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

Chapter 194 The Body of Star Forging
Chapter 194

The ripples of the divine array surged and spread across the entire outer plane like tides, layer upon layer, weaving together twisted energy waves.

That was the echo of the will of the gods, the vibration of the power of rules, wave after wave, as if it would sweep away and engulf the entire plane.

Above these endless waves, a streak of blue and white starlight pierced the sky above the divine array, flying at high speed like a shooting star.

It sprinted along the boundary of the divine array at high speed, leaving a faint trail of light above the chaotic, churning, yellowish clouds.

Lynn found himself surrounded by starlight.

At this moment, he sat quietly in the center of the light, while outside, the wind howled and the divine array roared incessantly.

But his mind was deeply immersed in the profound reflection on the knowledge that Astrid had imparted.

That was a secret from an ancient body-refining system, the Body-Refining Wizard.

Among the vast branches of wizardry, this school stands alongside nature wizards, mechanical wizards, and elemental wizards, yet it is also extremely unique.

Other schools of thought pursue external energy manipulation, law control, and magic rune construction.

Only body-refining wizards infuse all their extraordinary foundations into their physical bodies.

He does not rely on a staff, manipulate elements, or set up a massive array of spells; instead, he uses a powerful physical body to contend with heaven and earth.

Even after advancing to a higher level, the "permanent magical mark" formed is mostly a physical enhancement related to tendons, bones, blood vessels, and muscles.

However, this path is destined to be extremely difficult.

Pure body-refining wizards are extremely rare.

Most wizards who practice this method do so merely to compensate for their physical weaknesses, as a defensive auxiliary means, rather than their primary offensive strategy.

The same applies to Astrid. She is not a true practitioner of body-refining techniques, but has only dabbled in related skills.

Even just "dabbling" in it was enough to amaze Lynn.

The body-refining technique she practiced was called "Star-Forging Body".

Lynn's mind raced through the scrolls of this technique, his mental energy flowing like a trickle through the depths of his consciousness.

He astutely grasped the core concept of this method:

With stars as its bones and radiance as its veins.

This method requires practitioners to possess extremely special foundation-building materials, precious resources containing "star power".

Only with the help of such substances can one forge "starlight skeletons" within the body, thereby absorbing starlight energy and nourishing the entire body.

"As expected, it's an aristocratic body-refining technique..."

Lynn muttered to himself, "Astrid was once the little princess of the fourth-level wizarding civilization 'Forge Kingdom,' so she naturally possessed countless precious materials, which allowed her to enter the sect smoothly."

At Lynn's "command," Astrid remained silent and lifted the gold-patterned robe covering her body.

On her fair and flawless skin, faint starlight veins flowed out, like the Milky Way falling on flesh, forming complex and mysterious runes.

The first layer of patterns on the "Star-Forged Body" has been formed.

That was a kind of extraordinary evolution that was visible to the naked eye.

Lynn stared at the flow of starlight, a burning glint in his eyes.

According to Astrid, once she completes the initial training, her physical strength alone will be comparable to that of a first-level wizard who has just entered the ranks.

If we estimate based on the usual "two to one" ratio between mental strength and physical constitution, then that level of physical constitution should be around fifty points.

As for Lynn himself, although he has already reached the level of a second-level wizard, the physical enhancement effect brought about by the recent energy radiation is nearing its end.

According to his prediction, his physical condition should stabilize at around 25 points by then.

Passive enhancement has its limits; to further improve, one must actively cultivate.

"The Body of Star Forger..."

"If I can successfully establish my foundation, my combat strength will definitely rise to the next level."

In particular, in Fao's memory, that complete fighting system was extremely well-suited to the combat logic of a body-refining wizard, almost as if it were tailor-made for him.

However, to truly master "The Body Forger", Lynn will need a large amount of extremely rare resources.

That is the foundation for building stars, the essential material of stars and the liquid of starlight necessary for the bones and flesh that bear the starlight.

While he didn't possess those resources, Qi currently controlled a wizard stronghold, so he most likely had them.

Therefore, Lynn did not hesitate to have Astrid contact Qi and "request" the relevant resources from him.

He himself controlled the blue and white interwoven star-patterned light, his figure weaving through the gaps in the divine array's ripples, like a star whale swimming in the waves, quietly heading towards a place unexplored.

The most dangerous places are often the most secluded.

The outer plane is now engulfed in storms. The divine array descended by the Goddess of the Magic Network is expanding like a raging tidal wave. Before long, the entire outer plane will become her territory within her divine kingdom.

Qi, leading the wizard stronghold he had gathered under the identity of the Spirit-Eyed Wizard, found himself in the center of a vortex, struggling against the divine array.

But Lynn escaped all the storms and remained unharmed under the protection of the core of the divine array.

As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is also the safest. He hid within the divine array, under the protection of the holy emblem, as long as he intentionally avoided other geniuses.

During this period, he did find a safe place where he could cultivate and summarize what he had gained.

For him, this was a rare moment of peace.

At this moment, Lynn sat quietly under the protection of the star pattern, his mind sinking into his spiritual sea, beginning to multitask.

He was both deeply comprehending the essence of "The Body of Star Forging" and trying to unravel the structure of the runes that resonated with starlight; he was also directing his divine sense toward the Balance Contract and exploring the deeper content hidden behind it.

His spirit is like a drawn bowstring, becoming increasingly refined and sharp through the resonance of multiple lines.

Meanwhile, the situation on the other side is becoming increasingly tense.

Qi hurriedly returned to the wizard's stronghold and personally took charge of the defense.

At this moment, outside the Thirteenth War Fortress, three newly arrived war fortresses floated in the sky, arranged in a four-corner formation, guarding the four directions of east, west, south, and north respectively.

That was a force temporarily assembled to counter the Goddess's Divine Array.

The core of these fortresses was convened by "Spirit Eye Wizard," a fourth-level Morning Star wizard, who attracted wizards from all directions to join, eventually forming a sizable wizard legion.

But now, the four war fortresses are like steel islands floating in a stormy sea, enveloped by a massive energy shield, attempting to withstand the tidal wave of divine array attacks.

Each wave of divine array ripples hitting the protective shield would stir up countless blue-gold energy arcs, like raging flames from the heavens, striking the last fortress of the wizard's defenses.

On the surface, it seems that this wizard's stronghold is able to remain safe within the ripples of the divine array.

But this is ultimately the realm of the gods, and the rules of the outer plane are inherently disadvantageous to wizard civilizations. Energy cannot be replenished efficiently, and spell arrays are limited and ineffective...

In other words, the energy reserves of a war fortress are ultimately limited.

If the stalemate cannot be broken in a short time, then even the strongest shield will eventually be unable to withstand the overwhelming impact of the divine array.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the core command room of Fortress No. 13 was heavy.

Several powerful level-three archmages, clad in mechs, paced back and forth, some staring intently at the floating battle map, others conversing in hushed tones.

Yud and Earl, the two key figures of the fortress, stood solemnly in the center.

"Lord Spirit Eye... is there any news?"

A deep voice broke the silence. It was a level three wizard from another fortress, his eyes fixed intently on Earl and Yud.

However, when the two looked at each other, all that remained in their expressions was a sense of helplessness.

Earl shook his head, his expression bitter, his voice low: "Still haven't been able to get in touch..."

The stronghold is currently in a precarious situation, facing numerous crises, and the high-ranking wizards guarding it are still unable to contact the fourth-level Morning Star wizard known as "Spirit Eye".

He seemed to have vanished from the entire outer plane, leaving no trace.

This is causing anxiety and panic.

Whether or not a Morning Star Wizard is present makes a world of difference.

That's not just about the difference in combat strength, but also about the existence of a spiritual pillar.

As long as that Spirit-Eyed Wizard is there, it's like having a pillar supporting the sky standing behind them, bringing an invisible yet real sense of security to all wizards.

But now, that Lord Spirit Eye has suddenly vanished...

Just as the tense atmosphere was about to overwhelm everyone, a sudden spatial fluctuation quietly tore open in the center of the command room.

The next moment, a figure draped in a black robe silently appeared.

He stood there abruptly, as if emerging from the void, tall and imposing, his black robe as dark as ink.

Beneath the hood, a pair of cold, pale eyes were visible, devoid of emotion or emotion, like two cold moons in a desolate starry sea.

He looked around.

With just a glance, the atmosphere in the entire command room changed drastically, as if an invisible storm was swirling in the air. The oppressive feeling was as if the ceiling had collapsed, the air itself became heavy, and even the witchcraft runes on the walls trembled slightly.

Several level-three archmages trembled under this gaze, their faces paled, and cold sweat beaded on their foreheads.

This is not hostility, but rather the suppression brought about by rank, the chasm between a Morning Star Wizard and an ordinary Archmage.

But this oppression brought not fear, but the peace of mind of a long-awaited reunion.

"Lord Spirit Eyes!"

"You're finally back!"

"Something just happened..."

Everyone quickly stood up and bowed, their voices filled with barely concealed surprise and excitement. Their voices mingled, but then quickly stopped.

The Spirit-Eyed Wizard slightly raised his hand, his five fingers gently waving, and the sound of the tide suddenly stopped, plunging the command room into a deathly silence.

"This is the magic array of the Goddess of the Magic Network,"

He finally spoke, his voice icy, "She wants to refine the entire outer plane and incorporate it into her divine kingdom."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed suddenly.

Even ordinary wizards who know little about the civilization of the gods know what the "divine kingdom" means.

The Kingdom of God is the final destination of the gods, a projection of their will.

In the divine realm, the gods are the will of heaven and earth, and the masters of all laws.

There is no such thing as "freedom" there; everything is controlled by the will of the gods.

Once this outer plane is incorporated into it, their existence will no longer belong to "wizards," but will become "believers," becoming "objects recorded in divine words."

"...Life and death were only a matter of her mind."

A great wizard murmured, as if finally realizing the true horror of this war.

"Now that we're already under the watchful eyes of the Goddess of Magic,"

The Spirit-Eyed Wizard continued, his tone completely unwavering.
“Then there’s no need to hide the signal anymore. Activate the communication frequency to the maximum and speed up the rendezvous with other wizards. What we need now is power, not secrecy.”

His commands were concise and clear, outlining the procedures for what followed.

Many level-three archmages nodded in agreement, but at that moment, his voice suddenly paused, his eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, and his eyes seemed to sense something.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had noticed anything unusual.

Then, the Spirit-Eyed Wizard spoke softly: "Go and check the resource depots of the four war fortresses."

"Look for any 'star materials': meteorite iron, azure star marrow, eternal sand dust, starlight crystals, etc. It would be best to collect a complete set. I will give you a detailed table, and send all the matching materials to me."

His tone offered no explanation, no extra words.

Although the level three archmages looked at each other, puzzled as to why the Spirit-Eyed Wizard suddenly needed these materials, no one dared to raise any objections.

They will only act quickly.

"understand!"

"I'll make arrangements right now!"

The order was given, and spells were activated, commanding the wizards to immediately set out to allocate resources.

After the minor incident, the Spirit-Eyed Wizard continued to formulate his next plan...

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Within the material plane.

On that vast plain shrouded in divine power, countless wizards gathered like a tide, silently gazing up at the sky with solemn expressions, the atmosphere so oppressive it was almost suffocating.

Above their heads, hundreds of massive war fortresses floated in the air, like steel behemoths perched in the sky, blocking out the sunlight and plunging the entire land into an eerie darkness and oppressive atmosphere.

The boundary between light and shadow is blurred, and time seems to slow down at this moment.

The core power reactors of these fortresses roared, rippling with energy, while in the center of the fortress complex, a barrier like a canopy covering the surrounding area was quietly expanding.

That is the embodiment of divine power, a barrier formed by the will of the gods.

It is crystal clear yet shines with a deep blue divine light, like an inverted divine seal, separating the entire plain from the sky.

Outside the barrier, countless mechanical puppets were arrayed like a tide. They had different shapes; some crawled like giant beetles, while others resembled humanoid warriors wielding halberds, their red crystal eyes flashing with cold killing intent.

Among them, countless wizards were busily directing and casting spells, constantly on guard against any unusual activity deep within the barrier.

At this moment, on a high ground closest to the divine power barrier, several figures stood in the wind.

Standing at the very front was an old wizard with a full head of silver hair and a long, snow-white beard. Despite his advanced age, he stood tall and straight like a pine tree.

His name is renowned throughout the entire Mechanical City—the Warhammer Master, one of the most prestigious mechanical wizards in the Mechanical City.

His aura was as steady as a mountain; just standing there, he was like an unshakeable fortress.

Beside him, several wizards with deep auras and restrained power quietly attended to him.

They were all powerful late-stage level three archmages, capable of handling things independently in normal times, but at this moment they all had solemn expressions and followed closely behind the Warhammer Master.

At the very end, there was a petite figure that seemed out of place.

That's Martha.

Her eyes were wide open as she warily surveyed her surroundings.

Although following behind the Warhammer Master was already extremely safe, she remained tense and dared not relax for a moment.

At that moment, a level three wizard draped in a black and silver robe stepped forward and reported to the Warhammer Master in a low voice:

"Lord Warhammer, something seems amiss over the barrier."

Despite his extremely high rank, this great wizard was completely unpretentious in front of the Warhammer Master, treating him with the utmost respect, just like a novice apprentice.

The Warhammer Master did not turn around; his gaze remained fixed on the divine power barrier in front of him, his eyes as deep as a well, as if he were seeing through the ripples of divine power to reveal a deeper truth.

"Hmm... the divine power is much stronger than before."

His voice was deep yet clear.

"This means that the 'Goddess of the Magic Network' is rapidly recovering in the outer plane."

"It's clear that she woke up prematurely without fully recovering... Now, her strength is gradually returning."

He exhaled softly, a complex look appearing in his eyes.

"She... is looking for something."

As one of the most central figures in the mechanical capital, the Warhammer Master is naturally qualified to know information at these levels.

Previously, the city lord of the Mechanical City had revealed to him the remaining secrets after the great battle with the Goddess of the Magic Network, and now, all signs are gradually confirming the initial speculation.

But right behind the Warhammer Master, Martha was quietly frowning.

Although she doesn't possess the insight and authority of a Warhammer Master, she has her own skepticism and intuition.

"Could it really be... related to Lynn?"

She muttered to herself, her eyes flickering, a complex expression on her face.

She had not forgotten the battle with the Star Hunters, nor the mysterious wizard who suddenly appeared and descended like a star.

If it weren't for that being's intervention, their entire team would probably have been wiped out long ago.

That being was so powerful it was almost unbelievable; its aura vaguely surpassed the limits of a third-level archmage and was approaching the level of the Morning Star.

Even more strangely, in this mechanical city, no one recognized who he was.

A strange Morning Star level wizard?
The sudden appearance of such a figure was obviously very strange, and the entire Eastern Theater Command issued the highest level of intelligence information about the mysterious Morning Star Wizard.

However, the Goddess of the Magic Network soon awoke, triggering a great battle that drew everyone's attention.

Looking back now, Martha had some guesses.

Perhaps that mysterious and powerful wizard is the "reason" that the Warhammer Master mentioned for awakening the Goddess of the Magic Net.

But she dared not voice this thought.

No one can tell.

Even if she spoke lightly, she had already kept this matter firmly hidden in her heart, like a secret sealed deep inside a mechanical box.

Because she knew that once she spoke out, it wouldn't just implicate that mysterious wizard.

There's also Lynn, and herself, and Giroud...

(End of this chapter)