Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 217 The Witch King's Decree
A transformation pose. The fusion of the original body and the substitute—this sounds like the ideal solution he's been searching for.

"If I can reach 100% charge, I can gain the power of the awakened form of the Black Wizard, while avoiding permanent distortion and contamination."

A barely perceptible glint of excitement flashed in Ron's eyes:

"This will be a perfect cycle system that gains power while avoiding risks."

"Perhaps after obtaining the 'Cataclysm Incarnation' form, it could even be used as a terminal for processing mental pollution, forming a self-sufficient energy cycle system."

Ron's thoughts raced, and he could almost see a complete road ahead.

He carefully put away the stand-in puppet and placed it in a specially made energy-sealed box.

The experiment came to an end, but his mind continued to revolve around these new discoveries.

As soon as Ron stepped out of the laboratory, he immediately noticed the changes in his senses.

The faint footsteps in the corridor, the rustling of leaves in the distance, and even the scurrying of mice inside the walls were all clearly audible.

Night had fallen, but in his eyes, darkness was no longer an obstacle.

Every object was clearly visible, but the colors had become cooler, as if shrouded in a faint blue light.

As he passed through the workshop's backyard, a pungent smell suddenly entered his nostrils.

It was a smell of decay and mold, almost imperceptible to ordinary people, but incredibly clear to Ron in his current state.

Following the smell, he discovered a moldy area in a corner that hadn't been cleaned for several days.

Such details might have been completely overlooked by him in the past.

“My senses have indeed become exceptionally sharp.” Ron assessed his new ability:

"This is an invaluable advantage for exploring unknown areas and providing early warnings."

He also noticed an interesting phenomenon.

Whenever I get close to objects that clearly carry dark or distorted energy, I feel a slight tingling sensation on my skin, like an instinctive warning system.

"The Witcher's 'hunting evil' ability seems to go beyond just enhancing perception of specific creatures, also including an intuitive sense of inorganic targets."

Back in his room, Ron stood in front of the full-length mirror, carefully checking his appearance for any changes.

To his satisfaction, apart from the eyes appearing slightly darker, there were no other noticeable differences.

This is exactly what he wanted—an elevation of inner strength, not a distortion of the outward appearance.

He then began to try casting some simple spells to test the changes in his mental energy.

——Sonic vibration

An invisible ripple spread from his palm, more precise and powerful than ever before.

The echo effect produced when the ripple hits the target is more pronounced, and the damage is more persistent.

His enhanced perception enabled him to control the frequency and energy distribution of the ripples more precisely.

It can even make fine adjustments after the ripples are released, which is a level of precision control that was unimaginable in the past.

—The Ring of Radiance

A dazzling halo appeared around him, its light more intense than usual, illuminating the entire room.

The radius and stability of the halo have also been significantly improved.

What excites him even more is that he can now control both the temperature and spectrum of the halo simultaneously.

This allows it to exhibit different characteristics in different regions, greatly enhancing the spell's practicality and flexibility.

—Psychological interference

This time, he could even feel his mental energy stretching out precisely like fine threads, allowing him to more clearly capture the fluctuations in his target's thoughts.

His enhanced perception made him more sensitive to subtle differences in mental fluctuations.

It can more accurately identify the weaknesses in the target's thinking, making the interference effect more precise and effective.

"The power and precision of the spells have both improved significantly." Ron nodded in satisfaction.

"This should be a double benefit of improved mental attributes and enhanced perception."

He sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes, and began a deep meditation to fully examine the changes in himself.

He could clearly feel two different energy flows intertwining and flowing within his body:

One source is the bloodline power originating from Blood Knights and Witchers, and the other is the basic flow of magic.

These two energies do not simply exist in parallel, but rather form a sophisticated cyclical system.

Bloodline power enhances physical attributes and provides special perception and resistance, while magic connects the two, allowing them to coexist harmoniously.

At the heart of this cycle, Ron discovered a brand new energy node—the very source of the "physical awakening" ability.

It was a translucent, dark purple vortex, containing a chilling power.

Even in a meditative state, he could feel the allure of that power:

So powerful, so direct, it was enough to propel him to a higher level of power in an instant.

But as the panel warned, this force carries a danger that cannot be ignored.

Deep within the vortex, Ron detected some uncontrolled energy fluctuations, like a caged beast stirring restlessly, waiting for the moment of release.

………………

Hayek's office was located on the top floor of the school's central tower, offering excellent views. Large floor-to-ceiling windows provided a panoramic view of the entire Black Mist Forest.

At this moment, the setting sun cast its last rays upon the distant mountains, gilding them with a pale golden outline.

Inside, the three most core formal wizards of the school were sitting around an ancient round table.

The desktop is carved from a single piece of deep abyss black wood, with intricate and complex patterns flowing across its surface, capable of blocking all prying and eavesdropping.

Soren sat to Hayek's left, wearing his usual grey robe, his face serene.

But today, his eyes, which were usually filled with tired bloodshot eyes, were unusually bright and clear, as if some mysterious force had washed away years of dust.

Yuni sat on the right, her long silver hair now streaked with a few strands of pale purple, like a flowing galaxy.

Unlike usual, she looked exceptionally well today.

The wrinkles on her face seemed to have faded a lot, and she looked at least ten years younger.

Hayek gently swirled the amber-colored liquor in his hand, gazing thoughtfully out the window, before speaking casually:
"Old friends, it seems Allen has finally made his move."

Soren picked up the teacup on the table, took a small sip, and raised an eyebrow slightly:

"That boy, Ralph?"

"Yes, just a few days ago."

Hayek sighed:

"She told him the way."

Yuni's body stiffened slightly, her gaze drifting into the distance, as if she saw some distant image.

Her thoughts were drawn back to memories from over a hundred years ago:
The pink-haired girl, always dressed in a royal blue dress and with a confident gleam in her eyes, moved like a whirlwind through the corridors of the crystal spire.

Wherever he went, he attracted envious glances from countless students. At that time, Allen was so dazzling and so arrogant.

“Another one who’s not content with mediocrity,” Yuni whispered, her voice barely audible, yet brimming with complex emotions.

Hayek shook his head, took a sip of wine, and his face softened slightly with reminiscence:
“Ron is indeed a special child, somewhat similar to her back then.”

"Similar?" Soren raised an eyebrow, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes. "You mean, he also has more special talents?"

Hayek did not answer directly, but turned to Yuni on the other side: "You taught him elemental science, how was it?"

Yuni's fingers gently caressed the rim of the glass, her eyes slightly closed, as if she were reminiscing:

"That child is indeed extraordinary, a rare find in the school of thought, and he also possesses a unique charisma."

She carefully chose her words, avoiding being too explicit.

Soren nodded in agreement: “Indeed, I have never seen a student who picks things up so easily, as if he were born with an understanding of the complex principles of spell construction. And…”

He paused, then lowered his voice: "His mental structure is somewhat unique, very stable."

Hayek took a deep breath, leaned back in his chair, and his gaze deepened:
“Even so, I’m still worried that history will repeat itself; that path is too dangerous.”

Yuni gently shook her head, her gaze fixed on the forest outside the window, which was gradually being swallowed by darkness.

Her thoughts drifted back to the past once again:
After that failed attack, Allen's face was filled with pain, and his eyes remained stubbornly defiant.

Even with half her body submerged in the river of death, she showed no remorse.

"She has indeed succeeded halfway."

Yuni said softly, a hint of barely perceptible envy in her voice:

"If that's not the case..." She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone present understood what she meant.

"It was precisely because she was only halfway to success that she paid an even greater price."

Hayek's expression turned serious, and his voice deepened:

"The pain of having half a body step into that realm but being unable to fully cross the threshold is probably more unbearable than direct failure."

Soren sighed softly, "And then there was that accident."

He carefully chose his words: "Even if she had chosen the conventional path and signed that contract, it wouldn't have happened."

“She’s too proud,” Eunice interrupted, a hint of pain in her voice.

The image reappeared before her eyes—Allen, returning from his exploration of the Abyss, covered in blood.

One arm was almost completely torn apart, and there was a shocking hole in the waist and abdomen, with the internal organs clearly visible.
But those eyes were still filled with stubbornness and resentment.
Hayek nodded slightly: "Pride. Indeed. But what true genius isn't proud?"

A brief silence enveloped the room.

The three wizards were each lost in their memories, while the darkness outside the window had completely swallowed up the last ray of sunlight.

"The problem now is..." Hayek finally broke the silence:

How should we deal with this situation?

"In any case, it's too late to discuss these things now," Soren said calmly.
“Now that Allen has told Ron about the true path, according to the Witch King’s decree, we can no longer interfere with his choice.”

“The Witch King’s decree,” Hayek murmured, his eyes growing deep.

The three fell into silence again.

In the wizarding world, the "Witch King's Decree" is the highest level of constraint.

It was created in the "Court of Truth," which was formed by a coalition of some of the Wizard Kings, and even the Great Wizards dared not easily disobey it.

"Article Seven: 'Any practitioner who intends to attempt the true path shall not be subject to any form of interference or coercion, including but not limited to surveillance, contractual coercion, or influence of will. Violators will face sanctions from the Court of Truth.'"

Soren quoted him word by word.

“Not only that,” Uni added.

"The law also requires us to ensure, to the best of our ability, that the ritual process of those who attempt it is not disturbed by external factors and to provide the necessary protection."

Hayek sighed deeply:
"Of course I know the requirements of the law."

With Ron's talent, if he succeeds, he could very well become a great wizard, or even higher.

Such a genius naturally deserves the special attention and protection of the Truth Court.

“They care about more than just the potential for a genius to grow.”

Soren said meaningfully:

"There is also the value of that pure grace, which can only be generated by primordial wizards who have ascended through the authentic path, and which is also effective for great wizards and higher beings."

Hayek nodded, a knowing glint in his eyes:
"This is the real reason why the witch kings formulated the laws."

Throughout the entire Abyss Continent, very few powers can influence their level; Pure Grace is one of them.

Speaking of favors...

Hayek's gaze suddenly sharpened as he stared at Soren and Eunice:
“I’ve noticed that you two seem to be doing much better than before.”

Soren and Yuni exchanged a smile but did not respond immediately.

Hayek observed the two men closely—Sorren's skin looked healthier than usual, and his eyes were clearer and sharper.

Moreover, he exudes a pure aura from within, as if the pollution accumulated in his body over the years has been swept away.

Uni's changes were even more noticeable.

She looked at least ten years younger, with strands of purple mixed in with her long, silvery-white hair.

The wrinkles on his face have decreased significantly, and his eyes are brighter and more piercing than before.

"Have you all received Ron's kindness?"

Hayek said almost with certainty, his tone revealing a hint of undisguised surprise.

Faced with this direct question, Soren and Yuni maintained their mysterious smiles, remaining noncommittal.

"There's no need to hide it anymore."

Yuni finally spoke, her voice tinged with pleasure:
“That child’s grace is indeed very special, far purer than that of ordinary people, and its effects are more lasting than those of ordinary apprentices.”

Soren nodded in agreement:

"The most incredible thing is the purification effect. The mental pollution that had accumulated in my body for many years was reduced by nearly 30% after I came into contact with his grace."

"Moreover, we didn't deliberately guide it; it's just a natural effect."

Yuni added, her eyes sparkling with amazement:
"If he successfully ascends to become a Primal Wizard, the effects of the blessing will be even more astonishing."

Hayek's expression became complex, showing both surprise and a hint of regret:
"It seems I really underestimated his value. If I had known this, I should have paid more attention to him and provided him with more guidance when he first came to the school."

"It's too late for regrets now that things have come to this."

Soren said calmly, "Besides, given that child's personality, your deliberate approach might only arouse his suspicion."

“That’s right,” Hayek sighed softly.
"Ron Ralph. This name may shake the entire wizarding world in the future."

Whether he ultimately succeeds in becoming a Primal Wizard or fails in his attempt, we will witness the birth or fall of a legend.

"What we can do now is to ensure that his promotion attempt is not interfered with, in accordance with the requirements of the law."

Yuni said seriously, "I have already started setting up protective arrays around the area to monitor any possible sources of interference."

"I will be responsible for strengthening the school's energy barrier."

Soren added, "To ensure that no external forces interfere with the operation of the school, especially at the critical moment of the Star Ring Convergence."

Hayek pondered for a moment, then made up his mind:

"I will personally check the seal status of the bloodline altar to ensure that the abyssal energy will not leak at the critical moment."

This will also temporarily halt Valen and his group's exploration, to prevent excessive interference from the Crystal Spire's inhabitants.

The three formal wizards exchanged a solemn glance, silently acknowledging each other's responsibility and determination.

"If Allen's judgment is correct."

Hayek concluded by saying:
"Then, three months later, at the conjunction of the Star Rings, we will witness the birth of a Primal Wizard, which will be the most glorious moment in the hundreds of years since the establishment of the Black Mist School."

Uni gently raised her glass: "For the future of the school."

Soren and Hayek also raised their cups, and the three cups clinked together, making a crisp sound.

“For that brave young man,” Soren added softly, “regardless of success or failure.”

"For the past and for the changes to come."

Hayek concluded by silently drinking the liquid in his glass.

(End of this chapter)