Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 466 [466] The Research Experiment on the Blue Symbol of the Dream Tribulation

A stack of books lay on the desk, their creases visible, suggesting they were frequently read by the office's occupant.

The deep blue ink from the black quill pen outlined the corresponding wizarding script on the smooth parchment scroll. The research involved was very profound, and the Blood Wizard's expression became solemn after just one glance.

The person they had imagined was not in the room.

The Blood God Wizard was stunned for a moment, then heard a voice ring out from the void.

"Lord Divine Blood Wizard, Lord Nightmare Wizard is not in his office. He has to go to the Bubble World on urgent business."

It is the voice of the spirit of the conquering fortress.

The Blood God Wizard heard it again.

"The Nightmare Wizard instructed me that if you, the Divine Blood Wizard, come, please bypass the consciousness projection information left on the table."

That sheepskin scroll.

The Blood Wizard walked toward the desk.

"The bubble world is now completely closed, and I am about to face the tribulation of my dreams."

"Godblood Wizards, I need a batch of defense systems capable of automatically monitoring, locking onto, and annihilating wizard technology weapons, with their maximum power increased to pose a lethal threat to Star Wizards."

These words and voices appeared within the parchment scroll.

The Blood God Wizard's expression also became solemn.

The Dream Tribulation is no small matter. Every Dream Wizard may face the Dream Tribulation. If they cannot overcome it, the core of their Dream will be seriously damaged, and it may even cause irreversible damage to the foundation of the corresponding Dream Wizard.

What we are facing now is the nightmare calamity of the Nightmare Wizard, which is far more terrifying in scale and difficulty than that of an ordinary dream wizard.

"Understood, Spirit of Conquest. I will fulfill Lord Nightmare Wizard's request in the shortest possible time. Please inform Lord Nightmare Wizard."

Inside the bubble world.

Wang Ya frowned deeply; he had misjudged something.

The calamity of his dream will come sooner than he imagines.

By merging and interacting with the Nightmare Tree, one can see the entire panorama of the bubble world and feel the subtle erosion of the dream world itself at its edges.

The difference was subtle, but he noticed it.

That extremely unusual active energy.

It's like a tiger that was lying lazily on the ground, now awakened, opening its fierce eyes and staring at it.

This active energy also originates from the surrounding environment and possesses a stimulating nature. It's unclear whether it's some kind of pheromone, or a generated magnetic field or force field reaction.

In the dream world, anything can happen.

I had this feeling a few days ago.

Considering the impending blizzard season, he did not immediately go to investigate, but instead instructed the Black King to take strict precautions.

The practical problems have been initially resolved.

The problems of a bubble world must be solved.

"Interesting. Even the dream creatures within my bubble world are becoming restless. It seems they are not limited by the environment or the isolation of my independent dream territory. As a result, the dream creatures in the surrounding areas will only become more restless."

Wang Ya even thought of some beast tides in the real wizarding world, scenes of extraordinary creatures attacking wizarding forces.

It is highly likely that the bubble world will also be impacted by extraordinary creatures in the surrounding environment.

The Divine Blood Wizard is now a mechanical wizard at the Star Wizard level.

The wizarding technology weapons he designed are capable of posing a significant threat to Star Wizards.

Especially in the design of fixed-point, stationary weapon systems.

There's something even simpler.

There's no need to consider the movement of hostile Star Wizards.

Wang Ya is still unable to determine the exact time when the Dream Calamity will erupt, but it will certainly not wait until after the blizzard period; it will only happen earlier.

Who knows what kind of effects this special energy will have?

However, it can be used as a reference.

Wang Ya's gaze fell on the largest black and white foam.

The power of the evil god Gendass inside was rampant, radiating a powerful aura.

Even conservatively estimated, it's at the third level of the Radiant Moon realm.

If the dream creatures inside the bubble world are not afraid of the radiation and intimidation of the evil god Gendass, it roughly means that a beast tide, mainly composed of dream creatures, is about to arrive.

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Conquer the depths of the tower.

The figure of the wizard with long blue hair, a striking blue symbol between his brows, and his deep blue eyes met Wang Ya's gaze. He bowed slightly, expressing his respect for the Nightmare Wizard.

It is also a way of showing respect to one's teacher.

"Solomon, my son, you have traversed the cycle of black and white and become my disciple for some time now. Is your path as a wizard now clear?"

"Professor Qi-Ren, I've made up my mind."

The figure in black robes sat in a chair, his hands casually placed on the table, holding a quill pen and writing something.

Upon hearing Solomon's reply, who was standing in the office, he gave a faint smile.

"It seems you have quite a lot of ambition, but while having ambition is a good thing, you must also have the ability and talent to support it."

"I will not have any influence on your choice of the wizarding path. It is your own decision. You want to walk the path of elemental wizard and dream wizard, provided that you are qualified to become a dream wizard."

Wang Ya was also curious whether the Son of God, Solomon, had any potential in this area.

"Your elemental wizard skills have reached the level of a third-level wizard apprentice."

"The growth process of a dream wizard is extremely slow. Be prepared. Open your palms."

All of this is predicated on the premise that the divine son Solomon must be qualified to become a dream wizard.

Many apprentice wizards, inspired by his existence, aspire to become dream wizards, yet lack the necessary aptitude.

Solomon's eyes flickered slightly as he watched his teacher stand up from his chair and walk towards him step by step, handing him the quill pen.

In an instant, everything in his vision began to become murky, with all sorts of distorted colored lines moving, jumping, and tangling, while trying to erode and engulf him.

Solomon, the son of God, narrowed his eyes, his expression showing a hint of fear.

The particle energy on his body was released directly, forming an energy shield.

Suddenly, his body trembled again.

No, that's not right. This isn't a quill pen; it's a living creature, a real bird.

A bird-like extraordinary creature with white feathers, whose strength has reached the level of a first-level extraordinary creature.

Its aura was released wantonly. It stood in his palm, claws clenched, and the beast's pupils stared at him. Its claws were very sharp, directly piercing through the energy shield and cutting through part of his flesh and bones.

How could this be!

How could a quill pen come back to life, as if time had reversed and it had returned to the extraordinary creature that was originally made of the quill pen?

And these eerie lines and paints, this polluting aura... Damn it, I have to do something. My body is also twisting, about to be pulled into that world made of lines and paints. The divine son Solomon could no longer remain calm. His particle energy exploded completely. The energy shield plus his mental power directly formed an invisible vacuum field, trying to block everything from the outside.

This actually worked a little; the paint lines were indeed excluded and bounced a distance away.

However, like a living creature, like a coiled, cold snake, it surged up again, trying to corrupt and devour everything about him.

Ignoring the pain in his right palm, the divine son Solomon used his other hand to gather particle energy, which had already formed a longsword with a watery blue aura. Bright gems were also present on the blade. The longsword did not have much sharpness or aura, but it had a heavy and moist aura. He slashed down fiercely in front of him, covering the extraordinary creature standing in his right palm as well.

As if cleaving through the void, a light blue curtain appeared out of thin air, dividing the space in two. The extraordinary creature remained motionless, still silently staring at the divine son Solomon.

And those distorted lines of paint remained unchanged, continuing to erode his particle energy.

"impossible!"

Solomon's pupils contracted; how could his power be so weak?

That sword could cut down at least half a mountain.

The supernatural being suddenly revealed its malice.

flapping its wings, it opened its beak and lunged at his face.

Solomon, the son of God, sensed the impending danger of death.

He gritted his teeth, and the blue symbol between his eyebrows suddenly shone with boundless brilliance. The aquamarine light seemed to transform into a ribbon-like fluid light, like a flowing longsword, which surged out and swirled around him, while simultaneously annihilating all the twisted lines and paint that tried to invade and engulf him.

The surrounding environment suddenly became empty.

"Giggle giggle!"

The extraordinary creature, despite its outstretched wings and screaming, could not escape being pierced and obliterated by this stream of fluid light.

Click!

The world before my eyes seemed to be under unbearable pressure to collapse.

Extremely obvious cracks appeared in the void.

It was accompanied by an extremely crisp sound.

The divine son Solomon felt a sense of weightlessness. Looking down, he realized that he was no longer standing on the tower, but in an endless, deep black hole.

A look of fear flashed in his eyes, and enveloped by a feeling of weightlessness, he plunged directly into boundless darkness.

The outstretched hand tried to grasp something, but still failed.

Only the flowing, light blue, thread-like light enveloped and protected him.

I don't know how long I fell in the darkness.

When Solomon, the son of God, was somewhat numb, a blinding white light shone into his eyes, causing him to squint instinctively.

Black and white foam reflects the light from the sky. Flowers sway in the flowerbeds. He stands on the cobblestone path, with a small river flowing gently on the other side.

The divine child Solomon exclaimed in surprise, "This is... Teacher Nightmare's dream realm, the Bubble World."

He had been here several times and remembered the environment and features.

"Not bad. There is hope on the path of becoming a dream wizard. You have the aptitude to become one."

A cold, clear voice came from behind.

Solomon turned around and saw a figure dressed in a black wizard's robe, with black and white ravens perched on his shoulders, pruning the branches of the various strange plants in the flowerbed.

Wang Ya then said, "Being able to enter the bubble world without my power protecting you shows considerable potential as a dream wizard."

A book was pulled from his pocket.

The book cover is black and has four words on it: "Fundamentals of Fantasy Dreams".

"My teacher taught me some things back then, and I think it's also suitable to pass them on to you now."

"These are the foundations: the Sword of Dreams, the Eye of Dreams, and the Senses of Dreams. You need to cultivate these before you can try to deepen your connection with the dream world, open the gaps in dreams, and become a true dream wizard."

Solomon, the Son of God, accepted the book with utmost respect.

He had a vague sense of something.

Perhaps this is what it means to pass on the torch.

The teacher was truly preparing to pass on some of the Nightmare lineage's secrets to him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel joyful.

The thirst for knowledge is something every wizard possesses.

His current strength has reached the limit of his knowledge.

The Solomon family could no longer offer him any more help.

"Thank you, Master Nightmare, for teaching me these basic spells. I will master them in the shortest possible time."

"Solomon, the Son of God, said solemnly."

"There's no need to rush. The training of a Dream Wizard is quite different from other wizarding systems. Everything depends on aptitude and understanding. If you can do it, you can do it; if you can't, no matter how hard you try or how anxious you are, it will be very difficult to achieve."

Wang Ya held a watering can and watered the colorful flowers in the flowerbed. At the same time, he released his aura to suppress the dream plants that had a bloodthirsty instinct, and directly obliterated some of the barbs and tentacles that tried to pierce his skin.

A deep voice came from deep within the flowerbed, tinged with pain, yet the speaker dared not raise it any louder.

"Alright, leave now. Come find me again after you've mastered these witchcraft techniques. Also, don't try to enter the dream world; your current abilities are hardly enough to cover your risks."

Wang Ya said something, but his tone carried a deeper meaning.

Then, with her free hand, she gently waved it.

"Students take their leave."

Solomon, the son of God, also bowed and left, showing great understanding.

However, as he had this thought and stepped back, the idea of ​​"how to leave and return to reality" also came to mind.

A light, chilly breeze caressed his face, causing his hair to flutter slightly. Solomon, the divine son, paused, staring blankly at the towering battleground before him. He then glanced at the energy shield that enveloped the sky, where white snow had piled up to an unknown depth. Within the shield, grotesque and hideous snow spirits gnawed at it, trying to break through.

On the streets, some wizards hurried along, and various buildings emitted extraordinary energy fluctuations. Not only were people very busy, but the facilities were also constantly running.

The damage caused by blizzards requires continuous and ongoing efforts to mitigate it.

The stable defense of the magic array allowed the wizards, who were eager for battle, to breathe a sigh of relief and relax.

"How wondrous! This is the path of the dream wizard, the peculiarity of the dream wizard."

A smile appeared on Solomon's face as he looked at the black book in his hand.

The path of the elemental wizard has come to a standstill.

He had already fully mastered the part of the Burning Soul inheritance that the Green Forest Wizard had given him and integrated it into his witchcraft system.

Master Nightmare did not pass on any further knowledge of elemental wizardry, and he didn't feel comfortable asking about it himself.

I believe that Teacher Yanmeng has his own reasons.

It is possible to embark on the path of a dream wizard, as one is always learning new extraordinary knowledge.

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In a bubble world.

Wang Ya put down the showerhead, her expression thoughtful.

The initial test results for the blue symbol of the Son of God, Solomon, are in.

(End of this chapter)