Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 467 Resurrection from the Dead

Three moons aligned in the sky, each radiating a distinctly different brilliance.

The blazing moon burned with golden-red flames, while the cold moon flowed with silver-blue frosty light;
The dark moon, perched atop the zenith, devours the surrounding starlight, like a pupil in the void.

As the light of the three moons began to converge and merge, a deep and resonant sound echoed from the depths of the shifting sands.

The ancient network of dragon bones awakens at the call of this celestial phenomenon, and the remains of the dragons slumbering underground begin to sing.

The ground trembled rhythmically, like the beating of a giant heart.

The location of the "Elemental Night" arena is also quite ingenious, situated in the center of a naturally formed circular sand dune.

The shape of the sand dunes, however, resembles the footprints left by some giant creature from ancient times.

The distribution of the viewing platforms inside the venue reflects the strict hierarchical order of the quicksand land.

Located at the highest point on the north side of the sand dunes is the platform of the Tree of Life School.

It was a spiral structure made of living coral, its surface covered with breathing moss.

At the top of the building, three enormous blood-red flowers are slowly opening.

The viewing platform of the Burning Scale Clan on the east side was completely different; it was a stepped viewing platform made entirely of lava.

The surface temperature of the entire grandstand remains constant within a comfortable range, while simultaneously containing a high concentration of fire element fluid.

The viewing platforms of other small and medium-sized forces were much simpler, mostly temporary tents or simple sand and stone platforms.

However, each faction displays a unique identifier within its own territory.

Some displayed banners with tribal emblems, some lit symbolic braziers, and others released special magical smoke.

When the Sand Sea School's team arrived at the edge of the arena, Salamander made an unexpected decision.

"Since we're here, we need to show everyone our strength."

He stopped and turned to face the young people in the group: "Today is not the time to lie low."

With that, Salamander took a deep breath and began to mobilize the vast magical power within her body.

The rudiments of the ethereal skeleton began to appear.

His body expanded rapidly like an inflating balloon, growing from a human size to tens of meters tall in the blink of an eye.

But this was not the end; as more power was unleashed, his height continued to increase.

Fifty meters, one hundred meters, two hundred meters... finally settling at a terrifying height of three hundred meters.

The majestic appearance of the magma colossus was fully revealed to everyone.

Salamanda's skin turned into flowing lava, every inch radiating a blazing light like the surface of the sun.

When he took his first step, the whole earth trembled.

The moment the giant foot touched the sand, the terrifyingly high temperature melted the sand grains, forming a vitrified footprint tens of meters in diameter.

Every step is the same.

Salamanda walked slowly toward the arena, leaving a trail of glittering glass footprints behind her.

This demonstration had an immediate effect.

Representatives from several weaker indigenous tribes, upon seeing such a terrifying lava formation, thought it was the legendary fire god returning to earth.

Even the usually arrogant elders of the Burning Scale Clan had to show a look of fear at this moment.

"This level of ethereal manifestation..."

An elderly elder with white hair and burning scales frowned:
"I remember that over a hundred years ago, this Salamander was just a newcomer who had just broken through to the Dark Sun level. How come her aura is now so close to the level of a Grand Wizard?"

"The Crystal Spire truly has a profound history."

Another elder responded in a deep voice:
"Even the dean of a branch school can obtain such high-quality resource support. It seems that we have indeed underestimated the strength of the Sand Sea School."

The atmosphere on the viewing platform of the Tree of Life School was even more subtle.

A lotus flower, composed entirely of living arms, slowly opened and closed, from which a female voice emanated:
“This ‘Fire Calamity’ Salamander is probably only one step away from becoming a Grand Wizard.”

The speaker was none other than Serafina, the "Bright-Eyed Girl," who was not present herself.

"He wanted to use this opportunity to tell everyone that the Sand Sea School was no longer an insignificant branch."

Sitting beside the lotus-shaped arm, Leonardo DiCaprio, the "scalpel," adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and nodded, saying:

"This level of power is indeed something we should take seriously. However..."

A morbid excitement shone in his eyes:

"What I'm more curious about is what it would be like to perform a live dissection on such a powerful being?"

Those magma blood and those fiery organs must be excellent research materials..."

………………

Salamander slowly landed in the designated area of ​​the Sand Sea School, her body gradually shrinking back to normal proportions.

But the lingering heat emanating from him still distorted the surrounding air, creating a transcendent aura for the entire team.

"It seems my opening went pretty well."

He turned to his teammates behind him, a look of satisfaction in his eyes:
"We want everyone to know that the Desert School is not here just to make up the numbers."

Ron stood in the group, secretly activating his "spirit vision" to observe the true nature of this extraordinary gathering.

Under this special perception mode, the entire arena presents a completely different scene.

Every living person radiates a unique aura of life.

The color and intensity of those halos directly reflect their level of strength and the purity of their bloodline.

Out of caution, he did not observe those high-ranking individuals who had reached the Dark Sun level.

Focus more attention on the spiritual visions surrounding the contestants.

The trio from the Tree of Life school is the most shocking.

Behind them followed countless twisted and shattered fragments of souls.

The translucent figures included men and women, young and old, but all maintained the painful expressions of their last moments before death.

These were the test subjects who died during the "transformation" process, hanging over the three witches like a dark cloud.

Ron frowned. These vengeful spirits didn't show any hostility towards them; instead, they displayed a kind of morbid worship and attachment.

They fluttered around Leona, Winnie, and Caroline like domesticated pets craving their owner's attention.

The Burning Scale Clan's forces presented a completely different picture.

Each member is surrounded by ancient dragon souls, which appear as huge, semi-transparent outlines.

Judging from the scale and aura of these guardian dragon souls, each member of the team sent by the Burning Scale Clan this time possesses a bloodline purity at the Quasi-Star Ring level.

Such purity of bloodline is extremely rare in the entire main world.

Some of the participants from indigenous tribes were protected by various nature spirits.

Wind sprites hovered in the air like transparent birds, earth sprites poked their tiny heads out from the ground, and water sprites formed fine mist ribbons in the air.

Although the individuals are not strong, their numbers are large, forming a kind of collective consciousness network.

Just as he was engrossed in his observation, a low murmur of discussion arose from the viewing platform of the Burning Scale Clan.

A burly elder frowned and said:

"That young wizard from out of town has a strange aura... it's incredibly multifaceted? And it all exudes an ancient, oppressive aura..."

He was referring to Ron.

Under the reverse effect of "spirit vision," people with this ability often leave more obvious traces in the spirit world.

Another elder squinted and observed carefully:
"This kind of pressure... comes from an ancient being from at least the Second Era. This young man may have a profound lineage behind him."

But the most unexpected development came from the strange noise at the entrance to the arena.

Cecilia and Baroque formed a duo, appearing side by side in everyone's sight.

The combination of the madwoman and the volatile dragonborn is like gunpowder and a fuse.

Any rational observer would conclude that such a combination is bound to end in disaster.

But reality was unexpected.

Baroque stood at the entrance to the arena, internally convincing himself:

"The 'partners' that the clans assigned to me are not even half as strong as me, and they will only drag me down at crucial moments."

His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.
"Rather than carrying those burdens and becoming a laughing stock for those high and mighty elders, I'd rather find a collaborator who is truly worthy of my status."

Baroque's gaze shifted to Cecilia beside him:
"Although this woman is neurotic and behaves strangely, she is indeed very strong."

Moreover, her obsession with 'beauty' is, to some extent, similar to my insistence on 'pure bloodline'—we are both pursuing some kind of ultimate perfection.

"She wouldn't look at me with that condescending gaze, wouldn't mention my background, and wouldn't question the legitimacy of my bloodline."

In her eyes, my value depended entirely on the 'beauty' I could project.

On the other side, Cecilia was carefully observing her surroundings with her crystal-clear eyes.

In her view, the entire arena was a work of art waiting to be perfected.

Every detail needs precise adjustment, and every element must achieve perfect balance.

"The energy resonance of this triple lunar eclipse is a key part of my eight-fold magic compression."

Her inner monologue was as beautiful and dangerous as poetry:
"But I need a 'perfect' combat partner to maintain the aesthetically pleasing environment required for my source of power."

Most superhumans become savage and ugly in combat, which severely hinders my ability to perform.

Cecilia's gaze lingered on Baroque, her eyes revealing the fervor of an artist discovering a treasure:
"Although Baroque has a volatile temper, his dragon form actually possesses a certain primitive and pure beauty."

“And…” she gently stroked her lips, a satisfied smile appearing on her face:
“His desire for ‘perfection’ is as strong as mine. This deep resonance provides a solid aesthetic foundation for our collaboration.”

In a brief pre-match exchange, these two seemingly incompatible individuals surprisingly achieved a remarkable tactical complementarity. Baroque's "Raging Combo" requires complete emotional outburst to unleash its full power.

However, this berserk state can cause him to lose his rational judgment, often leading to tactical errors.

Cecilia's "aesthetic system" requires the surrounding environment to maintain absolute beauty in order to remain in its best state.

Any “ugly” interference will weaken her power.

After in-depth discussions, the two miraculously reached an agreement:
Baroque's bursts of power become more precise and sustained through coordination, as the realm of aesthetics provides a stable support for his ferocity;

Cecilia's aesthetic realm gained dynamic "violent aesthetics" elements, which significantly enhanced her power level.

These traits, unknown to outsiders, are their trump cards.

………………

On the platform of the Tree of Life, Leonardo rose from his seat.

He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses:

"Distinguished guests, brave warriors participating in the competition."

His voice, amplified by magic, resounded throughout the entire arena:
"This year's Elements Night Carnival will have some... innovative rules."

As he spoke, he took out a scroll from his bosom and slowly unfurled it.

The material of the scroll immediately sent chills down one's spine—it was specially treated human skin.

"Considering the special celestial phenomenon of a triple lunar eclipse, we will adopt a dual model of 'survival of the fittest' combined with 'points-based competition'."

Leonardo began reading the rules aloud, pronouncing each word exceptionally clearly:

"Phase One - 'Element Collection Period'"

His fingers gently stroked the human skin scroll.

The blood vessels immediately began to rearrange, forming a three-dimensional arena map:
"Each participating team will be teleported to one of the seven designated areas, each area corresponding to a basic element attribute."

Under the influence of the keel network resonance, these areas will spontaneously generate 'elemental essence crystals'.

Seven different colored dots appeared on the map, representing the seven elemental regions: fire, water, earth, wind, wood, darkness, and light.

Each area pulsates slowly, like a biological organ.

"Each Flame Crystal is worth ten points, each Ice Crystal is worth fifteen points, and each Earth Crystal is worth twelve points..."

Leonardo explained the scoring rules in detail, but the real focus came later:

"However, the most precious is the 'Chaos Crystal'—a rare crystal that is only born when multiple elements violently clash, and each one is worth one hundred points."

Upon hearing this, the contestants present all revealed greedy expressions.

One Chaos Crystal is worth the equivalent of ten Basic Crystals.

This temptation is enough to make any team take the risk.

"The second phase – the 'plunder and elimination period'."

The map began to change; the boundaries of the seven zones gradually disappeared, and the entire arena transformed into an open battlefield.

Teams can plunder each other's collected crystals.

Eliminated teams will lose all points, and their crystals will be scattered at the death site for other teams to collect.

Ron's brows frowned slightly.

This rule design completely encourages brutal competition among participants.

Weak teams may find themselves surrounded and robbed by stronger teams just as they have collected some crystals in the first phase.

"The third stage - the 'keel resonance period'."

Leonardo's voice became even more excited:
"The remaining teams will enter the core element convergence point in the center of the arena."

There, the resonance of the keel network will reach its peak, and all participants will endure a continuous elemental shock.

"The team that can persevere to the end in the resonance will win the final victory and gain priority access to the intersection of all elements on the field."

But the most surprising part was the special clause that followed:

"Special rule - 'Death and Rebirth'."

Leonardo pushed up his glasses again, his face displaying an expression of pleasure as if he were watching some kind of artistic performance.
"Under the mysterious influence of the triple lunar eclipse, deceased contestants will have a 60% chance of being 'resurrected'."

But rebirth is not without its costs—the resurrected will gain random mutations.

These mutations may enhance its capabilities, or they may introduce unexpected limitations.

He chuckled softly at this point:
"Of course, these mutations are all carefully designed 'artistic modifications' and will absolutely not affect the resurrected person's basic combat abilities."

After all, we came here to watch exciting competition, not to witness a tragic ending.

This statement sounds very kind, but anyone with discerning eyes can hear the malice in it.

The so-called "artistic transformation" is clearly a kind of live experiment conducted by the Tree of Life school.

The human skin scroll slowly rolled up, and the vein patterns returned to their static state.

Leonardo carefully put the scroll away, a satisfied smile on his face:
"These are all the rules for this year's Elements Night Carnival."

Now, let us invite all participants to make their final preparations. The grand feast will officially begin in one hour!

………………

After the rules were read out, the reactions of the various factions were completely different.

Salamanda's face was as dark as a thundercloud.

As the dean, he understood the sinister intentions behind these rules better than anyone else.

This design clearly favors the reformers of the Tree of Life school.

Physical mutations are commonplace for them, posing no obstacle whatsoever, and may even make them stronger.

On the other hand, this rule undoubtedly encourages brutal competition between teams.

Every deceased participant presents the Tree of Life school with an excellent opportunity to obtain "experimental material".

Even if resurrected, those "artistic transformations" will force the resurrected to establish a mandatory connection with the Tree of Life school.

However, under such circumstances, the Sand Sea School had no voice whatsoever.

They are just guests and can only accept the rules of the game set by the host.

Salamanda cursed inwardly, but outwardly she could only remain silent.

The Burning Scale Clan reacted quite differently.

On the viewing platform, an elder with gray hair let out a cold laugh:
"Interesting rule design."

However, I'm curious whether your meticulously crafted artworks can withstand the baptism of pure dragon fire.

His words were full of provocation.

The Burning Scale Clan is extremely confident in the strength of its bloodline, believing that no artificial modification can compare to the innate dragon bloodline.

In their view, these complex rules are actually to their advantage.

—The more chaotic the environment, the more the advantages of bloodline power are highlighted.

The reactions of the indigenous tribes were more nuanced.

They exchanged worried glances.

As the native inhabitants of the shifting sands, they know best the terror of the elemental waterfalls during a triple lunar eclipse.

This rule design undoubtedly pushes all participants to the brink of life and death.

But they were powerless to resist and could only hope that their natural connection with the earth would provide additional protection.

………………

Under these dangerous rules, Ron began to reassess his strategy.

He activated the "Hermit's Insight," quickly analyzing the various possibilities and traps within the rules.

"This is not just a contest of strength, but also a comprehensive test of wisdom, luck and adaptability."

He mentally sorted out the key points:

"The first phase of element collection may seem simple, but it is actually preparing for the second phase of plunder."

The more you collect, the more likely you are to become a target for other teams.

"The second phase, the period of plunder and elimination, is the real core."

The strategy chosen at this stage will directly determine whether or not the final keel resonance period can be reached.

"The third stage, the keel resonance period, tests not tactical skills, but pure will to survive and adaptability."

But what interested Ron the most was the special rule of "death and rebirth".

"The real purpose of this design is not to select the strongest team, but to provide the Tree of Life school with a large amount of experimental material."

He recalled the trap Sheena had once tried to set for him, and the Tree of Life School's morbid obsession with live organ modification:
“Every participant in the carnival is seen as a potential guinea pig.”

This rule merely disguises the process of plundering experimental materials as fair competition.

"But no matter how much they planned, they never imagined that I possessed such an extraordinary ability as 'hunting'."

"Resurrection mutation...this mechanism makes it convenient for my 'hunting'."

He gently stroked the silver pocket watch on his chest, feeling the power of time contained within it:
"If we can use the 'predator' ability during the resurrection process, could we gain some special benefits from the mutation and directly interrupt their resurrection?"

The thought made his heart beat faster.

The silver pocket watch's "predatory" ability is theoretically capable of devouring any form of existence, including abstract concepts and energy imprints.

If the mutations that occur during the resurrection process can also be "preyed upon," then this carnival will be an excellent opportunity for him to test his abilities.

(End of this chapter)