The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

Chapter 187 Changes in the Situation
Chapter 187

The outer space, a realm shrouded in dreams and chaos.

A colossal war fortress floated silently in the air.

This place is not an ordinary space.

Stars rise and fall, colors distort, and almost liquid light and cross-sections of time flow through the void.

In this magnificent yet dangerous space, this war fortress, composed of numerous metal structures, runic arrays, and hyperdimensional components, stands out as a rather unique landmark.

Furthermore, the war fortress itself possesses a fairly powerful signal transmission capability.

Therefore, as time went by, a group of wizards quickly gathered at this war fortress.

In this strange and unknown space, they established their initial stronghold.

This war fortress was none other than the thirteenth war fortress to which Lynn belonged.

Inside the war fortress, you can see many mechanical wizards walking around, manipulating and experimenting with various mechanical devices.

At the highest point of the war fortress, several figures stood, none other than the current commander of this stronghold.

Standing at the highest level of this war fortress were none other than the two Arch Wizards, Earl and Yod, whom Lynn was familiar with.

However, they weren't the only two; there was a third figure standing at the very front.

On the top-floor observation deck, three figures stood on the edge of a storm of surging light, gazing into the unfathomable dreamlike space.

Earl and Yud were both solemn, their expressions filled with obvious awe.

Their gazes, without prior agreement, fell upon the black-robed figure standing in the center.

The man was tall and imposing, his wizard robes fluttering silently like the night falling, as if he had merged with the space around him.

With his back to the two level-three archmages, he gazed silently at the spatial mist in front of him, where colors intertwined and cause and effect were broken.

What is most striking about him are his pale, pupil-less eyes.

Pure white as frost, devoid of any blood color or pupils, it seemed to isolate all life force from the outside world. A single glance was enough to freeze the soul of an ordinary wizard and disrupt their magic.

This person was naturally the "Spirit-Eyed Wizard".

The great wizard Yud, whose gaze was always sharp and fierce like that of an eagle or a wolf, dared not meet those eyes at this moment. Instead, he lowered his head, his tone more cautious than ever before:

“Lord Spirit Eye…we were unaware that you had also descended upon this world…Lord Machine Puppet…did not reveal a single word beforehand…”

The Great Wizard Earl, standing to the side, also had a solemn expression, with a hint of tension flashing in his eyes.

He knew that this mysterious Spirit-Eyed Wizard had previously presented proof of his status as a Morning Star Wizard and had clearly stated that he was a backup plan left behind by the Puppet Wizard.

For these mid-to-high-level wizards at the third rank, the Morning Star Wizard was an existence that was almost unattainable.

Their difference wasn't just in combat strength, but also in their fundamental nature.

The evolutionary advancement from a Level 3 Archmage to a Morning Star Wizard is far greater than that from a Wizard Apprentice to a Full Wizard.

After the Morning Star Wizard appeared, the two Level 3 Archmages quickly began to imagine what was going on.

In their imaginations, the Spirit-Eyed Wizard should appear together with the Puppet Wizard.

However, after the mutation occurred, all the wizards were separated and drawn into different areas, which caused temporary chaos.

Now that the connection between the Spirit Eye Wizard and the Puppet Wizard has been confirmed, the tension in their hearts has finally eased a bit.

Having such a powerful figure "backing them up" is like having a lifeline for them.

"Ah."

The Spirit-Eyed Wizard's voice was low and indifferent, offering only a soft reply.

His pale eyes slowly swept across the distant, dreamlike, misty realm.

After a moment, he turned around, his voice calm to the point of being almost icy:
"I will try to contact the machine puppet."

"You two, is there any way to contact your respective wizarding chapters?"

Both great wizards were taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening.

"It should be possible. We can try sending a signal to contact them..."

Upon hearing this, the Spirit-Eyed Wizard's eyes flashed, and he nodded, explaining:
"That's good. The most urgent task is to build a large army of wizards with real combat capabilities."

The two level-three archmages immediately responded, promising to do their best to summon their wizards back to the place.

The Morning Star realm is an important level. Only after breaking through to the Morning Star Wizard realm can one have absolute dominance over beings below the Morning Star realm.

From now on, they will be fearless in group battles, and no matter how many there are, they will not be able to overcome the absolute quality of the Morning Star Wizards.

However, the two level-three archmages were in completely different situations.

They have indeed reached the level of third-level archmages, mastering powerful magic and profound and complex knowledge.

However, they still failed to cross the true dividing line of "Morning Star," and remained merely "mortals."

Even the strongest can be overwhelmed by sheer numbers.

For this reason, building a powerful wizard legion is even more significant to Yud and Earl than the mysterious and unpredictable Spirit-Eyed Wizard before them.

The wizard army was their true reliance.

"That's good."

The Spirit-Eyed Wizard nodded, his tone calm yet full of authority.

He stood with his hands behind his back on the high platform, his wide, black wizard robes fluttering in the wind.

"Set off as soon as possible. This space is an outer plane... For the civilization of gods, this is a gathering place of extraordinary power, and also a place where the afterglow of the will of the gods flows."

His voice was low and deep, reaching the ears of the two level-three archmages, causing them to involuntarily stand at attention and listen intently to the secrets of this plane.

“In such a place, no unusual phenomenon should be considered an accident.”

He continued, his gaze sweeping over the war fortress below, its runes shimmering.
“Unless the gods establish a divine kingdom and stabilize it within the inner realm of law, anything can happen outside of the divine kingdom.”

"Here, there is a dreamlike flow of space, and indescribable bizarre illusions. Time can be disordered in an instant, and the changes of the world can happen in the blink of an eye. You may have just blinked, but the person next to you has aged ten years."

"Moreover, besides the harsh environment, there are some... unique things."

He paused slightly, his gaze growing increasingly profound, "Those bizarre, extraordinary creatures show no signs of life and possess no soul. Killing them will yield no results. But if you are devoured by them... you will truly become a part of this outer plane, forever unable to leave."

Upon hearing this description, the two great wizards, Yud and Earl, exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with shock and solemnity.

As commanders of war fortresses, although they possess considerable combat strength, their understanding of such forbidden zones of the gods remains superficial.

At this moment, the Spirit Eye Wizard's explanation not only broadened their horizons but also made them truly feel the terrifying realm "above the Morning Star".

This is the vision and perspective of the Morning Star Wizard; even a single word they utter is beyond the reach of these third-level Grand Wizards.

At the same time, a strong sense of crisis rose in their hearts.

They knew they had to find their subordinates as soon as possible and regroup the wizarding forces of the Thirteenth War Fortress.

Otherwise, if the situation drags on, their troops might be swallowed up by the natural phenomena here, and the delay would only result in a loss of their own combat strength. The wizards in the fortress are all equipped with special communication devices, and as long as the signal strength is sufficient, there is a chance to re-establish contact.

Realizing this, the two did not hesitate any longer and immediately bowed solemnly to the Spirit Eye Wizard.

Then he turned and strode away to the command center, where he increased the power of the magic array, strengthened the communication bands, and raced against time to find every lost wizard.

On the high platform, the figure remained standing silently.

The pale white eyes of the Spirit-Eyed Wizard gently swept across the dreamlike, otherworldly clouds and mist. Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, a subtle, unfathomable depth and emotion quietly surfaced in his eyes.

"We've come to this area again..."

He whispered, his voice barely audible, yet it carried a deep hint of hatred.

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Within the material plane, the frontline battlefield of the Eastern Theater has now become the focus of attention for countless wizards throughout the entire plane.

It was a vast land shrouded in golden light, like the hand of a god descending from the sky, covering the vast territory between heaven and earth.

The entire area seemed to be baptized by a sacred radiance, with holy golden light flowing like water, reflecting on every inch of the land and every floating boulder, creating a dazzling spectacle.

Even now, after the rules of heaven and earth have changed and have completely become the rules of the wizarding world.

This place still exudes a unique divine power, as if even the rules of heaven and earth cannot suppress it.

At this moment, millions of wizards are gathering here, ready to thoroughly analyze and control everything.

Outside that vast golden barrier, a densely packed army of wizards had already set up camp.

Countless mechanical puppets were arranged in neat rows like a tide, crisscrossing from the air to the ground and to the research array at the edge of the barrier, forming a magnificent and intricate picture of war machines.

Thousands upon thousands of steam-powered armored vehicles, psionic turrets, and aerial reconnaissance bird-shaped golems patrolled and analyzed the outer perimeter of the barrier tirelessly.

Meanwhile, individual wizard research teams, some hovering in the air and others stationed on the ground, operated complex instruments to conduct in-depth research on this divine land.

Above the sky, massive war fortresses floated silently, like a constellation of stars, overlooking everything.

Each war fortress is like a floating continent, vast, solemn, and imposing, with a complex structure and dense firepower far exceeding that of ordinary floating fortresses.

At first glance, it appears that hundreds of such war fortresses are floating in the sky.

They were like steel gods, silently watching over this golden holy land, their shadows casting a gloom that made the entire land pale in comparison.

Directly above this golden barrier, in the infinite distance, near the edge of the sky, a mechanical structure, like a miracle, floats within.

It was a "pinnacle floating fortress" that brought together the essence of mechanical civilization in the entire wizarding world.

If a typical war fortress is likened to an armored wagon, then this colossal entity is a starship that surpasses it.

Hundreds of millions of rune circuits flowed across the surface of the fortress, as if the entire sky trembled at its presence.

Under the command of the mastermind of this mechanical fortress, the entire front-line war zone was divided into countless grids.

Every wizard, every puppet, and every piece of equipment operates with extreme precision, down to the second.

It should be noted that in the initial Eastern Theater War, just ten war fortresses were enough to gather an army of tens of millions, overwhelming the entire battlefield.

Now, over a hundred war fortresses have gathered here, representing not only an increase in power, but also the full mobilization of the entire mechanical city!

At this moment, the number of wizards, wizard apprentices, and mechanical puppets gathered here has exceeded one hundred million.

This is understandable, since all the wizards from the entire plane of existence have gathered here under the orders of the city lord of the mechanical city.

The number of official wizards gathered in this war zone at this moment has reached an astonishing scale.

There are nearly ten high-ranking wizards who hold the title of "Morning Star".

Below them, third-level archmages, second-level wizards, first-level wizards, and a vast number of apprentices had already flooded the entire battlefield like a tide.

With the combined efforts of these wizards, the research on the golden divine barrier that enveloped the entire area progressed at an astonishing pace.

Many wizards perfectly combined theory with practice, constantly deciphering the mysteries and rules hidden behind that radiance, and continuously advancing towards the realm of gods.

Among those hundred-plus war fortresses, several larger and more complex floating fortresses hovered high in the sky at the forefront, their imposing presence far surpassing the others.

Those were the private fortresses of the Morning Star Wizards, each one symbolizing the power and will of a top-tier being, the true central nervous system of the entire battlefield.

One of the floating fortresses is the most eye-catching. Its structure is made entirely of high-strength mithril and star energy alloy, with rune lines all over its body, emitting psionic energy fluctuations like those of a star.

The entire fortress resembles a combination of a sorcery stronghold and a scientific research temple.

Inside the core command room at the deepest part of this fortress, a figure stands quietly in front of various panels.

He wore an extremely simple white robe, his hair was as white as snow, and his back was straight, yet he exuded no sense of majesty or oppression.

Instead, he seemed more like an elderly, gentle librarian, or an old man devoted to academic research.

However, if a powerful wizard is present, he will immediately notice.

Four clear and stable magical radiation marks shimmered on his body, a distinctive energy structure that only a "Morning Star Level 4" wizard could possess, clearly indicating that he was a Level 4 Morning Star wizard.

Even among fourth-level Morning Star Wizards, this old man's identity is quite unique.

Even within the mechanical city, his power and status were enough to rank him among the top five.

His identity was none other than the renowned Warhammer Master, a great sage in mechanics.

At this moment, he was compiling the latest data sent by the wizard research team into his brain.

Golden spiritual energy gathered at his fingertips, transforming into countless structural models that spun and flew in mid-air, constantly combining, analyzing, and reversing.

In a short time, he had already figured out a way to break through the barrier.

"Based on the current model simulations and high-frequency oscillation results..." He slowly raised his head, his voice steady, "In ten days and eleven hours, we will be able to completely break through this divine light shield. The next steps..."

As he spoke, he packaged all the intelligence he had gathered into a high-energy data stream and sent it to the top via an encrypted channel.

Within that pinnacle floating fortress, personally overseen by the city lord of the mechanical capital.

After doing all this, he slowly turned around, revealing a face etched with the marks of time.

It was the face of a kind and benevolent old man, with silvery white eyebrows and eyes as clear as lake water, yet unfathomable.

His gaze fell on a young figure standing not far away.

“Martha,” he said gently, “you’ll stay with me for now.”

Upon hearing this, Martha, who was standing not far away, was startled, then showed an excited and respectful expression, and quickly bowed: "I will obey the master's command!"

Previously, Martha had sent Davin to the Mechanical City and taken him to meet the Warhammer Master.

And since Davin became Warhammer Master's favorite student, Martha, the little wizard, still held some weight in Warhammer Master's eyes.

Now that the two sides have met again on the battlefield, the Warhammer Master doesn't mind taking care of this little wizard.

In particular, this young wizard seems to have a good relationship with his disciple.

(End of this chapter)