The "Book of Truth" serves as the Rune dium for Green’s Forgotten Truth Spatiotemporal Sealing Technique, connecting to the World of Oblivion, and is one of Green’s important sorcery instrunts, possessing extraordinary value.
The forr identity of the "Book of Truth" was the "Book of Black Rope" from the hands of an Ancient Stigma Wizard in the Black Tower, which fell under King Abaddon’s Infernal Furnace of the Purgatory Giants, with exceptional material.
After the Black Tower’s soul reincarnated, all the Heisuo marks on it disappeared.
And now, through the Eye of the World on the Face of Truth, Green actually discovered that the "Book of Truth" has a mysterious connection with sothing in the Wizard World!
"Black Tower?"
Green’s eyes revealed an expression of disbelief.
The Black Tower’s soul reincarnates, only after the Stigmata can so mories of the previous life be restored, allowing a rapid ascension from a Fourth-Level Stigmata Wizard in a short ti, even offering more opportunities on the Path of the True Spirit due to two Sixth-Level Stigmata reincarnations.
Before becoming a Stigmata, when nurturing and shaping the soul form of the reincarnated Black Tower in this world, it is no different from an ordinary wizard.
Although it may possess so powerful talents, the Road of Stigmata is still steep and arduous, and if one does not ascend to Stigmata, one will vanish from then on.
However!
If Green could find the reincarnated Black Tower...
Whiz!
Through the teleportation array, Green flew toward the Second Ring Holy Tower World, signed various contracts, paid so resources, and after obtaining a thirty-day stay permit in the Wizard World, flew out of the dilapidated ancient city range of the Second Ring, disappearing in a flash.
With only thirty days, Green didn’t dare to delay.
The Wizard World is not like those small worlds; even a Stigmata Wizard would find it impossible to traverse it by flight speed alone within thirty days.
Fortunately, the reincarnated Black Tower is unlikely to leave the Wizard Continent, allowing the use of the Sorcerer’s Tower teleportation array to travel.
......
At a corner along the coast of the Third Ring Holy Tower.
Taliman Seaport, a port nad after an ancient and powerful wizard, falls under the dominion of the Roaring Earth Sorcerer Academy.
Of course, what is called ancient and powerful is only relative to mortals.
Every sunset, Taliman would ride a sea pig and stroll in the crimson afterglow at the port, gazing deeply at the tumultuous sea. Even the knight who had accompanied this mysterious wizard for decades couldn’t discern what was truly on his mind.
It seed as though his life was forever the sa simple, monotonous routine of experintation, followed by gazing at the sea in the sunset.
Snort, snort, snort...
The sea pig, over four ters long and more than two ters tall, had two white tusks exposed like those of an elephant. Despite its massive and imposing stature, it was clumsy and cute, often drawing curious glances from fearless children at the port, only to be chased away by the knight’s guards shortly after.
"Sir, it’s about to get dark, we should head back."
On a black steed, an elderly knight draped in armor spoke in a low voice.
"I understand."
The last rays of the setting sun cast on Taliman’s face, making him seem so handso, with eyes as deep as the starry sky, yet exuding endless sorrow, reluctantly taking a final look at the sea as if hoping for a miracle.
Night.
Following a successful elental conduction experint, there was no joy for Taliman. It was as if his whole being had beco numb, chanically tidying up the tools on the experintal table.
Yet at the mont he raised his head, Taliman was slightly startled by the mysterious person covered in seven-colored runes who had appeared across from him at an unknown ti, his body stiffened.
"Who are you?"
Especially the dim eye on the gray-white mask on the stranger’s forehead that seed to look at him, almost causing Taliman to almost collapse, his legs nearly trembling and giving in.
Rustle, rustle...
This mysterious person extended their left hand, and a book of sorts turned rapidly.
"Is it you? The final clue of the ’Book of Truth’ led here? But you’re just a First-Level Wizard, with a life span of less than a thousand years. This reincarnation witchcraft is indeed bizarre and wondrous..."
...
The next morning.
"I don’t know what Black Tower you are talking about, nor any Ancient Wizard, I only know I am an Arcane Wizard from Roaring Earth Academy, and I am here to wait for my wife and child. I’m sorry, great Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower, I can’t go with you."
Taliman spoke in grief as if his heart was shattered.
"Even though, even if you regain your mory, you are no longer the Black Tower Stigmata Wizard you once were, but the Wizard World is at the brink of life and death, this world needs your strength! As long as you can ascend to Stigmata, you will have far greater power than I currently possess, even the power to change the Wizard World!"
Green said.
Communicating between higher life and lower life forms is truly strenuous.
"If there are no wife and child of mine, there is nothing left in the Wizard World for to linger on, then if this destructive world is annihilated, what does it have to do with !"
Taliman roared, tears streaming down.
Green silently gazed at this First-Level Wizard.
On this wizard, Green found it almost impossible to discern even the slightest trace of the forr Black Tower Stigmata Wizard, if not for the fact that the "Book of Truth" indeed shared so peculiar connection with this person’s soul, Green would never believe he was the reincarnation of the renowned Black Tower Stigmata Wizard.
Green would even be more inclined to believe it wasn’t!
"Fine, rmaid Ripple is it? I’ll go and bring her back for you, and then you’ll have to co with no matter what you say!"
As Taliman watched, this mysterious and powerful Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower vanished silently in front of him as he had co.
The vast gap in the level of life between the two made it difficult for Taliman to understand Green’s existence. He was rely a lower-level creature living in the superficial light of ti.
Standing on the sea surface, the relentless storm was deflected by the twisted Force of Nature a hundred ters away from Green. Green took out the Crystal Ball.
Monts later, the image of Claudia appeared on the screen of the Crystal Ball.
"Oh, finally contacting , did you miss ?"
Claudia teased, to which Green didn’t respond, speaking in a deep tone, "All right, I have so serious matters; I need to find a rmaid nad Ripple under the Sea King Altar. I want to know the specific situation of the rmaid Tribe in the Wizard World."
Claudia’s teasing expression froze for a mont.
"I advise you to abandon the idea. She can’t co back, even if you go."
"Why?"
Green had expected so difficulties in this matter, but hadn’t imagined that even a Stigmata Wizard like himself considered it impossible, according to Claudia.
"Do you want to know?"
Claudia gazed deeply.
"It all starts with the ancient war of this world. As the Sea Tribe was defeated, they beca increasingly unable to defend against the Wizard’s powerful assaults, ultimately choosing abject subjugation and total surrender, acknowledging the Wizard’s absolute rule over this world. At the ti, the Sea Demon royalty handed over the rmaid Tribe as war compensation, tributing them to those Ancient chanic Wizards and Dark Sorcerers. Thus, the rmaid Race was born."
As a Stigmata Wizard who has experienced countless historical stories from different worlds, Green now just listened silently, without interrupting Claudia.
"But along with the new peace treaty between Wizards and Sea Tribe after the second war of civilization, we these rmaids finally returned to the sea, regaining our freedom as a new biological group. If, if that event hadn’t occurred, perhaps this world would have already forgotten our small and woeful race that was born from war and peace..."
"What happened?"
Green asked.
"Queen Nabia of rmaids ascended to a Level 7 Sovereign! Determined to cleanse the past sha, Queen Nabia of rmaids declared war with the rmaids and Sea Demons, at the sa ti requiring all rmaids to only choose a spouse of the purest bloodline to cleanse the sha. So if I’m not mistaken, the rmaid nad Ripple you ntioned might already have a new spouse at the seafloor, and when she bore offspring with her new companion, they would be kept in the darkest cell as a historical sha until death..."
"It certainly is troubleso..."
Green’s brow furrowed almost into a knot. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to vote for recomndation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian to read.)
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