Mastering the precise information extracted from the soul of that purple symbiotic creature, the next actions beca much simpler.
From the information obtained from this creature’s soul, Blake quickly sorted out the basic situation of this plane.
The rulers of this world are two kinds of symbiotic creatures: one is the massive and diverse giant beasts, providing near-infinite energy and physical carriers.
The other is the purple symbiotic creature he just dealt with; they are like the "external brains" of the giant beasts, providing "wisdom," and are mainly responsible for creating and controlling the ubiquitous terrifying illusions and thought guidance.
Neither can be absent; together they form this plane’s unique ecological and defense system.
The giant beasts are clearly ranked by age and size.
And Blake and his team’s luck was extrely poor, as they happened to plunge into the regular hunting range of the strongest giant beast in the area upon crossing the space rift, which is why they were trapped like rats in a jar as soon as they arrived.
From the mory fragnts of the symbiotic creature, Blake not only discovered the weaknesses of this particular giant beast but also familiarized himself with the general activity areas of all Seventh Level and above giant beasts in the plane.
And the most crucial information—precise coordinates of the plane’s strongest Eighth Level Giant Beast and its symbiotic creature!
With the death of the purple symbiotic creature in the core cavity, the "processor" maintaining the illusionary force field of this giant beast instantly crashed.
In that instant, the wizards inside the giant beast who were originally imrsed in beautiful illusions were abruptly awakened, as if splashed with a basin of ice water, and were shocked to see the terrifying surroundings and the fleshy tentacles wrapping around them.
After a brief chaos, their survival instincts and high battle skills allowed them to quickly organize themselves.
Soon, they established contact with the wizards outside the giant beast who were still fighting hard, trying to offer aid.
With internal and external cooperation, this now "wisdom-bereft" and sowhat slow giant beast was swiftly torn apart and destroyed from within by the enraged wizards!
After freeing themselves, Blake imdiately exchanged intelligence with the other wizards, piecing together the complete predicant of this plane’s war:
The giant beasts themselves are large targets and not hard to find.
The difficulty lies in the powerful illusionary force field they emit.
Without high-tier wizards personally leading and constantly sheltering them, regular wizard legions and alchemy fodder units would instantly lose combat capabilities upon entering its influence range, either killing each other or being severely injured by illusion feedback.
More troubleso is that once a giant beast senses a lethal threat, it chooses to self-destruct, with its symbiotic creature burning everything at the last second.
It releases illusionary techniques that can transform into "real" attacks, forming terrifying monster armies in the wizards’ eyes to launch attacks, causing imnse casualties.
In the past, wizards have attempted breakthroughs from the inside, but the strength of illusions inside the giant beasts is higher.
And the core symbiotic creature hides very deeply, protected by layers of illusions and thought manipulation, making precise localization impossible.
This has resulted in a war stalemate.
High tier wizards can protect themselves but cannot take care of the entire army; low-tier wizards entering are like delivering food; without finding the symbiotic creature, effectively killing the giant beast is impossible, potentially forcing it to self-destruct instead.
And what makes everyone hesitant is the presence of a hidden Eighth Level Giant Beast in this plane!
Once it perceives the intruders’ capability to destroy the entire plane’s ecology, it is highly likely to drag the entire plane to its grave!
Realizing all this, Blake hesitated no longer and imdiately transmitted all crucial intelligence including the precise coordinates of the Eighth Level Giant Beast through the Magic Net to the Eighth Level Wizard Commander stationed in the rear.
The mont the intelligence was delivered, the Eighth Level Wizard, who had been resting with closed eyes far away in the command center in the void, suddenly opened his eyes wide, shooting out sharp glints!
"Good! Well done!"
Without a mont’s delay, a terrifying will that spanned half a plane locked onto those coordinates.
The next mont, an indescribable might descended, forcibly twisting and solidifying the laws.
The Eighth Level Giant Beast hiding in the deepest part of the plane, along with its cunning symbiotic creature, didn’t even have ti to produce a self-destruct thought before being instantly turned into a consciousness-losing specin under the absolute power gap.
With the suppression and unified threat perception lost at the top, the remaining giant beast tribes turned into a scattered ss.
The course of the war was imdiately reversed.
Under the leadership of multiple high-tier wizards, the wizard legion surged forward like a knife through butter.
According to the intelligence provided by Blake, they prioritized precisely striking the core symbiotic creatures of the Seventh Level giant beasts before cleaning up the brainless beast bodies.
Fighting all the way, the wizards’ combat efficiency improved by more than a hundredfold!
The hard knot originally expected to take centuries and possibly suffer heavy costs to gnaw through,
With the advantage of intelligence, it was thoroughly purged and suppressed in less than ten years!
Things went so smoothly that Blake himself found it sowhat surreal.
When he stood under the stage at the victory celebration, credited as a hero of the campaign, receiving the jaw-dropping military rit and resource reward personally awarded by the Eighth Level Wizard Commander, a ridiculous thought arose in the depths of his mind again:
’Was this all... a ticulously woven illusion from the very beginning? Have I been in an illusion ever since entering this plane?’
The Eighth Level Wizard seed to penetrate the doubt deep in his eyes and said privately with a curious smile: "Little one, still doubting the reality? Let teach you a rather dangerous but very effective little trick."
Seeing Blake’s puzzled expression, he lowered his voice: "The manipulator of an illusion also cos in contact with the information leaked by the person under the spell."
"Based on this principle, you can try... whispering fragnts of the true nas of a few Ninth Level lords or so not widely known law characteristics of theirs."
"If you aren’t dead, it ans either you’re not in an illusion, or the level of the illusion caster is high enough to resist the Ninth Level wizard—but such a possibility is extrely slim. If you die... don’t be upset, because it ans you’re long trapped in an illusion and in reality so Ninth Level lord has already personally taken action, obliterating the plane and its manipulator daring to peek at the secrets of wizard civilization."
Blake’s skin crawled upon hearing this.
This thod is not just dangerous, it’s downright insane!
But... it sounds damn fitting with the wizards’ pursuit of "absolute verification" logic.
After struggling for a while, his thirst for certainty eventually outweighed the fear of risk.
In an absolutely safe and silent chamber, Blake whispered an elent of the Law Code fragnt of a widely known Ninth Level Wizard in the Star Orbit Arbitration Court.
...Nothing happened.
No divine judgnt descended, no soul was torn apart; he could even clearly feel the normal flow of elental energy around.
It’s not an illusion! This is all real!
A huge wave of relief swept over him, and he exhaled a long breath, as if unloading a heavy burden.
Subsequently, Blake’s gaze beca extrely fervent.
He abruptly raised his left hand, staring intently at the seemingly unremarkable bracelet on his wrist with a thin layer of golden liquid remaining inside itself.
This was it!
This "ntal Barrier Bracelet" crafted by the Second Level Wizard Jeming, priced at fifty thousand military rits.
Not only saved his life, but also indirectly governed the direction of a plane war!
Having personally experienced the powerful effect of this bracelet, Blake was well aware that its value couldn’t be assessed with military rits!
He instinctively glanced at the enormous military rits reward obtained for providing crucial intelligence and outstanding performance, the length of the number was almost srizing.
He stood in a daze for only a second.
The next instant, Blake jolted awake as though alerted, sprang up from his spot, and dashed towards the direction of the Plane Teleportation Array at the fastest speed possible, not even taking the ti to bid farewell to the familiar wizards.
In his mind, there was only one thought, incredibly clear, incredibly urgent:
"Find Jeming! Must! Imdiately! Right away, buy more Liquid Refined Gold from him! As much as he has, as much as I need!"
(Triple update at the beginning of the month, asking for monthly tickets!)
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