On the distant horizon.
Under the Face of Truth, the Three-Colored Light Eyes quietly gazed as Green looked at the dinsion rift phenonon around the bomb seller girl, inevitably recalling when he erged from the Dinsional Gap five eras ago, it was the sa girl.
"Huh? What’s going on, it’s her again. Although Xiao Ba once proved that thousands upon thousands of Love Goddess Venuses exist within the Dinsional Gap, which theoretically ans there would be thousands of bomb seller girls, it’s still rather abrupt to see the sa dinsional rift phenonon at the sa location—what does the Dinsional Gap truly represent?"
An infinite unknown in his heart.
Green couldn’t understand why a Dinsional Gap existed as a mbrane between different dinsions.
Although the Dinsional Gap has already broken through the Balance Rules of the Endless World, possessing an absurd and illusory nature that seems unreasonable, its existence certainly has an essential significance.
What rule does this represent?
"What exactly did Antonio learn about the Dinsional Gap? What was he trying to subtly convey by constructing the Letters of Ti, illuminated by the wisdom light, and leaving the Page of Destiny deep inside Xiao Ba’s stomach within the Dinsional Gap?"
...
Three days later.
The battle ripples at the Ascender’s Gathering Place had long subsided, likely resulting in the ergence of four new Casket Ascenders and leaving behind a large number of strong individuals’ remains.
Soon to leave the Dinsional Esophagus, the value of these remains and ti-related treasures would beco real resources in the Material World.
If there was enough ti to exchange these resources for wealth, Green alone could possibly gather enough resources to cover nearly half of what was needed to return the Wizard World to its original world cluster coordinates!
This is an indescribable number!
After all, during the nine crest rule era of the five-era journey through the Dinsional Esophagus, although Green never ventured out, he continued to accept tributes from exiles within his domain and shards of World’s Heart from the Piercing Gate, along with the Coffin of Hope, each millennium would bring many strong individuals’ remains, all Level Six Creature Bones.
Of course, it was only theoretical wealth resources.
If all these Level Six Creature Bones were thrown into the Bone Demon World, or all ti-related treasures into the Wizarding Alliance, their value would be significantly reduced, unable to be traded for their original worth.
Only Energy Baryte is the truly equivalent currency.
"The Coffin of Hope Gathering Place will completely vanish from the Dinsional Esophagus from now on, losing its significance."
Murmuring, Green suddenly stood up, his foot stepping down, shrinking the ground with each step until he appeared a kiloter away, then again at an even more distant location. anwhile, the golden glow of the Scepter of Hope in his hand grew brighter and brighter, the greyish clouds in the sky exploding with a roaring vibration, earthshaking, as if so imnse being was awakening, being reborn.
Within the Temporal Fault Matrix, a violently shaking occurred in the matrix node that was supposed to be completely isolated from external disturbances, seemingly influenced by the matrix hub high above.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The four slumbering Casket Ascenders imdiately opened their eyes upon first noticing, swiftly breaking through the matrix protection layer to erge on the Skeleton Continent.
"This is..."
A tiny figure, holding a golden scepter high.
Because the power emitted from him was so insignificant, in the eyes of the four Casket Ascenders, he was as small as an ant, able to be crushed with a single step.
This kind of fellow appearing in the Dinsional Esophagus was so abrupt, so discordant.
High above in the sky, above the greyish cloud masses, a muffled and oppressive rumbling continued, although not yet visible, the imnse being’s presence already causing the Coffin of Hope Gathering Place to sink into the bone-laden ground, emitting a creaking sound as it was pressed down.
The Gathering Place of the Light of Hope, having endured fierce battles over ti, its surface layer of bones had long turned to soil-like powder, uniform in texture, dense and thick, unlike the widespread large bone fragnts on the surface of the Skeleton Continent.
Crack! Crack!
Thunder exploded high in the sky.
Though not clearly visible, amidst the stirring winds and clouds, static electricity effect was triggered, causing bone powder to fly on the ground, hair and clothes to stand on end as the tiny figure stood tall and unmoved.
"Coffin of Hope?"
Among the four Casket Ascenders, one was a Magma Giant.
At this mont, the true body of the Magma Giant in the Dinsional Esophagus had been compressed to a height of five ters, its gold and dark red intermingled shell encased by a layer of black stone, with golden light seeping through gaps in the stone, its eyes completely captivated by the golden scepter in the tiny figure’s hand.
Although not knowing what this scepter was, it was undoubtedly the cause behind the transformation of the Coffin of Hope!
"Roar!"
With a deafening roar, the Magma Giant spread its wings, causing hot magma to drip down with "drip-drip" sounds, giving off a blue-grey smoke on the bone powder, subsequently forming fireballs that twisted the surrounding air as they swiftly hurtled toward Green.
Mid-air, a sword of magma appeared in its hand, its encircling incandescent flas easily extending a hundred ters.
"That is mine!"
"Pop!" A ripple spread through the air, as the Spatetail Eel Thunder’s Fury, with a flick of its tail, surpassed the Magma Giant and shot towards Green like an arrow from a bowstring, sensing the insignificant presence that was about to be incinerated by its electric arcs in the next mont.
Buzz...
The figure standing high with a golden scepter raised didn’t even turn its head.
Suddenly, as the figure stretched out an insignificant palm, facing the Spatetail Eel, in the next mont, a condensed repulsion burst forth, the space seeming to have been split into two parallel tilines, and the Spatetail Eel abruptly vanished, followed by a "boom" shaking violently at the horizon’s edge.
Swish!
Elsewhere, the Magma Giant, who had been anxious for the faster Spatetail Eel, suddenly stopped in mid-air. As it faced the figure with the three-colored light eyes watching over, it unexpectedly slumped to the ground, ignorant and unaware.
Clearly, no breath of life was sensed, but such an incredible sense of oppression...
Seeing the Magma Giant in such a pitiful state, the figure lost interest, said nothing more, and continued to look up at the sky, waiting silently, calm and composed.
The whole body of the Sea Salt Alga was trembling with disbelief.
"The Scepter of Hope, Oblivion Sorcerer!"
The legend of the Scepter of Hope, which the Sea Salt Alga had heard from the Demon Doll long ago, now flashed through its mind when it saw Green able to use a golden scepter to provoke such a change in the Coffin of Hope high above.
To summon the Coffin of Hope with the Scepter of Hope, if the Oblivion Sorcerer succeeded, the Gathering Place of the Coffin of Hope would lose all significance in the Dinsional Esophagus, and the Casket Ascenders would naturally cease to exist.
Such a thing can never be allowed to happen!
Suddenly, the Sea Salt Alga recalled sothing, quickly looked at the Carrion Vulture King beside it, and roared: "This is the Oblivion Sorcerer you seek, the powerful lifeform from the deepest illusion within the Dinsional Esophagus, your long-awaited true opponent, compete with it!"
However, the Sea Salt Alga was stunned by the Carrion Vulture King’s behavior.
The Vulture King kept raising the umbrella cane in its hand, only to tremble and abandon it, then abruptly lift it again, slowly lowering it once more, cycling continuously, letting the sweat on its forehead flow, completely unaware.
At this mont, it incredibly resembled the Naless of the past, gazing longingly below the Summit of Nine Peaks, yet lacking the courage to act.
Only a true strong one would understand the terror of the existence before them!
Rumble, rumble...
The Coffin of Hope, overshadowing the sky, extended endlessly, enveloping Green in a beam of golden light.
In the warm golden radiance, Green, continually rising towards the Coffin of Hope, with three-colored light eyes gazed down on the Dinsional Esophagus Bone Continent, where countless legends were buried, as if bidding a final farewell.
......
PS: The two updates are complete. Bai Lu must hurry to write drafts. After twelve tonight, there will be a great prehistoric explosion. The monthly ticket leaderboard contest, don’t miss it!
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"The Journey of the Wizard" history:
"The Journey of the Wizard" was uploaded with forty thousand words of comfort, first subscription over two hundred, monthly revenue less than a thousand. In the first million words, it suffered countless slanders. To this day, Bai Lu still rembers being torn apart with sarcasm, and even personal insults, after promoting the book once in Longkong, and since then, Bai Lu has never actively recomnded his work anywhere.
If you understand, you understand. If you don’t, you don’t. Bai Lu is rely writing the magical world of "The Journey of the Wizard" in his heart, not anything in anyone else’s mind.
After a million words, the book was forcefully promoted on the hopage, though the effect was far from ideal. Before two million words, it was still unremarked, but Bai Lu rembers his initial intention. Everything was for the magical world in his heart, a journey in the Endless World, and that final ending. Though unwilling, Bai Lu was powerless to change others’ perceptions of him.
But as "The Journey of the Wizard" reached three million words, just as Bai Lu was exhausted, lanting his fortune, confused and hesitant, and on the brink of being defeated by reality, suddenly... suddenly everything had undergone an earth-shattering change!
Also, it was two years!
Bai Lu, like Green during his ti at the Black Cable Tower Academy as a wizard apprentice, persistently pursued fundantal truths, while others made rapid progress, Green stuck to the essence, overlooked and even comforted by others in a strong posture, Green’s proud heart could only muster a smile with "gratitude" for their comfort.
Bai Lu’s experiences and Green’s are exactly alike.
Now, two years later as well!
The appreciative strong recomndation from the new editors, your recognition, people from all over, ca forth with alliance leader, subscriptions, monthly votes, and recomndation votes to assist, making "The Journey of the Wizard" explode in a short ti!
Reality and books, both are unbelievably strikingly similar, even enveloping the two years of confusion and hesitation between Bai Lu and Green, they are so alike.
Bai Lu is not a fast coder because he always has thousands of new ideas, but this condition ans, while coding, Bai Lu is often smuggling things in, very inefficient, only able to compensate with ample ti.
But Bai Lu has been suppressed for too long, too eager to be recognized, too eager to have those who once looked down upon him, even after Bai Lu shouted desperately, people unwilling to acknowledge, to see him, allow Bai Lu to have the dignity and status he deserves, the status of an idealistic author!
In May, Bai Lu will go all out and together with you build the cornerstone of the three-million-word unnoticed dam just like Green in the new trials at the Wizard Academy, revealing the edge, demonstrating the protagonist’s capital.
The reason for Green’s success without cheats, without a golden key, is that Bai Lu knows deeply that in his life, he never had those things, not once...
Because it’s over five hundred words, author remarks are not allowed, but Bai Lu wants to express these things too much, so he can only write them at the end of the main text; will try to avoid it in the future, sorry!
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