Cultivating in the Wizard World-Chapter 236 - 209: Fury of Flamefrost (Part 3)

Even as a Sixth Level Wizard, Augustine’s expression turned exceptionally grave when maneuvering the Ship Plane to confront this gigantic monster.

After all, this plane before him was a living entity with autonomous will and terrifying power.

No wonder the wizards had previously searched the entire plane and found no traces of other intelligent life.

Because the most powerful "Dominator" was the Ice and Flame Plane itself!

The conception of life in the Endless Plane where the wizards reside is exceedingly complex.

But it is generally accepted that only those with a "Soul" can be called life forms.

If in the world of Jeming’s previous life, life was a miracle formed by organic materials through countless coincidences,

then in the world of wizards, life is a miracle formed by Spiritual Power in specific environments.

Of course, the "Soul" and "Spiritual Power" here do not specifically refer to any fixed matter or energy but are general terms for concepts within this plane creature that can carry consciousness.

In fact, not only is the composition of souls not fixed, but quite the opposite; the basic elemental structure of souls differs among organisms from various planes.

One could say that in the Endless Plane, what can be called "Soul" is constructed in myriad bizarre ways.

It is also for this reason, the bodies suitable for soul attachment are also varied.

The birth of many elemental creatures is based on this principle.

From this principle, it can be inferred that if there is a suitable element, gathering in sufficiently massive quantities, and by chance does not collapse due to its own gravity or energy conflict,

but instead, by a stroke of luck, forms an extremely grand, unified "Soul."

Then on this foundation, gathering enough elements to form a body indeed can create a living organism as large as the plane before them!

Activated Planes, Giant Plane Beasts, Living Planes...

For similar existences, wizards have different names depending on their forms.

But basically, they are all descriptive of this universe-level miracle that could only be born out of sheer neat coincidences!

Watching the Living Plane before him still roaring angrily, shaking the entire void, these deeply ingrained pieces of knowledge flashed rapidly through Jeming’s mind.

After the initial sluggishness and shock, his first reaction was — this Augustine Wizard, hit the jackpot!

That’s right, hit the jackpot!

The birth of a Living Plane requires too many nearly impossible coincidences; its existence itself is a miracle greater than the Divine Power Faith Network.

It’s no exaggeration to say that even the legendary Eighth Level Wizards would drool with envy at the sight of this Living Plane!

Whether capturing and enslaving it, dissecting or researching it, its value is immeasurable! 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

But Jeming’s second reaction was suddenly recalling a geological issue he once discovered on this plane.

Magma Giants and Yetis would periodically launch large-scale wars, and the territory of the victor would expand accordingly.

Jeming once discussed with Viola and thought it might be that these two monster communities had mastered some special technological means to alter the corresponding elemental projection areas.

Now it seemed, this conjecture was laughable.

What technological means?

These two powerful monster communities were clearly the "playthings" of this Living Plane!

For life forms on the plane to alter the element projection of the plane requires extremely advanced technology and massive amounts of energy.

But for a Living Plane, changing the ratio of elemental projection illumination is very simple — just like humans shifting slightly during sunbathing to get more even exposure!

"Roar!!!"

Another wave of soul fluctuation, filled with pure anger, swept over.

Jeming stared dazedly across the crevice at the Living Plane once again silently roaring, attempting to devour the surrounding matter and energy with its giant magma mouth, a third question uncontrollably arising in his mind:

"Can Augustine... win?"

From what he knew, the existence of a Living Plane was outrageously strong!

They are inherently integrated with the entire plane’s rules, or rather, they are the plane itself.

An existence like this could cause catastrophes with just a gesture!

Could this Augustine Wizard really win?

"Should... be able to win?" Jeming consoled himself, "Considering his appearance, he must have been fully prepared for this, even at the cost of sacrificing the entire Wizard Camp, launching a vicious strike against this Living Plane right from the start..."

Strange and chaotic thoughts continuously reflected in Jeming’s mind.

He seemed to be distracted.

But only Jeming himself knew that his behavior was actually because the scene before him was too astonishing, the information too overwhelming.

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To put it bluntly, with his current strength, he was completely overwhelmed by the situation, causing his brain to short-circuit.

It wasn’t just Jeming; other wizards on the Ship Plane were basically reacting the same way.

They floated numbly in mid-air, faces filled with shock, confusion, fear, and a trace of uncontrollable frenzy.

For wizards who are usually known for their rationality and composure, being unable to control their thoughts was already quite a loss of poise.

However, looking at the group of disheartened wizards before him, Jeming suddenly felt that something seemed to be missing?

"Ah~ what a wonderful pain~"

A voice filled with pleasure and intoxication, like that of a pervert, suddenly rang in his ear.

The voice had a sickly magnetism that made Jeming instantly realize what he had overlooked.

"No, this is definitely perverted." Jeming silently criticized in his heart.

He turned to see Viola, who had quietly arrived beside him at some unknown moment.

At this moment, Viola’s cheeks were flushed unnaturally, and her silver-gray eyes shimmered with extreme excitement.

She didn’t care about Jeming’s gaze, still immersed in her world, greedily breathing in the "pain" exuded by the many wizards in this void.

Jeming observed a bit and noticed that Viola’s attention seemed not to be entirely on the surrounding wizards whose spirits were on the verge of collapse.

She seemed more focused on the distant Living Plane, which was still roaring angrily, emitting endless waves of pain due to being heavily damaged.

Jeming twitched his mouth, couldn’t help but ask, "Senior, do you also enjoy that thing’s pain?"

"Of course!" Viola turned her head, licking her lips with a dreamy look in her eyes, "Such a powerful creature, such a great miracle, yet releasing such agonizing howls... it’s truly... thrilling to the point of trembling..."

Jeming smacked his lips, deciding not to discuss philosophical matters with this pervert.

He forcefully changed the subject, beginning to ask Viola what they were supposed to do next.

Actually, Jeming didn’t expect to get a reliable answer from her.

He was simply looking for a way to divert the indescribable, immense pressure in his heart from facing the "Living Plane."

But to Jeming’s surprise, Viola actually gave him an answer this time.

She toned down a bit of the frenzy from her face, regaining a touch of her usual coolness, and said faintly, "Next... you should receive tasks to assist Augustine Wizard in dealing with that big guy down there."

Jeming was slightly stunned.

Soon, just as Viola had said, clear and cold instructions were issued through the Magic Network Terminal with precision to every wizard on the Ship Plane.

Jeming looked down and saw that his task was to [go to node "369-7" for energy transmission and array control.]

He instinctively raised his head and noticed that a Space Transmission Array had unknowingly been established among the crowd not far away.

Wizards received the tasks and, following the guidance, began transmitting to their designated areas through the Space Array one by one.

Jeming didn’t hesitate much and followed the crowd over.

A flash of light, and a sense of weightlessness came over him.

Through space teleportation, Jeming soon arrived at a barren land indistinguishable from the rest of the Ship Plane.

The ground here was a metallic gray-black without any vegetation, appearing extraordinarily desolate.

The only unique aspect was a small fortress abruptly standing there, seemingly forged from various metals.

The fortress’s appearance was filled with a simple, heavy beauty, and complex energy circuits were engraved on its surface.

Jeming accessed his Magic Network Terminal, authenticated his information, and entered the fortress directly.

He skillfully handled the control panel inside the fortress, integrating his wizard privileges into the system.

Soon, Jeming understood from the information released that this fortress was the control core of an array node.

As for the entire array... with Jeming’s knowledge, its structure was so complex, the energy circuits so grand, it should be part of some super-large Protective Array.

He activated his "Eye of Scouting," emitting an invisible wave from the fortress as its center, spreading outward.

Jeming scanned briefly and discovered that within ten kilometers, there were only three or four similar nodes!

The distance between nodes was so large that combining these nodes into an array must result in an array of unimaginable proportions!

"Could it be... a Protective Array covering the entire Ship Plane?"

Just as this thought crossed Jeming’s mind—

Thud!!!

The ground outside suddenly trembled violently!

This tremor was far more intense than when the Magma Giant army marched, as if some massive object weighing billions of tons was slowly awakening deep beneath the Ship Plane!