Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 255 - 39: The Sunset of the King’s Demise

Chapter 255 -39: The Sunset of the King’s Demise

Big Shots’ battles had little impact on the ground war, as Fire Lizard armies continued to pour into the Wizard’s fortress city, wearing down the number of Wizards with a casualty rate of five or even ten to one.

It was a profitable affair for the Fire Lizards.

There were only so many Wizards in the Red Sun World; one less Wizard with every death. As long as enough of them died, the Wizards’ front line would eventually collapse.

Wizards were not robots; high casualty rates could also lead to a collapse in Wizard morale.

Boom!

A fireball exploded, the black flames turning the last Fire Lizard Warrior in the alley into ashes.

Having dealt with the last enemy, Richard leaned against the wall, somewhat exhausted.

A black crow flew in from outside the alley, its claws still clutching a steaming, fresh heart.

“Caw, a Dragon Cursing Sorcerer’s heart, nearly at Level 3.”

Richard casually took it and pulled out a bottle filled with preservative from his pocket, tossing the heart into it.

“Have the Big Shots shown no intention of ending the fight yet?” Richard casually asked.

It was the fourteenth day since the outbreak of war, and Richard had been reassigned from a technical advisor for the support convoy to a combat alchemist of the White Wizard Army, mainly responsible for repairing Alchemy Weapons for squads that had lost their Alchemy Wizards.

This was a highly dangerous position, as it required moving between various squads’ defensive zones, constantly facing confrontations with Fire Lizards. Although Richard, as the designer of the Magic Support Vehicle, had initially been entitled to demand a change in position from the headquarters, they had offered him a condition he couldn’t refuse—a deed granting eternal land rights.

Land was an important form of wealth accumulation for Wizards. Its value lay not only in its yield or what resources lay beneath it but also in the access it granted to the world.

Because such eternal land would not be extensive, having resources wouldn’t fetch much of a price.

The real value of land lay in the fact that owning it was tantamount to owning a ticket into this world.

After a Great Wizard conquered a world, many of those worlds were closed to outsiders. To enter these worlds, one either had to join the Great Wizard’s Academy or some Wizard Commerce that cooperated with them.

But for a Wizard with a piece of eternal land, the Teleportation Gates to that world were always open to them.

Moreover, this rule came from the Truth Council, which every Great Wizard would comply with.

The Red Sun World was nothing special, but there was still much to explore inside it, particularly the Pioneers’ testing grounds underground.

In ten years, Richard had only explored part of it, and a substantial area still awaited his exploration.

“Caw, soon,” Ulysses said, eyeing the continuously changing celestial phenomena. Every move of a World Master Level entity could cause variations in the heavens, “That old guy enveloped in green fire has already gained the upper hand. Once he fully understands that Fire Lizard King’s tricks, the Fire Lizard will be done for.”

“Phew, that’s a relief,” Richard straightened up with the support of his magic wand, “When I saw him taking on two at a time, I was really sweating for that Inferno Great Wizard.”

Ulysses said indifferently, “Caw, below Level 6, World Master Level entities produced by civilizations are far stronger than ordinary World Masters. If they don’t have the Power of the World to bolster them, those three Fire Lizards wouldn’t stand a chance against that green fire skeleton—even together, they’d just be getting whipped.”

“Huh? Below Level 6?” Richard noticed the qualifier, “Is there something special about Level 6?”

Ulysses fell silent for a moment before slowly saying, “Caw, Level 6 is often the final tier in a power path. Those who reach this tier either have walked a path to its very end. Such beings, with one more step, become the forebears of a civilization.

Or they are those divinely endowed children of the world, naturally World Masters capable of manipulating the rules as easily as breathing.”

“The end of a path, Level 6 is the end?” Richard was a bit puzzled; there were Levels above 6—Level 7, Level 8, and even the legendary Level 9. How could that be the end?

“Caw, reaching Level 6 theoretically doesn’t require any special Talent. One only needs sufficient resources and enough experience to get there,” Ulysses spoke with a hint of emotion, “And every powerhouse above Level 6 possesses Talent, effort, and even luck far beyond ordinary people.

Their experiences are not replicable, not something you can learn from.”

Richard was astonished; Ulysses’ words completely overturned his understanding.

Becoming Level 6 required no special Talent?

Richard couldn’t help but ask, “Where did you hear these words? I remember you’re not Level 6.”

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Ulysses glanced at him and replied coolly:

“Caw, the Eternal God King.”

“…Well, nothing then. It can only be said the Divine King’s vision was lofty.”

Stepping out of the alley, Richard collided with two Imperial Guard Dragon Warriors head-on. Seeing Richard, the two Fire Lizards immediately attacked from both sides.

Two Black Gold Scimitars cut through the air, one aimed at Richard’s neck while the other targeted his heart.

Clang! Ssssssss…

The scimitar aimed at his neck was blocked by Richard’s magic wand, while the one aiming for his heart scraped a series of dazzling sparks across the armor,

The Imperial Guard Dragon Warriors were about to strike again, but a flash of dark light passed by, and they found themselves gazing upon two very familiar headless corpses.

Ulysses suspended the two heads at his side, tilted his beak up, and with a slurp sound akin to sipping bubble tea, he sucked the brains out of the skulls thoroughly.

“Caw, want a taste? These Fire Lizard brains can get the body going,” he offered.

Richard waved his hand dismissively, “No thanks, I don’t like raw food.”

Pulling out the map, Richard prepared to head to the next small outpost.

All at once, a mighty “voice” entered Richard’s perception, causing him to clutch his ears in pain instantly. But the voice was just an illusion; regardless of his covered ears, the sound still lingered beside him.

That was… a cry!

It wasn’t just Richard who heard the cry; the creatures of the Red Sun World all heard it too.

The battling Fire Lizards suddenly stopped in their tracks, nearly all of them looking in the same direction at once, as an inexplicable sadness welled up from within their hearts. Most Wizards, like Richard, were in agony, covering their ears.

King of the Fire Lizards, Minar, looked towards the other end of the battlefield in shock. A few kilometers in front of him, Great Wizard Qing Shuang, who was in a miserable state, began to laugh.

By Richard’s side, Ulysses calmly said,

“Gah, Richard, this is the Heavenly Tears, a World Master is about to die.”

…

In the sky, Great Wizard Yuhuo pulled his Skeletal Magic Wand out of one of Morick’s skulls.

“Fire Lizard, if you tell me how you managed to do this fusion technique, I’ll make sure you die a swift death.”

The Great Wizard Yuhuo’s voice was very calm; after more than a dozen days of intense battle, his Wizard Robe was only a bit tattered, and the green on his body had dimmed slightly.

It seemed like he didn’t even have a scratch.

Morick, on the other hand, was close to death.

Of Morick’s five heads, only one remained intact. The others were either crushed or torn off completely. The golden scales on his body were dull and lackluster, with large chunks of scales shattered, and golden blood seeping continuously.

The green flames burned quietly on his wounds, rendering Morick’s healing abilities ineffective under their influence.

Although for a World Master, a skull isn’t a vital part, since the skull is an important node for controlling the body with the soul, if it gets smashed, Morick’s body will inevitably lose control for a moment.

That moment might be brief, but for Great Wizard Yuhuo, it was enough time to destroy Morick’s heart.

Without his heart, Morick would be left with no ability to resist.

Morick looked at Great Wizard Yuhuo, his eyes no longer as resolute as before.

Too strong, this Wizard’s power completely exceeded his expectations.

An endless array of tactics, a body with the strength of a Level 5 Creature’s physical limits, and that vast experience in combat.

Compared to this wizard, he was like a child who had just learned to fight.

He was going to lose.

“Big brother, are you going to give up?”

A voice emerged in Morick’s mind, it was Linksa’s voice.

Their fusion technique was essentially a fusion of flesh and a unification of spirit; Linksa’s consciousness had never disappeared, his will had been helping Morick fight all along.

“My brother, I’m about to lose.”

Morick’s voice was filled with bitterness; Great Wizard Yuhuo was even more formidable than the Giant Dragons he had once overthrown.

Both his body and spirit were now facing defeat.

“Big brother, is this your choice?”

Linksa’s voice held no anger; both of them had experienced the battle and were well aware of how terrifying that wizard opposite them was.

At this moment, their minds were as one.

“I… have lost.”

Morick gave his response, and so did Linksa.

Morick’s body began emitting a golden light, and two figures slowly separated within it.

Great Wizard Yuhuo watched this scene with interest, constantly analyzing the mystery within.

At this moment, he held the winning ticket; there was no possibility for Morick to turn the tables.

The golden light faded, and the figures of Linksa and Morick reappeared on the battlefield. Morick remained as before the fusion, while Linksa took on all the injuries that came after the fusion.

“Wizard, you’ve won,” Linksa slowly said.

“Yes, that’s obvious. So what’s your decision?”

Great Wizard Yuhuo held his Magic Wand, its tip surrounded by chains of Yuhuo flame woven into a ball, within which countless runes seemed to flow endlessly.

If Linksa’s answer did not align with his wishes, the only thing awaiting him was sealing.

“…But you are too arrogant, wizard.”

Linksa suddenly began to laugh, Great Wizard Yuhuo’s face changed abruptly as a green firewall formed instantaneously from the wand’s Sealing Skill at the tip.

Linksa looked at Morick and laughed,

“Big brother, I secretly kept one of the Divine weapons. It’s just a pity that the condition to activate it was too finicky, and I never got the chance to use it.”

A light appeared from the Void, Linksa’s figure gradually disappearing in the glow as the only sun of the Red Sun World’s winter slid down towards the horizon.

The sun had set.