Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 304 [304] The Change of the Illusionary Dream Lineage: The Netherworld Sword and its Inheritance

Wang Ya considered many aspects. After sensing the hidden killing intent in the Dream Garden, he knew that there was a third party involved. The way they were hiding was extremely sophisticated, and even the Eye of Truth could not detect them.

There was also a factor that Wang Ya hadn't considered: if he were to scan further after sensing the killing intent, it might alert the hidden entity and cause it to attack them.

Wang Ya had some concerns. Besides the fact that everything about the other party was unknown, the wizard Kelan was also present. If a real battle broke out, he wouldn't be able to keep an eye on her.

"We are not without clues, but we need evidence and, more importantly, strength."

If that person is indeed the one Wang Ya suspected, a smile tugged at the corner of Wang Ya's mouth. Isn't this more interesting? Compared to that, the upcoming Dark Supreme Meeting is just an appetizer.

His fingers caressed the wizard's ring, his eyes unusually cold, and he already possessed the confidence to face anything.

The only consideration is whether the chosen goal is truly worthwhile.

The spring breeze was not fierce, but gently blew through every corner of the Dark Lands headquarters, carrying with it the fluttering maple leaves, passing through buildings and figures, some hanging down on the walls and eaves, others swirling and undulating on the ground.

Some wizards passing by were stunned; it was the first time they had ever seen such a scene of maple leaves filling the sky.

As a newly joined wizard at the Dark Wizarding Academy, he is both curious and cautious about everything.

I stood still, watching the maple leaves drift past me, brushing against my collar and hair, before disappearing into the sky.

Most of the wizards had experienced similar scenes before. When they saw a scene that hadn't appeared for many years reappear, they were somewhat surprised, and their eyes were filled with memories, and they had many feelings.

Some of the ultimate wizard apprentices looked at each other with strange expressions, clearly having thought of something, and took a deep look at the location of the Dream Tower.

The White Lake incident that's been circulating widely in the headquarters has now been largely resolved.

The wizard Yi Si has no merits; on the contrary, he may be punished and pay a heavy price.

As the Nightmare Wizard who turned the tide of the Battle of White Lake and also had the merit of capturing an enemy official wizard, his choices and thoughts are the most crucial.

The wizard Victor emerged from his wizarding residence, maple leaves fluttering past him, carrying a faint scent of spring. The actinomycetes within them, supported by supernatural power, continued their self-growth.

He looked up at the fluttering maple leaves, his expression moved, his eyes filled with disbelief. "The maple leaves are starting to flutter again. Could it be that the Dream Wizard has returned?"

"That shouldn't be the case. So many official wizards have predicted that the Dream Wizard would have a hard time returning. Why is that?"

He pinched a maple leaf, his expression strange, and then muttered to himself, "It's a maple leaf, but it's not the aura of the Dream Wizard. So it's not the Dream Wizard after all!"

The only possibility, and the only thing that could make the maple leaves flutter again, is that person.

"Nightmare Wizard, what exactly do you want to do? The situation and rules have stabilized. Can you bear the hidden price behind this?"

The wizard Victor frowned; he did not approve of the Nightmare Wizard's choice.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see who benefits most from the current turmoil.

The Nightmare Wizard, who controls and maintains this momentum, could very well cause a major upheaval in his headquarters and affect many wizards with any of his choices.

Tower of bones.

A slender finger reached out of the window and caught a drifting maple leaf. The skeletal wizard's indifferent face showed a hint of emotion as he slowly raised his head, watching the scene of maple leaves dancing in the sky, covering the entire Dark Land headquarters.

"I really miss those days."

The Bone Wizard's lips moved, and a sigh echoed in the room.

He had gone to Xinmeng Lake to learn about the specifics, but everything in the dream world was too unfamiliar to him.

He attempted to delve into the dream world but encountered unprecedented resistance; in terms of methods, he lacked a profound influence on the illusory level.

If one were to force a breakthrough, not only would one face unpredictable dangers, but the almost non-existent anchor point of Heart Dream Lake would also disappear completely.

The price was that the Dream Wizard became completely lost in the dream world.

After some hesitation, he finally gave up.

Other formal wizards also encountered the same problem and found it difficult to make a move.

The Wizard of Shadows was also helpless in this matter, so he could only put it aside and hope that one day the Wizard of Illusion would be able to solve the problem on his own and return.

The Bone Wizard stared at the spot where the maple leaves had drifted from, seemingly seeing the Dream Tower at its source, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.

"What will you do, Wang Yahalak?"

The maple leaf held between the fingers transformed into a ghastly bony structure, then crumbled into powder and vanished into nothingness.

As the Bone Wizard turned around, the expression on his face gradually turned indifferent, and his eyes narrowed. He took a step forward, and his figure merged directly into the void.

When they reappeared, they were already in the fourth level of space.

The flowerbed is planted with a large number of flowers and plants, which smell very sweet. Butterflies flutter and dance around.

The plaza building extends horizontally to form a huge platform, with a massive skeleton standing in the center as a statue.

A figure dressed in a brown wizard's robe stood with his back to the skeletal statue, his purple hair falling down. Seemingly sensing the newcomer, he turned around and said, "Teacher, are you here to punish me too?"

The Bone Wizard stood at the entrance of the plaza, his face expressionless, and said, "Anything you do, as long as you can bear the consequences, is meaningless when it comes to punishment."

"You have the ability to bear the consequences, but your wizarding heart still has a weakness. This weakness will create a flaw or even a vulnerability in your strength."

Wizard Is looked somewhat somber, but then regained her composure and said coldly, "I will not attend the Third Dark Supreme Council. I will bear the consequences."

As Wizard Yi Si passed by Wizard White Bone, she stopped and said, "Windwalker may have made a mistake, but his intention was for me, and he didn't violate any serious rules."

"Let's proceed according to the original rules and punishment system," the Bone Wizard said calmly, his eyes showing no emotion.

"Thank you, teacher." Wizard Yi Si forced a smile.

"I've discussed it with Wizard of the Dark Light. A hundred years of cooling-off period will be established, and the specifics will be finalized at the Third Supreme Wizard Conference. The same applies to the implementation of the new rules and the succession of the twelve main lineages."

As the words of the Bone Wizard reached her, Wizard Yi Si paused slightly, her face falling silent.

A hundred years. This is the price to pay; after all, he was a loser.

Looking ahead, the wizard Shoggoth walked briskly towards us, a faint smile on his face.

"Little Is, why didn't you call me? The Battle of White Lake was such an interesting event... Look, now we've suffered a huge setback."

Wizard Is remained expressionless, ignoring the smiling Wizard Shoggoth.

The latter watched the former's figure gradually disappear and fade away, teleporting away, and curled the corner of his mouth. "You're getting colder and colder, little Is. You were much cuter when you were an apprentice wizard."

"Shoggoth".

As the Bone Wizard spoke, the Shoggoth Wizard's expression changed, and he immediately became serious, his frivolous demeanor vanishing completely.

"Master White Bone, the twelve main branches have changed. Yi Si failed, but that doesn't mean our White Bone lineage has failed."

"You have an idea?" The Bone Wizard stared into his eyes.

Wizard Shoggoth solemnly stated, "The implementation of the new rules means that the strong will have more. The White Bone lineage, a family of three formal wizards, should rightfully belong to our interests, and we should fight for what is rightfully ours."

After a pause, Wizard Shoggoth continued, "If even we are not qualified to start another lineage, then who is?"

The Bone Wizard narrowed his eyes, subconsciously pondering for a long time before speaking, "As long as you have the ability to bear the consequences."

The wizard Shoggoth's lips curled into a smile. "Of course, Master White Bone. At the Third Supreme Council, I will not let the White Bone lineage fall behind, whether it be the Dark lineage or the rising star, King Yaharak."

The third floor of the dark tower.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her back, her beautiful figure and voluptuous body, along with her outstretched shoulders, exuded an irresistible allure despite the misty air.

This attraction is not a narrow sense of physiological desire, but rather a spontaneous attraction emanating from those at a higher level of life to those at a lower level, based on differences in life levels.

A strong presence belonging to a formal wizard.

With both hands gripping the wall, she lifted her slender right leg and stepped out of the bathtub. Her fair skin was bathed in water, and her hair clung to her tiny waist, curving gently like a willow branch.

Her feet were small and delicate, with flawless, jade-like insteps that were slightly raised, revealing soft, fleshy soles resembling those of a kitten, displaying a pale pink hue.

Polaris tossed her hair, put on a dark wizard's robe, and, carrying a cup of hot tea, entered the bedroom.

Unlike many female wizards' rooms, this room was very simple, so simple that it only had a bookshelf full of books and a hard wooden bed.

The magic array cycles to make the internal and external environments appear consistent, so that people inside can also see the situation outside the wizard tower without any difference.

Polaris also noticed the sky full of maple leaves and looked somewhat surprised.

He then regained his composure, but his thoughtful expression was accompanied by a slight furrow in his brow.

Holding the spoon, I gently swirled the tea leaves and milk inside the cup, and as the steam rose, the two gradually mixed together.

Polaris's eyes flickered, and the reappearance of the maple leaves could represent many things. However, the possibility of the Dream Wizard's return was unlikely. It was more likely that the Nightmare Wizard was showing off his return. With a reminder, Polaris's lips curled into a smile, his brows relaxed, and he picked up the cup. His thin lips touched the cup wall, and the gentle liquid flowed down his throat and into his intestines and abdomen.

"It's been eighteen years. I used to consider you my strongest opponent, and the one I was least confident I could defeat. Now, I have the chance to get what I want."

"The Deep Blue Realm could never confine someone like you. I have always firmly believed that. It seems you have found an opportunity and thus broken through to become a formal wizard."

Polaris placed the empty cup on the table, stood up, her eyes bright, and a fighting spirit emanated from her.

Eighteen years ago, Wang Yahalak was the number one Dark Star in the Dark Lands, with unlimited potential.

She now holds the title of First Dark Star, and has remained so for eighteen years without any wavering.

Her strength has increased so rapidly and her foundation so rich that even the Dark Wizard would rate her as a potential third-level Grand Wizard.

That is, the strength level of a Netherworld Wizard is such that even in the inner region of the Wizarding Continent, they can be considered a powerful figure who can roam freely.

He is now on par with the former King Yahalak.

"No, if we're talking about strength, I'm stronger." Polaris opened his palm, and a dark pattern emerged from the depths of his palm onto the surface of his skin, gradually outlining a dark lineage.

This means that she has obtained the core inheritance of the Dark Lands and is undergoing trials in the Netherworld.

That was the legacy of a third-level archmage; only those truly at the core would know a thing or two about it.

A hidden, mysterious realm in an unknown land.

Polaris has passed the second stage of the test, and the path to becoming a formal wizard holds no secrets for her.

Eighteen years of steady progress have allowed her to reach the level of a veteran, officially recognized wizard.

That is a combination of strength, mentality, combat experience, judgment, and thinking ability, with no major weaknesses, and in a certain aspect, it has reached the extreme.

Next comes the stage of becoming a second-level wizard.

Polaris has a clear plan: to continuously strengthen his foundation day by day until he reaches the limit of the formal wizard stage, thereby breaking through to become a second-level wizard.

This process was very long, but thanks to the legacy of the Netherworld Wizards, it proceeded smoothly without any major restrictions.

Polaris also knew the details of the Battle of White Lake. King Yahalak was able to achieve such a brilliant victory entirely because of the enemy's unexpectedness and the surprise attack.

In a direct confrontation, they might not be a match for veteran, established wizards.

"The paths of elemental wizards and dream wizards do indeed have a significant advantage, making them difficult to defend against."

"However, in the face of absolute strength, no amount of fancy tricks will make a difference."

The dark lines on the palm glowed with a restrained, dark light, and the hilt of a long sword gradually emerged, radiating a terrifying aura. All the clutter in the room floated into the air, cracks appeared in the walls, and the table made a creaking sound as if it could not bear the aura emanating from the long sword.

Polaris's face gradually turned pale, and the consumption of particle energy in her body was extremely terrifying. In the end, she gave up and let the longsword slowly retract.

"Damn it, I still can't fully activate the Netherworld Wizard's 'Netherworld Sword'. With my particle energy and extraordinary mental power, I can only control the Netherworld Sword for a maximum of two seconds in battle."

What can you do in two seconds? At most, you can swing a sword once, and the particle energy in Polaris's body will be almost completely consumed.

The Tier 3 Ascended Wizarding Artifact, the "Netherworld Sword," is the core wizarding artifact of the Netherworld Wizard. It possesses world-destroying power and can be used in conjunction with various wizarding arts within the Netherworld Heritage.

"That's enough. No legitimate wizard can withstand the attack of the Netherworld Sword."

Polaris clenched his fist, his face radiating absolute confidence.

Even Wang Yahalak's Burning Fission Sorcery cannot suppress the sharpness of the Netherworld Sword.

"Whatever you want to do, Wang Yahalak, only strength matters. The rules have been set and cannot be changed."

"The change of the Dream lineage was already inevitable."

(End of this chapter)