Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 732
Chapter 729 The Origin of the Gods and the Wrath of the World Tree
Locke saw a green leaf descend upon the second-ringed Sea Gold Sand.
This green leaf was a World Tree leaf.
The mark of a primordial magical plant of the world is possessing a World Tree leaf.
For a moment, Locke saw a vision: on a lush tree, countless leaves scattered in all directions, each World Tree leaf landing in the hand of an ancient creature.
World Tree leaves are the identity mark of a guardian of nature!
Each World Tree leaf is a primordial energy-locking structure!
At this moment, after the World Tree leaf landed on the second-ringed Sea Gold Sand, it transformed into a leaf ring, connecting the Sea Gold Sand’s feathery leaves together to form a leaf ring.
It looked as if a green leaf ring encircled the Sea Gold Sand.
Locke held the Sea Gold Sand in its Fern Spear form in his hand and sensed that this leaf ring bestowed upon the Sea Gold Sand the attribute of earth.
Locke himself did not know the function of this leaf ring formed from a leaf of the World Tree.
Curious, he activated the Sea Gold Sand. At first glance, the Sea Gold Sand appeared unchanged, but after testing, Locke discovered two changes in this magical plant.
First, the original spores of the Sea Gold Sand possessed two attributes: a gold attribute and a water attribute gained from collecting dimensional information from the Rain Realm.
But now, this Sea Gold Sand had acquired an earth attribute.
This caused the Sea Gold Sand in his hands to turn into a muddy mess.
Next came the second change. The World Tree Leaf seemed to have endowed the Sea Gold Sand with a completely new attribute, along with a special ability:
energy concentration .
It could concentrate magical energy into a single point in an incredible way, forming a special attack that could instantly pierce through an opponent, like a divine punishment descending from the sky.
In other words, by using this special energy-locking structure, he could concentrate all his power, including that of the Sea Gold Sand, into a single point to launch an attack powerful enough to penetrate anything!
This gave his Sea Gold Sand and related botanical magic incredible power.
Locke looked at the World Leaf on his Sea Gold Sand. He realized that every Nature Guardian likely possessed a World Leaf, a symbol of both their identity and power.
Different types of Nature Guardians might have different World Leaves.
Even for ferocious beasts, there were many kinds of World Leaves, so his acquisition of this particular leaf was a random selection. Moreover
, he seemed to be able to detach the World Leaf from the Sea Gold Sand and place it on other second-ring magical plants, as long as the plant was one he had cultivated.
Locke pinched a corner of the Sea Gold Sand’s circular leaf ring and gently pulled it away. The leaf detached and transformed into an oval leaf, its veins bulging and winding like blue veins in the sunlight, shimmering with a crystalline green light.
With a slight thought, the World Leaf returned to the second-ring Sea Gold Sand, becoming the green leaf ring in the middle of the spiral staircase of the Sea Gold Sand’s ice crystal crown. Emerald
green and ice blue.
This Sea Gold Sand was breathtakingly beautiful, like a magical plant not of this world!
At the same time, an image flashed into his mind: a lush, verdant tree, growing tall and proud, was suddenly struck by lightning, splitting open abruptly.
Sparks flew
everywhere. The tree cracked, then burst into flames, and a wave of primal energy emanated from that point, spreading throughout the entire void.
Many planes swept by this force generated a unique power within the energy’s surge, giving birth to wisps of immortal sparks.
From the native lands of those planes emerged giants, their eyes gleaming with flickering immortal sparks.
Simultaneously, Locke felt the fury of the tree cleaved by lightning, a primal rage seemingly emanating from the natural force plane.
And he, as a ferocious beast embodying nature, felt anger as well.
Anger, betrayal, rage. The
next moment, the image vanished.
Locke heard the voice of the world’s will from the natural force plane: ‘Three-Eyed, we need to revive more guardians.’ “Three-Eyed, your race has reached its limit. You need to find ‘My Fruit.'”
Locke was astonished.
First, he hadn’t expected that after his ancient creature reached the second ring, he would gain the full abilities and authority of a Nature Guardian, and most importantly—a leaf from the World Tree.
For a botanical wizard, this was priceless.
Besides, the scene the World Tree showed him was strange and he wanted to investigate further, as it seemed to contain some great secret.
What kind of tree was that? Could it be the World Tree?
But in his current perception, the World Tree was an infinite world of “trees within trees.” The tree split by lightning and fire looked like an ordinary oak, only larger.
And what was that place?
The magical pressure of the lightning and fire was incredibly powerful.
After the lightning and fire split the tree, it released powerful energy that swept across the entire universe. The energy rubbed against the planes, seemingly creating special organisms.
These organisms possessed immortal energy.
Locke pondered for a moment. If his guess was correct, those were the “gods” from the mythological records of the wizarding world.
If so, had he witnessed the origin of these gods?
Then a question arose: why was the World Tree so angry about the origin of these gods, and felt betrayed?
Could it be that the appearance of those gods was based on some kind of betrayal, and was hostile to nature?
Wait a minute.
Locke suddenly remembered reading in the wizarding world’s journals that, although gods seemed to have become a distant concept for wizards—
after all, the wizarding world didn’t consider the gods encountered on the various colonized planes to be true gods; they seemed more like clumsy imitations of the real gods—
therefore, wizards divided gods into false gods and primordial gods.
But in fact, some wizards believed that even primordial gods were clumsy imitations of the real gods, because there was ample evidence showing that true gods existed in distant astral planes.
The astral plane is the source of the true gods, and there is growing evidence pointing to this.
However, based on the vision the World Tree had just shown him, this view is likely still flawed.
Because in the vision he saw, those ‘giants,’ if they were indeed primordial gods, then all primordial gods could very well have originated from that betrayal that angered the World Tree.
Locke felt somewhat confused.
“So, if I’m not mistaken, the gods have at least two origins. One is the Astral Plane, and the other is the unknown event that angered the World Tree.”
“What exactly is the World Tree trying to tell me?”
Locke pondered. “Of course, if those giants aren’t gods, then all my guesses are wrong.”
“Or rather, is the World Tree showing me this scene to tell me that all the primordial gods are my enemies?”
“And there’s another question. The Nature Guardians are deeply intertwined with the ancient creature groups. The catastrophe that nearly wiped out the ancient creatures half a million years ago now seems to have been not a catastrophe within the wizarding world, but a catastrophe that spanned the entire endless void.”
“Is there a connection between the disappearance of the Nature Guardians and the ancient creatures, and the catastrophe half a million years ago, and the scene of lightning striking the tree that I just saw?”
A mystery that Locke had discovered during his apprenticeship through exposure to archaeological magic resurfaced in his mind.
After becoming a second-circle wizard, he gained more information and saw more things, so his understanding of that catastrophe was clearer, and he naturally discovered more questions about it.
Moreover, the World Tree also instructed him to find its fruit.
In other words, could the Three-Eyed Tiger Cat, as a Guardian of Nature, continue his breakthrough through the World Tree’s fruit, perhaps even becoming a third-ring Guardian?
But what exactly is the World Tree’s fruit?
With these two questions in mind, Locke’s consciousness left the Natural Force Plane.
He returned to the Silent Plane, which was currently in the midst of apocalypse, with the Milky Way pouring down. Because he had been in a deep meditative state, the Evolution Moon could only operate automatically.
At this moment, a massive flood was rushing towards him from the sky, like a jellyfish waving a tentacle at him!
Antoine and the Preston Witch seemed very tense.
“Locke, what just happened? You suddenly entered a meditative state, and Antoine said we need to buy you time!”
“Locke, let’s not talk about that now. Omega’s power is coming; quickly think of a way to deal with it.”
The river descending from the sky, like the tentacles of a jellyfish, was essentially an inverted river, seemingly about to split the earth in two.
The next moment, the Moon of Evolution slightly flipped, spinning in the sky.
Then, a fern spear, illuminated by the moonlight, transformed into a shooting star, piercing directly into the descending river tentacle.
The second-ring Sea Gold Sand, under Locke’s second-ring spell [A Lone Tree Cannot Support It], transformed into a fern spear, its magical power infinitely concentrated by the power of the World Tree’s leaves.
Thus, in the sky, the fern spear streaked across like a bolt of lightning, colliding with the inverted great river.
‘Bang!’
The river instantly collapsed, transforming into countless droplets that scattered in the opposite direction into the sky.
The Great Azure Leaf Dragon Sparrow appeared behind Locke, flying back into the air. “Excuse me, ladies, I had something to do and went offline for a while. I’m back now.”
Princess Preston the White Dragon called out, “Locke, this is the end of the world. Even first-ring and second-ring wizards are so powerless in the face of the apocalypse. What should we do?” “
I have a suggestion, Locke, let’s just go and kill Edgar and win this battle. As long as we kill Edgar, we can leave this apocalypse without having to face it directly!”
“Even a second-ring wizard cannot survive the destruction of a plane! Absolutely impossible.”
Antoine suddenly spoke up. “The destruction of a plane can even threaten a third-ring wizard; it’s a chain reaction. So, to survive the apocalypse, unless… unless the apocalypse doesn’t happen.”
Princess Preston exclaimed in surprise, “Don’t happen? How is that possible!”
Locke stretched out his left palm towards the water droplets of the collapsing river before him, and instantly countless water droplets were manipulated by his second-ring Sea Gold Sand.
Manipulating Arrow – Sea Sand: Possesses the ability to manipulate water flow, which is divided into two types: spores and water indirectly affected by the spores.
At this moment, the sky nearby was covered by his own sea gold sand spores. Therefore, the water flow he had scattered was not only not taken back by Omega, but instead became his own power.
The adaptive ability of the Lunar Cultivation Method’s surging evolution was no joke.
Currently, the sea gold sand in his hands, as well as all the magical plants below, had all undergone adaptive evolution.
This was not only Omega’s home ground, but also his own.
The water flow he manipulated surged back towards the sky, transforming into a water tornado. The water tornado produced spell models that attacked Omega’s main body in the sky.
Omega seemed to have become extremely angry, and a blue halo appeared in mid-air. “Augustine, you are just stalling for time. Once the apocalypse begins, it cannot be stopped.”
“The collision of the two worlds is something even I cannot stop!”
At this moment, the shadow of the jellyfish that kept descending in the sky grew larger and larger.
Yes, this dimensional descent was indeed initiated by Omega, but at this moment, the two worlds were too close.
Even if Omega wanted to get away, it was unlikely.
Although his arrival was incredibly fast, almost unbelievably fast, it was precisely this speed that created a terrifying attraction between the two worlds.
The end of the world was inevitable.
This was a fact recognized by Omega, and by all the wizarding spectators and judges, because even Omega himself couldn’t stop it.
He simply didn’t have enough power to prevent the two worlds from colliding.
For the wizards, preventing the collision would require countless research projects and programs.
This was something two newly minted second-ring wizards couldn’t accomplish.
Therefore, logically speaking, the end of the world was certain.
Thus, the competition had entered its final countdown.
Everyone awaited the birth of the champion—the
last wizard to survive in this plane until the very last moment, after all the other wizards had perished in the apocalypse. The next
moment, the Fern Spear, like a bolt of lightning, pierced the blue light ring, and in just a few moments, the blue light ring shattered.
Although the Golden Fern Spear was only a first-ring spell and hadn’t yet been upgraded… But now, with the added strain of ordinary second-circle spells, the magical pressure of Locke’s second-circle level, and the power of the second-circle magical plant and the leaves of the World Tree, the attack power of this Golden Fern Spear was already considerable.
Should it end?
Locke’s eyes suddenly changed. Omega had made a mistake: invading his own magical realm.
If he hadn’t done that, Locke could have simply finished off Edgar, ended the match, and avoided the apocalypse.
But by invading his magical realm, Omega had rendered his magic a joke. Locke could close the gates to his magical realm, yet Omega could still move freely within the Moon’s Reflection—his magical realm.
If he didn’t solve this, he wouldn’t be a wizard!
He couldn’t accept this, so he had to persevere and find out why Omega could move freely within his magical realm.
Otherwise, it would be the biggest flaw in his powerful magic.
Locke understood that if he didn’t solve this mystery now, even if he became the champion, the mystery would remain, continuing to trouble him and potentially hindering his further progress.
It might not affect his advancement within the second ring system, but it might have a huge impact on his future ascension to the third ring.
Therefore, he had to solve this problem now.
At the same time, on the other side, Edgar was also looking down in Locke’s direction.
He had also reached his limit. It wasn’t that any magic was problematic or flawed.
Rather, it was the continuous scale of this apocalypse. The total magical pressure of the Silent Plane was decreasing every moment, while Omega’s magical pressure was increasing every moment.
The continuous attacks seemed endless.
All his efforts, no matter how much he optimized his spell models, seemed to have become a joke in the face of this endless attack.
Because no matter how much he optimized his spell models, the quality would be extremely powerless in the face of the apocalyptic scale at this moment.
Many parts of the roots of the Tree of Perfection were rotten.
Edgar’s Saint Avatar directly joined the battlefield, constantly using some first-ring magic he was familiar with, but he couldn’t stop the overwhelming trend.
At the same time, Medea, the witch who rode on a fragment of the Star God Realm and rushed into the Disc World, was also pale-faced. She plunged headlong into a world full of torrential rain.
She had been in this world for a very long time, but the entire Fallen Rain Realm was nothing but sea and raindrops; she couldn’t find any land.
It seemed that this world didn’t even have earth!
The witch Medea was pale, because if she couldn’t find land, she couldn’t land.
As a first-circle wizard, she had no chance to find a place to settle down and find a way to replenish her magic.
In fact, even a second-circle wizard in this situation would be helpless; they could only hold on for a little longer.
She had to find land in the Fallen Rain Realm.
But what if there was no land here…
then she was doomed!
…
In the audience area of the Silent Throne, everyone was waiting for the champion to be crowned.
In fact, from the apocalyptic impact, whoever could endure longer could demonstrate that person’s energy dissipation and energy compatibility of their ultimate magic.
Team leader Chad looked up at the competition and laughed, “Locke’s new cultivation method seems to have more than just high efficiency. The magical plants he cultivated seem to adapt to the power of the Fallen Rain Realm… therefore, they have a greater advantage than Edgar.”
“It seems the crown will fall… this time, the Silent Grail champion belongs to Golden Crown Mountain—Luxu Bridge.”
Quinnjoll’s wizard Rush looked displeased but didn’t refute.
The spell model for the Evolution Moon was indeed the most exquisite among the four contestants.
So exquisite that it made one wonder if it was designed independently by a first-ring wizard, or if Golden Crown Mountain had second-ring or even third-ring wizards involved in the design beforehand.
For the first time, Chad felt his student’s brilliance was truly wonderful, and his heart swelled with joy, a smile spreading across his chubby face. “Unexpectedly, in the Three Kings Tournament, Golden Crown Mountain holds the advantage, and in the Silent Grail competition held simultaneously, we can also hold the advantage.”
“Hahahaha…”
“This year is truly a lucky year for Golden Crown Mountain. If we achieve further success in the Demon Realm War, the academic standing of Golden Crown Mountain—Luxu Bridge—will be rock solid. This year alone, the number of outstanding students we’ve recruited might be hundreds more than all of you Elemental Children combined.”
“Hahaha…”
Wizard Rush’s face darkened. “Chad, you talk too much.”
This year, Golden Crown Mountain had indeed gained a dominant position in many public undertakings in Yunze Wetlands.
The seven top universities in Yunze Wetlands were ranked, and these rankings determined the allocation of many resources.
Bonifacius University was usually ranked first, and Quinnjoll second.
Golden Crown Mountain was generally third.
Storm Tower was seventh, and the Rose Council was fourth, sometimes third.
Cassilos University of the Arts was usually sixth or fifth.
But this year’s trend seemed a bit off.
At the same time, Wizard Chad suddenly paused. “Wait, Locke, what are you doing?”
“You were about to win, what are you doing?”
Even Rush, a Sun Ring Wizard, was stunned for a moment, then showed an incredulous expression.
Most of the wizards in the audience also wore expressions of shock and disbelief.
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, in Ekaterina’s office, she smiled at the wizard before her—
a third-ring wizard from the Root Crown Court.
They were taking advantage of the fact that the top universities were distracted by the five major wars and various top-level competitions in Cloudswamp Wetlands to urgently discuss a project.
Ekaterina seemed to sense something, turning back to look in the direction of the Silent Grail, then turning to look at the Root Crown Court wizard before her. “Jack, as I said before, you should consider making a new friend.”
After some thought, Wizard Jack slowly spoke, “You’ve convinced me.”
“I must say, Katya, you’ve seized the perfect opportunity. Everyone’s attention is now drawn to the Five Great Wars and the top competitions. Even the Rose Witches of the Rose Council, your old rivals, have had most of their attention diverted.”
“As a token of my loyalty, I’ll tell you something first: one of your six groups is a second-ring Sun-ring wizard who’s a spy trained by the Rose Council. Besides that, one of your two groups’ ordinary second-ring wizards is…”
A hint of anger flashed in Catherine the Witch’s eyes. “I see. That explains why the Rose Witches’ research always seems to overlap with my findings and get published first.”
Wizard Jack chuckled. “Interestingly, the wizard shoe market that your student Locke Augustus is targeting is one of the Rose Witches’ students’ playgrounds. Wasn’t that at your behest?”
“Katya?”
(End of Chapter)
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