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Countless years ago, Esok was just an ordinary little world, located on the edge of the wizarding world community.

This place is resource-poor, devoid of any extraordinary power, and utterly insignificant.

Until one day, a meteor flew in from outer space and merged into the world of Essoc. This meteor was a fragment of the universe's subconscious.

From then on, the world of Exoc began to grow rapidly, and surprisingly, the wizarding civilization that was right next door did not notice at all.

Countless years have passed, and Esok has long since grown into a middle world, with its world will and intelligence greatly enhanced.

He discovered that he had the ability to peer into other worlds across the vast void, without the other worlds and beings being aware of it.

Gradually, He discovered that the world of Esok was in a peculiar position that no one had noticed. He began to observe the rise and fall of civilizations in the surrounding smaller worlds and gradually learned to guide the development of civilization in his own world.

Three thousand years ago, He happened to encounter a demon king of the abyss named Bal Behemoth in the void and, out of curiosity, attempted to communicate with him.

Baal, the Demon King, invaded the world of Exoc through his spiritual connection.

The World Will then realized something was wrong and tried its best to seal Baal in the Heart of the World, but it was also severely injured and fell into a deep sleep.

While dormant, fragments of the cosmic subconscious began to disintegrate, scattering across the world and being acquired by some Esokians, thus giving birth to the Awakeners.

About a year ago, the Wanderer discovered this world, which had been severely damaged by the Abyss Demon King, in the Void Mother Nest on the outskirts of the community, and began to invade and devour it.

Just now, a terrifying will suddenly revived and then died out; Baal suddenly ran away, leaving even the world's will bewildered.

After digesting the information transmitted by the world's will, Ian's heart was filled with turbulent emotions.

This seemingly weak world will, which was even nearly devoured by the Abyss Demon King, still maintained its foundation and status at the sixth level.

According to the world levels categorized on the panel, the lower limit of the will of the intermediate world is level five, and the upper limit can reach level six, the Bright Sun.

Even though the world's will in Esok has suffered a severe blow, it still firmly holds the top position.

The vast and boundless fluctuations of that will, even just a slight leak of its aura, made Ian's consciousness feel incredibly heavy.

If the other party is in its complete state and carries even a trace of hostility, he would probably have a hard time even entering the Heart of the World.

"To suppress an existence of this level..." Ian quickly assessed in his mind.

"In the wizarding world, at least a level 5 Moon Wizard is needed to control a fully-fledged Wizard Tower."

"Or, we could directly request the help of a Sunburst Wizard."

But neither of them is something he can do immediately.

He originally thought that a world's will, ravaged by the Zerg and invaded by the Abyss, must be extremely weak, and perhaps he could have a chance to control it.

In retrospect, my previous plans were somewhat naive.

A glint flashed in Ian's eyes as he quickly adjusted his mindset and goals.

Since it's unrealistic to control it ourselves, it's perfectly feasible to incorporate Exok into the wizarding civilization system, and this aligns with the Wizarding Alliance's consistent expansion strategy.

This world is too special; it must not be allowed to develop arbitrarily.

Over the long years, the world of Exoc has grown into a blind spot in the universe, an invisible world that even the nearby wizarding civilization has never noticed.

This strategic value is immeasurable for a wizarding civilization whose core purpose is exploration and conquest.

Ian suppressed his inner turmoil and began to speak slowly.

He first described the true location of the world of Exoc in the Void, on the edge of a community called the Wizarding World.

The wizard civilization is a powerful civilization that holds an absolute dominant position even in the boundless void.

The text then goes on to describe in detail the territories and world communities controlled by the wizarding civilization.

At the core of every world community, there must be a great world capable of supporting the birth of a seventh-level true spirit.

This core world acts like a lighthouse in a community, illuminating and governing hundreds, or even thousands, of smaller worlds around it.

Together they constitute a stable, prosperous world cluster with converging rules.

The wizard civilization controls dozens of such large world clusters!

This is a super civilization that spans endless void, with an unimaginably vast territory, a mature and complete system of rules, and countless powerful beings.

The core world of the community where the world of Exoc is located is the wizarding world from which Ian came from.

Ian then recounted the glorious history of the wizarding civilization, how their wizard towers traversed the void, how their war fortresses suppressed rebellious worlds, and how they anchored new worlds one after another with their vast and comprehensive knowledge system.

He also recounted the enemies of the wizarding civilization.

First, there is the Abyss Civilization, a chaotic faction whose essence is to pollute, devour, and assimilate everything.

They roam the depths of the void, like a malignant tumor in the universe, causing worlds to wither and civilizations to collapse wherever they go.

The Abyss Civilization is the Wizarding World's primary adversary; the two are true mortal enemies.

The Bal Behemoth that Essoc encountered was merely a minor demon-level being.

Secondly, there is the Void Zerg civilization, a predatory race whose core values ​​are biological evolution and endless reproduction.

They fought several major battles with the wizard civilization, affecting several large world clusters, all of which ended in a great victory for the wizard civilization.

There are also those adversaries who only made a fleeting appearance in historical records, such as the Nightmare World, the Shadow World, and the Mechanical Civilization... all of whom have had fierce clashes with the Wizarding Civilization.

Finally, Ian emphasized the nature of the Wizarding Alliance.

This is not an exclusive, single-race civilization, but a vast alliance led by wizards and embracing diverse cultures.

Within the alliance, countless alien civilizations have joined, including elves, dragons, dwarves, elemental beings, and even some strangely shaped void creatures.

As long as you abide by the Alliance's basic rules, acknowledge the wizards' leadership, and contribute your strength, you can gain the Alliance's protection and opportunities for development.

Their civilization will continue, their strong will be able to acquire resources and knowledge within the alliance, and some powerful members of other races may even rise to high positions.

"The Wizarding Alliance protects order, knowledge, and the controllable development of civilization."

Ian's thoughts flowed like a gentle stream into the perception of the world's will.

"The chaotic abyss will devour everything, and the mad Zerg will destroy everything."

"And a wizard must understand everything, control everything, and ensure that everything plays its greatest role within the framework of order."

"The location of the world of Exoc is now exposed. The Abyss Lord has been here, the Void Mother has been here. If they can come once, they can come a second time."

"Next time, it won't just be an Abyss Demon King or a Level 5 Mother Nest."

"You need a powerful backer, one who can intimidate the Abyss and the Zerg, and provide you with an environment for recovery and growth."

"And the Wizard Alliance is your best, and only, choice."

After Ian finished conveying all the information, he said no more. His consciousness floated quietly above the Sea of ​​Origin, waiting for the world's will to respond.

The silvery-white mist fell into a long silence, while a golden light at its core flickered intensely.

He was digesting this massive amount of information that overturned his understanding, and was engaging in unprecedented intense thinking.

Ian felt as if invisible gazes were piercing through the barriers of the world and projecting into the depths of the void.

The world's will is "seeing" for itself, using its unique perception derived from fragments of the universe's subconscious to verify the truth of Ian's words.

He suddenly discovered that in the distant void, there were actually clusters of worlds with dazzling nebulae, and a great world beacon radiating vast fluctuations.

They also saw the deeper reaches of the void, the abyssal aura radiating endless malice, and the swarms of insects that, like locusts, devoured everything...

He awoke with a start, realizing that the subconscious mind of the universe was not only blinding others, but also himself!

He would subconsciously ignore the giant who was always beside him, without even realizing it.

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After a long time, the silvery-white mist stopped flowing, and the golden light became soft.

A peaceful ripple of thought gently swept through Ian's consciousness.

"My...my name is Mordred."

This was the first time the World Will had told Ian its name, a name it had chosen for itself during long, lonely years.

"I accept your offer, Exoc, and am willing to join the Wizarding Alliance."

"But I need a formal contract, clear terms, and a promise of protection from the alliance."

The world's will gives itself a name? What kind of operation is this?

Ian suppressed a slight unease in his heart and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had finally taken the most difficult and uncontrollable step.

"The contract and terms will be formally discussed and drafted with you by the executive wizard of the Wizarding Alliance."

Ian responded telepathically, "As a Level 4 Morning Star Wizard, I can make an initial commitment on behalf of the Alliance."

"As long as the world of Exoc officially joins the Alliance, the Alliance will not pursue any past transgressions as long as they are not repeated."

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"The Alliance will provide protection and assist you in clearing away the remaining abyssal pollution and restoring life to the world."

"At the same time, the unique talents of the Exok people will be protected and rationally developed within the framework of the alliance."

"In exchange, the world of Exoc needs to grant the Alliance some access, provide certain resources, and respond to the Alliance's call when necessary."

This is a very fair basic framework.

Mordred, the World Will, remained silent for a moment, then a faint golden light flickered, conveying a wave of approval.

"Can."

With the overall situation settled, the rest unfolded naturally.

Ian's consciousness returned to his physical body and left the Heart of the World portal with Ysera.

He wasted no time and gave Ysera her first order.

"The location will be on the edge of the ice field, near the Zerg camp in Kerrigan."

Although Ysera was confused, she dared not disobey in the slightest and immediately relayed the order through the unique communication method of the Summoner.

three days later.

On the edge of the ice field, outside the massive Zerg camp in Kerrigan, there was a cleared area that had been temporarily cleared.

Dozens of figures arrived one after another from all directions.

They vary in appearance; some retain a complete human form, while others have undergone varying degrees of physical mutation, growing whiskers, carapaces, or extra eyes.

Without exception, they all exuded powerful yet obscure psionic energy fluctuations. The weakest among them was at the early stage of level four, while the strongest were comparable to Ysera, reaching the peak of level four.

They are the remaining elites of the world of Esok, the core force of the Council of Summoners.

Including Ysera, there are only fifty-four people.

Compared to its heyday, with seven elders and hundreds of fourth-level summoners, it has dwindled to almost half its former size.

When these summoners saw the eerily quiet and massive insectoid camp not far away, and the clearly tamed queen insect in the center of the camp, everyone's expression changed.

Horror, fear, disbelief... a mix of emotions swirled in their eyes.

When Ian appeared before them with a cold expression, the oppressive aura emanating from the depths of their souls almost suffocated them.

They had already heard about the terror of this otherworldly being from Ysera, but experiencing it firsthand made their souls tremble even more.

Ian didn't waste any words, his gaze as cold as a knife as he slowly swept over the fifty-three Summoners.

His mental power had long since merged with the rules of the dream, silently enveloping the entire area.

At the same time, the temporary access he gained from Mordred, the will of the world, allowed him to perceive more clearly the "colors" deep within the souls of these Summoners.

"The talents of the Summoners originate from the fragments of the world's collapsing will. This was originally a gift from the world, a power that allows you to find a way out of crisis."

"But what have you done with it? Wandering through the void, bewitching living beings, sacrificing souls, devouring civilizations..."

"You have made plunder and destruction the only laws of survival."

His gaze fell on several of the most sinister-looking Summoners, whose souls were filled with the most resentment and bloodlust.

"You, Nagor, orchestrated the sacrifice to the Emerald Garden mini-world three hundred years ago, devouring the souls of millions of intelligent beings in that world."

"You, Serex, have guided the destruction of four nascent worlds that were on the verge of giving birth to primitive civilizations over the past five hundred years."

"You, Veranika, specialize in corrupting and devouring worlds that possess art and beautiful emotions, taking pleasure in savoring the 'beauty of decadence'..."

With each name Ian called out and each crime he recounted, the face of the summoner who was named turned paler by a degree.

They couldn't understand how this outsider knew so much!

It was as if a pair of eyes had been watching their long and sinful lives.

"These are merely the tip of the iceberg of your sins."

Ian's eyes grew even colder. "According to the laws of the Wizarding Alliance, you deserve to die for wantonly slaughtering the intelligent beings of the Alliance community."

Before the called-out Realm Summoners could react, Ian clenched his fist, and a golden-red sun and a blood-red crescent moon flashed across the sky.

The dozen or so summoners who were named didn't even let out a scream.

From skin to bones, from flesh to soul, the body was instantly vaporized and annihilated under the crushing force of these dual rules!

Only a few wisps of smoke and fragments of their subconscious cosmic consciousness, separated from their mental seas, remained where they stood.

Ian raised his hand and the fragment flew into his palm; the whole process was completed in the blink of an eye.

By the time the other summoners recovered from their shock, their companions had completely vanished from the world.

A deathly silence enveloped the empty space.

The remaining summoners froze, their robes instantly soaked with cold sweat.

The way they looked at Ian was filled with the deepest fear, the instinctive despair of ants facing natural disaster.

Ian ignored their fear and looked down at the fragments in his palm.

When mental energy is probed in, the panel vibrates.

[Progress of the Multiverse Projection Descent Technique: ...83%...85%...88%...]

Not enough, his gaze swept over the remaining crowd again.

His gaze was like a steel blade, seemingly able to see through the deepest sins hidden in everyone's soul.

"You, you, and you..." He then named seventeen more people.

Although these seventeen people were not as heinous as the previous ones, they were still burdened with countless blood debts and their souls were filthy.

"No! Your Excellency, spare my life!"

"We are willing to surrender! We are willing to do anything!"

Those summoners who were named begged for mercy in terror, some even kneeling down.

But Ian's eyes remained unmoved. "Some sins cannot be forgiven."

The domain's light shone a second time, and the seven figures turned to ashes amidst their desperate howls.

Seven more fragments flew into Ian's hands.

The secret structure in his mind was rapidly being completed, becoming increasingly profound and complete, which pleased him.

Seven more fragments flew into Ian's hands.

The secret structure in his mind was rapidly being completed, becoming increasingly profound and complete, which pleased him.

[Progress of the Multiverse Projection Descent Technique: 88%...95%...100%]

Current number of projections: 1/10

The deduction was completed, and the complete descent technique finally revealed the number of projections. The spot that had already been taken belonged to Wei Song from the Xuanhuang World.

His gaze swept over the last remaining survivors.

There are only sixteen remaining Summoners, including Ysera; these are the ones Ian selected.

They also participated in the raids of the Realm Summoners, but mostly due to circumstances or following the crowd. They had relatively few blood debts on their hands, and the colors in their souls were still relatively clear, making them valuable for transformation and utilization.

Ian needs to retain a portion of the Summoners, firstly as a bridge to communicate with the world's will and manage the world of Essoc.

Secondly, their talents and research value are equally important to the Wizarding Alliance.

"From today onwards, the world of Exoc officially joins the Wizarding Civilization Alliance."

Ian broke the suffocating silence.

"The path of the Void Hunters has come to an end. You sixteen are the last Summoners of the world of Exoc."

"You will be subject to the supervision and transformation of the Alliance, and use your strength and knowledge to serve the Alliance and fight for redemption."

"Isera".

Ysera, whose name was called, trembled and quickly stepped forward, saying, "Yes."

"In my capacity as a pioneering explorer of the Wizarding Alliance, I hereby temporarily appoint you as the Supreme Ruler of the world of Exoc."

"Responsible for overseeing all the remaining Esok people, maintaining order, and cooperating with the subsequent reception and reconstruction efforts of the Alliance."

"Can you do it?"

Ysera took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions in her heart, and a determined light shone in her eyes.

"Ysera will certainly do her utmost to fulfill this trust!"

She knew this was a brand new beginning, and also a heavy responsibility.

But compared to desperately struggling between the Zerg and the Abyss, this is the best, and the only, way out.

"That's good, everyone can leave now."

Ian waved his hand and said no more, then turned and headed toward Kerrigan's Zerg camp.

Next, his initial goal for this trip to Esok was to collect the World Origins scattered around the world.

This was the focus of his deal with Azshara, and will be one of the most important gains of his trip.

Kerrigan sensed her master's approach and let out a hiss. The massive swarm of insects around her parted like waves, making way for her.

Ian stepped into the center of the Zerg swarm, looked at the obedient Kerrigan, and nodded to himself.

The affairs of this world are coming to an end.

He could foresee that the return of the world of Exoc would further accelerate the outward expansion of wizarding civilization.

It will also stir up even more turbulent waves in the entire void.