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

Chapter 272 Ending and Harvest

Chapter 272

This interdimensional expedition against "Dimension 001" ultimately ended in a decisive final battle.

For the native inhabitants of this plane of existence, whether it be the Creator or the three supreme beings, this was undoubtedly a shameful and utter defeat.

What they were facing was not a normal war.

It was an overwhelming and devastating defeat that was irresistible from beginning to end, from top to bottom, and from the level of power to the level of rules.

But for Lynn, all of this was both expected and reasonable.

He did not devise complex strategies, nor did he personally participate in most battles.

All he did was bring a true Level 4 being, a Spirit-Eyed Wizard, into this plane of existence that had not yet completed its civilization leap.

A fair and square overwhelming force, no need for conspiracies or tricks, it's that simple.

The 001st dimension was originally at the critical point of a civilization leap.

As long as the Creator successfully absorbs that Level 4 Opportunity World Tree, it can be promoted to a Level 4 being.

This will drive a leap in the level of world civilization, allowing it to enter the threshold of the "primitive civilization plane".

At that time, the origin of this world will also transform, growing from a low-dimensional origin into a fourth-level world will.

However, all these "ifs" were shattered by Lynn's timely arrival.

He brought not only unstoppable power, but also the endgame.

Within the Pale Domain lies a spiritual realm constructed by the Spirit-Eyed Wizard's fourth-level sorcery.

All the golden thrones are experiencing unprecedented torment.

This is not simply physical torture, but a complete crushing from the depths of the soul, stemming from the level of rules.

Even if they "die" in the Pale Realm, it does not mean liberation, but a restart.

In this white cage, they will be resurrected again and again, only to be subjected to even deeper levels of torture once more.

Lynn stood side by side with Evelyn, going through cycles of reckoning and settlement alongside these golden thrones.

Those who participated in the bloodline stripping ceremony and caused Evelyn to lose her bloodline, the Golden Throne, naturally, would not be spared.

In comparison, the Creator's situation appears to be "slightly better".

It's not because he possesses the World Tree that he can contend with the Pale Realm.

Until he truly reaches level four, he will still be unable to resist the erosion and manipulation of level four witchcraft.

He was able to "be somewhat at ease" only because Lynn had no personal grudge against him.

Throughout the entire process, the Creator remained hidden above the second moon, never actively engaging with Lynn, nor participating in any plans targeting Lynn or his subordinates.

Therefore, when the time for reckoning arrived, Lynn did not increase his punishment, but merely ordered the Spirit-Eyed Wizard to proceed according to the established plan.

Within the Pale Realm, they subjected him to continuous mental oppression and soul-level memory extraction.

After each mental tear, the Spirit-Eyed Wizard silently extracts fragments of memory from the depths of the Creator's shattered consciousness.

Day after day, the cycle repeats itself.

Ultimately, the Creator's will nearly collapsed, and his vast memory system, filled with secrets and bearing witness to the evolution of civilizations across the entire plane, was destroyed.

The entire text was read without missing a single detail by the Spirit-Eyed Wizard and fell into Lynn's hands.

Regarding his past: Starting as a young and insignificant alchemist with only minor talent, he traversed a bloody and arduous path, eventually growing into the creator who controls the World Tree and establishes the Creation Society.

His entire experience is being peeled back layer by layer and fully revealed.

……

Within the Pale Realm, the familiar yet terrifying golden palace appeared.

How many cycles has this been? Nobody remembers.

Those golden thrones have long since lost count of how many times they have died and been resurrected in this endless mental torment.

Only wails and despair remained, echoing continuously in this hall that had once been regarded as a symbol of glory.

"Kill me! I don't want to endure this endless suffering anymore!"

"You demon from outer space...you devil! Are you some kind of being who crawled out of hell?!"

"Damn it... give me a clean death!"

Those three thrones, once hailed as the supreme totems, are now nothing more than flickering candles that retain a sliver of reason.

They screamed, struggled, and roared in intense pain.

Many other golden thrones, such as the Flame Demon King and the Frost Phoenix, which were once powerful and influential, have now lost themselves.

Their eyes were empty and lifeless, their expressions blank like dolls; their will and spirit had long since collapsed and ceased to exist under the heavy pressure of the Pale Realm.

This is not death, but more like a prison from which one can never escape.

In the center of the Golden Hall, Evelyn stood quietly in a beam of soft white light, her pure white dress immaculate, like a saint descended to earth.

Finally, as she parted her red lips slightly, a calm yet undeniable voice rang out:
"That's enough... Let's end this."

She slowly turned her head, her eyes sparkling, and looked at Lynn.

"More than these things, I want to know everything about 'Lord Layton'."

His tone was calm, but his eyes held a long-suppressed dissatisfaction and questioning.

She looked at Lynn, her delicate nose slightly upturned, her expression icy.

At this moment, if Evelyn harbored any anger towards Lynn, it was not because he was an "outsider from beyond the realm."

After all, like those native creatures, she had already learned the truth from the origin of the world:
The origin of this world has always been on the side of the Creator.

The price it paid to advance the "Second Age" was the sacrifice of Evelynn, all the Golden Thrones, and the entire Old World.

Under this premise, Evelyn harbored no resentment or hatred towards the so-called "intruders".

What truly angered her was Lynn's overwhelming mystery.

She felt that she had almost no secrets from him, as if everything about her could be seen through, manipulated, and predicted.

But what about Lynn?

He remained shrouded in that mist, as deep and unfathomable as a bottomless abyss.

All she knew were fragments, scattered pieces, and she couldn't even piece together a complete picture.

Her patience was clearly nearing its limit.

Upon hearing Evelyn's questioning remark, Lynn simply shrugged helplessly, a slight, enigmatic smile playing on his lips.

Then, he snapped his fingers lightly.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the Spirit-Eyed Wizard who controlled the Pale Domain immediately understood his master's intention.

The cold, hard landscape of the Golden Palace began to crumble and dissolve like grains of sand, as if it had never existed, slowly fading into the depths of the Pale Realm.

Instead, a tranquil garden filled with the fragrance of flowers and the melodious chirping of birds has been created.

The garden is filled with fragrant grasses and fallen petals, a dreamlike scene where the four seasons blend together.

Inside the pavilion, Lynn and Evelyn quietly took their seats.

Environmental factors also have a significant impact before a conversation about emotions.

Compared to the cold, impersonal golden palace, the atmosphere of birdsong and fragrant flowers at this moment is clearly more relaxing.

How wizards deal with the "natives" they encounter during dimensional expeditions has always been entirely up to their personal preferences.

If it were merely for the sake of beauty, then the actions of many Morning Star Wizards throughout the history of conquering various planes would have already exceeded any common sense or moral imagination. Whether it be a peerless beauty or a powerful individual with exceptional talent, once a wizard takes a liking to her, no matter how unwilling she may be, she can hardly escape the fate of being "favored."

They will not only fail to gain a higher status as a result, but may also become a hidden danger that will be eliminated later.

To prevent future troubles, some sorcerers will even eliminate the child along with the mother after confirming the pregnancy, to prevent the possibility of future bloodline revenge or curse.

Because in their eyes:
Wizards are gods, planes are chessboards, and all living beings are but dust motes on the sandbox.

God may bestow favor upon you at any moment, or may turn you to ashes at any moment.

"God" does not need to explain its motives.

But Lynn was not that kind of wizard.

At least, not yet.

Despite his power, he did not use the "expedition" as an excuse for reckless behavior and maintained a certain degree of composure.

He still retains a certain warmth when it comes to the women around him.

Whether it's the ever-loyal Beverly or Evelyn, who has spent wonderful times with his alter ego, it's all the same.

It's worth mentioning that although it's a relationship between two people, there's no difference between them and Lynn herself.

After all, the clone's emotions, thoughts, and even personality are exactly the same as the original.

The only difference is the thirty-day time difference, which caused Lynn himself to receive the information later than his clone, that's all...

Compared to Beverly, the maid who was loyal to Lynn, and Evelyn, the Quetzalcoatl saintess in front of her.

His real wife in the wizarding world, Astrid, is probably the one he dislikes the least.

Lynn's decision to marry Astrid was based on careful consideration, including the insults Astrid would have caused.

This proud woman, many years later, was ultimately defiled by the young apprentice she had once looked down upon, which was naturally the biggest blow to her.

Although Astrid maintained a certain degree of docility with Lynn after being subjected to layers of torture, Lynn was still not at ease with her.

The influence of the scales still lingers on Astrid, which is evident in this.

Before me stood Evelyn, her beautiful eyes sparkling, her red lips slightly pursed, her nose high and straight, her skirt swaying gently, and her jade-like legs crossed.

She sat quietly in the pavilion, her expression proud yet containing a hint of resentment.

Clearly, Lynn did not intend to "deal with" this Feathered Serpent Saintess the same way he had with Astrid.

"Speak, Lord Layton, give me an explanation."

As soon as she finished speaking, Evelyn gave a soft hum, gracefully raised her hand to lift her skirt, and sat down with her long, fair legs crossed.

That attitude was clearly questioning, yet it also carried a hint of coquetry and provocation.

Lynn chuckled softly as he looked at her.

He was now certain that the saintess before him, who was speaking fiercely, was not truly angry.

If she were truly angry, she would never put on this "you should try to appease me" act in front of him.

So he stepped forward and slowly sat down beside her.

Then, he reached out his palm and gently touched her soft, smooth skin.

"Um?!"

Evelyn bit her red lips, her beautiful face changing slightly. She turned to avoid him, but Lynn held her tightly.

He chuckled softly, his tone gentle yet laced with slyness:

"Lady Evelyn, do you hate me? If you really do, I'll leave right now... taking the World Tree with me and leaving this world to you as an apology, how about that?"

Before she could finish speaking, Evelyn's expression, which had been puffed out and about to erupt, froze slightly.

Upon hearing the first part of the sentence, she almost blurted out a rebuttal.

But when she heard "I'll leave the World Tree to you," her pretty face immediately broke down. She turned her head sharply and stared intently at Lynn's smiling, handsome face, which was so close to hers.

She reacted.

I've been tricked again.

"Humph……"

Evelyn gave a coquettish snort, about to turn hostile again, but Lynn pulled her into his arms.

The movements were natural and fluid, without any hesitation.

“Since you don’t dislike me, that makes things easier,” Lynn chuckled softly. “Besides, I can sense… that you actually care about me a lot.”

"Some things are better done than said."

"Let me go!"

Evelyn showed a rare shy expression, struggling gently in his arms. Although her voice was filled with shame and anger, she had already lost some of her strength.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly before slowly closing, as if she no longer wanted to struggle or resist.

Lynn looked at her stunningly beautiful face, flushed with a rosy blush, so close to his own, and smiled gently.

The next instant, he carried her away, and they vanished silently into the pale realm...

………………

In the 001 dimension, after the final battle ended with Lynn and the Spirit Eye Wizard achieving a complete victory.

The wizarding army, which had been waiting for a long time in the wizarding world, also marched towards this world one after another.

The wizard army was large in number, including wizard apprentices, first-level wizards, second-level wizards, and even third-level grand wizards.

Their task was simple: to help Lynn develop this dimensional world.

This includes, but is not limited to, conducting comprehensive testing of this 001 dimension world, identifying all sorts of precious resources and minerals, and continuously transporting them back to the Wizarding World.

Another aspect is to localize this plane of existence within the wizarding world.

In this step, Lynn did not use the otherworldly essence device to take a shortcut.

Instead, they plan to first teach the wizarding world its language, knowledge, and the path to transcendence, gradually transforming it step by step.

Until the very origin of this world is completely transformed into the form he desires.

The governance and development of this dimension were all handled by Lynn's subordinates.

After all, while this content is troublesome, it is relatively unimportant.

Lynn himself remained detached from worldly affairs, staying atop the second bright moon.

His purpose in conquering and occupying this plane of existence was to obtain the fourth-level opportunity World Tree.

Now that everything has come to an end, and the World Tree has entered his hands, he naturally begins to study and control it.

It's worth mentioning that, besides Lynn, there were several other figures above the bright moon.

For example, the Spirit Eye Wizard's presence by Lynn's side helped and facilitated the refining of the World Tree;

For example, his maid Beverly also came here to handle various situations on the continent below.

Also, Evelyn, whom he had just calmed down with a stick, was here.

Fortunately, the gentle and charming Beverly did not arouse Evelyn's jealousy.

On the contrary, through Beverly's "training" of Evelyn, Evelyn became increasingly satisfied with Lynn.

It could be said that Beverly helped Lynn stabilize his backyard.

After enjoying himself, Lynn focused all his energy on breaking through and advancing in rank.

The development of the Level 4 World Tree of Opportunities has begun...

(End of this chapter)