Wizard World.
Richard sat on the open field, quietly waiting for the lting to reach one hundred percent completion.
Since the awakening of the Wizard World Origin, he grew increasingly fond of staying on the plains, rather than in the cold laboratory.
To him, the Wizard World was like a warm and comfortable bed in winter, making it almost impossible to leave.
The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and soon, the stars jumped into the sky.
On this day, Richard thought about a lot of things.
He pondered his future, such as how his school should develop, how to complete his ritual, and even what he should do if, by chance, he survived the war.
This feeling was akin to discovering that his college entrance exam results were excellent. His life’s stage goals were achieved, leaving only dreams and expectations for the future.
Richard had only felt this relaxation before, once he first acquired his wizard qualification.
Richard lay on the grass, gazing at the stars in the sky, and whispered:
"Truly beautiful."
Simultaneously with these words ca a ripple erging abruptly in the Wizard Dinsion, and then...
Richard sat up from the ground, with a trace of astonishnt on his face.
"Why is there also movent in the Gods’ Dinsion?"
...
In the Gods’ Dinsion, Pantheon.
The God King of Ten Thousand Changes, the Eternal God King, and the youngest Sun God King—all three avatars of the Divine Kings—gathered together.
At this mont, a note of surprise and puzzlent marked the spiritual fluctuations of these three supre leaders of the Gods Civilization.
"This fluctuation cannot be wrong; soone has completed the dinsion embryonic form," said the God King of Ten Thousand Changes, "This wave is identical to the one of the Little Sun back in the day."
Across from him, the stars on the Eternal God King swirled intensely like a furious vortex.
"But the issue is, none of the Main Gods match this condition."
"None of the Main Gods match?" The flas on the Sun God King, resembling a fireball, flickered slightly, "This shouldn’t be. Could there be a neutral Main God outside our Divine System?"
Upon hearing this, a flicker of surprise appeared in the single eye of the God King of Ten Thousand Changes.
A Main God outside the Divine System.
They indeed have such a Divine.
The God King of Ten Thousand Changes glanced at the Eternal God King, who also realized the answer at that mont.
He said solemnly, "Exclude all impossibilities, and what remains, no matter how absurd, must be the truth. It appears that the wizards are indeed inclusive, even allowing confidence in nurturing a wizard who ascended to World Master using another civilization."
In recent years, Ulysses, as the ambassador of the Gods Civilization, often delivered ssages to the Divine Kings of the Gods Civilization.
However, he was discreet in his actions, mostly sharing commonplace news among the Great Wizards.
After all, the war wouldn’t be waged for ten thousand years, so sending a ssage serves as a gesture.
"Eternal, it seems your little crow might not return," the God King of Ten Thousand Changes said suddenly with glee in his misfortune.
"Soone over there could make him a deputy."
The Eternal God King glanced at the gloating God King of Ten Thousand Changes, his tone was incredibly calm.
"Whether or not he wants to return is his own decision. The offer as a deputy is indeed appealing; even if I were in his position, I’d do the sa."
"So?" The God King of Ten Thousand Changes’s face beneath the cloak held a slight smile.
The Eternal God King replied calmly, "Wizards believe in equal exchange. To keep soone, one must exchange sothing in return.
I believe this young Dominator would be willing to pay a price to exchange for his assistant."
The God King of Ten Thousand Changes pretended to be heartbroken, "But isn’t this your subordinate, simply selling him off so easily?"
"Save your act, Ten Thousand Changes," the Eternal God King coldly replied, "Soone who would sell even their own eye for power shouldn’t pretend here."
Seeing the two God Kings on the verge of an argunt, the young Sun God King could only helplessly steer the conversation back on track.
"So, what should we do about this event? Are we to stand idly by as our Power of Dinsion is delivered to a creature of another civilization?"
Faced with this question, the two God Kings, about to argue, simultaneously fell silent.
Aside from killing Richard, they couldn’t think of a second way to solve the issue.
"Then is there no solution?" the Sun God King sighed.
The God King of Ten Thousand Changes coughed awkwardly, "Cough, becoming a Dominator is not an easy task; this matter is not urgent."
The Eternal God King, rare as it was, concurred, "Indeed, it is not urgent. The transition from embryonic form to full ascension requires more than a millennium’s ti.
In the short term, this issue does not need consideration."
However, as they spoke, both God Kings’ minds flashed through Richard’s resu at that mont.
With Richard’s current rate of progression, was the Dominator position truly far off for him?
...
Wizard World.
The astonishnt on Richard’s face slowly subsided.
The matter has already occurred, and thinking about various scenarios now would be pointless.
Anyway, he now possessed the dinsion embryonic form, capable of standing against a Dominator for a couple of moves. If the Divine Kings of the Gods Civilization wish, they can attempt to cross dinsions to crush him.
Setting aside matters of the Gods Civilization, Richard’s attention focused instantly on the Miracle Furnace.
The Miracle Furnace experienced two mutations, or awakenings, upon his engaging with the rules and reaching the World Master stage.
These two occasions of mutation brought him Rule lting and the use of Miracle Fire.
Now, having constructed the dinsion embryonic form, he once again arrived at a crucial stage.
The Miracle Furnace was slated to undergo another tamorphosis.
Richard’s consciousness gently touched the Miracle Furnace, and in the next mont, the ancient runes on the Miracle Furnace glowed like lted gold, and the flas within the furnace rose like a spring.
The golden flas spread throughout the Spirit Space, and the shooting flas ford one pattern after another.
Within these patterns, there were colossal giants wielding large hamrs, standing on mountain peaks, roaring their defiance at the World Master; fragnted crystal creatures piloting ships, launching repeated assaults towards the sky; human-like beings erecting magnificent cities upon the earth, with lters bearing flas eternally burning at the city’s center...
In their world, these races thrived abundantly, challenging the World Master, exploring the world’s boundaries, spreading their races across every corner of the world.
Then they began to expand.
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It was a beautiful era, where every race was exploring.
Among them, the giants, the crystals, and those who worshiped fire were the most outstanding.
Richard murmured to himself, "Shepherd Star Titan, Furnace Man, that Crystal race, if nothing goes wrong, should be the Supre."
The golden age of the explorers ended quickly, followed closely by war.
The horn of the God of War echoed among the stars, as different races began a war that lasted countless years for more worlds.
Eventually, the stars beca silent.
Only the three strongest races remained.
Only then did the shadow that lurked behind, manipulating the wars, erge from the shadows.
War is the product of irreconcilable contradictions. The war of the expansion era, if not like the Wizard, retreating line by line, would soon beco a stalemate war like the gods and the Abyss.
Such a battle might end in peace.
But whenever peace was about to descend, the flas of war would reignite for various reasons.
Watching the black hand ford by the flas, Richard’s eyes suddenly turned sharp.
Civilization Devourer!
At its peak, the Civilization Devourer was even larger than a large world. Upon its body, the souls of countless living beings, or their spectral images, wailed endlessly.
It was the scavenger of the battlefield, devouring all the defeated into its body, making them endlessly experience the mont of their war death upon its form.
In the face of the Civilization Devourer at its peak, civilizations were nothing but pawns.
The fiery tableau continued to evolve, as the Civilization Devourer stepped out from the shadows and began a war against the last three civilizations.
From its body, the defeated civilizations reappeared.
It was a brutal war, the stars were nothing more than cities and forts in the war.
Compared to that war, the war between Wizards and the Galaxy Mayflies could be called a regional conflict.
In this brutal war, the Shepherd Star Titan, the Supre, and the Furnace Man ford an alliance.
The legions that had once confronted each other began to fight side by side.
The legions of the Civilization Devourer were swiftly defeated, as those defeated legions were rely failures. To the successful, they were nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs.
But after they were defeated, a new civilization quickly took their place.
These civilizations were powerful, many not inferior to the three great civilizations.
At the sa ti, the three great civilizations discovered sothing terrifying.
The leader of the giants could see destiny, but on the Civilization Devourer, he could not see any fate connections.
He could only see a black hole devouring the surrounding Threads Of Destiny.
The Furnace n, all skilled artisans, evaluated the resources of the three great civilizations, confirming one thing—the resources they currently possessed could not win this war.
The outco of the war was destined from the beginning.
"So, what did the Supre find?"
Richard gazed at the fiery tableau, pondering within his heart.
The despair of the tableau and the reality’s outco were entirely different; the Supre must have found sothing.
The tableau continued, as the despairing result made the atmosphere of the Civilization Alliance desperate, with plans nad Fire Seed Plan and Abyss Plan appearing one after another.
Only the Supre remained silent throughout the process.
The minds of the Supre linked together, seemingly calculating sothing.
The flas shifted, and a new tableau was created.
The ti between the two tableaus should be many years apart, perhaps thousands, maybe several epochs.
The Civilization Alliance’s lines were continuously devoured, while the Civilization Devourer remained unchanged.
In the tableau, the Civilization Leader of the Supre convened a eting, announcing the results of his calculations.
It was the only chance of victory.
At the eting, the argunts of the three Civilization Leaders almost tore a world apart, but in the end, everyone agreed on this final plan.
Thus, a great action began.
With the help of the Civilization Alliance, the leader of the giants sacrificed nearly all the Titans, advancing further among the stars.
"Ninth Level Creature! How is this possible!"
Richard watched the tableau, a colossal wave rising in his heart.
As a civilization that controlled an entire World Community, the Immortal Country Civilization found it extrely difficult to ascend to a Ninth Level Creature, causing the entire civilization to collapse.
How could the Predecessor Civilization Alliance, under the scrutiny of strong enemies, give birth to a Ninth Level Creature?
The tableau continued.
Upon advancing further, the giant leader did not display divine prowess, crushing the World Devourer like a bug.
Because at the mont of success, his body began to disintegrate.
Did it fail?
Richard did not know what happened to the giant leader; all that transpired had surpassed his knowledge scope.
During this disintegration, the giant leader launched an attack on the Civilization Devourer.
He wielded a massive hamr, shattering the seemingly invincible Civilization Devourer in just three strikes.
Toppling it from the fate’s black hole, reducing it to its current form.
After the three strikes, the giant leader’s body thoroughly disintegrated, leaving only a ball of light that flew into the lter in the hands of the Furnace Leader.
Subsequently, part of the Supre bodies disintegrated, rging into a light mass entering the Destiny Dinsion. It cut off the almost endless Thread Of Destiny of the Civilization Devourer, and at the broken end, tied a Thread of Destiny representing termination—the other end of the thread, in the hands of the Furnace Leader.
Subsequently, the Civilization Alliance launched a counterattack, sealing the Civilization Devourer.
After all this ended, the Furnace Leader placed this lter atop a high mountain, initiating a grand sacrifice.
Countless Furnace n across the worlds knelt towards the Supre Furnace simultaneously, as countless soul-like light points fell into it.
Thus, a golden fla rose within the furnace.
The tableau ended here, completely unveiling the sealed history.
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