Wizard, I have a game board.

Chapter 276 Don't Blame the Supreme One

As soon as Blood finished speaking, the scene in the emerald green light screen in front of it suddenly changed, and the entire panorama of the Wizarding Plane came into view.

It ignored other planes and focused all its attention on the Wizarding Plane and the surrounding hundred or so planes.

The Dream Spirit marked all the creatures that had suddenly appeared in these planes and seemed to be no different from the 'wizard' race.

"These guys don't seem to have anything to do with 'wizards'. Hmm?" Blood observed carefully for a while, and just as he was wondering, he suddenly discovered that in the plane that was in the process of merging with the wizard plane, a marked being was killed by an abyssal demon.

Then a wisp of light, which it could not detect without careful observation, seemed to emanate from the remains of the dead creature and almost instantly teleported to the wizard tower closest to the dead creature.

The next instant, a being with the same appearance as the deceased being, but whose life force had weakened to the extreme, was recreated by that light.

At the same time, his remains, which he left 'not far away', mysteriously disappeared.

After witnessing this scene, Xue was stunned for a moment, and then, as if he suddenly realized something, his pupils widened: "This...this...this...Dream Spirit, quickly call Butterfly here, I'm not sure if what I'm thinking is true."

"If it's true"

In the Wizarding Dimension, on the continent of Betura, in the study on the top floor of the Lor Wizarding Tower.

"I wonder what players think of blood?" Lor spread his senses and looked at the players appearing in the city, his curiosity rising uncontrollably.

As far as he knew, the super civilization of his previous life seemed to have little reaction to the player's appearance.

As for why they didn't react, whether it was because they didn't know how the player came to be, or because they weren't interested in the player, or because they were afraid of the presence behind the player, they didn't know.

"It's a pity that Blood's attitude towards me has changed, otherwise I could have tried to ask him a question." Lor sighed regretfully, withdrew his senses, glanced at the source points that had started to increase again on the sequence panel, and continued to collect the fragments of the time-based runes in the Time River Scroll.

In any case, it's a good thing that players can continue to descend into the Wizarding World and provide it with Source Points.

All he needs to do next is to use the Time River Scroll and the Origin Point to calmly comprehend the basic time runes, construct time magic and integrate it into the core magic to create some time-related characteristics, thus delaying the official opening of the trial grounds even further.

The Second World, a space filled with towering trees.

"Blood, what's wrong now?" A crystal-clear butterfly looked at the silkworm in front of it and asked somewhat irritably.

This guy swindled it out of 100,000 Law Points a hundred years ago. If it tries anything funny again, it won't hesitate to teach this guy a lesson in its real-world residence.

"Butterfly, look at these 'players'!" Blood exclaimed excitedly, pointing to the players marked on the screen in front of him. "You'll never believe what I've discovered!"

"Players?" Die Yiyan turned her head and looked at the light screen reflected by the Dream Spirit, her face full of confusion: "These marked creatures are no different from the race of that genius of the Time Faction, are they?"

"Don't rush." ​​Blood glanced at the Abyss, and finally pointed to a player on the sixty-third floor of the Abyss who had been targeted by the Eye Demon, and said, "He's about to die. Watch carefully what happens after he dies."

“Okay.” Butterfly didn’t ask any more questions. Her curiosity had been piqued, and she silently waited for the 'player' to die.

In the light curtain.

"call--"

A blood-red ray of power reaching the third rank struck from an extremely distant place, its target being a young man on a high peak, dressed in a two-ringed wizard's robe of gold and green, and enveloped by a layer of gold and green defensive barrier.

As the crimson ray approached the young man, he sensed the abyssal elemental fluctuations behind him. Turning his head, he immediately became furious: "Damn it, I shouldn't have chosen to log off here!"

When I left last time, this abyss had been cleared out by the players.

In order to grab the Abyss Demon as quickly as possible after the update and make a big profit, he chose to log off in the wild.

结果
"Boom——"

The crimson ray struck the golden-green barrier surrounding the youth, dissolving it almost instantly. It then blasted into him, vaporizing him and creating a bottomless hole in the mountain beneath him.

"A transcendent treasure?!" Butterfly stared at the strange halo that emerged from where the young man had disappeared, her antennae twitching incessantly, unable to believe her eyes.

The Transcendent Treasure is a treasure that every living being dreams of.

If a transcendent being is paired with a transcendent treasure, they can stand above all living beings and become one of the few supreme beings.

Unfortunately, transcendent treasures always choose their own masters. Even the most supreme beings cannot force them to accept a master, let alone ordinary transcendent beings.

This led to a very strange phenomenon.

Every few centuries, several extraordinary treasures would wander the Nine Realms, eventually finding a worthy being to whom they would be recognized.

However, the vast majority of beings who are recognized either perish along the way or fail to transcend their limits even after reaching the ultimate goal, ultimately dying with regret and losing the opportunity to become supreme beings.

The Transcendent Treasure will disappear if it loses its chosen one, only to reappear after a few centuries, and so on in a cycle.

"Since even you think so, it seems I wasn't wrong."

Blood sighed, "I never expected that the realm we created out of necessity would attract the attention of a transcendent treasure. The probability of this is even smaller than that of a ruler transcending within the Time Cycle!"

"Outrageous, absolutely outrageous!"

The vast universe stretches endlessly.

They were trapped in a time loop by the Time Serpent sacrificing itself. Left with no other choice, they joined forces to create a realm, attempting to cultivate a ninth-order being that could walk the path of time to see if they could break free.

The three rulers suppressed the past, present, and future segments of the Time Ring, preventing them from causing any disturbance.

Unfortunately, it is extremely difficult to cultivate beings with a time-based system.

Over the past three eras, they have absorbed some ninth-tier beings from other factions into their civilization, but not a single ninth-tier being from the Time faction.

Unexpectedly, instead of waiting for the ninth level of the Time Faction, they were greeted by the arrival of a transcendent treasure.

If a being is recognized by it, it will be one of the most dazzling beings in the entire universe.

Because this means he has the potential to become the supreme being.

No matter how low the probability, the difference between having something and not having it is the biggest one.

In addition, those who receive recognition also have two hidden benefits.

First, one must not fear being deliberately targeted by those who transcend or become supreme; second, one must not be completely enslaved.

Transcendent treasures have tempers. Once a transcendent being or supreme being dares to deliberately target its chosen one, it will no longer come to its own universe to search for its chosen one.

This also means that this universe has forever lost a potential supreme being, and if it goes to war with other universes in the future, it will only be able to be suppressed and beaten.

Of course, if the chosen one dares to recklessly provoke a transcendent being or even a supreme being, the transcendent treasure will not tolerate it.

As for those below the level of transcendence, the treasure of transcendence is completely ignored.

If the chosen one is destroyed by the Transcendence, it will seek out the next chosen one.

The reason it cannot be enslaved is that once the chosen one is completely enslaved, the transcendent treasure will leave on its own. "I wonder if this transcendent treasure has chosen a chosen one." After a long while, Butterfly calmed down and said with a little trepidation, "If it's just here for a stroll, then we've been happy for nothing."

Any living being born in this realm is naturally connected to us by karma.

If the chosen one truly becomes the supreme being in the future...
"I think it's him, almost certainly!" Blood excitedly pointed to the upper right corner of the screen: "I heard it from their conversation earlier..."

It shared some information it had heard and seen with the butterfly. As it spoke, the light screen in front of the butterfly and the silkworm rapidly expanded, finally revealing a figure sitting behind a desk, deep in thought, facing the scroll of the River of Time.

Once the Transcendent Treasure truly selects its chosen one, it will certainly provide some assistance.

Throughout the entire Wizarding World, it seems that only this genius who follows the spacetime system can truly obtain the help of those beings projected in by the transcendent treasures.

The result is self-evident.

It originally thought that this little guy's time talent was not among the top tier and that there was basically no possibility of him breaking through to the ninth rank, which made it depressed for a while. But it never expected that such a big surprise was waiting for it.

Compared to the recognition of a transcendent treasure, a slight deficiency in time talent is nothing!

This little guy is the most outstanding genius in this realm since its birth, and no one can refute what he says!

“I never thought I would see a living Chosen One, especially one from the Time faction.” Butterfly’s gaze lingered on Lor a dozen times before she said reluctantly, “I need to report this good news to the Overlord. Don’t make any rash moves yet.”

How to treat Lor is definitely up to the Overlord; it wouldn't dare to make that decision on its own.

"Go ahead, go ahead, I'll protect it and make sure nothing goes wrong!" Blood nodded repeatedly.

As soon as it finished speaking, the butterfly disappeared.

"Hehe. The chosen one. Hehehe. Supreme potential." Blood swam back and forth on the enormous leaf, sometimes letting out a strange laugh, sometimes staring intently at the emerald green light screen.

In the Silkworm Dream Civilization, no one bears a heavier karmic burden than Lor. If Lor were to become a Supreme Being in the future...
In the center of the Silkworm Dream Plane, in front of the attic.

"Greetings, Lord." The butterfly, its antennae drooping, bowed respectfully toward the pavilion.

"What is it?" an aged voice came from inside the pavilion.

When that sound came out, the space around the pavilion—no, if you looked closely, the entire spacetime seemed to tremble slightly, as if trying to distort everything outside, but then it was forcibly calmed down in an instant as if it were being suppressed.

"Blood has just discovered a being who is suspected of being chosen by the Transcendent Treasure. He is still following the path of the spacetime system. Now his civilization..." Butterfly told Lor about Lor's situation in detail.

"Tear—crack crack crack—"

The being in the attic did not reply, but the more violent fluctuations in the surrounding spacetime and the cracks appearing in the attic indicated that it was not at peace.

Fortunately, these changes only happened for a moment and were quickly suppressed.

The butterfly remained standing among the flowers, its antennae drooping, silent and quietly awaiting its master's command.

Sunrise and sunset, the cycle repeats itself.

After the sky changed from black to white three times, it finally received an answer.

“Go, go find the other two old guys and tell them that I want to turn all the living beings of this era into his nourishment to help him grow.”

As these words were spoken, a sea of ​​blood covering the sky suddenly appeared.

In the center of the sea of ​​blood, a stunningly beautiful flower slowly absorbed the blood's nutrients, eventually draining the sea dry and becoming incomparably radiant.

"Yes, Master." Butterfly understood the profound meaning in those words, bowed again, and then disappeared.

"Haha~"

Long after the butterfly left, the aged voice spoke again: "Unapos, you sacrificed your life to construct a time loop, trying to sever our future."

"They probably never imagined that our desperate struggle would attract the favor of a transcendent treasure, would they?"

"You haven't even reached transcendence, yet you want to completely lock down our future?"

Those who manipulate time will be manipulated by time!

Undeniably, the probability of someone who gains the approval of the Transcendent Treasure achieving Transcendent status is extremely small, perhaps one in ten million.

However, with the Transcendent Treasure and the help of it and the other two, the chances of the chosen one becoming a ninth-tier individual are still very high.

If it can reach the ninth rank, there is hope of breaking through this realm that is destined to completely collapse after seventy-eight epochs.

The Second World, a space filled with towering trees.

Just as Blood was getting a little impatient, Butterfly reappeared in front of it.

"So? What did the Overlord say?" Blood asked hurriedly.

"The Overlord wants to transform all living beings of this era into nourishment for his growth," Butterfly said softly, looking at Lor in the light screen.

Blood was silent for a moment, then asked a crucial question: "Does this include the other two domains?"

"Of course," Butterfly nodded gently.

"This guy's in luck!" Blood turned to look at Lor in the light screen, and said in a slightly gloating tone, "How many times do you think he'll die in the future?"

It knew perfectly well what the sovereign meant by nourishment.

In comparison, the Trial Grounds is just a small game.

It can understand the choice of the ruler; every supreme being has fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, without exception.

Those chosen ones who have always been sheltered in a greenhouse always end up with a tragic fate.

With the Lord's words, as long as Lor has a wisp of true spirit left, he will be saved, and there is no question of life or death.

As for the friends, partners, and relatives lost along the way.

As long as he becomes a ninth-order being, breaks the Ring of Time, and all his relatives and friends who did not die of old age can be retrieved from the true River of Time, he will have no regrets.

If the ninth level has not been reached.
Including Lor himself, everyone is going to die sooner or later anyway, so what difference does it make if they die a little earlier or a little later?

"I think you're courting death." Butterfly glanced at Blood, left these words, and departed.

What if Lor really becomes a Supreme Being and travels back in time to hear the words "blood"? What would be the consequences?
"hiss--"

Blood also realized what was happening, gasped, straightened up, and bowed repeatedly to Lor in the light screen, imitating the etiquette of the wizarding plane, saying, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry, Your Majesty, please don't be angry. Considering how much I and 'Future' have helped you before, please don't hold it against my future self!"

(End of this chapter)