Chapter 1138

Chapter 1115: Those who cultivate magical plants and jungles, and those who pursue form, cannot enter my school!

With the death of the last ruler of the entire world’s elves, the world descended into chaos.

Summer was no longer long, winter took its place, and the world’s resources dwindled. But the most terrifying thing at this time was that the imitations of the Great Magic Tree of Prosperity required individuals to constantly change and improve, but while external resources were decreasing, the demands for their progress did not diminish in the slightest. This led the various Trees of Prosperity to begin punishing certain elves, forcing them to abide by their contracts with the Tree of Prosperity.

In a deserted elven city, a level 5 elven swordsman looked in horror at the maddened Tree of Prosperity, the “Tree Man.” The Tree of Prosperity, because so many elves in the world had violated its demands, had directly transformed into a Tree Man, driven by the Ranger’s magic, demanding that others improve and change themselves.

The “Tree of Prosperity,” a treant, pointed at the elven swordsman and said, “Will you change?”

Before the swordsman could react, the treant’s enormous hand slammed towards him.

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The “Tree of Prosperity,” transformed into a demonic tree, was now hunting down and forcing all elves.

Meanwhile, in another small town, an elven swordsman personally killed an old elf. He saw a massive tree shadow appear behind him—a crooked tree with a rusty iron chain bound to its branches, seemingly left by an elf attempting to restrain the “Tree of Prosperity.”

The treant looked at the elven swordsman who had killed the old elf. Knowing he had violated the laws of the empire, the swordsman released his elven longsword, which fell to the ground with a crisp sound. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I—”

“I was just pushed to the limit by you, I wanted to steal a magical herb—

the Tree of Prosperity.” The treant bent down, extended its branch, and touched the swordsman’s arm with it. A bolt of lightning struck him, and the elven swordsman immediately felt his strength increase slightly.

The elven swordsman recovered from his shock, the confusion in his eyes vanished instantly, and then his face lit up with ecstatic joy.

“The Tree of Prosperity,” the treant said, “Well done. Killing weak elves and strengthening powerful elves like you is the very essence of prosperity.”

“Elven swordsman, go and kill more elves weaker than you! By killing them, you are helping this world, making all the weak and pitiful creatures disappear—”

The elven swordsman’s face lit up with ecstatic joy. He bent down, picked up his sword, and ran off to hunt other elves. “Today I will become a level 6 magic swordsman!”

The other elves who heard this raised their weapons and began attacking the street vendors, their eyes filled with madness and greed.

In an instant, this was happening all over the world; these people had gone mad in their pursuit of power.

At the same time, many regions on earth were suffering from drought, floods, or forests and rice paddies sprouting poisonous fruit. This led to natural disasters, and elves died one after another in these calamities. The survivors frantically fled towards the still-intact areas, but these elves quickly discovered that the “Tree of Prosperity” could extract the life force of the weak and amplify it, so they too joined this bloody game.

In an instant, the entire world was devoid of any law.

The world descended into utter chaos and madness.

Edgar and the Macedonian witches, locked in battle in the skies, both realized that these madmen, part of their power system, had infused their immense magic with the decay of the apocalypse. Many of the Rain Witches’ magical circuits malfunctioned, and much of the Tree of All Things spell was rendered unusable.

Edgar clutched his chest. He sat atop the Ancient Knight Tree Entity, using it as a means of escape. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, his magical pressure plummeted, and the Star Ring and Moon Orb around his body vibrated violently. Clutching his heart, he thought, “Damn it. The Tree of All Things has also been corrupted by the aura of the apocalypse. The toxins from the fruits of the Poisonous Forest are collectively poisoning me!”

He felt a whooshing sound behind him and leaped forward, landing atop the canopy of an Ancient Horned Eagle Tree Entity. This was his most powerful flying magical plant. The tree’s branches converged to form a pair of wings, its roots stunted and shortened. Thus, the Ancient Horned Eagle Tree Entity soared through the sky like a giant magical beast. Upon closer inspection, one could see that the horned eagle wings were simply branches of a banyan tree.

It was a banyan tree.

The horned eagle’s feathers were banyan leaves.

Edgar, riding on the canopy of the Ancient Horned Eagle Tree Tree, looked back and saw that his Ancient Knight Tree had been split in two by a spatial rift.

“Such powerful magic. The White Emperor’s Sword has become even more formidable.”

The Macedonian witch sneered. With a wave of her hand, her spiritual energy shifted and transformed into endless vortexes of water in the air. The white ripples swept towards Edgar, within which were many tiny white cabbages, each about the size of a thumb. These miniature white jade cabbages were an important part of the Heavenly River.

However, the Macedonian witch let out a muffled groan, and the water flowing towards Edgar suddenly collapsed.

“Damn it. It’s the aura of doomsday.”

The Macedonian witch’s expression changed. “The aura of doomsday is invading my ultimate magic. My Rain Witch’s Head has been severely disrupted, like a river with many dry and dried-up sections. The flow of my Rain Witch’s Head – Ultimate Magic has weakened.”

“I must suppress the apocalypse as soon as possible, at least until I annex Edgar’s resources.”

The Macedonian witch pondered. “The Rain Witch Chief can indirectly control rain through the cabbage-like magical plant community, thereby indirectly controlling the flow of spiritual energy throughout the world. At this moment, I can feel the world’s overall spiritual energy declining rapidly. The population is decreasing, resources are dwindling, the magical tide concentration gradient is decreasing, magical plants are dying, the atmosphere is escaping, seawater is evaporating, and the land is barren from plant growth.”

“I’ve already made the necessary arrangements.”

At this time, taking advantage of Edgar’s inability to manage the land, the celestial rain-summoners collectively entered the earth and located the previously designated mineral areas. Through magic, they set up small magical arrays on the mineral surfaces. Millions of rain-summoners manually extracted moisture from the minerals, providing it to the cabbage-like magical plants growing on the earth and in the celestial realm, forcibly prolonging their lives and at least maintaining the Rain Witch Chief’s framework.

Then, the Macedonian witch proactively adjusted the Rain Witch Chief’s magical framework, the idea being to cut costs; everyone tightened their belts.

She mobilized immense magic to regulate the life force of the entire world. Starting with the spiritual energy, she addressed the apocalypse, witnessing the annihilation of all laws and the continuous decline of spiritual energy. While the population hadn’t decreased significantly yet, a third of the spiritual energy had already vanished, and it was

still declining dramatically .

Therefore, she needed to adjust the spiritual energy, concentrating it in densely populated areas. However, this meant many regions of the world would fall into a state of spiritual depletion.

As she used magic, 98 types of cabbage-like magical plants in the Milky Way began to form a water cycle, continuously exerting their magical effects. This caused clouds to gather towards certain regions, where they continued to enjoy favorable weather and normal ecosystems, while other regions rapidly became arid.

The Rain Witch’s control of the Milky Way’s channels, prepared for the end times, was something she had been preparing for thousands of years.

As she adjusted the channels and distributed rainfall, the rate of spiritual energy decline slowed noticeably, and the operation of the immense magic, Rain Witch’s Master, resumed.

Meanwhile, Edgar, perched atop the canopy of the ancient hawk-tree-tree-man, was preparing for the apocalypse through a method rooted in spiritual energy. He sensed the world’s total spiritual energy diminishing; spiritual energy, the lifeblood of the world, meant a decrease in opportunities, fortune, and the total number of lives.

Therefore, his temporary solution was to seize the life force of surplus elves to replenish the life force of ordinary elves.

At this moment, Edgar chanted a spell, and as it finished, a green light appeared in the sky, spreading across the entire world. “Of all things in the world, plants are supreme; plants are the head of all things; and trees are the head of all plants.” This

was a lunar ring spell model he had created in this world, integrating his past knowledge—the [Spell of Collective Wisdom Enlightenment], also known as the [Spell of Green Seas of Mountains]!

Instantly, ancient trees and ordinary tree-people were awakened. These tree-people beneath the Tree of All Things began hunting down elven professionals of level 15 and above, aiming to reclaim their spiritual energy and then disperse it across the earth, directly back to the most basic layer of the Tree of All Things—the commoners of the Elven Empire.

In other words, his way of dealing with the apocalypse was to directly seize resources from the wealthy and distribute them to all ordinary elves.

Edgar pondered, “The Tree of All Things needs a certain number of elves to maintain itself. If only the strong remain, my Tree of All Things will collapse instantly and will be unable to withstand the invasion of the apocalyptic aura. My Tree of All Things structure is looser than that of the Rain Witch Chief, so the apocalyptic aura will have a more severe impact on me.”

Edgar looked at his entire left hand and found it almost zombie-like. This was because the apocalyptic aura had indirectly contaminated his body by polluting the Tree of All Things. It might have instantly invaded most of his body, but he had temporarily contained it thanks to his prior preparations.

On the primordial lotus land, a dragon knight who had just killed many elven professionals rode atop a colossal dragon. He was a level 15 professional in this world, laughing heartily as he stood atop the bone-corroding dragon.

“This world is truly wonderful! My power is growing so fast in this world. The Tree of Prosperity constantly spurs me on, making me stronger every day, and I also have ways to rapidly increase my power.”

He manipulated the massive bone-corroding dragon, addressing the elves of the entire elven town: “This place belongs to me. From now on, this is my territory. If you want my protection, you must give me gold and silver treasures every day. I am now the lord here—”

Behind him appeared a massive tree shadow—the Shadow Assassin Ancient Tree. Its true form was actually a locust tree propagated from a branch of an ancient tree of life using a cutting method. This locust tree’s bark possessed multiple energy-locking structures, and the over thirty-meter-tall tree-man could become invisible, disappear into shadows, and traverse space. Suddenly, this tree-man appeared behind the elven professional and then slammed down on him.

In an instant, the elf and his dragon died.

The remaining elven civilians watched in horror.

They didn’t know that this Ancient Shadow Assassin Tree was one of the oldest trees on earth, and also one of the most powerful, possessing magical pressure at the limit of the Star Ring.

This Ancient Shadow Assassin Tree—the Treant—scanned the elves in the town, slowly turned around, magical energy surging on its bark, and then disappeared into the night.

The dead elf and his dragon were instantly covered by the tree roots underground, which forcibly absorbed their spiritual energy.

In the sky, Edgar felt the air become humid. In an instant, the Macedonian witch’s rain magic arrived. “Today, no matter what, I will kill you.” “

And begin to implement my solution plan. This is the second thing I’ve done in over two thousand years. I’ve cultivated a Moon Ring representative magical plant!”

Edgar stood on the ancient hawk-tree, a look of astonishment on his face. He had never expected the Macedonian witch to accomplish such a thing in this Creation Lotus world. The reason was simple: most of the world’s emerald spirit ore resources had been consumed by Locke beforehand. Logically speaking, this world shouldn’t have enough resources.

The only explanation was that the Macedonian witch had stored a sufficient amount of spirit ore resources in her astral ring before entering this competition.

However, this wasn’t exactly cheating, because compared to the apocalypse, the limited resources the astral ring could carry were utterly inadequate. Carrying more spirit ore was like trying to extinguish a forest fire with water from a toothbrush cup – utterly ridiculous and powerless.

Edgar gritted his teeth, chanted a spell, and accelerated the treant beneath his feet.

But the Macedonian witch flipped her right hand, and a palm-sized world – Venus – Garden Cave appeared in her palm. The next moment, this palm-sized world shattered, its Venus-corresponding location instantly cracking open. Then, fragments flew everywhere like meteors and fire, causing the entire palm-sized world’s star system to collide wildly.

The wizard Edgar turned around and saw a Celestial Cabbage fly out of the Venus Cave, carrying a magical pressure at the level of a moon ring. The Celestial Cabbage resembled a star in the sky, releasing a cool starlight. This starlight converged and cast a massive pillar of starlight towards Edgar. The elves of this world could only see what appeared to be an exceptionally bright star in the sky.

Edgar chanted a spell, and instantly the Gryphon Tree treant flipped over, pointing its other canopy towards the starlight. Edgar himself took out an Ancient Fortress Tree treant from his Astral Ring. This Fortress Tree treant was a soapberry tree, its branches and trunk covered with sharp, mountain-shaped thorns. Its trunk was straight, and its branches were layered, resembling a fortress. Edgar glanced back at his Ancient Gryphon Tree and saw that the banyan tree had been completely shattered, with countless leaves and branches falling in all directions.

“It’s actually a real Moon Ring Magical Plant, and it was able to destroy my Ancient Tree of the Hippogryph and Treant in one blow. I believe it truly possesses the power of a representative magical plant.”

The Moon Ring-level Celestial Protector Magical Plant released a cool starlight in the sky. As Macedon raised his index and middle fingers and chanted a spell, a beam of starlight continued to fall towards him.

Edgar immediately broke out in a sweat. “This witch, she’s really determined to kill me.”

At this moment, the wizarding audience in the Rain Marshland suddenly realized that on the root realm composed of many magical plants of the same genus in the wizarding world, there were a total of one hundred kinds of Brassica magical plants, including magical plants related to cabbage, as well as magical plants related to rapeseed, kale, and mustard greens.

The Brassica genus has always been a highly competitive genus for magical plants. This is because it has produced numerous classic magical plants, and countless wizards study it. Therefore, any wizard daring to compete for the top spot in this genus is a true champion of competition, as even geniuses struggle to secure such a position.

It’s quite possible that you might cultivate a magical plant today that could rival the Cabbage genus for the top spot, only to have it snatched away by another team tomorrow.

Thus, competition is inevitable.

Much of the work is repetitive, so it’s entirely possible to artificially increase the workload, buying time for genius wizards to accelerate the cultivation of new varieties.

So when the Macedonian witch announced she would cultivate a representative magical plant related to cabbage in the competition, most of the wizarding audience were astonished. Generally, a wizard takes twenty to thirty years to become a Moon Ring Wizard before they even begin, and have the opportunity to strive for, a representative Moon Ring magical plant. Even then, they would actively avoid the most competitive major genera. Yet the Macedonian witch was going to cultivate a representative magical plant within the Brassica genus right off the bat!

This was truly astonishing.

Could she really do it?

No, many wizarding audience members, after witnessing the power of the Heavenly Royal Cabbage, immediately observed the changes in the Brassica genus’s root realm. They discovered that the Heavenly Royal Cabbage had indeed appeared at the very bottom of the root realm, in the 100th position.

This meant that the Moon Ring-level Heavenly Royal Cabbage cultivated by the Macedonian witch seemed to have truly ranked 100th in the Brassica genus’s root realm immediately upon its creation.

How did she do it?

An elderly Moon Ring Wizarding Academy headmaster stood up and said, “Has the gap between our lower-ranked wizarding academies and the top ten wizarding academies in this wizarding land become so vast? A witch who has just become a Moon Ring Wizard can immediately compete for the representative species of the Brassica genus.”

“This—I don’t even know how she did it?”

“This is the top wizarding genius of our Rain Swamp Land, truly admirable.”

The Star Ring Wizards and Moon Ring Wizards also sighed repeatedly, expressing their admiration.

An old wizard with the ultimate Moon Ring magic pressure, after observing for a while, suddenly spoke up: “Faced with the Macedonian witch who possesses a representative species, Wizard Edgar will have no ability to resist. Having a representative species magic plant is an extremely significant advantage. Root realms of the same species will compete based on the magic pressure of that species and its overall level within the root realms created by fourth-ring wizards; only the strongest will win. In other words, a Moon Ring wizard with a representative species is like wielding a divine weapon, while if the opponent only has ordinary Moon Ring magic plants, it will be a completely unequal battle.” “

No matter how powerful the spells her enemy possesses, it will be difficult to offset the advantage of a representative species magic plant.”

“Unless Wizard Edgar possesses some extremely high-level Moon Ring spell model—the kind that can win important competition awards—he will find it difficult to negate this advantage. Unfortunately, he is also a newly appointed Moon Ring wizard; he doesn’t have one. Therefore, his elimination is almost only a matter of time.”

“Of course, Edgar has performed exceptionally well. He used over a dozen ancient trees in succession, demonstrating an extraordinary level of expertise in cultivating magical tree plants and an astounding number of types he can cultivate. Few wizards can master the cultivation and use of so many types of magical tree plants; no wonder he proclaims trees the king of all plants,”

a friend of his, also a Moon Ring wizard, enthusiastically discussed. “Cultivating a representative magical plant must consume a lot of resources and manpower. Many tasks are time-sensitive, designed to be completed before other teams. These tasks don’t depend on your talent, but on your resources and the number of people you have.” “

Therefore, cultivating a representative magical plant usually requires a large team, many ‘green leaves’ willing to complement a flower. Wizards who can lead such projects almost certainly possess strength and talent surpassing ordinary wizards. Otherwise, why would formal wizards willingly become the ‘green leaves’ supporting the flower?”

“I’m still very curious about how she managed to complete a project of this caliber during a time of scarcity. Such experience, if listed on a resume, would definitely attract a lot of attention.”

On the judging panel, Lady Six-Eyed Raven looked displeased at the vice-director of the Reptile Garden and asked, “Did you already know the Macedonian witch could cultivate a representative species in this competition? I see you’re not surprised at all.”

The third-ring wizards also looked at him with astonishment.

The vice-director of the Reptile Garden smirked.

“The team… well, those rain-worshippers were actually quite well-trained, even more so than the natives under the power systems of ordinary wizards. Of course, these people alone are far from enough. But Macedon is my daughter, and a researcher at the Ancient Bloodline Factor Research Institute. She has a lot of team resources accumulated over the years, which she has already converted into data in her hands.”

“She has always been a very forward-thinking child.”

“So, even when she was a Star Ring Wizard, she was already accumulating research topics for applying for the Third Ring Project. Even when she was a Second Ring Wizard, she was already thinking about how to cultivate a representative species of cabbage-type magical plants. Now, she has transformed her past accumulation and made a name for herself. It’s definitely not because of a little last-minute

cramming in the competition, but because of the results of her life’s accumulation.” “Lady Six-Eyed Raven, as far as I know, Wizard Edgar is also an excellent wizard. But unfortunately, his background is too poor; he’s not from a high-level wizarding land. So his early accumulation must have been somewhat lacking. On the surface, this doesn’t seem like a big deal, but in such a fiercely competitive competition, what matters is comprehensive talent, and what he accumulated in the past is obviously not enough.”

“The so-called foundation refers to the knowledge you accumulate in your youth that doesn’t seem to have any immediate use, right?”

“That’s why people should read widely when they are young, and when they grow up and truly devote themselves to a certain industry, they should be single-minded.”

Lady Six-Eyed Raven frowned as she saw Edgar in a completely disadvantageous position.

Within the world of the Primordial Lotus, the Macedonian witch, wielding the Three Thousand Heavenly Cabbage, chanted incantations. Beams of starlight descended from the sky, attacking Edgar. In an instant, the soapberry tree of the Fortress Treant was destroyed. However, the moment the soapberry tree was destroyed, countless thorns attacked the Macedonian witch.

With a wave of her hand, a water mirror appeared above the Three Thousand Heavenly Cabbage, swallowing the thorns. Then, with another wave, the thorns attacked Edgar.

“Edgar, your magic is interesting. But that’s about it, just interesting.”

“You do utilize the characteristics of different tree-type magical plants very well, but none of them are a match for the representative magical plant. You should also feel the difference between the representative magical plant and the trees you’ve cultivated, right? One is in the heavens, the other is on the

earth.”

“At this moment, only I possess the representative magical plant!”

Edgar chanted the spell, hiding in the canopy of the Beastmaster Ancient Tree. The Beastmaster Ancient Tree was a jujube tree, its trunk cracked, its bark dark red and fissured, majestic like a huge beast. He hid in the canopy to use the jujube branches to protect himself; the jujube branches of the Beastmaster Ancient Tree could kill him three times over.

“Is that the magical pressure of the representative species?” Edgar looked up at the Macedonian witch holding the Heavenly Cabbage. He felt an immense magical pressure, of incredibly high quality. The cabbage-like magical plant seemed to carry an irresistible force, relentlessly pressing down on him like a mountain’s water. He felt as if he were facing a towering mountain, a vast ocean, while his other tree-like magical plants seemed like mere games in comparison.

“So this is what it feels like to face the miracle of magical plants: the representative species magical plant.”

“Throughout history, countless breeders have poured their hearts and souls into cultivating representative species magical plants, countless people have returned disappointed, and countless others have wept with joy. The representative species magical plant is indeed special. Facing ordinary moon-ring magical plants, it’s like a domineering force, its powerful magical pressure and invincible posture relentlessly crushing towards the ordinary magical plants.”

As a starlight fell, Edgar noticed the jujube hanging down again.

Edgar gritted his teeth. “No. I’ve used twenty ancient trees in a row, and those twenty are the limit of my current breeding skills. I’ve used twenty different ancient trees in succession, and I’ve reached my limit.”

The Macedonian witch, dressed in a celestial cabbage robe, appeared before Edgar. “You say trees are the kings of plants? That’s a biased view. I say, cabbage is the king of winter plants!”

A celestial cabbage descended from the sky.

Edgar’s pupils suddenly contracted, because he felt a powerful magical pressure descending. At the same time, the Rain Witch’s leader was trying to devour his Tree of All Things, making the Rain Witch’s leader even more complete.

The Rain Witch’s leader and the Tree of All Things were not just fighting over the Dao, but because their paths were completely opposite, the existence of the other would affect their own incompleteness.

The Rain Witch’s leader wanted to connect the three realms and control the flow of spiritual energy, while the Tree of All Things wanted to gather all spiritual energy into it. Since these two extremely powerful magics were in the same world, neither could use their full power, and both were hindering each other. Therefore, Macedonian believed that Edgar was simply a wizard invited by Locke to restrict her out of thin air.

In Edgar’s eyes, the Macedonian witch had always been a hindrance; without her, he might not have been able to win the match like this.

Perhaps he could have easily defeated the other wizards earlier.

At this moment, their struggle reached its climax. At the brink of the apocalypse, Macedonian was eager to drive Edgar, the one who had limited her power, out of the fray.

A beam of starlight from a magical cabbage plant fell towards Edgar, and at that moment, Locke seemed to appear before Macedonian and Edgar.

The Macedonian witch’s pupils suddenly contracted.

She saw the starlight from the Heavenly Cabbage collide with a great magical sword, a tiger orchid, a dragon sparrow, and a hollyhock.

The magical pressure from both sides collided, forming streaks of black magical lightning that shot out in all directions.

The Macedonian witch thought to herself, “Locke’s true form is still in my Rain Realm, I wonder what he’s doing. Is this Locke’s true form? No, this is his jungle.” At this

moment, the jungle formed by the two Star Ring Magic Plants, Fangtian Huatong and Da Mojian Hulan Longque, was actually evenly matched with the representative Magic Plant. Locke didn’t take the initiative to attack, but instead projected a squad of jungle plants towards them.

Edgar’s eyes flickered. The reason he didn’t use the power of the Ark to fight the Macedonian Witch to the death was because he believed he was no match for her. However, there was still a way to turn the tide: if he died, the Macedonian Witch would become her complete form.

Locke, for his own benefit, absolutely couldn’t let him lose.

Therefore, he didn’t need to use a mutually destructive method.

If the Macedonian Witch wanted to eliminate him, she would need to consider the interests of Locke and the other wizards. Even if only the three of them were Moon Ring Wizards now, Locke would still intervene to protect him if necessary.

Of course, he also knew that if he gained the upper hand in the fight against the Macedonian Witch, Locke might also intervene to deal with him.

For Locke, his interest lay in maintaining a balance of power with the Macedonian witch, while both Macedonia and he were searching for Locke’s weaknesses. However, neither had discovered any particularly significant plans by the other. Even with the dispatch of spies, the problem was that the Fake Forger was a master craftsman; if these spies were elite, they would also be using Fake Forgery, rendering it meaningless.

The Macedonian witch frowned. She chanted a spell, and the Heavenly Cabbage continuously unleashed its power, sending down beams of starlight. Simultaneously, a three-eyed tiger-eyed cat appeared from behind the jungle. This was a magical creature created by Locke using a reverse potion technique after taking Nero’s potion. This three-eyed tiger-eyed cat, carrying jungle in its mouth, fought the starlight falling from the Heavenly Cabbage to a standstill.

The Macedonian witch gritted her teeth. “It’s the unique magical pressure amplification effect of the jungle. This effect also applies to Moon Ring Wizards—that is, a 1.2x increase in magical pressure. I just became a Moon Ring Wizard, and right now I’m at a complete disadvantage in terms of magical pressure against this Locke clone. This is enough to negate my advantage of wielding the Moon Ring’s representative species.

Amplified magical pressure is a unique advantage of the jungle, and I’ve been so busy for so long, I haven’t had the time or resources to cultivate the jungle—”

“My past efforts haven’t focused on the jungle direction either.”

The Jungle and the Representative Species are what a Moon Ring Breeder pursues, and when the two clash, they are evenly matched!

The Macedonian Witch suddenly curled her lips into a smile. “But this suits me perfectly. Locke, let’s fight again. I was very dissatisfied with the result of our last encounter. Since I dared to make a move, I must be confident of victory. I anticipated your move.”

“After all, I didn’t just find out you had the Jungle.”

The Macedonian Witch removed a section of the Milky Way hairpin from her head, which had transformed into a galaxy, and threw it. Instantly, the Milky Way swelled wildly—this was the spiritual energy she had stored for over two thousand years. Now, the spiritual energy converged, and rain swept towards the Celestial Cabbage. She intended to cultivate this Celestial Cabbage to advance its mystical meaning!

In this way, this Moon Ring Representative Species would possess advanced mystical meaning, its power surpassing its former glory.

Locke’s Jungle would then be unable to stop her.

Holding such magical plants, even if the person who came to stop her was just an avatar of Locke, or even if all of Locke’s avatars and his true form were combined, she wouldn’t be a match for her wielding the jungle. Moreover, the jungle created by Locke’s second magical model was no longer usable. Because of the apocalypse, he had previously tried to suppress it with the Four Symbols

Cycle of Guardian Qi, but the four magical plants were now suppressed by the apocalyptic energy. Therefore, the second jungle was essentially unusable. The Macedonian witch’s eyes were filled with a thirst for victory. At this moment, a vortex of rain clouds appeared on the lotus leaves of the Creation Lotus, and a large amount of spiritual energy converged towards her Heavenly Royal Cabbage, which was as if it were located at the eye of a storm.

Edgar looked at the Macedonian witch in surprise. “You want to go against the grain in this age of Dharma decline, cultivating advanced mystical meanings?”

The Macedonian witch curled her lips. “This is a crucial step in my plan. If you have the ability, you can try to stop me.”

Edgar remained silent.

At this moment, the Macedonian witch continuously used her hands to outline the spell model, pushing the rain cultivation method to its limit, making every drop of spiritual energy flow according to her will.

The audience in the Rain Marsh was in an uproar. They had previously thought that the Macedonian witch was already quite excellent and powerful enough to cultivate a representative species of the Moon Ring before the arrival of the end times, but they did not expect that the Macedonian witch’s thoughts were not only about creating a representative species, but also about endowing this representative species with advanced mystical meaning.

An old Moon Ring wizard trembled. “I understand.”

“Her Rain Witch’s Head indirectly controls the flow of spiritual energy through the water cycle. The real power of the Rain Water Cultivation Method lies in cultivating mystical meanings. Aren’t the mystical meanings of magical plants also specific flows of spiritual energy? My God, so of course she has the ability to imbue magical plants with advanced mystical meanings. Once she completes the Rain Witch’s Head, she’ll be very close to possessing this ability.” “

Her ultimate magic is based on the Rain Water Cultivation Method. I’m only just realizing that its most powerful aspect is cultivating mystical meanings.”

“Edgar—he’s finished.”

At this moment, the wizard audience finally understood.

The wizards on the judges’ panel also looked up.

In the World of the Creation Lotus, the Macedonian witch curled her lips. She saw Edgar quickly looking for an opportunity to escape, but she didn’t chase after him because she had already placed a tracking spell on him. The moment she completed the cultivation, he would truly be finished.

And now she was waiting for Locke to see if he would make a move.

She had set a trap nearby; if Locke approached, her most elite rain spirits, lying in ambush, would strike.

This was to avenge Locke’s previous defeat at her hands.

She was now more than capable of dealing with Edgar and could set traps to deal with Locke.

But the next moment, the Macedonian witch’s expression suddenly changed.

“Hmm? Locke, what are you doing? Your purpose in entering my Rain Realm is this—”

“You all return to the Rain Realm quickly, monitor that man, and remember, you must not confront him directly.”

The Macedonian witch immediately ordered her three thousand rain spirits to abandon their ambush, reveal themselves in the rain, and rush towards the Rain Realm.

For the moment, she temporarily forgot about dealing with Edgar, because Locke had already—hit her immense magical core.

In the Rain Realm, Locke’s avatar, transformed into an ordinary elf, stood smiling. He looked at the sixteen Rain Masters, their star-rings radiating ultimate magical pressure, and said, “Today I have come to become their disciple, wishing to learn the art of Rain Mastership and to witness the structure of the ultimate magic, the Head of the Rain Witches. I have heard that the requirements for becoming a Rain Master are extremely strict, with twelve trials alone, and that one’s identity and qualifications must be verified before joining; only those of illustrious reputation and profound knowledge are permitted entry.” “

Even after entering, there will be numerous examinations. I wonder why these sixteen Rain Master masters have allowed me to directly obtain the highest authority and enter the core of the Head of the Rain Witches to study.”

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sixteen rain-summoners each spoke: “In the past, after the rain, the head of the Rain Witches clearly stated that anyone could come to learn, as long as they could learn it. However, there are too many people in this world who are illusory and greedy for beautiful forms. They saw the Rain Witches and the most profound magic of us rain-summoners and became greedy, coming to learn. Therefore, we set up so many tests to screen them one by one. Later, because these people became more and more numerous and the world became more and more corrupt, we established that only those with illustrious reputations and extensive knowledge could enter.

“Later, based on the minor reforms of Locke Augustine, we established three assessments a year for our students. This was the only way to barely restrain them and prevent them from going astray. It doesn’t matter if they don’t understand our magic; the real problem is their nonsense.”

“We know that those who are illusory, because they don’t understand things themselves, see everything as the same, but they think those things are praised by the world. So even if they don’t understand, they will pretend to understand and try to learn, while regarding truly good things that no one pays attention to, they regard them as worthless.”

“Know that for those who are seemingly knowledgeable but actually deceitful, a ring and a spring are no different; they are both circles,”

an old rain master said, pointing to Locke. “These things are all external forms. We’ve heard the Rain Queen say that if someone is truly powerful enough, we can sense them without them needing to test them. We’ve seen very few such people throughout history; you are the first to give us this feeling. Our methods are right here; you can learn them.”

Another old rain master said, “Actually, it’s not just for people like you; even for those who want to study seriously, if there aren’t so many seemingly knowledgeable but actually deceitful people, there aren’t so many tests. Most of these tests are just to stop those who are seemingly knowledgeable but actually deceitful; they have no real meaning. It’s just that they’re used so often that some people think they have meaning, but they don’t really.”

On the other side, the Macedonian witch had no interest in cultivating mystical meaning; she looked towards the center of the rain realm.

“Locke, are you insane? You’re a master breeder, why are you becoming my apprentice? Oh no, Locke’s actions are unpredictable. I’m worried he might enter the core of my Rain Realm to plunder my spiritual energy, or even plant his magical plants within my inner workings.” “

He’s found a quick way to enter the core of my Rain Realm without any hindrance—to study. Is he genuinely seeking knowledge, or is he trying to enter the innermost core of my immense magic?”

“Locke, you cunning fox!”