Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 560 The Wrath of the Disc Creatures

A look of surprise flashed in Albert's eyes. "There's so much burrowing worm spinal fluid. I thought I'd have a hard time getting this much again."

"Locke, thank you so much."

Anglu and Aisi watched from the side, their throats bobbing. They hadn't expected that Locke could pull out so much Tartarus cave worm spinal fluid from what appeared to be just an ordinary, broken piece of glass.

They stared, their eyes wide with amazement.

This stuff is a real bargain, with almost no side effects. It's extremely useful whether you're using it to advance to a full-fledged wizard or simply to boost the magic power of a wizarding apprentice.

Albert immediately opened one of the glass bottles, picked it up, and poured it into his mouth.

He quickly finished drinking the spinal fluid.

Immediately afterward, he looked at Locke, and after receiving Locke's nod, he drank the sacrificial potion. In just an instant, Albert's magical pressure and spirituality underwent a peculiar change.

"I was right. When I drank the Sacrifice Potion back then, I was far too ignorant, so I never realized the crux of the matter." Locke observed the peculiarity of Albert's magic. "The Sacrifice Potion allows one to exchange their lifespan and potential for actual magical pressure. The secret lies in Albert's magical pressure and spirituality, and perhaps even the physical level—a series of extreme changes across three levels."

'This must be a very special state. It's just that this part of its mystery has been completely sealed off by the White Wizard Association; even I, a potion master, cannot explore it.'

Locke mentally calculated the minimum number of magic stones he would need to explore this secret. After only a brief assessment, he realized that the project would require a huge amount of magic stones, so he stopped thinking about it.

Because I can't get any funding support for this project, and relying entirely on my own money to support research would be too much for me.

Input and output are not proportional.

Since that's the case, it's better not to think about it now and wait until I have the opportunity to study it later.

Human energy is limited, and choices must be made.

Otherwise, trying to do everything will only lead you into trouble.

Locke said to Albert, "Use the magic knife to inscribe the runes of the Perpetual Defense Field on the surface of the three Red Holly bushes."

Albert nodded cautiously, then walked step by step toward the three red holly bushes, taking out a scalpel and engraving the first rune on the surface of the first red holly bush.

For a wizard to form a permanent defensive field, their soul must be normal. However, because Albert's soul contained a foreign object, he was always unable to inscribe a normal, permanent defensive field.

However, the unique nature of the Forest Sanctuary allows him to still have the potential to succeed even while suffering from a soul alienation disorder.

He paused, not sensing any chaos in the magical power, and immediately smiled, continuing to inscribe runes on the tree trunk.

Each Ogan rune shimmered with the magical radiance of the natural forces.

Half an hour later, most of the runes were engraved on the bark of the three red holly trees, as if the three red holly trees had formed some kind of resonance.

A gentle breeze rustled through the trees and leaves.

A certain natural rhythm flows through it, and the mystery of the forest sanctuary is beyond words.

In the midst of this harmonious scene, a strange blue light suddenly appeared. The strange blue light descended suddenly, and a strange hollow ring appeared in the sky above the forest.

The hollow ring seemed to come from a distant void; it was right in front of them, yet it also seemed to be in an extremely distant place, and it was constantly approaching them.

'Albert, you belong to me!'

'Albert, we have a contract!'

'Albert, you saved me, you're my benefactor, are you going to leave me?'

'Don't let others sow discord between us. Albert, make a wish; as long as you continue to serve me, I can give you everything you need.'

Albert panicked and turned to look at Locke, Anglu, and Aisie, only to find that the three of them seemed to be frozen in time, unable to move.

Even their expressions froze.

Albert was filled with panic. 'Is the disc-shaped creature [Gromdal] really that powerful? Could it possibly freeze time, and even a powerful sorcerer like a formal wizard be unable to resist its power?'

"Faced with such a powerful being, what are my chances of winning?"

A sense of despair welled up in Albert's heart.

The disc-shaped creature [Gromdal] sensed that Albert had thought about its name in his mind. For the disc-shaped creature, a wizard without a permanent defensive field could be sensed simply by having thought about its name.

Furthermore, Albert's soul contains a portion of its spirituality, making it naturally easier to sense.

The eerie hollow blue light ring grew even closer to Albert, as if it were right in front of him. Albert could even feel the magical pressure of the blue light through the touch of his own facial skin.

'Albert, if you're willing to stop, I can grant you any wish. There is a power far greater than that of a wizard.'

"By merging with me, even after ten thousand days and nights, you will not feel tired; even without food or water, you will not feel weak."

'There is a profound power, surpassing even that of wizards; the world calls me... an Outer God!'

A strange, hollow blue ring of light appeared in Albert's pupils, spinning within them. Then, a multitude of scenes from other worlds appeared before his eyes.

One by one, the beings of each world submitted to the power of the disc-shaped creature Gromdal, and one world after another was destroyed by Gromdal.

In the eerie blue light, on a vast, desolate land, a group of people dressed in slightly modern clothing, with calm yet strange smiles on their faces, put their arms around each other's shoulders and then perform stiff dances on the grasslands, in the city, and in the squares.

In the midst of this dance, the disc-shaped creature Gromdal, arriving from beyond the heavens, invades the world, and blue light descends upon it like the setting sun.

In an instant, all things became one, and all living beings were united into one in this blue light.

Life becomes meaningless in this process.

The disc-shaped creatures yearn to return home, but the wizarding world has explicitly refused their return. Thus, they can only alleviate their homesickness by invading other life planes.

But the more they invade other life planes, the more they yearn for the Wizarding World. Thus, they cannot control themselves and try every means to return to the Wizarding World.

From within the eerie blue halo, a voice emanated: 'Albert, serve me, worship me, summon me. Whatever you ask for, I will answer. There is a profound mystery beyond wizardry, and that is me.'

'Give up! Give up! Give up! Give up!'

Inside the room where Albert's Forest Sanctuary is located.

Anglu and Aishi looked at Albert strangely, because Albert had stopped moving after inscribing the first Ogan rune. He stood stiffly in place, holding the spell knife, maintaining the same posture for five minutes.

Finally, Aisha couldn't help but ask Locke, "Locke, why isn't Albert moving? What happened? He's just standing there like that!"

Anglu also looked at Locke. "He kept looking up at the sky, but there was nothing there."

Locke followed Albert's gaze to where he was looking, and indeed, it was just between two trees.

Apart from that, there is nothing.

"It's nothing, just some petty tricks." Locke walked to Albert's shoulder, placed his left hand on Albert's body, and then, having already used [Connected Aura], used it a second time, instantly linking the aura of his spiritual avatar with that of Albert. They achieved spiritual unity.

In an instant, Locke also saw a strange blue light appear in front of him, with a hollow blue ring in the light.

A voice emerged from within the hollow blue ring. 'Damn wizard. This isn't the kind of person I want. You've already ruined things once, are you going to ruin them a second time?!'

'Get out!'

Within the blue ring, a being resembling a ghost bride appeared before Locke. However, Locke transformed his magical pressure into dragon's might, and the terrifying dragon's might manifested, suppressing Gromdal's power in reverse.

The ghost bride shattered instantly.

The seemingly powerful curse magic shattered into countless fragments, revealing Gromdal's true power hidden behind it.

It shares the same origin as life magic, yet is entirely different, and is rejected by the world's will in the wizarding world.

Even with only 999 magic pressure, Locke can still use a great deal of power; he is no longer the same person he was when he first became a formal wizard.

At the same time, in Albert's own inner world, his eyes revealed a deep despair, but this despair, reaching its lowest point, transformed into a kind of perseverance.

"No, I want to become a full-fledged wizard! Not because full-fledged wizards possess the greatest power, nor because full-fledged wizards possess the highest wisdom."

"I want to become a full-fledged wizard. This is the path I've chosen, simply because of my passion. Whatever you are... whatever you can give me, I will become a full-fledged wizard!"

Albert hit rock bottom in despair, then descended into utter madness. "Gromdal, you don't need to sense my thoughts. I'll tell you directly: I want to become a full-fledged wizard. There's no other reason; I simply want to become a full-fledged wizard, I want to become a seeker of truth."

"I will embark on the path of seeking truth, without any other reason or cause; I simply want to become it!"

Even if it means losing everything, I will do it without hesitation.

The blue hollow ring suddenly felt distant from Albert, while Gromdal was furious.

'madness.'

'Accept my power. Even without becoming a formal wizard, you can possess power comparable to a first-ring wizard. You have seen my power; even formal wizards can be frozen in time and space by me. I possess the greatest power; I am the truth…'

'Your search for truth is tantamount to your search for me.'

A laugh broke out between Albert and Gromdal; Locke's spirit had appeared there.

"Gromdal, you're shameless. Freeze time? That trick only works on kids."

Albert turned around in surprise to look at Locke. "Locke, you're here. Wait, since you're here, what about behind me..."

Albert turned his head and saw that the scene around him was shattered like a broken mirror. Then he saw in reality three red holly bushes that had only been marked with the first Ogan inscription.

Albert said, "How could that be?"

"So it can't freeze time after all; it was just an illusion. It's nowhere near as powerful as it tried to show me!"

"And yet, it still dares to claim that it is the truth!"

Albert instantly realized that what he thought had taken half an hour to inscribe most of the Forest Sanctuary was actually an illusion given to him by Gromdal from beginning to end.

He never completed the Forest Sanctuary.

That's why Gromdahl was able to so brazenly invade his mind, distort his will, and alter his perceptions.

If he is really close to completing the Forest Sanctuary, then logically speaking, Gromdal should no longer be able to defeat him so easily.

Locke said to Albert, "I'll hold it up for you in your heart for a while. You finish the engraving as soon as possible."

Albert quickly replied, "Okay."

Locke turned his head, frowning in dissatisfaction. This should have been a good opportunity to record the experimental process of the Mind School, but upon closer inspection, the True Sight Crystal simply could not enter the wizard's mind to record the process.

Sigh, it seems I'll have to publish one less paper in a journal that's at least in Q2, and possibly Q1.

Locke looked at Gromdal, who was extremely angry, and his power continued to change within the blue hollow ring. "Locke Augustine, no matter how many years have passed, I still hate you wizards so much. In the endless void, you wizards are the most dangerous."

"Damn Nightmare Legion, how much better are you than us Disc Creatures?"

Within the blue hollow ring, Locke saw countless blue inorganic substances covering the vast grassland.

According to the research of the Earth Wizard of Yunze Wetland, the illusion he could see in his spiritual realm should be located in the southeastern corner region after the Great Cataclysm.

Locke suspected that the cataclysm was the culprit that almost completely wiped out the ancient creatures. In the images shown to him by the disc creature, after the cataclysm, countless blue inorganic substances fell like snowflakes, a process that likely lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Under the cover of blue inorganic matter for tens of thousands of years, the grassland was completely covered. In this extreme state of nature, many disc-shaped creatures were born, some powerful and some weak. Gromdal was one of the disc-shaped creatures born from this environment.

Gromdal was furious. 'Even so, you're still watching me, trying to uncover my secrets! Wizards, you shouldn't exist in this world! Your existence makes it difficult for me to invade! If your wizarding civilization didn't exist, the difficulty for us Disc Creatures to return wouldn't be so great!'

'You are a pack of dogs used by the world's will against us. Do you know that? You are a pack of dogs!'

Locke ignored Gromdal's incoherent barking and wouldn't take its words seriously. After all, judging from its conversation with Albert, this being was extremely shameless and had a habit of lying through its teeth.

However, the existence of wizards has indeed objectively prevented the disc creatures from returning to the wizarding world. Wizarding civilization will never allow these extreme symbols of nature to return.

The group of wizards who have studied the disc-shaped creatures the most is the Earth Wizards of the Life School. Locke even suspects that the Earth Wizards are very effective at suppressing the power of the disc-shaped creatures.

At that moment, a beam of magnetic light appeared on Locke's forehead and struck Gromdal.

Meanwhile, in reality, Albert was also close to completing the engraving work. His magic pressure was rising steadily, almost exceeding 999, reaching the level of a permanent defensive force field.

His soul underwent a qualitative change; a life force field faintly appeared within it.

The appearance of the Soul Shell further weakened Gromdal's power, making the power he projected even weaker.

Gromdal's figure gradually disappeared into the distance. "Locke Augustine, one day, we will meet again."

Locke was not intimidated by it and ignored its threat.

A first-ring crystallized wizard can borrow the power of a special plane to briefly obtain a youthful version of a great magic. Therefore, a first-ring crystallized wizard does not need to use a weak disc-shaped creature like Void Gromdal, which is only comparable to a normal second-ring level.

Using ritual magic, even if one faces Gromdal's true form directly, one can protect oneself, and the difference in strength between the two will not be so great.

I had previously done a rough calculation of Gromdal's overall magic pressure and found that it was only at the ordinary second-ring level.

Among those of the same level, the power of a wizard is definitely greater than that of other power systems.

Because wizards possess a mature and complete power system, and have powerful analytical and predictive abilities in battle, wizards possess wisdom, strength, and willpower.

(End of this chapter)