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

The Meteor Council's actions this time were almost unbelievably swift.

With lightning speed and swift movement, they had already completed their full infiltration and conquest of Nightmare Rift Valley before the Wizarding Council could even react.

In just a few days, ten cities in Nightmare Rift Valley fell one after another, and the entire Nightmare Rift Valley almost collapsed in an instant.

By the time the Wizarding Council, the Forgestone, and the Seven Towers realized what was happening and actually sent their forces to provide support, everything was already set in stone.

The entire Nightmare Rift has long since fallen into the hands of the Meteor Council.

This is an utter disgrace to the Wizarding Council!
It should be noted that the Wizarding Council, in conjunction with many forces in the south, had previously launched a campaign to suppress the radical faction of the Meteor Council.

They made a big show of it, mobilizing the power of many major forces, thinking it was just a symbolic purge.

After all, in their view, such a large-scale operation would be a piece of cake to deal with the radicals of the Meteor Council, and the outcome would never be a question.

With the joint participation of dozens of large and small wizarding factions in the south, it was virtually foolproof.

These remnants of the Meteor Council's radical faction will all face the same fate: extermination.

But who would have thought that the so-called "remnants" would turn the world upside down in the blink of an eye.

Now that the Nightmare Rift has fallen, the news, when it reached the Wizarding Council, was like a resounding slap in the face, catching them off guard and leaving them utterly humiliated.

Even more serious is that although Nightmare Rift Valley is not the largest power in the Southern Region, its status is no longer what it used to be.

But it has profound symbolic significance!

Back then, in the southern realm of the wizarding world, black wizards and white wizards waged one earth-shattering war after another. Laws shattered, morning stars fell, and even His Majesty the Radiant Moon clashed with them. The southern realm was stained with blood, and the world was in turmoil.

It's important to know that the Black Wizard's Territory didn't only have four great furnaces, and the White Wizard's Territory didn't only have four great towers.

The two sides fought to the death, and quite a few Morning Star Wizards perished. In the end, even His Majesty the Radiant Moon lost her temper.

Those wars that swept across the entire Southern Region almost tore the entire Southern World in two, and nearly even alarmed the very origin of the world.

Ultimately, it was the Wizarding Council that stepped in and dispatched a Radiant Moon Wizard who held the "Peace Decree" to suppress the war with the will of headquarters.

That Radiant Moon Lord, with irresistible power, forcibly separated the territories of Black and White, and personally created the present-day "Nightmare Rift Valley," proclaiming the end of the war.

Subsequently, in order to completely quell the conflict, the Wizard Council even punished those Lords of the Moon who had "gotten really angry" during the war, transferring them one by one away from the Southern Realm.

For this reason, the Black Wizard's domain is forever missing a few furnaces, and the White Wizard's domain is missing a few towers as well.

From then on, due to hostile forces outside the Wizarding World, any large-scale wars were strictly prohibited internally.

Therefore, the southern region of the wizarding world remained peaceful for a long time.

In this situation, Nightmare Rift's status as the power overseeing the southern region is also declining.

Even so, the Nightmare Rift is also a symbolic sign that the great war between the dark wizards and the white wizards has finally come to an end.

It represents the complete end of the war between black wizards and white wizards in the Southern Region, and the return to peace between the two sides. It represents an inviolable "bottom line".

Now, this bottom line has been trampled on, and this is happening even though the Wizarding Council believes it has victory in the bag!

When the news arrived, the Wizarding Council was furious, the Seven Saints Tower fell silent, and the Forgestone was also filled with anxiety.

According to the latest intelligence, the entire Nightmare Rift Valley has been completely breached and occupied by the radical faction of the Meteor Council!
The Nightmare Rift created by His Majesty the Radiant Moon is now a thing of the past, and the entire Nightmare Rift has fallen into the hands of the radical faction of the Meteor Council.

The situation has now developed beyond the control and expectations of all parties.

Therefore, the Wizarding Council decided to convene a meeting of various forces at its branch in the Southern Region to discuss countermeasures.

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Lynn had just returned to the Temple of Life and hadn't even had a chance to rest when he received a message from the Nightshade Wizard.

This time, it wasn't through the usual long-distance communication via parchment; the Nightshade Wizard himself came!

Two high-hanging figures are appearing in the sky outside the Hall of Life.

They stood in mid-air, silent, their energy particles subtly shifting, causing slight ripples in the rhythm of heaven and earth.

One of them was clad in a deep, night-like black wizard's robe.

Beneath the shaman's robe was a gaunt, almost withered body, its skeletal frame supporting a skin as thin as a cicada's wing, making it look like a dried corpse forcibly infused with a soul.

His face resembled a product of a skull forcibly stitched together with flesh, his eye sockets sunken, and a faint, eerie negative energy glow burning within the emptiness.

Even when he was still, the temperature around him was dropping rapidly, and invisible shadows writhed and twisted beneath his feet.

This person was none other than the owner of the Nightshade Forge, the Nightshade Wizard.

Beside him, another figure stood in stark contrast, like sunlight falling on the earth.

He was a middle-aged wizard dressed in a pure white robe, with a calm and solemn face and eyes as clear as amber, revealing astonishing insight.

He was like a tall, upright tower, his aura gentle yet unapproachable.

If Lynn were here, he would recognize him at a glance.

This is none other than the master of the renowned Morning Star-level wizarding power, "White Heart Tower," within the White Wizarding Territory—the Lord of White Heart Tower.

He had made a pact with the Spirit-Eyed Wizard to explore together the mysterious landscape deep within the Emerald Isle Forest.

Unfortunately, the exploration did not end as planned.

[Landscape] Out of control, the Spirit Eye Furnace was destroyed, and the White Heart Tower Master almost lost his life in it.

If he hadn't quietly constructed his own complete dimensional world decades ago, using it as his most secret escape route, he might have already perished in that chaotic space.

He was only able to escape death thanks to the emergency teleportation through the dimensional gate.

However, the price was also heavy. Years of seclusion to repair his spirit and origins almost exhausted all his savings.

Now, as the Wizarding Council rallyes numerous forces to take action against the Meteor Council...

It summoned the Temple of Life and the Nightshade Forge in the Black Wizard's territory, and naturally also summoned the White Heart Tower located in the White Wizard's territory.

It is worth mentioning that the White Heart Tower, the Nightshade Forge, and the now-destroyed Spirit Eye Forge are all located in the border area between the black and white wizarding forces.

There is a delicate balance between them, as well as overlap and cooperation.

Despite their differing stances, these Morning Star wizards were not strangers:
They had explored dimensional rifts together and formed brief alliances on certain important matters.

The White Heart Tower Master looked down at the Temple of Life standing at the center of surging magic, a complex light appearing deep in his eyes.

He slowly exhaled, and asked with a hint of doubt:

"Nightshade Wizard, are you sure... there's some connection between this Temple of Life and the Spirit Eye Wizard?"

Amidst the shifting winds and slight ripples in the air, the Nightshade Wizard chuckled softly.

The laughter was like metal scraping against glass, shrill and grating, making one's heart race with irritation.

"Heh... I originally thought this Temple of Life was a new power established by some newly ascended Morning Star Wizard." His voice was low and deep, like a hoarse, demonic voice crawling from the earth, carrying a malicious mockery:
"Unfortunately... the recent campaign launched by the Wizarding Council to eradicate the radical faction of the Meteor Council has revealed its hidden true colors..."

"Oh?"

Master Bai Xin raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharpening slightly. He turned to look at him, a hint of interest in his eyes. "Continue."

The Nightshade Wizard raised a hand to straighten his robes, his tone unhurried:

“I still have a few old friends in the Wizarding Council… Based on the information they sent, it can be confirmed that the person standing behind the Temple of Life is our old acquaintance… the Spirit Eye Wizard.”

Upon hearing this, Master Bai Xin's eyes flickered slightly, and a ripple of emotion stirred within him.

"After the shattered star, he briefly joined the Meteor Council... but he soon disappeared without a trace, as if he had vanished into thin air."

The Nightshade Wizard continued, a cold light flashing in his eyes:
"Shortly after the Temple of Life appeared out of nowhere, the Temple of Life took the initiative to contact the Wizarding Council... In this joint operation with the Meteor Council, he acted as 'one of our own,' secretly providing us with intelligence and becoming a double agent."

"I see……"

Master Bai Xin's gaze darkened slightly, and his tone became low and hoarse.
"No wonder... this Temple of Life was built in the Kingdom of Eluria and recruited so many remnants of the Spirit Eye Forge wizards from back then... it turns out he was the one pulling the strings behind the scenes."

He paused, then gave a cold laugh:
"Moreover, the moment the Temple of Life appeared, news about him also reappeared in the world, which is too much of a 'coincidence' in terms of timing."

The Nightshade Wizard nodded in agreement, his gaze deep and profound.
"He did it very discreetly. Initially, he sent a guy named 'Qinglin' ​​to take the main seat in the Hall of Life in a grand manner... I was also deceived at first, thinking that this Qinglin was a newly promoted Morning Star who had built an organization of this size all by himself."

"But after some investigation, I discovered that the 'Green Forest Wizard' was probably just Spirit Eye Wizard using his student's identity. After all, how could that old guy Spirit Eye Wizard possibly have trained a Morning Star Wizard's student..."

"Ha, he really played us old wizards for a fool. He misled me, making me treat his student, the Great Wizard Qinglin, as the Morning Star Wizard..."

Listening to the Nightshade Wizard's introduction to the Temple of Life, the Spirit Eye Wizard, and the Azure Forest Grand Wizard...

Master Bai Xin nodded slightly, indicating that he had a detailed understanding of the return of his former "old friend".

Just as the two were talking, a subtle energy fluctuation suddenly spread out from the Hall of Life below, as if the sleeping formation had been awakened.

Then, runes appeared in the air, transforming into a flowing net of light that enveloped the entire hall.

The magic formation is undergoing a change on its own.

The two Morning Star Wizards understood that this was being controlled by the people of the Temple of Life below, so they slowly descended.

………………

Below the Hall of Life, before the solemn gate, several figures stood quietly, solemn and composed.

The leader was Lynn, dressed in a black robe. His expression was serene, and his black robe fluttered gently in the wind.

Behind him stood a line of Helen, Mona, Freya, and other key wizards of the Temple of Life, each with a different expression.

Suddenly, a slight tremor came from mid-air, and two figures slowly descended, like two shooting stars streaking across the sky, one white and one black, two extreme auras intertwining and colliding.

Lynn raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the two Morning Star Wizards in the air, his pupils shrinking slightly.

"Nightshade Wizard...and...Whiteheart Tower Master!"

He was startled, and his mind raced with thoughts.

"Master Bai Xin Tower... He suffered severe injuries during the 'landscape' exploration and was almost certainly dead? Could it be... that he actually survived?"

In mid-air, the Nightshade Wizard and the White Heart Tower Master landed slowly, their robes brushing the ground, their aura spreading like a tide, and the powerful mental pressure made the surrounding space freeze.

However, instead of immediately questioning Lynn and the others, they scanned the area in front of the Hall of Life, clearly searching for a familiar figure.

Soon, the Nightshade Wizard's gaze fell on Lynn, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

The sound was as dry and harsh as ever, like gravel rubbing against rusty iron:
"Grand Wizard Qinglin, where is your teacher? Two old friends of ours have come here in person, yet he hasn't even shown his face. Isn't that incredibly impolite?"

His tone carried a hint of sarcasm and questioning.

Faced with the Morning Star Wizard's probing questions, Lynn remained calm and composed, chuckling lightly in a gentle and unhurried tone:

"Master Lingmou is still in the Nightmare Rift and has not yet returned. He is still inside the Meteor Council... We hope you two will forgive us for not being able to greet him in person."

Upon hearing this, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Nightshade Wizard and Whiteheart Tower Master exchanged a glance, their expressions changing, and a strange fluctuation appeared in their eyes. They both gasped softly in unison.

"He's still... in the Nightmare Rift Valley?"

These calm words struck them like a thunderclap.

They were well aware that the Nightmare Rift Valley had now become the focus of the front lines.

Radicals within the Meteor Council have seized control of the area, and an even more terrifying conflict could erupt at any moment.

They had assumed that their old friend, the Spirit-Eyed Wizard, was always cautious and would have wisely retreated and stayed away from the front lines of the war long ago.

Unexpectedly, he remained there.
"Could it be... that he has other plans? Or is there some other reason?" The Tower Master of White Heart was filled with doubts, and his expression darkened slightly.

The Nightshade Wizard's eyes were as deep as a well, clearly lost in thought.

What exactly is the Spirit-Eyed Wizard doing in the Great Rift Valley? Why doesn't he retreat? This doesn't seem like his character.
Just as the two were lost in thought, Lynn spoke again, his tone still respectful, yet neither servile nor arrogant:

"Since you two gentlemen have come in person, is there something important you wish to discuss with the teacher? If it is convenient, I can convey your message."

Upon hearing Lynn's question, Nightshade Wizard did not respond, but instead pondered why Spirit-Eye Wizard was still staying in Nightmare Rift.

After all, ever since he learned that Lynn, the so-called "Green Forest Wizard," was just a figurehead and that his true identity was only a third-level archmage, he no longer took him seriously.

The only reason I can still talk to him amicably is because he is a student of the Spirit Eye Wizard and can convey the Spirit Eye Wizard's thoughts to them, like a human megaphone.

However, since the White Heart Tower Master came from the White Wizard Territory, he did not have the arrogance to look down on the weak.

So he spoke gently, saying:

"Your teacher must have already informed you of the Meteor Council's previous move to annex Nightmare Rift Valley..."

"The Wizarding Council was furious about this, so they summoned us Morning Star wizards to their Southern Headquarters to discuss our next course of action..."

"The Southern Headquarters of the Wizarding Council?!"

Hearing what Master Baixin said, Lynn's heart stirred.

He had originally planned to simply dismiss the two and then observe what would happen next from the perspective of the Spirit Eye Wizard.

Unexpectedly, these two were heading to the Southern Headquarters of the Wizarding Council!

Every third-level Archmage who breaks through to the Morning Star Wizard level will go to the Wizard Council to receive the gift of the world's origin.

Although Lynn was already a Morning Star Wizard, he still hadn't received his Morning Star Gift...

Now, it seems like the perfect opportunity to accompany these two to the Southern Region headquarters and receive his Morning Star gift... (End of Chapter)