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

Chapter 205 Extending Lifespan
Chapter 205
A spacetime storm swept across the entire outer plane, surging like a tidal wave, seemingly tearing the heavens and earth apart and shattering the order and rhythm of time.

Waves of silvery-white torrents roared in from the depths of the void, washing over the space like an invisible flood and turning the originally stable flow of time upside down.

In the eye of the storm, time ran rampant like a wild beast.

A day there, viewed from the outside world, is almost equivalent to a century having passed.

Even a powerful legendary mage, if caught in such a trap, could age and die in the blink of an eye if he is not careful.

As one moves further outwards, the effects of the spacetime storm gradually weaken, but it is still enough to cause all the powerful individuals to change their expressions drastically.

Upon realizing this terrifying time distortion, many powerful individuals, their faces filled with horror, fled the area swept by the storm.

Fortunately, the epicenter of this silvery storm fell on the second battlefield.

If it were to fall on the first battlefield, that place where the goddess's followers and the wizard army clashed.

I fear that countless lives will be swallowed up by this sudden torrent of aging time.

In the heart of the second battlefield, the two armies, which had been locked in a stalemate, were unable to maintain their formation amidst the raging storm.

A silvery-white wind swept by, and countless low-level mages and first-level wizards aged and deformed in an instant.

Their lifespan was originally only two or three hundred years, and in the eye of the storm, those remaining hundred-year lifespans vanished in an instant.

The wind howled like knives, and divine power surged like waves. In this alienated realm of time, the battlefield had become a theater of death.

In the heart of the storm, the flow of time is not constant but constantly distorted and changing, causing the transmission of information between them to become blurred and disordered.

Many wizards even struggle to communicate with their comrades who are physically close by.

Some people watch helplessly as their companions age at a visible rate, their skin cracks, their hair turns white, and they eventually dissipate like ashes in the wind, leaving only a handful of dust.

What's even more chilling is that the storm doesn't favor any side.

Whether they were believers loyal to the Goddess of the Magic Network or wizards seeking mysteries, regardless of their level of cultivation, all were swept away by this spacetime storm.

Even legendary-level powerhouses are not entirely immune.

Inside the Thirteenth War Fortress, the silence in the command room seemed to have been emptied of the sound of time.

Lynn was still firmly imprisoned by the great wizard Yud and could not move at all.

He was still thinking of a way to escape when he suddenly noticed that the scenery around him had changed abruptly.

The storm crept in silently.

Lynn felt as if everything in front of him had been suddenly pulled apart by an invisible hand.

The once solid and dazzling metal wall quickly became mottled and decayed, and the shimmering magic circle markings began to fade, resembling ruins eroded by a thousand years of wind and sand.

The great wizard Yud, who was facing him, had originally had a sharp gaze and a murderous aura, but now he looked terrified, and his hawk-like eyes flashed with an unprecedented panic.

The great wizard Yud trembled as he stretched out a hand, seemingly wanting to reach for Lynn's forehead.

However, before the raised hand could even touch Lynn's forehead, it began to wither, crack, and weather at an alarming speed!
Several sharp cracking sounds, like shattering glass, echoed in the command room.

The next moment, the powerful wizard turned into a pile of ashes right before Lynn's eyes.

His figure seemed to bear the pressure of ten thousand years, quietly collapsing under the weight of time.

Lynn stared blankly at the ashes drifting in the wind, his eyes unfocused, as if he were still immersed in the shock of that moment.

His pupils reflected the chaotic, silvery-white light at the eye of the storm, a light like tiny stars swirling in the darkness, yet carrying an eerie chill and an aura of destruction.

His heart pounded, his palms were sweating, and his face was pale with fear and shock.

"Lynn, something's wrong with you!"

A deep, anxious voice suddenly rang in his ears; it was Maple Tree.

Even though it was extremely weak at that moment, it still forced itself to awaken from its slumber, just to deliver a crucial message.

"Have you stumbled into some kind of secret realm? There seems to be a problem with the flow of time there..."

"You must be careful, absolutely do not move! The flow of time differs greatly between some spaces... You might only step halfway in, and the other half of your body will age a thousand years in an instant, turning into dust in a flash!"

"Next, you need to..."

The maple tree's voice carried an unprecedented tension and urgency. Even through mental communication, Lynn could clearly sense the panic and anxiety in its tone.

It was as if any hesitation would mean certain death in the storm.

However, before the words were finished, the voice abruptly stopped.

Lynn looked down at his chest, where a faint blue light still flickered—the last trace left by the maple tree before it fell asleep.

He knew that the other person had fallen into a coma again.

The maple tree was already severely injured and had not yet recovered. Forcing it to awaken was already its limit. In this strange and dangerous place where time was disordered, it simply could not hold on for long.

However, the brief reminder was enough for Lynn to understand the current situation.

"The flow of time... is it like a day in heaven is a year on earth? No, it's much more exaggerated than that."

He murmured to himself, his gaze falling once more on the ashes.

Those are the remains of the great wizard Yud.

Not long ago, he was a powerful level three archmage, with astonishing strength that inspired awe.

But now, in the blink of an eye, it is as if it has been eroded by endless years, its vitality extinguished, and it has turned into dust.

Lynn remembered clearly how ferocious the Great Wizard Yud looked just now, as if he wanted to deliver a fatal blow to him.

But he ultimately failed. The hand that was about to fall cracked and fell off as quickly as rotten wood before it even got close to him.

Then, the person ages rapidly amidst the tearing of the storm, eventually disintegrating.

Did I escape unscathed?
Or are we simply not in the same time dimension, making it impossible for the other party to take action against us?
Lynn wasn't sure.

But he could feel that he had just brushed with death.

"Don't move... Absolutely do not move..."

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Despite being so close to the great wizard Yud, it felt as if they were separated by a time chasm spanning millennia.

Even taking just one step could lead to entering a realm of time flow, resulting in unbearable consequences.

Lynn remained motionless, standing like a statue, as if the slightest movement of his toes would send him into another time flow.

His forehead was soaked with cold sweat, and the fine beads of sweat slowly slid down his cheeks, but he didn't even dare to raise his hand to wipe them away.

If he makes even the slightest mistake, he could end up like that great wizard Yud, caught in another terrifying time vortex, his lifespan consumed in an instant...

"Maple Tree hasn't said what to do yet... How do we break this deadlock?"

Lynn's murmurs revealed an unusual panic and helplessness.

His face was ashen, and his heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer. He had never felt death so clearly.

He did not die in the Spirit Eye Furnace he had just transmigrated to, nor in the bizarre landscape, nor in the pursuit of the Furnace Stone.

But this interdimensional battle was the first time he had ever felt that life might come to an end here...

This was perhaps the closest he ever came to death.

He didn't die at the hands of an enemy, but at the end of his own lifespan. Fortunately, he had just successfully broken through to the level of a second-level wizard, thus extending his lifespan to five hundred years.

For ordinary people, this is a miracle that is beyond their reach.

But in this space where time is disordered and flow is unbalanced, five hundred years may only be a fleeting moment.

He thought of the great wizard Yud, who was originally a powerful being, but in this strange storm, he seemed to be rapidly eroded into a skeleton by time, without even a chance to resist, and just crumbled into ashes.

That scene was so vivid, it seemed to be imprinted deep in Lynn's mind, and he couldn't shake it off.

"Don't panic...don't move around..."

Lynn took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down and suppress her fear with reason.

"How do we break this deadlock...? Do we have to rely on the Spirit of the Azure Sky?"

He knew that he was currently trapped in a special time flow zone.

Although it was much more peaceful than the period when the Great Wizard Yud was in, it was still desperately fast compared to the outside world.

Although one has a lifespan of five hundred years, if one stays here for too long, it is equivalent to exhausting one's entire life in a brief moment in the outside world.

Just like what he had just witnessed.

The great wizard Yud approached him from another "time layer," but instantly turned old and gray.

Perhaps, in the eyes of outsiders, Yud's action was merely a fleeting moment of raising his hand, but in that "dimension," it had already been a thousand years of decay.

So how can we save ourselves?
Lynn's mind raced, and the first thing that came to his mind was to use the Spirit of Azure Sky.

Like a maple tree, one temporarily resides in a transcendent plant, using the divine power of the Azure Sky Spirit to seek refuge within it.

The Spirit of the Azure Sky, as a part of the divine essence split off from the main god, possesses the characteristic of "immortality".

If one could enter its interior, perhaps one could temporarily escape the threat of death posed by the rapid flow of time.

"An extraordinary plant... Ivegrid? I think I still have one more trick up my sleeve!"

A thought flashed through Lynn's mind like lightning, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Lynn wasn't sure if he could escape the Azure Sky Spirit, but another method seemed to be just the right way to deal with the current situation!

Sharing life and death, a skill every nature wizard must master, allows for a deep spiritual fusion between the nature wizard and extraordinary plants.

At that time, Lynn will be Evegrid!

He clearly remembered that when he was the guardian wizard of the castle, he discovered a unique resource that could extend the lifespan of extraordinary plants!
frozen soil!

Lynn grasped the importance of the permafrost to the nature wizard the moment he saw it.

Therefore, he spent almost all of his military achievements on the frozen soil, and practically monopolized the frozen soil in this plane of the world!

However, Lynn believed that the realization of the frozen soil would only be possible after he returned to the wizarding world and communicated with other nature wizards.

But at this moment, it seems that the frozen soil can be used to break this situation!
But, just as he grasped this idea...

The world changes dramatically!

Rumble!
A deep, booming sound, like the thunder of a heavenly drum, echoed in the void. Suddenly, a silvery-white gale surged across the sky, like thousands of serpents winding and coiling in the heavens.

They drive a raging torrent of energy, like invisible saw blades, tearing out chaotic cracks in the gaps of space and time.

With each gust of wind that swept across the land, the flow of time changed dramatically, as if countless worlds were overlapping, collapsing, and regenerating on the same piece of land!
Lynn's heart sank suddenly, and a strong sense of unease exploded in her chest.

This silvery-white spacetime storm seemed to have undergone a new mutation, with its internal laws suddenly becoming disordered, broken, and reorganized, bringing a deeper level of chaos and uncertainty.

Because of this sudden change, Lynn was jolted awake; the storm was bound to affect him!
With this in mind, he dared not hesitate any longer and immediately waved his hand, causing a sudden surge of cold air.

Countless icy blue permafrosts emerged from the void, layer upon layer, surrounding and covering him, as if forming a tranquil realm isolated from the world.

The moment the permafrost formed, a towering, lush giant tree suddenly appeared behind him, its branches and leaves abundant and its roots strong—it was none other than his extraordinary plant, Yvegrid.

Lynn's gaze turned solemn as he slowly took a step back, gradually merging with the shadow of the tree.

His silhouette transformed into a beam of light, slowly disappearing into Ifgrid's body, his soul merging with it, and his aura instantly became restrained and long.

Meanwhile, Yvegrid stood on the frozen ground, its branches trembling, as if sensing the distortion of time and the threat of the storm around it.

It began to rapidly shrink itself, its branches and leaves coiling and its roots curling up, compressing the massive tree body to its limit.

Like a silent seed, it strives to minimize its exposed area and reduce the erosion of itself by the external flow of time.

Lynn's soul took deep root in Ifgrid, sinking into the frozen earth, feeling the life force hidden in the chill, which continuously nourished his symbiotic body with the plants.

As part of the laws of nature, permafrost inherently possesses the ability to regulate the order of time, slowing down the flow of time to delay the depletion of life.

It is precisely this slowing effect that allows Lynn's "existence time" to remain within a controllable range, even when time in the outside world seems to be stretching out wildly.

He vaguely sensed that shortly after he disappeared into Ifgrid, the metal floor of the war fortress beneath his feet underwent another subtle change.

The metal surface, which was already slightly rusted, was now decaying, peeling off, and turning to dust at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The metal plate where his left foot had been standing had completely collapsed and vanished into nothingness...

If he hadn't merged with Ifgrid beforehand and shrunk his form to hide in the frozen ground...

At this moment, he, like that piece of metal, has probably become a speck of nameless dust, annihilated in this ever-changing space-time.

A chill ran through him like a cold wind, sending shivers down his spine.

"...The effectiveness of the permafrost is weakening, and I must constantly replenish it to maintain this protective layer..."

Lynn sensed the decline in the effectiveness of the frozen soil within Ifgrid's body and immediately replenished it, covering the depleted land once again.

As the permafrost replenished, that familiar, cold yet stable feeling enveloped him once again, causing his tense emotions to relax slightly and the trembling in his soul to gradually subside.

As time passed, the ravages of the temporal storm did not immediately end.

The silvery-white air currents constantly shuttle between heaven and earth, like a giant net spanning all things, tirelessly capturing every fragile existence.

Several storms caused the heavens and earth to tremble and time to become disordered, making the entire space seem to be on the verge of collapse.

But Lynn managed to avoid several fatal impacts thanks to Evgrid's stealth form and the slow protection of the frozen ground.

Finally, after several violent distortions, the spacetime storm seemed to gradually subside, the silver light began to dissipate, and the flow of time around them gradually stabilized.

However, Lynn dared not make the slightest move.

He knew that the storm in this space could erupt again at any moment, and one wrong move could lead to utter destruction.

Hidden within Ifgrid, he could only meditate quietly, silently sensing the obscure and incomprehensible power of the contract in his mind, and slowly studying the civilization heritage to which Qi belonged.

At the same time, he continued to practice the "Azure Sky Meditation Method".

Due to the unique characteristics of the "Azure Sky Meditation Method," it can enhance the growth of extraordinary plants and also strengthen the mental power of wizards.

However, this depends on the state of mind when practicing the "Blue Sky Meditation Method".

Lynn can only maintain the form of Ifgrid now, so he can only enhance the extraordinary plant itself.

Time passed slowly as Lynn continued to delve deeper into the incredibly complex contract in his mind.

On one hand, he continuously practiced the "Azure Sky Meditation Method," gradually increasing the strength of his Ifgrid...

Time, however, continues to flow by at an unimaginable speed...

(End of this chapter)