Wizards pursue the truth

The Silver Sea Wizard had no confidence whatsoever, even after gathering numerous targets from the online region and conducting internal screening within the Crimson Society.

His gaze fell upon the golden-haired, golden-robed wizard below.

It must be said that this junior wizard brought her quite a surprise. He defeated the spots selected by other wizarding forces and squeezed into the Scarlet Society's reserve list, ranking among the top. She remembered the wizard's name, Saint King Wizard. He was very young and had some similarities with Nightmare Wizard. Both were the masters of their own wizarding forces, ruthless and decisive in killing. Their strength was enough to make them the most powerful among wizards of the same level.

Both being wizards from the online region, can the Holy King Wizard defeat the Nightmare Wizard?

The Silver Sea Wizard had this idea: given enough resources and authority, like the Supreme Emperor Wizard, could the Holy King Wizard, once he grew up, defeat the Nightmare Wizard? This was an idea worth trying.

The Holy King Wizard's consciousness was immersed in a deep dream, an environment similar to the desolate ocean in reality, equally lifeless, with surging waves, thunder roaring in the sky, and dark clouds gathering as if to collapse the sky, making the sea surface infinitely close to it.

The enormous figure was shrouded in the shadows of clouds and mist. Its humanoid form was bathed in golden light, creating a faint halo. The bloodline power released from its body exerted a terrifying domineering force. Even the oppressive atmosphere formed by the gathering dark clouds prevented anyone from approaching within a ten-thousand-meter radius of its body.

The deep, resonant sound of a heartbeat mingled with the lapping and grinding of the ocean waves. Each wave was no less powerful than the hammering effect of a full-force attack from a Star Wizard. Its body trembled under immense pressure. In the world of consciousness, what was being hammered was not the physical body in its essential sense, but rather the spirit and will.

"what!"

His hoarse voice, filled with unbearable pain, resonated throughout the misty, rainy atmosphere.

The tempering of consciousness is far more direct than that of the physical body. It does not take place through nerve conduction, but rather acts directly. To endure it, one must be completely numb in one's consciousness and spirit.

The ocean has no concept of time; there is only the gathering and dispersing of clouds in the sky and the unchanging rise and fall of waves.

Whoosh!

Rain fell from the thick, dark clouds, pouring down in a torrential downpour. The hazy ripples created a misty, ethereal atmosphere, as if the rain was washing over the world and cleansing its weary consciousness and body.

The golden light gradually receded into his flesh, and the enormous giant's body shrunk to the size of a normal human. His upper body was naked, and his golden hair, wet from the seawater, clung to his skin. The Holy King Wizard exhaled a breath of stale air, looked up at the still heavy dark clouds, and thought about the Crimson Society's quota.

The competition is too fierce. The online regional selection assessment is just the most basic requirement, enough to qualify for other spots in the Crimson Society.

Even the Holy King Wizard wasn't entirely confident about whether he could actually secure a spot.

Different levels of understanding lead to different perceptions; in the online realm, as the leader of a wizarding force, he was powerful and had no comparable targets, so he inevitably became complacent; leaving the online realm was his good fortune, the strength of the wizarding members within the Crimson Society made him restrain his domineering mindset and become humble.

"Nightmare Wizard, I once thought you were the strongest opponent and enemy on my life's journey, but now I don't think so anymore."

"Although I don't know why you were excluded from the Silver Sea Grand Wizard selection program, the opportunity to enter the Crimson Society was something I obtained by defeating many opponents, and it is what I deserve; there is a fundamental difference between me, who is at a higher level, and you, who are in the online area pool."

A white-haired wizard in black robes appeared in the Holy King Wizard's mind, and his smile grew even wider. "Nightmare Wizard, it's a pity that I can't have a real battle with you. If I were to fight you after I have completed my arduous training at the Crimson Academy, it would be an unfair victory."

"Whether it's the Hall of Royal Power or the desire for conquest, the power struggles among wizards in the online region are ultimately one-sided and secondary. Only by standing at a high vantage point can one see everything clearly."

"If you want to decide the outcome of the power struggle and acquire more territory, then I'll give it to you." The Holy King Wizard stood with his hands behind his back, and golden robes gradually materialized on his body.

"My goal is the All-Star Battle Tournament, even if it means representing the Crimson Academy instead of the Hall of Supreme Power. For the future, I'm willing to sacrifice everything in exchange for resources and benefits that will help me grow stronger."

The Holy King Wizard took a step forward and stepped out of the world of consciousness.

Most wizards would still make the same choice if faced with the choice of becoming a Holy King Wizard.

One's own interests are the most important thing; everything else is secondary.

In the real world, the golden-haired wizard in golden robes, seated beneath the statue of the Silver Sea Wizard, opened his eyes.

They met a pair of indifferent blue eyes.

A pale red wizard's robe, silver-blue hair, and a tall figure standing not far from him—it was none other than the Great Wizard of the Silver Sea.

She glanced at me with cold eyes, her thin lips moving slightly. "Looks like you've gained a lot."

"Lord Silversea Wizard." The Holy King Wizard appeared very humble, expressing standard wizard etiquette, bowing slightly, raising his head and smiling, "Thanks to your care, Lord Silversea Wizard, my consciousness tempering has progressed to the second stage."

The Silver Sea Wizard said, "Your physical body is very strong. You follow a dual-path system and have a very rare bloodline. It seems to be some kind of ancient dragon species, related to strength and dominance. With the help of the elemental wizard path, you use powerful particle energy to temper your body at all times, allowing the power of your bloodline to be fully exerted. In fact, in terms of the changes in the strength of your body, you are not weaker than some blood wizards of the same level."

The Holy King Wizard's face was filled with admiration as he bowed and said, "Lord Silver Sea Wizard, you truly have discerning eyes, having completely understood the mysteries of my wizarding path."

"Perhaps." The Silver Sea Archmage seemed less enthusiastic. "Your path as a wizard is very promising and has great potential. Keep exploring it; you'll be able to unleash even more considerable power."

"I will follow your instructions."

As the Great Wizard of the Silver Sea left, he paused for a moment, then turned back and said, "If you want to become stronger and win the selection, you'd better not lose your true self. Think about what you desire most in your heart, and tap into the power of your consciousness and heart to match the strength of your physical body."

"Only at that time will you be invincible, with no weaknesses whatsoever."

The Silver Sea Wizard took a deep look at the blond wizard's figure, then turned and disappeared into the void.

The Holy King Wizard stood frozen in place, clearly sensing the Silver Sea Grand Wizard's disappointment in him.

Why the disappointment?

He didn't understand.

They also began to heed the words the other person said when they left.

"By tapping into the power of consciousness and the heart, I will be invincible, with no weaknesses whatsoever."

The Holy King Wizard muttered to himself, his eyes filled with doubt, and began to ponder.

What is it in my heart, what do I yearn for most, my true self?

"Yes, I know what I want."

"I want to become stronger. I left the online regional competition and joined the Crimson Society for higher-level knowledge and extraordinary resources to enhance my strength and expand my foundation."

"I'm willing to use any means necessary to achieve this. I'm greedy and purposeful. I'm willing to pay any price as long as I can get promoted."

The Holy King Wizard's eyes hardened. "The Battle of the Stars is also my opportunity. I will not give up any possibility of improvement. I will seize everything."

As his consciousness gradually settled, a sigh echoed through the calm, lifeless depths of the ocean, causing even the undulating bubbles on the surface to burst. (End of Chapter)