Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 429 [429] You, Andersen, recover quickly, but I, Wang Ya, become stronger even faster!

The black robe, with its hem slightly rippling, shimmered with a mirror-like light, demonstrating Wang Ya's increasingly masterful use of the illusion of a reflection in water.

Although it exists in a virtual state, it can still influence everything in reality.

If the enemy wants to attack Wang Ya in this state, they need to start from the illusory state.

It can be described as a divine skill for intercepting small fry; low-level beings cannot even touch it.

"Brother, what brings you here?"

Green Forest was surprised. The Heart of Conquest had just experienced the Beast Tide War, and in her understanding, Wang Ya, as the leader, should be handling various matters.

"I came for you."

Wang Ya took a step forward, but it felt like he had taken dozens of steps, appearing directly in front of Lu Sen.

He reached out and grabbed Green Forest by the back of the neck.

She said softly, "You think I don't know that you've survived the cycle of black and white by taking shortcuts?"

Green Forest stuck out his tongue, his face slightly flushed, and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. It's your responsibility to personally handle the final cycle of reincarnation, brother. How am I supposed to get through it?"

As she spoke, her tone was somewhat resentful, "If it were any other wizard as my final opponent, I might have already defeated them. Brother, have you forgotten how monstrous you are?"

"I fought you, brother, thirty-six times, and I died at your hands every time."

Wang Ya: "."

He underestimated his younger sister.

It turns out that it wasn't that she was afraid to attack him, nor that she couldn't accept it psychologically—the wizard's heart was too fragile—but that she truly couldn't defeat him.

Everything in the cycle of black and white is based on the participants' own assumptions.

It can be said that it actually happened.

Based on the participants' existing knowledge.

In Green Forest's mind, Wang Ya's strength was invincible.

All the events of the past, and the opinions and attitudes of other wizards towards Wang Ya, solidified Green Forest's subconscious thoughts.

Even having the courage to attack Wang Ya in the cycle of black and white reincarnation.

If reality doesn't defeat Wang Ya, or if the opponent's strength is similar to Wang Ya's, I am confident that I can challenge and surpass Wang Ya's achievements.

Then it would be very difficult to defeat Wang Ya in the cycle of black and white.

You can never fool yourself; the key is to truly believe in your own ability to defeat Wang Ya.

"Alright, that's the end of your troubles this time."

A smile appeared on Wang Ya's lips.

He only reveals his emotions to a select few people.

Wang Ya changed the subject, "The Natural Disaster Project is about to begin. You should know that you will be entering that world as an examiner, connected to the World Altar."

"Know!"

"I think you should understand what I'm asking of you, Green Forest."

"Brother, why are you becoming more and more dull and long-winded, just like the Blood Wizard?"

Green Forest rubbed his cheeks with both hands, his expression lifeless, much like a young wizard being checked by his teacher to see if he had mastered any extraordinary knowledge.

Wang Ya did not answer her, but instead strode towards the group of people in black cloaks walking along the shore of Xinmeng Lake.

To be precise, he walked toward the red-haired woman who stood there with a bewildered expression.

Her lips were slightly upturned, her eyelashes were long, and her skin was fair. Even though her dark gray pupils were in a daze, her tall figure still exuded a captivating charm.

"Do you remember who you are?"

Wang Ya asked proactively.

The red-haired woman looked up at him, but didn't answer, falling into silence. However, her furrowed brows showed that she really wanted to answer Wang Ya's question, but for some reason, she just couldn't remember.

She was so confused; the things she couldn't understand were making her frustrated.

"Who am I?" the red-haired woman finally blurted out.

Wang Ya answered her question, "Your name is Suer, Suer Vivian. You are the chief of the Rhine lineage in the Dark Lands. Your teacher is a Rhine Wizard, and you are proficient in the Rhine Wizarding school."

As more and more information came out, the red-haired woman's face gradually showed more changes in expression.

There were moments of sudden realization, moments of sadness and pain, and moments of utter bewilderment. About two days and two nights had passed, and the red-haired woman was still standing in the same spot, while Wang Ya also stood there, quietly waiting.

He's waiting for a result.

Can a person resurrected using that sliver of soul consciousness truly be considered the original person?

Memory and soul undoubtedly constitute a deeper level of personal existence, greater than the physical body.

At a deeper level, what can be considered part of the wizard himself is the power of the true spirit.

Unfortunately, this group of wizards did not reach the level of a formal wizard when they died.

Resurrection ultimately carries some hidden dangers; at the level of consciousness, they need self-identification and self-awakening to gain a new life.

A true wizard possesses the power of the true spirit and would not have such troubles or confusion.

Even if most of the true spirit power is obliterated, the remaining trace of true spirit power, as long as there is still consciousness and fragments of the soul, can be considered as an individual of the corresponding formal wizard.

Of course, it must be the largest portion of the true spiritual power, and so on.

"I am Sue Vivian."

The red-haired woman in the cloak finally spoke those words, slowly but forcefully.

Those pupils gradually changed from dark gray to light red, gaining more vitality and life.

"I am the wizard Sur, and I bear the mission of revitalizing the Rhine lineage."

The sorceress Suer raised her head completely, threw off her cloak, and a powerful aura emanated from her, her consciousness and soul beginning to surge.

His red pupils held an unprecedented determination.

"I want to become stronger. I want to regain everything I've lost. As long as I'm strong enough, this tragedy will never happen again."

"I am powerful enough to quell all injustice. I will resurrect my teacher and all my friends who died in the war."

The wizard Suer looked at Wang Ya seriously and bowed slightly, "Greetings, Nightmare Wizard."

A smile curved Wang Ya's lips. His mood was accompanied by the spread of a small amount of spiritual power, causing the entire surface of Xinmeng Lake to ripple. Maple leaves sank to the bottom of the water, and green plants swayed in the non-existent gale.

"Welcome back, Wizard Sur."

"The Darklands are a thing of the past; what is now new is the heart of conquest. I look forward to you becoming the new Rhine Wizard."

Wang Ya extended his finger and touched Su Er's forehead, where a pattern of an ancient black and white tree appeared.

"You will become a new member of the Cataclysm and, as an examiner, enter that new world to complete the Cataclysm Project."

"I look forward to your performance. Don't let me down, Wizard Sur."

"I will spare no effort to complete the disaster relief plan."

The wizard Suer uttered these words.

Wang Ya watched as the wizard Suer left the Dream Realm, while the remaining cloaked figures remained bewildered, showing no signs of awakening or remembering.

So he merged into the void and disappeared.

Perhaps it was because the wizard Suer had an excessively deep obsession.

Or perhaps the emotions and mental state at the time of death are different.

Wang Ya pondered the key points, but couldn't figure it out.

The most difficult part of resurrection is not the physical body and soul, but more importantly, the consciousness, which is closely related to the soul and spirit.

No wizard dares to claim that they have mastered all the mysteries of the soul and spirit.

Even the most powerful dream wizards and soul wizards wouldn't dare utter such words.

Truth has no end, at least not until we have seen the door to true truth.

"The idea of ​​opening the door to truth is probably the ultimate pursuit of every wizard."

Wang Ya silently recited this sentence in his heart.

"I am ultimately not strong enough. My understanding of the soul has not reached that depth, so I cannot explain the difference between the wizard Suer and others."

Wang Ya felt this was the key; if the research could be completed, these cloaked figures would regain consciousness and be completely resurrected.

The nightmare mark left on the soul of the wizard Suer was not only for stabilizing the soul's condition, but also for observing any differences.

"For Hans Christian Andersen, this might not be a difficult problem."

"Not enough, still not enough. I need to become stronger. If I can't find Andersen, then I'll grow to a level that even Andersen in his prime couldn't defeat."

Wang Ya's eyes hardened.

Pressure can be a source of motivation.

I wonder when Lando will finally make up his mind to break through.

If it takes more than a hundred years, the process of breaking through to become a formal wizard cannot be completed.

Wang Ya pursed her lips, deciding not to think about it.

By enhancing his strength, deepening his foundation, challenging the rules, and perfecting his path as a wizard, he will one day truly grow to a level that surpasses even Hans Christian Andersen's.

The white mist region was his greatest hope. If all the massive number of level three and even level four souls within it became his nourishment, he was confident that he could advance the Dream Wizard path to the level four rule level.

That is, the birth stage after maturity, flowering, and fruiting.

The inception stage of the Dream Wizard's path has another name: the Birth of the Gods.

What god was born?

By observing, speaking, and thinking, one can perceive these things and travel through dreams to the corresponding target locations—dream gods from different civilizations.

This is the power of rules that belong to the dream world.

It can leverage a portion of the essential rules of the dream world.

Even the realm of legend, where the real and the unreal coexist, things are created out of thin air, and the impossible is transformed into the possible.

Those who reach this level on the path of the Dream Wizard are generally more powerful and enigmatic than wizarding systems at other rule levels.

And it is almost impossible to kill a Rule Dream Wizard.

Unless one has the ability to erase the entire dream world.

That new world could bring new legendary potions. If a world embryo exists, breaking through the third level of the Radiant Moon will surely be just around the corner.

Wang Ya was also very much looking forward to it.

The desire for conquest is not strong enough to invade and devour a powerful world with the embryo of a world.

But there are still fortresses for conquest.

Having absorbed the earth's energy for so many years, the Conquest Fortress now possesses enough power to carry out the feat of invading and devouring the world.

There are also concrete plans to target the Pale Hand faction.

"Andersen, where exactly are you in the land of frost and snow? You can hide, but let's see how long you can hide. Eventually, I will find you and utterly destroy you."

"Let's see if you recover your former strength first, or if I break through to the Radiant Moon level, or even the Sun level first."

"The resources in the Frostland are limited. If you want to regain your strength, you have to fight for them, seize them, and make significant changes."

Wang Ya's eyes turned extremely cold, his killing intent was very obvious.

This has had a certain impact on the seasonal cycle of the entire bubble world.

Winter days seem to stretch on endlessly.

Conquer the headquarters, conquer the high tower.

Wang Ya emerged from the void, his face showing little expression. He sat down in a chair, with no documents on his desk that needed processing.

Aside from major matters concerning the entire Underland, he generally delegates authority to his subordinate formal wizards and ultimate wizard apprentices.

Among them, the autumn and winter wizards bear the heaviest responsibility.

Wang Ya was grooming her to be the next decision-maker for the conquest.

The strength doesn't need to be too great; a Star Wizard is best, but a formal wizard can also take over.

Unlike the Underdark, as long as the one who created this wizarding power is still alive, the strength of anyone appointed as a decision-maker is irrelevant.

It remains to be seen how far the Autumn and Winter Wizards will rise in power during his tenure as leader.

Formal wizards such as the Ghostlight Wizard and Polaris Wizard, as well as the Star Wizard, all have higher aspirations and want to acquire more battle points through the Nightmare Bubble Network to exchange for legendary series potions.

Conquering that new world will inevitably require bringing along this group of high-level henchmen to suppress it and solidify the chains of reality.

For some reason, Wang Ya also became somewhat worried. After all, that world was too unknown. Previously, the Dark Light Wizard Polaris had allowed some of his consciousness and spirit to enter it, but no news came out.

It was as if it had simply vanished into thin air.

However, it is highly likely that he was unlucky and encountered fluctuations in the phase channel, causing his mental consciousness to be directly strangled by the killing intent of the spacetime storm.

They worry that the world is not strong enough and lacks a global embryo.

They also worried that the world was too powerful, and that they wouldn't be able to conquer it simply by relying on their desire to fight.

"I'm really strange."

Wang Ya smiled and pointed his finger into the void.

A point of light is generated, and then it spreads, forming a rectangular light screen.

The scene shows the various laboratories inside the Fortress of Conquest.

The various laboratories compiled by the strangled prince contained the specific experimental materials for each one.

For example, there is the Book of All Things on display, and the containers of Deep Blue people lying on the dissection table.

It was that deep blue native who could withstand level five superpowers. Wang Ya had forgotten what his name was. The name didn't matter; it was just a code name, as long as he could accomplish his experimental objective.

He could mercifully give this female Deep Blue Indigenous woman hundreds or thousands of new names.

It can also preserve the other party's consciousness and soul, making them important test subjects in the artificially created dream creature experiments within the bubble world.

With good luck, one might be able to be reborn, a different kind of rebirth.

(End of this chapter)