Wizards begin with Occlumency.

Chapter 262 Gu!

I'm afraid of getting stabbed.

This was Link's first thought.

If Jasmine knew about this, she would probably kill him.

Hmm... not should, definitely.

I touched the flesh on my shoulder where there were no bite marks, and it ached slightly, though I don't know if it was just my imagination.

We must not act rashly.

This was Link's second thought.

The portal exploded, and the two did not die instantly, but were trapped in a spacetime turbulence.

Slapped by the spacetime tide, they were thrown into spacetime turbulence and arrived near a special ruin world.

The strange phenomena that subsequently occurred simultaneously in the special ruins world and on Iris.

All of this clearly demonstrates that the entity or rule that "arranged" all of this is far higher in status than Link could have imagined.

Link cannot guarantee that dream-stealing magic will actually help Iris.

Don't let him end up not only failing to help but also hindering the team and getting himself into trouble.

It could be fatal.

This was Link's third thought.

His intuition and premonition were triggered.

The situation before us is quite clear; Iris is undergoing some kind of test.

Since he has withdrawn from the test, and even withdrawn involuntarily, from a supporting role or passerby to an audience member.

Entering it rashly could very likely trigger a backlash from the testing mechanism.

Therefore, it would be unpleasant if this caused any negative impact or led to any changes in Iris's trial.

In addition, Link had a gut feeling that if he really did follow his initial plan...

Forcibly grafting Iris's dreams with dream-stealing witchcraft might lead to unspeakable consequences.

This applies to Iris as well as Link.

After careful consideration, Link suppressed the idea of ​​stealing the dream that Iris was experiencing.

However, Link did not give up on helping Iris.

In Link's perception, the Trial Mechanism, like the Strange Space, has a very strong sense of contradiction.

He wanted Iris to face the test alone, but he didn't reject Link's intrusion.

He even left some "loopholes" that allowed Link to help Iris.

However, Link needs to find the right balance.

We must never cross the line of the contradiction.

"Master, master."

Flandre sensed Link's feelings and asked in confusion, "Master, why are you so determined to help this woman that Master and Madam dislike?"

In Flandre's opinion, Link didn't need to bother thinking about these things at all.

This is clearly asking for trouble; it's exhausting and might not even be worth the effort.

Link smiled and softly answered Flandre, revealing his thoughts in detail.

At this moment, helping Iris is helping himself.

Iris won't wake up from her dream, and Link won't be able to leave this strange space!

Let Iris face those trials herself; who knows when it will be over?

Link still feels a chill when he recalls his experience in the dream.

That feeling was even more bizarre and terrifying than having one's perception altered by Lissandra.

No matter how effortlessly Lisandra manipulated her perceptions, she could never achieve the same smooth and natural experience as in her dream.

In the dream that tests Iris,

Whenever Link's thoughts or actions are slightly off, and he tries to get rid of his confusion by sleeping, all sorts of unexpected things will disrupt his sleep.

Whenever Link's thoughts are too volatile when he is awake, showing a tendency to break free from his dazed state, he will naturally fall asleep on his desk.

Sleeping and not sleeping, waking and not waking, are contradictory yet unified.

Link, who was in the middle of it, did not notice anything unusual.

If it weren't for Iris's reminder and stimulation, Link wouldn't have been able to see through his own state and thus be kicked out of the dream by the test mechanism.

If Iris fails the test, the test mechanism will drag him back in, making him experience that bizarre and terrifying domination all over again.

This is not what Link hoped for.

"Oh, I see."

Flandre felt she understood, nodded vigorously, and cheered the master on.

Having dealt with Flandre, Link continued to ponder how he could help Iris.

We can't directly help with something like dream-stealing magic, but perhaps we can take a roundabout approach and offer indirect assistance.

Link tried it and found that he could still perform witchcraft in this strange space.

In a flash of inspiration, Link thought of a way to provide indirect assistance.

There were warning signs of a crisis, but they weren't very strong.

Between serious injury and fatal injury.

Then what's there to hesitate about?

Just do it if you have an idea.

Link flipped through his spell list and pulled out a few status-enhancing spells.

They were all unleashed, comprehensively enhancing Iris's condition.

Dreams are based on fantasy and can also be seen as a reflection of reality.

In reality, Iris's physical condition is amplified, and through a wondrous connection, her soul can also be strengthened.

In this way, Iris in the dream will receive an increase in her physical strength.

Besides using witchcraft, Link carefully weighed the pros and cons and determined that the potential gains were worth the small risk, so he resolutely decided to continue.

He took out a large number of potions from the "small world" to treat internal and external injuries, injuries to the sea of ​​consciousness, and injuries to the soul, as well as a huge amount of potions to replenish life force. He also took out two medical pods of the level 2 witch artifact.

After setting the various parameters of the medical chamber, embedding various therapeutic agents and life-replenishing agents into the numerous infusion tanks of the medical chamber, and activating the intelligent diagnosis and treatment mode of the medical chamber.

Then Iris's body was placed into a medical pod.

Link himself lay down in another medical pod.

After completing these life-saving preparations, Link took out a bottle of "Superbrain" potion and a bottle of "One Mind" potion.

Under the control of the True Spirit Wizard's mental/telekinetic manipulation techniques, it floated to the side of Iris's lips.

"Flandre".

Link called out, reminding Flandre to be ready to summon his soul into the "small world" at any time.

He then used his telekinesis to gently pry open Iris's jaw and poured the two vials of potion into her mouth one after the other.

With a loud bang!

The entire strange space suddenly began to shake violently.

A ball of lightning, the size of a human head, was formed and conceived at an extremely fast speed.

After Link had the idea of ​​giving Iris the "Superbrain" and "Single-Mind" drugs, a sense of danger kept alerting him.

As the administration of the medication began, a frantic sense of danger began to warn them.

If no countermeasures are taken, we will be reduced to ashes by ball lightning.

"Flandre!"

Link shouted in his heart, and at the same time poured the last bit of "One Will" potion in the bottle into Iris's mouth.

We're just one last push away; we can't let all our previous efforts go to waste.

Click.

Cracks were faintly appearing in the strange space.

Flandre acted quickly, summoning Link's soul in reverse.

Link's soul escaped into the "small world," while his physical body lay in the medical pod, enduring the attack of the ball lightning.

The ball lightning struck Link's body, yet it caused no damage whatsoever.

Instead, it followed the connection between the body and the soul, entering Link's sea of ​​consciousness in a bizarre way.

They wanted to use the connection between Link's consciousness and the "small world" to continue attacking Link's soul.

"Little World" then expressed a longing it hadn't felt in a long time.

Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise.

Previously, Link had a premonition of danger and also inexplicably gained insight.

If he handles this situation well, helps Iris, and escapes the punishment of the test mechanism, he will receive a very considerable benefit.

This is yet another point of contradiction in testing the mechanism.

As soon as the ball lightning entered his sea of ​​consciousness, and the "small world" felt a longing, Link immediately understood what to do.

"Flandre".

Link gave a shout, and then, with Flandre's tacit cooperation, he used the "solar system" structure and the corresponding connection between the "small world" in the "Great Universe Meditation Method" in his sea of ​​consciousness.

By fully mobilizing the source power of the "small world," the ball lightning was prevented from wreaking havoc on the sea of ​​consciousness from the very beginning, and was absorbed into the "small world."

At the same time, just like last time when the Fairy King's soul was killed, Link's soul and Flandre's soul narrowly missed the ball lightning and arrived in Link's sea of ​​consciousness.

The two worked together to block the ball lightning's escape route, effectively sealing it inside their "small world."

The "small world" has undergone three evolutions and is no longer comparable to what it used to be.

This time, the "small world" did not require much source energy to lock the ball lightning.

After the ball lightning struck the boundary several times and found it could not break through, it changed its target.

It began a frenzied attack on the "small world" origin, which was deeply bound to Link's soul and thus tainted with a large amount of Link's soul energy.

The scene that unfolded was the appearance of the first bolt of lightning in the world of the "small world".

Then came the second, the third, the fourth, and the countlessth...

What does the Thunder represent?

Thunder represents both destruction and creation.

As countless bolts of lightning struck various parts of the "small world," shattering mountains and sinking valleys, causing immense destruction, Link, unlike Flandre beside him, did not feel distressed. Instead, he revealed a bright and happy smile.

This smile immediately angered Flandre.

Little Flandre put her hands on her hips and huffed, "Master is mean! Master doesn't care about Flandre's house at all! He's laughing so happily as Flandre's house is destroyed. Humph! Flandre doesn't want to talk to Master anymore."

With that, Flandre twisted her body, giving Link the back of her head.

Link chuckled and said, "Flandre, sense it carefully. This lightning strike is a great thing for the 'Small World.' The 'Small World' is about to begin its fourth evolution and enter a new stage."

"Um?"

Flandre was taken aback by what she heard, but still turned her back to Link and obediently began to communicate with the "small world".

Soon, Flandre beamed with joy.

The origin of the "small world" told Flandre that after this lightning strike, the "small world" would spontaneously generate organic life.

In addition to forcibly constructing a suitable ecosystem using source energy to grow plants and crops, the "small world" can quickly form a real, comprehensive, and perfect ecological cycle.

Plants, animals, microorganisms—everything is included.

The era of natural selection and survival of the fittest, a time of great reproduction and evolution of species, is coming soon!

Only in this way can the "small world" take on the appearance of a truly habitable world.

"happy!"

Flandre jumped up excitedly.

Link's soul had returned to his body and emerged from the unused medical pod, looking down at Iris lying in another medical pod.

I'm hoping that the status-enhancing spells and the two potions will provide Iris with powerful assistance!

The world of data.

School, classroom.

The sky was originally clear, but suddenly a torrential downpour began.

Iris smelled the rain and her heart fluttered. Ignoring the astonishment of her teachers and classmates, she smashed through the window and jumped out.

With a loud whoosh, a loud explosion occurred.

Iris, in a Superwoman-like flying pose, soared into the sky at supersonic speed, enjoying a refreshing "bath" in the torrential rain.

The events of the past few days flashed quickly through Iris's mind.

The final image freezes on Link staring blankly at her after she finished introducing herself, silently muttering, "I feel like I've seen this girl somewhere before."

With a soft "pfft".

Iris laughed heartily.

"Are you also named Baoyu?"

With a murmur, Iris suppressed her laughter, and with a thought, her attire instantly changed.

The baggy, ugly school uniform instantly transformed into a tight-fitting suit, complete with combat boots and a cloak—the typical combat style of a formal wizard from Rivoss Academy.

"This damn world has fooled me for so long."

A deep anger flashed across Iris's face. With a flick of her small hand, she unleashed a dozen or so highly lethal, disposable magical artifacts, scattering them around as if they were free.

He was simultaneously multitasking, unleashing offensive magic indiscriminately towards the "sky".

A crackling sound rang out.

A data stream composed of countless 0s and 1s emerges.

Five thick chains of data streams revealed their true form, exposing the state in which Iris was firmly bound.

"That's fucking annoying."

Looking down at the five chains binding her wrists, ankles, and waist, Iris's eyes immediately turned red.

A surge of madness welled up inside me.

The madwoman is back!

A cylinder as tall as a person appeared in Iris's hand.

Iris clung tightly to the cylinder like an octopus, wrapping herself and the five chains around it as much as possible.

"Hehehe..."

"Hahaha……"

He first gave a sinister chuckle, revealing a deep sense of smugness, then threw his head back and laughed wildly, displaying utter madness.

Iris gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and activated the cylinder's effect.

Da Yin Xisheng.

The entire data world collapsed and disintegrated in a sudden explosion, and in the fire and light that followed.

The data stream, composed of strings of 0s and 1s, was completely disrupted.

A cacophony of crackling noises filled the air.

Iris, who should have been blown to pieces, reappeared, completely unharmed.

The chaotic data stream rapidly surged toward the recreated Iris.

The rainbow mark on his forehead flashed, absorbing all the data streams.

Iris's eyes were initially glazed over, but she quickly regained her senses and revealed a thoughtful expression.

"interesting."

He gave a habitual, eccentric laugh.

Iris suddenly stopped laughing.

For some reason, she felt that this kind of laughter seemed so childish.

"What happened?"

Iris frowned, a sense of doubt creeping into her heart.

Before she could think it through, the entire data world vanished completely.

Iris's figure appeared in the dazzling starry sky.

Just as Iris was taking in her unfamiliar surroundings, another Iris appeared not far from her.

This Iris has a more mature appearance, figure, and temperament. She is wearing a light blue floral dress and has a faint smile on her face, revealing a quiet and elegant temperament.

"Hello, my last name is Ai, and my full name is Iris."

Wearing a light blue floral dress, she exuded a quiet elegance, a more mature version of Iris. Looking at the astonished Iris in her wizard battle mode, she smiled slightly and took the initiative to introduce herself.

Another mature version of Iris appeared out of nowhere, dressed in wizard battle mode.

However, the style of their clothing was completely different from that of the Rivoss Academy, looking like the mainstream style of the Northern Beastmasters from hundreds of years ago.

"Hello, I am Iris Messiah, you can call me Iris."

Iris, the beast tamer from the North, also took the initiative to introduce herself.

Immediately, the two mature versions of Iris said in unison, "We are all Iris. However, this time, only the Iris who survives can continue to be Iris."

"Well……"

Iris pondered for a moment, then, after careful consideration, roughly understood the situation before her and asked, "You... are all my past lives?"

Wearing a light blue floral dress, serene and elegant, Iris suddenly produced a cup of brown sugar deer antler milk tea in her hand. She took a small sip and asked:

"Is it good?"

Suddenly, various phantom images of powerful, explosive, one-time-use magical artifacts appeared in Iris's hand. She threw them out one by one, asking:

"Is it fun?"

Iris looked at the brown sugar deer meatball milk tea.

I remembered the thrill I felt when I first tasted something similar at Link's place, and the dejected feeling I had at the time.

Iris looked at the various high-powered, explosive, one-time-use magical artifacts.

I recalled my destructive tendencies and my unprovoked rages since childhood.

"Ah, I see."

After gazing up at the boundless starry sky for a while and taking deep breaths, Iris finally managed to suppress her inexplicable feelings of sadness.

A faint, yet manic, laugh appeared on her face, revealing a set of white teeth that gleamed coldly.

"Hello, I am also Iris, Iris Clark."

Hundreds of Iris figures with different makeup, clothing, and personalities appeared behind Iris.

Their faces were all tinged with a faint, manic, almost delirious smile.

"Hello, we are all Iris."

"Iris Clarke".

This chapter took me so long to write, I'm practically balding!

(End of this chapter)