Wizard, I have a game board.

Chapter 291 Double breakthrough
“The point of convergence between the Origin Container and the Domain.” Lor’s mental energy left the Origin Container and came to the area between the Origin Container and the Domain to observe it carefully.

According to Francis's notes on breaking through to the sixth ring, to break through to the sixth ring, one must find the energy intersection point between the domain and the source container, also known as the point of convergence.

The path of a wizard diverges from the very beginning of constructing the primordial container.

Each person's original container is different, and the realms constructed from these original containers are vastly different, so the points of convergence are also drastically different.

These points of convergence are gradually generated after the domain is constructed; the more perfect the domain, the faster they are generated.

It is extremely hidden and needs to be found by oneself and then continuously nurtured with spiritual power.

Once nurtured to a certain extent, the point of convergence will be activated, allowing for complete communication between the original container and the domain.

The specific number of points of convergence that need to be cultivated varies from person to person. In any case, the more points of convergence that are cultivated, the greater the possibility of the domain merging with the original container.

"Is this the point of convergence?" After nearly three hours of focused observation, Lor finally sensed a subtle and profound fluctuation not far from the domain.

He tried to concentrate his mental energy into a single point and completely cover it.

One hour
Three hours.
In the blink of an eye, eight hours had passed, yet nothing seemed to have changed.

Lor was not in a hurry, but carefully sensed the area covered by his mental energy, not missing the slightest movement.

Among the councilors of the Wizarding Alliance who broke through to the sixth ring, the slowest was the earth councilor, Peyton, who took a full six months to nurture his affinity point before it showed signs of activation.

As an unprecedented time-space wizard, he had no reference point, so it was normal for him to be fast or slow.

Two days later.

"That's really simple." Lor noticed that the area where his spiritual energy was being nurtured was beginning to glow and was growing stronger, and he felt incredibly relaxed.

Compared to Payton, he activated the synergy point nearly a hundred times faster, and it was also much easier to find; he found it in just a few hours.

He speculated that this situation was likely due to the fact that he had completely perfected the construction of his domain.

Everything has a cause. All simple appearances are the result of previous accumulation, just like the seventh-ring promotion message sent by Francis.

Whether this guess is correct or not is irrelevant.

Anyway, he has indeed embarked on the right track to breaking through to the sixth ring, and now he just needs to proceed step by step.

November 5, 6502 in the Wizarding Calendar.

The player has descended upon the Wizarding Realm for the fifteenth time.

While providing wizards with a batch of inexpensive spell slots, they also brought Lor a new batch of Origin Points.

Lor focused all his energy on nurturing the affinity point and didn't pay much attention to the players' movements.

Two years have passed quietly, and the players have once again disappeared without a trace, as expected.

The Wizarding Alliance appears as calm as a dormant volcano, but beneath this calm surface, molten lava, powerful enough to incinerate everything in the world, is quietly brewing.

November 1, 6558 in the Wizarding Calendar.

Seventy-two layers of the abyss, above the Blood Sea Abyss.

“Completing the final bloodline mutation here shouldn’t be a problem.” Sanchez glanced at the seemingly empty sea of ​​blood below, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips.

He closed his eyes slightly, just about to begin the transformation, but then stopped abruptly.

“I think I’ve forgotten something?” Sanchez opened his eyes, a hint of confusion in his gray-brown pupils.

It wasn't until his gaze inadvertently fell upon the spatial ring on his hand that he suddenly realized what was going on.

"Hey, how could I forget this? My breakthrough to the sixth ring will definitely cause a huge commotion. If I don't activate the continent-wide projection, what if it makes the other speakers worried?" Sanchez muttered to himself as he took out the continent communicator from his spatial ring.

I operated it skillfully for a moment, and then threw it far away to avoid losing control and destroying it later.

In Francis City on the continent of Milton.

As a huge light screen rose outside Francis's Wizard Tower, it attracted the attention of countless wizards and wizard apprentices living in the city, and discussions arose everywhere.

"Is this... a continental projection?"

"Is the projection showing a blood-soaked abyss?!"

"The players have just left, there shouldn't be anything in the Blood Sea Abyss, so what's the projection doing there?"

"do not know"

"I'm more curious about who put up this projection."

I have a guess.

"I also have a guess."

"I know what you're trying to say, but where is Speaker Sanchez?"

"I do not know then."

"I do not know either."

In the eyes of all the wizards in the city, there seemed to be nothing in that light curtain except for a sea of ​​blood that was so calm it was almost deathly still.

This puzzled them.

If it really is Councilor Sanchez's long-awaited activation of dimensional projection, then he should at least make an appearance!

This is really strange.

At the same time, almost the entire Wizarding Plane and the Abyss Plane residential area Wizarding City were engaged in heated discussions, with most wizards feeling quite confused.

It would be better if only members of parliament and the speaker could verify the identity of the person who initiated the projection, at least they could confirm that it was Speaker Sanchez who initiated the dimensional projection.

As for what Speaker Sanchez wants to do, some members of the parliament have a vague guess in their minds.

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

Francis, who was completely immersed in the second reflection of the Origin Container, suddenly felt a slight heat in his collar. He immediately stopped the reflection and took out the Continental Communicator to check it.

Speaker Sanchez launched another full-dimensional projection, projecting the environment above the Blood Sea Abyss, seemingly preparing to break through to the sixth ring.

—Amy

"Sanchez has broken through to the sixth ring?" Francis immediately released his senses and locked onto a huge light screen that had just risen outside the wizard tower.

Inside the enormous light screen, apart from the boundless sea of ​​blood that was so calm it was almost deathly still, there seemed to be nothing else.

That's normal, after all, the players have only been gone for fifty years, and it takes time for the abyss demons to multiply.

He wasn't in a hurry; he just watched silently.

Sanchez's sudden activation of the dimensional projection after nearly two thousand years could not have been without reason.

"Whoosh—Boom—"

The next instant, a giant, seemingly towering and enveloped in endless purplish-red mist, appeared in the light screen. The giant's lower body was submerged in the blood-red ocean, stirring up towering waves.

Countless wizards who witnessed this scene held their breath, proceeding with extreme caution, lest they disturb the giant within the light barrier and attract its attention.

Even though they knew that this person was infinitely far away from them and was one of their most powerful protectors.

"Roar—"

The giant roared to the sky, shattering the blood clouds floating above the sea of ​​blood.

Countless streams of abyssal energy spontaneously erupted from the abyssal sun suspended in the sky, hurtling directly towards the giant. "Whoosh—whoosh—"

The seemingly boundless sea of ​​blood, centered on the giant, endlessly churned outwards, wave after wave, as if threatening to destroy the heavens and the earth.

One minute
ten minutes.
Unbeknownst to them, half an hour had quietly passed. The giant in the sea of ​​blood was enveloped by incredibly dense abyssal energy, as if it had transformed into a giant red and black cocoon, or as if it had transformed into a heart, which was constantly beating.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

The sound of the giant cocoon thumping resonated with the heartbeats of countless wizards.

Francis, who was on the top floor of Francis's Wizard Tower, frowned slightly and spread his senses to take a look at the situation of the wizards in the city.

Only after confirming that the little ones had not suffered any real harm did he feel relieved and refrain from making any unnecessary movements.

one day.
Half a year
Another year and thirty-seven days have passed. The wizards living in Wizard City have long since become accustomed to the cocoon in the light screen, and the sound it makes when it jumps no longer bothers them.

Just when they thought today would be the same as usual and nothing would happen.

"Click——"

The cocoon, which had been pulsating for over a year, suddenly cracked open with a nearly imperceptible gap.

The next instant, the entire giant cocoon vanished as if it had never existed.

"Whoosh-"

The disappearance of the giant cocoon left a large empty space on the surface of the Blood Sea, once again stirring up waves that drew the attention of all the wizards.

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time." The moment the wizards looked at the light screen, they suddenly saw a smiling person standing in front of it, waving enthusiastically at them.

They recognized the man; it was Speaker Sanchez, whom they hadn't seen in a long time.

"I have met Speaker Sanchez."

"I've seen it."

Countless wizards excitedly bowed to the light screen, even though they knew that the one inside could not see them.

According to rumors circulating within the Wizarding Alliance, the trial will begin in the near future.

The Wizarding Alliance can only survive this trial if all four Speakers break through to the sixth ring.

The four speakers are Lor, Vincenza, Sanchez, and Domenico.

Speakers Vincenja and Sanchez have already made breakthroughs, which naturally makes them ecstatic. At the same time, they are also silently hoping that Speakers Lor and Domenico will make breakthroughs soon.

"You've already broken through? Not bad." Francis, who had been keeping a close eye on the light screen, smiled with satisfaction.

He hadn't trusted the wrong person; this kid had broken through much earlier than he had expected.

On the continent of Betura, at the top floor of the Lor Wizard Tower, in the study.

Noticing the slight heat in his collar, Lor immediately stopped nurturing the point of connection, separated his mental energy from his sea of ​​consciousness, and without even taking out the continent communicator, directly spread his senses to look outside the wizard tower.

"Haha, breaking through to the sixth ring is just a piece of cake for me, incredibly easy, nothing to brag about." In the light screen, Sanchez boasted incessantly, his smile so wide it was almost blinding.

“This guy,” Lor shook his head with a smile, not looking at him any longer, and continued to sink his mental energy into his sea of ​​consciousness, looking at the densely packed activated points of convergence within his domain, like stars: “I’ll be close too.”

After activating so many points of connection, he had a better understanding of the remaining points of connection.

In at most fifty years, he will be able to break through to the sixth ring in one fell swoop. Then, he can select some witchcraft to enhance the spacetime domain and space jump witchcraft, and try to raise both of them to the seventh ring so that he can go to the arena to complete his plan.

"Hopefully, I'll still have some spell slots left, and it would be best if I could also break through to the seventh ring with the Great Disintegration Spell." With hope in his heart, Lor once again immersed himself in activating the affinity points.

December 30, 6605 in the Wizarding Calendar.

Above the city of Lor Wizard City.

The blazing sun high in the sky was suddenly obscured by a pitch-black curtain.

"How is this going?"

"Could it be that someone is performing witchcraft in the wizarding city of Lor?"

"How could that be? Don't you want to live anymore?"

Countless wizards in the city of Lor looked up in bewilderment, not knowing what had happened.

The Wizarding Alliance has an ironclad rule: area-of-effect magic must never be cast in Wizarding City except in the laboratory.

This dark curtain looked very much like an area-of-effect witchcraft, and it was immediately suspected.

But upon closer inspection, it doesn't seem like witchcraft; it's more like a natural reaction, which is quite strange.

"call--"

The next instant, a beam of azure light glided across the edge of the curtain and continued to grow larger.

"Whoosh-"

For some reason, the wizards found that they could hear the sound of a river flowing through the winding, ever-expanding beam of blue light, which was extremely strange.

"Look closely, doesn't that blue beam of light look a bit like a river?" In an academy west of Lor Wizard City, an old wizard dressed in a red and yellow three-ringed wizard robe sent a melodious voice to the surrounding area.

"They do look quite similar."

"Huh, why do I see the Lor Wizard Tower rising from the ground in that river? Could it be an illusion?"

“You’re not mistaken, I also saw Speaker Lor and Speaker Peyton talking atop the Wizard Tower.”

"Good heavens, guess what I saw? I actually saw Speaker Lor unleash the Great Meteor Spell to annihilate a fourth-tier demon."

"I saw Speaker Lor obliterate a fifth-tier demon, this..."

“You’ll never guess what I saw. I actually saw Speaker Lor in his youth, wielding a knife to slash at the neck of a middle-aged man.”

"What exactly is this long river? Why can it allow us to see Speaker Lor's past?"

The wizards throughout the city were all puzzled and discussed it amongst themselves.

“I don’t know why we can see Speaker Lor’s past in that long river, but I have a guess. Do you think it’s possible that Speaker Lor is currently breaking through to the sixth ring?” Suddenly, a second-ring witch wearing a space magic robe made a surprising statement, expressing her conjecture.

"This"

"I hope it's true."

"Is Speaker Lor also about to break through to the sixth ring?"

Upon hearing the witch's words, the many witches looked up at the sky with a sudden surge of excitement and anticipation.

"Whoosh-"

In the sky, the once narrow and winding blue river has grown to be over a hundred miles wide, and its length stretches across the entire dark curtain.

Countless scenes related to Lor unfolded within it, one after another, in an endless stream.

The ninety-sixth floor of the Lor Wizard Tower.

“Lord Lor.” Kateya stood by the window, gazing at the scene of her first meeting with Lor reflected in the long river, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

“Mentor.” On the other side, Lewandowski looked at his youthful self and his young mentor reflected in the long river, a nostalgic smile on his face.

"Has your mentor broken through to the sixth ring?" Standing by the window of the cultivation room on the ninety-fifth floor, Fan En looked up at the mentor who had told him, "I will not interfere with your cultivation path," and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Then I should also prepare myself and strive to break through to the fifth ring."

(End of this chapter)