Wizard's Journey

Chapter 2050 Philosophical Paradox

"Green".

Prometheus and Grin sat facing each other. Although Prometheus showed no outward signs of distress, Grin knew from the incompatibility and rejection he had experienced with the square runes that he had accepted the doubts he held in his heart.

After a long silence between himself and Green, Prometheus spoke first.

"Long before the Second Civilization War, I met a wandering alien race among the ancient wizards. At that time, I was just a minor True Spirit, ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. That alien race was probably you now."

At this point, Prometheus chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"He told me that some things don't exist if you don't believe them, but they already exist if you doubt them. And the will is the most stubborn thing in the world. Even if you force yourself to forget it, it will still take root in your subconscious. The more you care about it and try to forget it, the more stubborn it becomes in your consciousness. At that time, I scoffed at these words, but now I finally understand their meaning."

Green nodded and said, "You mean the immortal soul recorded in the Book of the Holy Tower? Its ability is indeed quite interesting. It creates an atmosphere to make others doubt reality until they believe that it has certain special abilities. Then, by relying on the doubts of others, it truly obtains these abilities, achieving the power to create something from nothing, transforming ideals into reality, and even achieving immortality. This life form is indeed extraordinary."

"Yes, that's it."

Prometheus said, "I have always thought that its power is the very power that wizards have been desperately seeking—the power to turn dreams into reality. Such a power simply cannot exist."

After a pause, Prometheus said painfully, "However, now that I have become a skeptic, I finally understand the power of this force. Because the more I understand, the various perceptions that were once bound by the system of rules of truth will be broken, and I will begin to doubt the mysteries of truth and doubt myself. And this idea will become the source of power for those higher-dimensional beings. What's terrifying is that once this idea is formed, it can never be forgotten."

Green said calmly, "Now you know why those dimensional expeditionary forces failed, right? It was precisely because of self-doubt that they started the dimensional expedition. So what they saw was the power of self-doubt. For those high-dimensional beings, no matter what we do, the limit we can create is only a wisp of consciousness."

Green added, "And then there are those groups that were wiped out overnight. They spread high-dimensional theories and doubted the reality of their own existence. When the whole society fell into this superstitious cycle, the nonsense of 'three men make a tiger' turned into unwavering truth, and the influence of those high-dimensional consciousnesses on them became unprecedentedly strong."

So that's why!

Prometheus said, word by word, "All the unconscious words of our predecessors, and the clues I've encountered in the endless worlds, could all be atmosphere created by those higher-dimensional beings, leading us to pursue power to the peak, only to become their source of power, and then slaughter us, these outcasts about to disrupt the complex rules?"

Green gave Prometheus a deep look and said, "Our brief exchange has not only increased your spacetime displacement, but it has also affected me. Your suspicions are becoming more and more firm, and you are courting death."

"what!"

Prometheus awoke with a start, panting heavily.

Then, seemingly unwilling to give up, he asked, "How did you manage to stay in this dimension? I can already sense your extraordinary life nature."

"kindness……"

With a drawn-out tone, Green seemed to be reflecting on the author's thoughts, recalling all the fragmented memories he had at the end of the dimension.

"It was my soulmate, Eight Rainbow Nevisi, who saved me. The specific mystery can probably only be solved by Antonio, the discoverer of Eight Rainbow Nevisi. I can only get the answer I want from Millie after the wizarding world returns. However, I think it is probably because of saving me that my soulmate, Eight Rainbow Nevisi, suffered a backlash from another imperceptible and indescribable high-dimensional force. This force is not fate, nor is it self-doubt or superstition. I think... no, I don't know either."

After a pause, Green added, "Just like the principle that our words cannot be spread, otherwise they will gradually contaminate everyone who hears them like a disease, taking root in their subconscious. Millie's answer is probably the same. If you doubt it, it becomes real, and the only way to not doubt it is to not come into contact with it! Even the most steadfast person, once exposed to it, will find these superstitious ideas clinging to them like maggots, never truly forgotten."

"Before I leave, I will be taking the Fifth Ring True Spirit Wizard with me. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Behave calmly," Prometheus asked.

Green shook his head.

"There are many such dimensional nodes, not just limited to the wizarding world. Other races also have such objects of destiny. The source of these nodes is not the Five Rings, but the Book of the Holy Tower. The Five Rings are merely a pawn that has been manipulated. Yes, the Book of the Holy Tower is indeed the source of the dimensional plague that spread in the wizarding world, but without it, future wizards would not even have the right to doubt themselves when they come into contact with the mysteries of truth. In the process of self-weakening, they would gradually be replaced by other races."

Prometheus said defiantly, "Does this mean we truly have no chance of resistance at all?!"

"Resist?"

Green slowly rose from his chair, stretched, and surveyed the empty core space. He calmly said, "Our relationship with them is like the relationship between void creatures. While they appear to be hostile and incompatible as a group, from a broader perspective, it's a system of complex rules. However, the rules governing dimensions are far more grand, giving the vast, endless dimensions even richer and more diverse rules. If deep down you don't see yourself as a pawn in the process of killing and evolution, but rather as the supreme controller of the endless dimensions, then all of this seems to make sense, doesn't it?"

"You mean, if we want to truly become higher-dimensional beings, we must defeat the thing that sets the rules for infinite dimensions and set new rules? This... this is simply an impossible paradox."

Green patted Prometheus on the shoulder and said, "These philosophical discussions are like theology in the eyes of lower beings. They're fine between the two of us. Let these words fade into history with us. All we can do is truly live, experience richer and more wonderful joys, cherish everything around us, and face everything with composure."

If the Second Wizard King's words only made Prometheus less outwardly pathetic, then his conversation with the First Wizard King at this moment allowed him to accept everything on a spiritual level.

Unfortunately, the two could no longer have contact for an extended period. The more they contacted each other and communicated, the more unwavering their self-doubt became, and the deeper they were influenced by being peered into from a higher dimension.

Watching the first Wizard King walk away calmly, and then looking at his own desolation and helplessness, Prometheus took a deep breath.

"This is the unparalleled genius in the wizarding world, a legend revered as the god of wizards by the ignorant masses."

Close your eyes, then open them again, and it seems as if everything has returned to how it was before.

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PS: This chapter is related to many of the previous chapters and can be considered the basic setting of the dimensions in The Wizarding Journey. If you are interested, you can read this chapter several times in detail.

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