Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 889

Chapter 884 The Throne-Level Potions Master’s Examination and the Greatest Secret of the Divine Eye

. Golden Crown Mountain, the Ancient Tree Fruit’s Avatar.

In the underground research institute of the Dune Plane, Locke had Douglas compile an article about using atavism to revert Sea Gold Sand to the [Over-the-Mountain Dragon n*ked Fern]. Locke himself supplemented some key experimental data, and obtained relevant data on the wild surging energy from the Tree of Words through Albert at the Myster Power Research Center located in Lilith’s Hut.

With himself acting as the medium, the problem was easily solved.

In this way, Locke had Douglas help him complete a second-ring level article.

After Locke proofread the last paragraph, he looked up at Douglas and said, “Not bad, you did a very good job. You were able to understand the outline I gave you before, that’s excellent.”

“This article has been expanded quite well.”

Douglas scratched his head, quite proud.

“Lord Augustine, there was a part of the content that I researched extensively before I dared to confirm your meaning. I did indeed spend the entire night in the library researching before I dared to write it down for you.”

Locke asked, “Has Brandy stopped coming to see you?”

Douglas bowed to Locke and said, “Lord Augustine, ever since you asked me to publish that article in the [Border of All Things], he hasn’t appeared before me again.”

“Perhaps he’s been busy,”

Locke said. “Hmm… in that respect, he’s quite sensible.”

The Lagmamon Wizard King in Douglas’s mind chuckled softly.

“That little Brandy certainly wouldn’t dare to provoke Locke Augustine. Locke Augustine is a man of his word. Anyone who provokes him will likely suffer. If it were my time, I might have recruited him into my court.”

Locke handed him the article and five thousand magic stones.

“Help me submit this article to [Yunze].”

Locke wrote the witch Catherine’s name as the corresponding author, and himself as the first author. Douglas’s identity was sensitive, and since he was only a Crystallized Wizard, he didn’t need a second-ring journal, so Locke didn’t intend to list him as an author.

After all, strictly speaking, Douglas was still in a state where going to the Wizard Prison was optional.

He had previously submitted to the Myriad Realms Boundary, which was located at the boundary between the Dark and Bright, and journals in the Dark and Bright Boundary only accepted one author. However, journals in Yunze Wetland required a corresponding author.

According to the unspoken rules of Yunze Wetland, he couldn’t be the corresponding author, especially for such a top-tier second-ring, first-zone journal.

Although it wasn’t impossible, the corresponding author was usually a mentor from the True Knowledge Academy or a high-ring wizard within the team.

This made it easier to get accepted.

It didn’t matter, since even the Star Domain Sea generally recognized the first author of Yunze Wetland’s top journals.

When he first entered the True Knowledge Academy, he didn’t know this unspoken rule and submitted directly to Yunze, only to be quickly rejected.

Of course, this wasn’t the only reason for the rejection.

It was just the smallest one.

“This is my second time submitting to Yunze.”

Locke realized now how reckless he had been, submitting directly to *Yunze* instead of *Qingcao Yunze* back then.

Locke pondered, “I wonder if I can get past *Yunze* this time?”

Douglas took the article Locke had given him and the five thousand magic stones, turned and left. He would return to the mortal world through the dimensional portal.

After he left, Locke picked up the Lingzhi Magic Plant and saw two people who had contacted him.

One was the Brandy Wizard, who had sent him a message.

“Locke, good news! I have some really good news to tell you, but I won’t tell anyone else.”

“I have an invitation to a botanical conference hosted by the Rose Council’s Sun Ring Wizard. I only told you, not anyone else. If you need it, just let me know, and I’ll give you the address. Going to places like that to gather ideas will be very efficient.”

Locke glanced at the message and immediately swiped it away, blocking it.

Then, Locke looked at the other message—a message from Lady Tataroni.

Lady Tataroni sent him a message.

“Lord Augustine, I have invited a Throne-level Potions Master to be your Potions Instructor. This Master Potions Master is also a distinguished guest of our Feathered Serpent Pavilion.”

“This Master Potions Master from the Fragrant Isles recently visited the Rootcrown Court’s branch in Cloudweed Wetlands. She agreed to our request, but the situation is rather complicated, and we need you to come to our Feathered Serpent Pavilion in person to discuss it.” Locke’s pupils

suddenly contracted.

He hadn’t expected the Feathered Serpent Pavilion to actually find him a Throne-level Potions Master.

A Throne-level Potions Master—a Potions Master of this level could be considered a dominant force in the Endless Void, a true Potions Master.

Lady Tataroni sent a message.

‘Lord Augustine, I apologize for the hassle. But since it involves a Throne-level wizard, please come as soon as possible.’

Locke replied: ‘Okay.’ Locke

glanced at the message Brandy the Wizard had sent again, feeling rather speechless. He shouldn’t have agreed to let him come find him if he had any good fortune.

What good fortune could Brandy possibly have for him?

Oh well, he’d better go to the Feathered Serpent Pavilion first.

After all, he was dealing with two things at the same time, and his energy was running low.

Locke swayed as he left the office.

“My main body is comprehending the [Secret of Creation], which has taken away most of my spiritual awareness and sensitivity to nature.”

“Lady Tataroni’s sudden invitation at this time… is really ill-timed.”

“But it involves the Throne Wizard.”

“Oh well, I’ll take it one step at a time.”

“By the way, now that the Demon Wolf Hell has been breached, there’s no need for the Golden Dragon Claw Air Pineapple Wizard Shoes. I can have my main body send that air pineapple over through the Forest Sanctuary and the Ecological Corridor, and then I need to give it to Scarlett for testing.”

…

In the Feathered Serpent Pavilion, the tall Lady Tataroni swayed her tail and elegantly said to Locke, “This is the family wizard of that master potion master.”

Standing before Locke was a witch with a blue veil covering her face.

She was a second-circle wizard.

Lady Tataroni said to Locke, “Lord Augustine, that esteemed Master Potions Master has accepted our Feathered Serpent Pavilion’s invitation to serve as your Potions Master mentor within the Feathered Serpent Pavilion system.”

“There is a precondition.”

“I’ll have the Master’s family wizard tell you.”

The witch was quite surprised that Lady Tataroni addressed Locke as ‘Lord,’ a complex look flashing in her eyes as she began to speculate about Locke’s background. Her gaze fell on the badge on his chest, signifying his status as a senior researcher at Mount Golden Crown, and then swept over the numerous competition championship badges on his chest.

The second-ring witch’s expression became even more complicated.

Her impression of Locke quickly transformed into that of a second-ring wizard with a powerful background, good qualifications, and considerable strength.

The second-ring witch coldly said to Locke, “We are unfamiliar with the Eastern Frontier, therefore Lord Winchester sent me to ask you a question, and I will give you three chances to answer.”

Locke nodded slightly.

“What’s the question?”

This was a Throne-level Potions Master, not someone easily approached. Clearly, this was some kind of test. If he failed, the other party wouldn’t accept the Feathered Serpent Pavilion’s invitation.

And if they refused, after already using the Feathered Serpent Pavilion’s authority to invite a Potions Master mentor once, it was uncertain whether they would find him a second Potions Master.

Obviously, this was the necessary price to pay for becoming an apprentice to a Throne-level Potions Master.

The witch spoke, “These are the exact words of the Winchester Witch—What are potions?”

Locke’s pupils suddenly contracted, because this question was far too tricky.

It wasn’t asking what Potions Mastery was, but what potions were.

It wasn’t asking what Potions Mastery studied, but simply asking him what a “potion” was, and what its definition was.

Locke fell into deep thought. Clearly, this was a tricky question; his answer could demonstrate both his Potions Mastery level and his talent in the field.

The key issue was that most of his spiritual awareness was currently consumed by his physical body, so Locke was somewhat dazed and unable to answer the question immediately.

The family witch spoke up, “The Winchester witch specifically instructed that you need to answer the first question on the spot, and then you can answer it twice more through Lady Tataroni. If your answers fail to satisfy the Winchester witch after three attempts,

then she will have no choice but to refuse the Feathered Serpent Pavilion’s invitation. None of Lord Winchester’s students are not geniuses.”

Locke frowned, and after about ten minutes of thought, he spoke, “Potions are the embodiment of the hidden true forms of all things.”

“They are proof of self-awareness.”

The family witch’s eyes showed surprise.

“Hmm? You clearly have the level of a second-circle potion master. Yet Lady Tataroni says you are not yet a second-circle potion master.”

Locke nodded slightly to her and Lady Tataroni, saying, “Yes. I recently advanced to the level of a second-circle potion master, so it’s normal that Lady Tataroni doesn’t know.”

Lady Tataroni’s eyes lit up.

“Lord Augustine, your potion-making skills have improved rapidly. This wizard, I wonder if Lord Augustine has passed Master Winchester’s test?”

The family witch shook her head slightly.

“This is a standard answer from a second-circle potion master. But it’s not the answer Lord Winchester needs.”

“This Mr. Augustine’s answer has two parts. The first part is his understanding of potions, which is the normal level of a second-circle potion master. Not much different from my level.”

“At my level, I can only serve Lord Winchester as a servant, not a student.”

“As for the second answer, it’s actually from the perspective of an ordinary wizard. Indeed, potions are an acknowledgment of self-awareness; the person who takes a potion will have their status altered by the potion’s status.”

“But even if status changes, self-awareness remains the same, proving that a person’s self-awareness is completely independent. Although this answer is brilliant, I understood this principle ten years ago.”

Lady Tataroni’s eyes held anger, because Locke possessed noble dragon blood; in her eyes, he was merely a servant of the Winchester witches.

Her words subtly belittled Locke, so Lady Tataroni elegantly asked, “How old was this wizard ten years ago?”

The second-circle witch replied, “Ten years ago, I was young, only a hundred years old. I know what you’re trying to say, Lady Tataroni.”

“Age isn’t the issue; skill is key.”

Locke frowned and asked her, “Witch, don’t you need to relay my answer to Lady Winchester?”

The second-circle witch looked at Locke with surprise and said, “Mr. Augustine, you’re very clever. You’ve grasped the point. Lady Winchester has already given me the single, standard answer. Therefore, when you answered those questions, even without consulting Lady Winchester, I knew you hadn’t passed.”

The second-circle witch turned and left the second floor of the Feathered Serpent Pavilion.

“Many potion makers in the Xiangshan Islands also aspire to become disciples of the Sea Queen.”

“Among them are quite a few who consider themselves potion-making geniuses. But only by passing the Sea Queen’s test can you truly become her disciple. Even taking the shortcut of the Feathered Serpent Pavilion is no exception.”

The witch quickly departed.

After she left, Lady Tataroni looked grim. She apologized to Locke, saying, “Lord Augustine, please forgive me for taking the liberty of choosing such a powerful potion master as the Sea Queen as your potion master. I just didn’t expect this to happen. The Sea Queen’s standards are indeed… unusually high.”

“I meant well but made things worse,”

Locke reassured Lady Tataroni. “Don’t worry. I still have two more chances to answer.”

“Every Throne Wizard is very individualistic and has high standards. Even if I were given a different Throne-level potion master, they might not have given me a test, but some other kind of challenge. They might even have asked me to pay tuition first.” “

It’s just a test, it’s nothing.”

“Very fair.”

Lady Tataroni smiled. “Lord Augustine, thank you. I can provide you with information on all the second-circle wizards at the Feathered Serpent Pavilion that the Sea Queen can access.”

“Since she’s already given the standard answers, it means we can find the Throne Queen’s thought process in her past records.”

“The Sea Queen’s specialty potion is… the Name Potion…”

Lady Tataroni rang her copper bell, summoning a crystallized wizard, a red-dragon half-dragon. “Bring up all the information on the Sea Queen’s potion-making techniques.”

The red-dragon half-dragon swayed his tail, hesitating, “This…this might not comply with the rules, Lady Tataroni.”

Lady Tataroni said, “It’s alright. Just do it; the higher-ups won’t object. True dragons have special privileges in the Feathered Serpent Pavilion.”

“These are the rules of the Feathered Serpent Ancestor.”

The red-dragon half-dragon shook his tail again, then turned to do it.

Seeing this, Locke immediately decided that he needed his clone to quickly review the Sea Queen’s information and strive to pass the test directly next time, gaining the opportunity to join her sect.

However, he first needed to deal with the Three Cave Worlds, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to redirect his spiritual awareness from there.

Part of the reason he couldn’t give a satisfactory answer the first time was because most of his spiritual awareness had been shared with the [Secret of Creation] located in the Three Cave Worlds.

…

The Three Cave Worlds, within the curse of historical reenactment.

Locke witnessed how the Sky God-King, having obtained a Creation Lotus Leaf transformed from the World Tree Leaf, stabilized the precarious Three-Hole World.

However, the creation flaws of the Three-Hole World were not completely resolved.

The Sky God-King needed to act as a pillar, constantly supporting the Earth and the craters, and with the Creation Lotus Leaf, the craters wouldn’t sink into the Imaginary Sea River.

For some reason, although the World Tree Leaf clearly had the power to completely solve the world’s problems, Locke discovered that it only barely prevented the world from sinking into the Imaginary Sea River.

The God-King had to exert all his strength, combined with the Creation Lotus Leaf, to keep the world from sinking.

This led to the Sky God-King being overjoyed for a long time, as the world was saved. However, a thousand years later, as he aged and his strength gradually diminished, he began to realize that this state was unsustainable and increasingly difficult to maintain, causing him immense pain.

In his youth, he felt that even holding onto the craters for ten thousand years wouldn’t be a problem.

But as he aged, he began to feel breathless, and the craters became a heavy burden on the sky. Even with his full strength, the craters still sank by 1 millimeter every year.

Although the divine power path could grant these beings endless voids, resulting in lifespans that were relatively long among those of the same level, even so, without the spark of divine immortality, they would eventually die of old age. They

could not escape death.

So, three thousand years later, the sky was old and frail, its arms almost crushed by the craters.

By this time, the crater world had fully taken shape.

This world did not want to return to the primordial chaos, and with all life forms, return to nothingness. Therefore, the planes of this world trembled, seeking a way to solve the problem once again.

The Sky God-King wept before the heavens once more.

Especially now, the Wind God had long since died of old age.

He was too lonely. He had created eleven giants with his own blood to accompany him, but five hundred years later, these giants had also died.

Fortunately, these giants multiplied and multiplied, staging generation after generation of dramas vying for divine power.

These giants mistakenly believed the world would exist forever, so they fought amongst themselves for power, unaware that the Sky God-King was struggling to maintain order, and the world was constantly on the verge of destruction.

At this moment, the Sky God-King’s continuous calls towards the void attracted the attention of someone.

It was the Persepolis pantheon, destroyed in battle by the Throne of Frost.

In a region of the void, imbued with countless ice magics of the Evocation School, icy currents, like celestial locks, bound this void, sealing the entire Wanderer pantheon of the Persepolis pantheon.

The chilling currents of the heavens seemed to seal off a world.

The Persepolis gods, drawn by the voice of the Sky God-King, traversed the three cave worlds. Then, only a name remained; the entire Persepolis god race, stripped of everything, was summoned by the Sky God-King’s cry for help, reduced to a mere name.

As a divine name, its original fate was to drift aimlessly in the vast void, unnoticed. But the void was far too boundless; under normal circumstances, it was unlikely it would drift into another world. Even if it did, if it were a lifeless plane, it would be sealed within.

Even if it were a living plane, because it was now only a divine name, without any divine authority to identify its existence, it was essentially nothingness, indistinguishable to mortals.

After all, without divine authority, it could not be pointed to.

Mortal perception was insufficient to accurately pinpoint the name of an empty god without divine authority.

A name uncalled is tantamount to death.

For a long time, this divine name lacked even the spark of divine immortality; it would have vanished on its own if left uncalled for an extended period.

But at this very moment, the God-King of the Three Cavern Worlds called upon it.

Moreover, the God-King of the Three Cavern Worlds possessed a certain level of spiritual awareness that allowed him to see it, and, without divine authority, correctly pointed to it.

It could be said that the Persepolis God Clan was incredibly lucky.

This situation was extremely rare.

Its rarity lay in the fact that the existence of such a Sky God-King in the endless void was itself a low-probability event.

Even rarer was the fact that any other second-ring level life form possessing this level of spiritual awareness would have painstakingly cultivated and acquired that power. They were all incredibly cunning; how could they possibly be deceived by a single divine name from the Persepolis God Clan?

At this moment, Locke and his companions saw the divine name of the Persepolis God Clan appear before the [Sky God-King].

Locke glanced at the Memory of Nicholas in his hand, realizing that this historical reenactment was about to end. He knew that this was likely the main point his other half, Nicholas, wanted to tell him.

At this moment, the divine name appeared before the God-King, existing between illusion and reality.

A divine name is a strange thing.

If it were a mortal’s name, and the person dies, leaving only the name, the hidden true form it carries would also perish. But the gods of the Persepolis race possess a powerful immortality; even a divine name can remain immortal for a period.

This name was awakened by the call of the Sky God-King.

He looked in astonishment at the Sky God-King before him, who resembled a Titan king.

The Persepolis divine name was initially terrified.

“Banaradga… what do you want to do? Are you going to use me as material for your Ark?”

The Sky God-King, now very old, looked at the Persepolis divine name with a puzzled expression.

“What? What are you talking about?”

The Persepolis divine name immediately realized. As a name, he saw a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity: the God-King before him was clearly not a Banaradga god, but merely a slightly more powerful Titan created by the Banaradga race.

That explains it.

Once a Banaradga god successfully reaches adulthood, they are a third-ring level being, far higher than the adult individuals of the Persepolis gods. The only problem is the Banaradga’s mobility.

This Titan god before them is likely just a relatively important world-body god created by the Banaradga gods,

but not a true Banaradga god.

This is because he lacks the most important aspects of the Banaradga gods: divine status, divine position, divine fire, divine law, divine blood, divine body, and divinity.

The God Name immediately began to bewitch the Titan before him, saying, “Your Majesty, I have heard your concerns. But you need not worry. As long as you can incorporate the principles of the world into my name, you will find… the power of the principles of the world will be greatly enhanced.”

The God Name looked at the divine pillar hidden beneath the river surface and the Lotus of Creation in the Three Cavern Worlds.

That divine pillar was composed of the principles of the various planes.

The divine pillars transformed into pillars of the world, formed from the arms of the sky, struggling to support the Three Cavern Worlds.

The Sky God-King tested it, and indeed, the Three Cavern Worlds became as stable as Mount Tai. Although the present world of the Three Cavern Worlds still could not withstand too much demonic pressure, its stability was at least ten times greater than before.

The entire Three Cavern Worlds would also begin to prosper due to this stability.

Both resources and other materials would increase with the stability of the plane.

The God-King said to the divine name, “Indeed. Just as you said, as long as the principles of the world are placed within your name, the power of those principles will increase out of thin air.”

“But I cannot keep the principles of the world within your name forever!”

the divine name of Persepolis said. “That’s simple. Just place my name within yourself. Once you obtain my name, it’s as if you’ve added that name to the sky, and your power will be strengthened like never before.”

“You will no longer need to struggle; you will regain your youth and vitality.”

The Sky God-King’s eyes lit up. He decisively picked up the name and placed it within his body. Instantly, he, a Titan god descended from the Banaradga race, acquired the divine name of the Persepolis race. The

Sky God-King said, “Thank you, you are truly the savior of this world.”

The God-King transformed from a frail old man back into a powerful young man.

Locke, Hussein, and the old pirate Henry exchanged glances.

The three finally understood why they couldn’t find the God-King.

Because the Divine Eye and the God-King were two sides of the same coin.

At this moment, Locke saw that the God-King, who had just received his divine name, was initially full of vigor. He had regained his youth and gained eternity.

Under the guidance of the divine name, he even learned to condense divinity.

Unfortunately, he was not a true member of the Banaradga race, so he could not use his divinity to ignite the divine fire, create a godhood, and then obtain divine office.

Moreover, the half-formed sky god position of the Banaradga race—the world’s true form god—that he possessed conflicted with the divine name of the Persepolis race.

But over a long period of time, that divine name gained increasingly powerful strength, and he gradually began to disregard the God-King’s opinions and start to “go online.”

Whenever he went online, the God-King would transform into a divine eye.

Therefore, only the throne was seen on the crater, but the king’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

Only one of the two can coexist: the Supreme God and the God-King.

As time passed, the divine name of the Persepolis gods grew stronger, even overshadowing the Sky God-King.

Although the Sky God-King possessed an incomplete divine position from the Banaradga gods, he didn’t know how to use it.

Therefore, he naturally lost this struggle.

While the divine name of the Persepolis gods manipulated everything in the three planes, the Sky God-King, in a moment of lucidity, immediately realized that the divine name was not the savior of this world.

The name he had summoned was not benevolent.

At this moment, the God-King could no longer remove the name from his body.

He was not a true Banaradga god, lacking the power derived from the divine civilization; he could not remove the name of the Persepolis gods from his body.

At this moment, the God-King cried for help for the third time to the endless void—through the power of the World Tree Leaf—hoping that the World Tree Leaf could send ancient guardians of nature into this world to save it.

In his lucid moments, the Sky God-King was horrified to discover that the God-Name had uncovered the secret of the World Leaf in this world. The God-Name was actually tapping into the power of the World Leaf, forcing the world principles of the three planes to manifest, allowing the giants created by the God-King to resonate with them.

The History Replay Spell was about to end.

Locke, Hussein, and the others saw the final scene: the Sky God-King conversing with someone remarkably similar to Locke.

The Sky God-King said to Nicholas, “Nicholas, my lucid moments are dwindling. I believe I will be completely possessed by that name in the future. I know its purpose; it doesn’t care about…this world. It only cares about itself!”

“It will destroy this world!”

“I know you come from outside; please save us.”

Nicholas looked at him calmly, then suddenly asked, “God-King, you said that evil eye doesn’t care about this world, only about itself. Then I ask you, do you care about the lives in this world?”

The Sky God-King was stunned.

Nicholas asked, “No, you don’t care either. When your giants ravaged the mortal realm, capturing mortals for food, you just watched; you didn’t stop them. God-King, that eye only cares about itself, and you only care about this world.”

“This world, no god has ever cared about the people of this world.”

“Am I wrong?”

The Sky God-King was silent, then spoke, “Nicholas, you don’t understand. Compared to this vast world, the problems of these mortals are insignificant. I have to deal with much bigger problems; I don’t have the energy to deal with these smaller ones.”

Nicholas said, “But I believe that the only way to solve the problems of this world is still among these mortals.”

The Sky God-King said, “Nicholas, I don’t want to discuss this anymore. You and I see things from different perspectives. In fact, the power we’ve accumulated over the years is enough. As long as I can control this body, I can permanently support this world and solve the problem of the imperfections in creation.”

“If the real you can help me regain control of this body, then this World Leaf can truly belong to you. Now, while I’m still lucid, I want you to imprint your power on this World Leaf.”

“I know you need it. You’ve hinted at it to me in various ways before.”

Nicholas looked at the God-King with a puzzled expression.

“But this thing is also very precious to you.”

The Sky God-King shook his head.

“That evil name, it wants to seize this power. In fact, before you came, this world had already experienced several mass extinctions of giants and mortals. That evil name wants to use my power to restore its body and resurrect it.”

“It has made many attempts, but all have failed. Now it still hopes to be resurrected by obtaining the power of this leaf. It has tried this path at least three times.”

“I don’t want it to obtain the power of this leaf. Because it will only prove that it can never be resurrected. It is impossible for it to be resurrected, so it can only go mad.”

Nicholas placed his palm on the leaf of the World Tree, using it as the foundation to create the Tree of Prosperity.

‘Crack~’

Nicholas’s memory shattered.

Locke, Hussein, and Old Henry’s consciousnesses returned to their original bodies.

Within the Demon Wolf Hell, Locke hadn’t yet teleported the Golden Dragon Claw Air Pineapple back to his clone. Therefore, he stood atop the Golden Dragon Claw Air Pineapple, looking at the Divine Eye sealed by eight blood curse chains.

The Earthbinding Blood Curse had sealed this Divine Eye.

The Divine Eye saw Locke’s figure reappear in the Demon Wolf Hell, and at the same time, Nicholas’s memories shattered.

The pupil of this eye instantly shifted, spewing out beams of golden light, among which was Ling Hong.

“What did you see in that memory?”

“Tell me?”

“Ahahaha… You can’t kill me. You can’t kill me.”

Locke looked at him calmly.

“I know all your plans. Persepolis, you want me to kill you to directly attack the Pillar of Creation, which is crucial to the Three Cavern Worlds.”

“Use me to kill the God King.”

Through the History Reenactment Curse, Locke saw this Divine Eye and the God King merge, maintaining the Pillar of Creation.

In other words, if Locke were to kill God-Eye, it would be equivalent to destroying the Pillar of Creation, causing the entire Three-Dimensional Plane to collapse instantly.

However, God-Eye did not seek mutual destruction.

Because as long as the Pillar of Creation did not completely collapse, the Three-Dimensional World would at most see most of it sink into the Imaginary Sea River.

It would not completely return to the primordial chaos.

During this process, Locke would be completely defined as an enemy by the Plane Principles of the Three-Dimensional World, and thus he would definitely lose control of the Tree of Prosperity, which is the principle of the Book of Gods.

This was a patch that his other half, Nicholas, had added to this world.

God-Eye’s divinity was actually that of a God-King, so God-Eye would not die; only the God-King would die.

But originally, without the God-King and divinity, God-Eye was merely a name that could not interfere with the present world. However, God-Eye had actually cultivated a second body in the Three-Dimensional World.

That was the Void Battleship of the Banaradga God Clan—that Lava Behemoth.

The Lord of Monsters!

A legacy left here by the Banaradga God Clan in the past.

The Banaradga gods seem to have automatically evolved such creatures, likely a way for their descendants to teleport through the void.

Therefore, the true plan of this Persepolis god is probably to have him kill him, indirectly using him to kill the God-King, and then, because of killing the God-King, to be antagonized by this world, lose the Tree of Prosperity, and be rejected by the world.

He would then transfer to that lava behemoth, which lacked even intelligence.

He could then be ‘reborn’ through the lava behemoth.

Although this isn’t the Persepolis god’s true body, it’s a second-best choice, since that divine beast is a Banaradga god’s warship.

Therefore, it’s actually more suitable as a body to house him than the Sky God-King.

With such a powerful body, he could certainly try to kill Locke and his companions, destroy the pioneering explorers located at the dimensional barrier, and eliminate all the wizards.

The pupils of the God-Eye suddenly shrank; he clearly hadn’t expected Locke to know all this.

Damn Nicholas.

Has he already figured this out?

For a moment, God’s Eye was gripped by fear, but he quickly found a way to win under the shackles of blood and the seal of the four Great Azure Leaf Dragon Sparrows. He let out a fierce yet cowardly laugh.

“No, you dare not kill me. To kill me is to kill the God King. To kill me is to help me transfer to a new body. You can’t do anything to me.”

“Even if you know, so what?”

“Wizards, I can wear you down. Anyway, I have a long lifespan! I will find an opportunity…”

“Ah…”

God’s Eye screamed.

Because Locke inserted his five fingers into the inside of his pupil, five magical flames of different attributes appeared on his fingers, namely wind, fire, water, earth, and wood.

“You seem to have forgotten one thing, I am an expert-level potion master.”

“And you are just a name. Since it is a name, it is just a hidden true form.”

“Even if you are the name of a god, it is the same. As long as I extract all the spiritual essence from your body, I can separate you from the Sky God King.”

The core of the Sky God King should be that incomplete divine position of the Banaradga God Clan.

Therefore, he could disregard everything and extract all the spiritual essence from this divine eye, since in the end, there would definitely be one divine position left.

As long as that divine position remained, the Sky God King could return.

Moreover, Locke estimated that as long as he weakened this divine name to a certain extent, the Sky God King could turn the tables and control this body.

Locke concentrated all his attention.

A second-circle potion master not only had to learn to create second-circle potions, but also had to be able to create true spiritual essence imprints from all things, names, and existence. He was about to create his first spiritual essence imprint!

A spiritual essence imprint was formed from spiritual essence, just like the crimson vampire stone spiritual essence that the Rose Witch had lost to him.

And obtaining a spiritual essence imprint from a name was the simplest way to acquire one.

Locke pondered, “My current spiritual knowledge should be sufficient.”

(End of Chapter)