Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 309 Manipulating Large Ecosystems

The old witch of Forbes used the potion-making technique of atomizing potions on the cauldron in her alchemy hut, and chuckled, "My little darlings, it's up to you now."

"Let those dark wizards know the power of potions!"

The large cauldron atop the alchemy hut, under the magic of the old witch Forbes, began to boil violently, turning into a mist that shot into the sky. Before the dark wizards in the sky could react, it transformed into rain, sprinkling down on the land and sea of ​​Lilith's port city.

At the same time, Francis also chanted a spell, casting the [Words of Nature] on Locke.

Locke, who was located at the control core of the barrier defense device, gained a special language knowledge in his mind after receiving the blessing of the language of nature. This knowledge seemed to reside in his instincts, and he mastered the ability to have simple conversations with cats, dogs, and plants.

Locke communicated with the entire ecosystem of Lilith's Hut through the core crystal of the large life barrier. "Plants, it's time to awaken."

Locke observed that the entire ecosystem of Lilith's Hut seemed to struggle for a moment, but still did not react much.

Locke frowned. The number of moss and algae was increasing significantly, but they were still too few in number.

Moreover, the plants within the entire ecosystem appear to still be in a state of being bribed, so natural selection tends to avoid them.

This land is already a cursed place, where life force is suppressed.

Moreover, Locke clearly sensed the plants' resistance towards him.

Locke had a sudden inspiration. He summoned the Forest Sanctuary, blessed himself, and transformed into a forest, thus communicating with the forest of Lilith's Hut.

"Awaken, forest."

"Forest, wake up now, before negative energy truly harms our very foundation."

Locke paused, then frowned. Had he failed?

However, the forest that I have transformed into should have a very high status among forests. I am a forest composed of six one-ring magic plants, Red Holly, which is the king of magic plants. Therefore, the forest I have formed should have a very high status.

Even within the ecosystem of Lilith's Hut, a Level 1 Magic Plant should still possess a very high level.

In a sense, as a simulated forest, one should have a high level of prestige because one interacts with the forest and embodies the simulated forest.

The next moment, the entire ecosystem of Lilith's Hut suddenly showed some kind of abnormality, followed by a huge storm on the energy level, as if it had triggered some kind of rumbling.

The entire forest came alive, moss covered the ground, and then the ancient ferns, which had appeared long ago and were once food for reptiles, awoke. Next, the giant trees and various other trees revived one by one.

Then come the youngest herbaceous plants, which appear after trees and have secured their place in the ecosystem thanks to their extensive underground root systems.

As the Lilith House ecosystem revives, the previously unbalanced wood element reappears and begins to attempt to balance the four basic elements of wind, water, fire, and earth, which are collapsing everywhere.

The existence of forests and plants stabilizes the world; if the forests and plants in a region go on strike, that region is not far from destruction.

As the forest was restored to its former state, the ecology of Lilith's Hut began to balance, and the scale of extreme disasters such as storms and earthquakes began to be brought under control.

Forests are like the kidneys of this land, maintaining the balance of elements and other aspects of this land.

Even now, with the climate and disasters on this land in such a chaotic state, it is still effectively regulating and controlling everything that has spiraled out of control.

As the plants resumed their work, the life energy of this land surged forth once more, much like a sick person whose immune system restarted. As a result, one cursed spirit after another ceased their attacks on the living.

They stood there, and before long, their surfaces began to crack, revealing the normal souls hidden within, which turned into a green light and began to return to nature.

One soul after another was grateful to the forest. Even the souls of those dark wizards were now only thankful. If things had gone according to plan, they would have been condemned to eternal life as cursed spirits or ghost brides of this cursed land, decaying forever along with the twisted earth.

There's not even a chance of entering the soul cycle.

At this moment, a ghost bride had already floated into the control room where Locke was. Ignoring all the internal defensive magic that automatically attacked the control room, she slowly walked up to Locke.

The ghost bride, dressed in a black wedding gown, suddenly raised her head, revealing pale, beast-like eyes beneath the gown. She lunged at Locke's face, but just before touching his skin, she stopped abruptly, then arched her body like a boiled shrimp and let out a scream.

"No!" The evil creature, disguised as a human but not human or undead, roared and tried to place its hand on Locke's face, but the next moment, even its hand began to decay.

Locke stared at it indifferently, without the slightest fear.

Although there are still mysteries surrounding this thing, and it is the most powerful curse that the Blood Curse Court has developed over the past hundred years, Locke can simply understand it as a kind of disease that has appeared on this land after the ecology has become problematic.

It's like a sick or weak plant that's prone to developing a bunch of insects.

This kind of thing easily grows on sick and weak land.

If the plants can be revived, the diseased earth can regain its strength, and this thing will naturally be suppressed by the earth returning to normal.

"I... will never disappear." The ghost bride let out a beast-like roar, but Locke frowned, because the one speaking to him at this moment was not the ghost bride herself, but a special being created by this curse behind the ghost bride.

A strange blue halo appeared behind it.

"I was born...and then...I will never disappear."

"I was born... and I will never disappear!"

Suddenly, the Blood Lord, who was in the sky, felt that his Bride's Blood Curse was starting to go out of control. His face turned pale. The White Wizards' sudden counterattack was like being in a desperate situation when they suddenly turned around and dealt him a fatal blow. This naturally angered the Blood Lord.

But it is also limited.

As one of the leaders of the White Wizarding Association and a benchmark in ecology and potion-making, Lilith's Hut's abilities were still within his comprehension.

But at this moment, his blood curse went out of control. There was a being within his blood curse that had never been human, which had been hiding within him all along. And when he was at his weakest, it no longer concealed itself and tried to regain control of the situation.

'How is this possible?' The Blood Lord mentally calculated formula after formula, checking each proof of advanced geometry in his mind to ensure there were no problems. 'The curse spell is correct.'

'Then the only problem lies with the totem god mechanism. Could it be that I haven't fully understood how I utilize the totem god mechanism, leading me to create something I wasn't even aware of?'

The Blood Lord's face flushed crimson; a far more terrifying thought had taken hold of him. 'Did I create that thing, or did it come through the magic of our Blood Curse Court?'

At this moment, the female leader of the Ghostly Holy Cult had a mocking look in her eyes, and the Golden Skeleton Wizard kept letting out a sarcastic laugh.

The wizard Hammerk paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "Let our undead army cut down those forest trees. As long as we destroy the forest itself, this land will lose a lot of vegetation and will still go out of control, and the Blood Lord's blood curse will not be broken."

Blood Lord's eyes flickered. For a moment, he wanted to stop his dark wizard colleagues from doing so, because there was clearly something wrong with his magic. Something unknown had infiltrated his magic.

If these people knew this, he would lose face again. A high-level curse master who didn't even understand his own curse magic. Even if they won this war, if they lost face for the Blood Curse Court, what difference would it make if they didn't win?

But after much deliberation, the Blood Lord remained silent, unable to explain to his colleagues why he should stop the destruction of the forest.

(End of this chapter)