"I am Wagner."
The shadow stood up, still covered in a swarm of nibbling shadow rats.
"Please have a seat."
It pulled out a dusty stool and handed it to Levi.
Levi sat down and asked:
"What is your current situation, sir?"
He had investigated before, Wagner was a Grand Wizard from the Shadow School of Thought from a hundred thousand years ago.
His realm was Nine Rings Perfect, just shy of attaining legendary ascension.
But later, he vanished without a trace, presumably after failing.
Previously when he wandered here, Wagner had asked him for help.
At that ti, Levi was only at Seven-Ring Cultivation.
He dared not respond and simply ignored it.
The Shadow Emblem he had refined might be the oddity left behind from this person’s downfall.
The shadow recalled and organized its thoughts.
After a long pause, it gently spoke: "In my era, the Shadow School of Thought never birthed a Legendary Wizard. I was reclusive from a young age, not good at communication, spending most of my ti cultivating and researching in the Shadow World. After ascending to the ninth-circle, I wanted to forge a legendary artifact unparalleled in history, nad ’Shadow Net’. Should I succeed, I could acquire part of the Power of the Shadow World, and even through the connections between the Shadow World and the multiverse’s Dark Side, establish a ’Shadow Network’ spanning the universe."
Hearing Wagner’s thoughts, Levi felt sowhat shocked inside.
How this person is like Gargal, not playing by conventional rules.
This legendary artifact sounds very promising.
But its difficulty must be unprecedented.
Even with the Shadow World having declined to such a state today.
It’s not sothing human power can easily control. .
Levi only wanted to steadily pursue Elental Proof for legendary ascension.
One wishes to seal the gods, the other seeks to command the shadow...
These ambitions are rather grand.
Sure enough, Wagner continued:
"I found three mythical existences born in the Shadow World to conduct experints, wanting to steal the power of the Shadow World through their connection. I planned to leave a trace of myself within the will of the Shadow World, to then parasitically draw upon its power for growth. If I were to achieve legendary ascension, it would surely be an extraordinary legend."
"So you failed, sir?"
"You could say I failed, but also succeeded..."
"How so?"
"During the forging of the legendary artifact, I indeed managed to parasitize the will of the Shadow World, almost deceiving all... Unfortunately, sowhere along the line, sothing went wrong and I still failed. I was transford by the Shadow World into an Earth-bound Spirit, and I obtained the eternal life coveted by countless individuals, incapable of death.
The cost is becoming a shadow, spending days here watching myself being gnawed by shadow creatures, yet unable to do anything, including suicide."
Levi calmly asked:
"Sir, you ask to save you, but what am I supposed to do? In your current state, even a Legendary Wizard might be unable to reverse this. Moreover, I can’t even confirm if I’m speaking with the forr Wagner... or the will of the Shadow World."
The shadow replied:
"Though I didn’t fully attain legendary ascension, I can be called half-legendary, and I received a letter from the Wizard World, signed... Sauron. In the letter, Sauron comforted , saying that becoming a slave to the Shadow World isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
At the very least, you can live to see the future, as long as you live long enough, miracles might happen, maybe in ten thousand, maybe in a hundred thousand years, solutions are always more nurous than difficulties. Trust in the ability of future generations. That day when you wandered here, I was gradually understanding the aning of Sauron’s letter. I’m not sure you can save , but there’s always hope, isn’t there?"
"Though the words are quite pleasant, I still don’t know how to act. I can report the situation here to the Supre Council and see if the Legendary Wizards have any ways."
"Thank you... By the way, how many people are in the current Supre Council?"
"15 people."
"That many? Are there any legends in the Shadow School of Thought?"
"There were a few birthed after your ti, currently there are none."
"Thanks for informing."
"Goodbye, Mr. Wagner."
Levi left the dilapidated spire and continued to wander.
He wandered for several months and still couldn’t find the trace of the Ender Dragon.
So he returned to Nora.
The Shadow World is too vast.
Finding a dragon is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
He could only wander more in spare ti and try his luck.
...
Back in Nora.
Levi reported the matter to the Supre Council.
Having just entered the Ninth-Circle, he didn’t concern himself with matters relating to legends.
If they could save him, it would be good news.
The Wizard World might gain another Legendary Wizard.
Including Gargal.
There’s hope to raise the seats of the Supre Council to 17 in the future.
He continued to seclude himself.
The Brilliant Golden Dragon Armor was nearing Maximum.
Next, he planned to push it to the Super Myth level in one go.
And then he would embark on a real journey.
The target is... the Rainbow Sea!
...
Two years later.
Nora Calendar 1292.
Blood Battle Year 1080.
Ancient Dragon Continent.
At night.
Amid cultivation.
Levi and Elena lay atop the tower, gazing at the moon.
Suddenly.
A fiery light surged from the direction of Sorren Continent.
Waves of fire rolled in, illuminating the entire sky.
A red giant star gradually appeared.
Faintly visible was a Red Feathered Giant Bird dormant within the star.
"Is this... soone achieving legendary birth?"
Elena exclaid in surprise.
Since Daydrear, it’s been a long ti since a legend was born.
"It should be. There are several nine-rings perfect wizards in the Burning School of Thought, not sure which one it is?" Levi pondered aloud.
User Comments
0 comments from readers