Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 648

Chapter 645 Please return to my era!

Chapter 645: Please return to… my era!
Locke checked the iron ball in his hand. He observed it carefully and found that no matter how much magic energy he input into it, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Apart from that, I didn’t find anything special.

But this makes this strange iron ball seem even more special.

Locke checked it again and found nothing abnormal with the iron ball, so he put it into the Star Ring.

Witch Charlotte held up a wizard sword that shone with dazzling holy light and said, “There’s another possibility. Telling us this isn’t a good thing.”

“Don’t forget, there’s a so-called Black Sun Tower within. In the princess’s opinion, letting future generations share this sensitive information is never considered a good intention.”

Locke nodded. “Indeed.”

The four people recorded the negative energy particle field information on the surface of the small princess statue. At the same time, they soon discovered that the small statue had two sides.

On one side, the princess is looking into the distance, looking forward to the king’s return from battle; on the other side, the princess is wearing the queen’s clothes, majestically ruling the world.

There are also corresponding texts on the base of the statue on this side.

However, these words were written in a very ancient magical language, so the four of them were stunned for a moment when they saw it. They could only divide the language into four parts, and then each person was responsible for translating one part.

An hour later, the four of them pieced together part of their translation.

As a result, after watching this part, the four of them had very strange expressions on their faces.

Warwick said, “First, this mausoleum complex is under a special spell. It is predicted that if a wizard earl forcibly enters, the entire mausoleum will sink into the river of the abyss. The entire mausoleum will be destroyed, and the wizard earl will perish together with him.”

“The princess doesn’t want her tomb to be desecrated by high-level wizards.”

“In the Age of Stars, a first-ring wizard could become a Grand Viscount and establish a Viscountry, a very small magical kingdom. A second-ring wizard could become a Wizard Earl and establish a relatively powerful Earldom. This was also the level of most magical kingdoms in that era.”

“Only a three-ring wizard can be called a wizard king. Of course, the wizard king of that era… in this era, his combat power may not really be comparable to that of today’s three-ring wizards. After all, times progress.”

“This prayer records that the princess married an unparalleled hero. This unparalleled hero ushered in a great era, an era in which mortals ruled their own way. Wizards ascended to the sky and became gods, while some mortals were chosen by the wizards to be kings and rule the world.”

“At least that’s how it is in that land of peerless heroes. It’s a shame the name of the person and kingdom mentioned in this prayer has been completely obliterated. Apparently, it’s due to the curse of name removal.”

The four of them looked at each other and saw caution in each other’s eyes.

They may have found the truth behind the nameless king’s curse of being expelled.

The other party seems to have created a special historical period called the Mortal Era, and implemented this system within the borders of their own magical kingdom, and was targeted by a force called the [Tower of the Black Sun].

“The Mortal Age…” Locke pondered. “That entire era was called the Age of Stars. But in this prayer, the events within that kingdom are referred to as the Mortal Age. Does this mean that the nameless king’s ambition is to completely end the Age of Stars and usher in the entire world into the Mortal Age?”

“And this decision of his made him the target of the Black Sun Tower, hidden behind the Age of Stars.”

Wizard Warwick nodded. “I think it’s very likely. It makes sense. Look at the second half of the prayer. It says that this great hero conquered all lands, with the wizard as god and the mortal as king. God and king fought for the lands and ultimately won.”

“The kingdom has reached its limit.”

“Seventy percent of the wizarding world has been unified by that king. At this time, that peerless hero orders all wizards… all wizards… to surrender their magic?”

Warwick’s voice was distorted. “That peerless hero demanded that all magic in heaven and earth be gathered under his control. He transformed that power into the might of the mortal kings chosen by the gods.”

“The power of God and King is completely combined.”

“Gods and kings battled far and wide, unrivaled. Only one step remained, and that unrivaled hero would unify the wizarding world and re-emerge the Empire, ending the Age of Stars and ushering in the next Age of Mortals.”

All four of them were silent.

Locke frowned and thought, “The wizarding world in the Age of Stars must have been much smaller than it is now. Perhaps only one-tenth the area?”

Witch Xia Li said, “Some archaeologists believe that one in thirty is quite a feat. Furthermore, in the Age of Stars, a third-ring wizard was already considered a formidable force. Some powerful wizard kings were likely on the verge of becoming a fourth-ring wizard, or were already fourth-ring wizards themselves, which is why they were so dominant in the world.”

“In the Age of Stars, first-ring wizards were already the backbone of wizard civilization, second-ring wizards were already the upper echelons of the wizarding world, and third-ring wizards were the absolute kings who ruled over the great magical powers.”

Locke said, “Even so. This nameless king who is about to unify the wizarding world is absolutely powerful. However, for unknown reasons, he has opened up a mortal era and confronted the Tower of Black Sun.”

“I’m afraid he was still an enemy of all the magical kingdoms.”

“Even many wizards in his own country are his enemies.”

Warwick’s voice remained distorted. “What concerns me most is the last part of the prayer. Look—”

Warwick read the translation he had made: “People of the future, my achievements as a witch are extremely limited. I will never be able to become a second-ring wizard in my lifetime, but I do have considerable experience in the way of kingship.”

In the remaining territory of the Greatest Hero, I discovered a gifted necromancer. He loathed necromancy, yet was forced to learn it by his family. I recognized his potential, and he shared his grand vision with me: the Mordor language.

[I respectfully inform Heaven and the truth that I have invested all of my limited remaining resources and the remaining respect those people have for me into this wizard, and will strive to help him fulfill his dream. He believes that as wizard civilization grows in time, many ancient technologies and truths will be lost.]

To prevent this from happening, he discovered a completely different path within necromancy. The brilliance of his path draws my gaze. Before him, I seem so insignificant, and my king seems no longer great.

If the king and I’s hegemony only lasts a hundred years, can this wizard’s teachings be passed down for tens of thousands of years, allowing his disciples in later generations to find traces of me in the past?

As a First Ring witch, I couldn’t stand against the Tower of the Black Sun. But they looked down on me, allowing me to survive and not restricting me. So, I staked my entire future on this wizard’s dream. If his dream came true, future generations of wizards would surely have countless disciples and followers like him.

Because according to his description, his disciples in the future will become a group of tomb robbers roaming around the world and traveling through various timelines, they will unearth all the secrets of this time period.

If this is the case, some things can transcend the curse of expulsion and be passed on to future generations.

[This is the only possibility for me, a weak person, to defeat that behemoth.]

Please turn this statue of mine three times to the left and once to the right. The echo in the heart of the city will erupt.

Please tell me… I won.

The four of them looked at each other.

Witch Charlie said, “An echoing explosion? We can indeed use historical re-enactments to capture her echoes, and through her echoes, fix her memory, transforming the entire city into… a scene from the past.”

“Pull this city into the past!”

Warwick’s eyes were filled with enthusiasm. “Yes, with the strength of the four of us, we can definitely do it!”

“It’s just… have we dug up the tomb of one of the origins of the Archaeology Wizard? But the origin wizard of Archaeology hid himself, seemingly afraid that the Archaeology Wizard would dig up his tomb. Of course, some people also think that this is a question given by the origin wizard of Archaeology Wizard to all Archaeology Wizards, asking us to find his identity.”

“I didn’t expect that we would come across these fragments of his descriptions by people from the past.”

Locke was speechless. “Did you notice that the princess never revealed the identity of the archaeological wizard or gave any valuable description of him?”

“I’m afraid that during this period, this ancestor of archaeology was already calculating all future archaeology wizards.”

Witch Charlie couldn’t help but laugh. “This person is really interesting.”

“So, are you guys going to do it?”

“Once we do this, the entire city will be trapped in the past, and we can’t guarantee whether the four of us using historical reconstruction together will be successful or what accidents may occur.”

“Will it put all wizards in this entire city into great danger?”

Warwick said, “Why not? We came here just to uncover the secret! How can we just stop like this?”

Locke said, “I have no objection.”

“Also, this is the first time I’ve used historical re-creation to capture historical trajectories and pull the city into the past.”

“This is a rare experience for me.” Locke threw a bottle of holy spring nectar to the pale-faced wizard McKinley.

Wizard McKinley opened the bottle, took a sniff, and then showed a look of delight. “Thank you, Wizard Augustine.”

“Then I’ll do it too.”

(End of this chapter)