Wizard's Journey

Chapter 2047 The Erased Race

With heavy steps, the second-generation Wizard King arrived at the core space of the Eternal Sky City, looking at that lonely figure.

"What exactly did you see? Can you describe it in detail?"

The second-generation Wizard King was heartbroken to see Prometheus's true form, the metal cube, curled up like a child, trembling incessantly, in such a terrified state.

Although he vaguely sensed the absurd and terrifying ideas described by the first Wizarding King before his departure after becoming the second Wizarding King, and his intention to hide himself, it was only a vague feeling. He couldn't even judge whether it was real, just like when he was a child and suspected that there was a ghost under his bed, or that there was a fairy tale world waiting for him in a distant and unknown place.

The sobbing was uncontrollable.

When the second Wizard King saw Prometheus's expression, he was completely stunned. His three eyes were unable to react for a long time. At this moment, Prometheus really looked like a lost child who could not find his way home, completely overwhelmed by boundless fear.

"Mentor, supervisor..."

Upon seeing this, the second-generation Wizard King quickly walked to Prometheus and, like his own child, wholeheartedly protected him.

Seeing his most prized disciple reduced to this state, the Second Wizarding King's heart was breaking. He did his utmost to comfort Prometheus, crying out in anguish, "No matter what happens, I am with you, the wizarding world is with you!"

"I, I..."

Prometheus could no longer suppress his weakness.

Just like the inexplicable sadness and crying that comes after waking up as a child, Grimm's discovery of the voice of destiny at the end of the dimension is similar, revealing the weakest side of human nature. In the heart of every giant, there lives a helpless little child who suffered fear in childhood.

"I saw it, yet it was as if I didn't see it. I can't describe the feeling. Many people are spying on us in ways we can't understand, providing them with entertainment in their leisure time. Our every move, every experiment, our so-called privacy and secrets are all exposed under their scrutiny. They are conquering immortality. We are so pathetic and laughable, exposed to the public eye without realizing it, doing one thing after another with a sense of self-satisfaction."

The more Prometheus spoke, the more pain and fear he felt, and he roared in a sobbing voice, "Master, tell me, what are we?!"

The second-generation Wizard King could not comprehend Prometheus's almost insane fear at this moment, and comforted him in a low voice: "We are wizards, wizards who explore the truth and mystery of the endless world. If one day, future wizards find what you feel on the path of exploring the truth and mystery, they will surely defeat them, just like these ancient demons of formlessness that once defeated us."

"No, that's different, mentor, don't you understand yet?"

Prometheus, supporting the Second Wizard King, pursed his lips and said, word by word, "The words of the Black Wizard King before establishing the Dark Realm, Antonio's last hourglass, the fear of the previous Sixth Ring True Spirit Wizard, the First Wizard King's final words before leaving, and now me! Master, are you still unwilling to admit it? Our path to the profound truths is nothing but a joke played by those higher-dimensional beings. We are merely puppets living in this joke; we are nothing!"

The second Wizard King released Prometheus and no longer met his gaze.

"As one of the oldest True Spirit Wizards in the history of the wizarding world, although my achievements in the pursuit of truth are far inferior to yours, I understand the principles."

The calm words startled Prometheus behind him. Looking at his mentor, who was leaning forward in an evasive posture, Prometheus asked in bewilderment, "Then why are you still so calm, mentor? We are just a bunch of crickets living in transparent jars, crickets for the creatures outside the jars to enjoy and play with!"

"kindness."

The Second Wizarding King continued, "From the Dark Wizard King, Antonio, to the Sixth Ring True Spirit Wizard, the First Wizard, and now you, think about it carefully. What have you all become after exploring the ultimate truth? You've all become incomprehensible madmen. Yes, the theory of the Endless World Box has existed in the wizarding world for a long time, but so what? Are we supposed to live in fear because of it?"

Clenching his fist, the Second Wizard King continued, "I don't know if the Endless World is truly just a box, and we're all just puppets placed inside by higher-dimensional beings, crickets for their amusement. But I do know that we feel pain when we see our loved ones separated, we feel humiliation after our failures, and we feel anger because of unequal treatment. Billions upon billions of little wizards eat and sleep every day—that's enough. We truly exist! Perhaps we were indeed created by higher-dimensional beings, but from the moment we were created, we had our own lives, and a meaning to our existence!"

call……

Having said so much in one breath, the Second Wizard King had never argued with his disciple like this before. His intelligence far surpassed his own, and his talent and ambition were far beyond his own. Therefore, the Second Wizard King generally preferred to listen to his arrangements and rarely argued with him like this.

Prometheus stared blankly at the second Wizard King. These words seemed to open up another world for him, a world that was being freed from its deadlock.

"Speak. Now that you've sensed them, you should also be able to feel yourself being repelled by the endless dimensions of the world. How long can you stay here? What are your plans?"

The second-generation Wizard King had already sentenced Prometheus to death in his words, and was calculating the countdown.

"My consciousness is warning me that concealment will allow me to live longer, but the wizards need me for the Demon Hunting Expedition. I cannot give up halfway and abandon this Demon Hunting Expedition plan to follow my instincts and conceal myself. If this continues, I will be forcibly expelled from this dimension in at most five hundred years."

As he spoke, Prometheus said painfully, "Even when I could sense them, I was already disrupting the balance of this dimensional dimension. And now I've told my mentor about this disruption. If my mentor believes me, he will eventually end up like me, expelled from this dimensional box. I finally understand why those powerful races disappeared overnight. Those rulers recklessly proclaimed the mysteries of the dimensional dimension, making everyone firmly believe that higher-dimensional beings were spying on them. Therefore, they were ultimately expelled from this dimensional dimension. Mentor, you must not spread this news!"

With a chuckle, the Second Wizard King said, "Who said I believed it? Like many mystical pursuits, if you don't believe in them, they don't exist. To be honest, I don't believe in the box theory or the theory of fate. I believe that time will eventually find the final solution for us, so don't expect me to promote this theory and bring any genocidal disaster to wizards."

After offering words of comfort and explanation, the Second Wizard King sighed and said, "Five hundred years? Let's contact the First Wizard King and see if he has any decisions. As for exploring the ancient wizarding world, we can only trouble him with that."

"kindness."

He responded with a sound of agreement, but despite saying this, Prometheus was ultimately unable to truly escape the fear he had felt. Now, as if he had made up his mind, he gritted his teeth and said, "If one day I leave, I will take the Five Rings with me. They shouldn't exist in this world, they shouldn't be among wizards. Antonio's biggest mistake was not taking the Five Rings!"

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