Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 723

Chapter 720 An Alternative Use of the Moon Goddess’s Blessing Spell!

At this moment, the Perfect Tree Treant, due to Edgar’s own resurrection, returned to the Tree of Life, resulting in relatively low energy dissipation and extremely high conversion efficiency.

A large amount of deathly spiritual energy, which was originally unusable in the Silent Plane, was transformed into leaves of the Tree of Life through botanical principles that even Locke found somewhat incomprehensible. Then, through the spell model of “Returning to Roots,” the leaves were transformed into magical tides, nourishing the plane.

Locke frowned. ‘Converting the leaves of the Tree of Life into magical tides through Returning to Roots is simple. But the preceding part, using the Tree of Life and the original second-circle spell model “Life Drain” to convert deathly spiritual energy into life energy, is something I truly cannot understand.’

‘Edgar’s research on the Treant has reached an extremely refined level. This magic is full of his personal characteristics; even if others want to imitate it, they can only achieve half the result with twice the effort.’ To become a second-circle wizard, Locke

consulted extensive botany and ecology books. Indeed, the second-circle materials didn’t mention any spell that could convert deathly spiritual energy into life energy.

This meant Edgar had used some special method to achieve this unconventional feat—

converting it into necromantic energy using botanical methods. However, this method seemed to require him to actually die and transform into a treant.

Frankly, it was quite risky.

At this moment, Edgar attacked the disc-shaped creature Omega again. The treant’s hand, belonging to the Perfect Treant, covered Omega’s body, specifically the eerie blue halo.

He activated [Return to Trees] again.

The next moment, Omega’s massive projection on the Silent Dimension collapsed instantly, its energy forcibly converted into deathly spiritual energy, which was then converted into life energy.

Locke, seeing this, immediately recognized that Edgar had first used [Return to Roots] to convert Omega’s power into death energy, and then into life energy.

However, the power had suffered significant energy loss during these conversions.

The conversion efficiency is approximately one-tenth.

Ten portions of deathly spiritual energy can only be converted into one magical tide, and even that one magical tide cannot be considered fully usable.

Due to the short observation period, Locke has not yet fully grasped its potential.

However, this efficiency is already astonishing.

This is because Edgar managed to convert the spiritual energy of both death and life into each other, establishing a cycle. Secondly, the mortal realm of the Silent Plane has indeed been emptied.

Every additional unit of energy must be paid to the world-level magical realm.

However, the mortal realm of the Silent Plane still contains a large amount of deathly spiritual energy that even this world cannot utilize. This portion of deathly spiritual energy has accumulated over the years, piling up within the plane. The Silent Plane is simply unable to handle this deathly spiritual energy, lacking a truly effective mechanism.

Over time, this deathly spiritual energy, invisible to mortals, accumulates on the surface of the mortal realm, remaining stagnant in the strata, thus forming a massive accumulation of unusable energy.

Edgar’s Tree of Perfection, on the other hand, utilizes this portion of deathly spiritual energy that the Silent Plane cannot effectively utilize, constructing a cycle of deathly spiritual energy.

In truth, the Shadow Fern is also a cycle of deathly spiritual energy, but compared to the Tree of All Things Returning to Its Roots, it is incredibly rudimentary.

Furthermore, the Shadow Fern can only utilize the deathly spiritual energy of recently deceased humans, while the Tree of Perfection can utilize the deathly spiritual energy accumulated from the very beginning of this silent plane through various creatures, plants, and other forms.

Moreover, it uses the “Returning to Roots” technique to transform it into a magical tide, feeding back to the plane.

It doesn’t create a so-called afterlife of plants, a rudimentary version of the Emerald Dream, but rather a second-circle magical plant that can stand tall and upright in the present world, forming a unique ecosystem in this world.

It is also a powerful, supreme magic.

“Ecosystem?” Locke looked at Edgar, exchanging a glance with him. “It seems this guy shares the same understanding of supreme magic as me and the Golden Crown Mountain.”

Wizard Edgar stretched out his palm in Locke’s direction, and instantly, the Tree of Perfection extended its giant hand towards Locke.

“Quinjol University believes that Great Magic is a magical source, meaning their understanding of Great Magic is basically limited to magical sources or magical items. Indeed, Great Magic exhibits many characteristics consistent with magic; it is neither a simple spell model nor a simple magical item.”

“Within the spell model are nested spell models, like a complete skill tree. Therefore, my understanding of Great Magic is that it is a skill tree ecosystem.”

Edgar then summoned Quinjol’s two assistants and quickly ordered them to enter his Perfect Treant and share their Great Blessing.

The two witches exchanged glances, and faced with Edgar’s capriciousness, they could only shrug. After all, they were still in the competition, so they didn’t say much and directly entered the Treant.

At this moment, Edgar quickly constructed a second-circle spell with Great Magic runes on his Perfect Treant and simultaneously cast the Great Magic: All Things Return to the Tree on Locke.

The Perfect Treant’s giant hand reached out to grab Locke, and at the same time, countless green leaves appeared, fluttering around the hand, and a green magical source appeared in its palm.

The magical pressure emanating from Locke’s body erupted with sparks of magical electricity, and streams of energy flowed towards the natural vortex.

All Things Return to the Tree!

Because this magic could also plunder the natural energy within Locke!

As a botanical wizard, Locke’s entire body was imbued with natural magic.

Edgar’s eyes were filled with confidence. “Locke, now I truly unleash my ultimate magic. This moment marks the beginning of our battle.”

“Hmm?”

Edgar looked at Locke and used the first-circle spell, Eye of the Plants. A small magical plant, resembling a monocle, immediately sprouted from his left eye, circling it to form a magical eye.

In his eye, Locke seemed to have become one with nature, boundless natural force pouring into his body. Even with All Things Return to the Tree absorbing so much energy, it couldn’t drain it all.

“This is…” Edgar quickly realized that Locke was using the Permanent Defensive Field, Oak Armor, establishing some kind of connection with the earth beneath his feet, resulting in an inexhaustible supply of natural energy.

At the same time, a full moon appeared in the sky behind Locke. The moon seemed to crash into the earth, falling from the sky and shattering the tree-man’s arm,

interrupting the “Return to the Tree – Greatest Power” spell .

Simultaneously, Edgar, in an instant, added a massive rune to the second-circle spell model—the “Life Piercing Strike” spell!

A second-circle wizard’s spell system is built around their ultimate magic, not just for tactical reasons, but because ultimate magic inherently reflects their area of expertise.

For example, the perfect ancient tree spirit before them is the result of Edgar’s specialized research into ancient tree spirits.

The first second-circle spell he added to his ultimate magic was the second-circle spell, Life Pierce.

Life Pierce is an upgraded version of the first-circle botanical spell, Life Spear. Its effect is to pluck a branch from the ancient tree of life, transform it into a spear, and hurl it at the enemy, unleashing a torrent of life energy that pierces through them.

Now, with the addition of ultimate runes, Life Pierce’s attack range has increased.

Next, with the help of his two supporters, Edgar quickly linked Life Pierce with the Tree of All Things Return to the Tree.

At this moment, a Life Spear, imbued with the energy of Life Pierce, hurtled towards Locke. But the instant it approached Locke, the Life Spear began frantically absorbing his energy, conversely strengthening the spear formed from the ancient tree branch.

The once bare branches of the Spear of Life rapidly grew into the shape of a tree, hurtling towards Locke.

‘As expected of Edgar.’ Locke sensed the immense power of the opponent’s magic, while the Spear of Life hovered about an inch before his pupils.

Edgar frowned. “Could it be…”

The full moon behind Locke rolled forward, the blue-silver gradient branches of the Moon Plant Golden Palace on the Moon of Evolution releasing a faint peach fragrance. The fragrance turned into mist, enveloping the Spear of Life, now a tree.

The next moment, a spell model appeared on the Spear of Life.

Second-Circle Botany Magic: Moon Goddess’s Blessing!

The tree-like being formed from the Spear of Life let out a roar that seemed to come from the depths of its being, its wisdom awakened.

Trees awoke from ignorance, all things awoke from chaos, and the moonlight of the Moon of Evolution entered this long darkness.

The full moon appeared in the long, ignorant, dark sky, and then the tree-like being awoke.

“Who…awakened me?”

The Spear of Life transformed into a treant. The tree, imbued with the energy of the first-circle spell “Spear of Life,” the second-circle spell “Life Pierce,” and Edgar’s ultimate magic “Return of All Things to the Tree,” became a treant under Locke’s guidance.

This treant was incredibly powerful; its crown was its face, its roots its legs, and its branches its hands.

In an instant, because it had become a living being and because of the Moon Goddess’s Blessing spell, it became part of Locke’s ecosystem, without establishing any magical connection or other relationship with Edgar, thus instantly breaking free from his control.

The Spear of Life treant bowed slightly to Locke, then attacked Edgar with a backhand strike. “Are you the enemy of my lord?”

“The majesty of the Lord of the Forest is inviolable.”

The next moment, the treant landed on the ground like a ferocious beast and charged towards Edgar’s saintly avatar.

Edgar hadn’t expected Locke to use the Moon Goddess’s Blessing spell in this way.

The Moon Goddess’s Blessing Spell is essentially a specialized version of the Wisdom Inspiration spell, a second-circle spell dismantled from the third-circle spell [Ancient Inspiration].

It’s only used to conjure treants.

Botanical wizards use this spell to conjure treants, granting them their loyalty.

However, due to the significant advancements in botany and breeding, this spell has long been marginalized. The practice of

casually conjuring treants is no longer fashionable; modern treants are highly refined and sophisticated, requiring substantial magical resources and meticulous cultivation.

The practice of casually nurturing treants was eliminated long ago.

But Edgar never imagined that Locke would take the Moon Goddess’s Blessing Spell, originally intended for conjuring treants, and use this supportive spell to forcibly conjure his Life Spear, created from several superimposed spell models, and seize control of it. It

can only be said that the combination of the Moon Goddess’s Blessing Spell and the Moon of Evolution has created a unique and powerful magical path.

Before Edgar could even react, the treant was already upon him. The treant, imbued with the power of life-spears, life-piercing strikes, and its own immense magical energy, delivered a powerful punch to Edgar’s face.

“Damn it!”

Edgar’s permanent defensive field was instantly torn apart, sending him flying backward. Edgar

‘s saintly avatar, barely rising from the ground, saw the treant leap into the air, charging towards him like a Titan.

“Amazing. Wait, I almost forgot, this is my own magic. Locke, your Evolution Moon can directly transform an enemy’s plant magic into a treant—that’s too underhanded!”

Edgar quickly withdrew his ultimate magic from the treant and simultaneously added a second ultimate magic rune, [Life Spear Array], to his ultimate magic!

Countless life spears detached from the treant’s canopy as if they were free, forming an array that attacked the treant.

In an instant, the treant was destroyed by the massive barrage of spears.

Each life spear within this barrage was a powerful botanical attack spell, enhanced with immense magic!

Simultaneously, the Perfect Tree treant used “Return to Tree,” gathering its total magical pressure and then turning its spears like a cannon, aiming them at Locke.

Locke showed surprise, about to unleash a full-force ultimate spell, “Moon of Evolution,” but the next moment, Edgar seemed to realize something and immediately canceled his spell.

Edgar looked at Locke, sweat beading on his forehead.

‘This guy, he’s clearly a genius botanical wizard and breeder, yet all his magic is just a god-tier spell.’

‘I almost forgot. His Moon of Evolution can forcibly evolve my magical plants; my Shadow Fern died from his forced evolution before.’

‘If he uses Moon of Evolution to enhance the Moon Goddess’s Blessing spell and uses Peach Blossom Thorn Arrow to increase his instantaneous magical pressure output, he can turn all the life spears I use into treants.’ “

In that instant, all my botanical magic would have crumbled… I…”

Edgar felt a chill run down his spine. Fortunately, he had calculated beforehand that Locke’s Great Magic Evolution Moon was itself an evolutionary light capable of carrying various spells.

Otherwise, he feared Locke would have used it to gain a group of exceptionally powerful treants,

instead of the ordinary treants Locke had conjured in the magical realm.

Those ordinary treants didn’t even have the combat power to join the battlefield as fighting units.

After all, magic is constantly evolving. Even ordinary treants conjured at will couldn’t withstand the overwhelming magical pressure on the battlefield,

let alone anything else .

In the stands below the Silent Throne, many wizards were thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.

The recent exchange between Locke and Edgar had fully demonstrated their botanical knowledge and styles.

Their back-and-forth, seemingly just a magical duel, was actually quite characteristic of second-circle wizards.

It was essentially a battle between their magical systems.

Second-circle wizards possess their own spellbook, containing a strict logical relationship that forms their magical style.

Unlike the less developed and less sophisticated magical style of the first-circle stage, the second-circle wizard’s style represents their academic system and thought.

Therefore, at the second-circle stage, mentorship is far more important than at the first, and this even manifests in their magical system.

The exchange between Locke and Edgar had already begun to reveal the differences and similarities between their approaches to botanical magic.

The evolutionary magical plant’s ability during the Evolutionary Moon, and the ability of the Tree of All Things to transform deathly spirituality into life energy to transform itself into a magical turret, are all impressive.

Meanwhile, in the Silent Dimension,

Wizard Edgar looks at Locke. ‘Currently, both our magical pressure is 16,000.’

‘For every 3,000 magical pressure a second-circle wizard gains, they acquire a massive magical rune.’

‘I possess three Great Runes, while he has four—no, five.’

The Dark Side of the Moon naturally grants Locke an extra Great Rune to his Great Spells, and Edgar quickly realized that the Archaeologist Wizard’s legendary history books would also give Locke the advantage of an additional Great Rune.

However, both of them are newly appointed Second Ring Wizards, so their spell lists are currently incomplete.

Edgar has only completed two Second Ring spells for himself so far, and even so, he is considered extremely skilled.

After all, these are Second Ring spells that he had already learned at the First Ring stage but was unable to cast.

He also has to study the Shadow Fern’s spell model.

Edgar pondered, “Thinking carefully, continuing to fight is my weakness.”

“I can only try to construct a spell with a third Great Rune.”

Edgar assessed the situation; although Locke has five Great Runes, Locke’s spell list is likely incomplete as well.

Two of them were fixed: the Peach Blossom Thorn Arrow solidified from the dark side of the moon, and a spell solidified from a legendary historical record, seemingly an archaeological “historical reenactment.”

As Edgar pondered, the sky over the Silent Plane suddenly sank.

A torrential rain descended.

The blue ring Ω of the Disc Creature Omega reappeared in the plane’s sky.

Then, Locke and Edgar both saw a vision:

a rain that had lasted for a hundred thousand years in a certain region of the Wizarding World.

It was a long, torrential rain.

Lasting a full hundred thousand years.

Continuous, torrential rain, flooding the world, as if a flood had fallen from the sky.

All things were hopeless.

In this long period of despair, nature transformed into an extreme state, and this region was later abandoned by the Wizarding World.

A flood that lasted for a hundred thousand years—this was the essence of the Disc Creature Omega!

The Disc Creature Omega officially began preparing to descend upon this plane.

It locked onto this plane from outside the void and began its preparations for descent.

Although its stake in the Silent Plane had been diluted to an extremely high degree due to Edgar and Locke, it still risked descending for some reason,

even if the success rate would be greatly reduced and it would cause immense damage to its own body.

At this moment, the Silent Plane was filled with mortals bewitched by the blue halo of Omega, the disc-shaped creature.

Locke sensed a sense of urgency in the disc-shaped creature’s attitude.

What was it so eager for?

Meanwhile, from within the torrential rain, the seeds of the familiars captured by the disc-shaped creature during its conquest of other worlds flew out:

Rain Mantises, Waterfall Golems…

“Conquer them all!”

The disc-shaped creature Omega’s voice revealed a madness and a corrosive intent. “Destroy everything here, invade!”

“My great, never-ending rain is about to fall. My kin will relentlessly attack you from afar… As I possess the mortals of this plane, I and my kin will grow stronger every moment. The weaker the plane, the stronger I become. The more mortals accept my parasitism, the stronger I become.” Countless rain

mantises appeared in the sky, the monsters falling like raindrops, endlessly, their kin races acquired through the conquest of countless worlds by this disc-shaped creature.

At this moment, Locke understood the dilemma the Silent Witch had faced.

These apprentice-level mantises, even first-ring water elemental creatures, were life forms within the world captured and assimilated by the disc-shaped creature, Omega.

Their numbers were endless.

Although they were weak to second-ring wizards, for ordinary second-ring wizards, this was an unequal, legion-level war.

Not a legion-level war for a second-ring wizard to deal with.

Rather, a war that only a wizarding academy should fight.

The moment Omega spread rapidly across the world, for a wizard, the two sides were already in an unequal state of war.

At this moment, what puzzled Locke was that, for some reason, this disc-shaped creature could directly bypass him and unleash its rain-like monster army into his magical realm.

‘The first half of the Silent Grail War was a battle between the participants, and the second half is a survival competition?’

‘Even if this final problem can’t be solved, it doesn’t matter. As long as your ultimate magic can last longer than the other participants, you win.’

Locke instantly realized that the competition had entered its decisive stage.

In the magical realm, the witch Georgina became serious.

‘I see. This is indeed a good way to demonstrate the power of my new textile ultimate magic.’

‘Then let’s end the competition by seeing who can last the longest.’

In the magical realm, the witch Medea, who was just coasting along and unwilling to work for the Storm Tower, stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

“What? They actually want an ordinary wizard like me to fight the minions of the disc-shaped creatures?”

“This is an endless barrage.”

She blinked, a wry smile on her face.

“Ugh. I can manage to fish in troubled waters, but in a real fight, with my skill level, there’s absolutely no way I can survive long in this endless, relentless barrage.”

“However, every cloud has a silver lining; I’ve found a way to escape.”

…

In the real world, Locke and Edgar exchanged a glance.

Edgar suddenly spoke up, “Locke, you and I just exchanged blows. You noticed that we’re evenly matched for now, right?”

Locke chuckled, “It’s just that I can’t kill you right now, not that we’re evenly matched. There’s a difference.”

Edgar’s brow twitched, but he calmly said, “I have a suggestion. Neither of us should be the kind of wizards who want to stall for time, just to see who can last the longest in this endless rain, right?” “

I have a suggestion. How about we call a truce for now? I need to deal with that disc-shaped creature.”

Locke looked up at the sky and saw, outside the Silent Plane, a colossal creature even larger than the Silent Plane itself.

It vaguely resembled a giant jellyfish.

It was approaching the Silent Plane.

That was Omega, the creature currently attacking the crystal wall system of the Silent Dimension.

Locke said, “Omega’s true form possesses at least solar ring-level magical pressure. There’s an insurmountable gap in magical pressure between us, like heaven and earth.”

Edgar said, “I know there’s a huge power gap between us and it, so in terms of the competition format, it’s not even an opponent we have to defeat. With the apocalypse approaching, this thing can simply be used as a backdrop. We only need a few contestants to decide the winner to end this competition.”

“But I have OCD.”

“If I don’t solve the problem I see right now, my OCD will flare up. So, I don’t want to fight you right now. I need to solve that problem.”

Edgar looked at the approaching shadow in the sky, larger than the plane itself, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

“Why was this disc-shaped creature able to descend? Why could it parasitize the humans in this world so quickly? Why could it directly enter your Dharma Realm and erode your Dharma Realm?”

“It would be a great pity if we didn’t figure these things out.”

Locke also fell into thought.

For him, he could simply target Edgar, then storm the Magic Realm, find the remaining two, and win the competition.

Of course, what Edgar said was also what he was considering.

The Magic Realm was extremely important to him because it wasn’t just an ordinary kingdom.

His ultimate magic was a life-based magic, an imitation of the Lunar Plane. The closer he got to the real moon, the lower the energy dissipation, and the more perfect his ultimate magic became.

The Magic Realm was intertwined with the Lunar Plane; only with the Magic Realm could the Moon Evolve become powerful.

But now, that disc-shaped creature had used a method he couldn’t understand, freely invading his Magic Realm while he was closing the gates.

This made Locke feel threatened.

It was as if a huge, incomprehensible secret door existed within his ultimate magic. It

was so large that many wizards in the entire Cloud Marsh Wetland had seen it, yet he still couldn’t understand what was happening.

This was unacceptable to Locke.

Locke made a decision: for him now, the most important thing was to solve the problem of the secret door in the Magic Realm.

Even winning the competition wasn’t as important as this.

The importance of knowledge far outweighs a mere championship.

If the Moon of Evolution had a serious flaw, that would be a truly dire situation for him!

Locke gestured for Edgar’s saintly avatar to leave quickly.

His perfect treant stood in the mortal realm like a green sun, unable to leave or move.

Below the Silent Throne, many wizard spectators were stunned by this scene.

They rarely saw wizards suddenly stop attacking their rivals to explore knowledge.

Edgar’s actions stemmed from obsessive-compulsive disorder; as a believer in the survival of the fittest, he couldn’t bear to see a disc-shaped creature descend and destroy a plane before his eyes, even

if that plane had already been destroyed .

For Locke, however, it was essential to observe the situation and find out why the disc-shaped creature bypassed his own magical gates to enter his realm.

But their choices differed from the more traditional wizards of Yunze Wetlands.

Conversely, Georgina’s relatively pragmatic attitude was a common choice among the native wizards of Yunze Wetlands.

The wizards of Yunze Wetlands were all incredibly busy, their feet barely touching the ground every day. Now, with the competition nearing its end, they naturally prioritized the outcome.

However, Locke and Edgar were different.

The wizards from Quinjol University were stunned, all looking at the Moon Ring Witch, who shrugged.

The wizards from Golden Crown Mountain blinked, exchanging wry smiles.

At this point, only these two would disregard the outcome and move around, unnecessarily adding variables to the competition.

Locke clearly had the upper hand; a steady, methodical approach would secure the championship.

The Senate wizard Fisher didn’t quite understand. “How can one disregard the academy’s interests and act solely based on one’s own whims on such an important occasion?”

A Sun-ring wizard from the Academic Committee said, “Lord Fisher, rest assured, Locke should know what’s going on.”

“Besides, you have your Senate’s reincarnated third-ring wizard as a supporter this time, right? That should help him.”

Wizard Fisher complained, “His Majesty the Throne hasn’t put any effort into this at all.”

…

In the Silent Plane, Locke flew through the Dharma Realm with a grim expression. “The disc-shaped creatures completely ignored the Dharma Realm’s laws and invaded this place. How did they manage to do that? Strange…”

“Antoine, what do you think?”

(End of Chapter)