Wizards: Starting as a Potions Master!

Chapter 68: Zen of the Mind!

The Guardian of Orl's voice grew fainter. "Be careful, Lord Sunan. We no longer possess the special secret techniques of the Gray Earth Cemetery, so we cannot skip the Mind Meditation. But within the Mind Meditation, only you can help yourself; you can no longer rely on any external force."

The secret wilderness has undergone tremendous changes.

The super full moon, which had been hanging quietly in the secret realm and symbolized the magic power of the Sunan werewolves, began to change its appearance. A dark shadow slowly began to cover the entire super full moon.

That's a lunar eclipse!

The pristine white castle, which originally represented the power of the sacrificial stones, has now begun to darken, wither, and fall into disrepair.

The abyss that originally represented the magic of the Death Knights and appeared in the wilderness has now begun to become shallower and smaller, as if it were just a small ditch.

The entire wilderness located in the secret realm is shrinking rapidly.

It's like all the magical symbols that appeared in the secret realm before were full of moisture; now we're just squeezing out the moisture, and then everything returns to reality.

Su Nan sensed the change in his magical power and the restlessness deep within his heart. He frowned slightly. Is this the Zen of the Mind?

It was absolutely devastating.

Most second-class wizard apprentices would probably be at a loss for words in the face of this scene.

The magical power that he used to be able to use easily has become obscure.

The magical power was also becoming lighter, as if a part of the power that originally belonged to one's own heart was being drawn away from the magical power.

Because those very things, together with one's own self-awareness, constitute the original magic, but now those things within oneself are rebelling, naturally one's magical power will become weaker.

If a person is split into two parts, he will naturally be weaker than before.

Su Nan looked up and saw the supermoon, which had completely turned into a lunar eclipse.

At this moment, the secret realm wilderness was shrouded in darkness.

It was so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

There were no Guardians of Orl around, nor could the mysterious mist that once permeated the secret realm be seen.

Su Nan looked around. The only thing he could see now was the Wizard's Path, emitting light in the darkness.

This wizard's path leads deeper into the darkness.

It guides me, but on the path of the wizard, a large shadow stands halfway, preventing me from going deeper.

Su Nan had a premonition that he had to follow this wizard's path and that he absolutely could not leave it.

Because beyond this wizard's path lies the empty abyss of one's own mind, a structure deeper than one's own soul.

It's hard to say what would happen if one fell into this abyss of the mind; perhaps one would become a vegetable and never wake up again.

"Are the soul and body merely the outer shell of 'me'? Is the soul essentially just a slightly inner layer of the body, or a more outer layer of the 'me'?"

Su Nan immediately realized this and began trying to summon the AI: "AI, are you still there?"

Yes, I am here. We have long since merged; you are me, and I am you. Based on current information, this fusion is even deeper than a soul fusion.

Su Nan took a step forward, walking on the bright path of the wizard, then looked at the empty abyss of the mind beside him. "Theoretically, I haven't truly entered the structure deeper than my soul. I'm merely using the special nature of the secret realm to reveal the internal structure of 'me' that is deeper than my soul."

"AI, begin recording. Name the file 'Magic Number One'," Su Nan said. "Magic is indeed full of mysteries, with endless places to explore."

"I used to think that mental power was just an external attribute of the soul, but now I realize I was wrong. The soul is just a deeper, external attribute of 'me,' and it's not much different from the physical body."

"Therefore, the origins of a person's ability to cast spells are probably much deeper than what an average wizard apprentice can imagine."

"AI, analyze my current internal location."

Yes, but it's impossible to analyze. Because I am one with you; your loss within yourself is equivalent to my loss within myself.

But one thing is certain: this might be our inner world.

Based on previous information, magic is both objective and subjective; it is neither entirely idealistic nor entirely materialistic. Wizards discover the world through an epistemological approach—by continuously improving their understanding, they can perceive deeper truths.

Su Nan said, "You're right. Truth can be overturned and considered wrong. Wizards are meant to constantly move towards the unknown, establish new truths, and then overturn them with their own hands to obtain a truth that is closer to the truth."

"Materialism is the result of ordinary people's observation of the world, but as a wizard, I will go further and have a higher perspective."

"I've tried it, and just as we predicted, I can still use the wolf pack effect to connect with my wolf pack, and even use the wolf pack effect to transfer them here, to transfer them into the depths of my heart."

"I will now summon the Death Knight Vasily into the depths of my heart; this will increase my chances of successfully performing Mind Meditation on my first attempt."

"Huh? What a coincidence that the coca has pinpointed the location of the Four Seasons Garden at this time."

Su Nan walked to the shadowy obstacle on the Wizard's Path. He could no longer move forward as long as the obstacle in front of him did not disappear.

He could no longer take another step.

Should we destroy it?

Or, could we simply go around it?

At this moment, Su Nan used the wolf pack effect to contact the werewolf butler Warwick, restrain the wolf pack, and led a portion of the wolf pack to Lake West Virginia, the core area of ​​his territory, to observe the development of the situation.

It turns out that the entrance to the Four Seasons Garden is actually at the bottom of a lake.

There seems to be a natural, small subspace entrance there. Even if the magical tide recedes, at most the entrance to this wizard's ruin will no longer be able to be opened.

This entrance can only appear at the bottom of the lake when the magical tide returns.

This is also why I couldn't find the werewolf group before.

Because only when the magical tide returns to a certain level will the entrance at the bottom of this lake reappear, and it is likely that this entrance never existed before today.

This is why the Forgotten Ones still took so long to find, even with specific information available.

The super werewolf deacon told Sunan that at this moment, the bishops and church armies of the Achaia district, as well as the High Order and sorcerers, and the two Forsaken, had all gathered in front of Lake West Virginia.

The High Order had long been eyeing the Forsaken, so as soon as the Forsaken opened the entrance, they rushed out to try and seize it.

The members of the Church of Storms were already nearby, and by sheer chance, a Storm Knight witnessed the scene and notified the church.

On the path of the wizard, Su Nan pondered, "Now all three parties are vying for the entrance, so a chaotic battle is likely to break out."

"It's actually a good thing that I'm not showing up right now."

"Let them fight first, and I'll deal with the final winner. But both the Church and the Supreme Order have taken a large number of people from nearby territories hostage, including a small number of my people."

The key point is that when cult members kidnap ordinary people, you can usually guess their purpose: they want to absorb the life force of ordinary people during battles to enhance their own fighting ability.

They have always looked down on humans, so they naturally have no reason to use such despicable means.

But why is the church holding so many of my people hostage?

Do they also employ tactics that sacrifice ordinary people in exchange for power?

On the contrary, the Forgotten Ones, although they also look down on ordinary people in essence, seem to disdain using ordinary people as wizards.

Therefore, of the three factions now located in front of West Virginia Lake, only they have not taken a large number of villagers hostage.

As Su Nan pondered, a mocking laugh suddenly echoed through the dark, lunar-eclipsed world. "You still have the mind to worry about the outside world?"

"Shouldn't you be worried about yourself first?"

"How ridiculous."

"Sunan Peter..."

"I won't let someone like you advance an inch. You step back, back along this wizarding path!"

Su Nan immediately aimed ahead and used his newly learned spell—Minor Fireball Spell.

Suddenly, a fireball engulfed the darkness ahead and exploded toward the source of the sound.

Su Nan raised an eyebrow. "Why would a second voice emerge from the depths of my heart? And..."

In the depths of darkness, the blazing fireball suddenly twisted and contorted, its orange-red color tainted by the darkness, turning into a completely black fireball.

The voice rang out again.

"This spell...this spell...this spell, devoid of any willpower, is utterly useless. Your magic lacks...willpower..."

A black fireball attacked Su Nan from the opposite direction. Su Nan was stunned for a moment because he recognized it as a spell to summon a minor fireball worm.

Apart from the overwhelming malice contained in that spell and the unwavering self-confidence, it was exactly the same as the summoning minor fireball worm spell I had just used.

Why?

In his own mental world, not only did a second voice appear, but it also used the exact same power as his own.

Su Nan could understand if it was just a simple use of the same spell, but even if it was the same spell, different people using it would have different habits that led to subtle differences.

But the magic before him... made Su Nan very certain that it was the magic he had used.

That magic was imbued with an even stronger personal will than the magic he himself used.

From every angle, it seemed to be saying to itself, 'Look, this is the magic you used. And now, the magic you used is attacking you!'

The black fireball is about to hit Su Nan. If he gets hit, Su Nan will probably be forced off the path of wizardry and fall into his own mental abyss.

"Just leave like that!"

"Sunan Peter".

(End of this chapter)