Chapter 1120

Chapter 1098 Edgar, you’ve been playing too many low-elo games!

Edgar, the Elven Emperor, led his army to besiege the Rain Realm in the west. He personally led an army of five million elves, while the entire world’s population was only 150 million. He built a massive city around the Rain Realm called [Imperial City].

He sent out troops to continuously explore and find a way to enter this higher plane, the Rain Realm.

He ordered the two Elven Kings, Ramses and Patrick, to use their respective power systems to quickly find the entrance to the Rain Realm. Because the fifteen elven warriors of the Elven Empire all obtained their power in different directions by sharing fifteen ancient trees, they had little research ability and naturally could not find the entrance to the Rain Realm.

Patrick and Ramses also intended to bring the power system of the Macedonian witches into the Elven Empire.

King Patrick, leading his elven alchemists, reported, “Your Majesty Edgar, our kingdom’s elven alchemists are constantly drawing ley line magic to study the ley lines’ patterns in this area. We’ve determined that this magical realm isn’t large, resembling mottled raindrops. Each source is roughly the size of a village, and these points connect to form a vast expanse within this rainforest.”

“Their population is only about 300,000.”

Within the elven army, the elven generals collectively burst into laughter.

Emperor Edgar, the elven emperor, also smiled. The Macedonian witches’ rain realm system was expanding far too slowly, and the learning curve for the elves was steep. To become a fully-fledged rainmaker required at least twenty years, yet the elves of this world only had a lifespan of thirty years.

It could be said that the elven lifespan of this world severely limited the growth rate of rainmakers.

Since the growth rate of rainmakers was slowing down, the pseudo-forging speed of the Heavenly Craft Rain system in this world was also slowing down.

A level 15 elf, whose sequence was Beastmaster, rode atop a white tiger. He laughed loudly, “Our elven empire boasts a mighty army of five million, with fifteen sequences ranging from warriors to assassins, knights, and beastmasters. We even defeated those terrifying swarms of insects. So this laughable little place of three hundred thousand people is nothing more than a piece of cake. Your Majesty, why are we so fixated on this place?”

Ramses smiled slightly, “All land under heaven belongs to the king. The empire should unify its entire territory.”

Ramses and the wizard Patrick exchanged a glance.

They communicated with their eyes.

It would be best if Edgar and Macedonia fought each other; whichever side won, they might be able to escape their current predicament of being held hostage by Edgar.

A group of elven generals nodded in agreement.

Edgar, the Elven Emperor, looked at the Perfect Tree behind him. Now, the Perfect Tree seemed to connect heaven and earth, so from anywhere in the Creation Lotus World, one could see it.

He activated his ultimate magic, “Return of All Things to the Tree,” attempting to forcefully enter the Rain Realm. Like all rivers flowing into the sea, the Perfect Tree would become the beginning and end of life, absorbing all the life in the world. Once all life force returned to the Perfect Tree, he could control all the fate and life of this world through it.

In this way, how could the Void Emperor’s fake forging fail?

However, at this moment, roots grew in the rainforest where the Rain Realm was located, but no matter how Edgar activated “Return of All Things to the Tree,” he could not absorb the magical pressure and life force of the Rain Realm.

Edgar, the Elven Emperor, looked grim. “By subduing the power systems of Ramses and Patrick, I essentially have two unforged sequences. I intend to use the Sequence Tree, the star ring spell model I’ve constructed, to govern fifteen unforged sequences, and then transform them into a lunar ring spell model. That will require even more unforged sequences.”

In my view, the key to this competition lies in who can perform the unforged sequence first.

But we’re still struggling to open the entrance to the Rain Realm.”

Edgar looked at Ramses and Patrick, because among the three star ring wizards present, their power systems were more complex, and the elves under their systems were most likely to break through the Rain Realm and find the entrance.

“Ramesses, Patrick, I want to know how long it will take you to find a way into the Rain Realm?”

Patrick shook his head.

Ramses smiled, “I’m not sure either.” “

But Your Majesty, please look.”

He waved his hand, and a scene appeared where rain fell from the sky and various cabbages grew on the ground.

“The magical realm set up by the Macedonian witches is extremely mysterious, and I’m doing my best to break it. But for the time being, I still can’t find a way to enter it. Actually, it doesn’t matter if we don’t use magic to get in. If Your Majesty could find a way to force them to come out on their own, that would be great.”

Edgar’s eyes lit up. “You mean, let them come out on their own?”

“Good idea.”

Edgar, the Elven Emperor, commanded the elves around him: “Proclaim my laws! Clear out all the rainforest here! Leave not a single tree, not a single river!”

“Regardless, Macedonia needs resources to forge her own power. How can she obtain resources while hiding in her shell?”

“I’ll clear out all the resources in this area. Let’s see what she does then.”

“She needs to come out to forge her own power, and once she opens the Rain Realm, I can send my five million troops in. These five million troops are all professionals. Even if they are low-level and weak in combat, the Macedonian witches’ power system is of high quality, so what? Her total population of three hundred thousand can’t possibly be entirely composed of rain spirits; having fifty thousand rain spirits within that population would be quite good.”

“Five million against fifty thousand. No matter the quality, no matter the grade, it’s useless. In an instant, I can suppress the Macedonian witch.”

Edgar’s eyes flickered. As he pondered, his orders took effect in the army. The army moved out, beginning to cut down the surrounding rainforest. As tree after tree fell, this once lush region began to become barren.

He wanted to turn this place into a wasteland.

He would force the Macedonian witch out, or simply trap the elven forces under her power system here. That would also work.

On the crystal wall system, Edgar looked at the Macedonian witch’s true form again.

“I’ll give you a choice: join my elven empire.”

“Then I’ll withdraw my troops.”

The Macedonian witch turned to look at him, a cold smile on her face.

Then, the Macedonian witch looked at Locke and said, “Locke, I think he’ll use this trick on you too. Aren’t you going to prepare?”

Edgar addressed all the contestants, “It’s not that I’m using this method against any individual wizard.

Rather, my False Forging Void Emperor believes that early life consisted of plants, and after plants appeared, life followed. Plants can serve as a transfer station and a storage station for life force. This part is just a hypothesis.” “

But magical plants can serve as a storage station for spiritual energy. I have a dedicated section on that,”

Locke said. “Hmm, I’ve seen it. It’s on Razer.”

Edgar glanced at Locke, a smirk playing on his lips. “Therefore, my Perfect Tree absorbs all the life force in this world, yet remains in an unforged state. This is something I learned from investment banking. In this way, all the life force in the world is incorporated into my Tree of All Things, so wouldn’t I be able to allocate all the resources?”

“Everyone, at this moment, I control all the resources,”

Edgar David said, looking at Locke and the Macedonian witch.

“The resources of the Genesis Lotus are limited; the entire world can only support a little over one hundred million elves. I believe that although this world is of medium to large scale, I suspect that there are only two resources available to support the pseudo-forging. Perhaps not even two.”

“Locke, Macedon, whoever submits to me first will likely receive the last resource.”

“Rameses, Patrick, and Haishan, whoever is loyal to me is most likely to receive this last resource.”

Edgar David curled his lips, “Everyone, why don’t you express your opinions?”

At this time, within the Genesis Lotus world, the entire region originally only had forests on the edge of the continent, with the inland areas being barren land. The region where Locke descended was located in the central part, towards the eastern edge, which was indeed the most remote region among the places chosen by the contestants to descend.

Now, most of the forests in the western region have been cut down, and the timber has been transported back to the east for development. The entire east has thus become prosperous, with ancient trees everywhere – war trees, wind trees, beast-taming

trees , and more. Many of these tree-people are at the level of crystallized wizards, and even second-ring tree-people have begun to appear.

Resources from across the world are being channeled into the tree-person forest through the Elven Empire.

Edgar seems to want to use the empire’s resources to create a second-ring tree-person jungle.

Meanwhile, the Rain Realm, due to the destruction of surrounding forests, has seen a significant reduction in resources.

Edgar’s true form looked triumphantly at the Macedonian witch and said, “The one who controls the distribution of resources, the one who controls life, is the foundation of the Void Emperor. Now, Macedonian witch, you must bow down to me for resources.”

At the same time, on the ground, the elven army has begun its march towards the central region; clearly, Edgar David intends to have his power system attempt to absorb Locke’s power system.

Meanwhile, the roots of the Perfect Tree have spread throughout the underground of the central region, invading the jungle’s territory.

Although the jungle was powerful and had always protected the rangers, all the rangers’ sacred sites had discovered a tangled mass of tree roots growing beneath their dwellings.

Master Qin, along with his students, dug a tunnel following these roots, only to find it seemingly endless.

Master Qin coughed, standing in the tunnel, personally examining the root.

“This large root is definitely from that one large tree. Look, the branches of this root are entwined with the roots of other trees.”

The rangers looked up and all saw that the branches of this root were indeed entwined with other tree roots.

“My God, does that large tree want all the tree roots to submit to its control?”

“How can there be such a strange tree?”

Master Qin frowned.

“I am old and frail, and I fear I will soon die. Alas, faced with this strange situation, I truly do not know how to resolve it. If I were to pass away, leaving you children behind, I wonder if you could cope with this change. However, I am already fifty years old. This is far beyond the age of an ordinary ranger. I am already quite content.”

At this moment, a ranger suddenly jumped into the tunnel and said to Master Qin En, “Master, the elven boy you saved fifteen years ago has regained consciousness.”

Master Qin En was overjoyed, and he quickly had the elves lead him there.

At this moment, in a wooden hut, Master Qin En carefully helped the elven youth, who had been lying on the sickbed for fifteen years and had thus become extremely thin.

“Child, it’s alright. You’ve been asleep for fifteen years. Although your lifespan is short now, it doesn’t matter. As long as I live, I will take care of you.”

The elven youth pushed away Master Qin’s hand and said, “This elf, you learn my magic, use my path, cultivate my framework, and study the direction I have set, yet you call me a child?”

Master Qin and the other elven rangers were all stunned.

The elven youth stood up shakily and said, “Everyone, I will impart my magic to you a second time.”

“I ask you, what is evolution, what is prosperity?”

Master Qin looked at the elven youth who had been unconscious for over a decade with suspicion, but evolution and prosperity were common topics among the rangers.

“Evolution, of course, is becoming stronger, and prosperity is becoming more numerous—”

“The Rangers learn breathing techniques, understand the Leaf of Power, and use the Leaf of Power, and thus we grow stronger—that is evolution. The number of Rangers increases—that is prosperity.”

Locke, manipulating this clone, countered, “Then let me ask you, if an elf discovers something that increases farmland yields, is that evolution?”

Master Jinn replied, “Of course.”

Locke continued, “Then if an elf creates a beautiful melody, is that evolution? Increased farmland yields are directly visible to the n*ked eye, but a beautiful melody has nothing to do with power—is that evolution?”

Master Jinn fell into deep thought.

Locke said, “If an elf finds a rice variety that reduces yield but improves taste, isn’t that evolution? Isn’t that prosperity? Increased crop yield is visible to the n*ked eye, but decreased yield with improved taste is hard to see, and taste is subjective, difficult to describe.” “

For some, it’s delicious; for others, it’s utterly unpalatable.”

“If this happens, is it a decline in prosperity, or a halt in evolution?”

At this point, the rangers were all dizzy and confused.

Master Qin pondered carefully. He felt that although Locke’s sudden address of him as a child was strange, what Locke said made perfect sense.

What is prosperity?

What is evolution?

These two questions seemed to address the very essence of the rangers’ lives.

After careful consideration, Master Qin En continued, “If one examines it closely, I believe it’s still possible to distinguish whether something is good or bad.”

Locke said, “Of course. Let me ask you again, if someone discovers a new Leaf of Power, but only he and a few others can learn it, and most of you elves cannot learn it.

Only thirty elves in the entire world can learn it, but the effects of this Leaf of Power cannot be visually demonstrated.” “

For all the elves in the world, that Leaf of Power, because other elves have low aptitude, cannot learn it well; even if they do learn it, they can only use a simple spell.”

“It looks like garbage.”

“I ask you, in this way, no matter what, it’s impossible to see how powerful this Leaf of Power is. Is this evolution? Is this prosperity?”

Master Qin En instinctively said, “How could such a thing exist in this world? It’s impossible.”

Locke’s avatar produced a Leaf of Power.

“Then, what is this?”

A group of people gathered around, and Master Qin En looked at it and said, “This seems to be just a rather novel leaf of power.

It doesn’t look very powerful.”

Locke said, “That’s because you’re an elf without talent. It seems you really can’t see the power of this leaf of power.”

Master Qin En smiled and shook his head, “This—you must be joking. This is just an ordinary leaf of power. It can’t be considered evolution, but it can barely be considered prosperity.”

“At least it increases the number of leaves of power. If you don’t believe me, I’ll invite all the elf masters in the world to learn it and see what they say.”

Locke laughed, “That suits me perfectly.”

“This is the second spell I’m going to pass on. I want to use this leaf of power to tell you what evolution and prosperity are.”

Locke’s two great spells were also being rapidly adjusted, especially the Tree of Prosperity. Locke decided to completely restructure this Tree of Prosperity and remove the power of the Persepolis gods from it.

A week later, most of the masters in the jungle gathered in a wooden hut, passing around the leaf of power in their hands, and then shaking their heads.

A ranger possessing crystallized magical pressure said, “This is just a very weak Power Leaf. Rangers who can create Power Leaves are all masters, but the problem is that this Power Leaf is very ordinary. I really can’t see what’s so special about it. Qin En, you asked us to gather together to help you identify this Power Leaf. Are you just toying with us?”

The second ranger master examined the Power Leaf in his hand and also shook his head, saying, “It looks very ordinary to me. It can only slightly enhance physique, but not by much. This thing, like the War Tree Sequence, can enhance an elf’s physique, but I think it’s far inferior to the War Tree Sequence of the Elf Empire. This thing isn’t very useful. If Qin En, you really want to use this thing against…” “Ancient Tree Sequence of the War of Resistance? I think you’re delusional. The fifteen ancient tree sequences of the Elven Empire, though ordinary and mediocre, are still troublesome.”

The third Ranger Master said, “I swear on my reputation, this is just an ordinary thing. Anyone who believes this is a fool. They’re mistaking a fish eye for a pearl.”

Master Qin reluctantly withdrew the Leaf of Power. He seemed hesitant as well, repeatedly asking the crowd, “Everyone, are you sure this Leaf of Power is just an ordinary thing?”

The Ranger Masters all nodded and said, “Yes, we are certain.”

Master Qin then looked at Locke’s avatar who walked in from outside and said to him, “You see, everyone says this is just an ordinary Leaf of Power.”

“It’s not that I don’t trust your statement.”

“It’s just that all the Ranger Masters believe this is just an ordinary Leaf of Power.”

“So how can this Leaf of Power be related to prosperity and evolution?”

Locke sighed. “This is a fake Forged Leaf.”

He stretched out his hand, and instantly the leaf vanished from the old elf Master Qin’en’s hand, landing in Locke’s. All the ranger masters sensed its extraordinary nature, for no elf could display magic before them unnoticed.

Locke said, “The problem isn’t the jade itself, but the fact that no one recognizes its power. So, my child, we’re back to that question: What is prosperity? What is evolution? If no one can recognize the power of something, does that mean it’s not prosperity, or not evolution?”

“If that’s the case, then who can define prosperity, and who can define evolution?”

At this moment, Edgar’s elven empire’s capital had emptied the world’s resources. Vast forests of magical plants appeared near his capital. While other parts of the Creation Lotus remained barren, this capital was lush and prosperous.

Meanwhile, Edgar the Elf Emperor looked at the Macedonian witch and said, “Lady Macedon, life without resources must be tough, right? Now I control almost all the world’s resources. You have no choice but to submit to me and enter my empire, just like Patrick and Ramses. They both thrived within my empire.”

The two women’s faces darkened.

Although their power systems were developing, the vitality within them, even the vitality of their ultimate magic, was flowing into the “Return to the Tree of All Things.”

In this world, if Edgar were in the wizarding world, his ultimate magic could directly control the ultimate magic of other wizards. Is this what they call the “False Forging Emperor”?

How domineering.

The wizard spectators in the arena, witnessing this scene, began to discuss amongst themselves. Edgar’s immense magic, still in a pseudo-forging state, was something they had never seen before.

They had never imagined that an immense spell could be performed in such a way.

A Star Ring wizard said, “So now it’s Edgar who has the advantage. I can’t believe that Lady Macedon of our Wizarding Lands has been driven to the brink of defeat without any chance of fighting back.”

A Moon Ring wizard said to the Star Ring wizard spectator, “The quality of this pseudo-forging is absolutely high. Although he hasn’t completed it yet, its scale and level are already evident. I’ve never seen such domineering pseudo-forging. Pseudo-forging—Emperor.”

Many wizards from the Rain Marshland were now somewhat discouraged.

“The Void Emperor, he’s using life magic, and still using breeding techniques. Plants can control life force, but the wizards of our Wizarding Lands never imagined that this could be done, even plundering the life force within someone else’s ultimate magic.” “

This is truly astounding. We’re so ignorant; only now, witnessing this wizard from the Cloud Marsh’s ultimate magic, the Void Emperor, do we realize the profound depth of botanical magic. It’s truly pathetic that so many of us couldn’t understand this ultimate magic.”

Three of the five judges, all third-ring wizarding academy deans from the Rain Marsh, were somewhat uneasy.

Dean Gray whispered a question to the dean of the Reptile Gardens.

“Can that Macedonian boy really solve our current predicament? This Void Emperor has dealt a huge blow to our breeders.”

The headmaster of the Reptile Garden laughed, “It’s been at least a century since anyone in the wizarding world has faked an Emperor. Although it’s an ancient fake forging technique, only a handful of wizards can actually do it; they are all exceptional individuals.

But I believe in that Macedonian boy.”

At this moment, within the Creation Lotus, Edgar’s wizarding army was pressing towards the central region, trying to force Locke to surrender to him.

The jungle is different from the Dharma Realm; it can be entered by sheer numbers.

At this moment, Edgar left three million troops stationed near the Rain Realm and gathered six million elven warriors to besiege the jungle.

Within the Creation Lotus world, Edgar, the Elven Emperor, directly used his numerical advantage, continuously ordering fifteen types of elven warriors to charge into the jungle, attempting to completely fill the area guarding the Rangers.

Edgar, the Elven Emperor, asked Patrick.

“Mr. Patrick, I’d like to know how many people live in this jungle?”

Patrick said, “About twenty million elves. And the wizard Locke Augustine is the only wizard among us who possesses the [Jungle]. The [Jungle] can multiply magical pressure. The magical pressure of the Star Ring is extremely large. Ordinary spell models and magical artifacts simply cannot multiply magical pressure, but the [Jungle] can.”

Edgar’s face turned ugly for a moment when he heard twenty million, and he raised his hand.

“There’s no need for you to emphasize Locke’s prowess. Locke and I are friends. I naturally know Locke’s true level. This is going to be a tough battle, so I’ve saved it for last. It’s just a pity I haven’t subdued the Macedonian witch yet.” “

Pass on my orders: elven knights lead the way, elven archers bring up the rear, and elven warriors advance. If there are labyrinths in the jungle, cut down the trees. If there are treants guarding the jungle, burn them down.”

“Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy. All resisters will be sold into slavery.”

“I want to annex the Ranger community.”

On the crystal wall system, Edgar’s true form looked at Locke’s true form and smiled, “Locke, you and I are good friends.

It’s just that you are my fellow traveler. So our friendship goes without saying.”

“I hope you don’t mind.”

Locke waved his hand. “It’s alright,”

Wizard Edgar said, seizing the opportunity. “Why don’t you submit to me? There’s still a resource for fake forging; if you don’t resist, I’ll give it to you.”

“We’ll fake forge together in this competition, and then we’ll fight to the death. Even if you lose, you’ve still forged and benefited,”

Locke laughed. “Edgar, I’ve never been an impatient person.”

“You know that.”

“I’ve never believed that whoever seizes resources first will gain any advantage. And I think resources can’t be monopolized. If your Elven Empire is willing to give some resources to my power system, that’s fine. But if you’re not willing to give up any resources, my Ranger system can operate on its own. I have enough Rangers and enough territory.”

Wizard Edgar shook his head. “Locke, right now, controlling all life is equivalent to controlling all resources.”

“You should admit that my Tree of All Things is far more powerful than the construction of your two great magic spells.”

Within the world of the Creation Lotus, Edgar the Elf Emperor suddenly received a message. In the underground world, the Zerg Swarm actually wanted to contribute a Void Forging Sequence to the Tree of Perfection and lead the Zerg Swarm to form a pact with the Empire, which is the Tree of Perfection. The Zerg Swarm also wanted to be crowned king.

“Hmm? The swarm is indeed gestating something underground, in some corner I haven’t found yet. But the problem is, all life has already been swallowed up by my Tree of All Things. My magic is complete, and the next step, the Great Magic of Pseudo-Forging, will be as natural as water flowing into a channel, and no one can stop it.”

“Even if the swarm wanted to nurture Pseudo-Forging and accumulate strength underground, the problem is that all life is in my hands. So the Mother of Insects had no choice. Without resources, even the swarm can’t turn the tide, so it offered its swarm’s sequence to me?”

Edgar became even more triumphant. He looked west and said to the Macedonian witch, “Macedonia, do you see? This is the consequence of resisting me. Even the Void Swarm has to actively seek to be crowned king by me because of a lack of resources. If I don’t crown it and don’t let it join the table of mainstream resource allocation, then even the swarm is useless.

My Tree of All Things is indeed perfect.”

“After witnessing that scene in the Blackwater World, I made up my mind to forge the Great Magic of the Void Emperor, to distribute life force, to regulate the world, so that all life force flows to the strong, and civilization will advance ever higher.”

After careful consideration and repeated deductions, the Elf Emperor Edgar finally decided to accept the swarm’s formal entry into the Empire’s map.

A leaf from the Perfect Tree drifted from Edgar’s hand to the ground.

“Sign the name of the Mother of Insects, form a pact with my ultimate magic, and become my king.”

The next moment, Edgar saw a leaf bearing the Mother of Insects’ name fly out of the ground again, heading towards the Tree of Perfection.

At this moment, the Tree of Perfection gained its fourth illusory forging sequence.

The overall magical pressure of the ultimate magic, “Return of All Things to the Tree,” grew increasingly powerful. With the submission of the insect swarm, almost all the life force of the world fell into his grasp; what remained was merely the power system of Locke and the Macedonian witch.

Edgar, the Elf Emperor, then asked Patrick,

“King Patrick, I ask you, how many elves are left in the Rain Realm? Are there still 100,000?”

King Patrick the Elf rolled his eyes speechlessly. He had no intention of descending to this world, but ever since Edgar attempted to forge the Void Emperor, he had forced them all here.

All the wizards were now bound by his immense magic,

except for Locke Augustine.

But seeing Edgar now gathering all his forces for a final battle with Locke, Locke’s power system would either be forced into the imperial system or be completely annihilated.

Since Edgar controlled all the resources, there seemed to be no other possibility. King Patrick the Elf said, “The elven population of the Rain Realm is now 500,000, right?”

Emperor Edgar the Elf looked at him in astonishment, his eyes filled with accusation.

“500,000 people? How is that possible? Patrick, you’re lying. Are your earth-refining warriors really reliable?”

At this moment, the generals in the elven army also showed strange looks.

They had sealed off the Rain Realm and restricted its resources, only to find that after doing so much, the Rain Realm’s population had not decreased but increased.

What was going on?

What exactly were they doing?

Edgar David’s true form, residing within the crystal wall system, looked at the Macedonian witch with a puzzled expression. “Are you performing magic? How did you conjure another two hundred thousand people? Your immense magic has been suppressed by me multiple times; it should be utterly vulnerable by now.”

The Macedonian witch, in turn, looked down at Edgar David.

“Edgar David, you’ve probably been playing too many low-level games. Haven’t you returned to the wizarding world in a long time? Have you wasted too much time colonizing the world?”

“You say you control all the resources. How laughable. Throughout the entire competition, you’ve been indulging in a beautiful fantasy.”

“You think you can control all life? How dare you ask me such a question.”

The Macedonian witch chanted a spell, and instantly, clusters of rain appeared in the sky above the entire Creation Lotus World. These dark, cloud-like rains descended upon the land of the Creation Lotus World, especially the barren inland regions.

The Macedonian witch said, “Locke understands this principle, and so do I. Only you don’t.”

“You say you control all the resources, as if the world’s resources are constant. That’s not something a truth-seeking wizard should say. The world’s pie is so big, and there are so many cakes that can be made. You say you can control all the resources? Edgar David, I can only say you’ve played too many low-level games.” “

I don’t know the situation with Locke, but he definitely has a way to fake forge without relying on worldly resources. As for me, I’ll conjure resources for you immediately.”

The Macedonian witch chanted a spell, and instantly, the entire world was enveloped in the rain of her life magic, Heavenly Craftsmanship.

Because of the existence of spiritual touch and spiritual breath, life magic and evocation magic are distinct; you can tell by whether spiritual touch or spiritual breath is used. Similarly, the characteristics of water magic differ greatly depending on whether it’s evocation magic or life magic.

The Macedonian witch chanted a spell, and half of the water in the sea of the Primordial Lotus evaporated, forming rain clouds.

Wizard Patrick looked at her curiously.

“Lady Macedon, why are you lowering your own magical pressure?”

he kindly advised, only to be glared at by the witch.

“You watch closely,” she said.

Rain poured down, especially in the central region. With a wave of her hand, many cabbages flew out from the rain realm, heading towards the central area. As the rain fell, these cabbage-like magical plants took root in those areas.

Simultaneously, the cabbages absorbed rainwater, storing moisture, and then transpiring it through their leaves, creating rain clouds inland.

Rivers appeared inland.

The assembled wizards were still wondering what the Macedonian witch was planning.

Edgar, however, seemed to realize something.

“Damn it.”

“There’s another trick up her sleeve.”

The Macedonian witch chanted a spell, and suddenly, groves of jungle sprouted along the riverbanks.

Originally, the Primordial Lotus World had inherent flaws, so only the coastal areas of the continent had lush vegetation. But now, the Macedonian witch used the Heavenly Rain Manipulation technique, combined with cabbage-like magical plants and other types of magical plants, to create an inland water cycle.

The depth of the water cycle is related to the amount of vegetation.

It was precisely because of the abundant vegetation that the inland areas had a water cycle; otherwise, they would be arid.

The Macedonian witch’s immense magic and Rain Realm established and optimized the entire world’s inland water cycle, causing the total magical pressure of the entire world to increase more than threefold out of thin air.

Edgar gritted his teeth.

In this way, his supposed control over the world’s resources became a joke.

And because the Heavenly Rain Manipulation technique had become part of the Primordial Lotus World’s water cycle, his Tree of All Things became even more difficult to control the world’s vitality.

His Perfect Tree trembled continuously.

If the swarm of insects hadn’t willingly surrendered, strengthening the “Return to the Tree of All Things” spell, his immense magic would likely have collapsed in that instant.

The wizard Edgar wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

“Lady Macedon, you’re ruthless,”

the Macedonian witch laughed. “It’s not over yet. I originally wanted to wait until the Rain Realm was more deeply developed before reconstructing the water cycle. But you’re too impatient, forcing everyone to be as eager as you. Even a half-finished product can bring you to a crushing defeat. Edgar, I want your empire to crumble. You’re taking up too much space.”

The Macedonian witch waved her hand, and instantly her rain-summoners stood in the Rain Realm, holding rain-bringing cabbages, dancing a ritual dance.

The wizard Edgar immediately looked at the thin mist beneath the crystal wall system of the Creation Lotus—the elemental mist.

Locke explained, “I see. Originally, in the Creation Lotus World, matter in the sky couldn’t easily interact with matter on the ground. You need to have the rain masters raise the rain clouds to the position of these elemental mists, and then let it rain, allowing the resources in this space to interact with the resources of the earth. This way, the resources of the entire world should double again.”

“Edgar,” the Macedonian witch said, “I’ve wanted to tell you this for a long time. Resources can’t be monopolized. If others monopolize them, then we’ll just create more resources. Edgar, using resource monopolies to distribute resources and force us might be effective for other civilizations, but it’s useless against wizards.”

“We’ll create resources if we want to,”

the Macedonian witch declared. “At this moment, my Rain Realm has become the central hub connecting heaven and earth, and my rain has become a vertical celestial river. I will forge the Celestial River here.”

At this moment, the magical pressure of the Creation Lotus World doubled again, but it was clear that the Macedonian witch hadn’t originally planned to perform the fake forging so quickly; she hadn’t finished it yet, only being forced into it by Edgar.

Therefore, she was still far from being able to forge the Great Magic – Heavenly River.

Locke said, “Then my Ranger will also perform fake forging.”

“I will attempt to perform fake forging my Evolution Moon.”

At this moment, the magical pressure of the entire world actually increased again.

The wizard spectators outside the competition were stunned. They hadn’t expected Locke and the Macedonian witch to conjure resources from various gaps, making the “Return of All Things to the Tree” seem ridiculous.

But the Macedonian witch used a method connecting heaven and earth, earth and sea, a trinity, to obtain resources from the sea and sky.

Where else could Locke get them?

At this moment, the underground world belonged to the insectoids, the sky and sea belonged to the Macedonian witch, and the earth belonged to Edgar.

So where else could he get resources?

At this moment, the wizard Ramses was somewhat regretful; he shouldn’t have surrendered so rashly.

If he had known this would happen, he would have held out a little longer.

Patrick regretted it too. He hadn’t expected Edgar to be such a paper tiger. “

I really miscalculated!

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