Wizards pursue the truth

Everyone has their own value, whether to themselves or to others.

The greater the value, the more important it is, and the more indispensable it is.

Sometimes, emotions and the closeness of relationships can be considered as values, but this is more limited to a few specific people.

To Wang Ya, the value of those Pale Hand Wizard Apprentices in the square was that they served as a competitive force, urging the original Wizard members of the Conquest Heart to work harder, climb higher, and unleash their full potential.

An overly comfortable environment and abundant resources can lead to a loss of ambition and stagnation.

This principle applies to all intelligent life forms.

Wang Ya's interests are not entirely aligned with those of the core members of the Conquest Hearts faction.

After destroying the Pale Hand, all the resources and benefits belonged to him, including the original population and low-level wizards.

Joining the Heart of Conquest and becoming a new wizard within it will be inevitable.

The more members the natural disaster group grows, the more benefits it will bring to Wang Ya.

The loading of the True Spirit, the consciousness and soul, will enhance the Black King's own computational and operational capabilities, making the expansion of the Bubble World more efficient. Along with this, the scale and potential of the Nightmare Bubble Platform will increase simultaneously, until more otherworldly realms are excavated from the World Altar, making it a truly unique God Space that spans across the heavens.

That was what Wang Ya hoped for, and it was an ambition that was being realized.

He doesn't care about many things or people; they are mostly people from his past memories.

For the new generation, the only thing that Wang Ya cares about is the value of their new blood from natural disasters.

pat!

The sea breeze swept across the island, bringing a salty, damp feeling. The windows, with their gaps, were not completely closed. At this moment, the sea breeze gently pattered against the walls.

The curtains swayed up and down, long, slender fingers brushed away a strand of white hair from the corner of her eye, and her dark eyes, as deep as a dark spring, seemed to see through the distance of the walls and space, landing on the uneasy and anxious wizard apprentices in the square, whose hearts were filled with unease because of the unknown future.

Whether this seemingly insignificant move will have an effect depends on what surprises these little guys can bring me.

Most of these wizarding apprentices were neither associated with the high-ranking wizards of the Pale Hand nor were they descendants of their wizarding families.

—A certain level of cleanliness

The fact that I've survived to this day proves my exceptional abilities and good fortune.

With the current desire for conquest and the dramatic expansion of territory and resources, even True Spirit Wizards find it difficult to remain calm, let alone their corresponding internal power groups, wizard families, and so on. If human ambition and expansion are not curbed, they will have no limits and may even affect some of their interests.

These tenacious and capable little guys are sure to survive well in today's competitive environment and bring a unique kind of vitality.

"Factions, Powers, Families, Groups," the Nightmare Wizard suddenly uttered, then chuckled, seemingly laughing at something unintelligible.

"If we're talking about power, I am the one with the greatest power, the one who will divide and control the fruits of victory."

The Nightmare Wizard raised his right hand, his skin was fair, his fingers were long and slender, and he was incredibly powerful. Even a slight tilt of his force could cause mountains thousands or tens of thousands of meters high to collapse instantly.

If one uses the Primal Force Body and applies control over the force, one can achieve the maximum force burst with the minimum output of true spirit power.

To some extent, the Primal Force Magic Body can achieve effects comparable to, or even surpass, those of a series of consecutive, multiple instances of the Material Stacking Magic.

Of course, if time accumulates and there is enough mass and energy, the material accumulation of great witchcraft will become incredibly terrifying. In extreme cases, it will be so terrifying that even the caster himself will no longer be able to control it, turning it into an out-of-control forbidden area until everything is destroyed.

This is a forbidden power.

The part of the Apollo Mountains that once existed on the continent of Shan Hai may have been merely a periphery.

The natural environmental wonders created by the Great Wizard of Deep Blue through the stacking of matter and his great magic far surpassed the quality level of that part of the mountain range.

Could he create a similar spectacle and completely control the great sorcery of material stacking...? Wang Ya gripped his right hand, clenched it into a fist, his eyes gleaming, revealing an ambition almost without reservation.

Perhaps it cannot be done now, but who can be sure about the future?

The legendary deeds of many wizards from the glorious era... Now he walks on the path of legend, a follower, a climber, and even more so, aspiring to surpass them.

"Of the three great wizard bodies, how does my path compare to that of the legendary great wizards of the past? At least, I will persevere until I reach the end of the legendary path, to see a more magnificent landscape, and to witness more life forms and special beings."

The Nightmare Wizard stretched out his palm, and Harak opened his beak and obediently jumped onto it.

As the Nightmare Wizard stood up from his chair, his height increased, and Harak's field of vision also increased accordingly.

The Nightmare Wizard stood by the window again, looking at the environment of the island outside. The salty sea breeze hit him in the face, his white hair flew in the wind, and his robes bulged. His gaze could not only reach the island, but also the clouds and mist at the end of the horizon, where the sea and sky met. It seemed to transcend the limits of his vision, and he longed for that infinite world.

"This world is really big, Harak. Perhaps only you can accompany me all the way and witness the vastness of the world with me."

"Cock-a-doodle-doo!" Harak opened its beak with great joy and let out a clear and melodious chirp.

—Yes, Master.

—I've always been here, and I'll always be with you.

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The wizard apprentices knew their fate was no longer in their own hands. Even though the mysterious black-and-white winged raven spoke of the Nightmare Wizard's mercy in offering them a choice, no one would be foolish enough to refuse. The moment the choice was given, the outcome was already predetermined.

"At least we survived, and we even joined the wizarding faction of the Nightmare Wizard, becoming one of our own."

In the square, a wizard apprentice, seeing the gloomy and oppressive atmosphere, took the initiative to shout, but it didn't elicit much of a response; at most, many wizard apprentices glanced at him.

The person who spoke was none other than Rex. To survive in the dream node environment, one must either be very lucky or extremely outstanding in every aspect, making him one of the more powerful apprentices.

Numerous cold gazes converged upon him, and Rick nearly lost his senses, his mind going completely blank.

"Teacher Rick."

The fear in the eyes of the group of young wizards hiding behind Rick had increased.

They survived entirely by luck.

Rex forced a smile. "It's alright. Everyone is alive and can still join the Heart of Conquest. The future is undoubtedly bright. How wise Lord Nightmare Wizard is! Your families and friends will all be here. The only ones who died were a bunch of Pale Hand rebels."

"We are wizards preparing for war. Rebellion means certain death. Look forward."

"Good, very good, you said it very well." The Black King said loudly, a surprised smile on his face. He nodded at Rex with great satisfaction. "If the Pale Hand could have more people like you with such ambition, that would be even better. It would also reduce unnecessary damage and allow the glory and will of the supreme and great Lord of Bubbles to be learned and implemented in the best way."

"You must remember that no matter where you are or what situation you face, you must think of the great Lord of Bubbles and carry out His great will."

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Rex seized the opportunity and said with a smile, "Lord Black Mask is right. Everything is for the sake of the supreme and great Lord of Bubbles, Lord Nightmare Wizard."

Habits are an innate part of life, as long as they are directed in a way that benefits oneself.

The hands that materialized from the Black King's face gently stroked the simulated beard, and he smiled broadly, "You are a promising student. Among this group of wizard apprentices, you are the most aptitude and the most outstanding. I find you very pleasing to the eye."

Rex's pupils contracted, and the inexplicable surge of information and memories in his mind almost made him cry out in surprise; however, being a veteran wizard apprentice, he quickly suppressed his emotions and kept his expression unchanged, except that his smile became even more intense, even adopting the same obsequious manner as the Black King's mask, echoing and proclaiming the greatness of the Nightmare Wizard.

The other wizard apprentices nearby frowned subconsciously. They didn't think much of this opportunistic former and future companion.

What's the point of having a lively conversation with a creature whose soul and consciousness have obviously been modified?

I guess he's just a tool for relaying mission messages, and he never gets to see the real Nightmare Wizard.

Their refusal to show themselves proves that they are not yet qualified to meet Lord Nightmare Wizard.

In other words, their inherent value was not as great as the Nightmare Wizard had imagined.

The wizard apprentices, who already harbored some unconventional ideas, couldn't help but feel disappointed and sigh. Faced with a warlike heart that might target them at every turn, their days ahead would definitely not be easy.

—The Black and White Meditation Method for Resolving Seven Emotions and Six Desires

This is a name that Rick knows after sorting through the extra memories in his mind.

It contains an immense amount of extraordinary information and knowledge, far surpassing the capabilities of ordinary wizarding meditation methods.

Its potential is extremely high, with an upper limit that is undoubtedly very high.

Rex's eyes flickered, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the dark-faced man who continued to praise the Nightmare Wizard.

Is it really that easy to receive a gift? Just by echoing and praising the Nightmare Wizard, Rex felt something was off. It was too easy. But looking at the somewhat neurotic reaction and behavior of the black-faced mask, it really seemed like such a simple reason.

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Whoosh!

The surging waves rose high into the sky, and the stench of blood lingered, as if it had seeped into the depths of the earth and dyed the sky red.

This is a viscous, filthy sea of ​​blood, where countless skeletons are washed up on the beach after each rise and fall of the waves.

Black flames burned within the skulls, some faint, some intense; upon closer inspection, they were clearly the work of extraordinary souls, struggling and howling in agony within the images illuminated by the soul fire.

Another wave of blood surged in, and as it receded, a large amount of black soul fire was swept up and struggled in the sea of ​​blood, forming specific blood-red humanoid figures or beasts. They emitted painful hoarse cries, howls, and roars, one after another, but they could never escape the pull of this sea of ​​blood.

Suddenly, an indescribable aura arose, as if the heavens and earth, time and space, had frozen at this moment, and the churning of the sea of ​​blood also slowed down.

The white light pierced through the blood sea, reflecting the crimson hue of the sky. A colossal black silhouette emerged from the surging waves of the blood sea, an incomparably enormous creature whose mere gust of wind seemed poised to overturn the entire blood sea.

The white light originates from its wings, and the black outline is also part of its wings. The black and white divides the world in two, making it the center and the source of everything.

Roar!

The deep, hoarse voice carried a sharp, restrained roar.

A bird with a blood-red beak bursts forth from the sea of ​​blood, soaring straight into the sky. Thick black blood drips from its gray-black pupils, giving rise to a vast number of life forms, which then wail in agony under the corrosive influence of the sea of ​​blood itself, vanishing completely.

When it flaps its black and white wings, everything in the world spins and is pulled away until it is swallowed by its open beak; its body spins as well, seemingly clockwise, but actually counterclockwise, creating a visual chaos and extreme disharmony.

A huge fleshy cocoon appeared, its surface shimmering with black and white luster, and blood-red lines emerging from its surface.

Time cannot affect the cocoon in the slightest, but it can promote its growth.

When the earth collapsed, when the sky split, when the ocean vanished, it appeared, born from the breaking of a flesh cocoon. Its black and white wings, raised high, almost blended into one. A blood-red light flowed across its entire body, and its gray-black pupils possessed astonishing magic. It opened its beak and let out a cry. At that moment, the world shattered and was sucked into its beak.

Everything is reversing, everything is collapsing, everything is returning to that one.

Lord of Shadows, Lord of Blood, Dream Miracle.

—Black and White Monarch Blood Emperor Raven

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Tick ​​tock!

Black, viscous liquid dripped onto the emerald green grass blades, lowering their curvature and contaminating the blades themselves, instantly turning them black and bizarre, and causing fleshy, mutated deformities to grow.

Beneath the Nightmare Tree, a figure in black robes and white hair stood there. Harak, flapping his black and white wings, jumped from one side of his shoulder to the other, unintentionally dripping bacteriophage contamination liquid from the corner of his eye.

Before him, a blooming blood-red flower transformed in the blink of an eye into a unique bird—a crow that looked very much like him, but whose black and white wings were no longer distinct, connected by blood-red hues.

Harak jumped to a position where he could stand on his owner's shoulders.

"Cluck cluck cluck!" Harak seemed to be saying the exact same thing, touching another of it with its beak.

But the other one is numb, cold, and lacks vitality; it just stands there motionless.

Wang Ya snapped his fingers, and soon the black and white monarch, the Blood Emperor Raven, vanished without a trace.

It is merely a special effect symbol manifested from his dream petal phenomenon, and does not possess any real consciousness fluctuations. Of course, Wang Ya could bestow it upon him if he wished, but there was no need for it.

The phantom petals are an alternative form of dream magic.

Witchcraft doesn't need these things; it only needs to achieve the caster's purpose and desired effect.

"Little one, you've really worked hard. Without your help, it might have taken me another two or three years to complete the creation of this dream petal."

Wang Ya gently stroked Harak's little head, teasing it with her fingers, while a white arc of light flickered in the corner of her eye.

[Objective: The Nightmare Annihilation and Witch Body Shaping Project]

[Status: Phase 1 Completed]

Nightmare Flower: Black and White Monarch Blood Emperor Raven

【Characteristics: Shadow Polyhedron, Dream Unifier, Lord of Abnormal Blood】

After five years in reality, Wang Ya finally completed the manifestation of the first petal, thanks to his familiarity with this phenomenon, his thorough understanding of it, and the help of replicating the phenomenon itself.

Chi Chi!

A single black and white flower with blood-red veins bloomed behind Wang Ya, dreamlike and ethereal, possessing a strange and eerie beauty.

Unlike ordinary dream wizards, Wang Ya's Dream Flower Path has been distorted by the influence of the Nightmare Dream Wizard Body.

The Black and White Monarch Blood Emperor Raven is the foundation; all subsequent manifested anomalies and petals will be integrated into it, and a second petal will be created.

"With the foundation laid, the manifestation of the next vision will be much easier for me."

Through the enhancement of the power of dreams, Harak's original special abilities have been improved, and his ability to distort reality has, to some extent, foreshadowed the future existence of Harak's original form.

The Shadow Polyhedron – Building upon the original Lord of Shadows, it possesses the ability to alter its own nature using shadows, freely entering and exiting multiple layers of shadow space, even entering the shadows of others, or the shadows existing in a corner of a dream; attacking shadows can also cause significant damage to the target's true form, depending on its strength.

Dream Unification – A fragment of the caster's own dream, unaffected by dream manifestation or reflection, cannot be erased or unified. Once triggered, Wang Ya will detect it and can immediately locate the trigger point, proceeding to the corresponding special realm within the dream to launch a counterattack. However, if the enemy is exceptionally powerful, Dream Unification will be ineffective.

Wang Ya thought it was unlikely that a dream being at the level of a dream god would attack and kill him.

If that's the case, then the only option is to let the fortress of conquest carry me away.

This is unlike the rules of reality; the existence of the Dream God is far more unpredictable and difficult to defend against.

The Lord of Aberration Blood – can inflict aberration power on the soul, body, and consciousness, transforming and aberrating everything out of thin air. Individuals affected by the aberration will be controlled by Wang Ya. If the enemy is powerful enough, the influence of the aberration power will weaken and it will become uncontrollable.

This ability is what Wang Ya values ​​most. As long as he has enough Nightmare Annihilation Dream Power, he doesn't even need to cultivate and modify it in the laboratory. He can directly apply the power of distortion to quickly complete the modification, even if the level is not high and he fully understands some of the related changes.

For example, transforming an ordinary wolf into a mutated supernatural being comparable to a true spirit wizard, or fusing different species together, changing their memories and souls, and denying the target individual's cognition.

Wang Ya smiled and released Halak, his eyes incredibly deep.

Harak itself can also be stacked with this petal, which is another use of Harak outfit and Harak halo.

The three great sorcerer bodies will eventually merge into one.

These extraordinary petals can also work in conjunction with the primordial power of the sorcerer's body to unleash an even more powerful resonance of the superimposed body.

This can be considered an attempt by Wang Ya.

[Objective: To incinerate the Dao through the seamless blend of reality and illusion]

[Details: The second phase of the Nightmare Flower Project uses the Nightmare Annihilation Great Demonic Calamity Sorcery, Nightmare Annihilation Fire, and the superimposed essence of Nightmare Annihilation Particle Energy to manifest the 'Boundless Annihilation Flame' through the resonance frequency of the fission fire core.]

Current progress: 6%

Wang Ya is confident that he can complete the manifestation of the second vision within three years.

This is not a difficult thing. Wang Ya has mastered everything related to it and understands its essence. In fact, it can be said that he has come all the way from an ordinary person to where he is now through research and hard work.

With an incredibly solid foundation and profound knowledge, there will be no doubts or difficulties in its manifestation.

"Then let's begin. Twenty years have passed, and fifteen years remain. Time is not as long as we imagine." Wang Ya turned and walked into the void, leaving only his voice echoing, "The Crimson Society is no simple matter. Opportunity is before us, but we also need sufficient strength to seize it."

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Silversea Wizard also made a rare departure from the Crimson Society headquarters and arrived at one of the cyber cities in the Western Online region.

P.S.: I'm feeling down. I wanted to write another 2,000 words before posting, but I don't have time anymore. It's almost midnight, so I have to post this now. (End of Chapter)