers, but in the blink of an eye, the edge of chaos caught up with them.

The boundaries of reality surge outward like a tide, distorting even space itself in its wake.

"Damn it!" Mogroon roared, his massive body leaping out of the spatial rift, his body erupting with violent blood energy.
"This madman wants to start a war?"

His roar echoed through the air like thunder, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

The bone armor began to emit a sharp metallic scraping sound, like some ancient war machine being started.

Selena was also forced to reveal herself, and her figure in the mist became clearer.

She possessed stunning beauty, but that beauty had an unreal quality, like a projection of a dream that was too perfect into reality.

“Nari!” Mogroon roared irritably toward the eye of the storm, “I was just passing by to see what was going on!” But the response from the chaotic storm surprised both apostles.

Nari's voice was no longer the chaotic and frantic babbling of the past, but a logically clear threat:
"Just passing by?" Her voice echoed in the air, the irony of which was obvious:
"Then explain why you sent your men to conduct such detailed reconnaissance?"

The power of chaos began to gather, and visible distorted ripples appeared in the air.

The surrounding seawater began to flow backward, forming a huge whirlpool, and at the center of the whirlpool was Narena's enormous body:

“I am dealing with some…private matters. Your prying makes me extremely uncomfortable.”

Nari meant to say something about the importance of family reunion.

But now, with her mind completely clear, she realized that she absolutely could not reveal any information about Ron to anyone.

After all, he's just a lowly wizard at the Morning Star level, and he needs to be protected.

Thinking of this, Nari's tone suddenly became extremely dangerous, and countless tentacles thrashed wildly in the seawater:
"This kind of spying is a provocation against me. In that case, let me teach you what manners are."

Upon hearing this response, Mogrom and Selena exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion and wariness in each other's eyes.

Nari's sanity had recovered to a degree far exceeding their original expectations.

This innate chaos within a state of lucidity is several times more threatening than during periods of madness.

“Nari, I think there might be some misunderstanding…”

Selena attempted to resolve the conflict through social skills, and her misty body began to split into multiple clones:

"We were unaware that you were conducting an experiment, and if our actions have caused offense..."

"A misunderstanding?" Nari's voice grew even angrier, and the chaotic storm began to take on an unprecedentedly terrifying form:
"I don't think there's any misunderstanding. Since they are Apostles of the Abyss, let's resolve the dispute using what everyone does best!"
As her emotions erupted, the entire fourth layer of the abyss began to feel this power.

Countless distances away in the forest of flesh and blood, the “heart trees” began to beat in sync, emitting a booming sound like war drums.

The seawater brought by Nari from the Sea of ​​No Light began to flow backward, causing a large-scale disruption of the direction of gravity.

Even the sky turned a pure blood red.

Mogroon sensed the threat and began to unleash the berserk power within him.

Blood-red patterns appeared on the surface of the bone armor, and the entire body began to radiate high temperatures, like a volcano about to erupt.

But at the same time, an even more excited light shone in his eyes:
"Want to fight?" he growled like a beast, his fists crackling with violent energy. "I haven't stretched my muscles in ages!"

Mogroon charged toward Nari, his massive body leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.

His fists were enveloped in violent energy, each strike powerful enough to shatter mountains.

However, his speed and strength were severely affected by the chaotic storm environment.

What should have been a straight impact trajectory became distorted and unpredictable due to the storm's interference, as if it were moving through some kind of viscous liquid.

Nari didn't even bother to respond seriously, simply waving a regular tentacle casually.

The tentacles collided with Mogroon's fist, creating a deafening roar.

The shockwave spread outwards, completely altering the terrain over a large area.

The mountains were leveled, the valleys were filled...

Mogroon was sent flying by the blow.

The bone armor on his body developed multiple cracks, and several pieces even shattered and fell off.

"This is impossible..." He stared in disbelief at his injuries, green blood seeping from the cracks:
"How could Nari's power have increased so much? This kind of increase... is completely illogical..."

Selena seized the opportunity to launch an attack, and her misty body began to split into countless illusions.

Each illusion represents a different form of nightmare.

There are childhood fears, the shadow of death, insane hallucinations, and some indescribable terrifying concepts.

These nightmarish images surged towards Nari like a tidal wave, attempting to invade her mental world.

Each illusion exudes a different kind of mental toxin, enough to drive an ordinary intelligent being insane instantly.

To Selena's dismay, her previously invincible mental attacks were completely ineffective against Nari.

“Mental intrusion?” Nari let out a mocking laugh, a laugh tinged with an unprecedented clarity:
"I am more stable than ever now, and your little tricks have no effect on me."

She extended dozens of tentacles and began weaving a complex energy network in the air.

Whenever a nightmare image comes into contact with these tentacles, it is directly disintegrated by the chaotic power, leaving no trace of its existence, and vanishes like a bubble.

“On the contrary, it’s you…” Nari’s voice grew more dangerous, and all eyes turned to the two intruders at the same time:
"Let me teach you what real fear is."

The chaotic storm began to reveal its destructive nature.

Under Nari's precise control, some environmental characteristics that are beneficial to itself are generated.

Mogroon discovers that his prized regenerative abilities are beginning to fail.

The wound not only failed to heal, but continued to expand, as if it were being torn apart by some invisible force.

Selena's misty body began to become unstable, and the carefully maintained dream structures were collapsing.

The boundary between reality and illusion that she relied on for survival began to blur, and the line between reality and illusion became unclear.

"That damn giant octopus..."

Mogroon gritted his teeth and began burning his life essence to enhance his combat abilities, unleashing even more ferocious energy from his body:

"So what if you gained some new power? What's so great about that! I'll tear you to pieces!"

Mogroon was angry for a moment, but that was all.

Just as he finished uttering those harsh words, the enhanced, corrupted touch struck like lightning.

This attack was premeditated and so fast that he had no time to react.

In the blink of an eye, it pierced through his prized bone armor and penetrated deep into his flesh.

The terrifying effects of the pollution finally began to reveal their horrifying fangs.

After the tentacles pierced into the flesh, the corrosive power amplified by Ron began to spread from the wounds throughout the body.

Pollution spreads like a living thing, and wherever it goes, flesh and blood begin to undergo irreversible alienation.

Mogroon's prized physical strength was completely rendered ineffective in the face of this super pollution.

His cells began to engulf themselves, his blood vessels turned black, and his bones began to soften.

"Aaaaaah!" he roared in agony, his voice filled with unprecedented terror.
"What the hell is this? This pollution... It can't be... My resistance..."

Extensive necrosis and distortion began to appear on the body.

The muscles, which were once as hard as steel, have now peeled off like rotting flesh, revealing the blackened bones beneath.

Upon seeing her companion's miserable state, Selena immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

In the abyss, if one side is far stronger than the other, the nature of the battle changes completely.

It was no longer an ordinary conflict arising from physical activity, but a brutal bloodbath where the strong preyed on the weak.

"Mogroon! Retreat immediately!"

As she shouted, she began to weave a large-scale teleportation spell, and her misty body began to shrink rapidly:

"This madwoman really wants to kill us! And her power..."

Mogroon struggled to escape, but the contamination was spreading too quickly.

Half of his body had been eroded beyond recognition, and his remaining strength was simply insufficient to support his escape.

Green blood gushed from the wound like a spring.

But it quickly turned into a black, viscous liquid, emitting a nauseating stench.

“Nari…” he threatened with his last breath, his voice already hoarse and indistinct:
“You will pay the price for what you did today… The other apostles will not stand idly by… The High Council…”

“The other apostles? The High Council?” Nari laughed dismissively. “Let them come.”

Her words contained a deep-seated threat.

This is not empty intimidation, but confidence based on absolute strength.

Just as Mogroon was about to collapse from his injuries, a massive dream vortex appeared in the air, its interior flowing with rainbow-like dream light.

Selena glanced at Nari warily, and her misty form began to shrink toward the portal.

The heavily injured Mogroon also quickly entered the portal, his figure disappearing into the distorted space, without even having time to utter a harsh word.

Nari did not stop them, but simply looked in the distance in the direction the two apostles had fled, his eyes full of disdain.

The real battle for rankings is still some time away.

This battle is enough to show that I'm not someone to be trifled with.

If Mogrom were to be killed here, it would undoubtedly break the fragile balance of non-aggression among the apostles and violate the rules set by the Supreme Apostles.

Thinking of the terrifying, almost tangible pressure emanating from the dragon-headed demon Cha Ye, I realized that I was undoubtedly far from reaching that level.

But after his mental state was completely stabilized, Nari felt that he still had enough room to grow.

Given time, perhaps we can beat Chaye just as badly as we beat Mogron today.

"And I haven't even used my full strength yet..." She gently stroked the enhanced Touch of Pollution, extremely satisfied with its effects:
"As expected of my child, he is truly amazing."

(End of this chapter)