Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 1018

Chapter 1008 I said, the ancestors’ ways are not to be followed, did you hear me?

White Cardamom Farm.

At this moment, as the starlight of the Sky-Full Tree dimmed, the entire space began to crumble. First, the highest energy level, L1, followed by the medium energy level, L2, and then the lowest energy level, which was the L3 level where Locke and the others were located.

The entire space of White Cardamom Farm began to shatter.

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The three layers of space shattered simultaneously. This key laboratory, which relied on the Sky-Full Tree for its existence, had lived for tens of thousands of years and was finally coming to an end.

At the same time, in the sky above the small world, the wizard Moromuta looked at the ring on his left hand. His eyes lit up. At this moment, under the influence of his mind, he seemed to see the phantom of his wife, Planknia. She stood gracefully in front of him with a smile on her face, and extended a slender hand to him.

The wizard Moromuta quickly took her hand.

“Miss Planknia, don’t leave me. Where are you? Where are you now?”

The phantom extended her left hand, then placed her index finger to her lips, and with a smile pointed to the wedding ring on Moromuta’s finger.

This ring was imbued with the magic of love.

Moromuta looked down at the ring on her finger. When two wizards truly love each other, and are not together for profit, then that love possesses magic.

This is the magical basis of the wedding rings of the Red Dragon Throne and the Rose Throne.

This magic was a bond, a connection between two souls. At this moment, the wizard Moromuta closed his eyes. “I understand what you mean, Miss Plankonia.”

“I will never allow the tragedy of our two ancestors to repeat itself in our lives. What cannot be seen with the eyes can be felt with the heart.”

“The moment we fell in love, a special connection was formed between our souls. Therefore, how could I not find you just because I cannot see you?”

At this moment, a strong light emanated from the wizard Moromuta’s magic ring. Immediately afterward, he released the unique black gravitational lines emitted by Hadron. He gritted his teeth; immense pressure descended upon his body, subjecting him to constant stress. At this moment, the wizard Moromuta successfully shared in the special connection between the witch Plankonia and the Sky Tree through the marriage ring. The wizard Moromuta gritted his teeth, because at this moment, his and Planknia’s souls were being pulled apart by the fourth-circle magic plant, the Sky-Fighting Tree. This enormous power was almost causing the two of them to fall apart from their souls to their bodies.

As a breeder in the vaporization stage, the witch Plankonia had completely lost control under this immense gravitational pull. Her body and soul drifted like raindrops, swaying aimlessly with the force of gravity, lost deep within the Cardamom Farm.

She didn’t know where she was,

or even how dangerous she was. She had been swept into the dark, uncharted depths of the Cardamom Farm, into a seemingly meaningless corner.

Yet, she sensed the presence of the wizard Moromuta.

Plankonia looked at the wedding ring on her right hand. The flowing pink magic didn’t originate from the Red Dragon Throne, nor from the ring itself, but from the power of the bond formed between the souls of two loving wizards. The total magical pressure of this bond was negligible, but it represented a tremendous resonance between two souls. That single point of substance pierced through the illusory space accumulated over millennia at the Cardamom Farm, allowing the two to successfully connect.

“Miss Plankonia,” said the wizard Moromota. “Wake up! You’re falling rapidly into the crevice at the edge of the Cardamom Farm. Once you’re in that meaningless space, even the Sun Ring Wizard won’t be able to pull you out.” “

And we have to fight against the gravity of the Sky Trees. This is the Senate’s scheme, Miss Plankonia. I’m going to use the [Reverse Force Field Wave] spell model to try and counteract this gravity and stop you from falling into the crevice at the edge of the Cardamom Farm.”

An invisible force field appeared around Moromota, tearing through space and causing streaks of red lightning to appear around him.

Because of the marriage ring, which connected their magic, the reverse force field wave created by Moromota also appeared on Plankonia.

Reverse Force Field Fluctuation is a force field that reverses the direction of all force field fluctuations around a wizard. It’s a powerful defensive spell of the Power School, and a unique, permanent defensive force field of the Moromuta family. While powerful, almost immune to most magic, this spell has the serious drawback of placing an immense physical burden on the user.

This is a flaw inherent in all Power School spell models,

but the Reverse Force Field Fluctuation’s side effects are more severe because it reverses the force field fluctuations, causing the body to bear twice the magical load of the Power School.

“Ah!”

The Moromuta wizard’s body was under immense strain; blood was flowing from his eyes and nostrils.

However, he dared not dispel his permanent defensive force field, the [Reverse Force Field Fluctuation].

He feared that the witch Plankonia’s body would succumb to the immense strain from the towering trees, and even more so, that Plankonia would truly fall into the meaningless crevice of the White Bean Farm.

Directly below him—in his small world—Lock looked at the iron tree, now transformed into a black, lamppost-like pillar, and sighed softly.

Locke waved his hand, and instantly the Pan God Witch Array completed its final step, completely converting the energy of the Green Dragon True Dragon Crystal.

A tender bud sprouted from the top of the iron tree, like a lamp.

Immediately afterward, magical light emanated from the top of the iron tree.

A resonance formed between the iron tree and the marriage between Moromuta and Plankonia, creating a three-way power.

Moromuta’s permanent defensive force field—the [Reverse Force Field Fluctuation]—also appeared around the iron tree.

Because a third party was absorbing the gravity of the towering iron tree, both Moromuta and Plankonia felt their bodies lighten. Furthermore, because the iron tree amplified Moromuta’s reverse force field fluctuations, Moromuta, with a flushed face and strenuous effort, finally managed to stop Plankonia’s rapidly spinning body from falling deeper into the White Cardamom Farm.

Upon seeing this, Moromuta exclaimed,

“Mr. Augustine, thank you!”

Locke, hands behind his back, was now at ease. Since he was in charge of this sub-project, he had full responsibility for it. Having taken on this key sub-project, it was his duty to help his teacher complete her plan. These things were inherently part of the project’s content.

Wasn’t this the job description for the key sub-project?

It was just overly demanding.

However, otherwise, his teacher wouldn’t have gone through so much selection before entrusting him with this important task.

Besides, he was already at the point of no return; he couldn’t get off this ship.

Fortunately, he was unaware of the situation beforehand, and the matter involved many wizards, including a large number of Senate wizards.

At this moment, protecting his students and assistants was not a problem, and even if it involved the ethics review committee, he had no fear.

Locke looked at the reverse force field fluctuations on the wizard Moromuta. This permanent defensive force field was similar to Antoine’s Absolute Reflection, but more like a simplified version of Antoine’s Absolute Reflection.

However, it was far inferior to Absolute Reflection,

and also incomparable to his own Forest Sanctuary.

At this moment, a cloud motorcycle appeared in the sky above the small world. The Lord of the Alarite City on Level 3 rode that cloud motorcycle, shattering space, coming from afar.

The Alarite’s face flushed red with anxiety. “What are you doing? This is… the power of the three!” “Is this [power of the three] resonating with the Sky-Piercing Tree?”

The Alarite extended his finger, and as it traced a line through space, a cube-shaped spatial prison formed by azure spatial cracks appeared around Locke and the wizard Moromuta.

These spatial prisons resembled a cube drawn by an artist on paper.

However, these spatial cracks were connected, actually trapping Locke and Moromuta in a different dimension he had created. This was the Alarite’s spatial talent.

After imprisoning Locke and Moromuta, the Alarite immediately slid his finger towards the iron tree. As his finger moved through the air in front of him, azure spatial slash descended towards the iron tree. A metallic

clang rang out, and the terrifying spatial slash only managed to leave a scratch on the iron tree’s trunk, which resembled a lamppost. The Alarit paused, turning to look at the iron tree. “What kind of magical plant is this? It can actually withstand the damage caused by spatial rifts.” “Well, since this magical plant can’t be destroyed, I’ll have to try something with the wizard.”

The Alarit’s small eyes narrowed, his gaze immediately locking onto the wizard Moromuta, noticing the permanent defensive force field surrounding him. However, he didn’t choose to attack Moromuta.

Because the reverse force field fluctuations could also reverse spatial force, at least the magical power he used to manipulate space. Although it couldn’t reverse most of it, White Bean Farm was in dire straits, and he didn’t have much time to waste.

Therefore, the Alarit did something: he drew a door in the air in front of him with his finger—a deep blue door. As soon as the door appeared, it instantly transformed into a portal connecting to space.

Star Ring Spell Model: Spatial Teleportation Portal!

The spatial portal is a classic spell model in the spatial science of the Conjuration school. This spell model requires locking onto the spiritual touch of the target point to teleport there. However, as an Alarite, he used his extraordinary spatial perception, unlike that of ordinary human wizards, to quickly locate the witch Plankonia, who was nestled in a meaningless crevice deep within the key laboratory.

Because she hadn’t fallen too deep,

he could still find her.

A cold glint flashed in the Alarite wizard’s eyes, because what he needed to do was kill the witch Plankonia, thus resolving the crisis at the Cardamom Farm.

Although, no matter how you looked at it, this witch was merely an accidental victim of a legitimate experiment, and she hadn’t acted intentionally,

the Alarite still harbored murderous intent.

At the same time, he was mentally prepared to be investigated and held accountable by the Academic Committee and the Ethics Review Committee afterward.

The Alarite wizard said, “Back then, my race was on the verge of extermination by the Pureblood Cult. Wherever we went, we were seen as harbingers of disaster, driven out, or even betrayed to the Pureblood Cult. Our race was on the verge of destruction when the Golden Dragon Wizard, in the name of Mount Golden Crown, took us in. After that, the Pureblood Cult waged 3761 wars against Mount Golden Crown because of this.” “

Since then, my race has lived under the Tree of Life for generations, and has completely lost faith in human wizards.”

The Alarite wizard’s fingers traced through the air, instantly creating a spatial rift. He grasped the rift and transformed it into a dagger. Then, he swung his left hand forward, and a spatial portal opened, revealing the witch Planknia in a meaningless corner of the White Cardamom Farm.

He took a step forward.

“I will absolutely not allow anyone to destroy this place. This is the most important asset of Golden Crown Mountain, the lifeblood of the Golden Dragon Wizard. My clan witnessed the Golden Dragon Wizard plant the Sky-Piercing Tree. This is the symbol of Golden Crown Mountain, the remnant of the Pureblood Era. Witch, die!” He gripped the Spatial Rift Dagger and thrust it towards the witch Planknia.

Instantly, the Spatial Rift Dagger collided with the reverse force field fluctuations emanating from Planknia. The two magical fields collided, and the ripples of the reverse force field fluctuations, which should have neutralized all power, spread outwards, causing the entire force field to shatter abruptly.

After all, Planknia was only a witch at the vaporization stage.

This was not her permanent defensive force field.

Therefore, their defensive capabilities were truly limited.

The wizard Moromuta was pale. He wanted to rush to help, also trying to enter the spatial portal in the small world, as it hadn’t closed yet.

However, he was imprisoned by the spatial cage spell cast by the Alarite.

His fist slammed into the spatial cage, creating ripples in space. Vast magical energy transformed into waves of killing intent, crashing against the rocks like a tide, attempting to shatter the spatial rift. Waves of killing intent impacted the spatial rift, but the walls formed by the rift remained unchanged, only rippling.

The

wizard Moromuta was still pale.

“Stop, wizard Guberdin! The witch Planknia is innocent! She’s still a wizard of our Golden Crown Mountain! You can’t kill her!” But the Alarite wizard Guberdin ignored him completely.

His spatial rift dagger pierced through the witch Plankonia’s enduring defensive field, intending to pierce her chest, penetrate her heart, channel the immense energy of the spatial rift through her body, kill her, and prevent her from being drawn to the Sky-High Tree.

But in that instant,

the spatial rift dagger was grasped by a hand.

The wizard Guberdin’s pupils constricted sharply. “This magic is… how is this possible? How did you…?”

At that moment, a claw formed from a Crimson Gold Sacred Peach tree seized the spatial rift dagger. The newcomer was none other than Locke Augustine, the wizard, with a Great Crying Dragon Sparrow behind him, a multi-eyed pineapple adorning his left eye, and his right hand entwined with a peach tree hand formed from a Crimson Gold Sacred Peach.

The Crimson Gold Sacred Peach tree could absorb all the metals in the world through its roots, possessing multiple natural magical structural components and energy-locking structures, absorbing and combining the power of these metals.

Therefore, before Locke used the Great Roaring Dragon Sparrow spell in conjunction with the Great Spring Breeze Dragon Sparrow spell to fly over through the spatial portal, he first threw some Time Crystals at the roots of the Crimson Gold Peach. Then, he used an accelerated growth spell to speed up its absorption, allowing its bark to contain Time Crystals. Time Crystals are just an ordinary magical material that even a first-ring wizard—a crystallized wizard—can break, but this magical alloy possesses extremely strong spacetime resistance. This is why the observation windows of wizard airships are all made of Time Crystals.

At this moment, the Crimson Gold Peach absorbed the Time Crystals and thus gained spacetime resistance. Therefore, Locke was able to use the [Peach Guard Spell] to transform the Crimson Gold Peach into its Crimson Gold Peach Claw and directly grasp the dagger that should have pierced the chest of the witch Planknia—an unstoppable spatial rift. The wizard Guberdin chanted an incantation, and instantly, the magical power of the Conjuration School flowed through the [Spiritual Touch] into the spatial rift dagger in his hand. The dagger immediately extended, transforming into a longsword that pierced Locke’s Crimson Gold Peach Claw.

Some peach bark and wood crumbled and fell.

The wizard Guberdin said, “Although I don’t know how you escaped my spatial prison, as a fellow Star Ring wizard, you are still too young. You are not yet accustomed to fighting Star Ring wizards. Young man, step aside.”

The wizard Guberdin swung the spatial rift longsword in his right hand, and instantly, powerful spatial energy slashed the Crimson Gold Peach Claw crookedly, attempting to completely shatter the peach tree claw.

Planknia’s consciousness was in a semi-conscious, semi-blurred state.

“Teacher…be careful…”

At this moment, Locke used a Peach Bow Thorn Arrow, and an Evolution Moon fell behind him, transforming into a bow and arrow. Then, a jujube branch fell from the Sky-Supporting Jujube tree, transforming into an arrow. This arrow shot towards the spatial rift sword in front of him like a ray of sunlight, attempting to shatter the spatial rift. However, the moment the arrow approached, it was distorted by the power of spatial distortion and then shattered.

Seeing this, Locke knew that his other offensive spells would likely be distorted by the spatial rift sword in the hands of the wizard Guberdin. The reason his Peach Guardian Spell was effective was probably because he had absorbed the Time Crystal with the Crimson Gold Peach.

Otherwise, his Crimson Gold Peach Claw would have been torn apart the moment it touched the spatial rift sword.

Upon witnessing this scene, the wizard Guberdin smirked, but his smile vanished in an instant. Locke’s Crimson Peach Claw, due to the Time Crystal’s resistance to spacetime, had become entangled with his Spatial Rift Longsword, their weapons mutually damaging, wearing each other down, and shattering.

Locke’s Crimson Peach even emitted a cracking sound as its trunk, unable to withstand the weight, snapped.

However, simultaneously, because the Peach Guardian Spell could absorb the magical energy of a destroyed target, the spatial magic energy of this spellcasting school flowed continuously towards the Crimson Peach, which was in its “half-tree-person” state. This resulted in Locke’s Crimson Peach Claw also acquiring a portion of spatial magic power.

Locke closed his eyes. He knew that the wizard Guberdin, as the once feared Alarite, possessed unparalleled spatial magic; therefore, the key to victory lay here.

He recalled his exchange with the wizard Appian of the Golden Dynasty.

He recalled his time at the Queen’s Seat in Shanghai, where he couldn’t achieve the overlapping of spiritual energy, as if the spiritual energy was saying he wasn’t worthy to control them.

Yes. The one

who truly absorbed a portion of his spiritual energy wasn’t the Lich God at the bottom of the Cold River that day.

It was this key laboratory!

The next moment, Locke opened his eyes. He felt for a brief moment that his life force intersected with the life force of his magical plant. Therefore, the Crimson Gold Peach, which should have been destroyed by the spatial rift sword, inexplicably gained life and, before being destroyed by the spatial rift sword… shattered the spatial rift sword itself.

Wizard Guberdin’s pupils suddenly contracted.

“Spiritual energy sharing a garment?”

“How old are you to have comprehended such an ancient technique?”

The spatial rift sword in Wizard Guberdin’s hand shattered abruptly. He fell backward, three bloody scratches appearing on his face from the Crimson Gold Peach’s claws.

Wizard Guberdin was furious.

“Although you used Spiritual Embrace just now, it wasn’t complete at all. It seems you were just lucky. In that case, you can go away.” He stretched out his fingers and slid them through the air, and then a cage formed around Locke.

A spatial prison.

The wizard Guberdin was about to kill the witch Plankonia on the other side.

At that moment, the wizard Moromuta attacked the spatial prison with killing intent waves from within the small world. He threw punch after punch, each punch shaking spacetime, but the spatial prison only rippled continuously, without breaking in the slightest.

The wizard Moromuta pleaded with Locke, “Lord Locke, I swear to you for life. As long as you can save Plankonia, I will serve you like a slave from now on, without any complaints!”

“Please, Lord Locke.”

“Lord Locke!”

At this moment, in the meaningless spatial rift of the White Cardamom Farm, Locke stood still, looking at the spatial prison that trapped him. This spatial prison was even stronger than the last one.

“Moromota, needless to say. Once Planknia is my student, always she is. How can I pretend not to see someone trying to kill my student?”

Locke’s magical pressure suddenly shifted as he activated his Star Ring-level bloodline power—the bloodline of the Three-Eyed Tiger Cat. Locke’s muscles bulged and jutted out, his entire body becoming a mass of muscle, a single innate demonic eye appearing on his forehead. The powerful magical pressure transformed into silvery magical light, crashing against the spatial rift.

Then, the Moon of Evolution appeared behind Locke.

The wizard Guberdin was stunned.

“So that’s how it was. He relied on his Star Ring-level bloodline power to enhance his physical body, breaking through my spatial cage with his superior physique?” The spatial cage looked formidable, with its spatial rupture, but after activating his innate demonic eye and enhancing his perception, Locke instantly realized the spell’s flaw—the magical pressure of the wizards it could trap had to be below a certain value. This value was likely the ratio between the magical pressure of the wizard using the spell and that of the trapped individual.

Therefore, the moment Locke strengthened his body and amplified his magical pressure using the Star Ring bloodline, the spatial cage created by the wizard Guberdin, whose magical pressure was 21,000, could no longer suppress him.

Locke unleashed a Crimson Gold Peach Claw, and the spatial power contained within it transformed into a spatial slash, striking the spatial cage. The spatial cage shattered.

The wizard Guberdin looked at Locke and saw a huge, silver-white, three-eyed tiger-eye cat vaguely behind him, lying on his back and looking at him with the eyes of someone scrutinizing prey. At that moment, even the old Star Ring wizard Guberdin felt a chill run down his spine.

The wizard Guberdin chanted a spell, and a hexagonal spatial cube appeared behind him. This cube floated in mid-air, allowing him to float as well and increasing his flight speed.

Wizard Guberdin looked at Locke and said, “Wizard Augustine, you are a promising young talent of Golden Crown Mountain, a core member of our Golden Crown Mountain, and an important new blood for our Academic Committee. You have a bright future, and I hope you will respect yourself. I understand your desire to protect your students, but the current situation is too complicated. We are not enemies. Get out of the way. We must kill the witch behind you to resolve this situation.” “

If we don’t kill her, then we can only kill that Wizard Moromuta, but he is a member of the thirteen original families of the Senate. If we kill him, it will easily cause a direct confrontation between the Academic Committee and the Senate. Wizard Augustine, you must consider the bigger picture.”

Wizard Guberdin looked at Locke, who was holding the Crimson Gold Peach Claw, with the Great Roaring Dragon Sparrow behind him and the Sky-Supporting Jujube in his left hand. He knew that he could not break through Locke in a short time, so he spoke to persuade him, wanting Locke to step aside.

At this moment, Locke saw that the Alarite wizard Guberdin in front of

him was constantly experiencing spatial flickering phenomena. One after another, silver magical radiance flashed in front of him.

In the deepest part of this farm space, in a corner of this meaningless space never before reached by anyone, one Alarite after another appeared before him.

An entire Alarite wizarding legion, mainly composed of crystallized wizards and ordinary second-ring wizards, appeared before him. In that instant, Locke felt as if he had entered a wizarding battlefield, facing an entire wizarding army alone. The magical pressure was like a storm, rushing towards him, and he was a ship in the storm.

But the next moment, Locke activated the Abyss Dragon bloodline again. With the blessing of the two star ring bloodlines, the Moon of Evolution descended from the sky, and the Tree of Prosperity rose from the ground, transforming into a golden tree.

A silver-white three-eyed tiger-eyed cat illusion walked towards him from the left, while the deep black Abyss Dragon bloodline flew in from the right.

He was not a small boat in the storm, but a giant ship.

He would stand firm against the wind and waves.

Locke faced this Alarite wizarding legion alone.

Wizard Guberdin, wary of Locke’s power, wasn’t confident he could defeat him quickly, so he could only say, “Augustin, you are a promising young talent of Golden Crown Mountain. How can you abandon the greater good for a witch?”

Locke looked at Wizard Guberdin and calmly said, “Protecting my student is my priority.”

Wizard Guberdin said, “You are provoking the wrath of the masses! White Cardamom Farm is a laboratory established by our ancestors, the most important asset of Golden Crown Mountain. It has been passed down through generations, and every generation of wizards has benefited from it. The Golden Dragon Wizard once said—no matter what happens, protect the farm; it is the foundation for Golden Crown Mountain’s resurgence.”

“This is the command of our ancestors; you must obey.” “

In the pure-blood era, Golden Crown Mountain suffered several defeats. If we hadn’t been able to hide in this farm space, Golden Crown Mountain would have perished long ago. Get out of the way.”

“Your student must die today. The White Cardamom Farm is of great significance to us; this is our ancestral precept!”

Behind the portal, under the worried gaze of Wizard Moromoto, Locke waved his sleeve.

“I’ve never understood something, why some wizards have openly and secretly told me there was something wrong with the White Cardamom Farm. Until this accident, I didn’t understand. But now, I finally know the reason.”

Locke raised the Crimson Peach Claw and said, “Mr. Guberdin, there’s something you understand?”

Wizard Guberdin looked at Locke with confusion and anxiety.

Locke replied, “Our ancestors’ teachings are no longer valid.” “

The ancestral precepts spoken of by the Golden Dragon Wizard in the past, I see, are no longer valid today. I will not allow you to kill my student in front of me!” Wizard Guberdin and the many Alarit people were enraged upon hearing this. Wizard

Guberdin’s pupils suddenly contracted.

“Arrogant. I spared your life because you’re talented and young.”

“I didn’t expect you to be so reckless.”

“You have no sense of the bigger picture!”

“You think you can overthrow our farm? Deep within this farm, there are numerous avatars of wizards at the third ring or higher of Golden Crown Mountain! Their intervention is enough to stabilize the space. I see now, you’re doing this on purpose.”

“Kill!”

At this moment, countless spatial spells rained down on Locke, spatial blades attacking him, striking the Crimson Peach Claw on his hand, colliding with Locke’s Myster Power.

Even the permanent defensive force field formed by Myster Power seemed insignificant in the face of so many spells.

“Teacher, if you take on this sub-project without some skill, you’re doomed!”

Locke pondered.

“No wonder you gave it to me.”

Locke realized that the biggest advantage of the Permanent Defensive Field Shell over the Permanent Defensive Field was that the Permanent Defensive Field was like a shell covering the wizard’s soul, while the Permanent Defensive Field Shell was like fused with his own soul, making his soul permeated with the defensive strength of the Permanent Defensive Field. That’s why he wasn’t shattered into dust in this round of attacks, only feeling dizzy and disoriented from the spatial blades. Just as the opponent was about to continue their attack,

Locke suddenly summoned a pagoda-shaped broccoli.

At this moment, Locke had gradually mastered the spiritual energy fusion technique previously used by the wizard Appian. His own life energy intersected with the life energy of the pagoda-shaped broccoli, causing it to grow larger and envelop all the Alarit people, generating a suction force that aimed to draw them all into it.

Instantly, some crystallized wizards of the Alarit people were forcibly sucked in.

Taking advantage of this moment, Locke took out two Two-Singing Cicada Spirit Macros and two Golden Horned Cicada Spirit Macros. He then collided the two Two-Singing Cicada Spirit Macros together, dividing them into four and a half parts. He then modified the two half-two-singing cicada spirit macros, sandwiching one Golden Horned Cicada spirit macro between them. This was the spirit macro used for the Teleportation Potion.

Locke took a deep breath, then overlapped the two modified Two-Singing Cicada Spirit Macros.

Spirit Macro Overlap!

This time, the two cicada spirit macros circled his arm for a moment before suddenly going out of control. However, Locke released his magical pressure, shattering the already crumbling farm space around him. After the space shattered, a portion of the wizarding world’s dimensional principles poured in—the wizarding world’s space. Because outside the farm was the wizarding world.

The entire farm had been dimensionally reduced.

But now, because the Sky-High Trees had been displaced, the farm’s dimensional reduction could no longer be maintained stably. After Locke released his magical pressure with all his might, the farm space shattered, and the dimensional principles of the real world poured in.

Locke’s out-of-control spirit macros suddenly stabilized.

Locke turned to look at the Alarite wizard Guberdin, who had long since escaped the pull of the pagoda-shaped broccoli but stood before him, quietly watching him layer his spirit macros. He raised the layered, two-singing cicada and golden-horned cicada spirit macros in his hand to the wizard.

“Did you see that? In this farm, a wizard can’t control the spirit macro. Do you know what that means, Wizard Guberdin? You stopped because you noticed it too.” “

This key laboratory is in a state of dimensional reduction. It’s flawed, a world with reduced dimensions, the same dimension as the virtual world. It’s a virtual world that looks very similar to the real world; many experiments can be conducted here, but it’s not the real world. At least in this world, spirit macro superposition is impossible, so this is just a virtual world that approximates the real world.” Locke had already vaguely sensed the Star Ring Dilemma; the essence of the starry sky above the water.

Of course, he only sensed a small part of the edge of this Star Ring Dilemma; the void above the water.

Locke said, “When I was planting iron trees in this world, I already had a vague feeling that this world didn’t seem to be the real world. I think the reason why the iron trees haven’t sprouted for so long might be because of this. This world looks very similar to the real world, but in fact, it’s very different. A slight difference can lead to a huge discrepancy. Can the results produced in this laboratory really become projects within the wizarding world? This key laboratory’s dimensional reduction is at least a burden for me in potions and iron tree cultivation.”

Wizard Guberdin looked at Locke with a dark face.

“Nonsense,” said the wizard Guberdin, hands behind his back. “It seems reasonable, but it’s all nonsense. How could a Star Ring wizard like you possibly understand the laboratories set up by these High Ring wizards?”

“This is the Wizarding World, just with a lower dimension. Conducting experiments here is equivalent to conducting experiments in the Wizarding World.” “As long as you pay a little attention to the conversion between high and low dimensions, the results will be fine. Think of how many resources the Cardamom Farm can save us. The same experiment, if not lowered in dimension, but conducted in the Wizarding World, would cost more than ten times more.”

Locke said, “I’m not saying the Cardamom Farm is wrong. I’m just saying you can’t kill my student in front of me. I think waiting to see how things develop is also an option. Lord Guberdin, perhaps things aren’t as bad as they seem. Why not wait and see where the Sky-Piercing Tree will end up?”

Wizard Guberdin snorted coldly, “I won’t show any mercy anymore.”

A vast space appeared behind him—his ultimate magic.

It resembled a giant celestial curtain.

A massive magical pressure surged towards Locke. After unleashing a powerful spell, four spatial magic orbs of different colors appeared behind the wizard Guberdin, seemingly four spatial spells infused with powerful magical runes.

Guberdin’s magical pressure was 21,000, and he possessed four powerful magical runes,

corresponding to the four spell models on his back.

Guberdin sneered.

“I have a nickname, ’50/50.’ Because below the Moon Ring level, I can always trade one for one.”

“That’s all thanks to these four spells—Void Annihilation Orb, Void Illusion Orb, Void Defeat Orb, and Void Destruction Orb.” “

These are spells passed down through my clan for ten thousand years.”

“Spells that were once only used against the Pureblood Cult. I didn’t originally intend to use them on you. But since this is the case, I have no choice.” Locke instantly sensed a life-threatening danger, because these four spells from his opponent didn’t seem to be ordinary spells. Even the user seemed to have to pay a heavy price, and he sensed an ancient spiritual energy coming from afar, converging with Guberdin. That was likely the magic of the Alarite people from the pure-blood era, converging on him through the spiritual energy of the countless fighting trees. In other words, he wasn’t facing a wizard,

but rather the ultimate weapon that Mount Golden Crown had once laid against the pure-blood cult. Just

as Locke was about to unleash his full magic to meet the enemy, the space before him suddenly shattered, and a true dragon, its body brimming with natural primal force, appeared.

It was the Fairy Dragon, the guardian of the key laboratory, making its move!

The Fairy Dragon said, “Guberdin, stop! I am here on the orders of the witch Catherine. This is His Majesty the Throne’s beloved disciple. How can you use such magic on him without authorization? Locke, quickly take your student and leave this place. I’ll cover your retreat. Go!”