Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Deep within the miasma forest, inside the black tower of the Dark Side base, the air is filled with a strange aura, a faint smell of blood intertwined with energy fluctuations.

Dozens of culture tanks were neatly arranged, the pale green nutrient solution inside shimmering in the light. Only the one in the very center was enveloped by countless intricate arrays of runes, its light so dazzling it was almost blinding.

The tower was completely silent, save for the low hum of the runes as they circulated and the subtle sound of the nutrient solution churning.

Ifa stood with his hands behind his back in front of the culture tank, his black robe motionless, his gaze fixed intently on the figure gradually taking shape in the tank.

The shadow stood beside him, its aura extremely low, even its breathing deliberately light, for fear of disturbing this long and arduous alchemy ceremony.

For three months, the Dark Division has spared no effort. Top technicians have worked tirelessly, peeling away and refining the winged serpent's primordial essence and soul imprint layer by layer.

Using the pure soul light of over three thousand people as a catalyst, and adding dozens of rare substances, the doll's body was polished to perfection.

At this moment, the person in the trough—no, it should be called a "snake"—had already taken shape.

Its body is long and slender, covered with a layer of ice-blue scales and a pair of wings. Each scale is engraved with patterns that are identical to those on the winged serpent itself, resembling tides, and the patterns exude an ancient and wild aura.

His vertical pupils were long and narrow, and his gaze was icy. Even when he was immersed in nutrient solution, he still exuded an aura of dominance over all living beings.

More importantly, the soul fluctuations emanating from its body bear a striking resemblance to those of the winged serpent sealed in the dark abyss.

hum-

Just then, the rune array outside the cultivation tank suddenly lit up, and the light climbed up the tank wall and flowed into the doll's body like water.

The doll's scales trembled violently, and its previously dormant body began to breathe on its own, with even the sound of blood flowing clearly audible.

Immediately afterwards, a special energy emanated from between the doll's eyebrows; it was a power that represented decay and death.

This brand is the key to allowing the double to deceive everyone.

ka ka ka-

The light of the rune array reached its peak, the glass cover of the incubation tank slowly rose, and the pale green nutrient solution flowed slowly down the grooves on the tank wall, revealing the complete form of the doll.

It hovered in mid-air, its body slightly curled up, the patterns on its scales shimmering, faintly showing signs of life.

"It's done."

Ifa spoke slowly, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of excitement. He raised his hand and waved, a beam of starlight landing on the doll's brow. The doll's vertical pupils snapped open, devoid of any spirit, only a deathly coldness.

It has the form, the aura, and the soul fluctuations of a winged serpent, but it lacks its own consciousness.

This is a near-perfect mirror image.

"My lord," the shadow's voice said respectfully, "the puppet has perfectly mimicked all the characteristics of the winged serpent, and the program for its life decay has been embedded. Simply send it into the dark abyss to resonate with the winged serpent's true form, and the seal will automatically target the puppet."

Ifa nodded slightly, her fingertips lightly tracing the doll's cold scales. The texture was hard and rough, indistinguishable from a real Tideborn Dragonborn.

"Very good." A glint flashed in his eyes. "You all immediately gather all resources, quietly inform the alliance, and get ready."

"From this day forward, the world will become my stage. Of course, I will not keep this glory to myself."

"Shadow understands." At this moment, even the usually expressionless Shadow's voice carried a hint of excitement.

The whole world will be their stage, where they will dominate.

How many resources would that require? How many benefits?

We've been risking our lives for our lord, haven't we? All for this day.

Afterwards, the shadow bowed and retreated, its figure quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Ifa stood alone in the tower, looking at the dolls floating in mid-air, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Finally, finally it's possible.

Absorbing stellar energy, advancing to higher realms, even breaking the shackles of the world and stepping into the heavens...

First, he needs to get rid of those old fogies and integrate all the existing resources and knowledge in the world.

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At the very bottom of the dark abyss, all is deathly silent.

The winged serpent's massive body remained tightly bound by dozens of energy chains, the other ends of which were embedded in the abyss's rocky walls, their runes flashing and emanating a chilling aura.

The countless years of stagnation had filled this space with an intense sense of despair, as if even the light itself was being swallowed up. Only the occasional clanging of the swaying chains proved that this place was not utterly nothingness.

To combat this deathly silence and prevent itself from going mad one day, the winged snake often enters a state of hibernation.

While maintaining a good mental state, reduce physical exertion to minimize the loss of life.

But the winged serpent does not have eternal life. If this continues, it will perish in at most two thousand years.

Suddenly, a subtle ripple came from above the abyss.

The fluctuation was very slight, yet it carried an aura that the winged serpent was extremely familiar with—the scent of its essence and soul imprint.

The winged serpent slowly opened its vertical pupils, and a sharp glint suddenly flashed in its turbid eyes.

It could sense that an aura exactly like its own was slowly taking shape outside the abyss. The aura grew stronger and stronger, from ethereal to real, and finally matched its soul fluctuations perfectly, without the slightest difference.

"They've arrived." The winged serpent's voice was deep and hoarse, carrying a hint of excitement that had been suppressed for countless years.

A moment later, a body that was exactly the same as it, but much smaller, appeared.

The energy chains on the abyss wall suddenly trembled violently, the light of the runes flickered, and the chains that had been tightly binding the winged serpent's body began to loosen slowly.

An invisible force is pulling the anchor point of the chain toward that "mirror image".

This is the substitute doll at work.

The doll perfectly simulated the winged serpent's aura and soul fluctuations; on the level of rules, it had already become the winged serpent.

And the seal that suppresses the winged serpent will be activated and actively seek out the puppet.

This seal locks both the physical body and the soul; it is powerful, but it operates solely based on a pre-programmed sequence.

It's not difficult to fool it.

The runes on the chains grew dimmer and dimmer until they went out completely.

The soul escapes the body first, then...

click-

A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out as the energy chains that had bound the winged serpent for countless years broke apart inch by inch, like rotten wood.

Freed from the chains, the winged serpent's massive body shuddered violently.

Like a dormant volcano suddenly erupting, a powerful bloodline pressure spread from its body, causing the seawater in the abyss to boil instantly.

The winged serpent shook its head, its long body moving nimbly in the seawater. Years of imprisonment had somewhat diminished its strength.

But it is a bloodline creature of the middle level of the second ring, even if it is a weak middle level of the second ring.

It opened its enormous mouth and let out a deafening roar that pierced through layers of seawater and reached the edge of the abyss.

This is the roar of breaking free from the cage, the declaration of returning to the world!

Its scales shimmered with a cold luster in the darkness, each scale etched with ancient tidal patterns.

The patterns lit up, forming a massive energy vortex around it. As the vortex spun, it crushed and devoured any creatures it encountered on its upward trajectory, turning them into nourishment for its regeneration.

After an unknown amount of time, a blinding light pierced through the seawater and shone on the winged serpent.

That was sunlight.

After many years, it has finally seen the sunlight again.

The winged serpent burst from the sea, its massive body leaping dozens of meters above the water, sending sprays of water flying everywhere. Sunlight shone on its scales, refracting them into a dazzling display.

It floats in mid-air, overlooking the vast ocean below. The sea breeze caresses its body, carrying a sense of freedom.

"How does it feel to be free again?"

In the distance, Ifa, suspended on the sea, asked with a smile.

"Quite good."

"However, your roar just now probably caught Gamani's attention."

"Haha, I'm so excited, I couldn't hold back."

"However, it's just a mere second-ring lower-level sea beast. If it weren't in this era, how would it dare to call itself the Lord of the Abyss Sea?"

Both being of the Tidal Bloodline, the Winged Serpent, with its higher bloodline level and greater strength, would absolutely crush it.

"Next, we should head to the location of the sun, moon, and stars in the sky."

Upon hearing this, the winged serpent first shrank, and then its entire body became almost transparent.

According to the original plan, it was a surprise attack.

As Ifa watched the winged serpent transform into an almost transparent beam of light, silently merging into the starlight surrounding him, the smile on his lips deepened.

"That saved me a lot of trouble." He murmured, and the starlight around him suddenly surged, transforming into a dazzling stream of light that shot straight into the sky.

The ocean beneath their feet shrank rapidly, and the outline of the southern landmass gradually blurred in their vision. The air howled past their ears, easily tearing through the clouds. As they climbed higher, the air grew thinner, yet the energy between heaven and earth became increasingly violent…

on earth.

From the most secure main tower of the Elemental Tower, a hunched old man dressed in a linen robe emerged.

"Tower Master, did you succeed?"

The leaders of various factions in the tower who had rushed over looked at the old man with tense expressions.

"No, we still haven't found the way to the Astral Plane in the virtual world."

In the wizarding world, there is never a lack of exploration of worlds beyond the original world.

The Wizarding Continent has multiple spatial passages leading to other worlds.

However, those worlds only "bumped into" the wizarding world by chance during their operation, and part of them "overlapped" with the wizarding world, thus creating a spatial channel.

Therefore, the quality of the world is difficult to guarantee.

Most of these are worlds without magic, or even wild and untamed, which are difficult to develop and yield low returns. So the wizards simply ignore them and wait for them to leave on their own after a while.

This is why all those who descend from the heavens are at the third ring; only those at the third ring can travel between worlds and even bring their own servants.

Although the second ring also has the ability to survive outside the world, the time is extremely short, and only the top second ring members have this qualification.

The distance between worlds is extremely far, and there is an ironclad law in the heavens.

That is, objects with mass cannot reach the speed of light.

This is undoubtedly a desperate constraint on the vast distances between worlds, which are measured in tens of millions, hundreds of millions, billions, billions, and even billions of miles.

Fortunately, there is another place beyond the material world.

That might be a spiritual dimension, a strange place that the Descendants call the illusory world or the subspace.

It coexists with regular spacetime, but its fundamental laws are different.

Two worlds that are light-years apart in the material world may be only a few kilometers apart there.

But the place is also extremely dangerous. Waves of "energy" and storms are everywhere, along with the possibility of terrifying creatures.

Life also exists in the illusory space. Unlike life in the material world, they are conscious beings, just like the spiritual bodies of wizards.

The difference is that they can freely prey on and devour other consciousnesses without any side effects, and will not fall into chaos or madness.

Legend has it that the origin of wizards is inextricably linked to that magical place.

Wizards with spiritual bodies are qualified to enter that place through special means, but it is not safe and they can easily die.

Skylar Hedge, the Lord of the Tower, had this method, but with some modifications to make it safer.

Just like a wizard uses magic to shape a form and then adds a bit of consciousness to create a magical clone, Skylar's method is similar, only the way he constructs a magical clone is more advanced.

In this way, a wide net is cast in subspace.

Although most of the avatars cannot return, as long as one can return, the coordinates of the other world and some basic information can be obtained.

High risk, but also high reward.

What kind of knowledge can a strong world bring?

What if we could find the Astral Plane, which is called the Extraordinary Heaven in The Wizarding History?

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"However, although this world's energy level is not high, some of the knowledge it possesses is still useful to me."

"Once I replenish my lost strength and mental energy, I will digest and apply that knowledge. If nothing unexpected happens, breaking through to the middle of the second ring is a certainty."

As he spoke, a glint of light flashed in Skiel's eyes.

After so many years of being promoted to the second ring road, I can finally take another step forward.

In terms of rank, I am the absolute leader in the present world.

This breakthrough, once the gap widens, will allow us to target those old rivals, seize resources, and even...

Just then, someone exclaimed in surprise, "Look, what's that?!"

The voice was filled with barely suppressed surprise, and everyone instinctively looked up.

In the distant sky, a dazzling starlight pierced through the clouds, trailing a long tail of light, like a shooting star, soaring straight to the top of the clouds.

"Such a powerful energy fluctuation! This intensity definitely matches your level two, just like the Tower Master!"

"It's heading towards the Southern Continent! That streak of light is rushing upwards from the Southern Continent!"

"The Lord of the Southern Continent! It's the Lord of the Southern Continent!"

The Lord of the Southern Continent, that mysterious and unpredictable second-ring powerhouse, who has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years, is now charging towards the False Heaven in such an earth-shattering manner.

"What is he trying to do?! In the sky above, where the sun, moon, and stars reside, does he want to... absorb the power of the stars?!" Skylar's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Absorbing the power of the stars is a beautiful dream that every wizard has ever fantasized about, but it is also the deepest nightmare.

The energy of that false heaven was too violent, but compared to the violent energy, the human heart was more terrifying.

Throughout history, countless top wizards have perished in it, and no one has ever succeeded.

"Oh no! If he really succeeds in absorbing the power of the stars, how can I maintain my advantage!"

Thinking of this, Skylar roared, "Quick, quick, get the magic stones so I can replenish my supplies as soon as possible!"

"We must stop him, otherwise, once he gains power surpassing mine through the power of the stars, no one can guarantee he won't make a move!"

Panic spread like a plague.

It is perfectly normal for the strong to kill the weak.

In this era, the reason why the forces with second-circle wizards can coexist peacefully is because no one can do anything to the other.

Once someone achieves a breakthrough and gains greater power, then conflict will inevitably follow.

Further afield, alarms blared in succession within the wizard towers of various factions.

Anyone who isn't blind can naturally detect the anomalies in the sun, moon, and stars.

The Bloodline Council is currently in a slumber as the second-circle warlock, Y'ken.

The Alchemist City Lord is adjusting the body of the alchemy golem.

Within the Totem Mountains, the Beast King attempts to fuse his battle form with the totem.

The ruler of three seas...

Whether they sensed it themselves or received reports from their subordinates, they took action at that moment.

"That Ifa, how dare he! Isn't he afraid of being torn apart by the power of the stars?!"

"Pass on my order: prepare for war immediately! The Lord of the Southern Lands is making himself a target of everyone's wrath with this move."

In an instant, the entire wizarding world was thrown into turmoil by this beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

Above the heavens, Ifa was completely unaware of this and utterly indifferent.

His gaze was fixed on the dazzling sea of ​​starlight energy in the sky, and the starlight around him became even more dazzling.

At that moment, the winged serpent beside it also let out an excited low growl.

What kind of power is this?

This energy entity is part of how the world works...

At the edge of the false heaven, the energy radiation of the sun, moon, and stars intertwines and collides.

Any normal wizard who gets close will definitely be injured.

Even a second-circle wizard will be worn down if they stay in this sea of ​​star energy for too long.

But Ifa is different.

The starlight power within him shared the same origin as the energy of the False Heaven, and the power of the winged serpent formed a protective shield around him, completely isolating him from those violent alien energies.

A streak of light broke through the last layer of clouds, and the view before us suddenly opened up.

Without the obstruction of the atmosphere, the light of the sun, moon, and stars became incredibly intense.

The high-hanging sun is not a physical entity, but a mass of energy that condenses light and heat, with golden flames surging on its surface. With each pulsation, it emits a high temperature that is enough to incinerate everything.

The surrounding stars are the same, some blue, some purple, some bright, some dark, each emitting energy fluctuations of different attributes, attracting each other to form a magnificent yet dangerous sea of ​​energy.

This is the place with the purest energy in the wizarding world, and the source of power that Ifa has always dreamed of.

"Just as I expected." Ifa hovered in the void, feeling the immense energy around him, his eyes filled with fervor. "This stellar energy is far more concentrated than I imagined."

The winged serpent that had merged into his body also let out a low growl at this moment, clearly shocked by this sea of ​​energy.

If it can utilize the energy of this false heaven, it would be an excellent tonic for its current weakened state.

"Don't rush. Let me set up a plan first, otherwise absorbing this energy is tantamount to suicide."

He raised his hand and waved, and dozens of specially made witchcraft tools flew out, quickly spreading out to form an array that covered a hundred meters around them.

The runes flowed, slowly drawing the raging stellar energy around them towards the center of the formation.

The energy drawn by the magic array transformed into softer beams of light.

And Ifa's body also transformed into a body of star energy.

"You actually transformed yourself into an energy being?"

The winged serpent's voice was filled with shock, and the almost transparent light and shadow trembled slightly, clearly shaken by his method.

"Otherwise what? Do you think a body of flesh and blood can withstand the erosion of stellar energy?" Ifa chuckled, the starlight around her becoming even more dazzling. Her original physical body completely dissipated, transforming into a mass of energy composed of pure starlight.

His silhouette appeared and disappeared in the energy flow, and every ray of starlight was spinning at high speed.

"The physical body has its limits, and the size may vary."

Before the words were finished, the pillar of light drawn by the array had already fallen, and the gentle yet powerful energy surged into Ifa's energy body like a tide.

Those violent alien energies, after being filtered by the array, became docile. In addition, since Ifa was already a ball of star energy, it was like one drop of water merging into another.

Ifa sighed with pleasure, feeling the power expanding within her body.

"You're really willing to give up even your physical form."

"It's simply a matter of sacrificing the small for the big," Ifa said with a hint of leisure. "Besides, wizards don't care about mere physical form."

He abruptly changed the subject, flicking a beam of starlight from his fingertip that disappeared into the winged serpent's light and shadow.

"Take these starlight for now. Those old geezers will definitely come up later, and their forces will definitely start a war with the Southern Continent."

"Then it will be your turn to step up your game."

Seeing this, the winged serpent swallowed the ball of star energy without hesitation.

This is the other side's home turf, and we've sworn a blood oath; we're now in the same boat.

The stellar energy outside the formation continued to surge in, golden sunlight, blue star power, purple dark energy... all kinds of energy intertwined within the formation, transforming into a magnificent river of light that continuously flowed into his body.

"Next, we just have to wait for those old fogies." Ifa sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, feeling the pure energy flowing into his body, a cold smile curving his lips.

He could feel his strength slowly increasing as energy was injected and absorbed.

Meanwhile, the winged serpent, hidden to the side, was quietly absorbing the dissipated energy, and the power of its bloodline was rapidly recovering.

"Ifa, the energy of the stars belongs to the entire world! How dare you monopolize it all!"

"Tell me your method, or I'll make you understand the truth that two fists can't beat four hands."

Before long, several roars were heard.

Someone has already arrived.

"One, two, three... seven in total. I was right. You three sea beasts originated from bloodline sorcerers."

"Hmm? There's still one missing? Oh well, I'm planning to eliminate all wizarding forces outside of my own Southern Continent anyway."