Wizard, I have a game board.

Chapter 275 The Players' Eleventh Arrival

"Dream Value is not important."

Lor shook his head and said slowly, "If everyone really wants to repay, they can do so after the trials are over."

"As for now, I only hope that they achieve one goal, which is to enable you all to use the help of the Second World to quickly research the path to the Seventh Ring."

"Given the Wizarding Alliance's current situation, it's not wise to waste research time just to earn Dream Points, is it?"

At this point, Lor paused slightly, looked around, and said slowly and deliberately, "Gentlemen, the road ahead for the Wizard Alliance is extremely difficult, just like a jungle full of thorns."

"Only by giving our all can we possibly get out of this."

He was genuinely worried that 'some' guys would be blinded by the prosperity of the Second World and become complacent.

Since it was inconvenient to give individual pointers, he could only emphasize it to everyone repeatedly.

As soon as Lor finished speaking, the speakers, who had been wearing slight smiles, became much more serious.

Indeed, their biggest goal now is to successfully overcome the difficulties after the opening and closing of the trial grounds.

When the Trial Grounds open, at least one of the four—Lor, Sanchez, Vincentia, and Domenico—must become a sixth-ring member in order to barely protect the Wizarding Plane.

Once the trials are over, at least a few people will need to break through to the seventh ring before they can barely face the gaze of a large civilization.

As for the top-tier large civilizations, they believed that unless Lor broke through to the seventh ring, they simply wouldn't be able to deal with him.

Therefore, based on the discussion at the Grand Council, as long as Lor could not guarantee that he could break through to the seventh ring by the end of the trial, he would not compete for the Law Value. He would consider it a victory to protect the Wizard Plane from being lost, so as to avoid being targeted by top-level large civilizations after the trial.

Lor's words about the difficult road ahead were absolutely true.

"Don't worry, I believe no one will let this interfere with their business." Francis's gaze swept over Sanchez, Codd, and several other unreliable guys, as if giving a pointed reminder.

“Yes, definitely not.” Cod nodded repeatedly.

“Yes, yes,” Sanchez agreed.

"I second that," Gerald quickly followed up.

"Ah."

“Okay, I’ll have Kateya bring these Second World entry tokens to you later.”

Lor breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Francis, saying, "Speaker Francis, I have discovered a civilization in the Second World whose cultivation path is very compatible with your life system."

"If you're interested, you can pay close attention to it."

"That civilization is a top-tier large-scale civilization, very famous in the Second World, called the Life Civilization."

“Okay, I’ll be careful.” Francis nodded seriously.

“I’ve finished my business. Now, let’s talk about the Wizarding Alliance’s development over the past century, the current situation of its vassal races, and our research on the Seventh Ring Road.” Lor relinquished control of the council.

"Let me first talk about the development over the past century and the current situation of dependent ethnic groups."

Francis continued, "Ernie and his team still haven't made any breakthroughs in their research on the six-ring energy furnace."

"Seventeen new members of parliament have been added, namely..."

"Thirty-five new fourth-ring wizards and ten new fifth-ring wizards have been added."

"The vassal tribes are all very obedient, and their output of auxiliary materials has not decreased, such as the output of the Yinhua tribe over the past hundred years."

Overall

Following this, the speakers offered various suggestions based on the actual situation and made minor adjustments to the future development strategy. The small council meeting lasted for another hour before it ended.

Lor disconnected the conference room link and instead initiated a communication connection with Kateya.

One second later, the communication was established, and a light screen appeared.

"Greetings, Your Excellency Lor." In the light screen, Kateya bowed and a slight smile appeared on her face.

Lord Lor is so diligent in his cultivation that even she would find it difficult to meet him through the mainland communication device even once in a hundred years.

Now that I've seen it, it's hard not to be happy.

"Hmm." Lor nodded with a smile, then casually asked, "How's that Bruno descendant doing? Has he broken through to the third ring yet?"

A hundred years ago, Bruno's descendants, relying on the favor they had done for him, asked him to help them move to an outer area to accumulate magic crystals in order to have a chance to break through to the fourth ring.

He made a direct promise that there would be an ample supply of cultivation magic crystals, and even asked Cooper to help design element analysis problems.

A century has passed since then, and he's quite curious whether that little guy has broken through to the third ring now.

If there's no breakthrough, I might need to use some divine power crystals to help, otherwise the speed of growth to the third ring limit will be too slow, and there won't be time to do analytical problems.

If you're going to help someone, you should go all the way to the Western Paradise; the debts you owed must eventually be repaid in full.

"It has been broken through."

Kateya replied, "Now he spends about half of his time each day studying element analysis problems and the other half meditating."

"According to him, things seem to be going very well."

"That's fine."

Lor nodded and got down to business: "Come to my study. I just bought sixty entry tokens in the Second World."

"Fifty-one of them are for the fifty-one speakers, and seven are for you, your mentor, and Lewandowski."

"The remaining two will be added to the internal mission list as rewards for becoming a fourth-ring space wizard on their own."

"Yes, thank you, Lord Lor. I'm coming right away." Kateya's face lit up with surprise, and she quickly flew out of the laboratory.

As Lord Lor's assistant, she naturally knew about the Second World.

I originally thought I would never have a chance to obtain it in this lifetime, after all, only Lord Lor had it in the entire alliance before.

Even if she were to receive a new one later, it would certainly be given to the other speakers first. Who would have thought that she would be able to receive one in just a short century?

It wasn't just her; wizards like Agular and Lord Lor's five students also received it, which further convinced her of Lord Lor's omnipotence.

As long as Lord Lor is present, the Trial Grounds will absolutely not be able to cause the slightest damage to the Wizard Alliance.

Half an hour later.

Fifteen layers into the abyss, inside a large laboratory on the top floor of a black abyss wizard tower.

Sanchez looked at the wizard robes that had evolved from his Second World Entry Certificate and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

In the ten minutes prior, he had already figured out the usage and function of the Second World, and incidentally also received a 0.3 Law Value reward in the special game "Bloodline".

Without a doubt, compared to using the mainland communicator to reflect both the Wizarding World and the Abyss World, achieving outstanding results in various games in the Second World would be far more dazzling.

If Lor and Francis hadn't repeatedly warned him beforehand, he would never have been able to come out so quickly.

“I’ll cultivate first.” Sanchez took a deep breath and made up his mind: “Only when I’ve mutated to the first stage, no, the tenth stage of my bloodline foundation can I enter the Second World to rest. Bah, to earn a day’s worth of Dream Points.”

The process of an Abyss Wizard breaking through to the sixth rank is roughly the same as that of an ordinary bloodline Wizard. They must unify the various bloodlines fused within their bodies, regulate their transformation, and fully unleash the potential of their true bloodline form.

The only difference is that the bloodlines fused by ordinary bloodline wizards are mostly of the same lineage and have a clear order of strength. As long as the strongest one or two bloodlines are dealt with, the other bloodlines can easily mutate.

While not easy, it wasn't too difficult either; usually, fusion could be successfully completed after altering one hundred to five hundred segments of the bloodline foundation. However, the Abyss Wizard fused with five naturally compatible demonic bloodlines, making him terrifyingly powerful, and the difficulty of alteration was also frighteningly high.

According to his estimate, he would need to mutate at least tens of thousands of bloodline foundations to break through to the sixth rank, which would be extremely troublesome and complicated.

Another approach is to forcibly mutate the entire system, which has a 50% chance of failure.

The other half may indeed succeed, but because there is no pattern, it may undergo a second mutation at any time, causing its bloodline to collapse. Only by using its original essence to maintain its existence can it survive temporarily.

However, such frequent use of the source will drastically accelerate the damage rate of the source container, and the final result is self-evident.

"I can earn Dream Points for every day I evolve my bloodline foundation to the tenth level. If I can earn a thousand Dream Points, I will have a chance to break through to the sixth ring." Sanchez's eyes were full of longing. He didn't even have the thought of using the continental communicator to see himself. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the evolution of his bloodline foundation.

In the following hour.

The fifty-one chairpersons of the Wizarding Alliance would occasionally extend their senses toward the area below the Wizarding Tower, trying to see if the light barrier had been erected again.

When holding small-scale meetings, the light screen is naturally turned off.

However, the small council meeting has now ended an hour and a half ago.

If Sanchez had only learned how to use the Second World, or even made some small attempts, it should have ended there.

Logically, the light curtain should be erected again.

Judging from the results, it seems...
On the top floor of the Lor Wizard Tower, in the study.

For the third time, Lor paused his comprehension of the scroll depicting the river of time and released his senses towards the area below the wizard's tower.

The light curtain that had always been erected still did not appear.

"Does this guy really not know what's important?" Lor frowned, took out his continental communicator, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not choose to initiate an emergency communication with Sanchez, but instead found Francis's communication number and dialed it.

The next instant, a screen of light unfolded in front of him.

"You came here for that too?" Francis looked at Lor with a wry smile.

Before Lor, many speakers had already come to him for discussions.

"Hmm." Lor nodded. "What do you think he's doing right now?"

“I don’t know, and I don’t want to guess.” Francis shook his head. “But I believe he can tell what’s important, because he is also the Speaker of the Wizarding Alliance.”

In the Wizarding Alliance, the Speaker represents not only honor and power, but also responsibility.

He firmly believes that Sanchez will never abandon his responsibilities to the league for some empty glamour.

“Okay, I trust you. I’m not going to get involved in this anymore.” Lor nodded, hung up the call, and looked at the scroll depicting the river of time on the other side of the desk, immersing himself completely in it.

On the top floor of Francis Wizard Tower, in the study.

"Sanchez, you absolutely mustn't let me down." Francis looked at the continental communicator in his hand, his emotions a complex mix of feelings.

He refused to believe that Sanchez would be tempted, and even vouched for him to the other speakers.

But he really didn't know what the actual situation was.

“The next Grand Council is a hundred years from now, and the Wizarding Alliance can afford to wait that long,” Francis thought to himself. “If you haven’t made any progress by then, Lor and the others will probably give you a profound lesson.”

It's not terrible to take the wrong path, because there are people in the Wizarding Alliance who can help correct it.

But if that guy really goes down the wrong path, he will inevitably be very disappointed.

December 7, 4502 in the Wizarding Calendar.

Located 180 miles south of the Wizard City of Lor, inside a red castle.

"The eleventh server opening time has finally arrived." Tantian, dressed in a red wizard's robe with four rings, suddenly appeared in the bedroom. He took a deep breath and looked at the furnishings in the room, feeling that everything was exceptionally familiar.

He always felt that this world was more real than the real world.

No, both sides are real, but he prefers this place to the reality where he can only unleash one ten-thousandth of his strength.

"I wonder if the Silver Wolves have attacked yet?" He activated his senses and habitually scanned the entire city of Lor Wizard City.

The Wizarding City of Lor remained as prosperous as ever, seemingly unchanged.
"Hmm?" When Tantian's senses touched the Lor Wizard Tower, he suddenly felt as if something was missing.

Everything seems perfectly normal!

"What exactly is missing?" Tan Tian frowned, his senses stuck outside the Lor Wizard Tower, utterly puzzled.

It's really good.
"wrong!"

Tan Tian's eyes widened suddenly. "Where is Speaker Sanchez's projection? According to the plan, wasn't he supposed to cultivate in the Wizarding Plane until he reached the sixth ring?"

"Has he already reached the sixth ring road? Or is it..."

"Gulu——"

Tan Tian swallowed hard, slightly nervously took out his mainland communicator, and started reading the "Announcements" list.

According to his speculation, there are only two possibilities for Speaker Sanchez not being in the wizarding world.

The first possibility is that he has already reached the sixth ring and has gone to the front line to eliminate Silver Wolf.

The second possibility is that the front line suffered a setback, and Speaker Lor failed to hold off the Silver Wolf, forcing Speaker Sanchez to go and help ahead of schedule.

If Speaker Sanchez is absent due to the second reason, then the Wizarding Alliance seems to be in grave danger.

"Huh? The Trial Grounds?" Tan Tian looked nervously at the top of the announcement list, only to see a title that was completely unexpected.

He clicked on the title with trepidation and carefully read through the content.

The dimensional sea, the trials, the top-tier large civilizations, the large civilizations—a whole bunch of random information was overwhelming and completely confused him.

at the same time.

Throughout the Wizarding Dimension, countless players reacted in ways almost identical to those who explored the heavens.

The Second World, a space filled with towering trees.

A white silkworm was idly flipping through the emerald green light screen in front of it, which displayed different civilizations.

These are all civilizations within the Bloodlands, and all fall under its jurisdiction.

I had been resting, trying to shake off the shadow left by the Dream Battlefield in the previous era.

After being awakened by Lor, it felt that it had recovered enough and was too lazy to sleep anymore. So it decided to wait for the 'player' to arrive and see if any other civilizations, like the Wizard Civilization, would appear in its territory.

The result was disappointing; after all, extraordinary civilizations are only a minority.

So far, it has not discovered a second civilization or cultivation system that could surprise it.

Just as Xue was about to look at the next civilization, a small notification appeared in the upper right corner of the screen.

[A large number of unidentified creatures have been detected in the 'Wizard' dimension. Do you wish to investigate?]

"Finally here. I'll see what you really are." Blood grinned and urged, "Quick, quickly project the 785th plane sea and the 37865th plane cluster!"

(End of this chapter)