Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

No. 7 Wisteria Lane, three basement levels.

The silvery-white light of the isolation array had been extinguished, and the twenty-seven samples on the worktable were resealed.

But in the center of the laboratory, there was a large stone platform.

Two things were spread out on the stone platform.

On the left is the charred Abyss Notebook, its dark red stains gleaming eerily under the crystal lamp.

On the right is a manuscript made of Yuangu animal hide left by Edel's mother.

Dark gold threads weave intricate patterns on the leather surface, ancient, mysterious, and carrying the weight of time.

Ian stood before the stone platform, his fingertips hovering above the two volumes of documents.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the panel operated silently.

"Same source rule information detected... Initiating cross-comparison..."

"The Abyss Rune Database (Edmund's Notes) has finished loading..."

"Progress in analyzing the Yuangu language family: 41%... Accelerating..."

A pale blue light screen unfolded at the edge of the field of vision, with countless fine texts and data streams refreshing like a waterfall.

Ian closed his eyes.

The mental energy split into two streams, like the finest needles, simultaneously probing the stains on the notebook and the texture of the manuscript.

The left hand touches the abyss.

A torrent of frantic babbling rushed in, like countless ice needles piercing his consciousness!

"Merge...Morning Star...Eternity..."

The sounds were distorted, overlapping, and had a nauseatingly sweet quality.

Like maggots crawling all over rotten honey.

However, the purification barrier on the panel had already been deployed, and the power of the Order Stars flowed on the surface of the spiritual sea.

The babbling was kept out, leaving only the pure, structured information of rules.

His right hand touched Yuan Gu.

hum!

Two completely different sensations came from my fingertips.

What emanated from within the manuscript was not sound, but a kind of...vast silence.

Like standing under an endless starry sky, gazing up at the eternally rotating stars, ancient, desolate, carrying the lingering warmth of a civilization annihilated.

But in the depths of this silence, Ian detected a faint resonance.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the Seed of Stars trembled gently.

Silver light shimmered on the pale golden surface of the crystal.

It resonates clearly with the energy rhythm of the dark gold patterns on the manuscript!

"really……"

Ian opened his eyes, a glint of silver light flashing deep within his pupils.

The Yuangu race is related to the rules of the stars, and may even... share the same origin as the Star Spirit race.

The progress bar on the panel started jumping faster.

"Progress in analyzing the Yuangu language family: 52%...67%...83%..."

"Detected 'Phase Artifact' crafting blueprint... Reconstructing..."

"Core materials list generated..."

"Eternal Shadow Crystal (shards are also acceptable), purity requirement: 70% or higher."

"One high-purity void crystal."

"Twenty grams of astral silver sand."

"At least three phase stone fragments."

……

Each material is accompanied by detailed specifications and alternative solutions.

Like a meticulously prepared list of surgical instruments.

At the edge of the field of vision, a complex three-dimensional map slowly unfolds.

That was the prototype of a strange witchcraft tool.

The main body is forged from void crystals, and the surface is inlaid with an array of runes made of astral silver sand.

At its core, a dark silver crystal floats, its interior swirling with "nothingness" that devours all light.

"Phase-based magical artifact!"

Next to the diagram, dense annotations appeared.

Most of it is in the Yuangu script, but the panel is translating it in real time.

"...A phase artifact that can temporarily anchor itself in the gap between the void and reality..."

"...By utilizing the 'nothingness' of the eternal shadow, distorting spatial coordinates..."

"...It requires the power of stars to operate, otherwise it will cause spatial collapse..."

Countless streams of information from different branches flooded into his consciousness.

Phase channel enhancement: The connection between the body and the projection will be as stable as breathing.

Active phase traversal: Integrate into another dimension at any time, and all real-world attacks will miss.

Location limitation: Only those with an unparalleled familiarity with the stars can find their way back within the phases.

Physical strength requirement: The phase compression at the moment of return requires at least a level two body-refining wizard to withstand...

Ian closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, processing the flood of information, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the armrest.

The tapping echoed in the silent laboratory, the rhythm quickening until it suddenly stopped.

Unconsciously, fingertips tapped lightly on the stone platform, the rhythm quickening.

This is no ordinary spatial artifact.

This is a magical creation that can establish a "phase channel" between the virtual and the real!

If he could successfully refine it… he looked at Gaga on his shoulder.

"Hehe, do you remember the Eternal Shadow Crystal? Edel might have one."

Ian's voice was soft, with a certain allure.

"The Yuangu Clan manuscript mentions that the 'nothingness' rule contained in the Eternal Shadow Crystal can stimulate the deepest shackles in the bloodline of shadow creatures."

He paused, then looked at Gaga.

"The fragment you swallowed in the Protoss ruins was only the size of a fingernail."

"If this time it's a fist-sized piece of wreckage..."

The quack feathers popped open completely.

The little guy flapped its wings and flew off Ian's shoulder, spinning three times in the air.

Dark silver wings traced smooth arcs, creating subtle ripples in the air.

"Then what are we waiting for! Let's go get it now!"

It landed back on the edge of the stone platform, its little paws gripping the surface tightly.

"I've already left my information in Idel's arcane mark. Let's wait for her message; you'll get a copy too."

Ian pressed down on its restless little head.

And... there's something even more important to him.

He closed his eyes again, his consciousness sinking into the depths of his mind.

There, besides the crystallized core and the star seed, there is also a "thread" connecting to a distant otherworld.

Phase anchoring.

The projected form connected to the continent of Aran: Li Xing.

At this moment, a clear and intense fluctuation is emanating from this soul connection.

Ian "felt" the fluctuation.

A warm, intense roar, burning with the blood of stars.

One could even vaguely sense that the starry sky of the Aran Continent was resonating with the Seed of Stars.

He experienced the changes in another body through the [Phase Weaving Soul Technique].

Li Xing's spiritual sea is expanding, and his bloodline is undergoing its final transformation.

The information about the stars in witchcraft gradually condensed and took shape deep within the soul...

That was a sign that he was about to enter the True Form stage.

The True Form Rank in the continent of Aran is equivalent to a Level 3 Wizard in the wizarding world.

The projection reached this level before the main body...

"It could be a few days, or it could be a few months, but that 'sense of imminent danger'... is getting stronger and stronger."

Ian opened his eyes, his pupils reflecting the cold stone walls of the laboratory.

Deciphering the ancient manuscript, searching for the eternal shadow, breaking through the projection.

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"A phase-based magical artifact... if it can be successfully crafted..."

It can not only strengthen the connection with the projected world, but even... establish a more stable channel between the two worlds.

At that time, the insights gained from the projection breakthrough will be able to be fed back to the main body more completely.

"Equivalent to the experience and knowledge of a level three wizard..."

Ian took a deep breath, suppressing the surging thoughts in his mind.

We must take things one step at a time. For now, let's wait for news from Adele.

at dusk,

Edel arrived on time, carrying a heavy metal box.

The box was covered with isolation runes, but even so, Ian could still feel the...coldness emanating from inside.

"Found it."

Adele placed the metal box on the lab table and ran her fingertips across the lead seal.

The runes dimmed, and the box lid popped open.

In an instant, the light in the workshop distorted for a moment.

The halo cast by the crystal lamps showed a noticeable bend at the opening of the box.

It felt like being forcibly broken by an invisible hand.

The box was lined with dark blue velvet, and in the center lay a...thing.

It's hard to describe what it is.

It is about the size of an adult's fist, irregularly shaped, and covered with fine cracks on its surface.

The color is a pure dark silver, but that "darkness" is not the color of the pigment or the mineral itself.

Instead, the light is completely swallowed up the moment it touches its surface, creating an extremely awkward visual void.

Eternal Shadow Remains.

Ian stared at it for three seconds, and data popped up on the panel at the edge of his field of vision.

"Residual matter from the dark side of the universe has been detected..."

Purity: 74.3%

Weight: 2100 grams

"Rule Characteristics: Void, Devour, Shadow Affinity"

"Warning: Direct contact may lead to mental confusion..."

The data is very detailed.

But Ian's attention was drawn to the cracks on the surface of the wreckage.

Deep within the cracks flowed an extremely faint, dark color that seemed capable of swallowing light.

The cross-section is jagged, as if it had been forcibly torn apart by some enormous force.

This reminded him of the piece of condensed void crystal he had seen at the ship's bow trade fair.

The same tear marks, the same ancient aura.

"The origin of this wreckage..." Ian looked up.

"The records in the family's secret vault show that it dates back more than three thousand years."

Adele's voice was calm, as if she were recounting a piece of history that had nothing to do with her.

"The spoils left behind by a Morningstar wizard ancestor after slaying a Shadow Eater in a void rift."

She paused, then added.

"That ancestor... was a direct descendant of my branch."

Ian nodded, not asking any further questions, his finger hovering above the wreckage, but not touching it.

Mental energy, like the finest thread, slowly probes out and seeps into the surface cracks.

There were no crazy ramblings, no clashes with the rules.

Only... absolute "emptiness".

The mental tendrils touched the wreckage like water dripping into the desert.

It was swallowed up silently, without leaving a trace, without even the feeling of being "swallowed up".

It's as if that part of spiritual power never existed.

Ian immediately severed the connection, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"It's dangerous," he whispered.

"I know."

Edel took another parchment from her bosom and handed it to her.

"These are the borrowing records from the secret vault. Over the past three hundred years, seven wizards have applied to study this remnant."

Unsurprisingly, they all failed.

Gaga perched on Ian's shoulder, its silver-gray pupils fixed on the wreckage.

The little guy's feathers ruffled slightly, and there was no fear in his eyes.

There was only one almost instinctive...desire.

Like a wild beast that has been starving for three days smelling blood.

"What are you going to do with it?" Adele asked.

"Craft a support-type magical tool."

"Witchcraft tools..." Edel repeated the word, a hint of understanding flashing in her eyes.

"No wonder you need Void Crystals and Astral Silver Sand."

She walked to the window and looked out at the street that was gradually darkening.

"These materials are all in stock in the secret vault; I can retrieve them."

"But are you sure you can control the refining process?"

"I'm not sure," Ian said honestly.

"But there's an isolation and purification magic array here, so there's no danger. We can give it a try."

Adele paused for a moment, then asked, "Is there anything you need me to do?"

"Just provide sufficient materials and ensure you are not disturbed."

Edel turned around, the deep purple sleeves of her robe shimmering in the lamplight.

"Okay." Her voice was very soft.

Ian glanced at her but didn't say anything.

He refocused his attention on the metal box, his fingertips hovering over the wreckage once more.

This time, he did not probe directly.

Instead, it operates the "Starry Sky Ritual" to mobilize the power of the orderly stars.

Pale golden energy condensed in the palm of the hand, transforming into fine starlight patterns.

Then, gently press it onto the surface of the wreckage.

laugh!

A faint sound, like cold water dripping into hot oil.

The moment the starlight touched the dark silver, the cracks on the surface of the wreckage suddenly lit up!

This is a visual distortion forcibly manifested in the process of "devouring," like countless tiny mouths frantically gnawing at the energy of order.

But Ian did not back down, maintaining his energy output, with the panel in his mental sea running at full speed.

"Rules conflict log in progress..."

"Analysis of the characteristics of nothingness..."

"Shadow Affinity Calculation..."

The data stream was refreshing rapidly at the edge of the field of vision.

At the same time, he separated a wisp of consciousness and sank it into the depths of his spiritual sea.

The phase anchor connecting the continent of Aran was now fluctuating even more violently.

Li Xing's breakthrough... is getting closer and closer.

Ancient knowledge, shadow remnants, projection breakthrough.

He withdrew his hand, a slight burning sensation remaining in his palm—a remnant of order being swallowed by nothingness.

"Begin refining in three days," he told Adele.

"I need an almost absolutely quiet environment for these three days."

Adele nodded and turned to walk towards the door.

As she reached the door, she stopped and looked back.

Ian lowered his head again, his fingertips slowly moving across the Abyssal beast skin.

His profile appeared focused and serene under the crystal light.

The grizzly creature on its shoulder curled up into a ball, its silver-gray pupils reflecting the dark silver wreckage.

A man and a crow, each absorbed in their own world.

Adele gently closed the door.

The footsteps faded into the distance and eventually disappeared.

In the basement, only the soft scratching of a quill pen across parchment could be heard.

And outside the window, in the endless depths of night.

The resonance emanating from that star about to break through is becoming increasingly clear.