Academic gathering with Lich colleagues

With the force of a landslide, Nezod charged toward the Nameless.

Wuming raised his hand.

"Wait a minute, I still have something to get."

Nezod stopped obediently, his stone eyes flashing coldly. "Do you have similar powerful items?"

"In a sense, the next one is a magical artifact for me."

As he listened to the nameless explanation, Nezod found his enormous body trembling.

"What? A divine artifact!"

Wuming pulled out a small booklet, a very ordinary-looking booklet.

"The user manual for the simulated galaxy."

Chapter 408 The Situation Reversed

"Stasis, let go! Let me down! Let me down and kill that kid!"

In the Andrei stands, Mr. Gravity clung tightly to the railing in front of him, his face trembling. Mr. Stasis held his lower body and cast a localized freezing spell on Gravity's body.

"Gravity, prioritize the bigger picture. The match has already begun, and interfering with the game is a serious violation."

"The competition? I'm not playing anymore! Get me out of here and clean house!!!"

The commotion at the Advanced Magic Research Society quickly drew the attention of most people in Andrei.

Lyle was in a daze as he looked at the lich standing in the arena, holding a book in his left hand and stroking his chin with his right, engrossed in reading the instruction manual.

"Sir, if I understand correctly, this nameless gentleman..."

"They're probably leveling up their skills on the spot."

“…What a talent.” In Lyle’s eyes, the composed figure was still turning the pages of the book, completely disregarding Nezod, the Platinum King, in full view of everyone. “That’s probably a talent in itself.”

In the area where the Advanced Magic Research Society was located, Mr. Gravity's mania had been quelled by his colleagues. He squatted on his seat, his eyes vacant, staring blankly at the stands directly opposite the arena, muttering incoherently as if he had lost his soul.

"I was so stupid, so very stupid..."

“I knew perfectly well that when I had him practice simulating galaxies, he just casually asked for an instruction manual.”

“I knew he wouldn’t be very interested, so I deliberately gave him the simulated galaxy two weeks in advance.”

"Two weeks... I think that in two weeks, even if Wuming has no responsibility, he should be able to master the operation of the simulated galaxy."

"I was too naive..."

"That kid... he never even opened that instruction manual!!!"

Hearing Mr. Gravity's howl, several liches sitting in the back row nervously poked their heads out.

"So, Mr. Gravity, your Advanced Magic Research Society is going to lose?!"

Seeing the liches' anxious expressions, Gravity displayed the liches' deadly eloquence.

"He's doomed, beyond saving." Mr. Gravity twirled grains of sand and dust from the stone platform. The tiny fragments floated in his hand, like a small asteroid with a halo. "If last-minute cramming worked, why would we need to study regularly? That Nameless kid is doomed. The magical constructs I designed, simulating celestial bodies, aren't things that can be manipulated casually. Brat, why didn't you put in more effort beforehand? Now look what's happened; he probably can't even deploy a galaxy."

"A galaxy unfolding? What's that like?"

After all, it was his own proud creation, and Gravity was quite happy to explain and show it off to others.

"A simulated galaxy is actually a magical artifact created by simulating the motion of celestial bodies. Once deployed, the caster is identified as a star, and the planets revolve around the caster, becoming part of the gravitational array. The deployment of the galaxy is a prerequisite for simulating stars to carry out a series of subsequent spellcasting evolutions. Without mastering this first step, those simulated forms are just spheres. However, for some lazy people, this step can take weeks."

Death Star snapped his fingers, extending them over the railing and pointing towards the center of the arena.

"Is that what you mean by the galaxy unfolding that will take several weeks?"

In the center of the field.

Wuming stood still, his left hand still holding the booklet, his eyes fixed on it thoughtfully, while his right hand danced in the air.

As droplets of magic, like dewdrops, drifted from his hands, simulated planets swirled around him, moving away and creating a domain covered in dark blue dust.

The stars have returned to their positions, and the galaxy has unfolded.

Wuming raised an eyebrow as he watched the nine stars begin to rotate counterclockwise with his touch.

"It's a bit harder than I expected. No wonder it's a toy from the Gravity Master."

A nine-layered magic array composed of nine stars spreads out into a star field with Wuming at its center.

Gravity in the stands stood up, gritting his teeth as he suppressed the ever-growing smirk on his face.

"What a genius! This guy Wuming is completely useless except for his talent."

"However, to be able to establish oneself in the Advanced Magic Research Society based solely on talent... truly worthy of being my apprentice."

The previously dejected Mr. Gravity suddenly changed his demeanor, standing on the stands with a look of satisfaction on his face, looking at Nameless with a smile, occasionally offering a few comments.

Electromagnetic rolled its eyes. "The Nameless One merely unfolded a star field, which is equivalent to turning on the switch of a magical artifact."

"Don't get too excited, Gravity, we're still far from victory."

Mr. Gravity, who had just been exuding an aura of "I'm useless," revealed an arrogant smile, crossed his arms, and answered his colleague.

"No, the outcome is already decided. When Wuming deployed the simulated star field, the match was already over."

"Just you wait and see."

Nezod's gaze grew even more solemn as he looked at the vast expanse of starfield that had been transformed.

Was this guy playing dumb? He claimed he wasn't familiar with that item, but he instantly created a barrier. Luckily, I'm heavy and reacted a bit slowly, otherwise I would have fallen for his trick!

High quality definitely has its advantages!

Nezod pinched his platinum head, looking at the large mass of dark matter covered in luminous dust, and felt an even heavier, invisible pressure.

How can I defeat him?

Nezod made his own probe as the star drifted right in front of him.

A full-force Platinum Punch, and the iron stone and the small planet collided.

Those black substances are produced by these spheres, so all we need to do is destroy these pivot points!

As Mr. Gravity watched the Platinum Stone Monster's heavy punch land on the simulated star he had created using dark matter, a twisted smile appeared on his face.

"The moment you attacked, I knew the outcome was already decided."

The fist and the ball collided.

Then there is no more then.

The simulated planet did not shatter, and Nezod's stone fist remained undamaged.

Nezod rubbed his stone head with his other hand, somewhat puzzled.

"Did I not use enough strength? Then let's do it again."

After saying that, Nezod tried to pull his fist back, but... his fist got stuck.

His fist and the sphere were like a single unit, without any trace of separation.

To make matters worse, the planet was still slowly rotating around the nameless creature, its speed unaffected, even with a several-ton stone monster stuck to it.

Nezod was slowly moved along by that small ball.

"Planetary gravity, although it is only a simulation of celestial bodies, is not something that just anyone can resist. You don't have the ability to shatter a planet, so you won't have the power to break free from gravity, Stone Monster."

Mr. Gravity looked at his student and smiled.

"Fortunately, when designing the simulated galaxy, we considered user-friendly operation and automated defense."

Chapter 409 Celestial Divination

A towering, grotesque platinum giant, five or six meters tall, was grimacing as he dragged his body. His object of struggle was a smooth, round sphere about fifty centimeters in diameter, which moved as slowly as an old man.

But as the sphere revolved and strolled, it also affected the tall stone monster behind it, creating a comical scene.

Nameless paid no attention to his opponent, continuing to study the instruction manual, even though Nezod had already struggled to orbit him once.

The liches in Andrei's stands had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and they stood up one by one, shouting loudly.

"Move!"

"Move faster!!!"

"Hurry up and finish the match!!!"

no respond.

Enraged by the nameless man's indifference, the liches rushed to the front, ready to attack, but then slumped against the protective barrier constructed of hellish power. Andrei's enforcers immediately intervened, tossing the unruly liches back to their seats, while the leaders hung their flags on the poles to keep the gentlemen company.

Mr. Gravity leaned back calmly in his seat, mocking the impatient liches. After the expansion of the star system, Gravity, maintaining complete confidence in his work, showed great tolerance towards his students.

"We're going to win anyway, so what's wrong with letting that kid play a little longer? That stone monster will never break free from the gravitational pull; it's just meat and stone on a chopping board."

"Heh, unless Nameless takes the initiative to break free from gravity..."

After trying three laps, Nezod realized the seriousness of the situation, so the goofy stone golem looked at his opponent.

"Um, Mr. Anonymous, could you please stop the ball from sticking to me? It's making it harder for me to play like this."

In the stands, Gravity chuckled coldly, "What a blockhead! This is a competition, are you begging for your opponent's mercy? Fool, we are the ruthless liches..."

“Alright, I’ll help you break free from the gravitational pull.” The nameless voice made Mr. Gravity speechless for a moment.

"..."

At Nezod's request, the Nameless One quickly released the simulated planet's gravity. In an instant, the dust particles floating around the sphere and the planet itself lost their color, resembling an ugly, desolate star devoid of life. However, that dim color lasted only a moment; after Nezod's stone fist moved away, the simulated planet regained its brilliance.

The battle has returned to its initial stage, with the Platinum Stone Golem Nezod facing the Nameless Starfield.

A buzzing sound, like an electric drill, emanated from Nezord's body—the grotesque groan of shame arising from the intense emotional turmoil within its core. Nezord looked up again, gazing at the nameless one.

“Mr. Nameless, I appreciate your leniency, but a battle is a battle, and I will not hold back from now on!”

Wuming laughed it off, not taking it to heart. "Don't worry about it, I also need to familiarize myself with the 'remove gravity' operation."