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

Chapter 233 Martial Immortal - Corona Borealis Great Wall

Chapter 233

Inside the wizard-only café, the air is filled with magical energy, and the coffee sold here is completely different from that in the mortal world.

After all, with the continuous breakthroughs in their cultivation levels, the wizards' bodies have already undergone a qualitative change under the radiation of energy factors, and ordinary coffee has long lost its stimulating effect on them.

Therefore, cafés in the wizarding world often have a unique style, with drinks mixed with trace amounts of magical potions, some to enhance perception, some to soothe the mind, and some to aid in meditation and cultivation.

At this moment, in a booth by the window in the cafe, Lynn was sitting opposite a young man, with two fragrant lattes on the table.

Neither of them touched their drinks; they simply looked at each other, the atmosphere heavy.

The man in front of me looked very ordinary and unremarkable, as if he were just a random passerby picked up from the street.

Short brown hair, light blue eyes, an ordinary face...

Green Jefferson.

This was the familiar yet unfamiliar name on his contact list.

But Lynn's gaze fell on the four clearly visible and dazzling energy shields on the other person's body.

This is no longer the Level 3 Grand Wizard in the "Memory of the Spirit-Eyed Wizard"
He is clearly a genuine Morning Star Wizard!

Lynn was secretly alarmed.

No wonder this Wizard Green is ranked so low in the Eye of the Spirit's contact list, with very few contact records.

The opponent had actually quietly entered the Morning Star realm, and even the Spirit Eye Wizard was unaware of such a major breakthrough.

But upon closer reflection, this is not surprising.

G. Jefferson's teacher was Hercules.

That's one of the most important figures within the Forgestone, controlling strategic resources like the core teleportation array. It's only natural that he could cultivate a disciple to the Morning Star level.

As Lynn pondered, his gaze lingered on the other person, while Green was also sizing up Lynn.

He originally thought that the Spirit Eye Wizard would come to meet him in person, but instead only a young, unfamiliar wizard came.

Sure enough, Green frowned slightly, and although he didn't say anything, his confusion was already evident.

Lynn, of course, was well-prepared and, without the slightest hesitation, eloquently delivered her pre-prepared speech:
"The teacher had something come up and couldn't get away, so I'm coming in her place..."

With a sincere tone and a calm expression, Lynn slowly explained to the wizard Green.

Yes, in this narrative, Lynn identifies the Spirit-Eyed Wizard as his mentor.

He himself was merely a student and messenger, sent to relay messages and negotiate on behalf of his teacher.

This is not simply about concealing one's identity; it's more of a psychological game of strategy.

After all, he was about to face the all-powerful and unfathomably powerful Martial Immortal, and conduct a potentially life-or-death deal with him.

If he were to appear under the name "Lynn," his status would be that of a mere third-level archmage, too insignificant to be easily underestimated, and making it difficult for him to gain the upper hand in negotiations.

Once the "imaginary backer" Spirit Eye Wizard is placed behind the scenes, he becomes Spirit Eye's student and messenger.

In this way, both Green and Hercules himself will naturally focus their attention on the Spirit-Eyed Wizard, rather than Lynn, the pawn who relays the Spirit-Eyed Wizard's message.

Even if Lynn meets Hercules himself later, the pressure he will face will certainly not be very high.

After some explanation, Green finally understood the background and identity of the third-level archmage named Lynn.

He didn't care about the other messy details.

The only thing he cared about was the "top-tier level six treasure" mentioned in the Spirit Eye Wizard's letter.

"You should know how valuable my teacher's time is."

Green took a small sip of his latte, his tone calm yet undeniably authoritative.
"I can only apply for one minute for you at most."

He paused, a hint of sarcasm playing on his lips, and said softly:
“Lingmou doesn’t dare to come in person. Is he afraid that my teacher will kill him and steal his treasure? Ha... He’s getting more and more confused. He’s not as sensible as he was when he made the deal with me.”

As he finished speaking, a glimmer of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

At that time, the Spirit Eye Wizard was already a Morning Star level expert, while Green was just a wizard who had just broken through to the third level.

Although he came from an extraordinary background and was a direct disciple of the Hercules, in this world where strength reigns supreme, status is merely an ornament; only power is fundamental.

Even inside the Forgestone, where many wizards treated him with utmost respect, those empty titles carried little weight in the presence of a Morning Star wizard.

However, the Spirit-Eyed Wizard never acted arrogantly or overly wary of him because of his background. Instead, he behaved very appropriately and with perfect sense of propriety.

That encounter made Green more respectful of this "older generation" wizard.

But sentimentality is just sentimentality; he quickly shook his head, putting his emotions behind him, and his tone turned serious as he reminded Lynn:

"I'll only remind you once: when you see my teacher later, don't say a single word of nonsense. Just take out the thing that Lingmou gave you."

His gaze was sharp as a knife, and his tone was biting:
"If you can impress the teacher, I will naturally take you there. If you can't, even if you say ten thousand words, it will all be in vain."

Lynn nodded respectfully.

His current role is that of a student of the Spirit Eye Wizard, a middleman, and a "pawn" of the messenger.

In this role, humility and composure are the best disguises.

The two continued to wait in the cafe.

Fleeting glimpses of light and shadow outside the window, the magic lamp gleaming.

The coffee on the table had gone cold, but they simply chatted slowly and deliberately, saying very little, but without any awkwardness.

Green scheduled his meeting with the teacher for an hour later. During that time, he casually asked Lynn a few questions, not so much to test her, but more like to chat.

However, these questions were almost entirely unrelated to Lynn himself; they were mostly inquiries about the current situation and research progress of the Spirit Eye Wizard.

Lynn handled the situation flawlessly.

After all, he had been browsing through the memories of the Spirit Eye for quite some time, and he was very familiar with this information.

And so, as time passed, the magic clock in the café quietly struck the hour.

Green stood up, glanced at Lynn, and said succinctly:
"Let's go."

Lynn nodded, and the two walked out of the coffee shop side by side.

Passing through floating energy channels and traversing streets paved with witch runes, they soon stopped in a deserted and rather secluded area.

Green raised his hand, and a wisp of pale blue starlight appeared at his fingertips, then spread outwards, quickly forming a dark blue barrier.

As the starlight shimmered, the atmosphere within the barrier instantly shut out the noise and bustle of the world, becoming tranquil and solemn.

Standing in the center of the barrier, Green took out the token symbolizing the identity of "The Crucible Daily," his expression solemn, and waited for the appointed moment.

Lynn stood quietly to one side, single-mindedly waiting for time to pass.

Finally, as the pointer reached the appointed moment, a ray of starlight, as if falling from the depths of the sky, suddenly appeared.

Starlight slowly gathered in the sky, condensing into a phantom figure with flowing light, seemingly far away in the star field, yet truly reflected in front of the two.

Upon seeing this, Green became solemn, immediately bowed deeply, and then quickly reported the matter entrusted to him by the Spirit-Eyed Wizard.

Lynn dared not be negligent. Upon seeing the starlight appear, he immediately bowed respectfully.

After Green introduced himself, he did not forget his prior instructions and took out the items that had been prepared in advance without saying a word.

It was a long, jet-black hair, each strand distinct, translucent, and exuding a faint fragrance.

Just from this single strand of hair, one can imagine that its owner is no ordinary person, but must be an exceptionally beautiful woman.

But what truly made Green change his expression at that moment was the aura that was faintly emanating from his hair.

He glanced sideways, his pupils contracting slightly. The energy contained within that aura was extremely unfamiliar, carrying a strong sense of alienation; it clearly did not belong to the wizarding world itself, but rather originated from the civilization of the gods!

Moreover, the energy level remaining in that strand of hair was far beyond his perception limit.

Even just getting close, Green could vaguely feel his mental power being suppressed.

He was shocked and wondered where the Spirit-Eyed Wizard had gotten the remains of such a being.

However, what was even more chilling was the figure made of starlight.

Although it was just a distant projection that didn't speak, Lynn clearly felt an invisible gaze sweep over him, seemingly from the vast galaxy, cold and profound, as if it could see through all pretense.

The gaze wasn't fixed on him, but rather on the strand of long hair in his hand.

Even so, he still felt a slight stiffness all over his body, as if his whole being was frozen by that gaze.

If that gaze were truly directed at him, he suspected that even his thoughts would momentarily freeze.

The starlight figure remained silent, seemingly examining that strand of hair closely.

Lynn felt a sense of unease.

He wasn't sure if the high and mighty Hercules could be truly moved by the projection of the token.

However, the next moment, a calm yet authoritative voice rang out in the air: "Bring him here."

As the words fell, the starlight slowly dissipated, like the most distant star in the night sky slowly disappearing.

Lynn and Green breathed a sigh of relief almost simultaneously.

The air began to flow again, the barrier slowly dissipated, and the starlight faded away bit by bit.

Green didn't say much this time, and simply said:
"Come on, I'll take you to see the teacher."

Upon hearing this, Lynn's eyes lit up, and his heart beat slightly faster. He was finally going to see the Martial Immortal himself.

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The Forgestone is divided into inner and outer regions. The place where Lynn and Green first met belongs to the outer region. Although it is equally mysterious and strict, it is far less imposing than the core region.

This time, the two followed a deep passage and headed straight for the inner area.

There is a clear dividing line between the inside and the outside, which is the boundary drawn by the magical array of the Furnace Stone.

Inside and outside the formation, it was as if they were two different worlds, with completely different environments and atmospheres. With just one step, it felt like stepping into another realm.

However, just before entering the inner area, Green led Lynn on a detour, passing through a very special area.

Lynn had seen a corner of this place from afar on Obsidian Mountain, but now that he was actually close, he was even more awestruck.

It was a vast abyss, as if the sky had been torn apart. Countless cracks appeared on the pitch-black ground, and beneath the cracks lay a deep, dark void.

Even more astonishingly, in the depths of that void, floated enormous life forms that resembled stars.

They swam slowly, flapped their wings, and swayed, like stars flowing in the night sea, both solemn and eerie.

Compared to the fleeting glimpse from afar, this close-up gaze stirred a strange flutter in Lynn's heart.

He had never seen such a creature before, and even in the vast knowledge and memory of the Spirit-Eyed Wizard, there was no record of it.

Sensing Lynn's confusion, Green, who was walking ahead, casually turned around and explained in a light tone:
"It's normal that you don't recognize these creatures. They weren't born naturally, but... created by the teacher himself."

He paused, then added, "This area, too, was personally prepared by the teacher."

The words were spoken softly, yet they stirred up a storm in Lynn's heart.

“Created creatures…?” Lynn’s eyes narrowed slightly, his mind in turmoil.

Creating life and creating organisms are essentially two different dimensions.

The former is based on a known template or structure, and is generated by filling in the gaps with magic and materials. As long as the skill is mastered, even a level three archmage can do it.

But the latter, creating entirely new species and shaping the logic of life and ecosystems from nothing, is not only a profound skill in the field of witchcraft, but is closer to the realm of "creation"!

And at this moment, in this rift valley, those enormous, star-like beings are such a "miracle".

Moreover, this entire region, resembling a deep abyss of space, was actually created by Hercules...

Lynn's throat moved slightly, and he was momentarily speechless.

He suddenly remembered the many strange sights he had seen from the obsidian mountain.

Are those absurd, shocking, and unbelievable creations also the casual works of wizarding giants like Hercules?

If that's true... just how powerful can a wizard be?

Before Lynn's shock had subsided, another question arose:
Why would these top-tier entities choose to do this?

Lynn was not entirely ignorant about the Hercules.

At least he knew that the other party was a level six Morning Star Wizard who had lived for a very long time and was a famous legendary figure in the entire Forgestone.

But it was precisely because the other party had already reached such a high position that he was even more convinced that such a person must have higher aspirations.

To cross the chasm between the morning star and the bright moon, and step into the next higher realm, that is their true goal.

After all, no matter how bright the morning star shines, how can it compete with the moon?
Could these amazing creations and landscapes be related to the threshold leading to the "bright moon"?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy and curious he became.

However, Green had no intention of explaining. After saying the previous sentence, he led Lynn straight into the deeper part of the area.

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The interior of the Forgestone is equally vast and intricate, divided into multiple independent zones, each with its own system and function.

Below, Lynn saw strange buildings he had never seen before, with diverse shapes and complex textures, containing not only profound structures but also a strong visual impact.

But what attracted Lynn the most was not the structural wonders, but the extraordinary energy environment of the entire interior area.

As soon as he stepped into this place, he keenly sensed that the flow of energy between heaven and earth here was completely different from that of the outside world!

Externally, the distribution of energy factors roughly follows natural laws: watersides have more water element, volcanoes have more fire element, plateaus have more wind element...

But here, the elemental factors are in perfect balance!

Fire, water, light, darkness, and even rare negative energy factors were all at his disposal, as if readily available.

It felt like being inside a giant energy pool!

Lynn had used "energy pools" in some high-level laboratories. These were closed systems constructed with extremely rare resources, capable of mixing various elements for researchers to study, cast spells, and forge...

But even just maintaining such facilities requires enormous resources.

And now, this entire interior area in front of us is simply an unimaginably vast super energy pool!

The resources consumed by such a feat are probably astronomical figures that ordinary wizards cannot even imagine!

Deeply shocked, Lynn, guided by Green, finally arrived at Hercules's residence.

In this prime location where every inch of land is precious, the Hercules Throne occupies an entire vast expanse of land, with an extremely wide view and no one around, making it seem like the ruler of a realm.

In this region, most areas remain in their natural, pristine state: rolling grasslands, vast forests, towering mountains, and tranquil lakes.

Only in the very center did Lynn see a magnificent and well-organized group of buildings, like the heart of a furnace, standing firmly on this land.

That place is the Martial Immortal Forge.

"The teacher is ready to see us."

Gazing at the cluster of buildings in the distance, Green suddenly spoke, his tone calm yet full of meaning.

Upon hearing this, Lynn's gaze involuntarily turned to the core of that wizarding building complex.

He saw that in the very center stood a towering tower that reached the sky.

That is Hercules' own wizard tower.

The entire tower is pitch black, silent and solemn, like an ancient deity standing still.

However, at this moment, streaks of starlight slowly rose from the tower, as if the night sky had fallen to earth.

Even though they were still far away, Lynn could clearly see that a huge crack was slowly emerging at the top of the wizard's tower, stretching across the sky.

From within the crack, countless starlight surged forth, like a cascading Milky Way, instantly dyeing the sky above the Martial Immortal Furnace a sea of ​​stars.

He had initially thought the starlight curtain was some kind of wonder of the Martial Immortal Forge itself, but after hearing Green's words, he was suddenly struck by a jolt:
These strange phenomena were actually Hercules waiting for them?

The thought flashed through his mind, and he and Green naturally dared not delay. Their figures transformed into streaks of light, and they quickly rushed towards the wizard tower.

The closer Lynn got to the tower, the more he could sense some strange fluctuations in the world around him.

One after another, unique auras emanated from the tower, completely out of sync with the original rhythms of the wizarding world, as if they came from another realm.

That sense of incongruity was like the strand of "the goddess of magic's hair" that he had once taken out, carrying an aura that transcended conventional understanding.

"Hmm? This is..." Lynn had a vague guess in his mind, but he couldn't be sure.

Until... they finally reached the bottom of the wizard's tower.

Looking up at the top of that dark tower, Lynn was finally able to clearly see the entire interior of the crack.

Then, he froze, as if petrified.

Within that crack lay a vast, dark universe!

Boundless and deep, without light, it resembles a real sea of ​​stars.

Even more breathtaking is that within that sea of ​​stars, countless stars are connected to each other, like chains of stars extending outwards, crisscrossing and intricately interwoven!

These stars shone brightly, transforming into a waterfall of silver light that cascaded from the cracks, illuminating the entire sky above the Martial Immortal Furnace.

At that moment, Lynn felt not only shock, but also an indescribable sense of insignificance.

The scenery there is beyond the wizarding world!
Even though Lynn had participated in the Plane Expedition, he had never seen anything outside the Wizarding World!

This was a sight he had never seen before, and it was not a realm that ordinary wizards could easily access.

Green, standing to the side, remained calm, as if he were already used to it all, and simply said:
"This is the teacher's 'Hercules Corona Borealis Great Wall'."

(End of this chapter)