Wizard: Starting with Dealing with Magical Plants

Chapter 254 Aberration Special Operations

The projection device is a complex hemispherical frame consisting of multiple metal rings and energy conduits, with a central recess specifically designed to hold the Moon Silver Flower ceramic pot.

The frame is inlaid with thousands of high-quality flame crystals and space-stabilizing crystals.

It looks rough and heavy, but according to calculations, as long as it can be successfully started and run stably for even a few minutes, it will be enough to project the harmonizing power of the Moon Silver Flower into the depths of the crack.

The action plan has also been finalized:

Blake led four furnace guards to clear the way and carried the core components of the device.

Rolin, Ella, and Liana, as the core of the technology team, are responsible for initiating and maintaining the projection.

Once they reach their designated location, the base will launch a full-scale feint attack to draw the attention of the undead and the purifiers as much as possible.

The operation was scheduled for midnight.

That is when the activity of the undead is relatively reduced, and it is also when the human guards are most easily exhausted.

Everyone did a final check of their equipment, took necessary medications, and engaged in a brief pre-battle meditation.

Luo Lin carefully placed the moonflower seedling into the slot of the projection device. The little guy seemed to sense what was about to happen, and the silver light became condensed and firm.

General Hossman walked up to the crowd, his gaze sweeping over each face. Without giving a long speech, he simply patted Blake and Rowling on the shoulder.

"The base is waiting for you to return. If—you don't come back, at least we fought."

The heavy gate opened again, and scorching winds carrying ashes blew into the passage.

The seven-person team, along with the silent Bahamut, quietly disappeared into the eternal crimson night of the Scorching Hell, silently and resolutely advancing towards the direction where death energy boiled like boiling water.

Outside the Throat of the Dead, turbulent energy currents, like an invisible storm, tore at the air and distorted perception.

The squad followed a relatively safe route they had explored before, slithering through rugged lava terrain and thick fog of death.

Blake and the Forge Guards led the way, their heavy armor humming under the energy interference. They used their bodies and shields to protect those behind them from the most intense energy erosion and the harassment of sporadic wandering undead.

Ella moved like a ghost along the flanks, longbow in hand, each arrow precisely piercing the eye sockets of skeletons or the joints of zombies trying to approach from afar. The silence runes attached to the arrows ensured that the kills were silent.

Liana walked beside Rolin, her purifying aura shrinking into a thin layer close to her body, filtering out the pervasive corrupting odor in the air and relieving some of Rolin's mental burden.

Luo Lin focused most of his attention on his mind, repeatedly simulating the collaborative guidance process that was about to take place. At the same time, he comforted and guided Yue Yinhua through mental connection, preparing for the upcoming high-intensity resonance.

The closer you get to the crack, the harsher the environment becomes.

The earth was covered with cracks, from which dark green pus seeped out.

The death energy floating in the air was so thick it was almost tangible, impacting the protective energy and bringing a bone-chilling cold and a sense of oppression on the soul level.

In the distance, the four large devices deployed by the Purifiers stood like silent giant towers, emitting a cold, bluish-white light that contrasted sharply with the gray-black torrent of death gushing from the cracks, creating a bizarre and terrifying scene.

Their chosen infiltration point was on the northeast side of the crevice, behind a relatively hidden natural shelter formed by collapsed boulders.

This place is about 300 meters from the edge of the crack. In front of it is a relatively open slope that leads directly to the huge wound that stretches across the earth.

Upon arriving at the designated location, Blake immediately directed the furnace guards to deploy their defensive formation and carefully set up the heavy core component of the projection device, adjusting its angle to target the area deep within the rift where the energy fluctuations were most violent.

Luo Lin placed the Moon Silver Flower ceramic pot into the groove and began the final connection and adjustment.

Ella and Liana set up small auxiliary energy arrays and protective barriers around him.

"Base, we are in position."

Blake sent a brief signal back via the encrypted communication crystal.

"Roger that! The feint will begin in five minutes. Good luck."

General Hossman's voice came through, carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension.

Five minutes, both short and long.

Everyone held their breath, adjusting their state, their eyes fixed on the terrifying area in the distance where death and order were fiercely clashing.

Time passed second by second.

Suddenly, from the far north, in the direction of the Seventh Forward Base, an unprecedentedly intense light and roar erupted!

Dozens of thick beams of energy ripped through the night sky, raining down on the undead gathering area north of the Throat of the Dead!

Immediately following was a deafening series of explosions!

Flames shot into the sky, and the energy shockwave could be clearly felt even from this distance.

The feint attack on the base has begun!

Almost simultaneously, the undead army surrounding the Throat of the Dead stirred up like an anthill being disturbed!

A large number of undead, including the several huge skeletons, turned to the north in unison, letting out deafening roars, and began to surge towards the direction from which the attack originated.

Even the slowly rotating energy vortex above the crack seemed to be slightly disturbed by this!

It's now!

"Activate!" Roland shouted, placing his hands on the activation runes of the projection device, and his mental and stellar power surged into it!

The silvery light of the silvery seedlings in the groove suddenly burst forth!

The warm, silvery light flowed rapidly along the energy conduit of the device, activating the inlaid crystals. The entire device emitted a deep hum and began to operate slowly.

A slender yet incredibly refined beam of special energy, a mixture of starlight and the spiritual silver light of the moonflower, shot out from the center of the device. Like a probe, it ignored the violent death and disorder currents in the space and shot straight into the depths of the crack!

Roland's entire mind followed the energy beam.

He "saw" endless darkness, churning death energy, and twisted, corrupted creations—the energy beams struggling but resolutely piercing through layers of obstacles, relentlessly descending, descending—

Finally, he "felt" it!

Deep within the rift lies a vast, cold, ancient, greedy, and chaotic being!

The core of the aberration!

The moment the harmonizing power of the moonflower came into contact with the chaotic structure of rules, it was like a drop of clear water falling into a pot of boiling oil!

The mutated creature's immense and unparalleled will suddenly "awakened"!

A drop of water into a hot oil pan—no! This analogy isn't entirely accurate.

The feeling was more like—a tiny, warm magnet being thrown into the center of a violent and chaotic electromagnetic storm.

The harmonious fluctuations emanating from the Moon Silver Flower and the distorted, polluting, and coercive rule structure of the Abnormal Variant are essentially from the same source, yet they have gone to two completely opposite extremes.

The moment the two came into contact, it did not immediately trigger a violent explosion or annihilation, but instead produced an extremely strange and complex resonance and confrontation.

The mutated creature's vast and chaotic thoughts were awakened by this faint yet essentially pure fluctuation.

That wasn't anger; it was more like an extreme confusion and—hunger—stemming from the rules themselves.

It was as if a madman who had been wallowing in darkness for countless years suddenly caught a whiff of the pure sunlight from his memories, wanting to greedily devour it while instinctively feeling repulsion and unease.

As the energy beam extended, Rolin's consciousness clearly "sense" this vast, cold, and chaotic torrent of thoughts.

The mental sea was instantly impacted, and the [Quiet Dust Star] operated wildly, like a reef firmly resisting the raging tide, settling and filtering out most of the negative impact.

But a chilling, greedy, and endless sense of loneliness still seeped in, making him feel cold all over and his teeth chatter uncontrollably.

"Hold on!" Liana's voice seemed to come from a great distance, and a gentle yet firm purifying power enveloped Rolin's mind, relieving some of the pressure.

Ella stood guard vigilantly to the side, her longbow nocked and arrow aimed at the crack, wary of any undead or other creatures that might be disturbed.

The projection device hummed, and the light of the energy crystal dimmed at a visible speed.

Maintaining this energy beam that penetrates numerous obstacles consumes a huge amount of energy.

Luo Lin forced himself to concentrate, ignoring the interference of the distorted consciousness, and focused all his energy on guiding the harmonizing power of the Moon Silver Flower.

Following the vague guidance in the basic operating protocol, he tried not to directly confront the chaotic rules of the aberration, but rather to gently pluck at the most fragile and unstable connection points in those distorted structures, like using the finest needle, while continuously "playing" the stable, gentle, and vibrant rhythm of the Moon Silver Flower's rules, like background music.

This is an extremely delicate and dangerous operation.

If you flick it too lightly, it may have no effect.

If you pluck too hard, it may immediately trigger a violent counterattack from the aberration.

Playing the melody of "Moonflower" continuously is like presenting a feast to a hungry person eager to devour it, where temptation and risk coexist.

Time seemed to stretch out.

Every second felt like an eternity.

Rolin could sense a hint of hesitation and—the intensification of chaos—in the mutated being's confused mind.

Those distorted, rule-based structures seem to have become increasingly unstable due to this external noise and temptation.

The decaying energy of death, which was originally flowing slowly like viscous asphalt, began to exhibit subtle, irregular turbulence.

It works!

Although weak, it does interfere with the state of the aberration!

Just as Luo Lin was overjoyed and was preparing to increase the guidance, a sudden change occurred!