Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 647 The Curse of the Black Sun Tower and the Lich King!

Locke exchanged glances with the other three, clearly indicating that all four had benefited greatly from their deal with the archaeological wizard patriarch.

All four of them achieved what they desired.

Wizard Warwick laughed heartily and said, "It seems everyone has asked questions about the Grandmaster and the Great Magic. The Grandmaster is indeed very powerful. In a very short time, he can deduce the spell models related to the Great Magic and solve our problems."

"Archaeological magic is truly profound. There's still so much for us to learn."

McKinley said, "That's true."

"We really made a killing this time."

The witch Shirley snorted and ignored the two of them.

The witch Shirley looked at Locke and said, "Locke, I asked the patriarch how to fuse my archaeological magic with holy magic, and the patriarch answered my question."

"It was indeed a very fruitful experience."

"And you, what kind of wish did you make?"

Locke looked at the witch Shirley in surprise. So, was the witch Shirley going to give up on the second circle stage and continue to study botanical magic?

The core of the entire second stage lies in ultimate magic. Since she doesn't want to choose botanical ultimate magic, it means that her ambitions lie elsewhere.

Locke said, "Yes, our ancestor was indeed very powerful. I had him show me a model of the sun and moon in motion from 70,000 years ago."

The witch Shirley glanced at Locke in surprise. "That's all?"

Locke said, "That's enough."

Warwick frowned. "Then you really wasted a great opportunity to make a wish. The historical reenactment of the Founding Fathers can simulate all the details of the great magic we want, and I was completely mesmerized."

Wizard McKinley said, "Why do you care so much about other people? Alright, now let's see what we should do."

At that moment, Locke heard the young wizard's voice. "Locke, you are only first-ring archaeology wizards, so you cannot reflect second-ring beings in the past. However, with my manipulation, we can see second-ring beings. But the combined power of the historical materials within the Book of Sovereigns of the four of you is not enough, and with the curse of exoneration, this part of the past may be somewhat out of control and involve flashbacks."

"You tell them to get ready."

"This isn't the truth from 70,000 years ago, but rather a love story of someone I loved 70,000 years ago. But then again, that's what you archaeological wizards do. Watch closely."

The next moment, the four appeared at the coronation site, but they were all stunned, because the coronation site was full of corpses and blood.

A first-ring wizard roared, "He's not the king! He's the former king! Good heavens, how can the former king still be alive!"

The next moment, his head was crushed by the cold lich's foot.

Locke and the others looked in astonishment at the 'king' on the city's altar, only to see that he was wearing a crown, but half of it was gray and the other half was skeleton.

This person possesses the ultimate magic pressure at the first level.

Locke frowned. "This should be the first time the Nameless King ascended the throne, not his second. It must be a flashback phenomenon, which is common in historical reenactments. Our power is insufficient, causing a temporal distortion in the historical reenactment."

Wizard Warwick affirmed, "Yes. And how could that nameless king be only at the first stage of crystallization? And how could his coronation ceremony be so meager?"

The crowd looked around and realized that the coronation ceremony was far less magnificent than the grand city they had initially seen; it was more like a simple coronation ceremony in a small town.

The entire ceremony was very simple.

Warwick the Wizard was somewhat taken aback. "But what exactly happened? Why would something like this happen at the Nameless King's first coronation?"

The seven flower language masters of the Rose Council and the wizards of the Thunder Demon Society were also present. They glared at Locke and the others.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Why are we here? What's with these undead creatures and people dressed in ridiculous clothes?"

Locke glanced at them but ignored them completely; what mattered most at that moment was what he saw before him.

This is a historical reenactment controlled by the patriarch, presenting the past as much as possible.

Even a small fragment is of extraordinary value to the archaeological wizard. A large amount of precious historical material is being collected by him using the historical projection spell model, transformed into historical data, and entered into his own patriarch's book.

A wizard priest, seemingly oblivious to the chilling carnage, continued his ritual dance, simultaneously casting two ritual spells, one for each of them.

The first is 'Heaven'.

The second is 'Dark Sun'.

Locke looked at the altar inscribed with these two identities and fell into deep thought.

The witch Catherine once said that in the wizarding world, only the 'Mystic Heaven' can call himself Heaven. So, is this old wizard from the Age of Stars now using very ancient, primitive, and barbaric sacrificial magic to worship the 'Mystic Heaven'?
What does "dark sun" refer to?
The Lich King stepped over a ball of flame in front of the old wizard priest. Wherever his foot passed, the heat dissipated, and everything vanished.

The flames went out in an instant.

The old priest's pupils contracted slightly. "My late king, you should no longer live. The Tower of the Black Sun conveyed a message of truth to the mortal world through me—the dead cannot be kings, and the magical kingdom can only be ruled by the living."

The Lich King laughed contemptuously. "A first-class wizard apprentice can live for four hundred years, a first-ring wizard can live for one thousand years, a second-ring wizard can live for five thousand years, and a third-ring wizard can live for ten thousand years."

"It seems like they live a little longer than ordinary people who live only a day. But after a thousand years, they're just a skeleton. I don't think that's fair."

"Even though we now have the technology to make wizards immortal, the Tower of the Black Sun warns the 300 million magical kingdoms on Earth, telling us that wizards are forbidden from using necromancy to modify themselves and live forever!"

"What's wrong with that! Why can't we, who are so great, use necromancy to live forever! Let wise wizards live forever, rule forever, until the end of time, what's wrong with that for... the Tower of the Black Sun, for the Age of Stars?"

The old shaman priest was foaming at the mouth, looking dazed and distraught. "My lord, this is a message of truth, a message from the Tower of the Black Sun: the undead are forbidden to be kings."

"Those who cannot die and become kings will surely be punished by heaven!"

Soulfire flickered in the Lich King's eye sockets. "Hahaha, divine punishment, indeed? Right here, at this very moment, I stand. Where is the Tower of the Black Sun?"

Where is Heaven?

Where is the era of stars now?

The old man's fear completely vanished, and he seemed to become expressionless. Instead, he looked at Locke and the others who were standing aside watching the scene, and a strange glint seemed to flash in his eyes.

Then, the old man looked at the lich king and said, "I hereby convey the judgment of the Black Sun Tower on your Heliotos Magic Kingdom."

"From this day forward, no new human baby will be born in your kingdom."

"Until the new king of the Heliotos Magic Kingdom ascends the throne, the prophecy of the Tower of the Black Sun, which is the truth, will be eternal here."

"Unless the parched earth yields grain again; unless the dried-up holy spring refills its waters; unless the locusts retreat; unless the eternal summer passes."

"Otherwise, this judgment will never disappear."

The soul fire in the Lich King's eye sockets suddenly surged, and with a 'crack', he completely snapped the neck of the old wizard priest in his hands.

"Damn it! How hateful!"

The Lich King went completely mad. "Damn the Tower of the Black Sun, damn the Prophet! Damn the origin of priestly magic, damn the Age of Stars. Damn the living, damn the son."

"Everything, everything, deserves to die."

"As the Witch King, my rule will last for ten thousand years, until the end of time. You possess necromancy, so why not resurrect the dead? This era already has so many problems, so why forbid my existence? Tower of the Black Sun, I tell you, I refuse to submit!"

The Lich King stepped on the corpse of the old priest with his skeletal foot, pointed his skeletal finger at the sky, and said: "O source of priestly magic, Tower of the Black Sun that holds the power of prophet, maintainer of order in the Age of Stars, I hereby swear that I will not let your prophecies come true!"

"If the parched land can't grow crops, then I'll send people to study botanical magic!"

"The dried-up holy spring has no water source, so I will have people study the water magic of the Evocation School."

"If the locusts don't retreat, I'll curse them all to death with the magic of the Insect Curse School. If summer doesn't leave, I'll command the Earth Wizard to recreate the earth!"

"My court is filled with countless wizards. The Tower of the Black Sun, your plans will not come true!"

The Lich King, in a frenzy, declared: "I hereby swear that all wizards who enter the court will be able to undergo necromancy-based lich transformations. As long as the phylactery remains intact, the lich will live on forever. Even after a thousand, ten thousand, or a hundred thousand years, our court will still exist."

"Wizards have the privilege of living forever!"

Locke listened with alarm.

So this is what happened during the era of stars.

The four exchanged glances and realized that the origin of necromancy was probably in the Age of Stars.

I just don't know how it originated.

After all, these are just four first-ring archaeology wizards. With the help of their ancestor, the fragments of the past they have recalled are too many to see the whole picture clearly.

Even this small piece of information is invaluable, almost proving that the origin of necromancy dates back to the Age of Stars.

In the Age of Stars, it seems that the emergence of necromancy brought about something that had a huge impact on the political situation: the lifespan of rulers could be extended through necromancy.

This led to the Black Sun Tower, the invisible overlord of this era, issuing a direct order to ban it.

But it seems that the Witch King of the Heliotos Magic Kingdom wants to ignore the ban imposed by the Tower of the Black Sun.

This scene also suggests that the Black Sun Tower's method of intervention, at least in the Heliotos Kingdom region, seems to rely on priests and wizards making some kind of ancient prophecy.

The Tower of the Black Sun announces its commands through prophecy.

However, it's impossible to fully understand what exactly happened based on this footage alone.

The Lich King seemed to have realized something. "The Tower of the Black Sun, isn't it just trying to make my son ascend the throne? This time I used his identity to ascend the throne, and the Tower of the Black Sun actually dared to refuse my sacrifice. Since that's the case, I will kill my son and ensure that the Kingdom of Heliotos will forever have only one Lich King, me."

"Hahahaha... That's true... Since I'm an immortal lich, why would I need offspring?"

"So what if the Kingdom of Heliotos has no newborn humans? I can rule over the dead. As long as everyone in the Kingdom of Heliotos becomes an undead..." "Even if mortals become undead, they will only lose consciousness and become puppets. I still have the wizards of Heliotos."

The Lich King's eyes blazed with soul fire as he prepared to kill the prince in the prison, but at that moment, some ancient court wizards of Heliotus blocked his way.

"Your Majesty, please reconsider. This is your only son."

"The prince is dead, and you will have no descendants left!"

Soulfire flickered in the Lich King's eyes. "Get out of my way! I possess necromancy; wizards should be immortal and eternal rulers."

"So get out of my way! I'm going to kill that useless descendant!"

At this time, some wizards began to hesitate. They were misled by the words of the Lich King and began to think that if every wizard could master necromancy and transform themselves into liches, they could stop time and prevent civilization from advancing.

that……

Do they still need to have offspring?

Are so-called offspring just a burden?

Some wizards began to wonder if their past actions and thoughts had been limited by technology.

Perhaps the late king wasn't so extreme?
That's just the idea of ​​immortals!

A wizard stopped his colleague. "Perhaps the former king truly didn't need offspring. We are loyal to a powerful wizard king, not to a boy who cannot protect himself."

"If we have necromancy, our king will never need to be replaced, and the court wizards will never need to be replaced. Mortals are like leeks; one batch dies, and another batch comes."

Another colleague asked doubtfully, "What if those mortals get tired of our rule and want to rebel? New wizards will emerge among the mortals, and what if the new wizards want us to step down?"

The Lich King laughed heartily. "Just kill him."

"Let mortal civilization stagnate forever, so that it can never threaten us."

The Lich King glared fiercely at the wizards who were still blocking their way. "Since that's the case, you can all die."

The next moment, the Lich King chanted an incantation, and a realm of death descended.

The flower language interpreter of the Rose Council was taken aback. "What's going on?"

They all took out various magical bouquets, but they saw that the bouquets made of magical plants were withering and dying rapidly.

The nature of the kingdom's territory is that of a wizard king.

When the Wizard King became the ruler of the kingdom and persuaded many wizards to become liches, the entire kingdom became a realm of the law of death.

Within this realm of the laws of death, the power of the dead is amplified, while the power of the living is diminished.

Even the seven wizards of the Rose Council and the wizards of the Thunder Demon Society discovered that their magical powers were rendered ineffective by the arrival of the kingdom's domain.

The leader of the Thunder Demon Society, a wizard, wielded a bolt of lightning and slammed it into the ground, only to find that his magic could not cause any damage to the kingdom's territory.

Instead, a skeletal hand grabbed his ankle and pulled him sharply, dragging him into the ground and making him disappear.

The wizards of the Thunder Demon Society all let out sounds of fear and unease.

Without the leader of the First Ring Limit, the wizards of the Thunder Demon Society were like people who had lost their backbone, not knowing what to do.

"What happened? We just entered a wild, secret realm, how did we end up here? Where exactly is this place?"

"What kind of magic is that? Why do all our spells get absorbed and have no effect whatsoever?"

Black mist swept across the ground, and hands made of white bones reached out from the black mist, grabbing at their ankles.

As a Thunderlord wizard was about to step back, he found a skeletal hand on his shoulder, and then, just as he turned around, it yanked him sharply.

The next moment, the Thunder Demon Wizard was pulled inside by the skeletal hand.

Meanwhile, at the Rose Council, the flower language master Suera Sharp turned pale with fright as she watched the skeletal hands rushing towards her. "How disgusting! What are these things?!"

She used plant magic to strike the skeletal hands, but all the magic was inexplicably absorbed.

The next moment, unable to dodge in time, she herself was swallowed up as well.

At the same time, the other flower language masters of the Rose Council also met the same fate.

Meanwhile, Locke and his companions weren't much better off; all their magic was also devoured by the skeletal hand and the black mist.

The next moment, Locke saw a pair of skeletal hands grab his shoulders and then violently pull him inside.

Upon seeing this, the witch Shirley immediately followed and jumped into the pool.

Warwick and McKinley, on the other hand, were forced to be pulled in by the skeletal hand.

The Lich King stood in the center of the garden, laughing heartily.

All rebels were swallowed up by his kingdom.

……

Within the kingdom's territory, Locke discovered that the witch Shirley, the wizard Warwick, and the wizard McKinley were all present.

No wonder no matter how they attacked.

All magic will be devoured here.

They simply transferred the magic into another world; it didn't lose its effect.

Locke looked at the other world behind the kingdom's domain, his eyes flashing. It was an illusory world, formed by the convergence of the undead images of the entire magic kingdom.

'The Kingdom's Domain... This place is essentially another dimension of this kingdom, another world created by magic. All the previous attacks have fallen into this world.'

'This world seems to possess immense magical qualities.'

'This is why we suffered a loss.'

Locke heard his ancestor's reminder again. "Locke, even if this is just a fragment of the past, if you are suppressed in this domain, you will be refined into a part of this magical kingdom."

"Your power, everything you have, all your magic, will be taken over by this magical kingdom. Get out as soon as possible."

“Locke, you possess this ability.”

"During those six months together, you have already gained the ability to disrupt the cycle of the kingdom's domain."

Locke fell into deep thought. 'This magical kingdom seems to be a special phase space. It's stored in the same mountains and terrain, the same physical space, as the magical kingdom in reality, but exists in a different phase world.'

The question is... why did kingdoms exist in ancient times? How did they come about, and what did they depend on for their existence?

'The patriarch said that during the six months I spent with him, I had mastered the method to leave. What did I master? This place is so strange. This place smells so good… wait…'

At this moment, Warwick, McKinley, and the witch Shirley were all sweating profusely, because they immediately realized that this special domain was eroding their magical pressure and devouring their magic.

At the same time, the distant 'mountain peak' suddenly stood up. This mountain peak was a huge skeletal giant with soul fire flashing in its eyes, and it walked towards them.

The surrounding mountains all stood up and walked towards them.

Warwick exclaimed, "Everyone, think of something! What the hell is this place? Damn it, we four archaeological wizards can't just die here like this!"

Wizard McKinley said, "Historical recurrence is always dangerous. This is a force we've never encountered before; it's too strange."

"Does anyone have a solution?"

Warwick the Wizard said, "Let's try the Protection School's Dimensional Exile and see if it still works. If not, we'll use Dimensional Exile to escape. Anyway, we've already got part of it!"

The witch Shirley looked at Locke. "Junior brother, what are you thinking about?"

Locke inhaled the fragrance in the air. "It's the scent of osmanthus."

"Thinking about it carefully, the Kingdom Domain is a type of magic at the Great Magic level. So what? I'm just worried about not understanding Great Magic, so this is a good opportunity to practice."

“Where there is the fragrance of osmanthus, there must be an osmanthus tree.” Locke used the Great Green Leaf Dragon Sparrow to fly into the air and look down at the area. Sure enough, in a corner of the area, he saw a laurel tree.

He flew directly there.

The witch Shirley was startled. "Junior brother?"

She also directly used the first-circle Holy Wizard spell, Summon Throne Angel, and a pair of angel wings grew from her body as she followed.

Warwick looked in that direction and paused, stunned. "Locke, it seems there's a way to stop exiling ourselves for now. Let's go, let's go and see."

At this moment, Locke flew towards the osmanthus tree. "Hmm? It's a Golden Osmanthus. This is indeed a rather ancient magical plant. I didn't expect it to exist in this era; it's quite different from later generations."

"Golden flowers and small osmanthus can connect to the moon."

“I wasn’t wrong. The benchmark of the kingdom’s territory is on the moon. In the Age of Stars, although I don’t fully understand the kingdom’s territory yet, and all I know and see is this one undead kingdom, its core point is indeed the moon of this era.”

"Is it because the sun is dim and the stars are shining that the moon can only be used as the reference point for the magic realm? Or is the creation of the magic realm itself a characteristic of the moon in the wizarding world? It's just that for some reason, it was not passed down to later generations."

Locke took out the Porcelain Moon from his Astral Ring. "I don't know if it will work."

“But I have to. Otherwise, I won’t be able to continue exploring. I’ll use the moon’s gravity to temporarily open the gate to this realm, and then leave.”

"If I'm right, then I should be able to do it."

(End of this chapter)