Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

Azshara asked him about it, but he brushed it off by saying that "there might be more clues in the peripheral areas."

Azshara did not stop him; she knew Ian was not the kind of person who would lower his guard for the sake of profit.

She simply said "keep in touch" and temporarily placed the mining rights under Ian's name, waiting for him to return and handle it himself.

The Tower of Eternity sails silently through the void.

The tower's dark silver sheen was deliberately dimmed, and the detection array operated at full power, recording the rule data of every inch of the void along the way.

Kerrigan stepped out of the demiplane and stood beside Ian.

She prefers to appear in the form of a human goddess, with golden divine power slowly flowing deep within her amber pupils.

After devouring the gene templates of more than six level-six mother nests, her aura became even more profound and restrained than before, like a sword sheathed.

"Master, your soul fluctuations are very unstable."

Ian did not answer, but pushed the waveform diagram on the parchment in front of her.

Kerrigan glanced down, her pupils contracting slightly.

"I sensed something similar to this waveform when I was absorbing the psionic core of a level six mother hive."

Ian's finger hovered in mid-air. "Is there an abyssal aura within the core of the Mother Nest?"

"It is not the Mother Nest, but a higher will connected to the Mother Nest—Belvis."

Kerrigan's voice was calm, but Ian detected a hint of unease.

"At the time, I thought it was an illusion. Bervis's hive will was too vast. I thought it was just some frequency in her will fluctuations that I had not yet understood."

"But looking at this waveform, it's not the Hive's Will, but something else, something enveloped by the Hive's Will."

Ian was deeply shaken, and many thoughts came to mind. At the same time, the unease grew stronger and stronger.

He stuffed the parchment into his pocket: "Taling, flight path unchanged, target: direction of waveform intensity increase."

The void grew thinner and thinner, and the starlight grew dimmer and dimmer.

The edge of the Zerg territory is a true void desert.

There are no planets, no stars, no free energy clouds, and not even void dust; the detection array needs to be magnified many times to capture them.

This is a transitional zone between two world communities, the end of the reach of civilization.

Any sound strategic assessment would lead to the same conclusion: there is no value here.

But the panel's vibration reached its peak here.

Ian stood in the observation room on the top floor of the Eternal Tower, the surrounding void like an infinitely extending black mirror, reflecting the tower's faint light.

Kerrigan stood beside him, the probe tentacles of the Level 6 Mother Nest fully extended, and the ripples of the Divine Crystal extended in all directions, weaving a perception network covering hundreds of thousands of kilometers.

Gaga perched on Ian's shoulder, the gray light in its silver eyes condensing into the size of a pinhead, its shadow perception pushed to its limit.

"There's nothing there," Gaga muttered softly. "Really, there's nothing there."

Ian did not answer.

He closed his eyes and immersed himself completely in his mental sea, into the tremors of the panel.

No longer probing the void, no longer trying to capture the aura, but simply feeling, feeling the direction of the tremor, feeling its changes in strength, feeling from which "depth" of the void it comes from.

It's not about up, down, left, or right, nor any spatial dimension, but rather the depth of the "concept of existence".

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and pointed to a point in the void.

That was a point that had nothing special about it.

The panel shows that the energy density and matter density there are unknown; it exists only as a conceptual point.

"Kerrigan, there..."

Kerrigan's senses extended in the direction Ian had indicated, and after a moment, a look of bewilderment appeared in her eyes.

"Master, I've scanned the entire area with divine power and the will of the hive, and there's nothing unusual."

Ian understood; without the panel, no one could observe that point.

"There's a rift ahead, in the gap between two dimensional barriers. That special point is there, but it's alive."

It is breathing.

As Ian approached the point, his perception became even clearer when he was less than a hundred kilometers away.

A very natural sense of "absence" arises in my consciousness, but the panel captures it and marks it.

Tarling magnified the image of the cracks to the maximum magnification; the two cracks, each a millionth the thickness of a hair, resembled a wound that had not yet fully healed.

At the edge of the crack, two distinct rules are slowly permeating each other.

One was dark purple, the other pure black.

Ian recognized the dark purple aura; it was the aura of the Void Queen, Bervis, whose true spirit had been purified and stripped away by the panel.

He was more familiar with the pure black one.

abyss!

The two rules slowly intertwined, tore at each other, and merged within the rift, like two venomous snakes entwined together, neither able to completely devour the other.

The panel began to vibrate violently, and the entire screen became hot.

Then, a string of text that had never appeared before slowly emerged on the screen.

[Abyss rule fluctuations detected... Analyzing...]

[Analysis complete: The Abyss's Will is currently maintaining two layers of "concealment." The first layer conceals the entire world community; the second layer conceals the currently unknown areas.]

[Abyss rule fluctuations detected... Analyzing...]

[Analysis complete: The Abyss's Will is currently maintaining two layers of "concealment." The first layer conceals the entire world community; the second layer conceals the currently unknown areas.]

[Warning: Within the second layer of concealment, the true spirit of Bervis is merging with the abyssal essence...]

"The will of the abyss!" Ian was deeply shocked.

It was not the abyss's aura or pollution, nor the abyss demon king, but the primordial will.

That terrifying being that the wizarding civilization had fought against for countless years and had never truly defeated.

That higher-dimensional will, devoid of consciousness and driven only by instinct to "erode and devour," is right here!

Ian's heart trembled slightly. He wanted to turn around and run away, but he forced himself to keep looking down.

After further analysis of the panel, he roughly understood what was going on.

Void Queen Bervis attempted to use the Abyss Origin as nourishment to fill the loopholes in the rules of her Hive Will, thus completing a qualitative leap beyond the Overlord level.

The Abyss's primal will, using the true spirit of Bervis as a medium, attempted to infiltrate the Void Zerg's hive will network to gain control over the Zerg swarm at the lowest level.

The two sides are not in a cooperative relationship, but rather are devouring each other.

He glanced at the panel data; the current fusion progress was 37%.

The panel warns that when the fusion progress exceeds 50%, a miniature cosmic singularity will officially take shape.

Once the singularity stabilizes, Piervis and the primordial will of the abyss will enter an irreversible state of fusion.

At that time, regardless of who devours whom, the final product will be an "existence" that possesses both the evolutionary capabilities of the Zerg and the rules of the Abyss's corruption, surpassing the level of the Overlord.

Surpassing the Overlord level!

Ian read the sentence three times: Overlord level is level eight.

The three wizard emperors of the wizard civilization were at this level.

Piervis is also at the current level, surpassing the overlord level, which is the unprecedented level nine.

That realm, existing only in ancient legends, is a level that even the oldest texts of wizarding civilization can only describe as "indescribable".

If that singularity were to take shape... he dared not think any further.

Unbeknownst to Ian, a roar erupted in the encrypted channel of the Sun Throne.

It's Bloom.

"Abyssal passages! Dozens have appeared simultaneously! Their coordinates are spread throughout the entire Zerg territory! Everyone, immediately..."

Bloom's voice was drowned out by a piercing shriek, the shriek of countless demons.

They surged forth simultaneously from dozens of abyssal passages, hundreds of millions of abyssal demons, all emitting terrifying hunting cries.

From the rear of the Allied forces, from the Zerg's retreat route, from all directions in the void... it instantly spread across the entire battlefield.

Ian's gaze swept across the detection screen, where the black area was rapidly expanding.

Countless demon legions, abyss lords, demon kings, and... ten beams of light that directly overloaded the detection array.

Ten demon kings are slowly approaching from outside the dimensional barrier.

Meanwhile, on the wizard alliance's side, the five True Spirit Wizards were still locked in a stalemate with the Zerg's level seven Overlord and were unable to break free.

Fortunately, at this moment, the Wizard Alliance sent eight more True Spirits, their majestic auras rising one after another to confront the ten Demon Kings.

Suddenly, the whole world fell silent, and two indescribable chaotic wills slowly rose.

The entire world went dark, and eight unimaginably large hands appeared in the void, enveloping the entire world cluster.

"This is... the Lord of the Abyss!" For the first time, the scholar Orion lost his composure, his voice filled with fear.

Just as the sky was about to darken completely, two earth-shaking shouts rang out.

"Darkness will never reside here!"

"Here, rules and order endure!"

After the earth-shaking roar, the eight giant black hands vanished, the darkness receded, and stars reappeared in the sky.

"This is... the two emperors have made their move!"

"The rules of the Abyss Overlord have been completely eradicated!"

"It's not that simple, but we've survived."

The channel of the Sun Wizard immediately erupted in excitement, with everyone excited about the terrifying phenomenon in the sky.

However, the Abyss side still gained the upper hand in the surprise attack, and in the first wave of contact, all three lines of defense of the Wizard Alliance were breached simultaneously.

Just then, the Void Zerg returned!

It wasn't the remnants of the retreating level 6 Mother Nest, but a new Zerg army.

From the depths of the world's clusters, from those hidden lairs that have never been detected, countless Zerg surge forth in a frenzy.

They appeared almost simultaneously with the abyssal demons, pouring into the battlefield from another direction.

The number of Zerg far exceeds that of the Abyss, with tens of thousands of level 5 hives and hundreds of billions of combat Zerg, forming a dark purple ocean in the void.

The abyssal demons and the insectoids collided, and then... they tore each other apart.

To the Wizards' Alliance's surprise, they did not join forces, but instead fought and devoured each other.

The Abyss Demons feed on the flesh and blood of the Zerg, while the Zerg use the Abyss Demons as nourishment.

Two forces, both operating on the core principle of "devouring," engaged in the most primal and bloody hunt on the battlefield.

Ultimately, a three-way battle ensued.

At this point, the communication channels on the battlefield were beyond chaotic.

The cries for help, roars, curses, and the sounds of witchcraft exploding all mingled together, like a boiling pot of oil.

Azshara's will resounded in the channel: "Silvermoon Legion, shrink to the G-7 masternode, relying on the regular density of the super-energy crystal vein..."

Her voice was abruptly cut short by the shriek of an abyss lord, followed by Serafina's gasp, and then the whooshing of countless spells...

But Ian was completely unaware of all this; at that moment, he felt as if he had been completely isolated from the world.

But the terrifying celestial phenomenon he had just witnessed reminded him that something tremendous was happening outside.

Ian's face was extremely gloomy, and he turned off the channel.

This place is likely obscured by the will of the abyss; anyone who gets close will have all their information vanish from this world.

He stood in the observation room of the Tower of Eternity, facing the dimensional rift as thin as a hair.

Deep within the rift, the hive will of Bervis is slowly merging with the pure black essence of the abyss.

Thirty-seven, thirty-eight, thirty-nine... the fusion progress jumped on the panel.

Behind him was a three-way battle across the entire Zerg territory, a life-or-death confrontation between ten Abyss Overlords and ten True Spirit Wizards.

It is the three wizard emperors who are constantly searching for traces of the abyss's primordial will somewhere deep in the void.

And that primordial will is right here.

Not all, only a part.

But its core "fate shield" ability is almost entirely concentrated on this rift, on this emerging microcosmic singularity.

The reason why the entire wizarding civilization, including the three wizard emperors, could not find any trace of the Abyss's primordial will was because it had devoted all its power to "concealing this singularity".

It didn't care about the losses of the Abyss Demon Legion, the casualties of the Abyss Overlord, or even the discovery of its existence by the wizard civilization.

It only cares about one thing: not letting anyone find out that it is devouring Bervis.

Or rather, it is being devoured by Pierre des Beaux-Arts.

Ian looked at the coordinates on the panel and watched the fusion progress jump from thirty-nine to forty.

His position was at the very edge of the battlefield, less than half a day's journey from the nearest dimensional portal entrance.

He can safely evacuate, return to the Wizarding World, and hand over all the data detected by the panel to the Alliance for the three Wizard Emperors to handle.

This was originally reasonable, and it was the choice that any Moonlit Wizard should make in this situation.

But it was too late!

He turned to look at Kerrigan, who was also looking at him with an indescribable expression in her eyes.

"Master, don't go in, you'll die."

"Yes, I know."

"What's inside is simply beyond our capabilities..."

Ian didn't say anything.

Gaga jumped onto Ian's shoulder, its silver eyes flashing with a gray light: "Ian! I'll go with you!"

Ian stroked its head, his fingers sinking into the soft feathers, and he could feel the tiny body of the dog trembling slightly.

He took it off his shoulder and placed it on the console.

"quack."

"I don't!"

"Stay in the tower and don't go out. If I don't return within three hours, the tower spirit will automatically navigate to the Silvermoon Legion's defense zone, and Azshara will meet you."

Gaa's eyes filled with tears. It wanted to say something, but after making a few whimpering noises, it finally turned its head away angrily.

Kerrigan didn't move, she just stared at Ian, golden light gathering in her eyes.

"I'll be with you."

Ian looked at her and nodded slowly.