Wizards pursue the truth

"You've caused trouble, and you want to leave? Stay."

The Great Wizard of Yuan Valley had a cold look in his eyes. His outstretched hand transformed into a torrent of metal, sealing off all movement in space and time, and forming sharp metal spikes that rapidly suppressed the interior.

The Grand Wizard's palm froze the aura, and the movement of microscopic particles sealed off space and time, freezing everything in place.

The Great Wizard of Red Leaf transformed his hand into a ball of inner fire, burning away the traces of Andersen's existence, extending upwards to search for related individuals in other timelines and spatial regions, aiming for a complete annihilation.

The Tide Wizard smiled, his body transforming into a surging river of life, revealing the nascent phenomena of all things blooming and the planet restarting; it was subtle and imperceptible, yet it seemed to have done so much.

The most explosive and radical was the Black and White Wizard, who was angered by some of Hans Christian Andersen's actions.

With one hand protecting the space where Wang Ya was located, the other hand grasped the black and white energies. The two energies rotated, forming unique chaotic runes, which seemed to have the charm of all things returning to oneness and the universe being annihilated.

The chaotic runes evolved once more, forming a long spear that was entirely black except for its white tip.

As it shot out, a huge rift opened up in the dark side of the universe, causing adjacent realms and dark spaces to recede and be temporarily dispersed and sealed off. The cosmic monsters that had wandered over turned to ashes.

The Sun God Wizard, unleashing his full power, is an existence on a different level; whoever comes will die, and whoever touches him will perish.

At a fundamental level, they are completely different.

"Disrupting the grand gathering of stars deserves execution!"

The black and white wizard's eyes were cold. His hand gripped the black and white spear and pierced straight through Andersen's chest and heart as he tried to fade away and escape, pinning him to the original void and even to the timeline of change.

Hans Christian Andersen could not escape the special space where the Gathering of Stars took place by erasing his own information and the traces on the timeline.

"You are truly remarkable, great shamans."

Hans Christian Andersen did not do anything in vain, so he gave up and left, smiling as he looked at the sky.

Those were pairs of eyes comparable to the sun, moon, and stars, crowding outside the space and heaven. Their features were indistinct, but their gazes were extremely intimidating. Their breath stirred up storms and earthquakes, a harbinger of the collapse of heaven and earth.

"It seems I can't leave. In that case, I'll stay and be at your disposal."

Hans Christian Andersen waved his hand dismissively, then slumped to the ground, propping his legs up with his elbows and resting his chin on his palms.

He showed no fear, as if the several high priests of the day were no different from the grass and trees along the route, commonplace.

"What did you do during this time? I want to know, and also your identity."

The High Wizard of the Tides spoke, and the breath of the life tide poured into this world, calming the storms and earthquakes, causing all flowers to bloom and all trees to grow.

Hans Christian Andersen smiled but said nothing.

"Your past and your future are shrouded in a mist that I cannot dispel even with my own efforts." The Grand Wizard of Jue Magic approached, his azure pupils radiating endless chill that froze Andersen's entire body.

"Avoiding the network's detection, your identity remains a mystery, unregistered. Are you an outsider, or an ancient being from the past?" The Great Wizard of Red Leaf crossed his arms, his voice not loud, yet echoing throughout the world, his face like that of a god, replacing the heavens.

The Great Wizard of Motoya remained expressionless, his eyes icy cold. "I have plenty of ways to make you spill the beans."

Hans Christian Andersen finally spoke, his blood-red, eerie eyes gleaming through the ice. "The time has come. You have realized it too late, great wizards. You should thank me for being the most outstanding supporting actors on this grand stage."

"What are you trying to say? Even if your source of power arrives, you may not survive in our hands."

"The only fate left for you is sealing and judgment." The armor on the Great Wizard Yuan Gu's body emanated terrifying energy that shook the universe.

Click!

Blood stained the ice, and the ice shattered. Hans Christian Andersen slowly raised his right hand and pointed in a direction.

"The power of that world is ready to open the ultimate gate."

"My purpose is very simple: I just want to see and learn more. For example, the past and future of the original corner, and the history of the existence of the Internet."

A strange smile played on Hans Christian Andersen's lips. "Nothing is clearer than seeing the 'net' yourself."

The Grand Wizard of Judgment scoffed, "You're an unregistered being who dares to try and manipulate the Net. All that awaits you is ruthless suppression. There's a difference in the power of the rules, and besides, you're just a fragmented spiritual being."

From the moment Andersen was exposed, the five Sun Wizards had already been gathering more information through different timelines and through divination and other magical techniques.

Hans Christian Andersen maintained his elegant posture and gentle smile, "Look, here it comes."

The five Sun-level Archmages' expressions changed instantly as they sensed the existence of an extraordinary power. In terms of its rule-level status, it was far more profound and powerful than their own, and it was filled with an ancient aura.

A streak of white light pierced the boundaries of time and space, shooting out from the center of the primordial corner, from the ancient star, climbing along different timelines, and reaching the pinnacle of the stars.

In the corresponding timeline, they are all witches who originated from the primordial ancient star, and they fought against Andersen and Gray.

"You tampered with the battle."

The black and white wizards spoke coldly, and it wasn't just the wizarding species of the primordial ancient star; wizarding species from other worlds might also have hidden plans, remaining silent.

This is a bit tricky. The Tide Wizard frowned.

In reality, on the eve of that white light appearing, a period of time was cyclically transformed into a result.

That period of time enveloped the entire Frosty Land.

Regardless of the four lines in the east, west, south, and north, or the territories of the five major powers, including the vast uninhabited areas.

In the Death Desert, the Sand Witch looked down at the surroundings, and as she faced the otherworldly reflections displayed by the Radiant Moon Wizards, the sneer on her lips grew even stronger.

Behind them, from the Sand Demon Realm, billowing demonic energy surged forth, holding off the combined pressure from numerous Radiant Moon Wizards in a one-against-many confrontation.

Hans Christian Andersen stood in the airspace and casually waved his hand. Spiritual particles of energy condensed into a massive hand comparable to heaven and earth, forcefully annihilating the foremost Moon Wizard by triggering the boundary anchor point and destroying his damaged body.

The Moonlit Wizard did not die, but he coughed up blood and flew backward, looking extremely disheveled.

One slap and a Moonlit Wizard is gone, shocking everyone present.

Even those secretly observing could not hide their astonishment.

The Demon Lord, the Thunder Lord, and others, with their exceptionally high standards, were also shaken at this moment. Contrary to their expectations, Andersen's power seemed to be beyond the norm.

Because they can't do it either. Even if a Radiant Moon Wizard comes from a small place, without a good lineage or enough resources, he is still a Radiant Moon Wizard!

They stand out from a large number of wizards, at the top of the upper-middle class of the wizarding world, and are the strongest class below the Archmage of the Sun.

It can be said that each of them has its outstanding qualities and shining points; otherwise, they would not have been able to reach the Radiant Moon level.

"That's impossible."

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The Brahma Wizard was the most emotional; his pupils contracted, and his face was extremely pale. He was at the forefront, bearing the greatest pressure.

He unleashed his full power, yet it was difficult to completely suppress the attack.

This wasn't just one or two Radiant Moon beings making a move, but rather a large number of high-ranking wizards.

He knew what that meant.

Why is it so powerful?

"Could the plan fail?"

The Brahma Wizard couldn't understand, but he suppressed his unease and said, "No, we will not fail. We carry the hope for the future of the Frostland. All our power is gathered here. There is no reason for us to fail."

He grew increasingly anxious and sent a mental message: "Stop hiding. If we can't capture this person, the plan will fail, and we can't afford the consequences."

The Venerable Emperor Wizard's expression was solemn. His Venerable Emperor Spiritual Particle Energy could not affect the opponent's demonic energy, and in terms of quality, he was completely at a disadvantage.

A sense of unease arose within me, and I hesitated, wondering if this trip was the right choice.

The Scarlet Society already has a way out.

The wizard Ashe's voice rang out, "Activate that thing. Sometimes, once you've made a choice, there's no turning back."

"We're already standing here; if we retreat, we'll have nowhere left to stand."

The Venerable Wizard was silent for a moment, then spoke again: "You're right."

The Black Feather Wizard and the Nine Heavens Wizard following behind nodded.

Those who didn't come were the Sun Wizard, the Nightmare Wizard, and the Day Wizard... who were responsible for guarding the Crimson Society headquarters.

The wizard Ash took out a stone tablet, or more precisely, a grid covered with dense crimson runes, wrapped with scarlet chains, and marked with coordinates and a key.

"Today, I will use all my resources and hope that my wish will be fulfilled."

The array plate connects to the central core of the Crimson Witch Array, where the Crimson Spirit will transmit the energy accumulated over the years through spatial nodes, activating the ancient power inscribed in the witch script.

This refers to the Six Realms Sealing Great Magic, continuously enhanced by generations of decision-making wizards and high-ranking wizards.

The five major powers in the Frostland each have their own focus.

The Crimson Society is all about sealing and enforcing laws.

The Six Realms Sealing Great Sorcery, unleashing its full power, is so potent that no one knows just how strong it is.

The essence of a profound foundation lies in the accumulation of generations, never having been used.

The Wizard of Hundred Victories took out a piece of blue metal that exuded a chilling aura. The moment particle energy was injected, the metal began to flow, gradually forming a special magical artifact.

The surrounding Moonlit Wizards wore solemn expressions, clearly indicating that this was not an ordinary situation.

The final design is a sharp, long sword, entirely blue, with a crystal handle.

The moment the Wizard of Acefire grasped it, his aura surged, and spiritual particle energy transformed into a celestial river reflecting his presence.

The other decision-making wizards from various factions followed suit and activated their hidden resources.

The Celestial Wizard holds up a purple tower in his right hand, which is connected to the main body and can be used to draw power at any time.

The Universal Wizard carries a bright lamp that emits a dazzling white light, so bright that it is impossible to look directly at it and even senses are blocked. Yet, it possesses an astonishing attraction, drawing people's gaze involuntarily, creating a paradoxical repulsion.

As the initiator of the plan, the Brahma Wizard presented a pure yellow eye, which was extremely clear and emitted a light more intense than the sun.

"Good, very good, show your brilliance as the embers before you leave the stage."

Hans Christian Andersen gently brushed his right hand across his lips, a smile appearing on his face. "Pleasure me to the fullest, with your best performance." (End of Chapter)