Wizards pursue the truth

The myriad colors of the world are not limited to what the naked eye can observe.

Wizards embark on a path of evolution and transformation, becoming extraordinary, able to see thousands or even tens of thousands of colors with both their naked eyes and mental perception.

The dream world also has complex colors, intertwined and distorted, and is deeper and more vibrant than reality, carrying a sense of pollution.

This is also the process of dream corruption, which affects people constantly. If an ordinary person enters it, even for just a moment, they will be corrupted into a native creature of the dream world and will never be able to return to reality.

For those with extraordinary powers, the infection process will take longer.

A true wizard's spiritual power can resist for a long time, remaining unaffected and even breaking through the gap between the dream world and reality. By reflecting a corner of the dream world onto reality, the anchor point can be determined for return.

Of course, if you don't find a familiar corner of the dream world and forcibly break through the dream world to return to reality, your location will be unknown, and you may not even be on the wizard's home planet.

At this moment, all the official wizards of the Pale Hand and the Star Wizards were mobilized, invading a corner of the dream from reality and then traversing the chaotic, colorful, and polluted dream space.

The true spiritual power belonging to a formal wizard radiates a dazzling light, like countless small suns, vying for attention and possessing an undeniable presence that attracts the attention of all living beings.

The current true spirit power is far more than a hundred. With the ten thousand years of accumulated power of the Pale Hand, the number of formal wizards currently existing has reached an astonishing two to three hundred.

The five materialized true spirit characteristics—whether trees, flames, or a chaotic cloud of space—eliminated all the dream-induced alienation and erosion along the way, revealing the full power of the Star Wizard.

The Dream Wizard took the lead, his pupils glowing with an eerie pale light, carrying a captivating and strange charm. Even a formal wizard could not look at his face and gaze at this moment.

In what was once a calm and superficial corner of the dream, all the dream bodies reflected by real beings vanished. He saw a deeper layer of the dream, and saw a strange black tree root tendril extending out from the dream void and piercing into the corresponding corner of the dream.

"We've finally caught you red-handed."

"Damn it, now let's see where you run to."

Under the halo of the Divine Dream, the perspectives of all formal wizards and Star Wizards overlapped to a certain extent; what the Divine Dream Wizards could see, they could also see simultaneously, and some hot-tempered formal wizards immediately started cursing.

"Those petty scoundrels only know how to hide. I will take their heads and grind their souls to death."

The Blue Shield Wizard snorted coldly, and the true spirit image he presented was a rough and huge humanoid figure with animalistic features. The most distinctive features were the fangs on its mouth, the single horn between its eyebrows, and the eight thick arms that seemed capable of plucking stars and grasping the moon. Just one glance was enough to sense the primal bestiality and ferocity of ancient times.

With the aura of power, he was able to unleash his full strength. After locking onto the tentacle, he broke through the distorted lines of the dream void. The color bindings stained him, and he transformed into a gray flame like a shooting star, falling to a corner of that dream. The form conjured by the power of true spirit, with its thick arms, grabbed the deeply hidden black root tentacle of the fission path.

"Open it!"

He roared, unleashing terrifying power and the raw, primal force of his bloodline!

The dream world seemed to be collapsing.

A chasm-like crack appeared in a corner of that dreamscape, revealing a deeper power within the dream space. Light scattered, creating a kaleidoscope of colors far beyond what the naked eye could perceive, forming bizarre scenes. These were landscapes of a dream world existing at an unknown distance, where powerful dream creatures also existed. Upon noticing the presence of the Blue Shield Wizard, one of these colossal creatures raised its head, its beastly eyes coldly glancing at the wizard. The scene then vanished under the wizard's control, preventing further observation.

The Blue Shield Wizard's purpose was not these dream world landscapes that he had observed by chance.

He forcefully broke through the gap between the dream world and the real world, and through the roots of the Nightmare Tree captured in this corner of the dream, he forcibly broke the gap's limitations, allowing the surface dream world to appear; the deeper second layer of dream space also revealed its mysteries and wonders.

"I've finally found you."

During this process, the Blue Shield Wizard also discovered a corner of the outer dream formed by many sword-nurturing arrays, where the pale-handed wizard's figure was experiencing dangers from various native creatures.

He ignored it and looked deeper, where the figure of the Sword Realm had already appeared. Countless black root-like tendrils, like a network, were intertwined and densely distributed around the Sword Realm as well as the outer second layer of the Dream World floating in the void.

Complex, polluted clouds floated in the sky; the Sword Realm was like a gust of wind, unrestrained by anything.

At this moment, the roots and tendrils of the Nightmare Tree firmly locked it, preventing it from wandering into the second layer of the dream void.

The Dream Wizard saw everything clearly and understood it all in an instant.

His eyes immediately turned gloomy and cold.

If the original Sword Realm was formed by the Sword Nurturing Array and connected to the Pale Hand Wizarding Force through the various rune looping techniques of the illusory wizarding array, the Sword Realm was like a kite floating in the air. It was precisely because of the existence of the kite string that it did not break free from the control of the Pale Hand Wizarding Force. It could also take advantage of the unpredictable nature of the sky in the deep space of the dream world to make it invisible and unobservable to certain people.

But now, this line has been entangled and forcibly severed by these black root tentacles, forming new lines that have pulled the kite away.

The remaining thread still exists, so they can use the traces of the real-world anchor point to discover the existence of another thread in reverse.

No, this isn't a string, it's another kite, a kite that will eat the kite.

The Dream Wizard gazed at the black and white trees that seemed to connect heaven and earth, illuminated by the light of the dream. The roots of the trees were completely embedded in the Sword Realm, continuously absorbing everything from the Sword Realm's origin and pulling the Sword Realm into the tree's body. In a daze, he seemed to see a gaping maw with fangs on the tree's body, chewing and swallowing everything from the Sword Realm bit by bit.

His eyes immediately reddened, and extreme anger and hatred welled up in his heart.

This sword, this sword is everything to their pale hands.

How could it be stolen by such a clown and conspirator?

The two sudden, almost imperceptible sensations were definitely reminders from the sword world; his teacher's sword was trying to warn him, but he failed to notice.

The Dream Wizard was breathing heavily, his chest heaving. He now recalled that a year ago, when he impulsively investigated the Sword Nurturing Array, the thread he saw and the feeling of holding it might have been simulated by the other party.

"You have so insulted my pale hands, so desecrated my master's body, I will obliterate your soul and spirit here."

The wizard seemed to lose his composure and rationality at this moment. The Dream Wizard unleashed his full power of dream energy, and his core of dreams crossed the gap in the dream world and squeezed in.

It was an enormous city, entirely pale white, like a war fortress, with cannons constructed using various wizarding technologies. The city gates and walls bore the marks of impacts from dream creatures, as well as traces of blood and corrosion. The antiquity and power of the Dream Wizards were unmistakable, with the marks of history etched upon it, exuding a profound and weighty aura, having withstood countless dream calamities.

Pure white light radiated outwards from the Dream Wizard in a fan shape. Every formal wizard clearly felt his power and the anger in his heart. They were also infected by him. Under the Dream Wizard's power and the halo of the Dream Wizard, they transformed into streams of light and flowed into their respective corners of the dream.

That is the most important node in the illusion-replacement witch formation. Once it is breached, it will have a great impact on the witch formation, and may even completely sever the lines formed by the roots and tendrils of the black and white trees.

The Dream Wizard lost his composure and rationality, but that doesn't mean he lost his basic judgment about the situation and the appropriate actions.

He still made relatively correct arrangements.

Most of the formal wizards went to the corresponding nodes.

With overwhelming numbers and superior strength, they destroyed those nodes of the dream array.

The remaining group of formal wizards following behind the five Star Wizards numbered around ten. They were all veteran formal wizards, the strongest among the formal wizards, and had the potential to advance to Star Wizards.

The Blue Shield Wizard was the first to approach the sword realm.

The Four Star Wizards and the Ten Formal Wizards entered the Dream Territory of the Dream Wizards; the ancient, cold war fortresses and cities transformed into star debris wreathed in flames like falling meteorites, breaking free of the colored lines binding the dream void and rushing straight towards the Sword Realm. At this moment, even the barriers of the second-layer dream space melted, and many affected second-layer dream creatures disappeared without a trace, unable to utter a single scream or wail.

This is the raging fire of the pale hand.

The dark wizard stood calmly with her hands behind her back, her robes fluttering, her black robes seemingly blending into the distorted colors of the surrounding dreamlike void; her gaze was lowered as she stood at the entrance to the node of the dream space, with no formal wizards behind her, her dark and deep pupils reflecting the numerous flowing light figures that kept appearing and enlarging.

The true spiritual power belonging to a formal wizard shattered the peace.

In terms of numbers, there were at least thirty people.

Dark particle energy surged forth from his robes, gradually forming a condensed and shrunken elemental form belonging to the Dark Wizard behind him; its power would be greater and more agile than that of an ordinary elemental form.

Based on the elemental true form secret techniques revealed by the divine son Solomon at the conquest banquet, a general approach was developed focusing on this direction.

A fully-fledged wizard with a heart set on conquest will be at least 30% stronger than before.

"It seems there's no trouble as expected."

The Dark Wizard thought to himself that all the trouble and pressure were with the Nightmare Wizard.

It's not hard to see that the Pale Hand Wizard's goal is to gather the most powerful forces, destroy the source, and thus reverse everything.

Chi Chi!

As the Dark Condensed Elemental True Form departed from the vicinity of the Dark Wizard's body, the dream power of the dream void seemed unaffected, everything remaining silent, though in reality it had been completely distorted by the power of the Dark True Spirit.

In addition, there are the powers granted by the Nightmare Ancient Tree through the Nightmare Calamity Mark.

The Dark Condensed Elemental True Form appeared directly in front of the numerous formal wizards who had surged forward. Before they could even notice, it clasped its hands together and raised them high, where terrifying particle energy was also gathering and forming a dark-colored sphere.

From the appearance of the spell, it is a highly condensed dark elemental particle energy combined with some characteristics of fire elemental particle energy, which makes this spell more destructive and pervasive.

"Enemy attack! Danger! Retreat quickly! There's something strange about this elemental true form."

The leader of the Pale Hand's official wizarding group was a veteran official wizard. He might not be the strongest, but he had experienced a great deal in wizarding battles and was very experienced. He sensed something was wrong, and a life-or-death crisis appeared in his mind. When he expressed his mental fluctuations, he retreated as quickly as possible, leaving his current location and the void path he was on.

boom!

A dark light was emanating, and everything it touched began to corrode and perish. Life was suppressed, and even the true spiritual power of formal wizards was suppressed. It was as if there was a higher level of power within the light formed by the magic, a power that they could not understand.

"what!"

The true spiritual power of each formal wizard was largely extinguished and depleted, and they themselves were also severely injured, letting out mournful screams.

The impact extends from the corrosive effects on the flesh and blood cells to the erosion and severance of the soul and spirit; this is a multi-faceted attack. When the true body enters the dream world, death is also a true death.

Under this sudden and terrifying witchcraft, three or four unfortunate professional wizards were reduced to dust in the past, leaving no trace.

"This is a hostile Star Wizard. Damn it, we've actually encountered a Star Wizard."

The pale wizards scattered in terror, screaming. The difference between them was like heaven and earth. They couldn't understand why there were Star Wizards in other dream nodes.

The five Star Wizards, who joined forces to suppress the Sword Realm, possess such terrifying power. How could they place Star Wizard-level combat power in other dream nodes? Even if they are important, they are completely incomparable to the Sword Realm. Once it is broken, all conspiracies and schemes will become nothing but illusions.

"Run! The rival Star Wizard is coming after us!"

The veteran, officially recognized wizard who was leading the group raised his neck and roared, then turned and ran. Even as he shouted, he had already fled to the farthest area. He had reached the pinnacle of his skill in escaping and surviving on the battlefield time and time again.

After crushing the two True Spirit Wizards, the Dark Wizard glanced over, somewhat surprised, but didn't pay much attention. He stood at the entrance of a corner of the Dream Node, waiting for further developments.

The Dark Wizard remained calm. She had absolute trust in the Nightmare Wizard; she believed his arrangements would not be wrong.

He believed that if he could single-handedly guard the main sword realm, then there would be no problem at all.

In another dream node space, a terrifying purple sword light severed the basic connection of dream power between the second layer of dream space. The Netherworld Fire burned along the way, incinerating all existing matter and illusion into nothingness. What a terrifying sword strike! One after another, pale-handed formal wizards fled from this dream node space in a desperate manner, their faces filled with fear and shock.

A Star Wizard is here? What a joke! Even if their numbers doubled to a hundred, they still wouldn't be a match for a single Star Wizard.

However, it was too late. The purple sword light struck many of them the moment it appeared, and they began to dissolve and die during their flight. In an instant, they vanished without a trace.

The Netherworld Wizard Polaris slowly retracted the Netherworld Sword and integrated it into its body. The purple flames that filled the sky also surged in, and were completely absorbed by its thin lips.

Standing behind her, Xingcai's beautiful eyes widened, her fingers covering her small mouth as she stared in shock at the scene, then at her teacher's back. How powerful, how terrifying!

No wonder the teacher was able to become the Nightmare Wizard's rival when he was young.

The name of the Netherworld Wizard is also renowned in the heart of conquest.

She has the ability to prove all of this.

Even the Nightmare Wizard had a bitter battle with the Netherworld Wizard in the past.

Although, in the end, the Nightmare Wizard still won.

But at least the Netherworld Wizard can still pursue the figure of the Nightmare Wizard, and will not become just a written record of the past.

You have disappointed me greatly.

The Netherworld Wizard turned to look at Xingcai and said coldly, "Your performance at the Conquest Banquet was inferior to that of too many others. Solomon, the Divine Child, is a disciple of the Nightmare Wizard. You are no match for him and cannot match his brilliance. I can understand that."

"The Green Goblin Wizard is an anomaly, a contemporary of mine, yet you actually lost to the disciple of the Rhine Wizard Sue and the disciple of the Is Wizard. Do you think you can ever reach that level in your lifetime?"

Xingcai's eyes dimmed, and she lowered her head. "Teacher, I've let you down."

The Netherworld Wizard's expression was cold. "Your time is running out. After this mission, I will break through to the Star Wizard level."

Worry appeared in Xingcai's eyes. Breaking through to the Star Wizard realm was a major hurdle on the path of a wizard, and every breakthrough was the same, becoming increasingly difficult as one progressed. Would she be able to succeed safely? What if she failed?!

No, the teacher will not fail.

Xingcai believed in the name of the Netherworld Wizard.

Polaris sighed, her usually cold voice gradually becoming somewhat trembling, "Do as you please. The path of a wizard can only be walked alone in the end. You will understand this sooner or later."

Polaris felt a little lost. Her disciple was very much like her and was learning from her in every way.

This includes temperament, attire, appearance, and even witchcraft.

All of that aside, his emotional side is also incredibly bizarre.

Surprisingly, she met Ariana, the disciple of the Rhine Wizard Sull. Polaris's eyes flickered for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and finally she sighed again.

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Solomon, the Divine Child, took a deep breath and looked at the true spirit forms appearing in the dream void in the distance. The pressure was immense for the many Limit Wizard Apprentices behind him, including himself. This was no small number of wizards, and each of the opposing wizards possessed the strength of a formal wizard.

However, this is also a challenge. With the existence of the illusory and real witch array and the continuous supply of particle energy from the Nightmare Calamity Mark, the possibility of them holding the line is still very high.

The magic array can help them share a large portion of the pressure.

Moreover, every single one of the Limit Wizard apprentices present was on the verge of breaking through their limits, and could advance to become a formal wizard at any time.

The image of the Nightmare Wizard appeared in Solomon's mind, along with the experiments and research he conducted in the wizard's laboratory, assisting and cooperating with him. Those experiences were extremely valuable to him, difficult to access, and provided many ideas, laying a more solid foundation.

Instead of using the legendary blood potion to break through, he focused on consolidating his foundation and strengthening his abilities; he is now far stronger than he was before.

"Even if you die in battle, you can be resurrected by the Nightmare Wizard and accumulate a lot of Cataclysm Points. It's just another battle."

The Fire Lion Wizard's disciple, 'Mai', spoke with a solemn expression and his words were powerful and full of fighting spirit.

Yes!

Even if you die in battle, you can be resurrected. It just takes a long time to recover your strength. What is there to be afraid of?

Every ultimate wizard apprentice's eyes turned cold, and their fighting spirit rose.

The ones who should be afraid are the group of Star Wizards on the other side.

"Then let's fight!"

The divine son Solomon shouted, and the particle energy behind him gathered, gradually forming an elemental true body that possessed the characteristics of his power; it was not a simple Burning Silence elemental true body, but a Burning Slaughter elemental true body formed by mixing the proportions of 'Slaughter Particle Energy' that he had thoroughly researched with the help of the Nightmare Wizard.

The wizards behind them also used their magic, their magic arrays emitting black and white halos that empowered them, giving them a trace of true spirit power that could inflict the same magical damage as true spirit wizards.

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The war between the Pale Hand and the Heart of Conquest, as well as the struggle for the various nodes of the magic array that alternates between reality and illusion, has fully begun.

There were fallen nodes, and also a large number of dead Pale Hand Wizards. Their remains, like falling meteorites, shone brightly and disappeared into the dream void.

Some lucky Conqueror wizards are even able to find the corpses of opposing official wizards.

Upon returning to reality, the corpse of a formal wizard will bring substantial rewards, whether it be the traces of the wizarding path or the items he may have carried, all of which are rich and enviable.

This also heightened the interest of many more extreme wizard apprentices.

Death is not terrible.

Given enough Cataclysm Points, the Nightmare Wizard can resurrect them.

What's truly terrifying is that in such a war, one fails to gain enough benefits and instead pays an even greater price.

As a result, the Limit Wizard apprentices became increasingly frenzied, even actively chasing after the Pale Hand's official wizards to fight.

Wang Ya also released the Netherworld Wizard Puppet, which guarded two important dream nodes not far from the Divine Blood Wizard, resisting numerous skilled hostile formal wizards.

It might not cause much damage, but the possibility of an opposing official wizard bypassing the Netherworld Puppet and disrupting a key node in the dream is almost zero.

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The Nightmare Wizard took in everything, and as his mind raced, he realized the Pale Hand Wizard's strategic error; the other party seemed to have misunderstood something, or perhaps underestimated his desire for conquest.

Taking the Sword Realm as his primary objective is indeed correct, but destroying other important nodes would cause significant losses and trouble, making it difficult for him to devour the Dream Sword and the Sword Realm.

It will take much longer, and the traces of the anchor points connecting to reality will not be broken.

To be precise, to be on the safe side, we should first eliminate the smaller dream node spaces, cut off the source of the sword realm's power, and thus weaken its power.

Then, we'll focus on eliminating the last core of the Sword Realm and killing him. After that, everything will be settled.

The opponent skipped the previous steps and launched a full-scale attack to suppress them.

"I see, I was underestimated."

The Nightmare Wizard remained calm, a slight smile playing on his lips. His gaze swept across the room, spotting the Blue Shield Wizard who was tearing through the dream space and wreaking havoc along the black root veins.

"You scoundrels, die!"

The Blue Shield Wizard's roar echoed throughout the void outside the Sword Realm. The colossal giant's body, with its eight arms, seemed to have grasped the gap in the Sword Realm and tore it open. The huge hole grew larger and larger, and a large amount of seven-colored dream power leaked out from the hole like breath.

Its ferocious head and fangs, along with its single horn, seemed to possess absolute hardness and sharpness, easily piercing through even the dream void. It then extended a gigantic hand, ignoring the vast distance, and reached out to grab Wang Ya.

Shadows obscured the sky, and the colossal Nightmare Tree, stirred to its madness behind the Nightmare Archmage, swayed violently.