Chapter 1143

Chapter 1120: Meeting with the Question-Setter, the Witch of Truth!

In the World of Creation Lotus, the Macedonian witch crashed heavily onto the Rain Realm from the sky. A massive tremor spread from the Rain Realm’s dome downwards, shaking the heavens and earth. The elves of the lower realms, mistaking it for the revenge of a great villain, pointed to the sky and cursed with hatred.

Ramses raised his head from the crystal dome of the Rain Realm and let out a low roar, a deep dragon’s roar that seemed to celebrate the world’s rebirth.

Ramses spread his tattered dragon wings, and he flew through the sky, circling the Rain Realm before suddenly descending towards Locke’s location.

“Locke—”

As the apocalyptic atmosphere slowly faded, the principles governing the various planes associated with it also automatically disappeared. Ramses’ immense magic gradually began to recover, and he regained his ability to speak. However, he still couldn’t undo the magical backlash from the Summoning School and couldn’t transform back into a human from a dragon. Ramses looked at Locke and said, “Locke, why—the apocalypse has faded, but the creation mystery remains unsolved?”

The wizarding audience in the Rain Swamp was already excited. Their emotions were like a rollercoaster. A group of people originally thought that Locke couldn’t solve this creation mystery at all, but who knew that Locke would still solve this creation mystery that had lasted for over 1,500 years. At this moment, everyone in the world who cared about this scene was watching.

Many wizarding audience members had already stood up. “Yes, why hasn’t this creation puzzle been solved yet? Could it be that it’s been left unsolved for too long and has gone bad?”

“Are you kidding me? That creation puzzle is the masterpiece of an entire research team of fourth-ring wizards. The White Wizard Association has even assigned special personnel to maintain and safeguard it. How could it possibly have a problem? I heard that wizards regularly inspect the creation puzzle to ensure that it is functioning properly.”

“But the apocalyptic aura has indeed faded, and that world has been reborn. I never imagined I would witness the day when the creation problem is solved. And the way it was solved is so unique. Using a tribulation of lightning to test all the elves is essentially giving them all an intractable problem. While they were trying their best to solve the problem, they developed a love for pursuing the essential. This kind of teaching approach is truly eye-opening.”

A Moon Ring Wizard specializing in bloodline studies said, “Most wizards would simply give up or ignore those who are eliminated, but the biggest difference between Locke Augustine and other wizards is that he doesn’t believe those who are eliminated are destined to be abandoned. He believes that those who caused the apocalypse simply lacked proper guidance. He transformed himself into a great villain, staining his hands with a lot of blood from that world. Although this was excessive, it was indeed effective.”

The Moon Ring Wizard mused, “Such a person, if they could ascend to the top, I wonder what kind of changes they would bring to our wizarding world.”

A Moon Ring Wizard beside him whispered, “The secret to our civilization’s enduring prosperity lies in the constant emergence of wizards like these. Although the wizards of Cloud Marsh won this competition, I don’t know why I feel no regret or anger at this moment. Seeing them solve the creation puzzle, I only feel—this competition was incredibly exciting.”

The Moon Ring Wizard specializing in bloodlines nodded, saying, “Every wizard performed exceptionally well in this competition. Who dares to say they are necessarily stronger than them? Lady Macedon is already quite formidable; her theoretical understanding of the unified three realms and the massive water cycle surpasses that of an ordinary Moon Ring Wizard. It was only through Edgar David’s two sacrifices that we achieved this situation.” “

However, the person who can reconcile the conflict between the two, making such proud wizards as Edgar and Macedon obey his orders, is truly extraordinary.”

“Locke Augustine—before this competition, he was merely a rising star in the wizarding world, but after this competition, he can be considered a great wizard of our wizarding world.”

At this moment, Ava the Witch and Jinx the Witch widened their eyes. They hadn’t even realized why Locke and the Macedonian Witch, among others, had previously experienced the Five Signs of Decay, their bodies weakening infinitely, their magic vanishing—a scene that had once brought them pleasure. But in the blink of an eye, the Age of Decay had faded, their immense magic had begun to recover, and the world was thriving.

Yet, the more thriving the world became, the angrier the two witches grew, their hearts filled with jealousy and malice. They felt no joy in solving the creation puzzle; instead, they heard the surrounding wizards spontaneously applauding Locke and the others, which they saw as the greatest provocation.

These people clearly knew their position and didn’t want the competition to continue, yet these wizards were still applauding—weren’t they opposing them?

Jinx the Witch suddenly stood up, sweeping her gaze across the surrounding wizards. “Stop! I forbid you from clapping. Do you hear me?

“

“I forbid you from clapping?”

The wizards beside her glanced at her, then, with joyful expressions, continued clapping, whispering amongst themselves, praising the excitement of the competition and marveling at the solution to a creation mystery.

“Wizard Locke Augustine will probably receive a grant, and he’s accumulated a lot of material for publication during this competition. With a little more time to add some experiments and refine the details, he could certainly produce many results.”

“Solving the creation mystery is a delightful thing, no matter what. Although it has nothing to do with my interests, I still feel happy.”

Jinx the Witch’s eyes widened. “You—you all—”

She heard applause rising and falling throughout the hall, even the third-ring wizards on the judging panel, after a brief confirmation, began to applaud.

The applause was so loud, so loud, that it seemed to transform into the surging sound of ocean tides in her ears.

Jinx the Witch suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, which almost represented the attitude of all the headmasters of the wizarding academies in the Rainswamp. Their attitude was that they were wizards who pursued truth, with their own wizarding dignity, and how could they allow a moon ring witch to arbitrarily reprimand them, and therefore, fear her and her background, and deliberately change their behavior?

Jinx the Witch even felt several malicious gazes.

Jinx felt a chill run down her spine. She instantly realized the utter folly of her actions. The number of wizarding academy heads and senior wizarding instructors present was vast, most of them ordinary white wizards. However, the Rain Swamp Wizarding Grounds were teeming with wizards of all kinds, and by provoking them, she had only created enemies for herself.

Inside the Creation Lotus World, Locke heard Ramses’ question and a smirk played on his lips.

“As a prophet, I naturally consider things carefully.”

“I know why. Because there exists a group in this world that could potentially destroy it.”

The Great Ming Dragon Sparrow appeared behind Locke, swiftly flying out of the Rain Realm towards the lotus leaves of the Creation Lotus. After searching for a while, he saw the lotus leaves seemingly lying quietly in the vast, dark space. Locke smiled, using the Great Prosperity Magic—Tree of Prosperity—simultaneously controlling the Tree of All Things and the Rain Witch’s Head to detect changes in spiritual energy. He immediately found a clue.

Locke said, “Swarm, I know you’re here. No need to hide anymore.” As

soon as Locke finished speaking, sensing that he had detected them through his spiritual energy, the swarm automatically emerged from beneath the lotus leaves of the Creation Lotus. One after another, red spiders appeared on the lotus leaves. After their long battle with Locke, these red spiders had undergone a significant change in appearance, completely different from the initial three types.

Their bodies were predominantly reddish, but shimmered with an unusual jewel-like color, as if they had been coated with a strange paint.

A Queen of Insects emerged from among the red spiders. She seemed somewhat afraid of Locke. Looking at him, her eyes gleamed, “Wizard, even if you kill us, we will leave our eggs somewhere in this world. Even after thousands, tens of thousands of years, those eggs will still be alive. You are strong now and can ignore us, but when you become weak, our eggs will hatch.”

“By then, who will win and who will lose is uncertain.”

“Hahaha—this is an eternal war that will last much longer than you imagine. Our swarm’s greatest strength is not our evolutionary ability, but our ability to parasitize the world.”

Locke stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Queen of Insects. “Queen of Insects, you are wrong. This war is over.”

The Queen of Insects seemed to think Locke was about to attack. She opened her abdomen and sprayed poisonous red spider silk at Locke. Before the silk could even get close, it was blocked by Locke’s Four Sacred Cycles of Protection Qi. At the same time, the attacks from the other red spiders were also blocked by the Cycles of Protection Qi.

Locke raised an eyebrow, gripping the Great Demon Sword Tiger Orchid Dragon Sparrow. With a casual strike, he killed a swarm of spiders attacking him.

Locke’s Great Demon Sword, Tiger Orchid Dragon Sparrow, was now embedded in the head of the Insect Mother. The Insect Mother froze, motionless, resigned to her fate.

But Locke didn’t kill her.

“Insect Mother, take your remaining people and your eggs and leave this world,”

the Insect Mother said, looking at Locke. “What nonsense are you spouting? I can’t defeat you now. Killing me is easy, but you can’t destroy our race. We will continue to exist in this world, fighting you until the world faces its next apocalypse!”

Locke shook his head. “You’re wrong.”

He activated the ultimate combination magic, Lightning Tribulation. The Insect Mother was horrified to find thunderclouds appearing above her and every individual member of her race. The Lightning Tribulation, wielding their life force, transformed into lightning to strike them.

The Insect Mother immediately sensed something was wrong.

If this were the case, it would mean that their eggs would immediately face a lightning tribulation upon hatching. However, the individual insects in the swarm are functional beings, meant to sacrifice themselves for the swarm as a whole. Therefore, each individual is essentially incomplete, making it impossible to withstand the lightning tribulation.

She and the future Insect Mother could manipulate the individuals to enhance their defensive capabilities to resist the lightning tribulation, but the problem is that if they did that, wouldn’t each individual, focusing too much on defense, lose its function within the swarm?

Even if the swarm managed to survive the lightning tribulation, the combat power of all the insects would be greatly reduced, making it difficult for them to play any further role.

With the introduction of lightning tribulations in this world, their race will likely face a much tougher time.

Locke said, “Mother of Insects, I’ll give you some time. You can gather some resources, and once you have enough, take your insects and eggs and leave this world. Otherwise, when designing each individual of your swarm in the future, you’ll have to consider whether they can withstand my tribulation lightning. You have no advantage in numbers, no advantage in weaponized evolution in a specific direction, and no advantage even in immortality. You and I are individuals from advanced civilizations; you should know what I’m talking about. If you don’t believe me, calculate it yourself using the swarm’s regenerative ability and total spiritual energy. Do you need me to give you the specific calculation method?”

The Mother of Insects refused, saying, “My race is also an advanced civilization; how could we not know such tricks? Wait a moment.”

After the Mother of Insects finished calculating, she immediately felt the hardship of insect life, because Locke’s tribulation lightning was about manipulating life force to transform into lightning. In other words, the greater the spiritual energy of an individual, the stronger the tribulation lightning would be. And if the swarm wanted to enhance its immortality and rapid regeneration, it would inevitably have to increase its spiritual energy.

The Mother Insect had originally intended to simply enhance the swarm’s immortality in the future, but after calculating the theoretical increase in individual spiritual energy and the power of the lightning tribulation after enhancing immortality, it was completely stumped.

This was a dead end.

It required doubling the spiritual energy to double the immortality.

Generally, the stronger the immortality, the stronger the individual’s vitality, since the swarm didn’t follow the path of the undead, but rather the path of biological evolution. The swarm

‘s strength stemmed from its incredible reserves of spiritual energy.

Of course, spiritual energy science was a discipline built by the wizarding civilization, and the swarm hadn’t studied it in depth. They primarily researched bloodline essence and the combination of bloodline factors and basic particles, only naturally encountering this knowledge in the process.

The Mother Insect looked at Locke, her insect eyes filled with fear and apprehension, because the lightning tribulation was indeed very effective against individuals like the swarm.

At least for the Mother Insect’s swarm, the current bloodline essence combination technology was insufficient to solve the lightning tribulation problem.

Perhaps a more evolved insect swarm would have this ability.

After careful consideration, the Mother of Insects said to Locke, “Wizard, you’re right. My race pursues devouring and evolution. Your world is already a dead end for us. Perhaps we can make a deal.” “

I imagine you’re also worried about my race staying here for too long, and you won’t give us many resources. After all, with enough magical pressure, we can immediately launch a counterattack against you wizards. My name is Sugrira Smaug. I can kill all those insect eggs, preventing them from ever reproducing again. This is an ability my race gains by manipulating fundamental particles. We can transmit information and commands by manipulating the spin and annihilation of these fundamental particles.”

Locke was amazed by the power of this technology. No wonder the Void Swarm was the enemy of the wizard civilization and the three great divine races in the endless void; this technology was truly formidable.

The Mother Insect said, “If you give me 1000 points of Star Ring-level magic pressure right now, my race will be able to leave this world.”

Locke asked in surprise, “You only need so little energy? Your swarm’s energy conversion efficiency is much higher than I thought. But since your energy conversion efficiency is so high, you still haven’t gathered enough energy to leave this world. It seems your swarm’s devouring efficiency is relatively low.”

The Mother Insect said, “It’s not that the devouring efficiency is low. We devour the world very quickly. It’s just that a large part of the energy we devour is transferred to our Overlord through the annihilation of fundamental particles. This means that no matter how fast we devour, we never have enough energy.”

Locke said, “In other words, you are a bunch of perpetually starving ghosts.”

“It’s really miserable being an Insect. Even as Insects, you are exploited.”

The Mother Insect remained silent.

Locke removed the Tree of Prosperity from his collar and cuff, waved it a few times, and immediately injected energy into the Insect Mother’s body. “This is 1000 points of Star Ring Magic Pressure. I know what you mean. If you follow the normal route of the swarm absorbing energy, you have to hand over the energy to the Overlord. But by directly injecting magic pressure into your body, I can bypass this energy handover step.” “

However, don’t have any ulterior motives. I’m injecting magic pressure directly into every cell of yours, indirectly enhancing your spiritual energy.”

The Insect Mother looked up and saw the continuous thunderclouds in the sky. It immediately understood that because its spiritual energy had increased, the lightning tribulation targeting it would also be greater, equivalent to facing a super lightning tribulation.

The Insect Mother took a deep breath, and its body began to expand. It absorbed air, gaining a large number of basic particles. These basic particles combined with Locke’s magic pressure stored in its cells, reconstructing its new body. Its body expanded like an inflatable doll, and soon its length exceeded 10 kilometers.

Then, its body continued to expand, and a huge Insectoid spaceship appeared.

This cosmic warship was the Mother of Insects.

Spider-like patterns were visible on its bow, while its tail resembled a large insect abdomen, housing insect eggs.

The Mother of Insects emitted a chirping sound, causing the entire swarm to emerge from the lotus leaves of the Creation Lotus. Instantly, countless red spiders crawled out of the lotus leaves, their sheer number astonishing.

One swarm after another entered the Mother of Insects’ body, while she continued her chirping. Locke, through the death of the insect eggs, realized that numerous eggs existed throughout the Creation Lotus world, even in his own jungle and the Heavenly River in the celestial realm. The entire Creation Lotus world was teeming with these pests.

The Mother of Insects, Smaug, gazed towards the endless void.

“Since my race was captured by this world, we have been trapped here for countless years. Today, we can finally leave. Wizard, we will meet again on the battlefield of the new route.”

The Mother of Smaug led her race into the void. Her body was covered with many red spiders, seemingly to prevent the slow loss of body heat in the void and to resist dangerous things like the invisible energy within it.

At the same time, in a huge black hole in the endless void, a massive eye appeared.

It was the Overmind’s eye.

The Overmind was manipulating fundamental particles to guide the Mother of Smaug, allowing her to find the basic direction of the main swarm’s movement ten thousand years later, and slowly head towards the direction the main force was advancing in the vast void.

The Mother of Smaug immediately sensed from the Overmind’s gaze that the current direction of the main swarm’s movement was—the ancestral homeland of the Persepolis gods!

Through the Overmind’s fundamental particle information, she received this instruction: all Zerg swarms must attack the ancestral homeland of the Persepolis gods. This is the Overmind’s supreme command, a fight to the death, until the ancestral homeland and ancestral planet of the Persepolis gods are destroyed. This is the Zerg swarm’s revenge.

The Smaug Mother’s eyes immediately turned red. “The Overmind has finally found the exact void coordinates of the ancestral homeland of the Persepolis gods.”

“The reason my Zerg swarm has become like this is all the fault of those gods!”

“My race has finally escaped that damned world, rid itself of that damned nightmare legion. Today, once we enter the void, we will be free forever.”

As the Zerg swarm left the Creation Lotus world, the entire world released beams of emerald green light. Everything was immersed in the power of Fourth Ring Divine Magic; mountains and rivers were restored, heaven and earth were restored, all things were restored, and everything was shrouded in the most powerful Divine Magic.

Even Locke and the other wizards were enveloped in Divine Magic.

In the endless void, the Creation Lotus slowly bloomed under the divine radiance, a flower containing the world was thus revealed.

The Truth Wizard of the Fourth Ring Sacred School spoke up: “In 1563 years, a total of 654 wizards solved the puzzle. Today, this puzzle has finally been solved by a successor.”

“Congratulations!”

In the audience of the Rain Marsh wizards, a group of Rain Marsh wizards all stood up excitedly, clapping and cheering, as if they had witnessed something incredibly exciting.

A Dean of the Sun Ring Academy said, “It’s solved! This time it’s truly solved. Legend has it that once the Creation Puzzle is solved, then—

the world within the Creation Puzzle will automatically detach from the puzzle and enter the endless void. From then on, only the solver can obtain the specific void coordinates of this world; other wizards will never be able to find it again.”

“After the world within the Creation Problem disappeared, a replica demiplane was automatically created within it, downgrading from the Creation Problem to an ordinary treasure. Although it’s still a problem, it’s far less challenging than before, since the problem has been solved and the world sealed within it has left the Creation Problem. However, it was still a high-level fourth-ring magical artifact. That should be considered a Primal Problem. Now, the Creation Problem has been downgraded to a Primal Problem!”

Jinx and Ava felt like they were going crazy. Unlike the others who were beaming with joy, they didn’t feel any need to be happy or excited. They only felt that the problem was too big. They didn’t know if the great man’s true purpose would be exposed in the next moment, and they didn’t know what would happen if that true purpose was exposed, or if they would still be alive.

As a Moon Ring Witch, Jinx looked at the competition screen with complicated emotions. “Locke—Augustin—

you have no idea how big a mess you’ve made.”

“Do you think what you’ve created is just the superficial problem we see now?”

In the endless void, the Swarm Overlord looked in the direction of the Wizarding World.

“Another false forging at the level of universal truth. Another rising star has emerged in the wizarding world. Even from this distance, I can see that universal truth entering the plane of the wizarding world, transforming into light in the starry sky, attracting the attention of countless interested people. But nothingness, illusion, falsehood, and truth are wrong. All beings do not need to reach true forging; remaining in the state of no forging is enough.”

—

“Increasing power on the basis of no forging is when the absorption speed is the fastest. This is something our swarm has determined through continuous experiments.”

“The more levels of a true forged individual, the slower the absorption speed of others will be.”

“Another false universal truth has appeared in this world, and I will destroy it—”

The Swarm Overlord issued an order to the swarms in the star field near the wizarding world, instructing them to kill the wizard Locke Augustine if they encountered him. If they did not encounter him, then so be it. Right now, the Void Swarm is engaged in a decisive battle with the Persepolis gods and cannot spare the time to kill that young and promising wizard.

On the ancestral planet of the Persepolis pantheon, the four most powerful pantheons of the Persepolis pantheon noticed a celestial light of universal truth illuminating the wizarding world.

Within the pantheon on the ancestral planet, the four pantheons turned their gazes in astonishment. This was the third time in the last ten years that a pseudo-forging of universal truth had appeared in the wizarding world. In previous years, such an event occurring once every thousand years was considered a sign of a glorious era, but now it had happened three times in ten years, and only in the last decade.

The King of the Logos pantheon said, “Our race is eternally prosperous, our divinity immortal, and we fear no challenge. However, this Nightmare Legion has indeed risen to prominence recently. They were originally just a new force in the endless void, but their momentum is growing stronger and stronger. It’s time to teach them a lesson and let them know that we are the veteran players in the endless void. The Void Swarm is just a pawn in our hands. Perhaps we should kill this wizard and teach them a lesson. However, my Logos pantheon is currently attempting to overthrow their world in the Trojan Horse Great World. The time-space team in the Trojan Horse Great World is somewhat troublesome. We need to integrate all their timelines to ensure that they fail completely every time.”

“The technology of the Trojan Horse World resisted our invasion,”

said the Lord of the Aidos pantheon. “Our pantheon was recently besieged by a swarm of insects. That was just a young junior; perhaps we can put his matter aside for now, as it’s not of great importance.”

The Lord of the Kairos pantheon said, “No need to worry. I’ll then order my gods to handle it. Our pantheon can utilize the power of faith, and my gods are best suited to deal with such universal truths. Faith is the easiest thing to distort universal truths. Hahaha—”

“No need for a grand display; a single elite soldier can take care of him.”

In the endless void, at the deepest part of Hell, the Lord of Hell, located behind the gates of Hell, spoke as flames filled the air.

“Lock—Augustine—isn’t that Grand Duchess Catherine the Red Dragon’s student? Grand Duchess Catherine’s people are my people of Hell! You succubi, take this wizard to Hell and make him sign a contract with me—” “

I will bestow upon him the title of Grand Duchess.”

“If the disciple is a Grand Duchess, and the teacher is also a Grand Duchess, the Grand Duchess of the Red Dragon will naturally feel uncomfortable. It’s good that she’s uncomfortable, so I can take the opportunity to bestow upon her the title of Queen.”

“Hahaha—”

—Behind

the gates of Hell was a figure of a demon laughing loudly.

In an instant, many important figures in the endless void noticed this scene. This small competition, which Locke himself organized, attracted the attention of many important figures because Locke had falsely forged universal truths. Some of these important figures didn’t care and just glanced at it, while others wanted to eliminate Locke and give the wizarding world a blow.

From this moment on, Locke entered the eyes of the chess players in the endless void for the first time.

In the endless void, in a desolate star sector, on a lifeless planet, a group of survivors from a destroyed civilization sensed the aura of Fake Forge Little Leather. These beings, driven by a desire for self-destruction, were instantly enraged.

“What is this? What is this! If people from other worlds can live well, then what are we? Are we just losers? We’re already so miserable, why should others live so well? We can’t allow this person to live!”

“Kill him, kill him!”

“We can’t allow him to exist!”

“But we don’t even know his location—ahhh—can’t we succeed at anything?”

Within the World of the Primordial Lotus, amidst the infinitely upward-flowing divine magical light, Patrick appeared. He stretched out his hands, looking at his palms, “Ah? How did I come back to life?”

His last memory was of walking resolutely in a certain direction.

On the other side of the Creation Lotus World, Edgar’s body was reconstructed. “I’m dead?”

“No. I shouldn’t be dead.”

Edgar, relying on the magical foundation of the Return of All Things to the Tree, pondered, “I think this fourth-circle wizard must have used magic to freeze me at the moment of impending death and trapped my soul in a certain spacetime. So I wasn’t dead at that time, which is why he could easily resurrect me.”

Edgar realized that his magic, soul, and body were all fine, even better.

“Locke, have you solved the Creation Problem?”

Edgar recalled what he had learned in this competition. The first was the problem of the Unforged Empire, and the second was this moment. He had experienced life and death again, gaining a deeper understanding of the transformation of spiritual energy from death to life. Moreover, he felt that he might have gained the most important inspiration in this competition.

“Perhaps I can also forge universal truths through pseudo-forging.”

Edgar pondered, “After such a transformation from death to life, I have a conjecture. And I happen to know a place where I can prove this conjecture. It seems that it’s time to ask my teacher, Lady Six-Eyed Raven, for an opportunity to go to the Great World of Beasts.”

He saw a flood of invitations sent through the Water Hyacinth System, inviting him to work at a wizarding academy. What caught his eye most was an invitation from the Starry Sea.

Meanwhile, the Macedonian witch rose from the ground of the Rain Realm, finding herself youthful again, her face wrinkle-free.

She shook her head self-deprecatingly.

“I lost. And I actually did something so foolish with them. I thought the Ancient Bloodline Factor Research Institute was the whole world, but now it seems my world was too small.”

“Oh well. Even though I lost this time, it’s not too shameful, is it?”

“I just feel guilty for not giving up the super magical bloodline potion the research institute gave me.”

Meanwhile, in the center of the Genesis Lotus World, Locke felt as if the entire world revolved around him. He took out the Water Hyacinth System and found a ton of wizarding academies, somehow obtaining his contact information, frantically sending him invitations, many from the Rain Swamp.

Locke noticed over a dozen invitations from wizarding academies in the Starry Sea.

Locke smiled, then heard applause behind him. He turned around and saw a witch in a white wizard’s robe.

This blonde witch wore a monocle over her left eye, and a golden magic rope was wrapped around her waist, forming a bow at her back.

The blonde witch adjusted her monocle. “Hello, young wizard,”

Locke immediately bowed to the witch. “Wizard of Truth, I express my respect to you.”

“Wizard of Truth, why do I feel that the atmosphere of the entire world has changed since your appearance? Everything has become so sacred.”

The blonde witch raised an eyebrow and smiled, “I am the ‘Problem Setter’ who created this creation problem. The White Wizarding Association has maintained this position since its founding in the Enlightenment. My duty is to maintain absolute neutrality and travel the void world, searching for a suitable world to become the creation problem.” “

I sign contracts with various worlds, helping them solve the problem. In return, these worlds must temporarily become our creation problem, and after the solution is successful, these worlds must leave behind a portion of their demiplanes and copies formed by the principles of planes, forming the original problem.” “

Originally, I wouldn’t need to see you after solving the creation problem. But your method of solving it is refreshing. I already provided a proposed solution back then, believing that future wizards would approach it from this angle.”

Locke bowed to the wizard again. “Master of Truth, please enlighten me. I wonder what your solution was back then?”

the Wizard of Truth said. “You are quite polite. I thought we could replenish the world’s resources by raising insect swarms. But that requires a high level of botany and summoning. However, your solution is better, which is why I left this mark here to see you. I am the mark, so my magic will naturally emanate and change the planes of the surrounding heaven and earth. With the planes changing, you will naturally feel that the environment is different.

“If you become a third-circle wizard in the future, you should be able to do it with deliberate spellcasting. If you become a fourth-circle wizard, you can do it even without deliberately using magic. The holiness you feel now is my holy magical atmosphere. You can think that at least here, I can realize my ideal world at any time, and you will be safe here, temporarily away from the disturbances of reality.”

“Mr. Augustine, you’ve shown me some familiar faces. Look at this.”

With a wave of her hand, the Wizard of Truth conjured an illusion before Locke. It was an ancient world, and Locke’s mind flashed with images of wizarding lords and their armies. He saw magnificent magic unlike anything he’d ever witnessed before, and saw magical installations he’d never seen before.

One spell connected to another, all the magic of the world flowing towards a single wizarding lord.

Locke took a half-step back. “This is—”

the witch smiled. “This is the despotic era before the Enlightenment. The great magic of the wizarding lords permeated the entire world, encompassing it all. They suddenly realized that if they could make the natives of other worlds their own great magic’s power system, why couldn’t they do the same to the wizarding world? Let everyone’s great magic support their own. With a tiny number of individuals, they achieved the great magic to swallow the entire world.”

Locke felt a deep unease at that world.

If that’s the case, then according to their method, their own ultimate spells, Tree of Prosperity and Moon of Evolution, would have to be subsumed under the ultimate spells of the Red Dragon Witch, Catherine the Witch. This would be incredibly difficult, and their own potential would be affected.

However, doing so would indeed create an unprecedented super ultimate spell.

It seems that even though they are all ultimate spells, using different methods of creation will result in vastly different powers.

The Witch of Truth chuckled, “Later, some of us realized this was wrong, it always has been this way, but that doesn’t mean it’s right. So, the White Wizards’ Association was formed.”

“Watching your match reminded me of certain people from the past.”

“This is just a small part of the sins of those Wizard Lords during the despotic era. The greater the power, the greater the evil they can commit. The power of the Wizard Lords is unimaginable to you wizards of later generations. They squeezed out others’ living space; we could hardly survive, so we had no choice but to make them die.”

The Witch of Truth continued, “Back to the point, you’ve reminded me of some pleasant memories. As a reward, I’ll make an exception and point out your problem. Have you ever met a self-proclaimed archaeological forefather who concealed his name?

I give you a piece of advice: don’t believe anything he says, and don’t do anything according to his instructions. Using the magic of the Holy School, I saw you being manipulated by someone in the shadows, heading towards a dark future.”

The Witch of Truth’s figure shattered instantly.

When Locke tried to ask further, the witch had vanished.

What appeared before Locke was a bitter tree hanging upside down in the sky, a dominant species of the bitter tree genus.