Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 404 Hunting Evil!

The jeers from the audience continued, but Magus had already given up on them.

"Now that all legions have entered the arena, the 127th Abyss Warm-up Tournament officially begins!"

His voice, transmitted through mental waves, reverberated throughout the arena, instantly suppressing all the noise.

"The rules of the competition are simple—eighteen legions will fight each other, and the last surviving team will be the winner!"

As the announcement was made, the arena floor began to change.

The originally flat ground was split and reorganized, forming a complex battlefield full of traps and obstacles.

Some areas have become lava pools, some have risen with jagged stone pillars, and some have been divided by cracks, forming natural terrain barriers.

"Let the chaos begin!"

No sooner had Magus finished speaking than the seventeen “powerful” legions sprang into action.

Surprisingly, their first target wasn't each other, but rather the seemingly weakest team, Nari.

"Solve the simplest goal first!"

The fallen angels of Dreier launched the first attack, six twisted figures dragging rotting wings as they charged toward the substitute puppet.

Their methods of attack are extremely cruel.

Any being touched by them will experience the despair and pain of their faith collapsing.

"It's over." Someone in the audience had already started shaking their head.
“Nari’s little toys won’t even last a minute.”

But just as the fallen angel was about to touch the puppet...

The stand-in puppet slowly opened its eyes, its gaze reflecting the same calm light as Ron's.

The next second, its figure vanished from the spot like a ghost.

When it reappeared, it was already standing in the center of the circle of six fallen angels.

"What……"

Before the fallen angel at the front could finish his exclamation, he felt an irresistible force erupt from the puppet's body.

The puppet raised its right hand and gently pressed its five fingers onto the fallen angel's forehead.

"rest in peace."

—Hunting for evil, begin!

The next moment, the powerful fallen angel began to disintegrate, starting from its head.

It wasn't a bloody tearing apart, but rather an almost artistic dissipation.

Its body, like grains of sand scattered by a gentle breeze, gradually turned into specks of light and was completely absorbed.

Along with the twisted soul within it, it also received a kind of "liberation".

The whole process was eerily quiet; there were no screams, no struggles, only a detached tranquility.

"This...this is impossible..."

The other five fallen angels retreated in shock, their eyes flickering with hatred.

In the abyss, the power to so easily "purify" corrupted beings is virtually nonexistent.

The laughter from the audience abruptly ceased, replaced by a deathly silence.

All the audience members stared wide-eyed, finding it hard to believe what they had just witnessed.

"That puppet..."

"How could someone possibly have such an ability..."

"This kind of self-control... is impossible to find among abyssal creatures..."

While everyone was still in shock, the attacks from other legions had already arrived.

Krampus's dimensional rift soldiers launched attacks simultaneously from multiple spatial planes.

Their weapons transcend time and space, piercing the puppet from impossible angles.

Kro's Time Eroder attempts to drag the puppet into a death loop, making it constantly experience the pain of being killed and resurrected.

Despite being attacked from multiple directions, the stand-in puppet maintained its detached calm.

It lightly raised its left hand, and a flowing shield instantly unfolded.

Those weapons that transcended time and space crashed into the shield and melted instantly, like ice and snow meeting fire.

The power of time's erosion was also completely blocked, unable to affect the puppet in any way.

"This kind of defense..."

Magus's nine eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and the shock in his heart grew stronger and stronger:
“Absolute isolation…this is no longer just a simple defensive technique, but a kind of high-level protection…”

At the same time, the seemingly harmless jellyfish suddenly began to move.

The pleasant tones they emitted instantly transformed into a terrifying frequency, directly affecting the depths of the enemy's consciousness.

The soldiers of the dimensions of Campos were the first to be affected.

Their bodies, scattered across multiple spaces, began to lose synchronization, with different parts starting to perform conflicting actions.

Some soldiers were trying to turn their heads to the left, but their bodies were moving to the right;

Some soldiers' arms were trying to attack, but their legs were trying to run away.

This inherent disharmony quickly escalated into utter chaos, with soldiers from multiple dimensions beginning to attack each other.

The time warriors of Kro weren't much better off.

The frequency attacks of the rhythmic jellyfish disrupt their precise time loops.

The originally orderly process of death and rebirth has turned into an irregular, chaotic flow of time.

Some soldiers were accelerated into the future and instantly turned into skeletons;
Some soldiers were dragged back in time to relive the pain of death;
Some soldiers are trapped at incorrect points in the time loop, with different parts of their bodies in different time states.

"These jellyfish..."

Some people in the audience began to realize the seriousness of the problem:
"They can disrupt the most basic operating principles..."

“They’re not just interference; they’re redefining reality,” another more insightful higher-level awakened individual added.

“It must have been Nari who assimilated their power, but that’s something only the thirteen Throne Kings could do…”

Explorer 1 also demonstrated its amazing capabilities at this time.

Its dark blue energy patterns suddenly burst forth with intense light, and its entire mechanical body began to transform at high speed.

The original humanoid structure was disassembled and reassembled, transforming into a multi-functional war machine.

It has six pairs of metal wings that unfold from its back, and each pair of wings is equipped with different types of weapon systems.

The energy core in the chest began to rotate at high speed, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted due to the energy overload.

"Target locked."

The sound of machinery rang out, but the underlying threat put all the enemies present on high alert:

"Begin the cleanup operation."

The six pairs of wings fired simultaneously, but instead of energy beams, they emitted highly compressed chaotic energy.

Carola's plant army was the first to be hit.

Those seemingly powerful man-eating plants and decaying ancient trees were as fragile as paper in the face of the high concentration of chaotic energy.

The affected plants are wiped out from existence, without even a chance to regenerate.

"To infuse creation with one's own essence, and to control one's power so steadily..."

For the first time, Magus's voice took on a solemn tone:
"It seems that without my realizing it... Nari had already taken that step?"

The laughter from the audience had long since vanished, replaced by an increasingly heavy atmosphere of fear.

Everyone began to realize that Nari's legions were definitely not what they appeared to be.

These three "weak" beings each possess terrifying abilities capable of turning the tide of battle.

The three apostles, Delaire, Campos, and Crowe, were also intently observing the situation on the sidelines.

“Interesting…” Seeing the heavy casualties among his men, the green flame in Drel showed no anger:
“Nari is actually willing to publicly demonstrate her 'new power'…”

"With this level of power, she's not afraid that we can see through anything."

Camps took over the conversation, his body trembling slightly in different parts of his body:
"But in any case, this is an excellent opportunity for observation."

Crowe didn't speak, but simply observed quietly, the cracks of time appearing and disappearing at his fingertips.

On the west side of the arena, Alpha's legion, the last to enter, slowly advanced.

Alpha, the “mind nematode,” is a sixth-level native apostle whose appearance is extremely distorted.

Her body was entirely woven from countless silver nerve fibers. Each fiber ended in a tiny brain, hanging like a fruit.

These brains vary in size; some come from humans, some from monsters, and some from unidentifiable alien creatures.

Whenever she makes a move, hundreds of brains pulsate in sync, emitting dizzying mental fluctuations.

What she controls are a hundred living mazes.

These mazes look like miniature architectural models.

However, upon closer inspection, it can be seen that the walls of each maze are slowly creeping, and the structure of the passages is constantly changing.

They exude a strange spiritual energy, and any consciousness that attempts to observe their internal structure will be instantly dragged into a complex mental trap.

"Alpha's consciousness labyrinth legion..." Whispers came from the audience:
“Each labyrinth is an independent mental prison, which has trapped the souls of many seasoned explorers.”

"Can Nari's few little gadgets handle this?"

One hundred consciousness mazes activate simultaneously upon approach, each projecting a distorted mental field.

These force fields superimpose to form a massive consciousness trap, attempting to drag the enemy's consciousness into an endless labyrinth.

—A mental prison with a thousand layers of illusions
The labyrinths of consciousness emitted sharp mental cries, and silver threads of thought rained down on Nari's legion like arrows.

The jellyfish was the first to be attacked.

The moment the silver threads touched them, the jellyfish's bodies began to tremble violently, and the seven-colored light within them became chaotic.

"Ha! The first batch is about to fall!" came excited shouts from the audience.

To everyone's surprise, the jellyfish quickly stabilized.

Their almost blank, pure consciousness structure ironically became their best protection.

Mental labyrinths cannot construct sufficiently complex traps within such simple consciousness, as futile as trying to carve intricate patterns on a smooth mirror.

"How is this possible?" Alpha was surprised to find that his men's special skills had failed.
"How could these lower beings have consciousness..."

Not only that, the rhythmic jellyfish also began to fight back.

They emitted a special audio signal in unison, which directly interfered with the propagation of mental fluctuations.

The intricate network of mazes that Alpha has meticulously woven has begun to show signs of instability.

“Sonic interference?” Dreyer narrowed his eyes. “An interesting tactical combination…”

Explorer One Golem seized the opportunity to launch an attack.

Its energy core suddenly erupted with a powerful pulse wave, which was specifically designed to destroy the mental construct.

—Interference pulse!
A powerful interference wave swept across the battlefield, and more than a dozen consciousness mazes instantly lost their stability, with their internal mental circuits beginning to collapse.

"My labyrinth!" Alpha screamed in agony, as the nerve fibers connecting to the labyrinth began to emit blue smoke.

The discussions in the audience became more complex:

"It actually worked? The golem was modified to a higher degree than I expected..."

"The coordination of the rhythmic jellyfish is also ingenious; their simple understanding has actually become an advantage..."

"But that's far from enough; Alpha's main force hasn't even been deployed yet!"

Alpha quickly adjusted its tactics, and the remaining eighty-odd mazes began to rearrange, forming a more complex multi-layered structure.

"Since simple traps are ineffective, let's use a composite cage!"

Her hundreds of brains began to overload, unleashing unprecedented mental computing power.

The air in the entire arena became thick and viscous, as if reality itself was being distorted.

—An endless corridor of a mental prison!

This attack was even more terrifying; the eighty interconnected mazes formed a massive mental labyrinth.

Any consciousness that enters it will get lost in the endless corridors until its mind completely collapses.

Explorer One Golem and the Melodious Jellyfish began to show signs of difficulty; their movements became sluggish, as if they were stuck in some kind of invisible quagmire.

"As expected of a native apostle from the core area of ​​the sixth floor, Alpha's foundation is astonishing..."

In the VIP section, several apostles who had not participated in the battle showed expressions of interest.

Just then, the puppet stand-in, which had been silent all along, finally moved.

It slowly turned toward the nearest labyrinth of consciousness, and its previously empty eye sockets suddenly lit up with an eerie red light.

—A gaze from outside the domain!
This technique was learned by Ron from the spiritual messages transmitted by the Observer Star as he recently meditated getting closer and closer to it.

They can simulate mental attacks on their imagined targets through simple eye contact.

The effectiveness of the power of the stars in restraining abyssal creatures is, to say the least, surprisingly good.

When the first consciousness labyrinth attempted to delve into the puppet's "mind," it ran right into this mental attack.

The maze began to shake violently, and its internal mental structure contracted wildly as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

Then... it suddenly collapsed.

"Damn it!" Hundreds of Alpha's brains simultaneously emitted chaotic thought waves:

"What disgusting thing is inside that puppet? How did my maze get like this..."

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

All the spectators stared wide-eyed, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

A seemingly harmless puppet managed to destroy Alpha's meticulously crafted labyrinth of consciousness simply by "staring".

In the special seats for the participants, the expressions of the three apostles became extremely solemn.

“That’s not a puppet…” Dreyer’s voice trembled slightly: “It’s some kind of special life form disguised as a puppet.”

“My sense of time is distorted…” Kro clenched his fists.

The substitute puppet slowly turned to its next target, the red light in its eyes grew brighter, and its body began to undergo chilling changes.

"Alright, warm-up complete, time to activate battle mode!"

Ron manipulated the puppet to begin revealing its true form.

The exquisite wooden shell peeled away layer by layer like shed snake scales, revealing a bizarre structure of metal and flesh mixed together beneath.

Its body rapidly expanded, growing from a doll-like form less than a meter tall to a terrifying monster over two meters tall.

The limbs began to elongate and deform, and a sharp metallic scraping sound came from the joints.

The fingertips split open, revealing razor-sharp bone blades, each gleaming with a bloodthirsty cold light.

The most terrifying thing is its "face".

Suddenly, a huge slit appeared on the previously blank face, and the slit quickly expanded into a gaping maw.

It was filled with three rows of serrated teeth, each as sharp as a dagger.

When this giant mouth opens, you can see some kind of unidentified liquid writhing deep inside, emitting a corrosive stench.

"Then... then, why is there this instinctive feeling of suppression?!"

Terrified screams erupted from the audience, and some of the more sensitive awakened individuals even began to back away.

These awakened beings and mutants have become accustomed to all sorts of terrifying scenes.

They were not frightened by this sudden change in form, but rather reacted to the "hunting evil" skill that was fully unleashed after the puppet was completely liberated.

The puppet, now fully transformed, let out a low roar.

Then it moved.

The puppet transformed into a phantom and rushed toward the nearest labyrinth of consciousness, moving so fast that its trajectory was impossible to discern.

Its movement was unusual, with each step landing precisely on a crucial point, as if it knew every inch of the battlefield inside and out.

Before the first consciousness maze could react, it was sliced ​​in half from the center by the puppet's bone blade.

What's chilling is that the puppet didn't simply destroy the target.

It stretched out its other hand, extracted some kind of luminous spiritual essence from the cracks in the maze, and then stuffed it into its gaping maw without hesitation.

The sound of chewing echoed throughout the arena, like someone gnawing on some kind of crisp, tender fruit.

As the spiritual essence was absorbed, the puppet's aura became even stronger.

New runes began to appear on its skin, and the red light in its eyes became brighter.

"It's...feeding?" Dreyer's voice was filled with disbelief. "It's treating Alpha's mental constructs as food?"

“It’s not just eating…” Camps carefully observed the puppet’s changes:
"It learns, adapts, and evolves. It grows with each enemy it devours."

(End of this chapter)