Wizard, I have a game board.

Chapter 208 The Heartbeat That Stirs the Energy of the Abyss
After a while, seeing that there was still no response from the others, Francis glanced at Gerald who was looking up at the sky, pretending to be distracted.

"Then please ask Speaker Francis to first tell us how to change it and the reasons for the change." Gerald sighed and said reluctantly: "If your new plan is reasonable, it is not impossible to consider it."

To be honest, he was not very willing to change the contribution value system. It would not only affect his own interests, but also the interests of other speakers and even members of parliament.

It is easy to remove the contribution value limit. After those third- and fourth-ring wizards become fourth-, fifth-, or even sixth-ring wizards, will they really be willing to be outside the decision-making level?
Currently, the strongest fighters in the Wizarding Union are only Francis and a few other six-ring warriors, and the road to the seventh ring has not yet begun to be explored.

If a new wizard reaches the sixth ring before reaching the seventh ring among them, would he be willing to work hard to make various contributions to accumulate contribution points, or rely on his strength to force the alliance to grant him the corresponding status?

An imperfect system will bring about absolute instability, and they have experienced this and are deeply aware of it.

Logically speaking, Francis's understanding should be the most profound. After all, he had killed several fourth-ring wizards because of those messy things.

He really couldn't understand why this person would be the first to break a system that must be absolutely stable.

"Have you ever thought about a question?"

Francis looked around at everyone and said slowly: "Chairman Lor once said, 'From now on, the wizarding world has become its vassal.', 'We will also stand beside it and become one of the strange lives that follow it.', 'Or in other words, become one of its slaves.'"

"How many fourth-, fifth-, or even sixth-level lives do you think one of the last two sentences refers to?"

"If our plan goes well, then the Mechanical Wizard or the Abyss Wizard will fight the Silver Wolf. Who will deal with the other lives?"

After saying that, he gave Lor a look, indicating that it was time to show his cards.

"If there are no more than thirty level six beings, I think we should be able to handle them then."

However, before Lor could speak, Theo, the Lightning Speaker, spoke first: "It is not a problem for a bloodline wizard to fight two alone. Our single element wizards plus a dozen fourth-ring assists can even hold back three of the same level."

"And I think you know better than me how powerful a multi-element wizard is."

There are still more than two thousand years to go, and he believes that at least half of the people present here will be able to achieve six rings.

Fifteen six-ring beings can definitely defeat life forms of the same level with instinctive systems that are twice as powerful as them.

"咚咚-"

As soon as Theo finished speaking, Lor knocked on the desk, drawing everyone's attention to himself, and then said, "Everyone, after the players came again, I saw the first clearer future."

"When our plane barrier was opened by the silver wolf, sixty-eight sixth-order beings descended with it, and behind these sixth-order beings, there were nearly ten thousand fourth-order and fifth-order beings."

"There is one more thing I think I need to tell you. Among these fourth, fifth and sixth level beings, only a small half have instinctive cultivation systems. The other half have various strange offensive and defensive methods and tools. They may be much more difficult to fight than demons and gods."

False assumptions are unacceptable. They should be made aware of the cruel reality of the facts. Otherwise, there will be no need to waste time on them.

silence.

Repressed.

Lor's words dampened the enthusiasm of many speakers who were eager to put forward various opinions and insights.

Whether it is the nearly seventy sixth-level or the tens of thousands of fourth- and fifth-level, they are not something they can deal with now, nor in the future.

Is it possible to cancel the contribution value system and allow the third and fourth rings to break through freely?

Neither works!

That's nearly ten thousand fourth and fifth level ones, not nearly ten thousand lambs. Even if other planes are opened up in the future, can the remaining two thousand years really accumulate enough resources to deal with them?

Other speakers noted what Lohr called "the first future."

This word seems to hide a different meaning.

"You don't need to worry."

Lor followed the idea of ​​giving a sweet reward after a blow, and said in a relaxed tone: "Do you think the function of the four-ring energy furnace is just as simple as activating the abyss sun?"

"No, it's not, it can also be used to build war fortresses!"

"The so-called war fortress uses the 456th ring energy furnace as the energy core, carves a bunch of 456th level magic arrays in advance, and then lets the 123rd ring wizards jointly control it to match the enemy's 45th level life."

"In fact, to put it bluntly, it is just an expansion of the spaceship magic array system. It is not new. I believe everyone can easily understand it, right?"

At this point, he had basically revealed all of his plans for Silver Wolf.

Only by following the path he set and everything goes well, will the Wizarding Union have a chance to turn the tables under the oppression of the Silver Wolf.

As for running away with the plane, he now has a new worry in his heart.

That is, do the plane origin and plane will that he had guessed before based on the sequence panel really exist?
Will shifting planes have any adverse effects?

The other impacts were not a big deal. His only worry was that the path to achieving the Seven Rings in the future might be cut off because of his current mess, and that would be completely ruined.

Based on what he had seen in his previous life, the only thing he could be sure of was that his set of skills could really move planes. The thousands of strange planes piled up outside the wizard plane group at that time were clear proof of this. As for the other things, they were all unknown.

There was no way. After all, the level of players when he traveled through time in his previous life was too low, and there was no information about this on the forum.

"War Fortress?!"

“So there’s this trick.”

"It seems that we are not hopeless."

"Chairman Lor is really amazing. I guess he had already planned this step when he proposed the energy furnace concept?"

The big picture that Lor painted made the speakers, who had just been in a depressed mood, feel relieved. The atmosphere in the meeting room became much more lively, and everyone looked at him with more admiration and envy.

The ability to foresee the future, coupled with rational planning, is enough to change everything.

"Speaker Lor, I have two questions. Could you answer them?" When the atmosphere in the meeting room calmed down a little, Earth Speaker Payton suddenly spoke.

"Excuse me." Lor raised his hand.

"My first question is that I just heard you say the first future. Does that mean that in addition to the first future, you can also see the second, third, or even more futures?"

Payton said, "The second question is, if the war fortress can really be realized, the reaction of the three-ring wizard should not be able to keep up with the five-ring wizard, right?"

"And without the power of origin, even if they control the sixth-level war fortress, can they really gain an advantage against the fourth or fifth-level enemies?"

His question went straight to the point, and if Lore could give a suitable answer and solution, today's agenda would be approved by all the speakers.

As for what to do against the sixth-level enemy, he didn't ask because it was obvious.

"Yes, I have seen thousands of different futures besides the first one."

Luo Er nodded. "But the other futures are all blurry. I can only see some distorted images that make no sense."

He didn't lie about this. Many images of the future did appear in the long river of time, and he could see those distorted images. Unfortunately, he couldn't understand them, which made their existence meaningless.

"As for the second doubt, the purpose of creating a war fortress is to delay the fourth and fifth level enemies, not to take advantage of them."

Luo Er continued, "As long as there is a three-ring mechanical wizard in the war fortress command room to dispatch, there is no need to worry about the response problem. The foreseeable future has given me the correct answer."

"Does anyone have any questions? If not, then let's vote."

"I agree."

"Seconded."

"Just cancel the promotion restrictions."

"I also."

One by one, the speakers voted in favor. The plan proposed by Lore was indeed the only path to victory, and they could not find a better solution.

Finally, everyone finished voting, and the first issue was passed unanimously with a vote of 32 to 0.

"Okay, let's discuss the second topic next." Francis said slowly, "Regarding how the threshold for the promotion mechanism for members of parliament and the speaker should be set, you can share your ideas."

Compared with the depressing first topic, the speakers were much more active in the second topic.

Some people have suggested raising the threshold and being more cautious in recruiting wizards into the core decision-making level in the future.

Someone suggested lowering the threshold to prevent latecomers from having bad intentions and causing other troubles. Now the most important thing for the Wizarding Union is unity, as we are all in this together.

Others suggested that everything should remain unchanged, which would be the fairest and most reasonable.

Some even proposed lowering the requirements for absorbing the powerful six rings, and raising the requirements for the weaker ones.

In short, there are all kinds of opinions, and they all seem to make sense.

Therefore, the discussion on the second topic lasted for three full days.

Finally, the proposal to lower the requirements for the absorption of the powerful six rings and raise them for the weaker ones won by 11 votes.

Since then, the development of the Wizarding Union has entered the next turning point.

November 1300, 1 of the Wizarding Calendar.

In the once-in-a-century Grand Council, when Francis announced both topics of the Small Council and obtained unanimous approval from the Speakers, it caused an uproar among the members and honorary members.

Puzzle and confusion lingered in the minds of the congressmen, and they couldn't figure it out.

Logically speaking, the person who suffered the most in this issue would definitely be the Speaker, but they just pushed through the issue, suppressing all the members of parliament so much that they had no choice but to accept it.

This is mainly because Francis did not tell the lawmakers why he did this.

Again, not necessary for now.

The only way to know about this is if you become the Speaker of the House, or the time has come when it has to be announced.

November 1311, 7 of the Wizarding Calendar.

The fifteenth level of the abyss, in the top-floor laboratory of a black abyss wizard tower.

"The 1,237th fusion. I hope it will be successful this time." Sanchez opened the potion bottle in his hand, gently shook the blood potion that was a bit enchantingly red, and then poured it into his mouth without any hesitation.

Since the first time he swallowed the Abyss Blood Demon Potion, he would swallow it again every one and a half months or so.

To date, I have taken it a total of 1,236 times, and all failed.

The endless pain did not knock him down, but instead made him accustomed to it.

"Humph--"

The blood demon potion merged into his blood, causing him to snort in contempt and close his eyes. There was no sign of anything unusual happening in his body.

However, the uncontrollable trembling of his hands seemed to prove that he was not as calm as he appeared.

one day.
Ten days
When the clock at the end of the laboratory ticked 293 times, Sanchez suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes and shouted, "Fuse me!"

"Boom-boom-boom-boom--"

The sound of the heartbeats grew from faint to loud, and before anyone knew it, it passed through the magic circle outside the laboratory and spread out in all directions.

The ninety-ninth floor of the Abyss Wizard Tower.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

A middle-aged wizard in a black wizard robe raised his head and looked above his head with some confusion.

He seemed to hear a faint heartbeat?

But there was only that madman up there, and he was probably still running the magic circle to fuse the blood demon's bloodline. How could there be a heartbeat that could penetrate the magic circle?
"Boom-thump-thump-"

Before he could wonder for long, his heartbeat became louder and louder.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged wizard frowned and was about to say something, but before he could finish his words, he was horrified to find that his merged Eye Demon bloodline was in turmoil and seemed to be out of control.

Between his eyebrows, a strange eyeball suddenly appeared and continued to spread downwards, as if to cover his entire face.

"This heartbeat sounds strange. Could it be that the madman succeeded?"

The middle-aged wizard's mind raced, and he immediately thought of an unlikely possibility. He then shook his head and said, "Forget it. Let's ignore all of this for now. Let's notify everyone to quickly evacuate the Abyss Wizard Tower and stay away from here."

He forcibly suppressed the raging of his blood, took out the mainland communicator, and sent an emergency evacuation notice to all the wizards in the wizard tower.

After hesitating for a moment, he still did not activate the emergency communication to contact Speaker Francis. Instead, he opened the door of the laboratory and ran to the bottom of the wizard tower.

How could a madman become a true abyss wizard?

Wisdom is the only ladder for wizards to progress.

There must be a way to reduce the pain of blood fusion. As long as he finds the way, he will be able to find the right path.

As for not finding it.
That would only prove that Speaker Lor's conjecture about the five blood fusions was wrong. In any case, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to persist through five blood fusions that were fruitless and extremely painful.

"Dong dong - dong dong -"

The heartbeat became faster and faster, more and more intense, as if it was attracting the energy of the abyss, following the ups and downs of the heartbeat and transmitting it to a farther distance.

(End of this chapter)