The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 960 The Battle to Protect the World of Eternal Darkness (Part Two)
The Eye Demon civilization differed from other civilizations in this group; their historical progress was, in normal terms, faster than that of other civilizations.

They have gone through a series of complex processes, including great expansion, an explosion in the number of dominant species, competition for leadership, division, and then unification.

If it weren't for the sudden emergence of the Civilization Devourer, the next step for the Eye Demon Civilization would have been to declare war on the Civilization of Gods, and then, while fighting the Abyss, attack the Spirit Desert Civilization.

Step by step, the entire civilization was unified.

However, everything changed with the appearance of the civilization devourers.

Faced with this monster that has its eyes on them, they have no choice but to fight to the death with all their might.

“You needn’t stand on ceremony, Lord Miracle.” The Eye Demon leader’s voice sounded very gentle. “I can see that you are more than just a leader.”

I think the current Civilization Alliance should be under your control.

"You can say that."

Richard did not deny it; he readily admitted it.

"It's clear that you're not interested in power or those troublesome power struggles."

The leader of the Eye Demons looked at Richard with a scrutinizing gaze, but not excessively so.

After looking Richard over, he continued, "This may not be a good trait for a leader, but it is a reassuring quality for a leader of an alliance."

"The Eye Demon clan, I call the shots. But I wonder, Lord Miracle, would you be willing to accept us poor wretches cornered in this corner?"

"Oh? What reason do I have not to accept it?"

Richard raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in his voice.

“There are many, Your Excellency Miracle,” the Eye Demon leader said calmly. “For example, it’s not worth the effort for a dying civilization. ‘This civilization may not listen to my commands. It’s best to wait until a few of their overlords die before letting them join.’”

Or perhaps, 'These guys look really weird, let's just wipe them out,' etc...

These are all good reasons.

"Is this the true nature of the Eye Demon?" Richard retorted without any politeness. "I crossed the dimensional storm just to play a trick on you?"
At this moment, time is money, my friend.

"Yes, please forgive me." The Eye Demon leader's voice remained calm. "We are always wary of creatures outside our race, and of course, we are also wary of others within our race."

This stems from our talent.

Antioch isn't exactly brilliant, but I think he hasn't told you about our capabilities yet.

"What ability?"

"We can discern people's hearts." The Eye Demon leader's voice was very serious. "You could say we are born with an almost mind-reading ability."

We can 'see' emotions, see people's inner thoughts, and your sincerity shines like gold.

Therefore, I apologize again for my probing.

"Even the ruler can see it?"

Richard was somewhat surprised; this ability probably went beyond the scope of soul talent.

“Of course, after all, I am also a ruler.” The Eye Demon leader replied calmly.

Richard produced the contract, and the Eye Demon leader glanced at it and signed his name.

In an instant, an invisible shackle fell upon all members of the Wizard Alliance and the Eye Demon Civilization.

"...It seems things haven't gotten to the worst point yet."

The Eye Demon leader closed his eyes and opened them again, his tone tinged with surprise.

"That monster doesn't seem to be anchored to our dimension, at least not completely. Our dimension has become connected to the Alliance dimension... Damn it!"

The leader of the bewitching demons suddenly became flustered, and then a dimensional gate, like a rift, opened in front of him.

"That dimensional storm was too massive; there's a problem with dimensional coordinate migration. I need to deal with it... Damn it!"

Richard shrugged as he watched the vanished Eye Demon leader, his gaze sweeping over the Eye Demon elders around him.

"Gentlemen, who among you is in charge of technology? Our technical team needs to discuss some technical matters with you."

"I."

An elder with purple eyes approached Richard.

"I am Mora, one of the technical elders. My people are responsible for the construction and research and development of war machines."

“Very good, Elder Mora, immediately summon your technicians. We must begin production at once.” Richard’s voice was urgent, but his tone was calm. “As you all know, even if I come, the Civilization Devourers will not give up their offensive against this world.”

Although their fleet and legion were destroyed by me and Antioch, he can rebuild such a thing in a while.

The war is not over yet.

……

"Is this your technology?"

In the laboratory, Richard watched Elder Mora demonstrate the technology before him, a look of shock flashing across his face.

Before him, Elder Mora was using his mind to manipulate something that looked like grains of sand. These grains of sand seemed ordinary, but Richard could easily see through their nature—they were a group of microscopic Gestalt creatures.

These Gestalt creatures appear to be made of a material similar to the Aspect, but according to Elder Mora, this is merely one of the "particles" they possess.

They possess many such particles, each with its own distinct function. "Yes, it seems you have already grasped the secret of these particles."

With a thought, Elder Mora conjured a model that was almost identical to Richard's from the particles beside him.

"Our technology is built on microparticles. By adjusting the internal structure of the microparticles and imprinting their spirit on their soul, we can make almost anything we need."

“Aren’t you afraid of a rebellion?” Richard couldn’t help but ask. “These microscopic Gestalt creatures, once they gather in sufficient numbers, will inevitably develop intelligence.”

At that time, your weapons will become the very weapons that kill you.

"Your Excellency Miracle, would you cut off your own head?" Elder Mora asked a very strange question.

"Of course not, unless absolutely necessary."

"The particles think the same way."

Elder Mora waved his tentacles, and in an instant, the entire laboratory shattered, turning into a mass of microparticles.

A strange mental fluctuation emanated from this particle aggregate, as if millions of voices were saying the same thing at the same time.

"Your Excellency Miracle, I have a symbiotic relationship with the Eye Demon. The Eye Demon modifies me and promotes my reproduction, while I help them fight and help them accomplish everything they want."

As he examined the aggregate of microparticles, he was once again filled with awe at the wonders of the astral realm.

"...Absolutely brilliant."

But after his initial sigh, Richard shook his head slightly: "However, this symbiotic relationship limits your technology. There are some technological methods that particles cannot achieve."

“No technological path is comprehensive,” Elder Mora said softly. “Technology always requires trade-offs.”

Indeed, there are always trade-offs.

Richard nodded slightly, then suddenly tore open a space. After rummaging around inside, he quickly retrieved two objects encased in a sealing spell.

"Since we're going to use microparticle technology, I think my two subordinates would be a good fit to have a discussion with you."

As he spoke, the two seals shattered, revealing the sealed beings, Wuxiang and Aldridge.

These two seals were originally intended as a backup plan to prevent the two Gestalt creatures from dying on the battlefield, but now they can be used to communicate with the Eye Demon.

"This is... a primordial microparticle!"

Elder Mora recognized Wu Xiang and Aldrich at a glance, his huge purple eyes burning with an intense gaze that almost materialized.

Native microparticles are extremely important to the Eye Demon.

The microparticles they currently use are all developed from a single primordial microparticle, which makes them very convenient to use, but also limits their development.

Therefore, for many years, the Eye Demon has been searching for new native microparticles.

Unfortunately, it seems to be a cruel twist of fate; they searched for hundreds of thousands of years but never found any new primordial particles.

“These two are my subordinates, whom I raised from the very beginning.” Richard patted the Impermanent One and Aldridge, repeating their identities once again.

"But right now, I think you need them."

“We do need it,” Elder Mora said solemnly. “Survival is the first priority. If we cannot live, then everything else is meaningless.”

Richard nodded slightly; he knew that Elder Mora had understood his meaning.

"Then just go for it, they'll cooperate with you."

……

Galaxy World.

"Hehehe, how about the ways of fate?"

On the vast Black Sea, the ever-rising waves transformed into a human face. It let out a grotesque laugh at the sky, its voice as evil as the whispers of a demon.

"You may try to break free from your fate, but how can fate let you escape? An insect caught in a spider's web cannot escape."

【…】

Without words or emotions, an immense will suddenly surged from the void, instantly calming the sea. However, within the dark will of the civilization devourer, a single point of color could not be erased.

That is the mark left by the cursed crown, a union of numerous sovereigns, the most intricate curse in this community.

Driven by fate, this seemingly impossible curse was successfully imprinted on the will of the civilization devourer.

After the civilization devourers calmed the sea, war machines began to emerge one after another from the boundless black ocean of the Star River Great World.

These war machines include Titans' floating island warships, Hearthstone people's war fortresses, and even wizards' floating fortresses and the gods' divine kingdom battle platforms.

Each of these war machines represents the pinnacle of their respective civilizations, and each could be used as a mothership.

But at this moment, they are arrayed in the astral plane like ordinary warships.

Suddenly, the boundless sea of ​​ether rippled, and in the void, a massive dimensional rift slowly opened.

A colossal object, large enough to make numerous war machines appear as mere grains of sand, slowly appeared behind the crevice.

The World Fortress is now operational; the war continues.

(End of this chapter)