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

Chapter 269 The Ending Battle (Part )

Chapter 269

In the wizarding world, or rather, in the entire endless plane system.

Every three major realms, or a certain number of realms, will bring about a true sublimation and transformation.

Just like the advancement path in the Wizarding World:

First-level wizard, second-level wizard, third-level grand wizard, and above that is the threshold for achieving civilization: Morning Star Wizard.

And this is also true in the current plane of existence:
Brass alchemists, silver alchemists, gold alchemists, and above them all, there is the World Tree, which symbolizes the core laws of the world.

This kind of sublimation does not result in simple numerical growth, but rather a qualitative leap and a complete transformation in level.

Take the Morning Star Wizard for example; once he reaches this level, he is no longer afraid of being overwhelmed by numbers.

Before this, even the most powerful level three archmages were at risk of perishing if surrounded by a large number of enemies.

But achieving Morning Star status means completely breaking free from this constraint.

No matter how many enemies there are, or how dense the siege, they cannot shake them in the slightest!

It's like how a formal wizard views a wizarding apprentice as nothing more than an ant.

Because they possess permanent magical marks, they are fundamentally not on the same level.

The Morning Star Wizards viewed those first to third-level official wizards in roughly the same way.

It's just going a step further.

Because the level they've reached is no longer a simple contest of witchcraft skills and strength.
Rather, it's the hierarchy of rules!

Just as a fully-fledged wizard can use a mark to crush an apprentice, a Morning Star wizard, or even all fourth-level life forms.

It stands on the dimension of "rules," crushing all beings below level four.

The World Tree, while not yet possessing a complete individual will in the strict sense and thus not qualifying as a true Level 4 life form, is currently...
But what it represents is not "life," but a kind of opportunity.

A level four opportunity!
Even so, it has already stepped halfway into the realm of rules, and can be regarded as an existence close to the Morning Star.

However, compared to Lynn, who is a half-step Morning Star, the World Tree's situation is more unique.

It is not only the sublimation of individual life, but also the core of a world!

It is the crystallization of the natural evolution of heaven and earth, and the prototype of a world.

in other words:

It's not just that it has one foot in the fourth level, but that it has almost completely stepped into the fourth level threshold!
What it can do goes far beyond Lynn's capabilities.

Because what it comes into contact with is no longer just "power," but the rules themselves!

At this moment, the Creator fully unleashed the true power of the World Tree.

An oppressive force originating from the level of rules erupted like a volcanic eruption!
Above this bright moon, the World Tree soars into the clouds, its canopy as dense and interwoven as a celestial curtain, obscuring the dome.

Centered on it, a huge light curtain, like a sacred domain when a god descends, spreads out from the tree canopy and slowly spreads across the entire surface of the moon.

This light curtain is the World Tree's "domain," the area covered by its rules.

This is why all living things living here can breathe freely and maintain normal physiological functions just like they would on the mainland.
On the moon, where life should not exist, the possibility of "living" was gained.

However, with the complete unsealing of the World Tree's power, a subtle yet deadly change occurred in the light barrier of this realm.

It did not disappear, but was injected with new rules.

A higher-level, more destructive "rule of repression"!
In an instant, the immense and boundless pressure of the World Tree swept out, engulfing the entire domain without any concealment or reservation.

It didn't move at all; not even the treetop trembled slightly.

But the oppressive force, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, crushed down from every angle and in every direction!

This is no longer a simple display of power and intimidation, but a crushing force of rules.

Before it, all array protection and all totem protection are rendered ineffective!

Previously, it was thanks to the protection of the massive array that those low-level alchemists were able to survive.

Only members of the Bronze and Silver ranks can barely stand on the front lines of the battlefield.

But now, the formation has collapsed, and the suppression of the rules has erupted like a torrent, causing a catastrophic reversal in the battle in an instant!

The first to suffer were the brass alchemists.

Their totem was inherently fragile, and almost the instant the crushing power of the World Tree's rules descended,
All the light of protection has been shattered!
These people didn't even have time to struggle, didn't even have time to suffer.

Like dust abandoned by heaven and earth, they instantly turned into cold corpses, lying across the battlefield!

The situation is slightly better for the Silver Alchemists, but not by much.

Some silver alchemists, whose cultivation was already shallow, only lasted a short while before dying suddenly, just like the bronze alchemists.

As for those silver alchemists with intermediate to advanced cultivation levels.

Although they were still alive, they quickly fell into a painful struggle.

The power of the totem rapidly disintegrated, and mental energy was consumed at an alarming rate.

Under the suppression of the World Tree's rules, their bodies seemed to be bearing immense pressure, and even their thoughts began to become sluggish and hazy.

At this moment, their deaths were only a matter of time.

In the distance, the golden thrones each released a dazzling golden protective light, fighting with all their might against the surging power of the World Tree's rules.

They didn't die, but the Alchemist Alliance's strategy has completely failed!

Originally, they hoped to use the formation to mobilize the power of low-level alchemists, bringing together thousands of combatants to fight against the Creation Society.

But reality is extremely cruel.

With a single command from the Creator, the World Tree unleashed a chilling, oppressive force of rules.

They slaughtered the silver and bronze alchemists as easily as harvesting wheat, almost wiping them out completely.

Lynn stood at the rear of the battlefield, a faint golden light surrounding him like a curtain falling from the sky, protecting him and Evelyn.

Without this protection, Evelyn, who was only at the peak of the Silver rank, would probably have been completely destroyed in that attack.

This is a battle that will determine fate.

Will the old world order continue, or will the tide of the new world sweep everything away?

It all depends on the outcome of this battle.

However, this battle was already extremely brutal.

The World Tree's attack wiped out almost all the low-level alchemists brought by the Alchemist Alliance!

That's not the military strength of some small border country, but nearly half of the alchemist population of the entire continent!
The World Tree, with just one tremor of its rules, completed the massacre of "half the world".

This scene was horrifying and chilling.

"The stench of blood... is getting stronger..."

Evelyn parted her red lips slightly, her beautiful eyes gazing at the colossal tree that blotted out the sky in mid-air.

In her vision, the blood and life force released by those deaths.

Just like streaks of blood, drawn by some invisible force, they slowly surged toward the World Tree.

Everything seemed like a meticulously planned sacrifice.

Beneath the World Tree, the creator, clad in black robes and with a cold expression, remained standing in the same spot, as if the myriad deaths in the world had nothing to do with him.

He spoke softly, as if whispering, or perhaps declaring:

"In order to welcome the arrival of a wonderful new world... the old world should completely collapse."

The more people die, the faster the new world will arrive. As soon as he finished speaking, swirling points of light suddenly appeared among the branches of the World Tree.

The points of light were like countless stars in the sky, densely packed, as if countless tiny souls were being summoned back.

They move like fireflies, slowly rising and gathering, eventually merging into the branches and roots of the World Tree.

The Creator raised his arm high, his voice booming like a divine revelation, resounding throughout the entire realm:

“My believers…”

On the path of the old world's collapse, only the Creation Society remains.
It is your only boat.
Having survived the cataclysmic destruction, we will arrive at that truly beautiful new world!

Upon hearing this, even the golden thrones in the distance changed their expressions.

They finally understood that those points of light that appeared on the World Tree like fireflies... were actually followers of the Creation Society!
This creator has gone mad.

He not only personally slaughtered almost all of the lower-level alchemists in the Alchemist Alliance,
Even the followers he had personally cultivated and controlled were all sacrificed!
This is hardly a "rescue ark".
This is clearly a sacrificial vessel, a blood-red passage paved with the lives of hundreds of millions of people!

At the farthest point, Lynn stood quietly at the rear of the battlefield, his arm around Evelyn, his eyes cold as frost.

He gazed at the epic catastrophe unfolding before him, a profound and unspoken contemplation appearing in his eyes.

"Half of the Alchemist Alliance... half of the Creation Society... now almost all the lower-level alchemists have been wiped out."

He spoke softly, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"In other words, the number of alchemists still alive on the continent... is probably less than one ten-thousandth of what it used to be."

This is a disaster.

This is extinction.

But it is also an opportunity.

For the Creator, this was fertilizer for the growth of the World Tree.

For Lynn... this bloody battle, in which both sides used every last trick in the book, almost cleared away all obstacles for his future!

If he were to take control of this realm one day, there would be no more endless resistance from low-level alchemists, and no more delays and troubles caused by the remnants of the existing system.

In the entire world, only a very few golden thrones will remain for him to face.

"However, those who truly decide the outcome... are still the same people."

Lynn murmured to himself, his gaze piercing through the layers of battle intent, looking at the golden throne in the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, all the golden thrones stood solemnly between heaven and earth.

Each person was bathed in the protective glow of the golden totem, and they did not fall even under the oppression of the World Tree.

But that's about it.

Their expressions were more solemn than ever before, and there was no longer any hesitation or retreat in their eyes.

The Creator has torn apart all moral boundaries, turning the entire continent into a pool of blood.

At this moment, they have nowhere to retreat!

However, while the Alchemist Alliance treats lower-level alchemists as a card, they are not their trump card or ace.

The real trump cards, from beginning to end, have always been these dozens of golden thrones.

To be precise, it refers to those three supreme rulers!
"Formation!"

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!"

With a deafening roar, all the golden thrones simultaneously unleashed the power of their respective totems!

The golden light converged like a torrent, no longer fighting individually, but instead began to merge on its own.

Golden Formation!

Even low-level alchemists possess arrays and golden thrones, as well as their own supreme array formations!
The Fire Demon King roared, his body surging with flames as he poured all the power of the golden totem into his body.

A phoenix soars through the frigid sky, its wings piercing through thousands of miles of frost and snow, intertwining with the light of totems.
And then there are the forest fairies, the lava behemoths, the thunder king…

The golden totems, which are usually kept at a high level and rarely seen, are now shining brightly together.

All their strength is converging towards the front!

And that is where the three supreme thrones of Crystal Rock Beast God, Sky-Piercing Wings, and Fish-Dragon Emperor stand!
The three totems stand tall between heaven and earth, like mountains and peaks, like the sky and the abyss.

Like three golden beacons supporting the last hope of the Alchemist Alliance!

Beneath the World Tree, the Creator watched this scene with a calm expression, as if everything was under his control.

"The power of the sky, the earth, the sea... I feel it... You are indeed getting stronger..."

His voice was deep and resonant, like a morning bell or evening drum, striking a chord in people's hearts.

"But... that's far from enough."

indeed.

As numerous golden thrones poured their totem power into the formation, the aura of the three supreme thrones visibly surged!
The totem grew ever larger, more dazzling, and more majestic in the radiance.

The Crystal Rock Beast God roared to the sky, its body bulging with crystals. Its size was approaching 70% of the World Tree, making it seem like the embodiment of the continent's will, with an aura that shook the heavens.
With wings that soar through the sky, the wind howls and blue light crisscrosses, as if it were the reincarnation of a wind god who rules the sky.

But the most dazzling was the Fish-Dragon Emperor!
The blue and purple totem-like radiance of that body was dazzling, and a phantom coastline even appeared behind it, as if the entire deep sea was in submission to it!
With the help of the totem array, the three supreme experts' power increased steadily.

However, the extent of the increase varies.

The smallest is the Sky-Piercing Wings, followed by the Crystal Rock Beast God, and the largest is the Fish-Dragon Emperor.

With the powerful totem formation in place, the Fish-Dragon Emperor's aura at this moment even surpassed that of the Crystal Rock Beast God by a considerable margin.

Unfortunately, it is still quite far from being the World Tree.

"kill!"

The three supreme experts ignored him for a second and were about to make their move.

On the other side, beneath the World Tree, the Creator remained calm, preparing to fight back.

But, at this time.

A discordant rhythm emerges, like ripples created by a pebble dropped into water—faint, yet deeply moving.

"This! This soul energy!"

The Creator, who had remained calm and composed since the start of the war, suddenly changed his expression drastically.

On the other side, the three supreme beings were equally startled when they saw the Creator's expression change drastically.

Isn't that unsettling feeling in the world caused by the Creator?

Meanwhile, Lynn, who was still far from the center of the battlefield, took a deep breath.

"This smells so familiar... Finally... it's my turn to go on stage!"

Evelyn, standing beside Lynn, had a slight tremor in her beautiful eyes. She had long known that Lord Layton beside her was hiding something.

The other party had previously revealed the power of the Golden Throne to me and brought me into this decisive battleground, clearly indicating that they were about to make a move.

The only uncertainty is who he will choose to help.

Is it the creator who was connected to his teacher Klaus, or the Alchemist Alliance on the other side?
However, just as Evelyn was speculating...

The heart of a distant battlefield.

Suddenly, the three supreme beings and the Creator all looked up at the sky.

Unbeknownst to them, a thin crack had appeared high in the sky.

The sky has cracked open!
(End of this chapter)