chsdbacks Chapter 610 Rewards and Gains
Chapter 610 Rewards and Gains
It can only be said that Level 9 is indeed Level 9; even when completely at a disadvantage, it can still hold on for a long time.
The roar of the God of Chaos echoed in the void for a full ten days before it completely dissipated.
In order to capture a live specimen, the level eight wizards of the Crimson Court took turns attacking it, beating it unconscious like a hawk being trained.
Then it was sealed in a specially built flesh and blood cage and dragged back to the depths of the perfect ecological flesh and blood mother nest.
The leader of the Myriad Realms Alliance, who had been bled dry for most of the day, fared even worse. He was beaten to his knees by the wizards of the remaining three major forces, then bound into a dumpling with energy chains and dragged into the core compartment of the flagship, supposedly to be used as "long-term research material."
With the capture of the two Level 9 members, this farce, which began with defection and ended with their arrest, has finally come to an end.
With its leadership wiped out and the remaining forces of the Multiverse Alliance leaderless, they either surrendered, scattered, or were divided up as spoils of war. Unfortunately, when the Chaos God was summoned, all the planes and people held by the Multiverse Alliance were sacrificed, so apart from these remnants, they gained almost nothing else.
Fortunately, the value of the two level-nine creatures is enough to make up for it.
After that, the wizard civilization of the parallel world was officially incorporated into the territory of the Wizard Alliance.
The process was exceptionally smooth and seamless, without any protests or resistance whatsoever.
Those veterans who had survived numerous world-ending wars were utterly subdued the moment they saw the leader of the Multiverse Alliance bound like a dumpling. Joining the enemy if you can't win—this was the simplest truth they had learned from blood and fire.
Moreover, life after joining them was a million times better than when they were independent.
After that, when the contract was signed, the dueling arena was no longer needed.
After witnessing firsthand the entire process of an eighth-level wizard fighting a ninth-level wizard, and the ninth-level wizard being bound like a dumpling and dragged away, the attitudes of those wizards from parallel worlds underwent a complete transformation.
They began to actively seek out their counterparts, actively request to sign contracts, and actively request to obtain knowledge and resources.
As for the wizards who were among the first to sign the contracts, they have already tasted the benefits.
A level 5 wizard from a parallel world broke through his bottleneck and advanced to level 6 on the spot after receiving the complete knowledge system from his counterpart. Standing in the void, feeling the surging power within him, he cried like a child.
His counterpart stood beside him and patted him on the shoulder. This scene played out every day after the war.
And in this environment, the "gathering" has come to its final stage.
The central square of the core plane of the original parallel world's wizard civilization was packed with people.
The high-ranking wizards from the four major powers stood on high ground, looking down at the densely packed crowd with smiles.
At the front of the crowd, Jemin and David stood side by side, their faces a mixture of tension and anticipation, anticipation and bewilderment.
Below, a huge number of wizards are watching.
There are four major factions, and there are also parallel worlds.
The wizards from the parallel world looked at the two young figures above with complex emotions in their eyes.
These two people sparked the war, and then the war ended in a way they never expected.
They are indeed heroes.
Calling them jinxes wouldn't be entirely wrong.
A level six wizard stood on the high edge, holding a long list in his hands. He cleared his throat, and his voice, amplified through a sound-amplifying array, resounded throughout the entire plaza: "After joint evaluation by the four major powers, the following rewards are given to those who have made special contributions in this war..."
The square fell silent instantly.
"David, as one of the driving forces behind the discovery of parallel worlds, distinguished himself in the defensive battle and was awarded 12 billion points of advanced military merit. He was also granted permission to select ten planes from those held by the wizarding civilizations of parallel worlds and acquire ownership of them. The four major powers promised to assist in the plane fusion if the selected individuals originally held planes."
A collective gasp of astonishment rippled through the square.
12 billion high-level military merits, ownership of ten planes...
The combined value of these two rewards exceeds the entire fortune of many level seven wizards who are not good at making money.
Some people even glanced at David, wanting to see how the young man would react.
David's reaction did not disappoint the others.
He stood there, his expression blank, his mouth slightly open, like a fish that had been slapped ashore.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but nothing came out.
His mentor stood below, his eyes narrowed into slits with laughter.
"Jermin," the Level 6 wizard continued, his voice rising a few decibels, "as one of the driving forces behind the discovery of parallel worlds, and considering his earlier discovery of the illegal wizards' intentions, he is hereby awarded 15 billion points of advanced military merit."
The gasps of shock in the square grew even louder.
One hundred and fifty billion, which is three billion more than David.
"At the same time, they are authorized to select ten planes from those held by parallel world wizarding civilizations and acquire ownership of them. The four major powers have promised to assist in the plane fusion if the selected planes originally held by them."
Jemin's expression wasn't much better than David's.
He glanced instinctively at Clark, who stood below, nodding expressionlessly, as if to say, "Hmm, not bad." Jemin looked away, took a deep breath, and tried to appear calm.
Ten planes...
Don't be fooled by the fact that he now has a seat; it was actually a special perk granted to him by the Norren Workshop.
In reality, over 70% of level six wizards haven't obtained their own plane of existence, let alone multiple planes. Although most parallel world planes are poorly developed and have harsh environments, a plane is still a plane.
As long as the plane's resources are not excessively extracted, even if the plane's resources are completely depleted, they can recover over a long period of time. Their value will remain immeasurable.
"Furthermore..." the sixth-level wizard drawled, deliberately keeping him in suspense.
The square fell silent again.
"With the joint approval of the four major powers, the 'Core Database' of the parallel world's wizarding civilization is hereby opened to David and Jemin. Both of them may view it at will, without time or limit on the number of times."
This time, even the level eight wizards from the four major powers turned their heads slightly.
Although the wizarding civilization in the parallel world is backward, their knowledge system was honed in countless life-and-death battles.
The techniques for dealing maximum damage with minimal resources, surviving in dire situations, and squeezing every last bit of power to its limit are things that modern wizarding civilizations lack.
Moreover, the core database contains all the research data about this parallel wizard civilization.
The value of these things cannot be measured by military merit.
When Jemin heard about the reward, his eyes lit up.
While the knowledge systems of parallel worlds are mostly outdated, some of them differ from those of the present world due to different development paths and environments.
If the two can be combined and mutually verified, there will definitely be a lot of gains.
He had even started planning in his mind which section to go to first, which materials to look at first, and which technologies to learn first.
Below, Viola stood beside Clark, looking at the two bewildered young men above, a smile playing on her lips.
"Mentor, my junior brother has really struck gold this time."
Clark did not speak.
He simply looked at Jemin, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips.
After a moment, he uttered two words indifferently: "Not bad."
Viola rolled her eyes.
This old man, would it kill him to say a compliment?
Finally, Jemin snapped out of his shock.
He turned to look at David, who was also looking at him.
The two young men's eyes met in mid-air, and they both saw the same thing in each other's eyes: excitement.
Jemin withdrew his gaze, calmed his excited emotions, and looked up at the dark mass of people below.
The high-ranking representatives of the four major powers were still watching them with smiles, while the complex emotions in the eyes of the wizards from the parallel world had turned into relief. His mentor and senior sister stood at the forefront of the crowd, quietly watching him.
The work of receiving parallel worlds continues, but those trivial matters are no longer relevant to Jemin.
The four major powers dispatched dedicated administrative teams to be responsible for population registration, resource inventory, and dimensional allocation.
The documents that needed to be signed were piled up like a mountain, and the meetings that needed to be coordinated were scheduled for next month.
After signing the final confirmation of ownership of the ten planes, Jemin turned and embarked on his journey home without looking back.
As the teleportation array lit up, he took one last look at the core plane of that parallel world.
A gray sky, dilapidated buildings, and wizards with withered faces but hopeful eyes.
With the help of the wizards, this world will soon be transformed.
As the light faded, the familiar gray-red sky of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane appeared overhead.
The air was thick with the smell of sulfur, and thick smoke was still billowing from the distant volcano.
Jemin took a breath, smelling the familiar scent, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
He felt like he was coming home.
The first thing Jemin did upon returning to the Sulfur Plane of Purgatory was to open the inner cave within his body.
The moment the cave entrance opened, a thick, almost tangible, stench of blood rushed out.
That was the aura of the remnants of the Myriad Realms Alliance army, the sediment of the essence of the flesh and blood of a massive number of level six and seven creatures.
The legion of black giants poured out of the cave and lined up on the plain.
Jemin hovered in mid-air, looking down at the troops who had followed him, and couldn't help but gasp.
Before he left, he didn't bring many high-level black giants with him.
Apart from the five hundred black giant priests and their leader, Lava Mountain, most of the elite forces remained in the Infernal Sulfur Plane to handle daily operations. The black giants he brought there were mainly at the level of level five.
At this moment, more than half of the 100,000 level 5 black giants he led out have advanced to level 6.
Their bodies swelled more than ten times in size, the liquid metal layer on their surface became denser, and the aura they exuded was calm and profound.
Those who haven't been promoted yet are already on the verge of a breakthrough.
His breathing was erratic, and he could cross that threshold at any moment.
The changes in the five hundred black giant priests were even more pronounced.
They were originally mutants born with a one in ten million chance, possessing extremely high intelligence, and were Jemin's most capable research assistants.
Although their size did not increase significantly at this moment, a faint silver-white pattern appeared on the liquid metal layer on their bodies, which was a manifestation of the overflow of soul power.
Their eyes are more lively, and their aura is more profound.
Some of them even started to leak their spiritual energy, indicating that they had reached the limit of this level.
If you're lucky, you might even be able to break through to level seven on your own.
As for Lava Mountain...
Jemin looked up at the majestic black mountain range at the end of the plain.
Its towering ten-thousand-meter-high body sat there like a silent volcano.
Its aura didn't change much, but Jemin could sense that the intricate structures on its body used to stabilize the soul had become more refined. It seemed that its gains this time were quite substantial.
Jemin landed back on the ground and nodded in satisfaction.
This trip alone was worth the price of admission just for the evolution of the Black Giant Legion.
Jemin also recorded a large amount of data on high-level wizard duels, but this will require slow analysis; however, it is still invaluable. Moreover, besides these, there is the reward of discovering parallel worlds.
"Once we've merged those ten planes, it'll be about time for the black giant population to start a new round of growth."
Thinking this, the Magic Network terminal suddenly vibrated.
Jemin looked down and saw it was a message from the artificial intelligence Felix.
Jemin blinked, not particularly surprised, and casually picked it up.
"Lord Jemin," Felix's voice remained calm as always, "the human wizards of the ten planes you selected have all been relocated."
Jemin raised an eyebrow.
Wow, that was fast.
When he was choosing a plane, he specifically selected those that were rich in resources, had special minerals, or had high energy concentrations.
As for the wizarding humans who had settled there, he didn't need them, so he mentioned that he hoped they could be properly settled. Unexpectedly, Felix took care of it for him.
"The Star Ring Federation will assign a dedicated person to handle the plane fusion work," Felix continued. "The preliminary survey is expected to be completed within three months, and the fusion process will be initiated within six months. Before that, you will need to complete some preliminary preparatory work on the Purgatory Sulfur Plane."
A light screen popped up, and a detailed checklist of preparations appeared in front of Jamin.
The preset locations of the magic array nodes, the reserved interfaces for the energy loops, the calibration parameters of the spatial anchor points...
Densely packed, covering every detail.
Jemin quickly glanced through it and got a general idea.
The project is quite large, but it doesn't require much resource investment; all you need is sufficient manpower.
"Thank you, I'll make preparations in advance." Jemin turned off the terminal and turned to face the legion of black giants still lined up on the plain. He raised his hand and issued orders to all the black giant priests through the Fate System.
"Everyone, form groups according to your assigned roles. Collect the materials for setting up the magic array, proceed to the designated locations on the list, and begin construction."
The black giant priests bowed simultaneously.
The legion of black giants transformed into a black torrent, surging into all parts of the Infernal Sulfur Plane.
(That's all for today. I need to think about what to write next.)