Wizard: I Have a Game Panel-Chapter 388 - 276: Supreme, No Offense

The moment Blood finished speaking, the emerald green light screen before it suddenly changed, and the panoramic view of the Wizard Plane Group was completely revealed.

It ignored the other planes, focusing all its attention on the Wizard Plane and the surrounding hundred or so planes.

Within these planes, the Dream Spirit marked all lifeforms that had just appeared, seemingly identical to the ’Wizard’ race.

"These creatures don’t seem to be much different from ’Wizards’... Hmm?" Blood observed for a while, confused, when it suddenly noticed that one marked lifeform in the plane being integrated with the Wizard Plane was killed by an Abyssal Demon.

Immediately, a faint trace, almost imperceptible without careful observation, containing countless laws and principles, emanated from the remains of the deceased lifeform, and almost instantaneously teleported into the nearest Wizard Tower from the deceased.

In the next moment, a lifeform with the same appearance as the deceased, yet with its life force weakened to the extreme, was resurrected by that light.

Simultaneously, his remains, left ’not far away,’ mysteriously disappeared.

After witnessing this scene, Blood was dumbfounded for a while, then suddenly seemed to realize something, his pupils widened: "This... this this... Dream Spirit, quickly call Butterfly, I’m not sure if what I’m thinking is true."

"If it is true..."

...

Wizard Plane, Betula Continent, top floor study of Lor Wizard Tower.

"I wonder what Blood really thinks of players?" Lor emanated his senses, watching one player after another appearing in the city, a curiosity rising inside him that he could not suppress.

From what he knew, the previous super civilizations seemed indifferent to the appearance of players.

As for the reason for this indifference, he wasn’t sure whether they also did not know how players came to be or were uninterested in them, or perhaps feared the presence behind the players.

"It’s a pity Blood’s attitude toward me has changed, otherwise I could have tried asking." Lor sighed regretfully, retracting his senses, glanced at the Sequence Panel where the Origin Points were once again starting to increase, continued to gather Time Rune Fragments from the River of Time Scroll.

Anyway, the continued arrival of players in the Wizard Plane, providing him with Origin Points, was a good thing.

The only thing he needed to do next was to use the River of Time Scroll and Origin Points to comprehend the Time Rune, integrate Time Witchcraft into core witchcraft to develop some time traits, and thus prolong the official opening time of the Trial Field.

...

Second World, towering tree space.

"Blood, what is it now?" A transparent Butterfly looked at the silkworm in front of it, asking somewhat irritably.

This guy just swindled ten thousand Law Values from it a century ago, and if Blood wanted to play any tricks this time, Butterfly wouldn’t mind teaching him a lesson at his real-world dwelling.

"Butterfly, look at these ’players’." Blood pointed at the marked players in the light screen before him, excitedly saying, "You’ll never guess what I discovered!"

"Players?" Following Blood’s words, Butterfly turned to look at the light screen reflected by the Dream Spirit, full of confusion: "These marked lifeforms are indistinguishable from that Time Faction genius’ race, aren’t they?"

"Don’t be hasty." Blood glanced at the Abyss, finally pointing at a player on the sixty-third layer of the Abyss who was already targeted by an Eye Demon, saying: "In a moment, he is going to die, watch carefully what happens after his death."

"Alright." Butterfly asked no more questions, its curiosity piqued, silently waiting for that ’player’ to die.

Within the light screen.

"Whew—"

A blood-red ray of power, reaching the third tier, shot from an extremely distant place, targeting a young man standing atop a high peak, clad in a gold and green dual-ring Wizard Robe, enveloped by a gold and green dual-colored Defense Barrier.

When the blood-red ray came within a hundred miles of the youth, he sensed the Abyssal Elements fluctuating from behind, turned to look, and instantly became extremely frustrated: "Damn it, I shouldn’t have chosen to log off here!"

The last time he left, this layer of the Abyss had been cleared by the players.

He chose to log off outdoors to be the first to grab an Abyssal Demon after the update for a big score.

But...

"Boom—"

The blood-red ray hit the gold and green dual-colored Defense Barrier around the youth, dissolving the Defense Barrier almost instantaneously, then struck him, vaporizing him and leaving a deep, bottomless hole in the mountain below him.

"Transcendence Treasure?!!" Butterfly stared at the strange light emerging from where the youth vanished, its antennae constantly moving, almost unable to believe its eyes.

The Transcendence Treasure is something every lifeform dreams of obtaining.

If a transcendental being is paired with a Transcendence Treasure, they can stand above countless lifeforms, becoming one of the few, supreme Sovereigns.

However, the Transcendence Treasure always chooses its master independently, even a Sovereign cannot force its acknowledgment, let alone ordinary transcendents.

This leads to a very bizarre phenomenon.

Every few epochs, several pieces of Transcendence Treasure wander through the Nine Universes, eventually finding an approved lifeform.

Yet, the vast majority of approved lifeforms either perish halfway or reach their limits but fail to transcend, ultimately dying with regret, losing the chance to become a Sovereign.

When a Transcendence Treasure loses its chosen one, it disappears, appearing again after several epochs, thus repeating the cycle.

"Since even you think so, it seems my guess is correct."

Blood sighed, "I had never imagined that the realms we were forced to create would draw the attention of a Transcendence Treasure, the probability of which is even lower than a Sovereign transcending in the Loop of Time!"