Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Based on the remaining fragments of Doreth's memory, Lokunlun was able to glimpse a wizarding era that was far more glorious than the present one.

In the era of Dores, second-circle wizards, though already at the pinnacle of the extraordinary, were far from being as rare and scarce as they are today.

At that time, there were as many as seventeen second-circle wizards still alive. They each ruled over a territory, held sway over top-tier forces, and checked and balanced each other.

In the three thousand years since Doles failed to reach the third ring, six more people have been promoted and entered the ranks of the top.

Some of them did not stop after being promoted, but went even further, breaking through to the middle or even upper level of the second ring.

But time turns, and the world changes.

Now, there are only five second-circle wizards left in the entire wizarding world.

The four dominant powers of the Wizarding Continent—the Four Elements Tower, the Bloodline Council, the Alchemy Royal City, and the Beast Totem Mountains—each occupy one of them.

These four second-ring wizards are the foundation upon which the four major powers have stood firm, and the source of their confidence in looking down upon all living beings.

The fifth one, however, reigns supreme on the southern continent, becoming the sole ruler of that vast land.

Five people, less than a quarter of the population of that era.

"No wonder Doles lamented so much in his memory, saying that the wizarding world was heading towards decline. This is the most straightforward proof." Luo Kunlun muttered to himself, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

The crux of the matter is that good things are inherently scarce, and most of them are either non-renewable or have extremely long regeneration cycles.

As a result, good things became increasingly scarce, and coupled with the infighting among wizards, it's not hard to understand why the wizarding community weakened over time.

New resources have yet to be created, while old resources are squandered and destroyed in endless infighting.

As a result, resources became increasingly scarce, and wizards capable of breaking through the bottleneck became even rarer. These few high-level wizards, in turn, were powerless to proactively explore new resource-producing areas outside the world.

In Dorris's mind, there was only one way to break this deadlock: to give birth to a true third-circle wizard.

Only the Third Ring can unite the chaotic forces of the entire wizarding world and end the endless infighting.

Only those in the Three Rings are qualified to tear apart the dimensional barriers, no longer passively waiting for those space passages with slim probability to appear naturally, but actively leading their race to march into other unknown worlds to plunder new resources and open up new homes.

Unfortunately, this path is incredibly difficult.

Dores was one of the few people in that era who came closest to the third ring. With his extraordinary talent and various opportunities, he managed to reach the pinnacle of the second ring, but ultimately failed to take that final step.

Even in his countless reviews and deductions in the second half of his life, he had to admit that even if he had chosen the alternate dimension model for advancement back then, the success rate of breaking through to the third ring was only 10%.

Even someone as powerful as Dores could only achieve this in an era with superior resources and environment, let alone wizards who were inferior to him and born in an era with increasingly scarce resources.

Of course, besides these, there are also some extremely small probabilities.

The Descendants will one day return, or the world will make contact with a powerful world in the void.

Either way, the probability is too small, and it's unlikely to be anything good.

......

As he pondered, Luo Kunlun "senses" the outline of the "real mirror" model in his mental space, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

The passage of time is long enough for a glorious era to fade away, and enough for former powerhouses to turn to dust.

Today's dominant power, if placed in the past, would not have been weak, but it would never have had the same level of dominance.

However, this wasn't too bad for Luo Kunlun.

He now knew what the wizards at Silverblood Academy were thinking.

They wanted to test the strength and intentions of this mysterious wizard.

If the opponent is powerful, no less so than oneself, then "make friends" and pretend nothing happened. If their strength is average, then kill and plunder, extracting all the benefits.

Treating people differently based on their status is like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing leftovers. They pounce on the slightest hint of blood, but they don't even get a clear look at their prey's fangs.

"Since that's the case, then there's no need for me to hide it anymore."

Any second-ring being holds a significant position in the world, whether they are wizards or extraordinary beings.

With that thought in mind, Luo Kunlun left the nest, his figure breaking through the thick clouds like a streak of light, and soon arrived at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

A fierce wind howled around him, tearing at his robes, but it couldn't even stir a strand of his hair.

Looking down, one sees the vast territory of the Tree of Order kingdom, where the roots of the Split Tree spread and intertwine beneath the earth, forming a huge and orderly network.

These were all his achievements, and they were an important boost to Luo Kunlun's future advancement to a higher level.

Luo Kunlun would not allow anyone to hinder him, and they would try to test him again and again.

Hit a punch, lest a hundred punches come!

The next moment, the powerful energy of the second-ring wizard spread out in all directions without reservation!

It was like a small sun, but it wasn't just a violent energy surge; it also carried a declaration of will.

The radiating power spread outwards like a tsunami, with the continent of Volo bearing the brunt.

Its influence swept across every inch of the continent of Volo, penetrating mountains and rivers, sweeping over towns and villages, and even spreading along the root network of the Split Tree to more distant seas and more remote corners.

In the kingdom's capital, Charles and his entourage, who were handling state affairs, suddenly shuddered, and the quill pen in their hands snapped in two with a "crack".

In the remaining kingdoms of the south, the artisans attempting to replicate firearms were suddenly startled, their tools falling to the ground...

Luo Kunlun was freely unleashing his power, declaring his existence to the entire world!

Wizarding Continent, the Tower of the Four Elements.

This wizarding sanctuary, perched atop a sea of ​​clouds, is enveloped by an energy shield that flashes with lightning, hurricanes, flames, and torrents.

Inside the council chamber at the top of the tower, the official wizards of the Four Elements Tower are holding a meeting.

Meetings that offer little insight are a waste of time; some people even feel like dozing off.

But there's no way around it; since I hold a high position, especially in a world-class location like the Tower of Pyramid, routine procedures are necessary.

The instant Luo Kunlun's influence swept across the room, the stone wall in the center of the council hall, engraved with the four elemental runes, suddenly burst forth with a blinding light, and the runes on the stone wall pulsed wildly.

A wizard suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing like lightning: "Such a powerful surge! It's a second ring! A new second ring!"

The others' expressions changed drastically as they sensed the direction and source of the fluctuations, their eyes filled with shock and apprehension.

"A new Second Ring Road has been created? Who is it?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure it's not on the mainland."

"Could it be the Southern Continent?"

Bloodline Council.

This ancient power, founded by multiple bloodline families and sorcerer factions, is the most exclusive force in the wizarding world.

Beneath the parliament hall lie many of the bloodline's descendants.

When the wave of Lokunlun descended, all the bloodline holders simultaneously emitted a low hum.

"Another second-ring wizard has appeared, and his aura is not among the promising wizards I know... It seems there's some secret behind him."

"Indeed, but he is now entitled to that secret." Another voice, somewhat similar yet slightly different, emerged.

Then, the hall fell silent once again.

Not only the Tower and the Council, but also the Alchemy Royal City and the Beast Totem Mountains, these two hegemonic forces reacted in the same way.

Inside Alchemy City, the alchemical golems floating in the air all paused for a moment.

Within the Beast Totem Mountains, the special totem wizards let out uneasy howls, especially the second-ring beast king deep within the mountains, who transformed into a gigantic wolf ten thousand feet tall, howling to the sky with a voice full of vigilance and inquiry.

Who exactly is this person? Will it cause conflict with me?

Beyond the Wizarding Continent, in the southern continent, there are also maritime forces.

"A new second-ring advancement? Not in my territory, nor in the Wizarding Continent..."

"Human wizards? Who cares, let's go back to sleep."

......

Meanwhile, a huge uproar was stirred up in the small and medium-sized wizard organizations that were affiliated with the dominant powers.

Many wizards and apprentices looked up at the sky, feeling that power, their eyes filled with longing.

The Second Ring Road, a new Second Ring Road—this could be a new opportunity, or it could be turmoil.

In the tides of history seven hundred years ago, some people got a share of the pie and gained great benefits, while others turned into withered bones.

One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand, but many self-satisfied people always feel that they are the ones who climbed up by stepping on corpses, not the corpses themselves.

The whole world was in an uproar because of this unusual day.

Then, Luo Kunlun took action.

Propelled by gravity and its own power, Lokunlun sped toward the Wizarding Continent at a speed of nearly one hundred kilometers per second.

"That newly designated Second Ring Road area has taken action!"

"The western part of the Wizarding Continent, is it targeting the Tower?"

"No, that's not it!"

...

The Wizarding Continent and the Volo Continent are very far apart, but for Lo Kunlun, who has already advanced to the second ring, these distances are nothing at all.

Soon, Luo Kunlun arrived above the headquarters of the Silver Blood.

Deep within the academy, Fran, Pauls, and others awaited news from Neptune.

Suddenly, the five people's expressions changed drastically at the same time, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

"This is—!" Pauls exclaimed in shock, his voice trembling.

Some people want to leave immediately.

Unfortunately, the next instant, Luo Kunlun appeared directly in front of them.

A defensive magic array? Too weak, it can be sliced ​​open with a flick of the wrist.

Then, Luo Kunlun made his move instantly, his immense telekinetic power pressing down on the five formal wizards.

Those wizards were instantly crushed, their bodies exploding, and the weaker ones even lost their spiritual bodies.

"Testing me?" The voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of the survivors clearly, its tone icy. "You're bolder than I thought."

"My lord, spare me! I was blind, it was a mistake..."

One of the survivors, who was also the strongest of the Silver Blood, was begging for mercy.

The Second Ring Road! This is actually the Second Ring Road!

If they had known the other party was from the Second Ring Road, they wouldn't have dared to test him or provoke him, even if they had ten times the courage.

Before he finished speaking, Luo Kunlun raised his hand and made a grasping motion, as if he were doing something.

The man froze abruptly, and the next moment, his entire spiritual body vanished.

Without any magical resistance or any trump card being played, a formal wizard simply vanished, or rather, perished.

This is the power of the Second Ring Road, and this is just the tip of the iceberg.

No matter how many rings there are, they cannot compete with the second ring.

The remaining four were terrified at the sight, but before they could react, Luo Kunlun glanced at them and took them all into his mental space, dismantling their mental bodies.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of leaving any survivors.

Anyone who dares to extend their reach into his territory must be prepared to pay the price.

After that, it was time to deal with the remaining enemies and collect the spoils.

Luo Kunlun's immense spiritual power, like an invisible net, quickly enveloped every corner of the Silver Blood headquarters.

Luo Kunlun merely glanced at those seemingly harmless, haggard-looking, and tattered figures before casually tossing them away.

Most of them were novice apprentices at the very bottom of the Silver Blood. They were neither good nor bad, but they struggled on the brink of life and death day after day, living like ants.

Luo Kunlun had no interest in these people and was too lazy to exterminate them.

As for the rest, they simply died.

"Spare us! We surrender! We are willing to submit!"

Terrified screams rose and fell.

Luo Kunlun did not deliberately conceal his spiritual power, so these people could clearly sense the terrifying pressure of the second-ring wizard. Their survival instinct made them beg for mercy at all costs.

"Submit?" Luo Kunlun sneered, his voice carrying mental power that pierced everyone's minds like an ice pick. "You are not worthy."

Luo Kunlun likes people, but he doesn't like newborns.

These people are steeped in greed and cruelty, and their very bones are etched with the nature of plunder and selfishness. Keeping them around will only create more trouble for yourself.

As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual energy that enveloped the earth suddenly tightened, transforming into countless sharp blades.

Those apprentices who were still crying and begging for mercy didn't even have time to utter a scream before they were cut up, following in the footsteps of Fran, Paul, and others.

After dealing with the remnants of Silver Blood, Luo Kunlun did not rush to plunder the treasure vault. Instead, he appeared in the outer airspace of Silver Blood Academy in a flash.

His actions had caused quite a stir, and it was impossible for those long-established overlords who had been entrenched in the Wizarding Continent to remain unresponsive.

Sure enough, the next moment, two figures appeared.

Both figures were dressed in ancient robes, surrounded by a faint aura of energy, making them look no different from real people, but Luo Kunlun saw through their true nature at a glance.

This is not the real body, but a magical clone created by a second-circle wizard after he infused his own will into magic.

Although it is not very powerful, it is perfect for negotiation.

"Your Excellency has only recently reached the second ring, yet you possess such skill; truly, the younger generation is to be feared." One of the clones, clad in a robe with flame patterns, spoke first, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger. "Alchemy City and Totem Mountains have come to offer their greetings."

"But how do you explain your actions?"

Luo Kunlun stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, his tone completely calm: "A formal wizard of the Silver Blood has dared to intrude on my territory and covet my possessions. He has offended me first and deserves to die."

The two magical clones exchanged a glance, a knowing look flashing in their eyes.

In the wizarding world, any first-ring wizard who dares to provoke a second-ring wizard, regardless of their purpose or whether it is intentional or unintentional, is committing suicide.

The destruction of the Silverblood was entirely their own fault; any second-circle wizard would probably not have shown mercy.

The avatar in the flame robe nodded slightly, his tone softening: "I see. Silver Blood has only himself to blame; you have no reason to take action."

He paused, then asked the crucial question: "May I ask how you are addressed?"

"Luo." Luo Kunlun said succinctly.

"Wizard Luo," the clone from the Totem Mountains interjected, his gaze fixed on Luo Kunlun, as if trying to discern something from his face, "I wonder what your plans are for the future?"

This was their real purpose: to investigate the background and ambitions of this newly promoted second-ring official.

Luo Kunlun raised his hand and pointed beyond the Wizarding Continent. "Naturally, we should develop overseas. There are quite a few continents and islands outside the Wizarding Continent. Integrating them will also be useful to me."

"Overseas..." the avatar in the flame robe repeated in a low voice, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

This answer clearly put the beings behind the two clones at ease.

The dominant forces on the Wizarding Continent have long since divided this land up, maintaining a delicate balance among themselves.

They are not afraid of the emergence of a new second ring, but they are afraid that this newly promoted second ring will try to gain a foothold in the Wizarding Continent.

But since Luo Kunlun's target is those wild and untamed lands overseas, there is no direct conflict of interest with them.

In this way, conflict is avoided.

That's a good thing.

Second-ring wizards are quite difficult to kill.

The most important thing in killing a formal wizard is to destroy their spiritual body.

However, the mental power of a second-ring wizard is solidified, and their spiritual body is difficult to destroy.

Note that this "solidification" does not simply refer to the three states of gas, liquid, and solid, but rather to a kind of "immortality".

For them, most conventional methods, such as cutting, twisting, heating, freezing, etc., have less than one percent effect when applied to their bodies.

Its destructive power is also quite strong; the aftershocks can destroy cities, split open the sea, and sink continents with ease.

In fact, if one wanted to, and without interference from other secondary entities, it wouldn't be difficult to wipe out the entire world and destroy the entire ecosystem.

Therefore, people within the Second Ring Road try to avoid taking action whenever possible, unless it involves interests that must be fought for. Otherwise, many things are decided through negotiation and competition among subordinates.

"The overseas world is vast and boundless, and there is indeed much to be done there." The other clone nodded, his tone becoming more polite. "If Wizard Luo needs any assistance or encounters any trouble, as long as you do not cross our bottom line, we can still provide some convenience."

This is both a gesture of goodwill and an attempt to win them over.

Even if a newly promoted member of the Second Ring Road has its roots overseas, it is still worth the olive branch extended by two dominant powers.

Luo Kunlun nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor refusing: "No problem."

He knew that these established powers' overtures were merely a matter of weighing their strengths.

If my strength today weren't at the second level, I probably wouldn't be greeted with a greeting, but rather strangled.

"In that case, we will not disturb you any longer."

As soon as the words were spoken, the two figures transformed into streaks of light and disappeared into the sky.

They did not linger, nor did they venture to explore the ruins of Silver Blood.

Luo Kunlun watched them leave, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

It was just polite talk.

Once he integrates overseas forces, fully perfects the electromagnetic force model, and advances to the middle or even upper level of the second ring, he will be able to defeat the world single-handedly!

That's his biggest goal right now; otherwise, how can he advance to the third ring?

Withdrawing his gaze, Luo Kunlun turned around and stepped into the Silver Blood Academy.

A surge of immense spiritual power erupted once more, this time carrying a plundering intent.

Silver Blood Academy has been operating for hundreds of years, and its foundation is far beyond that of small and medium-sized forces.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the collapsed ground automatically parted, revealing a deep passage below.

At the end of the passage lies a vast underground treasure trove.

Inside the treasure vault, mountains of magic stones gleamed with a soft glow.

There were also some rare materials and dozens of magical implements, each radiating a considerable energy.

The bookshelf in the corner was filled with yellowed witchcraft books, including some lost witchcraft theories and experimental records of silver blood.

This is the most important thing.

Luo Kunlun didn't stand on ceremony. With a thought, his spiritual power transformed into an invisible hand, sweeping away everything in the treasure vault and storing it all in his spatial equipment.

These resources should be enough for him to use for a while.

The destruction of the Silver Blood was not only a demonstration of his authority, but also a great gain for him.

After dealing with all of this, Luo Kunlun went up to the top.

Suddenly, a "ball" appeared in Luo Kunlun's hand.

The "sphere" is not a physical object, but a gravity sphere created by Lokunlun using a gravity model as its core. It is also known as a gravity bomb or a collapse sphere, and is a gravity weapon that compresses a massive amount of gravity into a controllable spherical shape that can be thrown.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a strange "humming" sound, as if everything was being squeezed.

The next moment, the mountain range where Silver Blood Academy was located suddenly caved inward, centered on the academy's core buildings.

The sturdy wizard tower, like fragile glass, shattered inch by inch under the immense pressure of gravity, without even a shred of resistance, and was crushed into dust by an invisible force.

As for the dungeons deep within the academy used to imprison experimental creatures and the treasure troves storing magical materials, they were reduced to nothingness in the collapse.

Within a radius of three hundred miles, a bottomless crater was instantly "smashed" into the earth. The ground cracked, and the once solemn and mysterious Silver Blood Academy headquarters was completely destroyed.

This was just a casual derivative spell that Luo Kunlun used on a whim.

Having accomplished all of this, he flickered and transformed into a streak of light, piercing the sky.

Ten thousand meters above the ground, the wind howled.

Luo Kunlun's figure, like a shooting star, sped away into the distance.

Behind them, the ruins of Silver Blood Academy gradually fell silent in the wind.