Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 924

Chapter 919 Fluctuations and the Undying Luo

On the seventh floor of the True Knowledge Academy castle, when Wizard Trajan heard that Locke had successfully published three articles in the second-ring, first-zone journal, he was taking a sip of wizard tea and suddenly almost choked.

“Cough cough…”

“All three are Yunze?”

Wizard Trajan immediately checked with his Yunze editorial board friend and asked another question on the Water Hyacinth System.

Locke said, “Two Yunze articles and one Wanxiang Jiaojie.”

Wizard Trajan looked at Locke with a complicated expression and said, “Then I must congratulate you in advance. Three first-zone articles, it’s really impressive to publish so many in such a short time.”

“So you want to get the reward in advance?”

Locke nodded and said, “I have a special agreement with the Senate. Now I need at least three thousand contribution points to complete the agreement with them and enter the Supernatural Purgatory.”

Hearing Locke say that he wanted to enter the wizard’s secret realm, the Supernatural Purgatory, Wizard Trajan frowned, but didn’t say anything.

Trajan the Wizard said, “Be careful. I understand. I will verify whether you have received the reward. The distribution of contribution points is indeed managed by our Academic Committee. I cannot agree to anything else, but I am currently acting on behalf of a teacher and can help you obtain the contribution points a month earlier.”

“As long as no one reports it, it will be fine. Even if someone reports it, it won’t be a big problem because the items are genuine. Moreover, since this matter involves a transaction with the Senate, it means that two of the three major factions of Mount Golden Crown have tacitly approved of what happened.”

“There should be no problem. I will distribute the contribution points to you as soon as possible. You can check your contribution points at the library.”

Locke bowed to him. “Thank you, senior brother.”

Before Locke was about to leave the office, Trajan the Wizard called out to him, took off a magic ring from his left hand, and tossed it to Locke.

Locke caught the magic ring and immediately felt a continuous flow of power being guided towards him, and that power transformed into fluctuations. Then, a special fluctuation of energy enveloped his body.

Trajan said, “This is a Wave Ring. Look at Antoine’s hands; they’re covered in rings, many of them Wave Rings. Power users can convert their magical power into waves. Later, skilled alchemists modified the Wave Ring, so it’s not just for power users; ordinary wizards can use it too.”

“You’ll use it in the Supernatural Purgatory. This is a Reason Wave Ring; only when you maintain your sanity can you convert a portion of your magical power into a special wave power. Normally, wave power is only used to enhance your physique and increase your physical abilities.”

“Absolute Reason Waves can counter the magic of the Mind School.”

“Consider it a loan,”

Locke said to the wizard Trajan. “This is a high-level second-ring magical artifact, and I’ve used it for so long that some of my power has been imbued within it.” “Brother,” Trajan replied

, “if I’m forever lost in the Supernatural Purgatory, won’t your ring be permanently lost there?” “That’s precisely why I’m giving it to you,”

Trajan said. “Entering the Supernatural Purgatory without the Wave Ring is far too dangerous. You’ll understand why I gave you this ring once you’re there.”

“I will now tell you the incantation for using this ring, so you can utilize it more fully.”

Locke nodded. After listening to Trajan’s incantation, he began chanting it. His magical power surged and transformed into waves, which rapidly enhanced his physical attributes.

This was similar to activating bloodline power to strengthen the body.

However, this involved magical power being transformed into special waves, which were then superimposed onto his body.

Trajan waved his hand, and a stream of peach blossoms attacked him. Before the blossoms could even touch his sanity fluctuations, the pale blue sanity fluctuations reacted first, providing a tactile response that surpassed his senses of sight, hearing, and touch, forcing him to retreat quickly.

The stream of blossoms continued its attack, then suddenly vanished before his eyes.

Where did they go?

Locke’s heart sank. The difference between a Sun Ring wizard and an ordinary Second Ring wizard was indeed vast; a casual spell had left him utterly helpless.

The next moment, Locke sensed the Peach Blossom Curse behind him through the fluctuations.

He instantly turned, dodging the attack aimed directly at his back.

“So that’s how it feels,”

Locke said, raising his right hand to examine the layer of sanity fluctuations covering it.

“Is Antoine also skilled in wave magic?”

Trajan asked. “You’ve adapted quite quickly. Is it that Antoine from the Senate? Of course. I remember he used some wave magic when he fought you last time. However, wave magic isn’t very advantageous at the first level; only the immense magical pressure of a second-level wizard can support the conversion of such a large amount of wave magic.”

Locke nodded.

So that’s how it is.

Trajan continued, “We ordinary wizards can also use the Ring to obtain some magic used only by power masters. The Supernatural Purgatory is composed of wave magic. If you go there without wave magic, you’ll be unable to move an inch. Alright, junior brother, then I wish you good luck.”

Locke bowed to him, then turned and quickly left.

Trajan looked at the closed office door and immediately frowned. The composure he had tried to convey vanished instantly. He hurriedly wrote a letter to Catherine the Witch.

“Damn it, the Supernatural Purgatory is a wizarding realm where wizards can die and their souls linger forever. Why did my junior brother go there?”

“I’d better contact our teacher quickly.”

Wizard Trajan was flustered, then sighed.

“Young people are just like that.”

“So impetuous.”

Wizard Trajan wrote a letter and handed it to a special magical owl. Suddenly, green flames ignited in the fireplace in his office, and then an owl flew out.

Wizard Trajan quickly caught the owl and took a piece of paper from its feet.

“Huh? Don’t interfere?”

…

A day later, after learning some basic information about the Supernatural Purgatory, Locke first obtained the historical atlas he had created from Warwick, and then he and Antoine went to the Peach Garden.

Antoine led Locke to a teleportation array behind the Peach Garden, “This is the Supernatural Purgatory.”

“After I open the Supernatural Purgatory, you will enter it via a floating staircase. If you die within it, you will escape. But remember, there are beings within the Supernatural Purgatory that trap souls. If you are killed by them, you will be forever lost inside.”

“Secondly, if you die in certain special areas, your soul will also be unable to escape.”

“The only way to leave the Supernatural Purgatory alive is to hunt down the [Demon Kings] within it. Killing one Demon King will allow you to leave.”

Antoine looked at Locke and said, “Because each wizard can only enter the Supernatural Purgatory once every five years, even if I wanted to accompany you, I couldn’t.”

“Locke, you must understand, this is very dangerous. Even the wizards of our Senate don’t like entering the Supernatural Purgatory. Originally, the Supernatural Purgatory wasn’t a wizarding secret realm, but rather a place where the souls of enemies were imprisoned on Golden Crown Mountain.”

“Long ago, Mount Golden Crown encountered a group of enemies whose souls could not be destroyed. These people were hired by the Pureblood Order to eliminate us.”

“These people are called the [Undying Luo], beings from a special great world. We were embroiled in a long battle with the Undying Luo. To settle their souls, Mount Golden Crown had our Senate create this supernatural purgatory.”

“If you know all this and still choose to enter the supernatural purgatory… then so be it.”

Locke said, “I understand. Open the entrance to the supernatural purgatory.”

Antoine nodded, dripping a drop of his blood onto the ground. Instantly, the stones on the ground, seemingly imbued with a long history, absorbed his blood. Then, the stones forming the teleportation array lit up one by one, the teleportation array began to rotate, and then Locke’s figure vanished into it.

Locke felt as if he hadn’t been teleported there.

His body felt as if it had sunk into a swamp, his entire body falling in.

Locke looked up; it was a crimson sky, as if flames burned eternally.

This was a scorching hell.

The earth was all black, withered stone.

“The wizards of Golden Crown Mountain…fight us, fight us!”

“Fight, fight!”

Locke stood atop the mountain, looking down at the countless figures and objects locked in battle within the black, scorched stone hell below—an eternal struggle.

A violent aura swirled in his heart.

Locke seemed to see a group of rat-like beings deep within the valley below. They had rat-like features, but their whiskers were long and thin, floating like clouds in mid-air. The rat whiskers seemed like their tentacles. Their hands were small and weak, utterly powerless.

But the tentacles on their faces were full of power, like strong tentacles.

Locke had a hunch that these rat-men were the Undying Ratmen who had been hired by the Pureblood Order during the Pureblood Era to destroy Golden Crown Mountain.

The Undying Ratmen all looked at Locke, then silently lowered their heads, before disappearing into the other people in this supernatural purgatory.

At that moment, a colossal eagle with a wingspan exceeding 10 meters descended from the sky. “Fight! Fight! Fight for resources! No fight, no resources!”

It was an eagle-man, wielding a spear with a red aura emanating from it. A terrifying killing intent then enveloped Locke.

In the next instant, Locke realized all his magical power was suppressed—life magic, potion magic, archaeology magic, and bloodline magic.

Yes, this was a world composed of fluctuations.

In this world, fluctuation power reigned supreme, so other powers were suppressed, unable to unleash their full potential.

No wonder his senior brother Trajan had given him an Absolute Reason Fluctuation Ring before he entered.

Although he had learned some of this from reading materials, experiencing it firsthand was completely different from reading on paper.

The eagle-man’s eyes flashed with bloodlust. He wielded the spear, wreathed in killing intent, and descended from the sky towards Locke, aiming a deadly strike.

But before he could even get close, Locke’s Absolute Reason Fluctuation detected his trajectory and automatically dodged the attack.

“So that’s how it is. In the Fluctuating Hell, my true form is nowhere to be found; I’m currently only a soul moving here. Therefore, my permanent defensive force field shell will be reduced to a permanent defensive force field. And because the Fluctuating World suppresses other forces, my permanent defensive force field will be incredibly fragile, like paper.”

This gives the crystallized-level eagle-man before him the possibility of breaking through his permanent defensive force field and harming him. If he doesn’t master the Fluctuations, he will truly find it impossible to move an inch in this supernatural purgatory.

The eagle-man let out a fierce cry, not retreating at all, and continued to attack, flying horizontally towards Locke with his spear, intending to pierce Locke’s eyeball and kill him with a single spear thrust.

But at that moment, Locke grabbed the spear from his hand and then violently pulled him down from the air.

Eagle-man: ‘You…’

The next moment, the Demonic Dragon Rose behind Locke spewed out a burst of demonic dragon flames, engulfing the eagle-man and completely swallowing the eagle-man who had taken the initiative to attack him.

Locke looked down at the other creatures below the mountain. He saw that these creatures, instead of showing fear at the eagle-man’s gruesome death, were eager to fight him.

So this was the Supernatural Fighting Purgatory.

Everyone within it was constantly fighting, constantly dying

, constantly fighting…

This had been the prevailing trend since the pure-blood era of Golden Crown Mountain, and the true culprits behind it all seemed to be not only Golden Crown Mountain, but also the immortal beings hidden within this Supernatural Fighting Purgatory.

Those long-vanished enemies.

Although they were eliminated outside by the high-ring wizards of Golden Crown Mountain, their immortal power still maintained order here, creating an environment of perpetual battle.

‘Bang!’

A six-armed figure suddenly charged at Locke, delivering a flying kick, his legs crackling with killing intent.

“Fight… Fight…”

Locke waved his hand, and a bud of the Demonic Dragon Rose on his back spewed flames at him, instantly obliterating the six-armed figure in the dragon’s flames.

“Fight…fight…”

Waves of killing intent surged towards him like a tide.

Locke’s pupils turned into golden vertical slits, but he quickly suppressed this uncontrollable killing intent.

“Don’t forget why I came to this hellish place.”

“I didn’t come here to fight. I have travelogues and historical maps in my hands. If there really is a causal link between this place and Maxwell’s wizardry, then those beings will inevitably gravitate towards me.”

…

In the Root Crown Court, Locke’s clone entered the Sea Queen’s second class.

He saw the Sea Queen had written four large characters on the blackboard—

“Ling Hong Refinement!”   (

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