Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 427 Past Illusions

Inside the ritual room, a network of silver runes pulsed on the walls like blood vessels.

All eyes were focused on the two figures in the center of the magic circle.

Ron, lost in meditation, and Eve, surrounded by an aura of enhanced vitality.

The girl clenched her hands tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

A barely audible prayer escaped her lips, an ancient healing incantation, her voice trembling yet resolute.

Cassandra stood at the edge of the magic circle, her purple eyes flashing with a complex light.

Suddenly, she took out an exquisitely carved sandalwood box from her spatial storage.

The box was covered with preservation runes, emitting a faint green glow.

"The crystallization of the Fountain of Life, the heart's blood of a pure-blooded siren, and the essence of luminescence..."

The witch's voice was very soft, but every great wizard present heard it clearly.

She took out the precious materials from the box one by one; each one was priceless.

Gould's gaze swept over the materials, a hint of surprise in his eyes:
"These things are practically impossible to find in modern times, how come you still have them?"

"This is my last insurance policy for Eve."

Cassandra didn't turn around and continued taking items from deeper storage spaces.

A slender object, about the thickness of a thumb and emitting a pale golden light, appeared in her hand.

That's ambergris—a precious secretion from the first generation of dragons, known for its miraculous effects of purifying the spirit and enhancing clarity of mind.

This material has become extinct in this era.

“Ambergris…” Selna gasped. “The value of this stuff…”

“I know its value.”

Cassandra placed the ambergris in a specially made incense burner and then lit it without hesitation.

Pale golden smoke rose slowly, carrying an indescribable fragrance.

The smell was neither strong nor pungent, yet it could instantly make one's mind clear and lucid.

Even the great wizards who were maintaining the projection felt a significant improvement in their condition.

Spell control became more precise, and thinking became more acute.

But the most noticeable change was in Ron, who was immersed in meditation.

Pale golden smoke swirled around his figure, bringing his consciousness to an unprecedented state of clarity.

Cassandra's next move left everyone present wide-eyed.

With a flick of his right hand, a card radiating silver light appeared in his palm.

That's a "luxury" power card, silver quality.

“Cassandra…” Yutel frowned, somewhat doubtful, and said, “You want to use the Power Card here?”

"Yes."

The witch's tone was unusually calm, but the resolute look in her eyes was chilling:

"The Silver Luxury Card can amplify the effects of invested precious resources. For Eve, this is necessary."

As she spoke, she activated the card in her hand without hesitation.

A burst of silver light erupted instantly, enveloping all the precious materials she had prepared.

The crystals of the Fountain of Life began to slowly melt, transforming into pure life essence;
The heart blood of a pure-blooded siren emitted a deep blue light, and the marine life force contained within surged like the tide.
The essence of the luminescence transforms into twinkling starlight, infusing the entire environment with a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere.

However, under the influence of the Power Card, the effects of these materials are amplified many times over.

Within the magic circle, Eve's weak life force began to steadily rise, and her pale face gradually regained its color.

"This level of enhancement..."

The single eye of the Observing Eye slightly contracted:
"The temporary bloodline modification effect has been achieved."

Gould nodded in agreement, looking at Cassandra with admiration:

"Although the approach is extreme, it is indeed effective."

Although Selna remained dissatisfied with Cassandra's character, her professional ethics allowed her to offer a fair assessment:

"I have to admit that you really didn't hesitate to pay any price at the crucial moment."

………………

Meanwhile, deep within Ron's consciousness space.

The light of Hermit Star and Scholar Star has stabilized.

They were like two guiding lights, illuminating Ron's inner world.

In the far distance of the void, a third star is slowly revealing its true form.

The surface of Observer Star is not the simple light or rocky structure of other stars, but rather exhibits an astonishingly complex mechanical structure.

Countless intricate gears slowly rotate on the surface of the stars.

The gears are interconnected through a complex transmission system, forming a vast mechanical network.

Between these gears, sparkles of light, like stars, shimmered.

That's the lens array of the observation device.

The most striking feature is the enormous pupil-shaped structure at the center of the star.

It was not an inanimate object, but a real, living eye.

The pupils were as black as an abyss, while the irises displayed a dazzling array of colors like a nebula.

When Ron's consciousness touched the star, the enormous eye slowly turned and turned its gaze toward him.

A feeling of being deeply scrutinized washed over me instantly, more profound and more...active than the scrutiny of the Eye of Observation before.

"Yet another fool seeking power..."

The voice was both distant and close at hand, as if it had traveled across countless eras.

"but……"

The mechanical structure of the Observer Star began to rearrange, revealing a touch of gentleness in its originally cold mechanical appearance:

"In this day and age, there are very few beings who can establish a connection with me through 'The Star Eater's Whispers'."

The gears on the surface of the stars began to rotate in a specific rhythm, emitting harmonious mechanical sounds like music:

“Most fools who practice this meditation method are corrupted by the will of the ‘devourer’ during the visualization process, eventually becoming madmen who only know how to kill. And you…”

That enormous eye stared intently at Ron:

"It's interesting that your soul still retains a considerable degree of purity."

Perhaps I can share some of my strength with you as a reward for this rare phenomenon.

Ron sensed the goodwill emanating from the Observer Star and felt slightly relieved.

But at that moment, Xingchen's attitude suddenly changed drastically.

The enormous eye suddenly widened, its pupil shrinking to the size of a pinhead, and the entire mechanical structure of the star began to tremble violently.

"Wait... this aura..."

The voice of the Observer Star grew filled with fear and rage:
"The Star Eater's Ramblings... No, this isn't just about practicing meditation... You have 'His' mark on you!" The mechanical gears began to turn erratically, emitting a harsh metallic scraping sound.

The light on the surface of the stars began to flicker, changing from a gentle silver to a dangerous red:

"The one watched by the 'Devourer'! How dare you... how dare you appear before me!"

Ron sensed the Observer Star's drastic emotional fluctuations and quickly tried to explain:
"Observer, I think you may have misunderstood..."

"Misunderstand?"

The Observer Star let out a sarcastic laugh, the sound booming like thunder through the consciousness space:
"I will never forget that aura! I will never forget how 'He's' tentacles tore my body apart, how they ripped me from wholeness to pieces!"

Following these words, the Observer Star began to emit more fragments of memory.

Ron "saw" a terrifying scene from an ancient era:
In the vast emptiness of space, a colossal mechanical planet is slowly moving through the universe.

That was the original form of the Observer Star—a complete, self-aware observation device.

But suddenly, countless tentacles as huge as mountains stretched out from the dark void.

Those tentacles, carrying terrifying power to destroy everything, easily tore through the observer's protective shell.

The mechanical planet emitted a mournful wail, and countless sophisticated observation devices were reduced to ruins under the destruction of the tentacles.

"The Devourer almost completely destroyed my existence!"

The Observer Star's rage reached its peak, and the mechanical structures on its surface began to rearrange:
"If a fragment of my consciousness hadn't escaped, I wouldn't exist now!"

The originally friendly mechanical modules quickly retracted, replaced by countless sharp weapon devices.

Missile launchers, laser turrets, defensive shield generators...

Various weapon systems, brimming with murderous intent, rose from within the star.

"You want my power?"

The observer's voice turned as cold as a knife:

"That proves you're qualified to bear the heavy burden of observation!"

Before the words were even finished, the space of consciousness began to undergo drastic changes.

The once calm void began to twist and tear, forming countless overlapping battlefield environments.

Ruins, lava, abyss, spacetime rifts...

Various extremely harsh environments were forcibly pieced together to form a hostile trial space.

Even the air became as sharp as a knife, and every breath felt like swallowing venom.

"let me see……"

The Observer Star begins reading Ron's memories of his battle experiences.

That enormous eye scanned his mental world like a searchlight:

"What are some of the most memorable enemies you've encountered... the mutated giant brain sonic monster, the thorny sea monster, the awakened one carrying the seed of the throne, the pursuit of the time hounds..."

Whenever the Observer Star reads a battle memory, the corresponding spiritual imprint is forcibly extracted and condensed into a semi-transparent energy structure in the void.

Daward's exposed, deformed brain;

The terrifying tentacles of the Thorn Sea Monster, covered in barbs;
The Holy Disc's crazed form, twisted by the power of the abyss;
The Time Hound's ever-changing, twisting form;

The spiritual imprints of four terrifying beings floated in the void, each radiating intense waves of malice.

"Since you've experienced the fear of being threatened by these beings..."

The observer's voice carried a cruel pleasure:
"Then let me combine them into an even more perfect nightmare, and see if you can prove your worth!"

The four spiritual imprints began to interact and merge.

Under the malicious guidance of the Observer Star, a disgusting stitched-together structure gradually formed.

It was a hideous monster that defied almost all common sense about biology.

The main structure is centered around Daward's deformed brain.

But on the surface of this exposed brain, countless sharp tentacles of the Thorn Sea Monster grow.

Each tentacle is as strong as a steel whip, its surface covered with serrated barbs, ready to tear apart any approaching enemy at any moment.

Daward's original sonic vibration ability merged with the Thorn Sea Monster's mental erosion properties.

When this stitched monster opened its mouth and spoke, it no longer released simple sound waves, but a stream of mentally polluting sound mixed with countless evil babblings.

The abyssal awakening feature of the Holy Disc covers the entire torso of the stitched body.

That signature corrosive black mist constantly seeped from the skin's pores, corroding even the void itself with tiny cracks wherever it passed.

Any entity that comes into contact with this black mist will be corrupted by the malice emanating from the abyss.

The most terrifying thing is that the Time Hound's time manipulation ability has been perfectly integrated into this monster.

The three terrifying regenerative abilities also created a horrific superposition effect on the fused entity.

The Thorn Sea Monster's flesh and blood reconstruction and the Holy Disc's abyssal splitting, but the most terrifying thing is undoubtedly the Time Hound's time reset...

Even if the body is completely destroyed, it can be completely restored in an instant.

"Enjoy this 'gift,' you who are being watched by the 'Devourer'!"

The laughter of the Observer Star echoed throughout the entire consciousness space, filled with malice:
"Let me see if you are truly worthy of my power!"

When the fused monster let out its first roar, the entire consciousness space trembled.

The voice possessed a blend of multiple qualities.

It possesses both the physical destructive power of Daward's sonic vibrations and the spiritual corrosiveness of the Thorn Sea Monster's ramblings.

But Ron was not intimidated by this terrifying power.

The forced fusion of multiple forces inevitably leads to structural instability.

He activated the "Hermit's Knowledge," and his thinking speed immediately increased to its limit.

At the same time, the insight enhancement from "Time-Knowing Eye" also came into play.

In this extraordinary state of perception, every detail of the fused monster becomes clearly visible.

"A very poorly made patchwork."

Ron calmly assessed the enemy before him, without a trace of fear in his eyes.

"The forced fusion of multiple forces, while bringing terrifying combat power, also caused fundamental structural defects."

There is a clear incompatibility between the thorny tentacles and the brain tissue.

The barbs constantly stimulated the nerve endings in the brain, causing the monster to endure a continuous, tearing internal pain.

The pain reaches its peak whenever it attempts to launch a sonic attack, affecting the accuracy of the attack.

The conflict between abyssal corruption and time manipulation is becoming more pronounced.

The corrosive black mist interferes with the stability of spacetime structures, causing a slight delay in the Time Hound's blinking ability.

Although this delay was only a moment, it was enough for Ron, with his exceptional insight, to seize the opportunity to attack.

"These contradictions... are my opportunity."

A flash of understanding crossed Ron's eyes, and he began to formulate his own battle strategy.

(End of this chapter)