Wizards begin with Occlumency.

Chapter 322 In a Fog

resurrection?

Another move?

Link was truly shocked.

Upon careful consideration, he realized that his most unique feature was the pay-to-win gacha system.

With the saint's abilities, Link believed that creating such a system should not be too difficult.

But he had a gut feeling that his lousy system was unlikely to be a backup plan for the resurrected Saint of Nostrodam.

I can't explain why, it's just a simple intuition.

Moreover, Link has another suspect.

That was the ball lightning that helped Iris Clark complete the first test, the one that helped the "small world" begin the chapter of organic life evolution.

Thunder symbolizes rebirth.

Resurrection is, in fact, a kind of rebirth!

Is it possible that when the Saint of Nostrodam is truly resurrected, he will borrow some power from the real "small world"?

These were just thoughts that flashed through Link's mind.

He didn't show it on his face, but calmly asked, "Dean, I don't understand anything about the Saint's resurrection contingency plan. I just want to know if helping Ms. Lissandra out of her current situation will have any negative impact on me."

Now is not the time to be shy; we must get to the bottom of things.

Otherwise, if you act rashly and leave behind any potential problems that could have been avoided, it will be too late to regret it.

"Won't."

Dean Forrest first gave a confident answer, then frowned and said, "It is possible to activate the resurrection of Saint Nostrodam as a backup plan."

"What impact will it have on me after activation?"

A complex look flashed in Link's eyes, and he asked again bluntly.

This is extremely important and must be asked more clearly.

Dean Forrest thought about it carefully for a long time before saying:

"The conditions for the Saint of Nostrodam to be resurrected are extremely demanding."

Although I don't know exactly what the conditions are, there is one thing I'm sure of.

That means the saint will not resurrect you, nor will he take away your life or sanity.

The life form of a saint is something that even I, let alone you, cannot bear.

If that were done, the one resurrected would not be a saint, but merely a level three wizard or a level six sage with the insight of a saint.

For the Saint of Nostrodam, it was the worst possible choice.

As he spoke, Dean Forrest seemed to realize something and guessed:

"I suspect that the likely tactic is to use you to send this bone fragment somewhere."

For example, the trials of a special ruined world, or the parallel universe behind that special ruined world.

After listening quietly, Link sensed that Dean Forrest was also unsure about this matter.

Ultimately, it's because the saints are at a much higher level.

Even though Dean Forrest is a peak level six sage who can be promoted to great sage at any time, and has grandparents who are level eight great sages, and has a family tradition of learning, he still cannot fathom even a fraction of what the saint is thinking.

Especially the elaborate scheme of the mystical wizard Nostrodam, renowned for his prophecies.

After thinking it over, Link decided to keep quiet and wait for Dean Forrest's instructions.

In any case, Link doesn't have the initiative today.

All actions must be carried out under orders.

"Let's put aside our backup plans for now and save people first."

Dean Forrest took another long time to consider the matter, reviewing all the information before making this decision.

"Yes, Dean."

Link immediately agreed and asked, "How do I do it?"

Dean Forrest pointed to the withered bone fragment and said, "I will cut this thread in a moment. All you have to do is put this bone fragment into your 'little world' the instant it is cut."

"clear."

This operation is not complicated.

The only challenge is timing.

The only potential problem is whether any abnormalities will occur after the bone fragments enter the real "small world".

"Don't worry, it won't have any impact on you or your 'little world'."

Dean Forrest seemed to sense Link's worries and reassured him, "Even if the resurrection of the Saint of Nostrodam is activated, it's very likely not a bad thing. You might even benefit from it."

"Uh-huh."

Link nodded without saying anything.

That's the basic principle, and Link understands it too.

But understanding the principles doesn't mean you won't worry.

"Ready, we're about to begin."

Seeing this, Dean Forrest didn't say anything more, but offered a reminder.

Link took a deep breath and spoke with Flandre.

Having confirmed that the passage between the real "small world" currently destroying the world and the small world in the sea of ​​consciousness was completely closed, and that other connections between the two were also temporarily severed, he gestured to Dean Forrest.

"Ready!"

Dean Forrest extended his right index and middle fingers, forming a sword shape, and slashed at the barely perceptible thread between the withered bone fragment and Lady Lissandra's brow. "Stop!"

No sooner said than done.

The moment the thread was severed, Link absorbed the withered bone fragments into the real "mini-world".

Without even reporting to Dean Forrest, Link immediately closed his eyes, concentrated all his mental energy and attention, and sealed off the real "small world," severing the connection between the real "small world" and the small world in his sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as the withered bone fragments entered the real "small world," the ongoing cataclysm seemed to be paused, suddenly slowing down and coming to a standstill.

The raging fires that had almost engulfed the entire planet were pressed tightly against the ground by an invisible force.

The entire sky over the planet began to be covered with dark clouds in an instant.

Crackle, crackle.

Tiny arcs of electricity were generated by friction between the clouds.

The electric arc continued to accumulate, forming lightning.

The spherical lightning bolts grew larger and larger, held back until they were almost half the size of a moon.

With heavenly thunder above and earthly fire below, bone fragments, their withered yellow hue replaced by a smooth, white appearance, lay horizontally in the middle.

The bone fragments were the smallest in size, yet the aura they emitted overwhelmed both heavenly thunder and earthly fire.

There is an underlying domineering aura that suggests he is the only one worthy of respect in the world.

At this moment, the bone fragments no longer felt like just bone fragments to Link.

He seemed to see the figure of a supremely powerful being who had reached the end of the great road, lonely and desolate, standing alone through the ages.

The figure had its back to Link and never turned around.

"Ugh!"

A sigh was heard.

The thunderclap quietly dissipated, and the dark clouds seemed to have never appeared.

The subterranean fire no longer lay prostrate on the ground, reverting to its previous world-destroying state.

The whereabouts of Bai Run Gu Pian are unknown.

Everything that had happened before seemed like a dream.

Link couldn't quite understand what was going on, and he had many questions in his mind.

Opening his eyes, Link met Dean Forrest's probing gaze, opened his mouth, and wanted to describe the scene that had occurred in the real "small world".

Hopefully, we can get some explanation from Dean Forrest.

However, even though he opened his mouth, he couldn't utter the words he wanted to say.

There was no sense of crisis that would lead to death if spoken aloud.

It's simply impossible to describe what happened earlier, especially that figure and that sigh.

"You don't need to try anymore. The will of the wizarding world forbids you from saying anything, and you simply can't say it anyway."

Upon seeing this, Dean Forrest quickly guessed the reason for Link's condition.

"The will of the wizarding world?"

Link was puzzled.

Isn't this a follow-up to the resurrection of the Saint of Nostrodam?

Why are we bringing up the will of the Wizarding World again?

"You're not at the point where you need to know these secrets. You just need to know that this is for your own good."

Dean Forrest explained, "Knowing many things can be a burden and detrimental to your future development."

"Okay, thank you for reminding me, Dean."

Upon hearing this, Link immediately abandoned his desire to delve deeper into this matter.

Listen to advice, and you'll have a full meal.

In particular, you must heed Dean Forrest's advice.

"Keep your current mindset, and you will achieve great things."

Dean Forrest smiled with satisfaction. "I've always had high hopes for you. Hmm..."

After a pause, Dean Forrest continued:

"We've put in a lot of effort and risked things for you this time, so we can't let you go home empty-handed."

In this way, the main force unit you applied for will be expanded to 80 people.

The academy will then equip you with all the warships and magical artifacts of an entire interstellar fleet, according to the top-tier standards of a Sage-level Legion's main force.

Also, once Lissandra wakes up, I'll have her personally prepare a thank-you gift.

"It would be impolite to refuse the dean's kindness, so I will not stand on ceremony and will accept it directly."

Link didn't know what it meant to be modest, or to be shy or embarrassed. After hearing the dean's words, he immediately expressed his acceptance.

"hehe……"

Dean Forrest smiled. "There's no need to be so polite. You deserve it."

As if just remembering, Dean Forrest added, "Oh, right, before the Supreme Council's selection begins, why don't you go to a cultivation realm? A sage-level one, to help you comprehend the rules."

"Thank you, Dean!"

Link immediately expressed his heartfelt gratitude.

Although he had just been promoted to a third-level wizard, what he needed to improve was not third-circle wizardry, but fourth-circle wizardry, which involved rules.

Not only is the real "small world" destroying the world, it also contains a missing bone fragment that may be one of the tools used by the resurrected Saint of Nostrodam. Link dares not use the special connection between the small world in his sea of ​​consciousness and the real "small world" to comprehend the rules in the near future.

Being able to go to a Sage-level training realm can quickly help Link make up for his deficiencies.

This time, Link took a great risk by working for Dean Forrest.

Such a reward is only natural, but we also need to thank Dean Forrest.

Not every person in a position of power is this generous.

At this moment, Ms. Lissandra, no longer affected by the bone fragments, slowly woke up.

A fleeting look of confusion crossed Ms. Lisandra's eyes as she quickly recalled what had happened that day.

"You old bastard! Damn it!"

He angrily blurted out a curse.

Ms. Lissandra floated up, furious, seemingly wanting to rush over and fight the Great Sage Michelle, who had schemed against her, to the death.

Link remained unmoved.

Dean Forrest watched silently with a cold smile on his lips.

Why didn't you stop me?

Glancing at Link, who was trying his best to make himself inconspicuous, Lissandra glared at her younger brother and gritted her teeth, saying angrily, "Are you just going to sit by and watch your sister go to her death?"

"You know you're going to your death?"

Forrest retorted coldly, "Since you know this, and still want to do something foolish, why should I try to stop you?"

"you……"

Lissandra was momentarily speechless.

"What about me?"

Forrest's smirk deepened. "Didn't I warn you not to meet with the Great Sage Michelle alone? Did you heed my advice?"

"snort!"

Lissandra was speechless and could only let out a cold snort to show her dissatisfaction.

"Alright, what's done is done."

Forrest then waved his hand, "Great Sage Michel didn't really mean to do anything to you, he was just using you to give me a warning."

Before Lissandra could speak, Forrest changed the subject:

"Link Grande played a significant role in helping you get rid of the methods used by the great sage Michelle this time."

Without his help, I would have had to ask my grandparents for help.

In this way, it might be possible for the great sage Michel to discover some details about his grandfather or grandmother.

Therefore, from any perspective, you should thank Link Grand and give him a token of gratitude.

Link remained silent, as if he were a wooden statue.

Lissandra glanced at Link indifferently, said nothing, and then vanished in an instant.

Upon seeing this, Forrest chuckled a few times.

His second sister is a typical example of someone who is obsessed with saving face.

"Don't resist."

Dean Forrest gave a command and unleashed his power, instantly bringing Link to the outside of Link's villa.

"Just wait, her thank-you gift will be delivered to her door soon."

Dispersing the power of spatial teleportation, Dean Forrest said, "Contact me anytime if there are any new developments."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dean Forrest disappeared.

Link stood outside the door for a while before returning to the villa.

He went straight up to the second floor and entered the study. Link reflected on what had happened earlier, his thoughts swirling in the background.

One thing must be admitted: Dean Forrest treated him well and was quite honest with him, without deceiving him, at most with some concealment.

That's normal.

However, Link's thirst for power was further fueled by this stimulation.

After letting his thoughts wander freely for a while, relieving some of his psychological pressure, Link finally gathered his thoughts and got back to work.

Link took out his personal smart device and first checked Jasmine's reply.

The delegation sent to Shadow City has encountered some difficulties and will need several more days to complete its mission.

Jasmine won't be back anytime soon.

Link thought for a moment, then left her a message, telling her that he was about to go to a cultivation secret realm and didn't know how long he would stay.

Afterwards, Link told Sandra, Lanny, and Tiffany about the temporary itinerary and the change in the main force to be expanded to 80 people.

They were asked to continue coordinating with the academy regarding the preparations for the main group while they were in their cultivation retreat and Jasmine was not back at the academy headquarters.

After receiving a positive reply, Link did not delay and contacted the academy directly to apply for entry into the Sage-level training realm.

This was something Dean Forrest had promised.

The college responded quickly.

Less than ten minutes later, the vehicle that would take Link to the secret location via a special portal stopped outside the villa.

After some effort, Link appeared outside the Sage-level cultivation realm.

Rosenthal, a level six sage who had been waiting to die in several secret cultivation realms, recognized Link at a glance.

He also discovered that his initial attack had left no trace on Link.

A sense of curiosity arose within me, and I murmured to myself:

"This little guy is really interesting!"

(End of this chapter)