Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 890

Chapter 885 An Astounding Opportunity! A Huge Gain!

Locke’s five fingers were each wrapped with a magical flame of one of five attributes. Through the mutual transformation and restraint of these five magical flames—wind, water, fire, earth, and wood—the spiritual essence of the Persepolis gods was continuously extracted.

The Magical Flame Extraction Method!

Magical flames can burn the hidden true form of all things from the object itself. Of course, under normal circumstances, this would only burn the object to ashes. However, by utilizing the mutual restraint and transformation of the wind, water, fire, earth, and wood attributes, it is possible to extract the spiritual essence of an object without burning it.

This not only requires the continuous use of five magical flames, which is not difficult even for a first-ring wizard,

but also requires precise control of the heat and timing of the magical flames. A slight mistake will cause the magical flames to lose balance due to the interaction of their elements, destroying the object or making it impossible to extract the spiritual essence.

Essentially, this is cultivating spiritual essence through magical flames.

Locke retreated, withdrawing his five fingers from the Divine Eye. Simultaneously, he summoned a bronze cauldron with his left hand, which automatically descended below the Divine Eye, enlarged, and then contained the Divine Eye.

Next, Locke placed his five fingers on the surface of the cauldron, instantly igniting the five different flames.

Controlling the interplay of elements was extremely energy-consuming and demanded precise magical power.

However, its most important function was to capture Ling Hong’s [Spiritual Awareness].

The Divine Eye tried to escape the bronze cauldron, but the eight blood-red chains Hussein had placed on it, though taut and creaking under the strain, still held it captive.

Four large blue-leaved dragonbirds pressed it back into the bronze cauldron.

The five magical flames within the cauldron burned intensely.

The old pirate, watching the boiling flames beneath the bronze cauldron, swallowed hard. Here they go again!

Using people for alchemy, here they go again!

This is utterly inhuman.

The Divine Eye struggled within the bronze cauldron, trying to break free, but he couldn’t overcome the blockade imposed on him by Locke and Hussein.

Suddenly, within the cauldron, the Divine Eye rolled his eyes upwards, and countless spiritual essences transformed into golden light and shadow, bursting forth from his eyes and coalescing like countless butterflies above the cauldron into a semi-transparent mark.

That was the spiritual essence mark of this divine name!

For a potion master, possessing a spiritual essence allows them to attempt to interpret it into a corresponding ritual action, but to create a copy of the spiritual essence, to show it to others for study, or to delve deeper into its study, one needs to create a spiritual essence mark.

The ability to forge a spiritual essence mark is a standard skill for a second-circle potion master.

At this moment, the divine name of the Persepolis gods sensed that he was being stripped from the Sky God King, and that his consciousness was beginning to separate from his divine name.

“Damn wizard, he actually has a way to separate me!”

The Divine Eye’s pupils darted around; he was unwilling to die as a name.

He wanted to be resurrected.

He wanted to be resurrected!

He rolled his eyes.

Instantly, the Three Holes World trembled again. The crater and the earth were slowly sinking into the Imaginary Number Sea River. The edges of the Three Holes World’s earth began to crumble into pieces of rock, tumbling down into the river.

The Demon Wolf Hell trembled violently, the four legs beneath the bronze cauldron constantly shaking against the ground.

Locke frowned. “Something’s wrong. This divine eye is actively dismantling the Sky Pillar!”

“That pillar is currently the pillar of the world. If it’s dismantled, the entire world will fall into the Imaginary Number Sea River.”

The divine eye inside the bronze cauldron was spraying out golden phantoms. “Let me out! Otherwise, I’ll directly dismantle the entire world, making the entire world and you all perish with me.”

“Let me out.”

Old Henry, standing at the entrance of the Demon Wolf Hell, was filled with worry. He felt the world shaking, the sky of the Demon Wolf Hell even falling, flames landing on the ground.

Flames crashed against flames, and the earth collapsed.

The old pirate seemed somewhat frightened. He quickly did some mental calculations, then shouted to Locke, “Captain, if the world collapses and the crystal wall system breaks instantly, the released energy will be of the cosmic level. Our pioneering exploration team could be destroyed.”

Inside the bronze cauldron, the Divine Eye roared angrily, “Release me immediately, or we’ll all die! This time I won’t back down, after all, you’re going to refine me to death!”

“Release me!”

The Divine Eye slammed against the bronze cauldron wall, and instantly five types of magical flames appeared, mutually restraining and circulating, scorching his eyes.

The Divine Eye screamed in agony, and a large amount of spiritual energy transformed into golden light and flew into the soul imprint.

Locke manipulated the five types of magical flames, wholeheartedly trying to refine him out of the Sky God King’s body.

At that moment, Hussein asked Locke, “Locke, how much longer are you going to refine him?”

Locke did some calculations, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

“This guy’s spiritual power is greater than I thought. It could take three days at the fastest, and a week at the latest,”

Hussein said. “That won’t do. In just one more hour, he could probably break the pillar that supports the world.”

“And, is your spiritual awareness sufficient?”

Locke frowned, because the spiritual power contained within this god was greater than he had imagined, and with his current spiritual power, he probably couldn’t sustain it enough to refine it.

Hussein suddenly spoke up: “I can share my and the old pirate’s spiritual awareness with you through a curse. I don’t know if that will be enough with ours.”

Locke looked at him distractedly.

“Can you do that?”

Hussein nodded: “The Blood Curse itself is a curse magic that is good at connecting others. Every wizard is born with a certain amount of spiritual awareness, especially second-circle wizards. It’s just that we are not potion masters, and we haven’t been trained in spiritual awareness, so I don’t know if it will be enough even if we share it with you.”

“But you must trust me.”

A bright red cursed spiritual thread appeared in his hand, and this cursed spiritual thread appeared beside Locke and also beside old Henry.

The two glanced at the cursed spiritual thread, knowing they needed to allow the blood curse to bypass their permanent defensive field and enter their bloodline; otherwise, it would be difficult for the curse to take effect.

Hussein looked at them earnestly and said, “This is the [Shared Death Blood Curse]. As long as you accept my curse, our lives will be intertwined until I break it.”

“But our spiritual awareness will be shared,”

the old pirate Henry hesitated.

“I am an enchanter, and spiritual knowledge is fundamental to enchanting, so my spiritual awareness is indeed quite high. But…”

Locke pondered for a moment.

‘The Blood Curse is formed through the connection of advanced geometric curse spells, linked by bloodlines. It seems mysterious, but in the eyes of a second-circle archmage, it’s nothing more than some geometry.’

“After receiving the Blood Curse, if I sense something is wrong, I can use the Dragon Rose, this magical plant, to activate the Dragon bloodline within me, which will drastically alter my bloodline in a short time, breaking the lock on my bloodline.” ‘

Once the bloodline changes, those bloodlines originally connected to the advanced geometric curse spells will be severed.’

Having made this judgment, Locke immediately reached out and grasped the blood thread.

Meanwhile, on the other side, old pirate Henry hesitated. After all, in his eyes, Hussein and Locke were friends; of the three, he was probably the only outsider.

Should he choose to trust him?

Old pirate Henry suddenly realized that his greatest magic was the captain’s [Human Weapon]. If Hussein suddenly attacked him, he could immediately put on the [Human Weapon Mask] and transform himself into a magical artifact to reduce the effect of the blood curse.

Old pirate Henry gritted his teeth, and under Locke’s pressure, he could only grasp the thread of Hussein’s blood.

Instantly, the three of them were struck by a blood curse that would kill them all.

Their lives were intertwined, and Old Henry’s spiritual awareness, through Hussein’s help, was superimposed on Locke.

Locke immediately felt his spiritual awareness more than double, meaning that as an old enchanter, Old Henry’s spiritual awareness was actually greater than his own.

This was normal,

as Old Henry was a second-circle enchanter.

Old Henry said, “Even if spiritual awareness can be shared, what about this world?”

At this moment, the hellfire of the demon wolf raged, and the demon wolf giant fell to the ground.

In the mortal world, the wind giant and Orion and others also saw in horror that the sun and moon were obscured, and the earth was cracking.

Locke gritted his teeth and said, “Hussein, old Henry, I’ll do you one last favor. Go beneath the earth and temporarily support it!”

Old Henry was dumbfounded.

As a pirate of the Great Void, he always chose to fight the weak and avoided the strong, never engaging in hard battles. He

hadn’t lasted long against the Executioner Wizard in the Great Void before, and had immediately retreated.

Hearing Locke’s order for them to go directly to the bottom of the world to support it, he was stunned.

Standing at the entrance to the Demon Wolf Hell, Old Henry shouted to Locke, “Captain, are you serious about this order?”

The Divine Eye inside the bronze cauldron cried out, “Release me from this bronze cauldron, and I will stop destroying the pillars. Otherwise, we will all die!”

Seeing that Locke had no reaction, the Divine Eye screamed in agony.

“That pirate, quickly tell your captain to make the right decision. If you’re willing to let me out, I’ll give you all the resources of Heaven and Hell. Those mines are all yours; those spiritual energies are useless to me.”

“All of them.”

“I can even become your governor of this world! Augustine, whatever you want, I can give you! I can be your governor, why should we be enemies?”

Old Henry was greatly tempted.

The old pirate’s eyes revealed greed; he wavered.

“Captain, I think this deal is acceptable. We only want the resources here, not this world.”

Locke coldly turned and glanced at him.

Just that one glance sent a chill down the old pirate’s spine.

Old Henry immediately said, “I understand, Captain. I will do exactly as you say.”

Locke, of course, could not agree to a deal with this Persepolis god, because he and the Persepolis god had an irreconcilable conflict of interest: the

ownership of the World Tree Leaf.

In the eyes of the Persepolis god, this was the only thing that could allow him to resurrect; he had spent a thousand years preparing to obtain the power of the World Tree Leaf.

Moreover, with Hussein’s help, his spiritual awareness had increased significantly, making it the perfect time to seize the opportunity and obtain the spiritual imprint of this divine name.

The Persepolis gods were enemies of the wizarding civilization, and the spiritual imprint of their divine name was far more valuable than ordinary spiritual imprints.

At this moment, Locke waved his hand, and a four-winged, large-leaved dragon-bird flew to Hussein’s head, binding his waist with a dragon tail formed from its false roots. It then pulled him into the air, directly taking him out of the Demon Wolf Hell and flying to the high sky of the Three Cavern Planes.

The old pirate gritted his teeth, adjusted the spell model of the enchanted magic array on the three magic rings on his arms, then jumped onto the magic rings and flew high into the sky.

At this moment, whirlpools appeared one after another at the edge of the Three Cavern World, that is, at the edge of the crater.

The crater was collapsing downwards, threatening to crush the lotus leaf and sink into the Imaginary Number Sea River.

Hussein activated his Blood Ancestor True Body again, drank the blood he obtained from the Divine Eye, and then jumped into the Imaginary Number Sea River.

The Blood Ancestor’s true form, with demonic ram horns on its head, expanded infinitely, transforming into a colossal demon god as tall as a crater. It lifted the crater with both hands, like bent arms, preventing it from descending.

Hussein roared like a demon god,

“Rise!”

Veins bulged on his arms.

Due to the secret of creation, Hussein’s magic pressure was currently 14,500.

Even after drinking the divine blood of the Persepolis gods and activating the Great Magic—The Stealing Life Instrument—to digest it, his magic pressure continued to rise slowly.

Even so, his magic pressure was only at a mid-level, ordinary second-circle level.

This magic pressure was even lower than that of some of the original giant kings of the Three Cavern Worlds.

Therefore, when he tried to grasp the edge of the world, lifting it with bent arms, his arms endured immense pressure, even emitting sounds of unbearable strain, as if about to break.

Hussein said, “Locke, I’ll hold on for as long as I can!”

Although his magical pressure was lower than that of many Giant Kings, the efficiency of the magical power gained by converting magical pressure into spells far surpassed that of those Giant Kings who could only manipulate the principles of the world using very primitive methods.

The vampire’s true form stood on the Imaginary Sea River, transforming into a demon god who supported the world within the Imaginary Sea River.

Meanwhile, the old pirate Henry gritted his teeth.

“They’re insane! They’re all insane! How could I have agreed to join the expedition with the captain? This isn’t an expedition, it’s like performing major surgery on the world!”

“Are we here to colonize or to save the world?”

“Forget it, the first rule of a pirate mothership: when out in the open, obey the captain’s orders unconditionally.”

“Whatever the captain does, that’s how we pirates do it.”

“Hussein, I’m here to help you!”

The three magic wheels beneath his feet flew out automatically. He chanted a spell, temporarily stopping them in mid-air. Instantly, the three magic wheels combined and formed three magic arrays, transforming into three magical artifacts with triple magic arrays, which fell into the river.

Old Henry continued chanting spells, adjusting the enchanting school’s spell model, enlarging the magic wheels. Then, the three magic wheels grew to the size of three skyscrapers, which then attached themselves to the three peaks of the crater, trying to hold back the constantly falling world.

‘Bang!’

The three peaks suddenly broke apart.

The three magic wheels fell straight into nothingness.

Hussein winced in pain as the immense pressure of the world pressed down on his arms. He couldn’t even pull them out from beneath the world in time; they were crushed by the weight.

Hussein said, “Old pirate, what have you done to help me?”

“I feel like you haven’t helped at all,”

the old pirate Henry gritted his teeth. He immediately changed his target, manipulating the three magic wheels to smash them into the earth, causing a massive earthquake and shockwave.

The three magic wheels were indeed embedded in the earth.

Old pirate Henry gritted his teeth, trying to levitate the three magic wheels, thus indirectly preventing the crater from falling into the Imaginary Sea River.

Hussein said, “Old pirate, can you put in a little more effort? Your method of exerting effort is practically the same as not exerting any effort at all.”

Sweat dripped from old pirate Henry’s forehead.

“That’s all. I’m just an enchanter. Wait, I can enchant you.”

He took out an enchanted knife, then flew to the back of Hussein’s vampire form and used the enchanted knife to carve magical runes on his back.

A power-enhancing spell was cast on Hussein’s back,

easing his discomfort slightly.

Meanwhile, in the Demon Wolf Hell, Locke continued using the magical fire extraction method to refine the spiritual essence within the Divine Eye.

At the same time, an idea suddenly flashed through Locke’s mind: he could implant the Divine Eye into the lava behemoth’s body, then fill the bottom of the Imaginary Number Sea River with the Divine Eye and the lava behemoth, using it as the foundation of the earth to compensate for the defects of the Three Cavern Worlds at creation.

However, this idea immediately alerted him.

It created a clear logical break from his previous plan.

His original idea was to refine the spiritual essence mark of the Divine Eye and completely resolve the problem, but now the idea of using the Divine Eye to fill the river had suddenly arisen in his mind.

Locke looked strangely at the Divine Eye inside the bronze cauldron.

“Did you do this?”

The Divine Eye inside the bronze cauldron didn’t understand Locke’s words at all.

Three days later, the Divine Eye was already withered and shrank considerably; the spiritual essence mark was becoming clearer and more defined.

Another day passed, and the Divine Eye ceased its sound pollution.

At this moment, a human figure appeared within the pupil of the Divine Eye.

That human figure was clearly the Sky God-King.

The Sky God-King was returning in some form.

Hussein and Old Henry had endured four days on the crater, equivalent to four years in the mortal realm; the pressure of the entire Three Cavern Worlds rested almost entirely on their shoulders.

Hussein turned to Locke, his voice hoarse, “Locke, are you done?”

“Not yet?”

“We can’t hold on much longer!”

In the Demon Wolf Hell, Locke looked at the Divine Eye within the bronze cauldron before him. The Divine Eye was now extremely illusory, and the Spirit Imprint had been completed.

However, unexpectedly, the life force of this Divine Eye was stronger than he had imagined.

He had already crafted a genuine Spirit Imprint, yet this Persepolis god was still alive.

What puzzled Locke even more was why he had felt the urge to use this Persepolis god to fill the river every day for the past few days.

Furthermore, he seemed to have forgotten something—some of his thoughts within the History Reappearance Spell.

‘The Demon Wolf Giant said that my demise once discovered a mysterious force attracting numerous gods to this place.’

‘This indicates that the Three Cavern Worlds are still very complex.’

‘There are still underlying causes!’

‘The one who made the move was probably not the Divine Eye, but someone else, and the only opportunity to attack me, upon careful consideration, lies within the History Reappearance Spell.’

‘In other words, that History Reappearance Spell is likely filled with some kind of power, a power that can make me forget certain things.’

‘That Historical Reenactment Spell has been tampered with. That secret of creation is some kind of… compensation.’

Locke fell into thought, because he couldn’t accurately describe that state. It wasn’t forgetting a memory, but more like losing contact with a certain memory, a certain history, so even if he still remembered it, he would subconsciously stop thinking about it.

“There are two silenced memories. I can’t remember the first one at all; I must have forgotten something important. The second one is related to the World Tree Leaf, but unfortunately, the foundation of my power is the World Tree Leaf, so it’s too difficult for me to forget it.” “

However, if I entered the Historical Reenactment Spell alone, I’m afraid I would forget both of these things directly, thus drawing a conclusion—filling the Lava Giant’s body with the Divine Eye, and then making up for the creation flaws of the Three Holes World!”

“In other words, Hussein and Old Henry each bore one-third of the power of that mysterious spell for me.”

Locke pondered, “Who set this trap? He assumed I was watching the Historical Reenactment Spell alone.”

If he watched it alone…

he might really be temporarily silenced about his memories related to the World Tree Leaf.

But such powerful magical force…

Locke looked at the Divine Eye. Now, the reflection of the Divine Eye within the bronze cauldron was no longer a human eye, but the figure of a middle-aged man.

The next moment, the middle-aged man’s figure solidified, moving from illusion to reality.

Meanwhile, the Divine Eye’s figure in mid-air also shifted from solid to

illusory. The Divine Eye vanished into nothingness.

The Sky God-King emerged from the illusion.

Locke flipped his right hand, and instantly the flames within the bronze cauldron disappeared, the firelight turning black.

Then the bronze cauldron overturned and shrank into Locke’s palm.

The Sky God-King staggered a step, his eyes filled with vicissitudes. He nodded to Locke.

“Thank you, Nicholas,”

Locke said. “I am not Nicholas.”

“I am Locke Augustine,”

the Sky God-King said. “Yes. That evil eye, it threw Nicholas into the Sea Eye.”

Locke frowned. Although he had suspected it, knowing this answer still gave him a headache.

Because the Sea Eye was essentially half a higher plane, a chaotic flow of time.

Now that his half-body was thrown into it, it meant he was completely unable to find it again, because his half-body had no idea where in the Three Cavern Worlds it existed at this moment.

The Three Cavern Worlds, at most, had a history of at least five thousand years.

And his half-body could exist on any day within those five thousand years.

The Sky God King said, “But that eye thought it might need Nicholas someday, so it also placed the Hidden Principle on Nicholas. As long as I activate the Hidden Principle, I can bring Nicholas back from the past.”

Locke’s eyes showed surprise.

The Sky God King explained, “Before exiling Nicholas into the Sea Realm, he deceived him, making him mistakenly believe that Nicholas might come up with a way to completely resurrect him. That eye was skeptical, but dared not let him be completely exiled in the temporal turbulence.”

Locke nodded; it seemed his half-body was quite adaptable.

The Sky God King had already used his divine power. He summoned a Hidden Principle and transformed it into a Hidden Thread, which then seemed to connect to some being.

The Sky God-King looked worriedly at the Three-Dimensional Plane.

“I never imagined it would come to this. The Pillars of Creation are no longer usable.”

“Mr. Augustine, this is our first and last meeting.”

“Thank you for everything you’ve done for this world. I’ve seen it all. Perhaps you’re right, there has never been a savior. It was my repeated outward cries that summoned that eye of the Persepolis gods.” “

I must rely on myself to save this world.”

The Sky God-King took a step forward, his figure vanishing instantly. The next moment, he appeared in the Imaginary Sea River, his feet on the water, his head reaching the sky.

His eyes shone with divine light.

The power of creation flowed through his body.

The Sky God-King took another step forward, heading towards the crater. Behind him appeared the afterimage of the divine eye, which seemed to have gone mad.

“Stop! Stop right now. Are you insane? You’re not a true Banaradga god.”

“If you transform yourself into the foundation, you’ll forever lose your self-awareness. Do you really want to do that? You and I will vanish completely in an instant, leaving only the purest primordial power flowing beneath. Stop right now!”

The Sky God-King showed no sign of stopping.

He waded across the river, stepping on the Imaginary Sea, leaving a trail of footprints on its bottom, and resolutely walked towards the crater.

His body was transforming into primordial power.

The Sky God King said, “I should have realized this long ago. My first plea for help received the assistance of the World Tree Leaf, but my second plea summoned you. And then, I mistakenly pleaded for help a third time. This whole affair should have ended long ago.”

“If I had made up my mind back then, I could have assimilated myself with the power of creation while I still held the dominant position, filling the gap between myself and the world.”

“But I placed my hopes on others. Persepolis Gods, today I will settle our score.”

The afterimage of the divine eye screamed behind him.

“No, I will absolutely not merge with the world. I am unique, I am one, I am perfect. No!”

The Sky God King walked past Hussein’s Blood Ancestor true form, Hussein’s arms now twisted under the weight of the world.

Hussein turned to look at the Sky God King.

“An indigenous person… to possess such power.”

At this moment, the Sky God King was in a special state that neither Locke nor Hussein could explain or articulate; he was almost one with the power of creation, as if he had become the power of creation itself.

The Divine Eye, along with him, was transforming into the purest power of creation.

The Sky God-King nodded to Hussein.

“I’m sorry, outsider, this shouldn’t have been your responsibility and burden. It was my selfishness that caused you such suffering.”

The Sky God-King lifted the crater with one arm.

Only then was Hussein able to retreat. As soon as he did, due to the change in pressure on his arms, his arms exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Hussein’s Blood Ancestor true form retreated, panting heavily, his arms slowly regenerating.

He glanced at his two severed arms.

“The recovery is so slow… I strengthened the Blood Ancestor’s true form’s immortality with the triple immortal power of the Blood Ancestor, the werewolf, and Pan. It seems these injuries sustained because of the world aren’t so easily healed.”

Hussein knelt on the ground, panting.

The Three Hole Worlds of today were no longer the scale of the world the Sky God King had once single-handedly carried, and his magic was not adept at supporting worlds, so supporting this world for even a short time had exhausted Hussein.

Not far away, the old pirate Henry also breathed a sigh of relief, releasing his control over the three magic rings.

His magic power was also exhausted.

The three magic rings, freed from his control, transformed into three enormous mountain-like objects, left behind on the earth.

The Sky God King lifted the craters, and the afterimage of the divine eye screamed behind him.

“No, what are you doing? Stop! I’ll agree to give you back your body later, just stop! No, stop!”

“Are you crazy? Are you really selfless?”

“Native, are you crazy?”

The Sky God King chuckled.

“You always mock me for being a native, but you forget that whether we’re natives or anything else, our hearts towards our world are probably the same. I love my world. That has nothing to do with whether I’m a native or not.”

The Sky God King suddenly turned his head and looked in Locke’s direction.

“I’m at ease entrusting this world to him. Nicholas is a good person, and most importantly, he doesn’t want to rule this world.”

“So, I have no more reservations.”

The next moment, the Sky God King and he completely assimilated with the power of creation, and a stream of creation power converged at the bottom of the crater, transforming into the foundation of the earth beneath it.

The afterimage of the God Eye let out its last scream in this world.

“No, I want to be resurrected, I want to become a perfect being! No!”

A huge earthen platform appeared beneath the crater, standing in the great river of the Imaginary Number Sea.

At the same time, the primordial lotus leaf in the Imaginary Sea River vanished, transforming into a World Leaf.

…

Locke stretched out his hand, and the World Leaf automatically settled in his left palm. His half-body had already negotiated with the Sky God King of this world.

As long as he helped him remedy the creation flaws of the Three Hole Worlds, this World Leaf would be his.

“Congratulations.”

A Locke with a gentle expression stood before him. This was the half-body that the Sky God King had retrieved before transforming into the power of creation, by mobilizing the hidden principles.

This Locke transformed into shadow, merging with Locke’s shadow.

A short while later, Locke opened his eyes. His advanced meditation technique had long since reached a certain level, allowing him to remain in a state of thoughtlessness at all times.

Therefore, he had already seen through the mystery of the clone.

Naturally, there would be no conflict between the half-body and the main body.

Because whether it was the half-body or the main body, it was all himself.

As long as he entered a state of thoughtlessness, his spirituality would enter a blank state, unaffected by emotions and experiences, thus preventing him from falling into the mystery of the clone.

Locke first closed his eyes, then opened them.

“So that’s how it is.”

All the memories of his demigod’s thousand-year mortal life in the Three Cavern World flooded into his mind, along with his approximately ten years of memories in the Celestial Realm and the chaotic memories of his time in the Sea Realm.

These memories were incredibly fragmented, so he could only grasp them superficially and would need to spend time organizing them later.

Perhaps the most important thing was the memory related to the immense magic his demigod had created over a thousand years: the Tree of Prosperity.

At this moment, Locke, now one with his demigod, discovered that the second World Tree leaf had automatically transformed into the core of the Tree of Prosperity. It first entered the Ancient Tree of Life within his Forest Sanctuary, and then his own Principle of Prosperity flew in, falling into the Ancient Tree of Life and beginning to transform it.

The Ancient Tree of Life was also enveloped in surging natural energy, its branches and leaves intertwined like a tree ball, clearly undergoing evolution. In

the Three Cavern World, Locke’s saintly avatar flew in the sky, overlooking this world. At this moment, the three upper planes of the Three Cavern World had all merged into the present world due to previous activities.

In other words, the upper planes of this world no longer existed.

This was probably a necessary price to pay to compensate for the deficiencies in creation.

The benefit was that a large earthen platform appeared at the bottom of the Three Holes World, making it incredibly stable. From then on, there was no longer any need to worry about it being submerged by the Imaginary Number Sea River.

In the hills, the old pirate Henry got up and shook his head.

“Really, I, the Poison Blade Wizard, have committed countless atrocities, burning, killing, and plundering. Who would have thought that one day I would do something good here, helping this world to mend its flaws?”

The old pirate felt extremely awkward about this, feeling it somewhat violated his persona.

Should pirates do such things?

Old Henry’s magic power was nearly exhausted, and his spiritual awareness had also been depleted from sharing it with Locke to create the Spirit Macro Mark, so he was practically empty-handed. Naturally, he had no energy to worry about whether it fit his persona.

Old Henry contacted Locke using the Spirit Mushroom Magic Plant.

“Captain, the enemy has been completely wiped out. This world can be considered… successfully conquered, right?”

The old pirate originally wanted to use the word “colonization,” but upon reflection, although he had indeed taken some resources from this world, he had also done a lot for it.

It didn’t seem like he had done the kind of thing a traditional dark wizard would do to colonize a world.

Old Henry had just finished questioning her with the Ganoderma lucidum plant when the entire Three Caverns World trembled.

The old pirate stared wide-eyed as stones rolled down a rock before him.

“My god, why are they coming again? How is this possible? Wasn’t that Persepolis god half-dead by the captain? Could there be other enemies?”

In the Imaginary Sea, Hussein, still in his vampire form, barely managed to lift his head, looking towards the source of the tremor.

The other official wizards of this world had just relaxed when the entire Three Caverns World shook again.

What was happening?

The Demonic Dragon Rose appeared behind Locke as he flew through the sky, overlooking the Imaginary Sea. At the same time, the feeling that had been shrouding his mind like a fog suddenly vanished.

Locke suddenly remembered what he had forgotten during the History Reenactment Spell.

He saw that as the flaws of the Three Hole Worlds were repaired by the Creation God’s power (transformed from the Sky God King), this power formed a massive platform pressing down on the Imaginary Number Sea River.

A huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the Imaginary Number Sea River.

Then, a coffin bed emerged from the whirlpool.

Locke’s pupils constricted sharply.

Not only Locke, but all the wizards were shocked.

Such a thing was hidden at the bottom of the Imaginary Number Sea River in this world?

What was it?

Locke’s pupils constricted further because he saw a mark on the coffin—the very mark on the title page of the Wizard King’s Grimoire.

“That’s…the coffin contains something that should be closely related to a high-ringed archaeologist. And the most famous high-ringed archaeologist I know of is only one…”

“The Founder…”

“Could it be that this world is one of the places where the Founder hid his whereabouts, one of the fake tombs he created?”

The Founder of Archaeology created many fake wizard tombs to hide his real tomb.

Obviously, this one in front of us is very likely one of the fake tombs he created. Of course

, it could also be a real tomb.

But the probability is very low.

Of course, it could also be someone else’s tomb, but such a large tomb, built in the desolate wilderness of the Three Caves World, is obviously not in line with their identity. So the most likely possibility is that this is a legacy left by the Founder of Archaeology.

The huge coffin bed moved extremely fast in the Imaginary Sea, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to rush into the three caves of the Three Caves World.

“Not good.”

Locke hurriedly summoned three Great Green Leaf Dragon Birds to fly over, but the three Great Green Leaf Dragon Birds couldn’t hold it back at all.

*Bang!*

At the critical moment, Hussein stood up and used his body to shield the coffin bed.

The two collided, almost cutting him in half.

But it also brought the ruins to a stop.

Locke said, “Hussein?”

Hussein coughed up blood.

“I’m fine. I have triple immortality, I won’t die. There should be what you want in here. I stopped it for you.” “

This thing should be the source that attracted those gods.”

“This thing has been trying to attract those gods…”

“I wonder what its purpose is?”

Locke flew above them.

“It should be to hide its tracks.”

Locke landed on the coffin, and the next moment, the [History Replay] spell model appeared on the coffin.

Locke immediately disappeared from the spot.

Then, he appeared in a dark space, and then he heard the long-lost voice of his ancestor.

“Really. Actually… Locke, I didn’t want to see you this time.”

“That’s why I used the [History Stripping Spell] to temporarily sever all causal ties between you and the two historical periods, making it impossible for you to think rationally.”

“But since you’re here, considering I owe you a favor, I can’t just disappear in front of you. But actually… I still have a way to immediately put this ruin into the Creation Cave of the Three Caves World, making you watch helplessly as your opportunity slips through your fingers.”

Locke smirked.

“Grandmaster still has the same wicked sense of humor. So you stripped me of my history related to archaeology, making it impossible for me to connect with you. You just didn’t expect me to bring two other wizards into the History Reappearance Spell you tampered with, did you?”

(End of Chapter)