Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 749
Chapter 746 The Broken Path of the Black Sun Tower!
Locke, leading the Celtic leader, charged into the tail of the Death God Dragon. Locke forcefully bit into a piece of the dragon’s flesh and swallowed it whole.
The Death God Dragon’s stomach was constantly working, rapidly digesting the food and transforming it into flesh and blood.
Leveraging the dragon’s powerful ability to devour everything, Locke obtained a portion of the Death God Dragon’s bloodline essence, using it to supplement the missing information in the Demon Dragon’s bloodline.
Locke continued to gnaw on the flesh and blood of the Death God Dragon’s tail. The Death God Dragon was simply too enormous; the missing bits of flesh and blood were of no consequence to it, but they provided Locke with crucial energy and related bloodline essence.
The Death God Dragon’s bloodline essence was extremely valuable. Even though the bloodline essence obtained by devouring a small portion of its flesh was only incomplete and scattered fragments, it was like a timely rain, giving Locke a large amount of excellent bloodline essence to supplement the Demon Dragon’s bloodline.
At the same time, Locke realized…
Yes, for magical creatures, they are not wizards; they don’t have complex power systems. Therefore, aside from some relatively intelligent groups with rudimentary power systems, most magical creatures rely solely on natural instincts to enhance their power through one method—eating!
For wild magical creatures, even simple, deliberate training might be completely foreign to them.
An ordinary dragon, aside from needing to consider survival during its infancy, often simply sleeps, wakes, hunts (to collect treasure), and sleeps again, trapped in this cycle.
Therefore, for wild magical creatures, predation enhances their power, especially for dragons, this characteristic is even more pronounced.
Locke had previously read in some articles about basic animal breeding concepts in the Beast Taming sub-discipline of the Summoning School. Magical creatures and ordinary creatures interact with the blood essence or scattered bloodline factors within certain foods they consume.
The simplest example—a magical creature cub that regularly drinks the milk of a certain animal will experience a corresponding change in size.
Therefore, in the field of beast taming, the breeding of magical creature cubs, in the basic stage, places great emphasis on using the milk of different magical creatures to cultivate the cubs in a targeted manner.
At this moment, however, his own dragon bloodline was incomplete, his path forward blocked, and even burning his own Sun-Shepherd Dragon bloodline essence could not replenish it.
So what to do?
It’s simple: eat!
By eating, and relying on the dragon’s powerful digestive ability, he could forcibly replenish the missing essence.
Although he didn’t know if it would succeed,
it was his only viable path.
Otherwise, he would have to accept failure in his advancement and suffer the backlash.
Leader Celt was being dragged around by Locke inside the Death Dragon’s tail, his teeth clenched, his magical pressure shell cracked.
“Is this dragon insane? What is it going to do?”
“Something’s wrong.”
Leader Celt glanced around and saw the parasites on and inside the Death Dragon’s body swarming towards him.
The Death Dragon is enormous, so its body is infested with numerous dragon parasites. Most of these parasites are apprentice-level, with a few elite parasites being first-ring wizards.
They live on the surface and inside the Death Dragon’s body, forming a specialized ecosystem.
At this moment, a semi-transparent eight-legged worm, about 3 meters long, secreting corrosive mucus, is moving rapidly through the gaps in the Death Dragon’s flesh. The ends of its eight legs are claws that can easily embed themselves into the Death Dragon’s flesh and hold on tightly.
Moreover, it has a sharp, hard, and long sucker that can penetrate the Death Dragon’s flesh at any time to extract energy from its blood vessels. However, in return, it and its offspring will become Dragonscale Nightmare Lice, controlled by the Death Dragon.
The Celtic leader saw the Dragonscale Nightmare Lice rapidly sliding towards him and the foolish dragon. The Dragonscale Nightmare Lice leaped up and secreted Nightmare Essence towards Locke and the Celtic leader.
It created all sorts of terrifying illusions.
And with its eight hooked legs, it attacked Locke and the Celtic leader.
The Celtic leader pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth. He wasn’t in a hurry to get rid of Locke; after all, his powerful magic, absorbing special high-level wind from Locke, was rare.
Moreover, he had guessed the current situation.
The dragon seemed to have encountered some problem and was using him to resolve its calamity, while he had benefited greatly from the dragon’s ordeal.
Therefore, he didn’t intend to break free from this state.
So, for now, the two of them, one human and one dragon, were on the same boat.
The Celtic leader thought for a moment. Because he was held by Locke, he couldn’t move, but his powerful magic, Tranquil Grassland, unfolded behind him. A vetiver transformed into a spear and flew out, piercing the head of the dragon-scaled nightmarish louse that was lunging at them.
The next moment, more dragon-scaled nightmarish louse crawled in from outside the flesh-and-blood passage.
Dragon-scaled nightmarish louses are a type of dragon louse that lives in the layer of dragon scales.
These dragon beetles can also spray a special natural magical structure that induces nightmares; they are a specific companion beetle of the extremely dangerous Death Dragon.
Legend has it that the Death Dragon will hurl them over any area it flies over, shrouding the entire region in nightmares—part of the Death Dragon’s terrifying reputation stems from this.
The Celtic leader snapped his fingers, and the three dragon-scaled nightmare beetles that had just crawled into the passage were pierced by his vetiver spear.
At the same time, a molten gland octopus, its entire body covered in fiery red tentacles and resembling an enlarged version of a virus, crawled in from outside. This was a parasite that infests the dragon’s throat.
As soon as it entered, it extended its tentacles and sprayed into the fleshy tunnel that Locke had gnawed out.
The Celtic leader frowned, because magma mixed with biological fluids had also spewed in, blocking the entire tunnel.
The Celtic leader looked up and tried to speak to the monstrous dragon holding him, saying, “Monstrous dragon, blow a breath of dragonfire behind us and burn that disgusting molten gland octopus to death. Its saliva is lava and has a strong acidic property; it’s trying to trap us here.”
The Celtic leader was only trying it out, but unexpectedly, the monstrous dragon actually listened to his suggestion. It turned its head, opened its mouth, and spewed out blazing dragonfire. The entire passage was filled with dragonfire, and the molten gland octopus let out a disturbing, shrill scream in the flames before turning into a fireball and disappearing.
The Celtic leader said, “Okay.”
He noticed that Locke had loosened his grip on the dragon’s claws, allowing him to perform some more complex movements from where he had been trapped.
He immediately grasped a vetiver with his left hand, simultaneously using the second-circle spell “Plant Weapon,” raising the vetiver and slicing it through a hundred-meter-long, blood-red Blood Marrow Dragon Tapeworm that had suddenly emerged from the bloodline of the Death Dragon.
This parasite was entirely composed of golden-red chains, possessing first-circle ultimate magical pressure, and had multiple naturally magical metal mouthparts of high hardness at both ends, capable of easily biting through anything.
If an ordinary first-circle wizard encountered this Blood Marrow Dragon Tapeworm, they might find themselves in a fierce battle and consider it their greatest adversary.
As a parasite capable of existing within the Death Dragon’s body, the Blood Marrow Dragon Tapeworm’s body was covered with special magically patterned skin, allowing it to adapt to strong acids, high temperatures, and various harsh environments within the Death Dragon’s body, and possessing extremely high magical resistance to the magical power within the Death Dragon’s body.
To put it bluntly, it was difficult to die even in the extreme environments within the Death Dragon’s body, so it was conceivable that spells below the second circle would have difficulty penetrating its defenses.
Because the magical environment created by these spells was not more dangerous than the various micro-ecosystems within the Death Dragon’s body.
At this moment, the vetiver weapon in Celtic Leader’s hand emitted a violent friction sound against the surface of the Blood Marrow Dragon Tapeworm, while sparks of magic appeared on its surface.
Celtic Leader gritted his teeth, his magical pressure suddenly erupting, finally severing the hundred-meter-long Blood Marrow Dragon Tapeworm in half. However, the Blood Marrow Dragon Tapeworm, now severed in two, became even more frenzied, its mouthparts at both ends of its head and abdomen frantically biting at Locke and Celtic.
In an instant, both Locke and Celtic were slightly injured, because the Blood Marrow Dragon Tapeworm could bite through the Death Dragon’s body, and naturally it could also bite through the Shepherd Dragon’s body and Celtic’s magical pressure shell.
Celt gritted his teeth and said, “The internal environment of this Death Dragon is truly appalling. But it’s still better than going out and directly confronting the Death Dragon.”
“The wind blowing from inside this dragon is actually a rare resource for me. Every cloud has a silver lining; it’s brought me some unexpected gains. So, for now, we can be allies. Since the situation has changed, helping him is helping myself.”
Wizards are all driven by self-interest.
At this moment, Locke and Celt had a special interest in each other, so Celt immediately changed his hostile attitude towards Locke.
The two segments of the Blood Marrow Dragon Tapeworm were constantly attacking Locke and Celt, while other creatures like the Molten Gland Ooze, Dragon Scale Nightmare Lice, and Dragon Scale Insect Lice were constantly burrowing into the flesh-and-blood passages, attempting to hunt them.
Locke, meanwhile, was frantically devouring the Death Dragon’s flesh and blood to replenish the missing bloodline information within himself.
‘Yes, the primitive way for magical creatures to improve is through eating. Eating is the most primitive and common method of evolution in this world.’ Locke
understood this and began to feast. He not only ate the Death Dragon but also devoured the parasites, while also munching on the Celtic leader’s Vetiver Grass Plain.
Inside the Vetiver Grass Plain was a first-ring level magical plant called Dragon-Nourishing Grass, which also had a beneficial effect on Locke.
Locke swallowed the Dragon-Nourishing Grass whole, and a special power flowed within his abdomen. Then, as if at the final moment, Locke felt his dragon bloodline finally break through the final barrier. The half-dragon phantom behind him let out an excited roar and then burrowed directly into Locke’s dragon body.
At the same time, Locke’s bloodline power completely reached the second ring level.
Among the three dragon heads, the middle head even showed partial features of the Death Dragon’s head.
This ancient method of bloodline evolution through eating can also cause certain changes in the bloodline essence depending on the type of food consumed.
This is one of the fundamental principles of the Beast Taming Magic sub-direction.
The Celtic leader’s spirits lifted; he sensed a qualitative change occurring within the Shepherd Dragon.
Simultaneously, almost all the black winds emanating from Locke’s body were intercepted by his ultimate spell, Tranquil Grassland.
This was a rare opportunity for a Celtic wizard.
He himself couldn’t directly convert such high-level magical winds, but the dragon’s body acted as a stabilizer, stabilizing his ultimate spell and reducing the difficulty of converting wind energy into special soil resources.
The Celtic leader murmured, “Has it completed its evolution? Although I don’t know what that special dragon is, it seems incredibly difficult to advance; it took so much effort.”
“What will it become?”
The entire body of Mu Rilong had turned blackish-purple, and two more dragon heads had grown from its original head on either side. However, the consciousness of all three heads was controlled by Locke, and there was no split in consciousness.
Half of Locke’s body had also grown back, and it had become even stronger.
Locke also sensed that the magical pressure belonging to the three-headed World-Destroying Dragon was continuously surging into his soul, stabilizing his spell model star map.
Within his spell model—the self-awareness star map—the spark symbolizing bloodline power released a blazing starlight.
The power of the World-Destroying Dragon bloodline further enhanced his physical skills, while also strengthening his super-intuitive abilities.
Moreover, it had granted him independent dragon might, and some special patterns had appeared on his immortal dragon scale, like the magical runes on the feathers of a void behemoth. This immortal dragon scale also had some special purplish-black patterns, symbolizing the power of the World-Destroying Dragon.
Physique, dragon might, dragon breath, immortal dragon scale, bloodline power—he had gained these improvements.
Just when Locke and Celt both thought that Locke had successfully completed his evolution, the situation suddenly changed.
A cross appeared above Locke’s head, emerging from the depths of his dragon bloodline. The cross resembled the fading light of a dark sun. At that moment, four words flashed through Locke’s mind:
‘The Tower of the Black Sun!’
The Tower of the Black Sun wanted him dead!
The Tower of the Black Sun forbade wild dragons to evolve independently through bloodline tracing!
Another phantom dragon appeared behind Locke, its peach-blossom thorn arrow on its forehead almost completely shattered. Its eyes were vacant, as if it were being manipulated.
Locke also saw a path before him, a path severed in the middle.
At one end of the broken path was his current location, as a fragmented dragon; at the other end was the location of the complete dragon.
At this moment, Locke realized the message transmitted from the distant past through divination magic—the path of the dragon bloodline was severed.
After the dragon race completed its evolution, it severed the path for all dragons evolving towards that final destination, ensuring that no other dragon could complete its independent evolution.
This was a message transmitted from the Tower of the Black Sun.
When he became a second-circle wizard and attempted to trace the dragon bloodline back to its second-circle stage, he finally experienced even a fraction of the treatment King Otto and Princess Loom had received.
That chilling feeling of being targeted.
The manipulated dragon phantom looked at him with indifferent eyes, as if looking at a dead dragon.
‘The following is the prophecy of the Tower of the Black Sun, this prophecy is the truth, the truth here becomes eternal—no matter how many years pass, the children of destiny will always appear. And each time they appear, they will be suppressed. For countless years, every being who has challenged this path has ultimately proven that it is a path of no return.’
‘Dragon of the future, your path is cut off. Gathering the necessary conditions, narrowly escaping the whirlwind, but it’s all useless, because the path ahead is broken.’ “
Unless those from the past can appear in the present; unless every talented commoner in this world can learn magic without needing bloodline rank; unless no wizard in this world dares to claim the title of king!”
Locke felt the dragon bloodline within him was degenerating, as if the Black Sun Tower had activated some hidden mechanism within his dragon bloodline.
When he met the conditions and finally overcame all the difficulties, including those artificially added by the Black Sun Tower, at the moment he thought he had succeeded, the Black Sun Tower would strike, shattering all his luck and hope.
The dragon was a taboo that the Black Sun Tower absolutely did not want anyone to touch.
At that moment, the black wind within Locke had vanished and erupted once more, but this time, being the body of the ancient three-headed world-destroying dragon, it didn’t explode his body all at once like before, but it still caused him to bleed from all seven orifices, suffering excruciating pain.
The Celtic wizard was stunned for a moment.
“What’s going on? Didn’t this Sun-Shepherd Dragon already complete its evolution? Why has it become like this again?”
“There are so many secrets within the Dragon Mountains.”
“These are… well, the more of these special magical winds, the better.”
The Celtic wizard looked at the black cross above Locke’s head, a mixture of surprise and confusion in his eyes.
Meanwhile, in his sea of consciousness, Locke saw the cracks in the broken road widening, his soul aura and magical pressure rising instead of falling.
He took a step forward, which was also the dragon taking a step forward, its claws gripping the other side of the road, seemingly trying to forcibly prevent its separation.
“It’s nothing but a fleeting memory of the past. If I can’t even get past this hurdle, how can I navigate the even more competitive Starfield Sea? How can I obtain top-tier funding and key sub-projects? How can I pursue the truth!”
“You won’t let me trace the origins of the Demonic Dragon bloodline? Then I’ll insist!”
Locke snapped his fingers, and a legendary history book appeared on the broken path. He then used the archaeological magic History Recreation to forcibly summon a group of past wizards from the historical records.
Locke had seen the prophecy of the Tower of the Black Sun before in the Historical Boundary Marker Spell.
He knew that this prophecy had a format; generally, prophecies would only be followed by three limiting conditions.
This was actually an ancient version of leverage.
Using this limiting method, the strength of the prophetic magic was increased.
But conversely, as long as these three conditions could be resolved, the prophecy of the Tower of the Black Sun… would crumble on its own.
The prophecy of the Tower of the Black Sun must have been placed deep within the bloodline of the dragon long ago. Every dragon that attempts to trace its bloodline back to become a dragon should encounter this situation when it completes its bloodline to the second ring.
However, the conditions for breaking the prophecy were only harsh back then.
In the Eastern Realm, every mortal with the potential is indeed qualified to learn magic; it’s just a matter of whether they discover it or not. Even if they discover it late, they can still learn magic.
However, they might be used as expendable resources, or even experimental subjects for the dark wizards.
But this condition has already been met.
As for the third condition, in the entire modern magical era, the parliamentary system is under the three pillars, so there are indeed predecessors in the wizarding world who have helped them fight so hard that no one in the wizarding world dares to claim the title of king.
After the Enlightenment, even those wizarding monarchs who were more autocratic than the Wizard King no longer exist.
Not to mention the Wizard King specifically mentioned in the prophecy.
Currently, all those who call themselves ‘King’ are not much different from role-players. The real powerful and autocratic wizard monarchs and the wizard kings of the Age of Stars were defeated long ago in the Enlightenment and dared not call themselves kings for generations to come!
After the Enlightenment, no wizard dared to do such a thing!
Therefore, the condition for lifting the prophecy was actually only the first one, but there was another problem—archaeological magic was originally a research field sponsored by the princess for the founder, used to turn the tide in later generations.
The founder was extremely loyal to the princess, and his teachings became a prominent field of study in later generations, forming one of the most important pillars of the dark wizarding world.
Without archaeology, dark wizards simply could not compare with white wizards who possessed a complete scientific research system.
At this moment, Locke used a historical reenactment to directly fulfill the last prophecy condition.
Therefore, the prophecy’s power collapsed on its own.
The broken path that appeared before Locke closed in mid-air!
Immediately afterwards, Locke directly manipulated the phantom dragon, squeezing out the opponent’s backup plan. The Peach Curve Thorn Arrow returned to its original state, while the phantom dragon strode forward, crossing the path.
At this moment, in a distant time and space, the black sun hanging above the world trembled.
Beneath the black sun, many dragons raised their heads, looking at the black sun that seemed to have experienced an earthquake.
This was… an impact.
On the desolate throne beneath the black sun sat a corpse, and beneath this spectacle of a giant’s body, a group of black wizards were worshipping it.
Worshipping a corpse.
A wizard in black robes sneered.
“Lucky.”
“Should we act directly?”
Another wizard in black robes hesitated, “Yes. Although it’s only a mere second ring, and the roads beyond are all cut off, it poses no threat to us. We don’t belong to that era; intervening would consume too many resources.” “
But if it survives, we must still act directly.”
“No matter the cost, we must completely annihilate anything that touches the dragon’s bloodline.”
“But it’s doomed. Let it live to the last moment as a dragon. This is my pity for ants.”
The first black-robed wizard to speak lit three incense sticks upside down before the enormous corpse.
“The White Wizard Association is in trouble lately… they seem to be starting to realize our true nature.”
“The Ascension Plan in the Starfield Sea is far too ambitious. Its purpose is unclear.”
(End of Chapter)
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