Chapter 1139

Chapter 1116 Locke: Let me grant the wishes of all the contestants!

At the core of the Rain Realm, Locke, exploiting a loophole in the Rain Master’s defenses, entered the very heart of the Celestial Realm. Here, ten cabbages floated on the surface of the Milky Way, rising and falling.

Locke stepped onto one cabbage, then walked to the central cabbage-like magical plant. From this vantage point, he could finally see the scene the Macedonian witch usually witnessed.

The entire Primordial Lotus Land lay at the heart of this world, and this massive water cycle of the Three Realms flowed not only from the land, sky, and oceans, and all the rivers, but also from the leaves of the Chaos Lotus, the magical plant itself.

Each of the sixteen petals of the Chaos Lotus contained a drop of water, which, as it dripped, transformed into water vapor, then into clouds, and finally into the earth.

However, as time passed, the water droplets on the leaves were dwindling, causing a serious problem with the water cycle.

All the rivers and streams of the world were displayed before him, as if in a three-dimensional universe.

“So that’s how the Macedonian witch sees the world. In her eyes, beyond the sky, the earth, and the sea, there’s another dimension: rivers. These rivers are like an alternate world, connecting the sky, the earth, the sea, and even underground.”

Locke sat on the cabbage, overjoyed. He had found a flaw in the Macedonian witch’s ultimate magic: the Rainmaker system absorbed students, drawing them into the core of ultimate magic to observe the changes in the three thousand raindrops and the rivers of the world, thus learning the Macedonian witch’s magic. This presented Locke with an opportunity.

Locke tried to understand her magic through her perspective, and by reading her three thousand raindrops, he saw her three thousand basic second-circle spell models. The depth of her accumulation surpassed even his own and Edgar’s in terms of magical foundation. If he hadn’t fought them for thousands of years, he wouldn’t have discovered such a significant weakness in the Macedonian witch’s ultimate magic.

The Macedonian witch, who was conducting a rain-cultivation ritual in the distance, narrowed her eyes. When she was hunting Edgar, she had set traps at every turn, aiming to eliminate her opponent before the apocalypse truly arrived, so she could focus on solving the creation problem. She believed she had a high chance of solving it herself; after all, with so many powerful wizards simultaneously unleashing their magic on this land, it meant that if she manipulated it carefully, she would be able to solve the problem more easily than the Star Ring Breeders who had previously attempted to solve it.

However, she hadn’t expected Locke to not come to help Edgar, but instead go directly to the core of the Rain Realm.

The Macedonian witch’s face showed surprise; her expression changed several times, but she still lowered her head and curled the corners of her lips.

“Lock, you’ve delivered yourself to my doorstep. Don’t blame me. How could I not have noticed? There’s a way to directly access my ultimate magic.”

“Lock Augustine. You’ve fallen into my trap.”

Inside the core of the Rain Realm, Locke looked down at the cabbage he was sitting on; ice spikes were protruding from its stalks—a sealing magic of the Life School!

Meanwhile, on the outer perimeter of the Rain Realm, three thousand rainbearers, each a second-circle wizard, had returned to defend the Rain Realm. They were the Macedonian witch’s surprise force, originally intended to ambush Locke. They were about to enter—

within—

the Rain Realm’s core. Locke moved slightly, and the ice spikes shattered, turning into a pile of ice shards that adhered to his body. Locke activated his innate magic eye and discovered that his permanent defensive field was already covered in ice shards. He was surprised, then smiled casually, unconcerned.

Although the distance was great, Locke still saw the Macedonian witch’s surprised expression.

Locke said, “Bluster. Macedonian witch, you probably thought I would come to Edgar’s rescue, so you laid a trap around yourself, waiting for me to appear so you could kill me first, and then kill Edgar. If I were to fight you, Edgar would definitely take the opportunity to enter the core of your Rain Realm, attempting to use the Tree of All Things to contain the head of the Rain Witches and completely perfect his ultimate magic.” “

Therefore, you set up this magical trap here, a trap you spent a thousand years scheming against Edgar. These ice crystals are products of frozen spiritual energy. If Edgar uses the Tree of All Things to break your sealing magic, these ice crystal spikes will enter the spiritual energy storage area within his Tree of All Things system, completely freezing his Tree of All Things at once.”

“This is the trap you set for Edgar,”

Locke said. “Then, for me, all I can say is, Macedonian witch, or rather, a warning to all the audience here: when you lack confidence, never let another wizard enter the core of your ultimate magic, because the following will happen.”

Three thousand leaves of power appeared behind Locke, and behind the three thousand leaves of power, three branches of power emerged. Then, his power system began to interpret the power system of the Rain Witch Chief. Because Locke was located at the core of her ultimate magic, and had read a large amount of the Rain Witch Chief’s magical materials, and even had bought many of the Macedonian witch’s articles in advance and read them one by one, and because the Macedonian witch had used the False Forge Little Leather to help her construct this Emperor-level False Forge, Locke’s power system quickly explained the Macedonian witch’s power system.

In the distance, the Macedonian witch’s expression changed slightly, her brows furrowing.

“Oh no, he’s deciphering my power system. Damn it, I must preside over the Rain Cultivation Technique now—”

“Wait, could it be that he’s going to—”

At this moment, Locke plucked a massive magical Tree of Prosperity from under his collar. The Tree of Prosperity then released golden light, like a sun. Locke held this sun, a half-smile playing on his lips. Then, he waved the wand-sized Tree of Prosperity forward, as if wielding the sun.

The next moment, ripples spread across the Milky Way, countless clear waves undulating.

One after another, cabbage-like magical plants rose from the bottom of the Milky Way. After being illuminated by Locke’s Tree of Prosperity, the number of cabbage-like magical plants increased. In the Star Ring stage, Locke could only use the Tree of Prosperity to create mirror copies, temporarily turning one magical plant into two. But now he could turn one into a total of five magical plants.

Many of the magical cabbage plants in the Heavenly River were controlled by Locke, and their numbers suddenly increased. The core of the Great Magic: Rain Witch’s Head was located in this aquatic cabbage garden, and since the cabbages were all under Locke’s control, the control of the Heavenly River had suddenly shifted to Locke.

The Macedonian witch’s expression changed drastically. “Locke, you bastard! What are you doing?”

She hadn’t expected Locke to have seized a loophole in her Great Magic, infiltrated it, and turned the tables on her Great Magic. Was this the true power of the Tree of Prosperity?

The Macedonian witch gritted her teeth. Locke’s Great Magic was far too effective against breeding wizards and botanical wizards. Before, it only suppressed plant magic; now, it was actually expanding the number of magical plants within the Great Magic to seize control of others’ Great Magic.

The wizard spectators in the Rain Marsh also gasped in amazement. They were all white wizards, naturally lacking experience and mental preparation in turning the tables on others’ Great Magic.

The third-ring black wizard, however, had a slight gleam in his eyes.

“It’s truly remarkable that Wizard Locke can wield life magic so skillfully. I think this person has a special connection with us dark wizards.”

Immediately, both the Death Witch Doctor and the Sea Queen focused their attention on him.

Inside the Creation Lotus World, the Macedonian witch was furious.

At that moment, the Heavenly Gate suddenly closed, and the three thousand rain-summoners, who were about to return to the Heavenly Realm, were all blocked outside.

They were all dumbfounded.

The leading rain-summoner said, “Damn it, the Rain Realm gate is closed. It seems we can’t enter using conventional methods now. Unless—unless—we climb those towering pillars and climb back up from the ground—but that would take a very long time.”

The three thousand rain-summoners all had faces that were either ugly or flushed with shame. They were all elites of the Rain Realm, considering themselves no less than any ruler of the Rain Realm. Now they were being asked to condescend to climb pillars, which was hard for them to accept. Most importantly, those pillars were extremely high; how long would it take to climb them to enter the Heavenly Realm?

It would take them at least ten days to half a month to ascend to the Celestial Realm.

In this world, all wizards looked towards the sky, for they sensed a change in the nature of the magical pressure that had always hung above them—a familiar magical pressure.

It was the magical pressure of Locke Augustine.

Haishan hid underground, and in the darkness, an incredibly malevolent bolt of lightning appeared, emitting a low, menacing voice.

“Haishan, did you do what I asked you to do? You’ve refused my contact three times already, forcing me to come. Don’t forget, your heart is still with me. Your actions have put me in a very difficult position.” “

Hmm? Such a strange magical pressure, it arouses my hostility. It seems another interesting wizard has been born in your wizarding world.”

Haishan, like a refined gentleman in the night, humbly removed his top hat, bowed to the Great Demon Lord of Lightning, and then said, “Great Demon Lord, why the haste? Everyone’s attention is on the competition; we should thank my friend.”

The Great Demon Lord of Lightning, his attention diverted, immediately stopped focusing on Locke. “That’s true. I need that thing.”

“I sense it; it’s right here.”

“If I can get it, I’ll become the leader of the Great Demon Gods! Commanding the seventy-two Demon Gods, I’ll have a chance to unify the Abyss in the future. They might even give you a position. I heard the Ancestral Throne has its eye on you. Tsk tsk tsk, that’s a troublesome character. Being targeted by someone like that must be unpleasant.”

Patrick’s Great Magic, Rainbow Nursery, was now filthy. His supernatural powers were inferior to Karma, and his magic was polluted by the apocalyptic aura. To combat this pollution, he needed to increase the total magical pressure of his Great Magic. However, as the total magical pressure increased, he absorbed even more apocalyptic aura. As a Star Ring Wizard, he was experiencing the five signs of decay.

At this moment, he was covered in filth, as if he had crawled out of a swamp.

He took a step forward. “Locke Augustine—”

“No, I must hold on.”

“My ultimate magic is constantly being attacked by the apocalyptic aura. My magic is in dire decline, and I am like mud in a swamp. But I have already brought my true form and ultimate magic to life. If I cannot hold on, the ultimate magic will disintegrate, and I will die—I must find a way to survive, I must persevere, I must win!”

Patrick gritted his teeth. The crisis of death drove him hysterical. He had been in the Rain Swamp Wizarding Land for too long. It was a peaceful place with little danger. He had been far removed from death for far too long. Now, facing death, he realized that he was far stronger than he had thought.

He kept thinking about where the way out was.

His previous hesitation seemed to have been abandoned. The fear of death turned into rage, and that rage became his motivation.

While adjusting the spell model to slow down the impact of the apocalyptic aura on the ultimate magic, he carried his already rotten and broken ultimate magic on his back and headed towards a place where there was still spiritual energy.

“I—I will be the winner.”

“Because—confidence—needs no reason;—as long as there is confidence, there is still life.”

Patrick carried the enormous rainbow nursery forward, his pupils obscured by mud. Along the way, everyone he saw was fighting each other; the world had become so treacherous, making his perseverance all the more precious.

Every step he took left muddy footprints.

The next moment, tree roots appeared on the ground, then wrapped around his feet, powerful magical energy actually absorbing the little life force left in him.

“Mr. Edgar, you actually attacked me now.”

Patrick had once received Edgar’s favor. Although Edgar had conquered him and forcibly dragged him to the earth, he had still received the grace and protection of the Tree of All Things. Yet now, Edgar was trying to absorb his spiritual energy.

The wizard Patrick gritted his teeth, chanting a spell. Instantly, magical plants appeared, actively protecting him and cutting down the tree roots.

“I can’t lose like this.”

Meanwhile, on the other side of this world, a colossal dragon plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily into Dragon Valley and collapsing many of its buildings. At the entrance to Dragon Valley hung the corpses of a red dragon and a blue dragon. Dragons were originally immortal, but in this age of decline, their size and the strength of their scales had diminished, leaving their corpses reduced to mere bones.

Ramses sensed something. He repeatedly looked out of the valley, then began digging in the parched earth, planting some kind of magical plant. He ran back and forth in the fields, constantly looking out of the valley, even though there was nothing there.

His mouth was parched, he was suffering from the signs of decay, and his permanent defensive energy field was nearly unable to deploy. His body was at its limit, only slightly better off than Patrick.

As tree roots spread across the land, he exclaimed in disbelief, for Edgar was casting the “Return to Trees” spell. He was absorbing the immense magic of Ramses and Patrick, as well as the power of all professions above level 15, seizing their spiritual essence and converging it all at his location—the purpose of which was unknown.

Ramses chanted an incantation, repeatedly striking the ground with a wooden staff to activate the defensive magic array on the ground. “I need a little more time, give me a little more time!”

He kept pounding the ground with his staff, then grabbed his hair, somewhat bewildered by the current situation.

In a fleeting moment, Ramses seemed to hear the sound of shattered glass. He looked up at the gap in the valley, a look of surprise on his face.

“So fast—the dimensional law of the cycle of life and death has shattered. This day has finally come. The shattering of the dimensional law of the cycle of life and death means that there can be no more newborns, no more new plants, no more new life. This world’s ability to generate life—is gone.”

A desolate and evil apocalyptic aura swept in from all directions, pouring into Dragon Valley, turning into ashen mist, foolishness, jealousy, and nameless rage.

Ramses clutched his chest, screaming in agony. The aura of the apocalypse attempted to modify his ultimate magic—

Ramesses clutched his chest, trying to continue cultivating the seedlings in his fields. “Just a little short, hopefully not too late, hopefully not too late.”

Meanwhile, Edgar stood beneath the Tree of Perfection, watching it rapidly decay. As its bark cracked and fell away, an ark, seemingly the size of a city, emerged from it. He had already transferred the true Tree of Perfection to this ark. The ark was now complete, with ancient craftsmen’s trees planted on it transporting materials, continuing the construction of this [Ark of Salvation].

Inside the ark, it resembled a vast forest, containing already constructed buildings.

However, Edgar’s energy was insufficient, so in this age of decline, he could only recklessly plunder the spiritual energy of all powerful beings within the system of all things to build the ark. Ramses and Patrick were merely innocent bystanders, caught in the crossfire; even without his intervention, they wouldn’t have lasted long.

Edgar’s voice, transmitted through the ancient trees across the continent, reached the ears of all living beings.

“Everyone, this world is about to be destroyed. Elves who still wish to live, come to me at these coordinates.”

His voice boomed twice, wasting a great deal of magical pressure.

The wizard Edgar stopped trying to contact him. He knew not many would come; after all, this world had become a cannibalistic place, and some elves could forge other people’s voices, appearing out of thin air to utter absurd words, deceiving and cheating them.

Because of these dubious individuals, his voice, genuinely wanting to save everyone and leave this world, would be mistaken by many elves as a hoax or insignificant noise.

Edgar looked at the ark; he couldn’t care less about anything else now.

“I’m still missing the Dragon Bone. Building the Dragon Bone requires two more Moon Ring-level War Ancient Trees. Right now, I only have one Moon Ring-level Extremely Old War Ancient Tree, one Moon Ring-level Perfect Tree, and one Moon Ring-level Extremely Old Knowledge Ancient Tree (which is a cassia tree). But I need three Moon Ring-level Extremely Old War Ancient Trees. I only have one; I’m still two short.”

“Will harvesting the spiritual energy of the world’s strongest beings be enough for me to build it? If not, I’ll have to find a way to obtain resources

. “

Edgar’s eyes were filled with confusion. He looked around; the entire world was mired in endless desolation and moral decay. Evil reigned, and everyone was unaware of their own wickedness, believing they were vying for fame and fortune. Some even thought they were doing great things, considering themselves kind, while all they did were beasts. The world’s spiritual energy was dwindling; everywhere was filled with the aura of doom.

In Edgar’s eyes, the emerald green spiritual energy was dwindling, while the crimson aura representing the apocalypse was everywhere.

Once the apocalyptic aura reached a certain level, the entire world would be truly destroyed.

Where to find resources?

Resources to cultivate the Moon Ring Magic Plant, and two of them at that. It seems the only possibilities are Locke or Macedonia, but both are formidable opponents.

Thinking it over, Locke’s magic is too effective against botanical wizards, so it’s better for him to confront the Macedonian witch head-on, but—

he seems unable to defeat her.

Edgar looked frustrated. “Even if I can’t beat her, I have to. I can only devise a plan. I don’t need to defeat her, just obtain a large portion of her resources. I—”

The next moment, a downpour descended from the sky. Edgar was stunned for a moment, then instantly realized that Locke was manipulating the Milky Way, causing his Tree of All Things to enter the Milky Way’s massive water cycle.

In the center of the celestial realm, Locke sighed, using the Tree of Prosperity in his hand as a wand, as if wielding the sun.

“In this world, too many people cannot fulfill their wishes, thus falling into madness. After madness, they either destroy themselves or harm others. A gentleman helps others achieve their goals. I see that you all suffer too much. Since that’s the case, let me help you achieve the beauty of this world. Whatever you cannot do, whatever you want to do, I will help you.”

Locke waved the Tree of Prosperity, which vibrated continuously. The Milky Way poured out, and in the process, one Milky Way actually became two.

The Macedonian witch asked in surprise, “Can the Tree of Prosperity temporarily double the spiritual energy of my Great Magic?

This—”

“This is the Great Magic of the Universal Truth level, a pseudo-forged Great Magic?”

The heavenly rain fell on Edgar’s Ark of Salvation. Edgar’s face showed great joy. The seedlings at the front and back of the ark received magical energy and grew wildly. Two extremely old war trees of the Moon Ring level actually grew and grew rapidly. Their crowns formed hands clasped together, and the two extremely old war trees actually connected to form the keel of the Ark of Salvation.

The Ark of Salvation is complete!

Edgar’s face lit up with surprise. “Locke must have agreed with my Ark of Salvation plan, which is why he helped me out of the blue. He’s the organizer of the competition, and he definitely wants to see someone solve the creation problem. Since my plan is feasible, of course he’ll help me,”

Edgar thought without hesitation.

Meanwhile, rain began to fall above Ramses’ parched Dragon Valley. Ramses licked his lips, and a magical plant, Artemisia, sprouted from the earth in his field. His eyes shone with the light of rain after a long drought. “Finally, it’s grown.”

“Did Locke help me? No wonder he’s a man comparable to Karl and Chaos.”

The Macedonian witch was about to return to the Rain Realm to settle scores with Locke, but her expression changed as she realized that the Rain Realm’s water cycle had become even stronger, which was actually beneficial for her rain-cultivation method. The Macedonian witch

pondered. “My power combined with Locke’s power seems to be able to create an even more powerful, three-realm, one-scale water cycle. Well, if that’s the case, then let him run wild.” The Macedonian witch, relying on

the rain-cultivation method, wanted to quickly imbue her lunar ring with a mystical meaning.

Meanwhile, in Dragon Valley, Ramses plucked a sprig of artemisia, chewed it a few times, then stomped his foot and looked around, but nothing happened.

Ramses raised an eyebrow, knowing that in the Age of Magic’s Decline, the power and stability of any magic would decrease. Now, those below level 5 were practically indistinguishable from ordinary people, and soon more and more high-level practitioners would experience similar effects.

He stomped his foot again, and the valley split open, revealing a gigantic red spider living in a cave within. Its legs seemed as large as pillars, but the cave’s interior had been enlarged by a spatial spell.

“Swarms are difficult to eradicate. This last swarm has been captured by me.”

Ramses lit the artemisia in his hand, which emitted thick smoke. The red spider seemed to be enraged, letting out a roar. At that moment, Ramses shook the artemisia in his hand and chanted a spell. He moved three steps to the left, then four steps to the right, and continued to move in a specific pattern. The red spider roared incessantly, and the iron bars on its body snapped one by one.

Thousands of years of imprisonment and the ugly death of the Insect Mother had driven it into a rage, and the spells of the wizard before it fueled its insatiable fire.

At a certain moment, the red spider’s red eyes suddenly turned green.

Ramses breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. His magical pressure instantly surged, and the Void Worm swarm he had captured was instantly forged into a Moon Ring by his ultimate spell, Dragon Flute, completing a pseudo-forging. The Five Signs of Decay on his body were dispersed as his magical pressure increased, and wisps of gray mist were dispersed. In Dragon

Valley, the dragons that had fallen to the ground in decline began to roar. Magic, it’s back!

Two Moon Rings descended from Ramses’s temples. He laughed heartily and breathed a sigh of relief. He was now fully revived. “Locke, I don’t know why you did this, but thank you. I, Ramses, have returned!”

Ramses took a deep breath, and then his magical pressure continued to rise, breaking through the limit between the Star Ring and the Moon Ring.

“Is this the perspective of a Moon Ring Wizard?”

The massive five-jeweled dragon behind Ramses rose up, supporting him. His weakened dragon body began to revive, his muscles regaining strength, and his dragon power returning.

The five-jeweled dragon looked at Ramses and said, “Ramesses, your world is truly too dangerous. We almost perished in the end times, it’s so frustrating. Do you know how I felt when that apocalyptic aura filled my nose and mouth? Ah!”

Ramses felt somewhat guilty. “Don’t worry about it so much.”

This five-jeweled dragon was an incarnation of the five-colored dragon god he had unexpectedly encountered during his travels in other worlds when he was young. That five-colored dragon god was actually a dragon with incredible physical strength, but somehow he had acquired the identity of a creator god. He originally wanted to eat him, but Ramses cleverly made a bet with the five-colored dragon god and won, so the five-colored dragon god gave him his incarnation as his destined summoned magical creature.

At this moment, the five-jeweled dragon was almost furious.

The apocalyptic aura nearly spread to his own realm.

The five-jeweled dragon said to Ramses, “Ramesses, isn’t your Dragon-Riding Flute supposed to grant our dragon legions the ability to change their appearance? Could you change that red spider’s appearance? It’s unsettling to look at.”

Ramses coughed. “The Dragon Legion Contract only works on dragons. I used an ancient contract with this red spider, so I used the Artemisia plant.”

The five-jeweled dragon roared at him, venting his dissatisfaction.

At the same time, Ramses’ eyes flashed. He walked up to the red spider and said, “Now that the Mother of Insects is dead, there is no Mother of Insects in this world. According to the customs of your Void Swarm, all bloodline essence has long been stored in the realm of every realm of your swarm. Now, please immediately transform yourself into the Mother of Insects, set up a swarm base, and I will control the Void Swarm.”

The red spider opened its mouth, trying to convey some kind of message.

Ramses hummed in agreement, trying to understand the language, which seemed to be the specific language of the Void Swarm.

At the wizarding forum in the Rainswamp, the witch Bailou exclaimed, “The most ancient summoning school’s magical contract:

the Artemisia Contract! Using this method, one can indeed bypass the racial restrictions of the contracted object and form a contract with magical creatures of any race.”

She smiled wryly. “The Summoning Hand truly lives up to its reputation as the oldest summoning school of wizarding academy; their wizards possess such ancient spell models.”

Ten days later, Edgar noticed that the number of elves traveling to this place was gradually decreasing, so he prepared to leave this land.

“Once I leave with all the life force of the Tree of All Things, I can take the 50,000 elves currently on the ship and leave this world, hiding on a lotus leaf of the Primordial Lotus, where no one can find me. Besides, the Mother of Insects also hid there when she entered the Prime Material Plane.” “

Therefore, I just need to idle and wait for everything to collapse, then use the Ark of Salvation to try and ignite the Chaos, creating a new world.”

Edgar pondered, “After I leave, the conflict between Locke and the Macedonian witch will erupt without any hindrance. They will definitely fight to the death, but I’ve already left. I believe everything here has no value and can no longer be preserved.”

—

“Now, just wait for me to leave.”

“If I can just leave here, I’ve already won half the battle. The next step is to see if I can break the unbreakable barrier of creation.”

Meanwhile, the Macedonian witch fully activated her Rain Cultivation Technique. At a certain moment, the Rain Cultivation Technique was finally completed. Lightning bolts crackled around the Heavenly White Blossom. She immediately looked at the Heavenly White Blossom, and a powerful spiritual aura rose from it. But the next moment, the three thousand Heavenly White Blossoms suddenly erupted with magical energy, seemingly extremely angry.

The Macedonian witch couldn’t dodge in time; she was struck by the magical energy storm and groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood as she flew backward.

The Moon Ring represents a magical plant, ranking among the top hundred magical plants in the Brassica genus—how arrogant it is!

The magical plant, possessing a spirit, was dissatisfied with the Macedonian witch’s bestowal of a meaning that barely reached the level of advanced mysticism—a very weak and forced interpretation. Therefore, the plant erupted in a magical surge, not only tearing apart the nearly completed mystic meaning but also attacking the Macedonian witch.

The Macedonian witch’s face darkened; she was sent flying a great distance before finally regaining her footing.

“She’s lost her composure.”

Many teams of wizards from the Rain Marsh breathed a sigh of relief. When the Macedonian witch wasn’t the Moon Ring Witch, she clashed with their interests. But now, she already possessed a representative Moon Ring plant, yet she still intended to imbue it with an advanced mystic meaning; once completed, it would harm their interests.

A Moon Ring Wizard from the Triceratops Garden whispered to his team, “She’s lost the mystical meaning she’s imbued the Moon Ring’s representative plant with, which is good, not bad.” “

That’s fantastic. If that’s the case, I’ll have our team work overtime for three months straight, without sleep, water, or food, working 72 hours a day. We should be able to reclaim the representative plant of the ‘Cloud Vine’ within three months.

This representative plant is our class’s treasure; we absolutely cannot let anyone take it away.”

“Quickly, have all the wizards in our class recall their clones who are exploring other worlds, those attending other classes, and those doing other side jobs. Make them all work overtime. Hmm? You mean someone won’t agree? Then they can leave. Their interests are clearly not aligned with ours; how can they work with us then?”

In

the sky above the Creation Lotus World, the Macedonian witch’s face was grim. Just moments before, during the violent eruption of the representative magical plant, she had used a [Primordial Witch Stone] worth millions of magic stones to prevent the self-destruction of the Three Thousand Heavenly White Jade. Otherwise, due to her mismanagement, the Moon Ring representative magical plant would have been instantly destroyed.

The Macedonian witch sighed. “Failed.”

But she wasn’t surprised by the result, as her resources and time were currently insufficient. Successfully cultivating the Moon Ring representative plant was already an astonishing achievement; imbuing it with further mystical meaning was indeed somewhat forced.

The Macedonian witch and Locke exchanged glances across the distance.

The Macedonian witch seemed to understand what Locke was doing.

“I know what you want to do. You’re giving all of us a chance, wanting to see if any of us can unravel the unchangeable creation. More importantly, you want us to realize that none of our methods can unravel the unchangeable creation. Locke, you’re giving us all a chance, so we don’t have to compete with others anymore.” “

I no longer need to fight Edgar to use the Rain Witch’s Head to complete the massive water cycle of the Three Realms.” “

Locke, do you want us to be convinced that our methods won’t work?”

The Macedonian witch saw that, under Locke’s control, the Great Magic Rain Witch’s Head had accomplished what she had wanted to do.

A cool breeze brushed against her face.

Locke spoke to her from afar. “I’ve seen all your plans; I saw them during the quest for the heart in the Rain Realm.

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“But since you couldn’t imbue a representative magical plant with advanced mystical meaning using the Rain Cultivation Method, it’s clear you can’t restore the Creation Lotus’s reproductive ability using it either. You’ve already tried, and you should already know in your heart that what I said is true.”

The Macedonian witch lowered her head, lost in thought. “No, I still refuse. I still want to try again, to restore the Creation Lotus’s reproductive ability using the Rain Cultivation Method. Even though it might cost most of the spiritual energy of the mortal world, it’s worth the risk.

Only in this way can this world be perfectly restored to its original state.”

“As long as the Creation Lotus can be restored to the point where it has lotus seeds, then the world may be reborn. Only when the world is reborn can it be fully resurrected; otherwise, any method to resolve the insurmountable nature of creation is incomplete, and I believe it’s all flawed.”

Countless magical raindrops appeared around the Macedonian witch.

She was going to try.

Meanwhile, the Ark of Salvation soared into the sky. The Macedonian witch saw a massive ark pass by, this ark defying the pressure of the laws of the planes, ascending higher and higher. The next moment, layers of the laws of the planes pressed down on it, as it continued to rise, determined to leave the mortal world and head directly to the lotus leaf of the Creation Lotus.

Edgar said, “Locke, Macedonia, you fight it out. I’m leaving. Goodbye.”

Emerald rings appeared on the surface of the ark, and it accelerated, determined to leave the mortal world and enter the lotus leaf of the Creation Lotus.

But the next moment, Edgar inside the ark suddenly felt a tremendous impact. He was thrown around several times inside the ark, and saw tree-like beings trying to cling to him, but all their branches were broken.

A massive red spider, dragging its enormous abdomen, leaped from the sky, crashing into the ark that was about to leave this world and escape beyond its reach, slamming it directly into the earth. The ark scraped against the rocks, producing a series of violent crashes, destroying mountain after mountain.

Explosions echoed from the ark, and a huge crack appeared on its surface.

Edgar realized that the ark he had intended to use to fight the apocalypse was so easily destroyed; he had underestimated the corrosive effect of the apocalyptic aura on his powerful magic.

In Ramses’s Dragon Valley, Ramses finally deciphered the language of the Void Swarm. He read aloud from the data, word by word: “No. I am indeed a high-level Overlord, but with an existing Mother Swarm, I cannot hatch a new Mother Swarm.”

Ramses asked, “What? There’s another Mother Swarm?”

“Has the Swarm been eradicated from this world?”

In the sky above the Creation Lotus World, the Macedonian witch’s expression changed drastically the moment she saw the Mother Swarm. She then called out to Locke across the void, “Locke, you’re right. My plan has been compromised.”

Locke’s voice appeared beside her. “You’ve changed your mind,”

said the Macedonian witch. “One is one, and two is two. Facts don’t change because of what I think. My plan still has a 10-20% chance of success if the Mother Insect is present. But it will consume a huge amount of mortal energy. And if we consider the presence of the swarm, then my actions are just courting disaster. I’ve calculated it; my plan has a chance of success. That’s the same as having no plan at all. Locke, you win. I now truly feel that my current plan is unsustainable, and for the time being, I have a new plan.”

The Macedonian witch said, “Locke, allow me to say something. If we do nothing now, we can only wait for the end of the world—to be humiliated.

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