Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 597 [598] The Dim Yellow Knife Mountain Incantation Array, Lord of Knife Mountain Hell (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The clouds were a hazy yellow, invisible, formed by the convergence of hellish power. The irregular crystals were extremely small, floating in the clouds like smog.

It seemed to be alive, constantly approaching due to extraordinary fluctuations and being drawn by a powerful being with a strong consciousness.

To the wizards climbing the mountain of knives, these floating objects were like eyes of hell, watching them, mocking their incompetence, and lusting after their flesh and blood.

At this moment, an unknown number of floating objects gathered on the mountaintop, so that the once dim and murky mountain gradually became clearer, revealing its barren and desolate surface.

"How strange! What caused this change in the jungle and the mountain of knives? There have been no such changes before."

"Changes happen every now and then, some things we've seen before, some things we haven't seen before... It's possible that the power of hell has caused an unknown upheaval."

A group of wizards walked near the main body of Knife Mountain, in the inner perimeter area considered the mining area, the core area.

"There are still quite a few people inside undergoing assessments. What kind of impact will this change have on them? Will anyone die?" someone said.

"No matter how things change, it has nothing to do with us."

"Let's send this batch of mined ore to the Hell Society's outpost for trading first."

The person who answered him sighed and said, "I wonder when this will ever end."

"Acquiring enough Crimson Contribution Points to exchange for the desired advanced knowledge and conserve resources is far too difficult."

"100 years, I've estimated it myself, it will take a full 100 years."

The conversation that was started made others seem somewhat downcast because of that remark.

Each stage will present different challenges.

Whether or not difficulties can be overcome ultimately depends on the individual.

"Let's go, let's go, don't linger any longer, wasting time will mean losing a lot of contribution points."

boom!

The changes in the external environment, the clouds, and the internal structure of the mountain are enough to cause earth-shattering changes.

The earth trembled, and tiny pebbles fell, as if the mountain of knives itself was about to revive and transform into a colossal, boundless giant.

The thick yellow fog was thinning out, and the wizards climbing the mountain path looked terrified, their hair standing on end, as they sensed a great terror and immense power gathering.

This is something they cannot resist; they can only be overwhelmed.

They couldn't even muster the thought of resistance.

Just standing on the mountainside and keeping their balance instead of falling took up most of their energy.

"Damn it, what on earth happened? Could it be that the hellish power within the Mountain of Knives has completely erupted, and is about to create a sulfurous tidal eruption?"

"I don't want to die here. This shouldn't be a mountain of knives. This is so abnormal. Even the path to obtaining the qualification has become complicated. Should I just sit idly by and do nothing about the Crimson Witchcraft Array I've learned?!"

"Is this path of assessment truly about to end? What will become of us? With such changes occurring to the Hell Pillars, where have the Hell Society members gone? Are they just ignoring us?"

Many people became enraged and started cursing, worried that the changes in the mountain of knives would put them in danger.

They had no choice but to withdraw from the assessment process.

When he finally stood firmly on the outer edge of the mountain of knives, he let out a long breath, his expression filled with surprise and uncertainty as he gazed at the calm mountain of knives, some guesses beginning to surface in his mind.

"Could it be that someone gained access to the Mountain of Knives, traversed the entire perilous area, and caused the Mountain of Knives itself to tremble and change?"

In the surrounding area, many wizards had withdrawn from the trials of the Mountain of Knives. Upon hearing these words, some people immediately frowned.

Those with short tempers yelled, "Stop talking nonsense! This is a test. Passing the test doesn't mean you have to tear down the mountain of knives."

"You've passed through the mountain of knives, so will you exert destructive influence over it? Do you think the eyes of the Crimson Witch Array Spirit are a joke?"

"It's not like I haven't read the records of various dangerous places. From the past to the present, I know about the many wizards who have gained access to dangerous places and at least understand the changes in the dangerous places when they passed through them."

"That is the occurrence of a vision, the recognition of the Pillars of Hell."

"Take Lord Makarov of the Hell Society, for example. He is the most outstanding proficient wizard in recent times. The vision he had when he passed through the mountain of knives was a dim yellow chain of hell, which represents the extremely high recognition of the Pillars of Hell. He can wield the chains of hell and judge all those who go against the goals of the Pillars of Hell."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the many wizards around them changed considerably.

They all agreed with the impatient words spoken by the grumpy wizard.

Change is change.

Those who cleared the level in the past were all extraordinary beings, representing the authority of the Pillars of Hell and also corresponding to the wizard's path of consciousness.

There is no reason for an accident to occur.

The changes in the mountain of knives must have come from something else; if they were due to the wizard clearing the game, that would be too absurd.

"What should we do next? Will the Mountain of Knives lose its power to assess us, or will it collapse?"

There are quite a few wizards who have concerns.

"Who knows? Someone has to deal with it. Anyway, I dare not go into the mountain of knives again. Let's notify the Hell Society to handle it."

Looking at the mountain shadow that pierced the dim yellow clouds, everyone felt a lingering fear. The shaking inside the mountain was so intense that it felt like the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. The oppressive power of hell made their scalps tingle.

If something goes wrong, even the slightest leak of hellish power could cost them all their lives.

Assessment is not as important as life.

"I think I'll just join in the fun at the Hell Society. Maybe it really is the spirit of the Pillar of Hell at work, supporting the Hell Society and increasing Makarov's prestige."

A wizard with a cold expression snorted, "Could it be that Makarov has really become the Lord of Hell? I'd like to go and see how many eyes and arms he's grown over the years."

"Let's go, let's take a break. If we continue with the assessment, we'll lose our lives. I don't know what's wrong with this mountain of knives."

"Damn it, I just asked the Crimson Spirit, and she didn't even give me an answer. Instead, she said I had no right to ask... What kind of attitude is that? No matter what, I'm a formal wizard. In the online world, I'm a well-known figure who can make a name for myself." A wizard cursed with an ugly expression.

Someone laughed mockingly, "Then go to the online region. We'll all support you. If you really make a name for yourself, we'll come and join you."

"You... one cannot discuss ice with a summer insect... this saying from other civilizations is most suitable for you."

"Let's go, let's hurry up, we can still make it to the Hell Society and get some food."

……

The Crimson Spirit was indeed watching the Mountain of Blades. The moment the Mountain of Blades changed, it arrived above it via the Crimson Rune Chains.

We also saw the source of the change.

A vast amount of sulfurous and hellish energy converged, forming countless floating particles that densely covered the summit of Knife Mountain.

It was astonishing, as if it were forming a real lid, covering and enveloping the entire mountain of knives.

The dense hellish power is so intense that even a Star Wizard would feel apprehensive upon arriving here, and would have to consider whether he could venture in.

For those wizards undergoing assessments outside, such a massive amount of hellish power, once unleashed, would absolutely engulf them completely, leaving not a trace, in the first instant.

A black-haired figure in a golden wizard's robe stood atop the mountain peak, on a platform that seemed to have appeared out of thin air. It was smooth and had no trace of carving.

A faceless stone statue, whose appearance, including its clothing, is unclear, stands in the center of the platform.

The figure sat cross-legged in front of the stone statue.

The hellish power, flowing continuously from the sky and even the mountain itself, poured into the stone statue and his body.

The two actually started to synchronize.

As the stone statue gradually crumbled, its appearance, features, size, and even some details of its limbs gradually became identical to that of the golden-robed, black-haired wizard.

The spirit of the Crimson Witch Array was somewhat shocked. "Incredible. This is probably the first time in countless years that it has been recognized by the main body of the Mountain of Blades, and has been moved by it, thus transcending the core of the Pillar of Hell and being granted full authority."

This is akin to climbing a mountain of knives, forcing one to acknowledge the golden-robed, black-haired wizard as their master.

As long as one can use the Mountain of Blades for combat at any time and retract it, it becomes a unique magical artifact, or a combination of magical arrays. It is very complex, and its operation requires even the spirit of the Crimson Magical Array to analyze it for a while.

Conversely, its power is also astonishingly exaggerated.

In the hands of a Nightmare Wizard like the Star Wizard, it could even put up a fight against some Moon Wizards. Defeating a Moon Wizard might be impossible, but it could certainly hold its own and remain undefeated, provided there was enough Hell Power energy.

To some extent, within the Pillars of Hell, compared to other authorized users, their phenomena are merely an addition of Hell's power after being authorized by the Pillars of Hell, allowing them to borrow power within a certain range.

The Nightmare Wizard's authority is not approval, but possession. He possesses the Jungle Mountain of Blades, and even after leaving the Pillar of Hell, he can still use the power of the Mountain of Blades, and even bestow the power of the Mountain of Blades and Hell upon others.

He is undergoing a transformation into the Lord of the Mountain of Knives and Hell.

The five perilous places correspond to the five hells.

"Perhaps, the Nightmare Wizard really has a chance to become the complete Lord of Hell." The spirit of the Crimson Wizard Array muttered to itself again, "If even the one recognized by the Grand Wizard of the Emperor cannot become the Lord of Hell, then no one in the entire Crimson Academy can do it at present."

"Yes, only the Nightmare Wizard is an exception."

"Go for it, Nightmare Wizard. I hope you can become the new Lord of the Pillars."

The seventy-two pillars are connected, and the pillars with owners and those without owners are different, and the pressure they exert on the spirit of the Crimson Witch Array is also fundamentally different.

It desperately hopes that more people can take over those vacant pillars.

Becoming the master of a pillar is more than just a title.

After becoming the master of the pillars, the Star Wizard's strength is comparable to that of the Radiant Moon Wizard, allowing him to unleash the true power of the Radiant Moon Wizard.

The secrets hidden within are the true great secrets of the Scarlet Society.

Being able to share the pressure of maintaining the magic array is also part of this secret.

He took a deep look at the golden-robed, black-haired wizard behind him, who was manifesting many strange phenomena: such as the dim yellow chains of hell, the boundless dim yellow demonic fire, the sulfurous yellow sand filling the sky, and the ninety-nine layers of hellish tribulations... The strange phenomena that had appeared in various authorized individuals who had passed through the hellish tribulations were now all gathered on one person.

No matter how many strange phenomena there are, they are ultimately illusions. They cannot compare to the shock and awe that comes from the real phenomenon manifested when the entire jungle and mountain of knives tremble for this one person.

The spirit of the Crimson Witch Array decided to help the Nightmare Wizard intercept some information. Passing it out would eventually have a significant impact, especially with the upcoming Star Wars... The influence of the Grand Wizard of the Supreme Emperor is only a very small part of it.

Otherwise, without his blockade, the Mountain of Blades wouldn't just have trembled internally, with hellish power converging. Instead, the entire Pillar of Hell, and even those outside, would have been able to perceive the changes in the jungle mountain of blades, witnessing the intense radiating waves of hellish power.

Wang Ya sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, yet he could see everything around him.

Including the enormous stone statue before me, which gradually takes on the essence of my own spirit and will.

"The Lord of the Mountain of Knives and Hell, that's rather interesting."

He touched the stone platform beneath his feet.

The yellowish hellish power that enveloped his body gradually converged at his fingertips and connected with the entire mountain of knives.

The many images behind him also returned to his body.

He had a feeling, deep down.

Whenever they wish, they can move the entire mountain of knives into smaller or larger forms and use them in battle.

"The Crimson Society's foundation is truly profound. Even a single Pillar of Hell has so many secrets... If it weren't for the rule that forcibly restricts one from acquiring the authority of other pillars once one becomes the master of a pillar... I'm afraid my inner desires would be irresistible, and I would be tempted to seize more pillars."

Desire is something all living beings possess.

Wizards possess reason and do not lose their desires; on the contrary, their desires are stronger than those of any other living being.

They simply use absolutely rational methods to achieve their desires and goals, and maximize the use of those desires.

Considering the potential impact, he ultimately did nothing about the hellish mountain of knives.

Stand up.

Then, a unique array of special dim yellow incantations gradually formed.

It is written vertically in the void.

When the last stroke was made.

A circular, constantly rotating, compass-like array of dim yellow knife-shaped incantations took shape.

The stone statue in front of him completely transformed into Wang Ya's face.

The spell characters in the spell array contain information about Wang Ya, the lord of the Mountain of Knives Hell, who drives, controls, and dominates it. They include his name and a prayer.

Wang Ya raised an eyebrow slightly. There were many mixed elements; he could even smell the scent of faith and ritual.

But it doesn't matter.

Such spell arrays possess extraordinary power.

It's not difficult to summon the jungle mountain of knives at any time, borrow its power, and use the strange phenomenon of dim sulfur to generate witchcraft.

With a thought, the incantation array behind him rotated, and strands of dim, hellish chains shot out, piercing through the void.

He now knows what Hell can do.

Wang Ya couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation, wondering what opportunities the remaining dangerous places might bring.

The Hellish organization had a presence there; Makarov's heart skipped a beat...