Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 513 [513] The Hidden Secret: The Final Battle (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Click!

The void shattered, and the barrier of the sword realm was as fragile as paper, breaking through without the slightest resistance. It was as if the combined efforts of the four Star Wizards had elevated the power to another level.

Some products of dream power in the Sword Realm, such as the boundless primeval forests, rivers, seas, and deserts, began to show signs of world destruction. The earth trembled, seismic waves radiated, volcanoes erupted, and rivers flowed backward. The already scarce ecosystems completely disappeared. Only the dream nodes of various races and creatures within the black and white fruit bubbles continued to live steadily.

Above the Sword Realm, at the center between heaven and earth, lies the enormous, suspended Sky Island platform. The massive body of the Nightmare Tree is rooted upon it, its roots and tendrils piercing the void, connecting to corners of many deeper dream realms.

It was also affected and began to tremble. Corresponding roots were pulled out from the void of the Sword Realm and flew in the air. The power of Nightmare Annihilation continued to spread and distribute, gradually occupying all the empty areas of the entire Sword Realm, forming a thick, oppressive darkness.

The world was plunged into darkness, and even the temperature was dropping rapidly under the intense concentration of Nightmare Annihilation power.

Click!

The space froze, becoming sluggish and chilly. Some of the flowing seven-colored dream power was also restricted, with most of it being swallowed by darkness. Only a small portion entered the trunk of the Nightmare Dream Tree, providing energy for the protracted tug-of-war in the process of devouring the Dream Sword.

Firelight still appeared; it was flame from outer space, a world-ending meteorite crash.

Amidst the endless light, the Dream Wizard and others also noticed the anomaly in the Sword Realm.

"Environmental magic absorbs heat and light, creating low temperatures and darkness, posing a great danger. Do not go out; fight within the Dream Fortress."

The Dream Wizard waved his hands in the air in front of him, his fingers moving as if he were manipulating something. Only the Dream Wizard could see that his fingers were connected to the core of the Dream Fortress, controlling the output of the core's dream power and its transformation.

"Not only that, our five senses, mental perception, and even some other forms of witchcraft are ineffective in the Sword Realm."

The Crimson Blood Wizard, an elemental wizard, had a solemn expression. The true spirit form that formed behind him was a giant of fire, with solid armor, a greatsword, and a shield.

The Sky Wizard gripped the Void Dagger, his pupils shimmering with an ethereal spatial energy as he surveyed the interior of the Sword Realm. Seemingly discerning something, he spoke, "I can no longer sense our authority. The Sword Realm has already been taken over by them. This is bad. We misjudged the situation. They acted faster than we anticipated. This intrusion is tantamount to the Sword Realm being their territory. Within their True Spirit Domain, we cannot replenish any particle energy, or even dream power."

It's equivalent to fighting a desperate battle with no way out!

The Blood Moon Wizard spoke up, "His aura has also vanished, and the black and white giant trees have lost their sense of presence. Everything is hidden in darkness; it was intentional on their part."

They could not find any trace of the enemy, nor could they use curse magic.

Alternatively, even if one uses images or information previously captured by the gaze to cast a curse, it can still have a significant effect on low-level wizards.

For such a powerful wizard of the same level, it was like a mere tickle; a light tap and the curse's power vanished.

boom!

The numerous cannons of the Dream Fortress fired in all directions at the darkness, seemingly intending to bombard it indiscriminately.

"We are the attackers, and the other side is the defenders. Our victory is to prevent that sword from being taken away."

"The inability to obtain natural particle energy is secondary. The Dream Fortress is there, containing my accumulated pure dream power over the years. Even if there is significant loss, it can still support your natural particle energy supply without any problem."

The Dream Wizard saw things clearly and acted decisively. He fired the secondary cannon, and a beam of energy as thick as a bucket shot out, with countless cannon muzzles. The number of these beams was well over a hundred.

There are nearly a thousand people.

When the white light is emitted, it transforms into an absolute force of distortion and annihilation, directly reversing and eroding the darkness within a certain range, bringing forth visible and perceptible light.

The main gun was even more formidable; each shot could blast open a dark area nearly ten thousand meters wide.

Darkness was like the night sky, and white light was like twinkling stars. At this moment, the stars were shining brightly, bringing even more light and illuminating the dangers lurking beneath.

Click!

A corner of the Dream Fortress began to collapse into nothingness. A nearby True Spirit Wizard was unable to resist and was eroded and swallowed by the darkness that surged in like a liquid substance.

The Sky Wizard unleashed a spell with his right hand, attempting to save the person, but it was too late.

The Dream Wizard frowned, his deep voice echoing, "This darkness is strange. It's not just distorting our senses and vision, but also some kind of area-of-effect, complex magical attack."

"There was a sudden riot just now. The enemy is controlling the darkness to erode and attack, and the attack has exceeded the current defense capacity of the Dream Fortress."

The Dream Wizard silently increased the output of pure dream power in the Dream Fortress.

The level of resistance against the witch formation has also increased.

The costs will be greater, but we must bear the consequences of misjudgment.

Darkness has taken over the entire Sword Realm. Their authority is insufficient to control the Sword Realm and the Sword Nurturing Array. Even at such close range, they cannot sense or respond to the central hub of the Witch Array.

In reality, battles between wizards can involve encroaching on the natural environment to obtain more energy and overwhelm the enemy.

The realm of the True Spirit and the abilities of the True Spirit are derivatives of this characteristic.

In the dream world, the Sword Realm is like a special environment occupied by enemies, and even the Divine Dream Wizard cannot replenish any natural dream power.

"Whether it's a trap or a way to break this tattered net remains to be seen." The Sky Wizard sneered, then took out another item from his sleeve pocket. It was another Void Blade. Unlike the original Void Blade, the second one, although also made of metal, had a strange cyan color.

Grasping the cyan and gray-white Void Blade, the Sky Wizard's aura was noticeably stronger than before.

"These petty scoundrels, hiding in the shadows, have entered your territory and are still so pathetic. Are they ashamed to be seen, or are they afraid?"

The mocking voice came from the Sky Wizard's mouth, and the two empty blades clashed together, creating a crisp, resonant sound.

Strangely, the sound, though very small and subtle, traveled a great distance, making it clear to every wizard present and instilling a sense of inexplicable panic in them.

That is the powerlessness and fear of one's own life, an existence beyond one's control.

This sound carries immense terror.

call!

Heavy breathing, accompanied by the pervasive smell of blood, filled the air. On the prairie, which was as tall as trees, McCree's mangled body lay on the ground, stained with filthy blood and blue mud, and his skin was gradually being stained blue.

The invasion of the dream world had already begun, but he didn't care. He just showed a tired smile. "I survived. I finally survived. I won't die here. I said I would live on, become a True Spirit Wizard, become a Star Wizard, and climb all the way to the top."

"I am willing to pay any price for this, whether it be humiliation, humiliation, cowardice, or hatred. I am willing to accept anything that can help me achieve my goal."

Around him, several wolf carcasses were also badly mutilated, with their fur and flesh torn and damaged.

McCree had blood and bits of flesh at the corner of his mouth, and his body was covered in new scratches, some so severe that you could see bone and the throbbing of his internal organs.

The heart had been bitten open with a large gash, and even the neck was broken, leaving only a few blood vessels stuck together with flesh and blood, making it look extremely ferocious and terrifying.

The powerful physique of a blood wizard, along with numerous spells that passively affect the body, supports the strength of the physical form and heals injuries that would have been fatal to an ordinary wizard.

"You beasts are not capable of killing me."

McCree was also considering his options for the future.

The current crisis is not yet completely over.

Being in this environment presents the greatest danger.

Finding a real-world anchor is easier said than done. He is neither a dream wizard nor does he possess the power of a true spirit wizard, which allows him to forcibly break through the gap and return to reality.

"What exactly is going on? As a dream wizard at the level of a star wizard, the Great Wizard of Divine Dreams shouldn't be sitting idly by."

"Who exactly is the enemy, and what has happened to the Pale Hand in reality?"

McCree was filled with questions and confusion.

More thoughts were swirling in my mind.

The fact that they survived and didn't die immediately speaks volumes.

We can only wait and see; life and death are no longer in his hands.

"Power!"

His eyes were deep and he sighed.

In the other black and white bubbles, many of the Pale Hand's apprentice wizards were in danger; some died among the native dream creatures, while others survived.

What they all need to consider is what to do if they face the threat posed by the dream world itself.

"This feeling of powerlessness is really unpleasant and unbearable."

Zetian leaned against a huge black tree and tore off a piece of his robe to bind his broken arm. Given his physical recovery ability, it wasn't a serious injury, but it was only after escaping the swamp crisis and spending a day and a night there that the previous injury had affected his mobility.

Asuna was equally disheveled, her fair skin covered in swamp grime. She didn't care, simply sitting on the ground, recovering her strength, trying to squeeze out more bio-energy.

Elemental and energy magic cannot be used on external objects, but magic that enhances oneself and has a medium can still be effective to some extent.

The feeling of powerlessness, of having one's life and death determined by others, also arose in her heart.

"Just survive, and we'll talk about it when things change."

Asuna sneered, "There will always be a result."

Either the Pale Hands won, or it was the person behind it all who caused this.

With the five Star Wizards acting as the anchors of stability, along with hundreds of other official wizards, they will surely react.

"Yes, there will always be a result, but I don't know which result you are hoping for," Zetian asked meaningfully.

Too much time has passed.

Asuna believed that the Pale Hand was very likely to lose.

The next thing to consider is survival, to live and live until the purpose of the person behind the scenes is revealed, so as to achieve that purpose.

Pessimistic thoughts and good thoughts are both meaningless now.

So she replied, "Which one are you hoping for?"

Zetian smiled without saying a word, then lay down on the ground in a spread-eagle position. As he turned to the side, his usually smiling face became extremely solemn.

His deep eyes were deep in thought.

Between the Pale Hand and the mastermind behind it all, it seems the latter has the upper hand at present.

A day and a night had passed; if the Pale Hand had won, they should have been rescued long ago.

However, his understanding of the dream world surpasses that of Asuna, and time cannot measure or confirm this.

The dream world is bizarre and mysterious. Is the place they inhabit truly a dream world in the conventional sense, or a dream world created by some unknown means? Even within the same dream world space, the distance, environment, and definition of time all make a huge difference.

Just like the vast starry universe, full of unknown mysteries, the definitions of space and time cannot be controlled.

"The Five Star Wizards are the pillars of stability on this land; no one can rival them unless the enemy has a numerical advantage among the Star Wizards. However, this is too sudden and doesn't seem like the work of the Royal Palace or the Ancient Heart."

"Who exactly is the enemy?" Ze Tian's eyes were deep and he couldn't figure it out, but he believed that the Pale Hand would not lose and was hiding the biggest secret, a secret that he himself had been digging out and exploring.

Even if all five Star Wizards are dead, as long as that secret exists, the Pale Hand will never lose.

Ze Tian felt the cold temperature emanating from his palm. A strange smile appeared on his lips, but he didn't touch it. He remained calm, lying on the ground recovering his strength.

It's not the right time yet.

However, Pale Hand's ordeal did create an opportunity for him.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Does the secret truly exist?

Ze Tian licked his lips. Once a secret is known to others, it is no longer a secret.

He'd been with the Pale Hand for long enough; he was already fed up with it.

I hope I won't disappoint him.

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The strange sound produced by the collision of the two empty blades began to spread and extend beyond the Divine Dream Fortress. Very quickly, almost the instant it appeared, it enveloped every aspect of the Sword Realm, even the existence of the extreme cold of darkness and the inability to suppress it.

The Nightmare Wizard, deep within the darkness, frowned slightly and looked over.

(End of this chapter)