Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 444 [444] The Power of Extraordinary Emotions and Nightmares

The nights in the Frosty Lands are quite different from those in other areas of the Wizard's Path. Instead of being completely dark, there is a layer of slightly dim white frost that reflects and refracts rays from other areas and even from beyond the sky, illuminating the entire Frosty Lands.

The light may not be as bright as during the day, but it is enough to see the general objects on the surface, and even their colors.

The headquarters of the Conquest Heart was covered in white ice crystals and snowflakes, and there were still many streams of light shrouded in particle energy moving in and out of the various buildings.

The Ghostlight Wizard did not fly, but walked on the street below, watching the changes in the entire Heart of Conquest headquarters.

The streets were covered with a thick layer of snowflakes. Stepping on them, you could feel the hardness of the snowflakes in this frosty land, which was different from the snowflakes in the mountains and seas.

"What does the teacher think of the fighting spirit? What are the differences, what changes?"

"There are more and more people, more and more wizards, and fewer and fewer old friends."

The voice of the Ghostly Wizard echoed through the snow. After all, she spent much longer in the land of mountains and seas, in the dark places, which occupied almost half of her life.

The sense of unfamiliarity is ingrained in one's bones, and it is very difficult to eliminate it in just over a hundred years of conquest.

Perhaps, in a few hundred years, that sense of unfamiliarity will disappear.

At least the Darklight Wizards have a sense of belonging to the conquering spirit of the Frosty Lands.

She could clearly distinguish that this sense of belonging came from the Nightmare Wizard, not from the wizarding faction itself.

They even have a higher degree of ownership and identification with the conquered fortresses.

If one day the Nightmare Wizard leaves the Heart of Conquest, she will most likely follow suit, even if the road ahead is full of danger and a path of no return.

Because of the Nightmare Wizard, they gathered together, and nothing will change from beginning to end.

This is an idea that the Ghostlight Wizard has always held.

"Yes, teacher, there are more people, but fewer familiar faces. Yet you never return to the main campus and always wander around. Is it because you don't want to see your disciples?"

The cold female voice, tinged with a hint of resentment, made the Ghostlight Wizard's expression somewhat unnatural. He turned around and looked at the figures walking side by side from the back street.

He wore a black wizard's robe in the style of the Heart of Conquest, with patterns unique to high-ranking wizards at the collar, and a black and white ancient tree on his chest. The Ghost Light Wizard knew that he had seen this tree before; in the Bubble World, it was the true inheritance tree of the Heart of Conquest.

The Ghostlight Wizard once sat cross-legged under a tree for seven days and seven nights, acquiring a great deal of extraordinary knowledge that greatly helped his wizarding path.

Because of the Netherworld Sword, her hair became an even more translucent purple. Her fair skin was flawless, without a single pore or hair. Her purple eyes, as clear as white jade, held a captivating yet complex quality.

Their thin lips met, and Polaris stared blankly at the Ghostly Wizard.

The latter felt like his head was about to explode.

He increasingly felt that something was wrong with his disciple.

The reason I've spent so many years wandering, cultivating, exploring more distant regions, and perfecting my geographical diary of conquering spirit is all because of my prized disciple.

When did you first realize something was wrong?

The Ghostlight Wizard couldn't remember clearly either, but in short, something was very wrong, very troublesome, very troublesome.

"Polaris, what do you need me for? Is there some problem on your path to becoming a wizard? The legacy of the Netherworld Wizard should have a solution, right? I have nothing more to give you, teacher."

The Wizard of Ghostlight frowned slightly, moved his lips, and uttered these words.

His tone and attitude were clearly harsh, with a hint of ambiguity and a sense of estrangement.

"Teacher, you know that's not the answer I want."

As Polaris spoke, he grasped the hand of the Ghostly Wizard, whose body stiffened instantly, staring at him in disbelief.

The Wizard of Dark Light's pupils dilated as he looked at his prized disciple, his emotions churning. He abruptly shoved the disciple's hand away, his brow furrowed, and scolded, "Why are you acting like a little girl? Polaris, you should know that you are no longer that little girl, little wizard."

"Teacher, can't we do it like before? In the past, I didn't have the chance, the ability, or the right to hold your hand, but I want to hold your hand again, just like when I was young."

"Shut up, stop talking nonsense."

The Ghostlight Wizard quickened his pace, but his steps became unsteady and disordered. His robes were stained with snowflakes and rain, and his mood, like the swirling snowflakes, was filled with unease.

She really didn't expect that!

I never expected that my prized disciple would have such a treacherous idea.

She had previously thought that her prized disciple had encountered some mental issues, or that he had been influenced by his research on the path of wizardry and had become increasingly attached to her, so he deliberately distanced himself from her.

Unexpectedly, his prized disciple...

The Ghostly Wizard thought of Polaris from her childhood. Polaris was indeed so attached to her, but that was after all when she was a child, and she had raised him step by step.

Then I remembered Polaris when I was an adult and a wizard. He was so earnest and serious, always staring at me with a knowing look and unwavering eyes.

At that time, she always believed that this was due to Polaris's hard work.

Looking back now, there are many unusual details.

Combining this with what the other party said, the Ghostly Wizard immediately understood what had happened.

That's utterly outrageous!

When she lacked strength, she restrained herself. Now that she possessed strength equal to her teacher, however… The Ghostly Wizard’s heart was in turmoil. She was quite shocked. In short, she absolutely could not accept it.

This proud disciple, baring his fangs, was thinking something truly outrageous.

The Ghostly Wizard sensed an approaching fluctuation of life force from behind. He instinctively used particle energy to enter the void, transcending the limitations of physical space.

However, although Polaris is not yet at the level of a Star Wizard, he is not far from it. Moreover, he possesses the Netherworld Sword and has a prior understanding of the various abilities of the Star Wizard level, as well as the corresponding witchcraft.

Following closely in on the figure of the Ghostly Wizard, they entered the void, as he pursued them.

Polaris gazed at her teacher's retreating figure in the void ahead, her eyes filled with determination, and her expression was unwavering.

This time, we absolutely cannot let the teacher leave again; we must keep her here.

Alternatively, one could apply to the Nightmare Wizard to leave the Heart of Conquest headquarters and cease guarding it.

Polaris ultimately underestimated his teacher. The gap in strength cannot be closed in a short time. The compensation from the Netherworld Sword is only at the level of combat power, not some other special means.

At least in terms of the ability to escape into the void and traverse multiple spaces within the void, she cannot compare to the Ghostlight Wizard.

Polaris stepped out of the void and stood atop a tower-shaped headquarters building, staring blankly at the tall figure disappearing into the snowflakes in the distance.

That was the landing point of the battle at the tower.

She couldn't enter without being summoned by the Nightmare Wizard.

They could only wait outside for their teacher to come out.

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"Nightmare Wizard, is there anything you wish to tell me?"

The Spectral Wizard, who had entered the Tower of Conquest, had already straightened his robes, brushed the snowflakes from his hair, and his expression had returned to its usual calm.

Sitting in his office chair, Wang Ya glanced at the Ghostly Wizard with a strange look.

With his strength and keen perception, he was naturally able to sense something amiss about the Ghostlight Wizard.

Although no one knew what had happened, the black-robed figure standing in the airspace not far from the Battle Tower was clearly waiting for the Ghost Light Wizard, and they had met before.

It seems that something very special has happened between the Ghostlight Wizard and the Polaris Wizard.

Wang Ya had no interest in inquiring about what had happened between a formal wizard and a star wizard.

Since the two were master and disciple, there was even less need for him to interfere.

"Regarding the upcoming arrangements for the Heart of Conquest, you are required to prepare some reports on the Pale Hand wizarding forces."

"Maybe."

Before Wang Ya could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the somewhat excited Ghost Light Wizard, who said urgently, "Is it necessary for me to go to the Pale Hand to conduct an on-site survey, investigate the wizard personnel, and the deployment of the wizard array?"

Wang Ya was stunned for a moment, and his gaze towards the Ghost Light Wizard became increasingly strange, as if he were seeing the Ghost Light Wizard for the first time.

"As you suspected, I did indeed carry out the wizard plan against the Pale Hand, but some comparisons are needed to confirm the plan's feasibility."

"I'll trouble you, Wizard of the Gloom, to make a trip to the Pale Hand, conceal your identity, and investigate the territory and influence of the Pale Hand, as well as some important resource points and information on important members of the wizarding community. If you have the opportunity and time, you can also consider gathering information on other wizarding forces in the online region at the main core location of the leyline magic array at the Wizard City branch."

"For safety reasons, I will choose another qualified wizard to assist you, Wizard of the Gloom, or to act alongside you. What do you think, Wizard of the Gloom?"

The Ghostlight Wizard seemed to realize something, his pupils contracted sharply, and he quickly said, "Nightmare Wizard, I think one person is enough. If there are more people, it will only attract the attention of the Pale Hand Wizards. If they discover our existence in advance, it will be equivalent to the wizards' plan failing."

"Let me go alone. I will complete all the tasks you assigned, Lord Nightmare Wizard, and investigate the intelligence of other wizarding forces in the online region, and try to find out the distribution of wizarding forces throughout the Frostland."

The Ghostlight Wizard looked at Wang Ya with utmost seriousness, his gaze so earnest and resolute that it seemed he could fight the Pale Hand forces alone.

Wang Ya gave the Ghostlight Wizard one last deep look, and finally spoke, "Then let's arrange it this way. As for the timeframe, how about twenty years?"

Twenty years has passed; the other side should have given back the corresponding results by now.

Twenty years is also a countdown for Wang Ya's plan to deal with the Fallen Dragon Realm.

There must be a clear progress report.

Some unexpected events occurred with the split body, and the Moon God's spiritual bloodline was put on hold. So let's start by studying the bloodline of that immortal dragon from the Fallen Dragon Realm.

In any case, these two parts of research are necessary, and they will eventually be combined to develop a transcendent bloodline virus targeting the Immortal Dragon.

The latter research process involves extracting the bloodline in advance to understand its unique characteristics and thus develop targeted countermeasures.

Wang Ya was also very curious about the differences between the creatures of the immortal path system and the extraordinary creatures of the wizard system.

However, preliminary research suggests that both theories involve blood ties.

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Sensing the lingering spatial ambiance within the office, the Ghostlight Wizard seemed to have used the Nightmare Mark privilege of the Nightmare Calamity to enter the Bubble World.

Wang Ya was increasingly unable to understand the situation of the Ghost Light Wizard.

As I picked up my quill pen, preparing to write down the experimental design, a smile involuntarily appeared on my lips as I turned to look out the window of the balcony.

It seemed that through the swirling snow, one could see the Polaris Wizard, who had also entered the bubble world.

"What an interesting master and apprentice pair!"

"However, my disciple is quite outstanding. I wonder when he will be able to pass the test of the Black and White Reincarnation."

Wang Ya seemed to realize something, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He was wondering if he should make things a little easier for Solomon, the Son of God.

If it's another situation like Green Forest, then it will be quite troublesome.

The Black-White Cycle only applies to Green Forest and Autumn Winter Wizard.

There are still some shortcomings that need to be improved.

At the very least, we must prevent a repeat of the Green Forest incident.

However, this may also prevent the refinement and shaping of the Wizard's Heart from achieving the best results.

Wang Ya ultimately decided to maintain his original decision and the intensity of the Black-White Cycle.

There is no need to change it.

He had high hopes for the little guy.

"This little guy, who was born with a trace of the power of rules, is the most unique existence in the entire Frost and Snow Land. I believe he can bring me a different kind of surprise."

Wang Ya continued to write her experimental draft with a quill pen.

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In the past few days, Solomon, the Son of God, has adjusted his condition and brought everything to its peak.

Whether it's spiritual strength, particle energy, or the physical body and mind, or fighting spirit.

Facing a master wizard apprentice who was also a senior who had mastered the legacy of the Nightmare Wizard.

He must give it his all.

"This is the perfect time, my most powerful moment. Let me personally experience and witness just how powerful the legacy of the Nightmare Wizard truly is."

The time had come, and the divine son Solomon no longer hesitated. He activated the temporary Nightmare Mark on his palm, and a suction force pulled him into the reality of Solomon's Fortress room.

(End of this chapter)