Chapter 1090 The Creational Dilemma: The Creation Lotus!
A bitter tree stood deep within the Great Magic Garden of Evolution. Locke saw the bitter tree using magical pressure equivalent to a moon ring level, deducing with all its might what it was about to reveal, seemingly approaching its limit.
A leaf of the bitter tree fluttered like a butterfly, landing on the ground.
The Garden of Evolution and the bitter tree were simultaneously calculating the past and future, trying to lead Locke to that unknown realm.
The winds of magical pressure blew towards Locke, and Locke felt as if his body was being cut by countless tiny knives.
The bitter tree contained the most profound memories of the wizard Probus, but what kind of memories could make the bitter tree and its Great Magic Garden of Evolution unable to withstand it? "
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A scene flashed through Locke's mind. This chaotic spacetime wind directly blew on his body and soul. In less than a moment, it blew away his flesh and scraped away his bones, bringing his permanent defensive field to the brink of collapse.
There must be a great secret behind this memory. There is actually a sealing magic protecting this memory. Kumu wanted to send me to the memory of that point in time, but the spacetime wind blew on my limbs and bones. But this is nothing to me."
Locke became serious. He quickly used the magic potion reversal method. His magic pressure was transformed into the pure energy of the Sea King world again, and he transformed into the Heavenly Yuan Lord. The spacetime wind blew on his body, dividing his body into hundreds and thousands of parts, but Locke directly made his body into a ball of pure energy that gathered and dispersed.
He ignored this spacetime wind.
The winds of time and space suddenly intensified, seemingly intent on knocking Locke down. Unfortunately, while other transformations might have been able to withstand these winds, this was the ancestral god of the Sea King world, possessing all the characteristics of that world. The Heavenly Origin Lord was essentially a breath, a breath called the Heavenly Origin Lord's Qi.
This breath was immune to the turbulence created by the energy of time and space.
Locke maintained his form as a breath, heading in that direction. He intended to overcome these obstacles and directly enter the deepest part of the Bitter Wood's memory world.
However, at that very moment, a palace suddenly appeared within this time-space passage. This palace was magnificent and extremely beautiful, and it bore a plaque that read—"Water God Palace."
A giant elemental being, composed of three heads and six arms, made of water elemental spheres, emerged from the Water God's Palace. Upon closer inspection, Tianyuan Zhu discovered that the giant's body was partly composed of ice spheres and partly of a special water elemental form. Its core was a cross composed of ten ice spheres, each inscribed with unique magical runes.
Locke stared at the giant, puzzled.
Wasn't this kind of special palace something from the Second Sky? How could it appear in this Bitterwood's memory world? "
Damn it, it's going to attack me!"
The water elemental giant raised its massive hand, and Tianyuan Zhu then noticed that beneath its icy hand were channels of electric crystals. It seemed that special magical vapors flowed within these ice crystal conduits, providing the water elemental being with immense power.
Just as the elemental giant's palm was about to smash towards Locke, Locke, due to his special state as the Heavenly Lord, was unable to use magic. He was about to imitate the Mountain Guest, blowing out a wisp of pure air to transform it into a gale and blow it towards his enemy, when he discovered that the water elemental giant's palm had passed right through his body. "
What's going on? I can't make contact with that water elemental giant?"
The water elemental giant appeared to be an elemental being, but it was actually an elementally modified creature powered by some kind of magical potion, likely a product of the combined effects of potion-making and water magic. "Previously, I suspected that the Second Sky was an alien dimension from another world, a product of being devoured by the wizarding world, but now it seems my guess was wrong. As for this water elemental giant, I understand now. Although it cannot make contact with me, it can disrupt the Bitterwood's magic, preventing me from successfully reaching the place the Bitterwood originally intended to take me."
The power of this mastermind was indeed somewhat beyond Locke's expectations.
He hadn't expected that the other party could actually use the winds of time and space to seal everything related to him, and even add another layer to that seal, releasing this strange water elemental giant from the Water God's Palace. This water elemental giant couldn't touch anything, but it could interfere with the operation of magic.
It didn't seem like some kind of powerful ancient elemental creature at all, but rather some kind of magical modification product from the modern era.
So what exactly was this mastermind trying to protect?
How could they mobilize so many resources!
Locke felt his magic power being redirected, and the next moment, he reappeared in the Despair Valley Laboratory. In a small, dark room in the Despair Valley Laboratory where the magic lights were off, a wizard dressed in a black wizard's robe was in contact with the wizard Probus.AI APPA Millionaire From Kolkata Shows How She Earns ₹1,440,000 Per WeekLearn more
Locke, as the Heavenly Lord, transformed himself into a wisp of pure energy, so these people couldn't notice him.
"The magic of the Bitterwood is still working, but it's being interfered with by the Water God's Palace, preventing the Bitterwood from directly transporting me to my intended location," Locke pondered.
However, he wasn't too concerned.
He had already anticipated this situation.
In fact, if those behind-the-scenes manipulators weren't so powerful, how could the Wizard of Probus have been so badly wronged?
That's why he needed to hold that competition. The ritual he performed through that competition had already reached a considerable scale. Even if he couldn't see the whole truth immediately, as long as he continued the competition, constantly summoning the Wizard of Probus's true form, the final truth would surely be revealed through the competition.
"But where is this—" Locke glanced around the small room. "Although I've been disturbed, I should still be heading towards the deepest memories of Wizard Probus. This should also be where Wizard Probus experienced things."
In the small room, a wizard dressed in a black robe whispered to Wizard Probus, "Young wizard, you don't understand the evils of the White Wizarding Association. You've offended an important figure in the association—well, not really offended, they just don't like you. You can't stay in the White Wizarding Association. They will definitely target you. Why not choose another option and join our Black Wizarding Alliance?"
"Join our Demon Worship Cult,"
the wizard said, extending his hand to Wizard Probus. "We appreciate talent, we value talent. We, the Demon Worship Cult, are the most powerful dark wizard organization in the Three Swamps, the co-leader of the Dark Wizard Alliance of the Three Swamps, and one of the top three dark wizard organizations in the Eastern District. Join us, and let's fight against those hypocritical white wizards. Wizard Probus."
Wizard Probus said in a cold tone, "I refuse. I have no intention of betraying the White Wizard Association.
Your Excellency, I am no match for you. But you'd better leave here as soon as possible, or don't blame me for being ruthless." "
I am irreconcilably opposed to you dark wizards. You blasphemers who desecrate magic and use magical technology for all sorts of evil purposes, I will never associate with you."
The dark wizard let out a mocking laugh. "Another hypocrite."
"Don't you know this era shouldn't be the era of the White Wizards?" "
Your filter for the White Wizarding Association is far too thick. If the White Wizarding Association were truly as good as you think, what would happen to you be worth? However, even with your rejection, I remain merciful. This is the Abyss Queen Statue. This is a World Wonder, which can guide you when your experiments are stuck. The Cult of Demons has been researching magic and power related to the Abyss, and the Abyss Queen Statue is extremely dangerous. Therefore, you need this Demon-Binding Chain to control this Abyss Queen Statue."
"Remember, the Demon-Binding Chain must be exposed to direct midday sunlight for one hour every day, otherwise it will gradually weaken
. "
"These two World Wonders are for you.
Use them well."
The black wizard placed the two items on the table, and Probus looked at him strangely, saying:
"
Aren't you going to take money?" "
And we're enemies,"
the dark wizard sneered. "You, a mere Star Ring Wizard, aren't worthy of being my enemy. Even if you become a Moon Ring Wizard, you still won't be worthy of being my enemy; you'll only earn my attention. But I admire you, and I despise the person who makes things difficult for you. That person is of the same status as me; her position in the White Wizarding Association is similar to mine in the Black Wizarding Alliance. We dislike each other."
"If she makes things difficult for you, I'll help you. If she wants to help the White Frost Witch, I'll help you. But whether you use her help or not is up to you." "
But you're really good at enduring things. She called you a pig and a dog, and you didn't betray the association. You stay in the association; do you still harbor some illusions? Don't you think it's unfair?"
After the dark wizard left, Wizard Probus picked up the two items in an empty room and fell into thought. "My situation is so dire right now. My family and my lineage fear their power, which is tantamount to abandoning me. Now I need to use everything I can. Although this person is a dark wizard, what he gave me can be used. It seems that this thing can help me get through this crisis."
The next moment, this memory space distorted again, and Locke was once again caught in the spacetime turbulence. However, he remained in the state of the Heavenly Origin Master, so even if he encountered spacetime turbulence, it would not harm him much.
Then, a laboratory passage appeared in front of Locke.
Wizard Probus appeared somewhat haggard. He asked his wizard assistant, "How many wizards have resigned recently?"
The assistant replied, "Well, some with connections have already transferred through their academic lines or mentors. I've also contacted the Golden Crown Mountain headquarters; apparently, Golden Crown Mountain is embroiled in a split with Lu Xu Bridge, and Lu Xu Bridge wants official documents to leave Golden Crown Mountain. Lord Probus, Golden Crown Mountain is currently preoccupied with its own problems, and your teacher, Wizard Xinlong, has a closer relationship with them. We—may truly be in dire straits."
Wizard Probus considered for a moment before saying, "As for those who want to leave the research institute, let them go. There's no need to stop them. If their resolve is weak, their presence will only be a burden. Also, the research on Yunmi's one-year to perennial plants can be suspended."
"After years of research, I've determined that my direction is correct. The Spirit Fusion Breeding Method possesses the powerful magic to transform annual cloud rice into perennial cloud rice. My previous idea of enhancing the spirit energy of cloud rice and then imbuing it with mystical meaning was not wrong. But this requires even more powerful spirit energy,"
Wizard Probus pondered. "So even if I complete the Ten Kings Bottle, it might not be enough. But this direction is definitely correct. I was originally confident that I could complete it within three years, but after that person's interference, and the White Frost Witch's entanglement with me, spreading too many wrong views and anxieties, it completely ruined my plans."
"My plan to advance to Moon Ring Wizard within three years has been completely ruined."
His wizard assistant seized the opportunity to suggest, "Could we apologize to that person, perhaps with some gifts?"
Wizard Probus walked with him down the laboratory corridor, saying, "Do you think I haven't tried?
I've given her many gifts. But she just accepts them, offering a few insincere words of comfort, only to escalate her actions. Now I realize, my attempts to befriend her are seen as weakness, so of course she'll bully me even more." "
For a wizard like her, who has no shortage of flatterers, being friendly requires equal status or strength. She sees me as prey, comparing me to the Association's pigs and dogs; giving her gifts is pointless. Let's halt all research related to Cloud Rice. Our lab is short of talent and resources right now." "
Those wizard apprentices you thought weren't up to par, we'll just have to make do with them. We don't have many other options now."
"The White Frost Witch felt unconvinced and got in touch with that important figure. That important figure wants me and the White Frost Witch to compete again, and she and the White Frost Witch are determined to win unconditionally. She gave us a test to determine our relative strengths. She wants our entire laboratory to focus all its efforts on this test."
The assistant whispered, "Sir, I'm just a crystallization wizard, perhaps my perspective isn't as broad as yours. But I still don't understand why you can't deliberately show weakness, or rather, deliberately lose this competition. Then the White Frost Witch and that important figure would both be satisfied."
Wizard Probus paused, then whispered, "There are two reasons. First, if I deliberately lose
, although this matter won't get out—it's a private matter—I won't accept it."
"Strong is strong, weak is weak. I don't understand why some people can call a deer a horse, turn black into white. If you're really unconvinced, why not study magic, improve your strength, and compete again?"
"Secondly, if I deliberately lose, I suspect that witch will only become more aggressive, and those around me who want to curry favor with her will only take the opportunity to kick me while I'm down. I'm at a crucial moment in my advancement to the Moon Ring, and I really can't afford to be disturbed by them. But the more I do that, the more arrogant these people become. They must know that I'm reconstructing my Great Magic, about to undergo pseudo-forging. It's just that the greater my losses, the happier they'll be."
Wizard Probus sighed.
"This predicament is also a result of a series of coincidences. Golden Crown Mountain is embroiled in internal strife and division. Instructor Heart Dragon dislikes me intensely, and I've long since fallen out with him,"
the assistant said. "Then I'll invite some wizarding apprentices and first-ring wizards to come and help. We're short-handed right now, and the problem you're facing—is so difficult."
"It's the Creation Problem, isn't it—"
"That woman is truly wicked, actually assigning you to handle such a difficult problem. I don't believe that White Frost Witch can defeat you; I think she's not even worthy of carrying your shoes. She must be scratching her head in frustration right now, completely at a loss. So I think you don't need to be too anxious,"
Wizard Probus said. "That's the only way. No matter how far the White Frost Witch progresses, I must solve that Creation Problem. I have that confidence. As long as we can solve the Creation Problem, we can intimidate that woman. The current predicament might be easily resolved."
"While that woman is indeed arrogant, I cannot assume the entire White Wizarding Association is evil because of her alone. I have read many historical documents; I myself once considered becoming an archaeological wizard, but ultimately chose summoning over archaeology. I know the evil and horror of those past eras,"
said Wizard Probus. "Therefore, I will use the matter of solving the creation puzzle to thoroughly show that witch and the Frost Witch that they are indeed forever inferior to me. When the Frost Witch befriended me, she often mocked my academic shortcomings, but I want her to understand that she is indeed inferior to me."
The memory space before him shattered again.
The next moment, the scene around the laboratory converged, showing Wizard Probus manipulating a magical device he had made, activating the power of the Abyss Queen. Gear-like magical models swirled around the Abyss Queen statue, which was bound by a demon-binding chain.
The wizard Probus took a half step back. He watched as the magic circle, imbued with ancient magic and spells from his own school of summoning, forced the Abyss Queen statue to move, causing it to emit magical light.
Probus smiled.
Bathed in the Abyss Queen's magical radiance, he gained much inspiration.
He began to focus intently on one question: the Creation Problem.
Locke watched Probus sitting beneath the device, verifying his conjectures.
"I remember the Creation Problem," he thought. "It's a set of problems compiled by the wizards of the Eastern Realm that are currently unsolvable with magic. From the Star Ring to the Third Ring, then to the Fourth Ring, there are 234 problems in total, each one extremely profound." "
Locke muttered to himself, "Behind every creation puzzle is a dedicated fund or award."
"It seems some important figure in the White Wizarding Association is using creation puzzles to stump Probus. And Probus is a stubborn man; he's not really trying to intimidate that higher-up by solving the puzzle. It's just an excuse he uses to intimidate his subordinates."
Locke, having used his ultimate magic for so long, naturally knew Probus's character. He was extremely arrogant, yet loyal to the pursuit of truth.
Give him a puzzle, and he could work on it indefinitely.
The contest with the White Frost Witch was completely irrelevant.
"But which one is it?"
Locke recalled the creation puzzles. There were seven creation puzzles at the Star Ring level; he wondered which one the opponent held.
Locke looked at the notes in the opponent's hand, which contained formulas constantly calculating energy dissipation. He immediately reduced the creation puzzles from seven to four.
Each creation puzzle was a problem that the wizards of the wizarding world at that time could not solve.
The reason for the existence of creation problems at the lower levels is undoubtedly because there are situations in which higher-level wizards cannot intervene, or intervention would be worse than no intervention, or the higher-level wizards want the lower-level wizards to solve them themselves.
Each creation problem, once solved, signifies rapid progress in magic within that field.
Wizard Probus's eyes flickered.
"With the Abyss Queen, I can indeed quickly devise a solution. That black wizard—he seems alright; what he gave me is indeed usable."
"Excellent. In that case, solving this creation problem is possible. Hmm, Abyss Magic Plants?"
Wizard Probus continuously calculated on paper the possibility of using a large number of Abyss Magic Plants for grafting to solve the problem. His eyes blazed with the flames of fame and fortune, a burning desire for revenge against those who had troubled him. At the same time, the statue of the Abyss Queen behind him emitted a deep black magical radiance, so eerily powerful.
Locke looked at Wizard Probus and understood his feelings. Facing a series of disappointments—whether it was the inaction of his teacher, Wizard Heart Dragon, the obstruction from the higher-ups of the White Wizard Association, or the betrayal of the White Frost Witch who had previously pretended to be his friend and confidante—these feelings must have been unbearable. The
original Wizard Probus wasn't someone with a strong desire for revenge, much less someone who wanted to rely on the Abyss Queen.
The scene in the memory world shattered again.
When the scene in the memory world coalesced again, Locke saw a fleeting image of the Water God's Palace above his head. Maintaining his Heavenly Origin Master state, he wondered what the Water God's Palace was, what its purpose was, and why it could repeatedly invade and appear in the memory world created by Bitterwood.
The next moment, when the scene before him transformed back into the interior of the laboratory, Locke saw a group of apprentices working in the room. They were following Wizard Probus's orders, opening the laboratory ceiling every noon to let sunlight shine on the Demon-Binding Chains for an hour.
If there is no sunlight on this day, the apprentices will have to operate a complex artificial sun that requires a large amount of magical pressure.
There are twelve first-class wizard apprentices working in this laboratory, because operating the artificial sun requires a large number of first-class wizard apprentices. Half of these first-class wizard apprentices were temporarily recruited from outside, and the other half were wizard apprentices who remained in the laboratory because they had no connections, or not strong enough connections, and were unaware of what had happened.
These twelve people are divided into two groups, each responsible for one day of light experiments on the Binding Chains, and the two groups take turns.
Locke saw that it was the turn of the six first-class wizard apprentices. These six opened the laboratory ceiling, only to find it was cloudy outside. They looked at each other, and one of the apprentices said reluctantly, "Why is it always cloudy when it's our turn, but sunny when it's the other group's turn?"
"There's no other way, let's activate the artificial sun,"
another apprentice whispered. "We've noticed that the other group doesn't actually let the lab get a full hour of sunlight. I often see them turn it off after fifty minutes or half an hour. It doesn't need to be that long. Even if we don't get any sun today, it'll probably be sunny tomorrow."
"So, how about we—take a break today?"
the apprentice said. "Anyway, Wizard Sit and Lord Probus seem to have left.
I'll also modify the experimental records; nothing will go wrong. I saw the other group also not turn on the artificial sun on cloudy days."
"I don't think it's necessary to expose us to sunlight for so long. Once the artificial sun is activated, the magical pressure on us won't be fully restored even after a week of meditation, which will hinder our own magical power improvement. I think we should take it easy,"
the first-class wizard apprentice whispered. "If there's sunshine tomorrow, then it's fine. If there isn't, then let another group of wizard apprentices activate the artificial sun device. We can all get some rest." The
group exchanged glances.
The first-class wizard apprentice looked at the wizard apprentice in charge of the experimental records.
"It'll just be a bit of a hassle for you. Please revise our experimental records."
Under this person's instigation, the group finally decided not to activate the artificial sun.
Locke frowned at this scene.
It was normal for his subordinates to slack off; the Demon-Binding Chains didn't need to be exposed to sunlight every day.
But Wizard Probus had been away from this laboratory for a long time due to the Creation Problem, and the level of laziness among these first-class wizard apprentices was indeed beyond that of ordinary first-class wizard apprentices.
Wizard Probus, by nature gentle and kind, naturally didn't use the oppressive methods of the Tyrannosaurus Wizard Kent, nor the bottom-ranking elimination system like his teacher, the witch Catherine. As a result, these first-class wizard apprentices naturally developed laziness over time.
If these first-class wizard apprentices were exceptionally talented, perhaps being too lenient with them wouldn't have been a problem, but due to a series of unforeseen events, Wizard Probus seemed to have few outstanding first-class wizard apprentices under his command; these people were all recruited from outside.
The scene suddenly shifted. The next moment, in the laboratory, Wizard Probus stood with a dark face, while Wizard Sit, his face ashen, glared at the twelve wizards.
"Wizard Probus and I have been away for two years. How did this binding chain break?"
Wizard Sit looked at the biggest culprit.
"You come out here! Last time you broke the bottle containing the plague mold, I wanted to fire you. Lord Probus took pity on you and kept you. But this time you dared to repeatedly incite other apprentices to cut corners with you!"
A hint of grievance flashed in the eyes of the first-class wizard apprentice.
"I didn't expect it."
"I didn't expect it either. It's just that without sunlight for a few days, this chain will break. I saw that other wizard apprentices didn't get enough sunlight for an hour either, but nothing happened."
Wizard Probus turned to look at him; his face was extremely dark.
"You didn't expect that?"
The first-class wizard apprentice knelt down in terror, then kowtowed to Wizard Probus, saying, "My lord, I really didn't expect that. I calculated and weighed things myself. I wanted to conserve my magical pressure, complete the task, and save my energy. I arranged an optimal energy curve for myself." "
I didn't expect that the magical artifact would break after just a few days without sunlight."
Wizard Sit looked at Wizard Probus and said, "Boss, we can't let him get away with this. Although we're short-handed right now, the others are just a little lazy, which isn't a big problem. It's just that this person is utterly stupid." Wizard
Probus looked at the first-class wizard apprentice and said, word by word, "The mistake you made last time was enough to turn you into a debt slave. I gave you a chance, why are you still ungrateful and even more so? You still want to harm me."
The fear in the first-class wizard apprentice's eyes intensified.
"No, sir, I truly didn't expect this. I thought that if things went as I planned, there wouldn't be any problems."
"Sir, please forgive me, forgive me as you did last time. At that time, I thought my world was collapsing, but you said you wouldn't make me pay compensation and that I could continue to stay here. I am truly grateful to you. Sir, I just made the same mistake as last time."
Wizard Probus nodded to Wizard Sit.
Wizard Sit immediately sealed his magic and ordered two first-class wizard apprentices to escort him to the confinement room attached to Despair Valley. He was going to initiate a property damage investigation, demand corresponding compensation from this person, and turn him into a debt slave.
The first-class wizard apprentice seemed to know his future. After pleading incessantly, he suddenly said to Wizard Probus, "Lord Probus, you are the Archmage of the Star Ring, an existence we cannot fathom. Is a magical artifact that important to you? You just want to punish me, I refuse to accept it!"
He quickly realized that these emotional outbursts were useless, and Wizard Sit's gaze grew increasingly cold, clearly indicating that it wasn't just about making him a debt slave. Now, fear gripped him, and he hurriedly cried out to Wizard Probus, "Teacher, I was wrong. I was really wrong."
"Teacher, please give me another chance—"
Wizard Sit smiled and said, "Although selling him wouldn't make up for the losses in our laboratory, I still managed to sell him to a mine through some legal channels. You apprentices had better behave yourselves. Lord Probus used to be very lenient with you, but now that this has happened, it's clear that our laboratory has become corrupt."
Everyone fell silent.
The wizard Sit sneered, "If I find any of you slacking off again, I'll sell you all to the mines immediately!"
"Get out!"
The wizard apprentices left the laboratory stiffly, each one quite frightened.
Wizard Probus looked at Wizard Sit.
"Sit, why are you always able to manage these people so easily?"
Wizard Sit was extremely loyal to Wizard Probus, and he quickly bowed and said, "My lord, your previous first-class wizard apprentices were all top-quality first-class wizard apprentices from my Golden Crown Mountain. Even without being urged, they would study diligently, and each of them wanted to become a formal wizard; they were all very ambitious. But this group is different from those previous top-quality first-class wizard apprentices. Therefore, different methods must be used to manage them. However, in general, you have been too lenient with your students in the past."
"You rarely punish these students when they make mistakes, always tolerating them. Some of them are grateful and work hard, but others take advantage of your easygoing nature and become lazy. To be honest—if you had always been so strict, perhaps that apprentice wouldn't have been so foolish."
Wizard Probus nodded. "Sit, you can go now. I want to be alone for a while."
Before leaving, Wizard Sit closed the laboratory door, glancing back at Wizard Probus with some unease.
Inside the laboratory, Wizard Probus put his left hand behind his back.
"Am I wrong to be kind and trusting of everyone? Why are the White Frost Witch, that person from the association, and that apprentice from earlier all so stupid?"
He recalled the apprentice from earlier, whose mind was full of petty cleverness, who, until the very last moment, didn't realize he was wrong, that he had overreacted.
The equipment he was holding suddenly crumbled in his right hand.
"Could it be that there's always been a group of fools in this world?"
"No matter how good you are to these fools, it's useless. If you're good to them, they'll only hurt you. If you whip them, if you punish them, will they be grateful to those who whip them, and even fawn over those who whip them? Isn't that so?"
The image of those apprentices, and that foolish apprentice's respect and awe towards Wizard Sit, flashed through Wizard Probus's mind.
It was only because Wizard Sit was truly capable of harming them.
"Why would these people be so—seeking death?"
A hint of anger, never before seen on Wizard Probus's gentle face, appeared.
"The Demon-Binding Chains have malfunctioned. The Abyss Queen statue offers no protection. Every step from now on, I must take on myself. But it's not a big problem. I possess three supreme spells. They are my true trump cards."
At this moment, the Abyss Queen statue shone with even more dazzling magical radiance, and a woman of unparalleled beauty appeared beside Wizard Probus. The Queen of the Abyss sang beautiful songs, praising the Abyss, singing of the Abyss; she was the Queen of the Abyss.
The Queen of the Abyss sang to the wizard Probus: "Gentlemen, you do not know the severity of the whip, you do not know the complete goodness of the Abyss. Gentlemen, the whip that cleaves the body is formed of good intention. Your kindness nourishes their evil; kind men, you do not know that those who deceive them will be grateful; you do not know that those who punish them will be repaid; you do not know that those who fool them will be protected; you do not know that those who protect them will be abandoned."
The wizard Probus, his face dark, left his laboratory and went to the tranquil garden outside. This garden, which he had arranged with a magical array to reduce the cost of the Spirit Breath Cultivation Method and increase its completion speed,
was now shrouded in mystery. His three ultimate spells—Queen of the Insect Swarm, Bitterwood Garden, and Heart-Piercing Cauldron—were showing a tendency to unify in his hands.
The Queen of the Abyss appeared behind him, and a staircase resembling a genetic spiral descended. The Queen of the Abyss sang praises of the Abyss behind Probus, inviting the wizard to enter and become its queen.
The wizard Probus's face darkened.
"Stupid, so stupid, so unbearably stupid. Are most people in this world so stupid they don't know their own interests, so stupid they walk step by step towards death, yet think they're on a shortcut? Are all people in this world so stupid? Then why don't these fools obey my commands?" "
Why don't I unify their thoughts?" "
Since they can't restrain themselves, why can't I command them?"
"These people have so many ideas; it's better for my own idea to supersede theirs. One person's righteousness is worth more than ten." "
These three great spells, seemingly unique, are actually incompatible, their power fragile. I want to unify these three great spells to fulfill my idea. Queen of the Abyss, can you help me do it?"
The Queen of the Abyss nodded slightly to the wizard Probus.
"My king, you are on the path to becoming king. One day, you will understand why the abyss is all good. My child, I pity you, but the thorny path ahead must be traversed by you alone."
With the help of the Queen of the Abyss, the wizard Probus received a blessing. He quickly modified the three great spells, finding a completely unified theory within them. Then, based on this theory, he completely unified the three spells and incorporated them all into a single theoretical system.
The merging of the three great spells caused the surrounding magical pressure to become extremely chaotic.
Lord Tianyuan Locke looked at the wizard Probus. "So this is how he merged the three great spells."
"But doing it this way is not as good as forging a single great spell directly."
Locke tried to approach the wizard Probus, hoping to directly enter the area where the other party's impression was most profound.
But the magical pressure generated by the merging of the three great spells was something even Lord Tianyuan's body could not withstand.
A blue lotus kept appearing before Locke's eyes, a blue lotus in the chaos.
"I know what kind of problem the White Wizard Association has set. It's the Creation Lotus Problem!"
"How could she be so shameless?"
"The truth is just ahead. If I take one more step forward, but this demonic pressure—"
The Water God Palace appeared above Tianyuan Lord's head.
He was propelled by the combined force of these two powers, directly bursting out of the memories within the Bitter Wood.
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