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

Chapter 251 Golden Totem, Tyrant Earth Dragon Emperor
Chapter 251

The center of the Duchy of Cuilan is the former capital.

It is surrounded by multiple provinces, presenting a "group of dragons surrounding a pearl" pattern.

In the past, the royal decrees were transmitted to all provinces like blood vessels, controlling the power center of the entire duchy.

However, with the appearance of that terrifying golden totem, which engulfed the entire capital in golden light, all order collapsed.

The Duchy of Cuilan is now defunct in name only, having been divided into several provinces that govern themselves, with a broken power structure and a loss of communication between government and local authorities.

Worse still, the Genesis Society, a behemoth entrenched in various regions, is frantically infiltrating the kingdom, instigating provincial rebellions, creating disasters, and plunging the entire country into unprecedented chaos.

On the road leading to the ruins of the capital, a massive legion was assembling.

Banners filled the sky, armor gleamed like snow, and the procession stretched endlessly, as if dark clouds were pressing down, obscuring the sky and the sun.

However, although this legion is large in number, most of them are just ordinary people wearing armor. The real core combat force consists of alchemists mixed in: black iron, brass, and even the extremely rare silver alchemists.

At the very center of the legion, Evelyn, her large white robe billowing in the wind and completely covering her delicate body, was walking slowly forward.

Her face was cold and aloof, her aura noble, like a queen forged from ice and snow, making people dare not look directly at her.

Aside from her trusted followers of the Feathered Serpent Order, she was surrounded by two "outsiders," Lynn and Earl Weil.

Lynn has now entered the ranks of Silver Alchemists, and even disregarding his secret collaboration with Evelyn, this status alone is enough to secure him the second position in the entire legion.

Earl Welsh, on the other hand, bears the heavy responsibility of commanding the mortal army, and is in charge of the army's logistics and marching arrangements.

“My lord, I have already sent men to contact the earls of the other provinces,” Earl Weil reported in a low voice, his tone full of respect.

"However, the situation in various places is turbulent, and the trouble caused by the Creation Society has not been eliminated. They are all preoccupied with their own problems and are temporarily unable to send troops with our allied forces."

Evelyn's beautiful eyes remained unmoved upon hearing this, as if everything was already under her control.

"It's alright." She parted her red lips slightly, her voice cold and resolute.
"Whether they come or not is just for show. With me and the Feathered Serpent Society, that's enough."

After saying this, Evelyn gently raised her hand, her expression calm yet brooking no argument: "Let's go."

"Yes!"

Earl Welch immediately gave the order.

Rumble!
With each long blast of bugles, the massive army, like a steel torrent, slowly set off.

The heavy boots pounded the ground, the metallic clang of armor scraping against each other creating a deafening echo, as the mighty army slowly advanced towards the capital...

As the army marched, banners fluttered and war drums beat softly.

Evelyn, draped in a white robe, rode a black-maned warhorse, her beautiful eyes lost in thought, as if pondering something unseen.

After a long while, she turned her head to look at Lynn not far away, her tone carrying a hint of inquiry:

“Viscount Layton, according to what you said before, your teacher Klaus is now hiding in the capital? I thought he had already fled.”

Lynn remained calm, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, but simply nodded slightly.

He could indeed sense that Klaus's lingering presence had not yet left the capital, but his real question at this moment was something else entirely.

He looked at the densely packed army of mortals behind him, his brows furrowing slightly.

Such a massive military force seems excessive for the upcoming alchemist duel.

They were unable to withstand the terrifying destructive power of alchemy, and it would easily slow down the overall march, and might even expose their tracks.

Thinking of this, Lynn finally spoke, his tone tinged with doubt:

"This army of mortals...won't it slow us down? Besides, what use can they be against an enemy like Klaus?"

However, Evelyn seemed to have anticipated his question, chuckled softly, and narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly:

"It seems that you and Klaus don't have a very deep relationship."

Her tone was somewhat probing, but seeing Lynn's calm and composed expression, she coughed lightly, abandoning her teasing tone, and said seriously:

“Although we, as a throne-level power, do not have an in-depth understanding of the Genesis Society, we have still obtained some key intelligence.”

"They wave the banner of creating a new world and destroying the old order, and keep saying that they want 'everyone to be like a dragon,' as if they are talking about a phantom ideal."

"But the reason Klaus got involved, and the Genesis Society was able to wreak havoc on the continent in such a short time, wasn't because of slogans..."

She paused, her red lips parted slightly, her tongue lightly grazing her lips, and a burning, greedy light shone in her beautiful eyes:

“Viscount Layton, you must have heard of the legend of the ‘World Tree’, right?”

Lynn was slightly taken aback.

The World Tree, a legendary creature alongside dragons, angels, and hell, exists in folk rhymes and heretical poems and is considered a fantastical illusion.

However, from Evelyn's perspective, it seemed to be more than just a legend.

As expected, Evelyn's tone turned serious:
"Although its authenticity cannot be confirmed yet, according to the secret information obtained by the Feathered Serpent Society, the 'Creator' of the Creation Society... does indeed possess something similar to the World Tree."

“More importantly…” her voice deepened, each word ringing with conviction, “those thirty-odd golden totems that destroyed the capital were derived from the ‘World Tree’!”

Lynn's pupils contracted slightly, and a wave of emotion surged within him.

It's important to understand that even if you add up all the living Golden Thrones in the world, you probably wouldn't be able to find thirty.

However, the Creation Society was able to release more than thirty golden totems in one fell swoop, swallowing up the capitals of more than thirty countries one by one.

If this were a true golden totem, the Creation Society would have swept across the entire continent long ago. Why would they need to cower in the shadows, stir up trouble, and use others to do their dirty work?
Clearly, these so-called "golden totems" are not the true power of the Golden Throne.

After hearing Evelyn's explanation, Lynn understood quite a bit.

These totems, born from the "World Tree," may indeed possess some of the power of the golden totems, but they are far from comparable to the true golden throne.

It's more like a replica, relying on a special mechanism to maintain its strength, lacking any fundamental qualitative change.

However... even so, it is still strange and powerful.

But what does this have to do with those cumbersome and bloated mortal armies?

As if sensing Lynn's question, Evelyn smiled gently, her tone carrying a hint of mystery:

"According to the intelligence we have, the 'World Tree' not only gave birth to totems and alchemy... but also to all life forms in the world, including us and them."

Her gaze swept over the advancing army of mortals, her eyes deep and unfathomable.
"The golden totem created by the Creation Society using the 'World Tree' has now firmly enveloped the capitals of various countries, like some kind of barrier, making it difficult for outsiders to approach, let alone break through."

"But we have found that as long as the 'quantity' is sufficient, even ordinary people can have a subtle effect on it."

"When the number reaches a certain critical point... even mortals without totems can resonate with the 'life response' and pry open the barrier built by the World Tree."

Upon hearing this, Lynn frowned slightly and his gaze darkened.

So that's how it is. These mortals weren't simply "military force," but were used as "fuse."

A fuse that could potentially pry open the entire capital's protective barrier.

However, what Lynn was really concerned about was not the so-called royal capital defense line, but the World Tree.

If he wasn't mistaken, this mysterious "World Tree" was very likely the Level 4 opportunity that his true self had been searching for!
Mastering it is like having a key to enter the fourth level!
A sharp glint appeared in Lynn's eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

The problem is that even though the veil of the Creation Society has now been lifted somewhat, the true core...

The "creator" still hides in the darkness.

At this stage, only members of the Genesis Society have been exposed...

The creator who wielded the World Tree had no name, no appearance, no known gender, and no totem records.

He was like a shadow in the depths of chaos, never truly surfacing. All investigations were ultimately cut off at some point, making him impossible to trace.

Not only the Feathered Serpent Society, but all other Throne-level powers were at a loss.

Finding the creator and obtaining the World Tree is indeed a long and arduous journey...

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Time passed, and with the sound of footsteps that shook the ground, the army finally arrived at the capital of the Duchy of Cuilan.

This place was originally situated on a vast plain, with a well-connected terrain, serving as a transportation hub to various provinces.

In the past, it was a bustling place with a constant flow of people and carriages, the heart and core of power of the principality.

Now, the entire plain is as silent as a graveyard, deserted and empty.

A gentle breeze carried a faint scent of dust and lingering blood, sending chills down one's spine.

A massive army, as dense as a tidal wave, swept into this silent land, their armor clashing and banners fluttering.

Evelyn, Lynn, and the others at the forefront all focused their gazes on the depths of the distant plains.

According to Layton's memories in Lynn's mind, there should have been a magnificent and imposing royal capital city with towering walls, dominating the world and guarding all directions.

However, at this moment, there were no city walls, no people, only a giant golden beast lying between heaven and earth.

It was an extremely dazzling presence, almost impossible to look directly at.

It lay prostrate on the ground, its body enormous, seemingly cast in gold, gleaming with golden light, oppressing heaven and earth like the remains of a god.

Even from a great distance, the overwhelming pressure that sent shivers down their spines was palpable, causing all the soldiers to instinctively slow their pace and hold their breath.

Lynn gazed ahead, his brows slowly furrowing.

That... is the golden totem that devoured the entire capital?
The golden behemoth lay motionless, its body undulating like a mountain range, its face contorted in a ferocious grimace, its body covered in thick scales, resembling a sleeping dragon, yet exuding an innate sense of royal authority and tyranny.

“That is… the Tyrant Earth Dragon Emperor.”

Evelyn spoke in a low voice, as if recounting an ancient legend.

"It is one of the golden totems from a thousand years ago, summoned from history by the Creation Society. We don't know what methods were used to forcibly 'revive' these once throne-level totems."

"Although his strength and consciousness have been greatly weakened, his remaining instincts alone are enough to destroy a country."

Lynn's gaze sharpened slightly upon hearing this.

"A totem of revival? But surely there must have been a price to pay?"

He subconsciously associated it with certain forbidden techniques in the wizarding world, such as the concept of "reincarnation".

Evelyn nodded: "More or less. But they don't have self-awareness, only retaining some of their power and skills. For example, this Earth Dragon King has a complete defense and barrier release mechanism, and it will launch the 'Earth Rumble' impact every once in a while... Even a Silver Alchemist would find it difficult to withstand head-on."

"Moreover, the capital city is currently completely sealed off by the barrier it has released. Our Feathered Serpent Society has tried to break through it, but none of our attempts have succeeded."

Lynn frowned slightly: "What about inside...?"

“Most of them have already become graveyards,” Evelyn said calmly.

Lynn's gaze swept over the golden behemoth lying on the ground like a mountain.

"And what are its weaknesses?"

“It won’t open its eyes, nor will it attack proactively.” Evelyn gave a cold smile. “It’s like a gravedigger who has lost its mind, releasing skills based solely on instinct, but lacking the ability to distinguish friend from foe.”

"We just need to wait for it to finish releasing the next 'earthquake'... During the skill's downtime, we'll concentrate our mortal strength and tear open a gap."

Lynn immediately understood.

This was Evelyn's ultimate purpose in bringing the mortal army here: to use sheer numbers to create a resonance that would shake the World Tree, thereby weakening the barrier of the Golden Totem, so that the alchemists could forcefully break through and tear open the crack.

"The next earthquake is about half a day away. Let's wait and see."

Evelyn gave a casual instruction and then ordered the army to set up camp on the spot, maintaining a safe distance from the golden totem—the Tyrant Earth Dragon Emperor.

……

time flies.

The army arrived in the capital in the afternoon. Now, the night was deep, and two moons hung in the sky, casting a cold yet bright silver light. The moonlight shone on the enormous creature, making its golden scales even more dazzling, like a slumbering god, solemn and terrifying.

"coming soon."

Evelyn suddenly spoke, offering a soft reminder. She stepped forward, leading Lynn to the very front of the line, ready to witness firsthand the true power of the golden totem unleashing its earth-shaking power.

Both were silver alchemists, shrouded in layers of silver light, making it difficult to get close enough to observe them.

boom! !

Suddenly, a deafening roar, as if thunder had pierced the earth, exploded!

Immediately afterward, the earth trembled violently, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open, with howling winds and billowing dust.

The whole world seemed to fall to the brink of catastrophe in that instant.

Evelyn's white robes billowed in the wind, revealing her long, slender, snow-white legs, but she no longer cared about her appearance. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the front, filled with awe and fervor.

Lynn's gaze was equally solemn.

The Tyrant Earth Dragon Emperor lay motionless, yet the earth within a radius of several thousand meters around it cracked and collapsed like paper, with unfathomable fissures spreading out instantly, like the gaping maw of hell!
The earth was tearing apart, rocks were collapsing, and mountains were instantly reduced to dust!
The terrifying seismic waves spread out, carrying a force that could tear everything apart, encompassing an area of ​​nearly 20,000 meters in the calamity!
Even though Lynn was still far away, the Violet Emperor Totem around his body began to vibrate violently, and the silver light kept dissipating, as if it was being forcibly stripped away by some force.

The energy was rapidly dissipating, and the totem could barely maintain its balance.

He couldn't help but whisper to himself:

If they got any closer, even a silver alchemist would probably be torn to shreds in an instant!

This is the true power of the golden totem.

Destroying a country can happen in the blink of an eye.

The rumbling lasted for about half an hour, after which the power of the Tyrant Earth Dragon Beast gradually subsided.

The land, however, was affected by the power of the Tyrant Earth Dragon Beast and closed up again.

If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that such a terrible scene had just occurred.

"The power of a level three creature is terrifying... It's far, far greater than that of a level two creature... Could it be due to the world level?"

Lynn, on the surface, wore the same look of shock as Evelyn.

However, their feelings were completely different.

Evelyn yearned for the Golden Throne; while Lynn felt a little confused.

In the wizarding world, it is impossible for a level three creature to unleash such terrifying power.

In this plane of existence, which is only at the highest level of three and a half, the Golden Throne is located at the very top level...

Therefore, their power has, in a sense, reached a level comparable to that of the world...

Therefore, it seems reasonable that they did what they just did...

(End of this chapter)