Chapter 1440: Chapter 1141: Mysterious 5 Rings

Even the most arrogant of existences, when they focus on history, are humbled by the long river of time that has washed away countless monumental figures, making one feel insignificant in reflection.

Demon-Hunting Sorcerers hunt for resources, Stigma Sorcerers hunt for treasures, True Spirit Sorcerers hunt for history.

Any great existence can only lead for a brief moment in a certain space or historical event. No one can truly be eternal. Even the ancestor of humans or Antonio are just tales of yesteryear.

The excellence of other races’ civilizations, beyond measure.

In that most glorious and prosperous ancient period of the Wizard World, where geniuses were abundant and heroes roamed free, even though the world cluster was not yet united, the ever-expanding Wizard World already possessed a commanding presence, naive and unaware, much like the current Metal Destroyer civilization.

"All things shall become history."

In the True Spirit Dedication of the Holy Tower Book, some regarded it as a transmission of knowledge, others as a right of True Spirit, still others as a Stigmata dedication, but in that black and glorious ancient era, the Five Rings sprang into existence and defined it as the history of the Wizard World!

Nothing can reveal the essence of Wizard World history more directly than the progress of knowledge.

What is the significance of the Holy Tower Book?

In that brutal and glorious ancient period, the acquisition of knowledge could only be slowly accumulated through equal knowledge exchange and repeated trial-and-error experiments like rolling dice.

Want to trade resources for knowledge?

The cruel exploitation was unimaginable; knowledge is power, knowledge is priceless!

Unlike the modern sorcerer, it was a dark and cruel era where everyone was on edge. Precisely because of knowledge’s invaluable nature, the difficulty in obtaining it, every sorcerer yearned for it like commoners did for wealth, trading their lives to guard it.

No one could break the barriers within; during that period, almost every sorcerer had their unique skills and titles, as every sorcerer inevitably conducted experiments using themselves as the standard to find the most suitable abilities!

Until one day, a wizard emerged from illusion, claiming to have brought back papers from the time streams of various races to the Wizard World, creating volumes of the Holy Tower Book, the concept of inheriting knowledge through trade and dedication finally emerged in the Wizard World.

This wizard was shrouded in mystery. History holds almost no information about him, as if he appeared out of thin air, attaining True Spirit in that genius-ridden era. Many were astonished, incredulous, and some sorcerers suspected he was the guise of some uncanny life form.

However, time will eventually cleanse away the discarded, leaving the true history.

The war of civilizations passed, a large number of True Spirit Sorcerers fell, yet the Five Rings remained silently observing history.

Above the seven-hued rainbow, a White Robe Sorcerer stood quietly. Under the High-Footed Hat, his sharp eyes watching, majestic and mysterious, unmoved by external happenings, as if merely a historical observer, recorder, weaving the long river of time of the Wizard World, akin to The Fool of the Trickster World Cluster.

"Before every civilization’s demise, certain ominous and bizarre omens appear."

Drip, drip, drip...

The Dew Flower Vase drops clear water, converting into cloud vapor mid-air, quite mysterious.

Meow...

A balloon-like fat cat floats gently, its seven-colored rainbow body continuously flicking its fluffy big tail, trying hard to maintain its floating height, droopy-eyed, lazily appearing just waking up.

"Since the appearance of the Summer Guardian, the Wizard World seems much better; many of those evil shadows have been dispelled. This world is being replaced by a new vitality. We’ve unknowingly become ancient figures."

In the rainbow, books float one after another. Although mere imprints, titles like "Book of Destiny," "Rune Manual," "Elemental Equilibrium," "Financial War," "Grimm’s Fairy Tales," "Tooth Fairy Tales," "Communicative Tranquility," and "Chapter of Doom" reveal their invaluable nature.

"The ancestor of humans knew the Barbarian Giant Tribe was beyond saving because of these evil shadows, thus creating humans as if by destiny. These ominous signs are indeed real. People fear sudden death, rainbows fear unequal day and night. An unbalanced length needs the Lever of Destiny to balance. Let’s go; history lies outside."

It seemed the Five Rings True Spirit Sorcerer had completed his task, mumbling as he ascended the rainbow bridge into the sky, followed by the rainbow fat cat.

...

Void World.

"Stop them!"

Endless Metallic Robot Legions attempted to break through the gaps of the Wizard Legion to enter the Wizard World. Although still needing thorough the Secret Realms and Sanctum World, the Void Battleground Wizard Legion tirelessly resisted, holding foes outside the world.

The current Demon-Hunting Sorcerers, compared to before the war of civilizations, had improved both survival and adaptability to an entire new level, their wisdom exceptional and perspective extraordinary. Should they endure this war, they’d certainly achieve in becoming the Ancient Wizard in future wizards’ eyes!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

This low-tier Wizard Battlefield might not even count as a corner on the entire Void Battlefield, at most scattered sand, that’s all. Each Demon-Hunting Sorcerer wasn’t just about their combat ability but also contract summons, Elemental Activated Creatures, Synthetic Beasts, Slave Monsters, and Mechanical Puppets, making each sorcerer practically a small team.

"Where are we going?"

The rainbow fat cat asked.

Amazingly, the Five Rings True Spirit Sorcerer disguised as an ordinary Junior Wizard, mingling invisibly on the battlefield.

"Of course, to the Ruins of the Subhuman World. If we can’t discover their secrets of time travel, this war would hold no meaning, merely brute strength."

Suddenly!

"Little Emperor’s strength is not just this little; because Little Emperor drank Wong Wong Milk today!"

A cold voice erupted, inexplicably; the rainbow fat cat and the Five Rings True Spirit Sorcerer gazed towards the cold will and vanished into streams of light.

Rumble!

In the void, an earth-shattering time-space shockwave, countless Wizard Legions were implicated.

Appearing slightly disheveled, a One Ring True Spirit Sorcerer was squeezed back into reality by a warm, pure golden energy field!

Soon after, a small twenty-centimeter figure emerged slowly from the void, the sound of sucking milk echoed with a "guzhi."

"Unexpectedly, the New Human Tribe is the foundation of civilization, no wonder no matter how hard, one couldn’t find the critical node of that history."

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PS: "One mile, two or three homes, four or five children, six or seven flowers of ten," an elementary school text, yet is also Bai Lu’s current situation.

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