Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 428 The Humiliated Defeater

In the realm of consciousness, the Observer Star's malevolent laughter still echoes.

He was facing a fusion monster that combined the traits of the most terrifying enemies in his memory.

There was no fear in Ron's eyes, but rather a hint of excitement.

"Since it's a consciousness space, activating the avatar form shouldn't have the same hidden dangers as last time..."

With that in mind, he began to activate the substitute puppet link deep within his consciousness.

——Transformation into a posture

The next moment, Ron's body began to undergo strange changes.

Starting from his ankles, jet-black metallic liquid gushed out like a tide.

It quickly climbed over the calves and thighs, spreading upwards.

The black liquid, upon contact with his skin, perfectly integrated with his flesh and blood, forming an active armor that adhered like a second skin.

Energy patterns flowed across the surface of the armor, pulsating rhythmically like blood vessels, exuding a beauty that was both elegant and deadly.

The shoulder armor extends out with blade-like protrusions that can be deployed as deadly weapons at any time during combat.

When the transformation reached the head, a ferocious and majestic mask slowly took shape, revealing only a pair of eyes that radiated a cold light.

The entire armor-wearing process took only a short moment, but the resulting enhancements were earth-shattering.

Ron could clearly feel the surging, tsunami-like power roaring within him.

The muscle density increased several times, and each fiber contained the terrifying power to tear apart steel.
His neural reaction speed increased dramatically, as if time itself slowed down in his eyes.

That fighting instinct from the abyss was also perfectly integrated with his rational thinking.

Sensing the change in its master's state, the demonic sword in his hand also began its own transformation.

Silvery metallic fluid flowed like living water across the sword, reshaping the weapon's form.

The blade melts and extends, the guard unfolds like wings, and the hilt elongates and develops a string groove structure.

In no time, a longbow exuding a deadly aura appeared in his hand.

The bowstring was formed from magic compressed to its limit; it was almost transparent, yet it exuded a sharp aura capable of cutting through the air.

"Let me test your quality first."

Ron drew back the bowstring, and the light elements gathered at his fingertips began to condense into the shape of an arrow.

The derivative applications of the Radiant Ring have shown a completely new mode in the form of the avatar.

The light arrow appeared blazing white, but its core contained a deep purple glow, which was the abyssal corrosive power attached to it.

The fused monster sensed a threat.

The exposed, deformed brain began to throb violently, and the blood vessels on its surface writhed like earthworms.

Countless thorny tendrils stood tall like angry snakes.

The air was filled with the stench of decay.

Arrow of Light
Ron released the bowstring, and the arrow streaked through the air like a meteor.

But just as it was about to hit, the fused monster displayed an extremely strong reaction ability.

Daward's brain suddenly swelled up a size.

A thunderous sonic boom erupted instantly, creating visible distorted ripples in the air.

The light arrow struck the sound barrier as if it had hit an invisible wall.

The trajectory shifted instantly, grazing the monster's left shoulder and leaving a shimmering trail of light in the air.

"It seems there are not only numerical values, but also mechanics. This monster is indeed not to be trifled with..."

Ron silently analyzed the situation and quickly widened the gap even further.

Daward was the first opponent I faced after coming into this world and merging with my soul.

It might not seem like much now, but it held special significance for him.

The fusion in front of us is clearly a super-enhanced version of it.

It not only possesses Daward's abilities, but also incorporates the traits of other terrifying beings.

The monster's counterattack then struck like a storm.

Dozens of thorny tentacles shot through the air, creating a whooshing sound as they tore the air apart.

If you were to get hit by that, it wouldn't just be a matter of getting bruises all over your body...

At the same time, Daward's brain released even stronger sonic shocks.

This time it was no longer a simple physical tremor, but a stream of mentally polluting sound mixed with countless evil babblings.

Those voices crawled in his mind like a million insects, trying to tear his sanity apart from the inside.

The Abyssal Corruption property of the Holy Disc also came into play.

Thick, inky black mist seeped from the monster's pores and quickly spread to a large surrounding area.

Wherever the black mist passed, even the void of consciousness space was corroded with countless tiny cracks, like a shattered mirror.

But the most deadly weapon is the Time Hound's piercing mouthpiece.

Ron could barely see the movement of the mouthparts.

He could only feel an extremely dangerous threat of death, pricking every nerve like needles.

With multiple layers of terrifying attacks, ordinary dodging is meaningless.

Ron activated the skill he had obtained from Erica without hesitation.

—Time jump!
The world instantly transformed into a viscous, amber-like state in his eyes.

The tentacles' movements became as slow as a snail's crawl, and the propagation of the sound waves left visible traces. Even the spread of the corrosive black mist was clearly visible as if in slow motion.

With this unconventional sense of time, he easily slipped through the gaps between multiple attacks.

They appeared like ghosts on the other side of the battlefield.

After the flow of time returned to normal, a deafening explosion came from behind.

The spot where he was just moments ago has now been completely destroyed by tentacles, sound waves, and corrosive mist, leaving behind a bottomless, enormous crater.

"This level of attack intensity..."

Ron couldn't help but recall his thrilling confrontation with the Timehound.

During that memory space on Hermit Star, he almost never woke up again.

The Time Hound's piercing mouthpiece inflicted a near-fatal psychological trauma upon him.

If the silver pocket watch hadn't had its reset ability activated in an emergency, it probably would have become that monster's spiritual food long ago.

Later, he remembered the theory he had read before.

The Time Hound, a special creature, can only exert its maximum power within a specific time-space angle.

Therefore, the "Radiant Ring" was used to illuminate those shadowy areas, successfully compressing the opponent's space to maneuver.

Ultimately, they managed to repel that terrifying being by recording the high-dimensional ramblings.

"Since the method worked last time, it should work again this time..."

Ron was about to use the same trick again when he discovered that the situation was far more complicated than he had imagined.

As he began constructing the spell model for "Radiance Ring," the entire battlefield environment immediately roared like an enraged beast.

"Hahaha!"

The Observer Star, which had been observing from the sidelines, erupted in another ear-piercing laugh:
"How dare they cheat? They must be punished!"

Suddenly, countless spiderweb-like gushing holes appeared in the ground.

Fiery lava erupted from it, launching a saturation attack directly at his location.

Dangerous spatial rifts flashed across the sky.

"As expected, they won't let me off easy... The entire environment is now set to a hostile state!"

Ron sighed, realizing he had to divert a great deal of attention to dealing with these additional environmental threats.

He weaved and maneuvered through the gaps in the lava eruptions, carefully avoiding the spatial rifts that could appear at any moment in the air.

Each dodge requires calculations accurate to the millisecond; a slight misstep can result in being torn to shreds by these environmental traps.

Even under such adverse conditions, he persisted in maintaining the expansion of the Radiant Ring.

Golden-red light danced in the darkness, desperately dispelling the shadowy areas that allowed the Time Hounds to flicker.

The fusion monsters were indeed affected to some extent.

Its once ghostly movement began to slow down, and it would occasionally pause in mid-air for a moment.

But just when Ron thought his strategy was starting to work, another change occurred.

Countless black tentacles, like the arms of an octopus, stretched out from the depths of the void.

They wriggled as if alive, gradually covering the area illuminated by the light.

These tentacles continuously release black substances that devour light.

No matter how bright the halo of glory may be, it will be gradually eroded and weakened by this substance.

Eventually, the environment returned to a shadowy angle suitable for flickering.

Didn't your mentors tell you?

Observer Star continues its trash-talking segment:

"In my field, I am the sole rule-maker! Don't embarrass yourself here with your little tricks."

Ron sensed that the effects of the Radiant Aura were being systematically weakened, and a feeling of powerlessness welled up within him. "It seems the 'skipping class' strategy is no longer viable..."

The Observer Star clearly has no intention of giving him any chance to cheat; this trial must be a head-on confrontation.

The fused monster sensed its prey's predicament and immediately launched an even fiercer attack.

The thorny tentacles came crashing down like raging waves, each strike accompanied by a strange, howling sound.

Daward's sonic oscillations also became more manic.

The thunderous noise, mixed with countless evil murmurs, attempted to completely crush his will to resist on a spiritual level.

The corrupting black mist of the abyss continued to expand, forcing Ron to eke out a living only in an ever-shrinking safe zone.

The most deadly spike attack, however, is like the Grim Reaper's scythe, ready to strike at any moment.

Faced with this all-encompassing threat of death, Ron has to frequently use "time jump" to save his life.

However, the consumption of this ability is also accumulating rapidly.

If a way to break the deadlock cannot be found, defeat will eventually result in exhaustion of energy.

At the most critical moment, he suddenly noticed a subtle detail.

Whenever the fused monster is about to launch the Time Hound's spike attack.

The silver pocket watch on his chest would produce a slight, almost imperceptible vibration.

This vibration was extremely faint; if one's perception had not been greatly enhanced in avatar form, it would have been impossible to detect such a detail.

"I see……"

Ron began to understand.

The power of time sealed within the pocket watch is resonating with its kind!
Although this resonance is so faint as to be almost negligible.

However, given his dual enhancements of "the hermit's knowledge" and "the eye of time," he could still perceive it clearly.

This means that he can anticipate the most dangerous spike attacks in advance!
Upon this discovery, he immediately adjusted his battle strategy.

Instead of blindly relying on "time jumps," they use the vibrations of a pocket watch to predict the timing of an attack.

Sure enough, when the next spike attack came, Ron accurately predicted the trajectory of the attack.

He simply dodged to the side and avoided a fatal blow.

The spikes whistled past his ear, the force of the wind causing his hair to flutter slightly.

"That's more like it..."

After mastering the technique of avoiding the spikes, the initiative in the battle began to shift in Ron's favor.

"Not bad, little bug!" Observer Star's voice carried a hint of surprise:

"To think they've found another shortcut, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, the battlefield environment changed once again.

A chaotic atmosphere began to permeate the air, interfering with perception. The vibrations of the pocket watch became inconsistent, greatly reducing its warning effectiveness.

"You think I'll let you keep getting the better deal? How naive!"

………………

Meanwhile, in the ceremony room.

When Yutel told Ron that he had chosen the "Intellectual Triangle".

When the last communication was with "Observer Star," Cassandra's expression turned ashen.

Worry showed in her purple eyes, and her right hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.

"Observer's Star..."

The witch repeated the name softly, her voice filled with obvious disgust.

Yutel noticed the student's unusual reaction, and the phantom turned towards her:

"Cassandra? Do you know anything about her?"

"When I was advancing from the Moon Rank to the Dark Sun Rank, I needed to light up a large number of stars in my consciousness space..."

Cassandra's voice became somewhat hoarse:
"So I also tried to connect with the 'knowledge triangle'. The first two stars were quite helpful and gave me some assistance."

As she spoke, the disgust in her eyes became even more pronounced:
"But the Observer Star... when it sensed a certain aura that was beginning to emerge on me, it gave me a completely unfriendly look."

What kind of test did it give you?

Gould asked with great interest, the ancient coin in his hand stopping spinning.

"The most severe test."

Cassandra's voice grew heavier, as if recalling some nightmare she didn't want to talk about:

"It was extracted directly from my memory...the most formidable opponent in my mind at the time."

She looked at Yutel and said somewhat hesitantly:

"Teacher, it simulates a weakened version of you."

Although it falls far short of your true strength, the accuracy of that fighting style is remarkable…

Yutel's illusory figure flickered slightly, clearly not expecting to become the student's test opponent:

“My simulation? That would indeed be rather tricky.”

"It's more than just tricky."

Cassandra shook her head with a wry smile:

"Teacher, your fighting style is extremely comprehensive, combining offense and defense, with almost no obvious weaknesses."

Moreover, the Observer Star simulation is extremely accurate, perfectly reproducing even your most subtle habits.

She took a deep breath:

"Throughout the entire battle, I was almost completely dominated, unable to find any opportunity to win. In the end..."

"What happened in the end?" Selna's tentacles, which had been quietly reaching out to breathe fresh air, were now wriggling uneasily.

"In the end, of course, I failed."

Cassandra looked around and, finding no outsiders who might reveal her secret, simply admitted:

"After my defeat, the Observer Star launched a vicious taunt and then unceremoniously kicked me out of its consciousness."

She said with some humiliation:

“It said I was ‘unworthy of the power of intellect’ and ‘a loser blinded by ambition’.”

"So you ultimately chose another constellation?" The one-eyed observer turned to her.

"Yes, I then established a connection with the 'Annihilation Cluster'."

Cassandra nodded: "Although the abilities I gained are not what I wanted, at least the link was successfully established."

Hearing this recollection, the great wizards present all felt pressured.

“This means…” Gould stroked his beard:
"Is Ron currently facing some kind of terrifying test beyond imagination?"

“It could very well be worse than what I experienced,” Cassandra said, somewhat irritated.

"The Observer's Star will continuously and dynamically adjust the assessment based on the challenger's potential and personality, and Ron's talent..."

“Mother, I believe that the mentor can pass the test.”

Eve suddenly spoke, a stubborn look appearing on the girl's pale face:
"If even the mentors can't pass, then who can truly master the power of 'The Star Eater's Whispers'?"

“The little girl is right.” Alexander’s translucent body shimmered slightly.

"And there's nothing we can do to help now, so we can only choose to trust that young man."

Lance nodded in agreement:
"According to ancient records, although the Observer Star is stern, it is not unreasonable."

The single eye of the Eye of Observation lingered on Ron in the center of the magic circle for a long time:
"Once the Star Connection is established, the outcome can only be determined by the challenger himself."

Just then, Ron's body in the center of the magic circle began to tremble violently, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Clearly, the battle deep within consciousness has entered a critical phase.

Cassandra watched this scene with mixed feelings.

She recalled her humiliating defeat in front of the Observer Star years ago, and then looked at the young man in front of her who could change her daughter's fate.

Deep inside, a certain emotion is surging...

Do I really want this young man to succeed?

If he truly passed the test he himself couldn't pass...

The moment a dark thought surfaced, she forcefully suppressed it.

………………

In the realm of consciousness, the battle once again reached a stalemate.

The Observer Star's sharp, sarcastic remarks continued to ring out:
"What's wrong, little bug? Weren't you so confident just now? How come you're failing so quickly?"

"Let me guess, are you regretting establishing a connection with me? Are you now trembling with fear and wanting to flee back to your lair?"

Ron was struggling to keep up with the horde of fused monsters.

The watch's vibration warning also became unstable due to the interference, nearly causing him to be stabbed several times.

"Do you know?" Observer Star continued its vicious taunt:
"Your girlfriend's mother was just like this back then."

He came in all high and mighty, spouting nonsense at me, but the moment he faced the slightest challenge, his true colors were revealed!

(End of this chapter)