After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

"My most glorious moment—"

"It was more than ten years ago, the time I met you—"

"The moment I took you as my disciple."

A soft whisper escaped from Vimers's cold lips.

She gently leaned against Charles's chest.

In his pale golden left pupil.

The blazing "Secret Flame of the Goddess of Magic" is now slowly dying out.

......

In that stagnant universe, a divine light suddenly burst forth in the eyes of the God of War.

"Charles Egger".

He then spoke in a low voice the name and surname of the black-haired wizard who had suddenly appeared before him.

The God of War knew that the wizard before him, named "Charle Egut," was the source of all the changes beyond his control, the one who truly instilled fear in him.

Therefore, as soon as He completed His ascension to Godhood, He immediately came to destroy the Western Continent.

To ensure the smooth progress of the plan, they even went so far as to promise those legendary mages such generous terms.

Boiling hostility, accompanied by the endless twilight that seemed to encroach upon the world, once again spread throughout the entire universe.

On the other side of the starry sea.

Charles calmly gazed at the figure before him, the true god of war who had reached the end of the path to godhood.

His spiritual ocean and soul resonate.

Within that stirring fantasy, the entirety of the real world is sketched out.

Behind Charles, in the originally dim darkness, countless stars suddenly began to twinkle.

The myriad rays of cosmic light flowed forth, reflecting a dazzling sea of ​​stars.

He stood firm, staring directly at the wizard's nemesis.

Then, a solemn declaration was made.

"Western Continent—"

"Forbidden by the gods."

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Time Needs to Be Accelerated

"Forbidden by the gods?"

The Giant of Twilight repeated Charles's soliloquy.

With his dim, yellowish eyes, he slowly gazed at the black-haired, black-eyed wizard before him.

"Charles Egger".

“I can sense the purity of your soul—compared to ours, your soul is pure and flawless, untouched by the decay of time.”

"Your soul age is no more than fifty years old, is it? Compared to the long-lived beings and deities in the multiverse, this lifespan is practically no different from that of a newborn."

"In terms of sheer threat, you are indeed the most feared wizard I have ever seen—even your teacher, the golden elf who wields the Secret Flame of the Void, is far inferior to you."

"But--"

A hint of mockery flashed in those dim, yellowish eyes.

All you have is potential and the future.

"Perhaps your repeated victories in the Silver Plane have given you immense confidence, to the point that you have the illusion that gods are nothing special."

"But—what you defeated was merely one of my thousands of projections."

"Having never possessed the highest mystery, yet daring to challenge the one true God?"

"Have you ever considered that it was your momentary impulsiveness...?"

"For this, they gave up themselves, and their civilization, the only possibility of survival."

......

The majestic divine voice echoed in the desolate universe, but was ignored by Charles.

He simply turned his body slightly to the side and looked at the golden elf beside him with gentle eyes.

"Teacher, you once told me—"

"A so-called wizard is someone who interferes with reality through their own imagination."

"This power is so dazzling, so awe-inspiring... that in most plane civilizations, wizards can only cower in their mage towers, and once discovered, it will be the annihilation of the witch hunt."

Xia Er stretched out his hand slightly, feeling the distorted space and laws surrounding the Western Continent plane.

It was these distorted spatial ripples created by Vimers that hid the Western Continent in the cracks of the multiverse for thousands of years, allowing it to remain unseen by the gods.

Of course, these distorted spatial ripples also prevented the legends of the Western Continent from exploring the external multiverse.

For a long time, the general consensus among the powerful beings of the Western Continent was that the Western Continent was the only civilized plane in the multiverse.

This deeply ingrained belief was not broken until Ciel discovered the Dawn World.

"Within the Black Tower, all is self-governed; no one may leave the tower, no one may cast spells outside the tower, and no ordinary person may know of the existence of wizards and magic—this darkness is the true peace of us Black Tower members."

"The Western Continent is actually the same—"

"It is nothing more than a larger, darker tower created by you and protected by you, far from the gaze of the gods."

"If this darkness is pierced by even a sliver of light, then the peace of us Black Tower people will naturally cease to exist, just like the calamity that the Western Continent is currently facing."

"But, teacher..."

Charles's voice was very soft.

"I want to open the window while casting the spell."

"Dragons, elves, vampires, dwarves, humans—"

"The treasures of knowledge acquired by generations of eight-page mages, council members, archmages, and laureates of magic—traversing countless warps and sub-dimensions, exhausting their youth and blood..."

"Now, however, they are simply kept in a tower that resembles a tomb, and even taking a step outside requires trepidation, for fear of being blinded by the light."

"No, it shouldn't be like this."

"Distorting reality, reshaping nature—"

"Such a magnificent sight on earth."

"It should never be that he was merely sealed in that windowless tower."

The Twilight Giant suddenly moved.

He raised his hand and pointed a finger.

The faith and divine power of millions of parallel worlds converged in that gushing, dim divine power.

All obstacles collapsed with a single, annihilating finger, as if nothing could stop it.

This is the power of the true god. After unifying the power of millions of parallel worlds, from the perspective of mortals, it is almost "omnipotent" in the true sense.

However, they faced the single finger that would annihilate everything.

Suddenly, a few specks of starlight began to emanate from Charles's dark eyes.

"Please watch and see, teacher."

"This is the proper form of magic."

"Not in that graveyard-like shadow, but..."

"Here, under the sunlight."

Within Ciel's cognitive world.

The two worlds, which were originally clearly distinct and constructed from matter and antimatter and quantum mechanics, merged into one in an instant and became indistinguishable from one another.

No longer are the mutually exclusive and incompatible "quantum field theory" and "general relativity"—but rather a completely new "grand unified field theory" that truly encompasses both.

The laws governing all things in the world, the principles of God—are outlined in the cognition of the world and presented in a real form.

The microscopic dimension and the macroscopic world are slowly converging.

Ultimately, in that ethereal, formless, and intangible fantasy—

It gave birth to the spiritual foundation of the real world.

......

Behind Ciel, against the backdrop of the receding, pure black universe.

Suddenly, a few points of light flickered.

At first, there were only faint starlight scattered across the dark curtain.

Immediately afterwards——