Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

Chapter 481 The Sovereign of Life

The next morning, the clock in the city center struck three times.

Ian opened his eyes. Within his mental sea, the chaotic rules had receded to their deepest depths, leaving only gravity and heat energy manifesting on the periphery.

He got up and went outside. Ga Ga jumped down from the windowsill and landed beside him.

"Don't say anything carelessly today, let's go."

Alliance Headquarters, the highest hall.

The building itself is a top-tier magical artifact, with walls constructed from countless crystallized rules, and the interior space is multi-layered, with an actual area thousands of times larger than its exterior.

Seven silver orbs of light floated on the dome, representing the seven top powers of the Wizarding Continent.

At the very center and highest point, there were three high-backed stone chairs. Unlike the usual emptiness, three figures were sitting on the chairs.

In the middle was an old man in a gray robe, with a stern face but a pure and radiant will.

On the right is a silver-haired woman with a gentle face, emanating a sense of life's rules.

On the left was a middle-aged man in a black robe. Spatial ripples constantly folded and unfolded around him, making him appear sometimes near and sometimes far, elusive and unpredictable.

These three True Spirit Wizards once blocked five main gods at the border of the Star Sea Divine Court, allowing Ian to safely return to the Wizarding World.

On both sides of the hall, more than a dozen kings with radiant suns were already seated.

Azshara and Seraphine sat on the left, towards the front, while Bronn sat on the right, next to Kargas.

Orion sat further away, flipping through a notebook without looking up. Isabella sat beside him, her pale gold eyes rapidly scanning the data stream.

Ian walked to the center of the hall, and a dozen beams of light, as bright as the sun, fell on him at the same time, some scrutinizing, some curious, some benevolent, and some observing him silently.

The three true spiritual wills swept over Ian simultaneously, and the hall fell silent.

Ian stood quietly, the laws of gravity and thermal energy slowly operating, displaying the intensity of the laws that a level six sun should have.

The gray-robed old man was the first to withdraw his will, his gray eyebrows furrowing slightly as he gently stroked the armrest of the stone chair.

The silver-haired woman also withdrew her probe. She looked at the gray-robed old man, and the two exchanged a very brief glance.

The middle-aged man in black robes remained silent for a moment, then suddenly let out a low laugh.

"Interesting," the gray-robed old man whispered to himself.

"His core rules seem to be gravity and heat, but the underlying structure is extremely vague. In all my years, I have seen the rule structures of countless suns, and none of them are like this."

"With my three-person privileges, I can request in-depth investigation," the silver-haired woman said.

"But he is the disciple of the White Emperor, so we cannot do that; we must respect his judgment."

The gray-robed old man tapped the armrest. "He is the one chosen by the White Emperor, so he can be trusted. Let's not satisfy our curiosity."

The middle-aged man in the black robe stopped laughing and nodded slightly in agreement.

"Ian Marcus officially joins the Supreme Alliance today," the gray-robed elder declared decisively.

The hall fell silent once more, and the seven silver orbs on the dome lit up simultaneously, illuminating the entire hall.

The patterns within the ground crystals flowed rapidly, recording this moment as the Alliance's highest archive was officially updated.

Ian Marcus, Level 6 Sun, title "Eternal Sun".

The gray-robed elder continued, "According to the Alliance's 'Regulations for the Delineation of Newly Appointed Sunlit Territories,' and considering your record of merits in the Zerg Wars—"

"The Alliance has decided to designate the three medium-sized worlds that have not yet been taken over from the original Void Zerg territory, as well as the nineteen surrounding small worlds, as your private domain."

The silver-haired spirit raised his hand and made a sweeping motion in the air.

A vast star map unfolded before Ian, marking the specific coordinates of his territory.

The three medium-sized worlds are located on the edge of the Zerg territory. One of them is marked as containing a vein of super-energy crystals, and the other two also have high potential ratings.

The remaining smaller worlds are distributed around these three intermediate worlds, forming a relatively complete defensive perimeter. The overall area of ​​the territory is larger than Ian had anticipated.

In addition, there is a natural void passage between these three intermediate worlds, which can serve as a fast route for transporting supplies and mobilizing troops within their respective jurisdictions.

A winding curve is drawn on the star map. The outer perimeter of the core area is surrounded by a medium-concentration zone of void dust, which serves as both a natural barrier and contains unexplored mineral potential.

Ian memorized every detail on the star chart and then nodded.

"Thank you for the generous gift from the Alliance."

The light emanating from the three high-backed stone chairs slowly faded.

The figure of the gray-robed old man faded away first, and before leaving, he seemed to glance one last time in the direction where Ian was.

The silver-haired woman smiled slightly, and her figure transformed into countless emerald light spots and vanished. The middle-aged man in black robes then left.

As the three true spirits departed, the heavy pressure of the rules in the hall dissipated.

The thrones of the Sun on both sides rose one after another. Some came over to offer Ian a brief congratulations, while others left directly. From a distance, Bronn raised his wine jug, shook it, and grinned.

As Azshara was about to stand up from her seat, Ian suddenly turned to her.

"Within my jurisdiction, there is a small world whose resource extraction rights are granted to the Silvermoon Council, effective today. The specific location will be chosen by Lord Azshara."

This is to express gratitude for Azshara's previous care and to indicate that she will not leave the Silvermoon Council for the time being.

The hall fell silent for a moment. Azshara paused, then slowly sat back down, a glint of light flashing in her emerald eyes.

"Such a generous gift, I humbly accept on behalf of the Silvermoon Council. Thank you, Chief Elder."

Serafina turned to look at Azshara, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Bloom, sitting opposite, raised his wine jug and waved it at Ian from a distance.

Orion stood up: "The war with the Voidlings is basically over. The Alliance needs to prepare for the Abyss in advance. I have prepared a project to collect data and study the rules of the Abyss in advance for future wars with the Abyss."

Next, all the Hao Ri units began to vote on how much resources and manpower were worth investing.

Ian stood up to vote: "I will fully support this plan."

Orion looked up, blinking his eyes beneath his gray eyebrows. He hadn't expected Ian to publicly express his support for his plan in this setting.

He pushed up his crystal glasses and nodded slightly to Ian.

Isabella, who was standing next to him, stopped watching the rapidly flowing data stream in her eyes, quickly jotted down a few notes, then looked up at Ian with a hint of a smile in her eyes.

Calgas replied gruffly.

"I've been wanting to fight those bastards in the Abyss again for a while now. Ian, once your territory is settled, the Warforge can send a team of craftsmen over to help you convert the abandoned Motherworld into an advance base."

"Thank you." Ian nodded.

"Don't mention it," Calgas said. "We at the Forge owe you a favor. We'll talk about the craftsmen's team later."

Bloom, standing nearby, took a satisfied swig of wine.

Then, several more Hao Ris spoke up, all of them proposing motions that required a vote from the seven major powers.

Ian was not familiar with the internal affairs of the alliance and only focused on the votes of Azshara and Bronn, among others. If there was any conflict, he would abstain from voting.

After the event ended, Ian was about to leave the hall when a gentle voice called out to him.

The silver-haired spirit's figure re-condensed from the void, and the door to the side hall of the palace opened silently. Ian followed it inside.

Without any further pleasantries, the silver-haired spirit took out a sealed memory crystal from his sleeve.

Inside the crystal was a constantly churning mist, and deep within the mist, countless fragmented images could be vaguely seen.

"During the Zerg War, I and two other True Spirits joined forces to kill a Zerg Overmind and extracted this from its memory core."

She lightly touched the surface of the crystal with her fingertip, and a very brief image appeared in the silver mist.

A dark purple void, several planets completely covered by fungal carpet, and a massive shadow looming in the center of this starry sky.

The image only existed for less than a moment before disappearing.

"The coordinates of this world point to a desolate world cluster bordering the Abyss, and Zagara's lair is very likely there," the silver-haired spirit said.

Clearly, Ian's previous battle against Zagara in the Void had not escaped the notice of the three True Spirit Wizards.

Ian did not immediately take the crystal, but took out a set of rule data that he had compiled and placed it on the stone platform.

"I clashed with Zagara once in the Zerg territory, and this is a detailed analysis report of its twisted rules."

Including the coverage area of ​​the distorted field, the resonant frequency of the chaotic fragments and its main body, the data has been verified by the panel and the error does not exceed three percent.

The silver-haired spirit took the report, scanned the sealed data with her consciousness, and after a moment, she nodded slightly.

This data is indeed valuable for the alliance's Abyss Strategy.

The transaction was completed. She put away the report and left behind a vibrant green leaf vein that held the secrets of life before she left.

The veins of the leaf are extremely fine, and a faint golden light flows inside, like a fresh leaf just picked from the tree.

Similarly, she can contact Ian at any time through this leaf vein.

After leaving the hall, Ian stood on the steps.

He officially became one of the alliance's decision-makers, gaining his own territory, resources, and voice.

Gaga poked its head out from his shoulder, looked around, and then asked in a low voice.

"Ian, are you still going to care about that woman who ran away from home?"

"I let Kerrigan out so that I could better deal with the Zerg." Ian looked at the complaining little guy and found it somewhat amusing.

"Hmph! I don't think so."

Ian didn't reply, but gently rubbed the little guy.

At that moment, a faint fluctuation came from the mental sea; it was Kerrigan.

She sent over the information she had collected during this period, including several key pieces of information.

Zagara's remnants are shrinking into the depths of the void, having lost all trace of their opponent.

Ian frowned slightly, then quickly put the matter out of his mind.

Having already given her so much support, if he still can't give her a satisfactory answer, he really needs to seriously consider the next training plan.