Within Between Ti and Law, the tenfold acceleration of ti allowed for deep research, but also made the external war preparations extrely urgent.
When Jeming and the other Logistics Elent wizards gradually erged from their tireless research state, more than half a month had passed outside.
The intelligence returned by the frontline reconnaissance units was increasingly urgent— the army of the Giant Spirit Realm has completed its assembly, and a new round of full-scale war could erupt at any mont.
During this accelerated period, the Logistics Elent wizards lived up to expectations and produced a variety of research results.
Although, due to ti constraints, many of the witchcrafts or creations appeared imprecise, with a rough sense of "functionality over form."
But without the shackles of destructive limits, each result exuded a heart-palpitating aura of danger.
So wizards continued traditional thinking, starting from the elental level, and developed witchcraft specifically targeting the semi-fluid sli structure or soul core elental composition of the Giant Spirit Realm’s natives.
Once hit, it could trigger a chain collapse from matter to energy, and even the soul.
Others targeted the Giant Spirit Realm’s reliance on machinery and developed large-scale electromagnetic pulse storms, tal fatigue curses, or logic virus witchcraft that could infiltrate energy circuits and cause overload.
More astonishingly, a peculiar biological beast was bred with an unconventional approach.
This biochemical beast appeared ordinary but had a spell model embedded within its body that twisted the mind.
Once captured by the Giant Spirit Realm’s natives and attempting symbiosis or research, it would quietly release ntal pollution, leading the handlers into madness or cognitive dissonance.
Among these, one of the most eye-catching results ca from Sixth Level Wizard Balsa.
Thanks to his profound understanding of the laws of sound waves and vibrations, he developed a bizarre "Resonant Collapse Wave."
This vibration wave didn’t cause direct damage but instead stimulated the bodies of the Giant Spirit Realm’s natives at a peculiar frequency, inducing an uncontrolled "stress evolution" response.
This forced evolution would disrupt the delicate balance between the native and its symbiotic chanical or biological limbs, causing a violent rejection reaction and self-collapse from within.
Even more terrifying is that natives who died from this spell would have their residual energy run amok under the guidance of this specific vibration frequency, spontaneously generating and spreading the sa "Resonant Collapse Wave," forming a perpetuating wave of death.
Upon its deploynt, it was imdiately favored by many frontline wizards for its efficiency and chain reaction characteristics.
In contrast, Jeming’s rate of producing results could be described as at a snail’s pace, almost the slowest among all wizards participating in the mission.
His research direction was sowhat similar to Balsa’s, both targeting the core "symbiosis" ability of the Giant Spirit Realm’s natives.
But Jeming’s path was more tortuous.
He initially tried to directly induce a rejection reaction, but after countless attempts, he found that the symbiosis system of the Giant Spirit Realm’s natives was extraordinarily stable due to countless years of natural evolution and active technical transformations.
Attempting to induce rejection externally was extrely difficult and inefficient.
Stuck in a dilemma, Jeming quickly found an entirely different path through reverse thinking.
"Since it can’t be made to ’repel,’ why not make it ’over-accept’?"
Through in-depth analysis, Jeming discovered that the symbiotic ability of these sli-like creatures relied on a special "pheromone enzy" secreted by their core.
This enzy could read the "life information" or "structural information" of contacted limbs, then guide its own cells and energy field to mimic and adapt, ultimately achieving perfect symbiosis.
Their excellent adaptability to tals also derived from the enzy’s ability to lead cellular changes.
Jeming’s thinking beca clear: if a rejection reaction couldn’t be induced, what if the core of the opponent was stimulated to uncontrollably over-secrete this "pheromone enzy"?
In the laboratory, Jeming looked at a native of the Giant Spirit Realm, symbiotically possessing a chanical arm and two different biological limbs, within an Imprisonnt Force Field, with an excited smile for the impending success of the experint.
The effect of the witchcraft was unexpectedly good.
Under the continuous stimulation of a specific frequency energy field (his developed witchcraft), the secretion of the pheromone enzy in the native completely went out of control.
In the terrified and desperate gaze of this native, its body began to undergo violent and uncontrollable changes, madly mimicking the characteristics of the three different limbs it cohabited with.
The sli-like main body twisted and writhed, the tal’s rigid gray, the flesh’s crimson red, and the strange patterns of another biological limb chaotically intertwined and protruded on its body surface.
Finally, with a ntal wail filled with despair and fear, this native of the Giant Spirit Realm turned into an indescribable mass of tal, chaotically mixed with two different fleshes, twisting and writhing.
When its body was completely torn apart and lost its unity by these three completely different characteristics, the long-suppressed rejection reaction finally exploded violently and chaotically!
Its death was swift and miserable.
"It’s a success...but the ti it takes to achieve the effect is too slow," Jeming calmly assessed.
From casting the spell to the target’s complete collapse and death, a considerable amount of ti is needed, and during this process, the target must continuously remain within the spell’s influence range.
On the ever-changing battlefield, this is almost a fatal flaw.
Therefore, he must solve two key issues next: how to make the witchcraft take effect quickly, and how to spread it on a large scale.
Jeming turned his gaze towards the biochemical field.
The hundreds of years of accumulated knowledge from dissecting Aerial Plane organisms had given him a vast reserve of life-related knowledge.
Furthermore, the developnt of the Black Giant and the Patroller had made him adept at biological transformation and foreign tissue fusion technology.
Jeming first extracted a naturally symbiotic microorganism, regarded as "probiotics," from the body of a Giant Spirit Realm native.
Then, he combined it with the genetic material of a small insect from the Aerial Plane that can repel predators with specific energy fluctuations.
Finally, he etched a highly simplified witchcraft model that could stimulate excessive secretion of pheromone enzy into the life core of this new strain.
The transford strain’s exterior remained the familiar "probiotic" to the Giant Spirit Realm natives, allowing it to easily evade the host’s immune recognition and settle securely.
Its inner core, however, continuously emitted modified energy fluctuations—no longer the energy fluctuations that repel predators, but incessantly releasing that deadly "excessive coexistence" stimulus signal!
Of course, because this witchcraft was extrely simplified, the effect was greatly weakened, thus further prolonging the activation ti.
But that was not a problem, because once this strain entered the body of a Giant Spirit Realm native, it would beco a continuously effective "witchcraft emitter," fundantally solving the problem of slow activation.
As for the spread?
Jeming further enhanced the reproductive ability of this strain and equipped it with a high-efficiency energy absorption system derived from the Black Giant.
They can crazily absorb energy within the host body, reproducing at an exponential speed.
When the host dies from "excessive coexistence" and their body disintegrates, a large number of strains will naturally spread into the environnt, seeking new hosts...
Even due to the energy absorption system, these strains have an extrely exaggerated survival ability.
Not to ntion the air, harsh environntal conditions like high temperature and low temperature have little effect on them.
Involving three rounds of precise biochemical transformation and fusion, Jeming barely completed this research nad "Catastrophe of Coexistence" just by the final deadline.
He understood the biggest flaw of this technology—not being able to eliminate the enemy instantly, it needs ti to fernt and create an epidemic-like effect.
When all logistics elent Wizards gathered in front of Dixon, the Seventh Level Wizard, the Destiny Mage’s eyes calmly swept over everyone and the ominous creations or spell models in their hands.
His gaze paused for a mont on Balsa’s "Resonant Collapse Wave" model, and again on Jeming’s gray strain that was encased in a specially made crystal jar, seemingly harmless.
"Detection indicates that the enemy’s legion is moving." Dixon’s voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the mind of every wizard, "Your research is the point of the spear and the shield. Next, the battlefield is the final test ground."
"What honors and rewards you can achieve depends on how your ans can shine in the impending steel storm."
"Submit your results to the military supplies departnt for record and mass production. Then, prepare yourselves. War is about to begin."
His words were bland but carried the heavy pressure of an impending tempest.
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Royal City, deep inside the Giant Spirit Realm.
Koger’s massive semi-fluid body squird anxiously around the throne, his three pairs of compound eyes flickering with persistent unease.
Ever since he spent the precious Thousand Soul Golden Crystal and communicated with the "Light Chaser," the other party had beco silent, like a stone sinking into the sea without any news.
He tried multiple tis to reactivate the cross-dinsional communication array, but no matter how much energy he injected, the other side remained silent without any will responding to his call.
"Did that guy really abscond with the funds?" An absurd thought spun in Koger’s mind.
Of course, he understands, even though the other party scamd him from the communication array, it hasn’t paid the final paynt for "intelligence"—which is the main amount.
But "Light Chaser" is known for its reputation, it shouldn’t be like this.
Anxiety seeped into his core like cold sli.
Unknown enemies, lost contact with the intelligence rchant, everything exuded eeriness.
However, ti waits for no one.
The pressure from the border increased daily, the enormous war machine was already operating at full speed, and the legions and warriors summoned from various affiliated planes had assembled.
The arrow is on the string, ready to be shot.
Koger forcibly suppressed his doubts and unease, focusing all his energy on the war’s deploynt.
No matter what, he must first repel these invading "Wizards"!
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