Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 660 The Primitive Land Destroyed, Andersen Points His Sword at the Stars (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The Crimson Society's forbidden grounds are its greatest secret.

Originating from a door, a crimson chain, dominated by the Crimson Spirit, binds the door, preventing anything inside from breaking through.

In terms of preparation, it is an extremely ancient seal, and the Crimson Society is the force that guards the seal.

The acquisition of the red rune token is also related to the things inside that door, which belong to the wizarding forces behind the Crimson Society. As the Grand Wizard said, it comes from the starry sky.

Once you advance to the top twenty in the Star Lord Tournament, you can use the token to join that starry sky faction.

It has a wider world, more abundant resources, and a richer lineage of wizards.

Wang Ya had no idea what was behind the door.

The excessive number of restrictions effectively prevents voyeurism.

Even near the door, inspiration and wisdom can be greatly enhanced, as if one is constantly in a state of intellectual sparks, while all sorts of strange and wonderful knowledge emerges: knowledge from alien races, wizarding civilizations, or other civilizations.

No two were alike; it was as if that door was a door to knowledge.

The cost is that knowledge is flawed, accompanied by low, muffled murmurs that are both polluting and infectious.

If one acts solely according to the given knowledge, it will lead to disaster.

If one cannot withstand the delirium, one will also be infected, lose oneself, and become a puppet.

In the end, it was eliminated by the Crimson Spirit.

The Grand Wizard's concern also lay in the infection caused by the delirium.

Even the life forms of the Radiant Moon cannot adapt. If they arrogantly believe that they can withstand it and will not be affected, then they will be subtly influenced and infected.

The Venerable Emperor Wizard once said that the first disciple of the Great Wizard Aishi was not the Heavenly Crystal Wizard, but an earlier disciple who was even more outstanding than the Heavenly Crystal Wizard. However, due to greed, he coveted the knowledge transmitted from behind the door, thus lost his way, attempted to break the seal, entered the door, and was wiped out by the Crimson Spirit.

The Celestial Wizard spent two years there.

According to the prediction made after discussions between the Grand Wizard of the Emperor and the Grand Wizard of Aisha.

Wang Ya can stay inside for a maximum of four or five years.

Be ready at any time to rescue Wang Ya.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ya stayed inside for twenty years. Every additional year made the two of them anxious, fearing that something might happen to Wang Ya, and they constantly checked on his condition.

Ironically, every feedback was excellent, which maintained self-awareness.

In the end, the two of them even became somewhat numb.

Let alone twenty years, even ten years would be enough to corrupt and erode the creatures of the Radiant Moon, leaving them with nothing but shells.

Neither of them was confident that they could do what Wang Ya was capable of.

In the end, it can only be concluded that Wang Ya's will was incredibly firm, surpassing that of too many wizards, and even the beings of the Radiant Moon could hardly match it.

In fact, Wang Ya couldn't have stayed inside for long on his own.

The level of pollution from delirium is unimaginable; it is not something that consciousness or will can sustain.

The direction of our thoughts, the things we ponder, everything within our sight, and all the information we absorb through our five senses may all be manifestations of the pollution of delirium.

It's impossible to guard against, and living beings fall into its trap without even realizing it.

The longer you stay, the more severe the process becomes.

The Eye of Truth possesses the most intuitive, rational, and unaffected judgment.

Wang Ya relied on his own rationality and will to persist in it for twenty years.

He originally intended to use the remaining five years to create an ancient great witchcraft, and based on the knowledge uttered from his delirium, he had an idea.

Finally, the body can no longer hold on, resulting in some degree of distortion; even the master of the distortion equation cannot reverse it or control it.

He left the forbidden area with lingering fear.

The impact on the Unreal Three-Body Problem is one aspect.

Both sides of reality will be affected, and even the Eye of Truth cannot prevent it.

The babbling was terrifying, and its origin was unknown, making Wang Ya both wary and curious.

"Over the course of five years, we have streamlined our combat capabilities, reorganized our systems, and addressed the impact of the delirium on our bodies."

Wang Ya sat cross-legged in the chaotic void, his body beginning to emit a black light, restrained and profound, like a black flower slowly blooming, or perhaps the overlapping of more than thirteen flowers.

It displayed a series of strange and bizarre scenes, all of which were of a world-destroying nature.

"The Eye of Truth can help me speed up this process."

Black eyes, with leaping white arcs of light, like lightning, even with a hint of gold.

It was extremely strange.

Messages appeared in the void before me.

[Target: Wang Ya Harak]

[Self-searching, identifying the impact of distortions, and the body parts affected by delirium. Algorithm database calculation and processing methods, and the costs involved.]

[Computing power used: Level 1]

[Estimated duration: three months]

After the rainbow trout seven-colored sword successfully created that strange petal, one layer of computing power became available.

Wang Ya focused on two things at once, beginning to summarize and categorize the knowledge he had acquired and the methods of witchcraft.

Or rather, it's about entering the Eye of Truth—the simulated battlefield—for a preliminary analysis.

Although it can only simulate a battlefield at the level of countless stars, its quality cannot compare to that of the Radiant Moon Wizard.

The quantities can be stacked.

Let's set a small goal first: to defeat all the Star Wizards we know from the Crimson Society, including the Celestial Wizards.

Wang Ya possesses six ancient great witchcrafts, involving attack, sealing, defense, and a special sacrificial funeral song. This witchcraft can concentrate and amplify his combat power, unleashing witchcraft with multiple times the power.

It can be said that it has no weaknesses and is powerful in all aspects.

Wang Ya believed that no opponent in the Frosty Lands was stronger than him.

He was confident that he could handle any contestant, even those from the entire home planet, with ease.

In twenty years, we have gained so much.

The breadth of the extraordinary amount of knowledge compiled is almost equivalent to the sum of all the past years, and even more.

The price he paid was equally dangerous; had it not been for his Eye of Truth, he might have already died in the Forbidden Land.

In the future, it is highly likely that we will no longer be able to enter it.

The Eye of Truth calculated through its algorithm database that the physical alienation and deterioration caused by the influence of the delirium can be cleared by external forces, but the influence of the delirium in that area seems to have locked onto the target of living beings.

Once you re-enter it, the accumulated delirious influences from the past will be directly reproduced, and the alienation and superposition will continue.

To some extent, the influence of delirium cannot be completely eliminated; it always exists.

Wang Ya is still unable to grasp the essence of it, the theorem of its existence.

The Primal Lands headquarters, after being swept away by forces in the Eastern Line region, has gathered resources and occupied territories, leading to a growing number of wizards within its territory.

The number of high-level wizards has also increased significantly.

The smile on the face of the contemporary primitive shaman has never disappeared.

His favorite thing to do was stand on the tallest building in the headquarters.

The ancient tower, symbolizing the power and status of the original shamans, overlooks the entire landscape of the primitive land.

It encompasses heaven and earth, and is infinitely boundless.

The contemporary primitive shaman never imagined that the primitive land could reach its current state under his leadership.

Wipe out all wizarding forces in the entire Eastern Online region!

No one in the past generations of primitive wizards could do that.

Other online wizarding factions could not do the same.

There will be no one in the future who can compare to him.

"With resources in place, more new talent will emerge in the future, and the foundation will be solidified step by step. What this primitive land lacks is status."

"The Battle of the Stars is imminent; this is a new opportunity for the Primitive Land, and also its most crucial one."

The contemporary primitive shaman obtained some information by clearing out the eastern online region.

The reason why the five major councils of the Frostland have been able to exist forever, occupy the best and most expansive locations, and possess abundant resources is that they are the wizarding forces on the list.

The All-Star Battle is about the roster.

Outstanding contestants can stand out and allow the original wizarding forces to gain more benefits and resources.

"The Frostland is too desolate and cold, and the Frostland Council only has five members, which is too monotonous. Perhaps we could add the 'Primitive Land' as well."

Modern primitive shamans have such ambitions.

Inside, they are secretly cultivating wizard candidates who can represent the Primal Land in the Star Battle Tournament.

Furthermore, in order to enhance the strength of the candidates, they swept through numerous wizarding forces in the Eastern Online region, acquiring many high-level inheritances and rare resources, which they used without reservation on the candidates.

The speed at which his power was increasing was astonishing, even to him.

It is believed that their strength at the star level over the past thousand years is enough to make them stand out in the Star Battle Tournament.

The contemporary primitive wizards are very confident that the foundation of their headquarters is now enough to surpass any wizarding force in any online region in the past and future.

Even if we were to catch up with those five major powers, there might still be hope.

There is still a gap now, but it can be closed over time.

"Gray, what do you think of the Primitive Land?"

At the summit of a mountain near the original land headquarters, clouds and mist swirl, white cranes soar, and birds and other flying creatures circle and linger.

Three figures stood on a man-made platform, gazing into the distance.

To mortals, the core of the primeval land is as insignificant as a tiny dot or a mark of ink on a landscape painting.

"His fortune is at its peak, like the sun at its zenith."

The tall, white-haired man with a cold face spoke indifferently.

The three people present were not ordinary, extraordinary beings.

The five senses have surpassed the imagination of ordinary people.

While I can't say I can clearly see the specific details of the headquarters or the flow of people, I can at least see the general buildings.

Standing at the very front, the young man dressed in a white shirt, black suit, and a vest that fit him perfectly resembled a young master from a noble family.

He smiled without saying a word, silently gazing into the distance.

Diana snorted coldly, "Under your methods, the desires of this ravenous wolf in the Primitive Lands were unleashed. Over the course of several hundred years, it devoured almost all the wizarding forces in the Eastern Line region, becoming the sole power."

"The ley lines that can be migrated have been moved to the vicinity of the original land's main territory using witchcraft. Subtly, the witches of the original land's main territory will become more and more powerful, and it won't be a problem for their foundation to increase hundreds of times."

"In this way, their fortunes will be so great, so prosperous, that it is not to be expected."

Diana was somewhat surprised and regretful, thinking that in the past, the Tower of Nature would naturally have such means.

How could they possibly lose to the Dark Land? That battle would be a foregone conclusion.

Looking at Andersen's retreating figure, she suddenly realized that behind everything, it was all the other party's scheme.

The entire wizarding community across the entire Shan Hai Continent is plotting against each other.

My spirits immediately sank again.

What's the point of thinking about it so much?

Right now, she and Gray are still fish on the chopping block, sitting there like fish on a plate.

Diana only half believed the promise to let the two go afterward.

Putting herself in her shoes, she wouldn't tolerate any unexpected events happening either.

"Desires can never be satisfied; only when disaster strikes do we realize the truth."

Hans Christian Andersen raised his hand, pointed ahead, and smiled, "It's time for the curtain to fall."

A rift was torn open in the sky, and a gigantic hand, carrying terrifying particle energy and high pressure, attacked from an extremely distant distance.

Passing through layers of spatial rifts, a massive black storm surged out from the gaps.

The shield formed by the witch's array was torn to shreds in an instant.

In the heart of the Primal Lands, numerous wizarding beings were exposed to its power; they watched in despair as this scene unfolded in the sky.

That terrifying aura sent chills down their spines and made their souls tremble.

It is a means to completely kill them.

"No, don't."

"Primitive Wizard, save me!"

"Run! You'll die! You'll definitely die!"

Terrified screams rose and fell as the surviving creatures fled frantically, their fleeing lights flashing incessantly, creating utter chaos, with some even colliding with each other.

However, the giant hand pressed down, drawing away the air and creating a unique high-pressure field that spontaneously formed an isolated space. After flying a certain distance, the person would be directly squeezed into a blood mist.

The illusory Trinity was torn apart and reduced to nothingness, leaving no trace.

Bang bang bang!

The exploding light, like fireworks, was incredibly bloody, representing the fall of many high-ranking wizards.

The contemporary primitive wizard, his face flushed red with rage, roared to the sky, "You have gone too far! Brahma Wizard, I know it's you. I can't be wrong about your aura. Why did you attack the headquarters of the Primal Land? Are you going to violate the non-aggression pact?"

The magic array buried deep underground, the final core hub, draws out the stored energy and activates it all in a burst.

The soaring light continuously struck the large, yellow-red hand.

However, it only slightly slowed down the speed at which the large hand fell.

Some Star Wizards attempted to resist, gritting their teeth and making their move, but the power they gathered was like a firefly in the bright moon, which flickered and was completely extinguished.

They couldn't even let out a scream before they perished and disappeared.

The contemporary primitive wizard, his pupils reflecting the ever-widening yellow and red giant hand, was utterly desperate.

"No! You have broken your promise, the eternal sun, and sooner or later you will also be plunged into darkness and loneliness."

A flippant, mocking voice rang out, "Who told you, you idiot, that there are such things as promises and covenants?"

boom!

The giant yellow and red hand descended completely, covering the entire primordial land. The palm began to clench inward, and then endless light emanated, creating a high temperature and radiance capable of melting matter.

When everything dissipates and the original land disappears, leaving behind a huge crater surrounded by a magnetic field, it will become a forbidden zone for living beings for some time to come.

"Grey, if you saw an ant provoking you, what would you do?"

Looking at the sun-like radiance, Andersen turned and asked.

Still reeling from the instantaneous destruction of the primeval land, the two were slightly calmed by Andersen's words.

Gray exhaled a breath of stale air. "Ignore it."

"Yeah, ignore it. Ants are too small. But if it turns into a hopping grasshopper, then you have to kill it completely. Otherwise, it might jump onto your face one day, which would be annoying."

Hans Christian Andersen chuckled, "The croaking of grasshoppers is quite annoying. Now that the final act is over, we should go."

"I've already made arrangements for the Northern Line region. I'll be joining a new wizarding faction, and Gray, you'll represent them in the Star Wars Tournament."

"Diana, you're participating too, but only as an individual."

Diana was taken aback, seemingly not expecting that she would also be eligible to participate.

"After all, you haven't reached the age of a thousand, have you?"

With his hands behind his back and a mysterious smile, Hans Christian Andersen said, "Of course, I will also participate. The plan for the Primitive Land has come to a successful conclusion, and now it's time to move on to the next part."

Diana was shocked. Could it be that the destruction of the Primal Land today was also part of his scheme?

They even predicted that the wizard of the eternal blazing sun would definitely make a move.

But how did Hans Christian Andersen manage to calculate such meticulous and flawless strategies, even precisely when the wizard of the eternal sun would strike to destroy the primeval land?

Diana was unaware of this, and while she felt uncertain and somewhat terrified, she was also filled with doubt.

Hans Christian Andersen is even more terrifying.

She even worried that her secret plans and schemes had already been discovered by the other party.

"Let's go. There's no need to linger. The Primitive Land has done what it was supposed to do. The starry sky is where you should look forward."

P.S.: I'll aim for 5,000 words tomorrow, and from now on, each chapter will be 5,000 words.