chsdbacks Chapter 769 Headshot
Chapter 769 Headshot
After shutting down his communication with Viola, Jemin sat quietly in the quiet room for a long time.
That pure white light lingered deep within his consciousness, like an ever-burning white sun.
Every time I blink, the overwhelming white light uncontrollably appears in my mind, as if a corner of the endless chaotic void has been swallowed up by that light.
But in the end, he gently exhaled, suppressing all his distracting thoughts.
"No rush."
He muttered to himself.
"Whatever it is, it's not something I can access right now."
Curiosity aside...
Curiosity can never replace ability.
Regardless of what the initial plane of the wizarding civilization was, and regardless of what secrets were hidden behind that white light, for him, the most important thing right now was only one thing—to increase his strength as much as possible.
He quickly regained his composure, re-established the domain of solidified laws, and merged with the dimensional origin of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane for the second time.
This time, his target was no longer the white light, but the unmarked and unreclaimed wandering planes in the endless chaotic void. However, before he actually began the search, he did something he hadn't done last time.
Define your search scope.
The wizarding civilization has extremely strict regional divisions for plane searching.
The search area for each wizarding faction is determined by an artificially defined three-dimensional coordinate system, with the starting point as the origin. Different angular ranges are allocated according to the size of the faction.
Each faction can only extend its search along its permitted angles and must not cross boundaries.
These rules were personally established by the ninth-level wizards at the beginning of the expansion of wizarding civilization.
It has been practiced for countless years, and has even been included in the contracts that wizard apprentices are required to sign.
Norren Workshop is only considered a mid-level power in the Star Ring Federation, and the search angles it can be allocated are pitifully small.
It is probably just a cone-shaped search area with an acute angle of only a few tenths of a degree, with the starting plane as the origin.
This was only the extent of the observation range that Norn Workshop had gained after defeating the Chaos Cult and the Tower of Annihilation and "confiscating" the observation range of the two wizarding factions. Although it sounds like a very small observation angle, the territory of the wizarding civilization is truly vast.
When the radiation reaches the location of Norn Workshop, even with such a tiny angle, the actual area covered is already astonishingly vast. It is no exaggeration to say that with the Chaos Cult and the Tower of Annihilation having already withdrawn from this void, Norn Workshop's current number of high-level wizards simply cannot completely sweep away this angle.
Numerous potential planes lie hidden within that distorted background of color, waiting for a patient wizard to uncover them one by one.
Jemin locked his perception origin onto that huge ball of pure white light and precisely calculated his search sector according to the angle parameters assigned to him by the Norren Workshop.
He then lowered the intensity of the solidified law domain and, with the aid of a plane-level magic array, began to search little by little for the distorted and chaotic void background. For the next few hours, he hardly moved.
He simply controlled the magic array, scanning his search area inch by inch.
Time passed slowly.
A few hours later, Jemin exited the fusion state empty-handed.
After exiting the fusion state, Jemin rubbed his temples and couldn't help but sigh.
"Although I expected it, I didn't expect it to be such a physically demanding job."
This is pure manual labor.
Unmarked planes, against the "background" of the endless chaotic void, are almost indistinguishable from ordinary elemental turbulence.
It quietly hid among countless dazzling and distorted points of light, blending into the surrounding turbulence.
Of course, in theory, a formed plane will also generate fluctuations in the laws, but these weak fluctuations will be masked by the background "noise" of the endless chaotic void.
Finding an unmarked, free-floating plane in the endless chaotic void is no different for high-ranking wizards than for ordinary people searching for a diamond the same size as a grain of sand on an entire beach.
Patience, luck, and plenty of time.
These are the three essential elements of the search plane.
Leaning back in his chair, Jemin began to have wicked thoughts.
"Patience and time can't solve this for now, but luck... seems like it might be something we can't control?"
He recalled the high-ranking wizards of fate he had met, almost all of whom were skilled at using knowledge of fate to help them find planes.
For example, the level 7 Fate wizards we cooperated with in previous missions.
When they mention "finding a dimension," they always speak casually, as if they are just picking up seashells on the beach.
Since the laws of fate can foresee the future, they can also see clues about "where to find other planes".
Although he doesn't have much knowledge about destiny, his passive accumulation over the years through the Destiny System, coupled with his understanding of the law of cause and effect at the Dao Integration Realm, makes him stronger than those wizards who have only touched the threshold of the law of destiny.
"We can give it a try..."
Thinking this, Jieming cautiously activated the Fate System, then activated the True Delusion-Breaking Eye, and then used the Law Solidification Domain as a medium to unleash his knowledge, which could barely be called the Law of Fate, with all his might.
What he wanted to see was, within the search area of Norn Workshop, in which direction and at what distance, he could find an unmarked, masterless plane.
then……
Bang!
His head exploded.
It literally exploded.
From the neck up, Jieming was instantly transformed into a child fan by a pure torrent of information.
Flesh and blood, bones, soul... all the material and immaterial structures that made up his head were simultaneously overwhelmed by immeasurable information. The dummy body in the quiet room exploded on the spot.
The true body, hidden beneath the dummy, uncontrollably revealed itself. A head with a face on both the front and back exploded violently from the inside, splattering dark golden flesh and blood all over the rune walls of the entire quiet room.
A terrifying power instantly spread outwards, causing the sky above the Infernal Sulfur Plane to tremble violently, forming a cloud of golden light that spread outwards. The black giants only saw the sky flicker briefly before it quickly returned to normal.
However, considering that their master was a wizard, the black giants were not too surprised that the alarm did not sound.
Jemin's remaining consciousness emitted a near-out-of-control scream in his mental sea, abruptly severing his fusion with the origin of the plane.
His true form crashed to the floor of the quiet room, with only a few strands of dark golden muscle fibers above his neck still slowly writhing.
Fortunately, after being tempered by the true fire of the sun, the body-forging method has become ridiculously efficient at regenerating flesh and blood.
The shattered bone fragments were pulled back together by an invisible force, the muscle fibers were reassembled little by little like weaving cloth, and the dark golden blood flowed back into the body as if it were alive.
The skin begins to cover the face from the top of the skull downwards, and the facial features of the two faces recombine and take shape within a few breaths.