CHAPTER 87: CHAPTER 87: EVERYONE’S GONE MAD

"Swoosh—"

As the fusion witchcraft proceeded, the elemental energy within the elemental domain was in constant turmoil.

Lor matched and fused the adaptive rock barrier rune model with the thick-earth cover rune model according to the deduced elemental molecule intersections.

The fusion process was very smooth, with almost no obstacles, and the two vastly different rune models merged together.

"Buzz—"

At the very moment the fusion completed, the adaptive... no, the Void Realm Rune Model underwent a tremendous change.

The fire and earth elements, which were originally highly active on the Void Realm Rune Model, suddenly became much quieter, and the entire rune model gained a certain hazy quality.

Lor tentatively infused his spiritual power into it, activating the Void Realm Witchcraft.

A layer of defense barrier, faintly glowing with dull red and yellow lights and sharply defined like an irregular polyhedron, quietly enveloped him.

It wasn’t very intuitive from this viewpoint; this was not the place for specific testing, so he thought it would be better to check on the panel.

"Open the panel," Lor murmured.

A virtual light screen appeared. He ignored the other random things, focusing his gaze solely on the Void Realm Witchcraft.

[Void Realm Witchcraft (2.9+0.2 rings) (Limit Break possible, not upgradeable)]

Special: 1: This witchcraft can unconditionally share damage of 3.1 rings. This trait’s sharing limit increases as the witchcraft body improves]

"Special witchcraft." Lor smiled uncontrollably, "I have special witchcraft too, and it’s one I created myself. Most probably none of the fourth rings of this era have this, right?"

Special witchcraft is an extremely unique fusion witchcraft.

Each has its own characteristics, extremely precious and rare.

Even the Meteor Technique only gains special attributes after becoming the Great Meteor Technique.

Like the Void Realm Witchcraft, its special property allows it to initially reduce 3.1 rings of damage from any attack, with the remainder being borne by the body.

Actually, there’s one point not shown on the panel: after the Void Realm Witchcraft body is damaged, it can automatically repair itself.

However, this attribute doesn’t reach the level of special witchcraft rating, so it’s not displayed, which is normal.

"Limit Break," Lor concentrated his thoughts on the Limit Break behind Void Realm Witchcraft.

[Void Realm Witchcraft (2.9+0.2 rings) → Void Realm Witchcraft (2.9+0.2 rings) (Limit Break +0.1) (Limit Break possible, not upgradeable)]

[Charge Points: 3.911 billion → 3.771 billion]

"Again!"

[Void...]

[Charge Points: 3.771 billion → 3.355 billion]

"Again!"

[Void Realm Witchcraft (2.9+0.2 rings) (Limit Break +0.2) → Void Realm Witchcraft (2.9+0.2 rings) (Limit Break +0.3) (Limit Break possible, not upgradeable)]

[Charge Points: 3.355 billion → 2.517 billion]

After breaking the limit of the Void Realm Witchcraft to 3.4 rings, Lor stopped and turned his attention to the Limit Break behind the Meteor Technique.

[Meteor Technique (2.9+0.3 rings) (Limit Break +0.2) → Meteor Technique (2.9+0.3 rings) (Limit Break +0.3)]

[Charge Points: 2.517 billion → 1.702 billion]

"Let’s leave it at that for now," Lor thought, "Void Realm Witchcraft at 3.4 rings, Meteor Technique at 3.5 rings should already be enough to handle most situations."

After adding the points, he wandered above the Gray Rock Kingdom for three days, roughly familiarizing himself a bit before turning his direction towards the Cooper Wizard Tower.

Next is the big change; it’s better to hide in the wizard tower.

With the protection of Cooper Wizard, it should be steady enough to get through the most chaotic initial period... right?

...

In the blink of an eye, another two months passed.

Murphy Continent, Northwest Basin.

Hisham, enveloped in dark divine power, stood side by side with a female wizard wrapped in ice blue divine power.

Before them lay a giant corpse exuding cold divine power.

Around them, over twenty light screens floated, yet no one spoke; the scene was eerily silent.

"The limit... truly exists."

After a long silence, the female wizard enveloped in ice blue divine power spoke, her voice clear but tinged with a heavy sense of deathly silence, "Our path... was wrong."

The moment her words fell, a terrifying dark divine power instantly enveloped the surrounding tens of thousands of miles, tightly wrapping her within.

The female wizard covered in ice blue divine power did not resist at all, allowing the dark divine power to invade and corrupt her.

At the same time, the light screens around them shattered, and before shattering, many people seemed to make the same move as Hisham.

"Yasen, my path is broken. Why can you continue moving forward?" Hisham didn’t care about the female wizard or the broken light screens but shifted his gaze to the center of Murphy Continent, with a ferocious look.

In the next moment, he flew straight up.

Wherever he passed, everything withered, decayed, and turned to void.

And endless dark divine power seeped into the earth vein, slowly eroding a colorful barrier deep within the earth vein.

...

Central Murphy Continent, within the Flame Sand Sea.

"Acting up again?" Yasen looked towards the northwest with annoyance, initially intending to check it out again, but remembering the attitude of that guy half a year ago, he lost interest.

Whatever. Let it be.

Anyway, if things really go awry, it’s not him the Alliance will hold accountable.

Taking a deep breath, Yasen suppressed the discontent in his heart and continued to explore the truths within the surrounding flames.

But it wasn’t long before he could no longer focus on his exploration.

For he could clearly feel an immense dark power sweeping towards him from the northwest direction.

"Is that guy truly mad?" Yasen’s face instantly turned extremely ugly.

However, he didn’t rush to confront it but instead took out the continent communication device, sending a message to the Alliance Headquarters and all fourth-ring wizards in Murphy Continent.

Then he closed his eyes and sent out a few messages in his sea of consciousness.

This battle, he must fight, because he knows Hisham’s target is him,

No matter who wins or loses, who lives or dies afterward, he needs to account for certain things.

"Huff—"

As Yasen was about to do more, from the northwest, the boundless darkness came surging like the heavens collapsing.

"Seems like that’s the only way." Yasen sighed, as the boundless desert flames rose, transforming the surrounding tens of thousands of miles into a world of fire.

...

"Teacher!" On the fifty-seventh floor of Cooper Wizard Tower, a panicked shout broke the originally peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

Levan, using the Flying Technique, instantly flew to Lor’s room door, his face showing no trace of the former gentleness and composure, only panic.

"What’s meant to happen has happened."

Inside the bedroom, Lor sighed, stood up, opened the door, and put on a puzzled look, asking, "Little Levan, what’s wrong?"

"Teacher, my grandfather... my grandfather..." Levan’s eyes were red, with tears rolling down his cheeks, trying to explain but finding himself unable to speak a complete sentence.

"Your grandfather? Speaker Yasen? What happened to him?"

Lor’s pupils widened as he forced himself into a calm demeanor, looking directly into Levan’s eyes, urgently saying, "Don’t hurry, speak slowly. If I can help, I surely won’t refuse."