Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 473 [473] Gray Brandy, the Black Soul King, Makes His Move

During the development of the virtual-real amplification generator, Wang Ya even incorporated some of his inherited knowledge and technology about fission channels into it, which added more functions to the generator.

That is, the ultimate control and influence authority, which is based on his leadership.

Furthermore, through the generator, he can incorporate the entire virtual-real replacement magic array into his own power; that is, by combining it with some of his magic techniques and methods derived from the fission path and fission fire core, he can achieve a unique amplification.

This kind of increase can have a dual impact, benefiting both the virtual and the real.

"The wider the range of the witch array's influence, the greater the amplification I receive. Borrowing energy from beneath the earth's veins, the illusory realm contains the myriad races that exist based on the witch array. The dream power derived from their consciousness and soul is pure and incomparably powerful."

In this way, even if someone else wants to change the reality of the magic array from a virtual perspective, it will not be able to replace the actual result.

Unless one possesses the power of a Dream Wizard at the third level of the Radiant Moon.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to defeat him.

The time, place and people are favorable.

Everything is satisfied now; only the final result remains.

The period of heavy snowfall is an unexpected variable; whether it brings benefits or harm depends entirely on how individuals utilize it.

The Ghostlight Wizard smoothed a strand of hair, his dark pupils reflecting the mechanically beautiful generator, as if he were deep in thought.

His fair face also showed signs of fatigue.

For wizards, staying up all night is a common occurrence.

With extraordinary physical and mental strength, even going a month without sleep or rest wouldn't pose much of a problem.

However, mental fatigue cannot be resolved by other means.

High-intensity experiments, continuous all-nighters, and research without rest can subtly lead to potential mental health issues.

After careful consideration, Wang Ya decided not to let the Ghost Light Wizard take charge of the installation of the device.

He already had someone else in mind.

Furthermore, the Ghostlight Wizard does indeed need a short break and a period of rest.

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The headquarters of the Black Tower.

Inside the battlefield space of the fighting arena.

The thick, gray chains seemed to connect to the sky, disappearing into the clouds and wrapping around the moon. The silky, fluid clouds undulated constantly, pulling out irregular shadows of the ruins of an ancient kingdom.

Two figures stood atop the city wall at the entrance to the kingdom's city and at the highest point of the royal palace ruins, one dressed in a black wizard's robe and the other in a blue wizard's robe, both bearing the same wizarding faction emblem.

"I won't lose to you. I will win. Qiuqiu and Dong belong to me. She can never be happy with you."

Despite being separated by a distance as vast as the entire city, the figure in the blue wizard's robe standing on the high wall at the city gate seemed to be able to clearly see the appearance of the tiny black dot. With angry eyes, the deep voice swept on the wind and reached the location of the figure in the black wizard's robe.

He did not respond. His fair and handsome face was expressionless. His dark eyes stared calmly ahead, as if he were standing there aimlessly, his hair flying freely in the wind.

However, upon closer inspection, one can detect a hint of speechlessness beneath his dark eyes.

If a woman truly likes someone, no matter what method she uses, it cannot change her thoughts and ideas.

Everything depends on her own efforts to change and make choices.

The guy who fought him to the death had meditated and cultivated for many years, raising his strength to the level of a formal wizard, yet he came to fight him to the death right away. Call it foolish or infatuated, but it was definitely a wrong thing to do.

Black Soul King Aya had forgotten his name, only knowing that he was a member of the Qiuqiu Dong family; perhaps in his eyes, this was the most important thing in his path as a wizard.

Black Soul King Ya slowly raised his right hand, his palm was fair and slender, but his nails were as black as ink.

It's nothing more than a life-or-death struggle.

This also serves as a good opportunity to test his current level of strength.

How many seconds would it take to defeat a fully-fledged wizard from a powerful wizarding force?

My initial estimate, and I'm being a bit conservative, is that he should be able to resolve it within thirty seconds.

Demonstrating one's strength can increase one's own value, and in a wizarding faction, doing so is quite necessary.

[Notification: Battlefield loading complete, this battle has begun.]

The voice of the Spirit of Battle appeared in their ears.

Almost simultaneously, before the Spirit of Battle's voice had completely faded, the two made their move.

Its own bio-force field spread out like a radiation radar.

Terrifying particle energy surged forth from every part of the body, from the pores of every hair.

A powerful spiritual force, forming an invisible medium, rippled out from the sea of ​​consciousness and combined with particle energy.

Elemental magic, with its distorting properties affecting reality, such as fire, gales, and waves, began to appear in the void within a minimum range of 100 meters, creating a massive spectacle that almost occupied an entire area of ​​the sky.

A catastrophe, seemingly apocalyptic, occurred as two super-powerful particle energy radiators unleashed their immense power.

They both harbored the idea of ​​unleashing their strongest power to directly suppress the other.

There was no strategy or rhythm whatsoever.

There were quite a few wizards watching this battle. Whether they considered Adam the Dark Soul King as their future opponent or were on the same side as Adam the Dark Soul King, they all cared a great deal about this life-or-death struggle.

Even one of the three Moonlit Wizards of the Black Tower split off a clone and focused its attention on the battlefield.

"The time for the Star Wars Tournament is drawing ever closer. My disciple, can you do what no young wizard in the past has been able to do and become the most outstanding and youngest Star Wizard in the Black Tower?"

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A primitive city.

The thick snow had submerged all four sides of the city.

Even the areas facing the primeval forests of the mountains are covered with an unimaginable amount of snow, leveling the difference between the mountain's height and the plains.

"It seems that the so-called blizzard season is nothing special."

Standing atop the city wall, overlooking the snow that almost reached the highest point of the city, the young man, dressed in a gray wizard's robe, with a cold expression and dark gray eyes, withdrew his gaze.

The snowflakes continued to fall, but they could never reach the very top of the primitive city.

The transparent energy ripples formed by the giant witch array shield, inverted like an eggshell, cause the snow to flow along the arc outside the city. If the height reaches the required level, the witch array will transform it into an extreme high-temperature spell to melt the snow.

Grey Brandy turned around, looked at Diana Brandy behind him, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

"Sister, what happened to those wizards in the Underdark?"

(End of this chapter)