Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

Richard was somewhat startled by Ulysses' excitement, thinking to himself, was this "Rule Fusion" really that powerful? So much so that a powerhouse of Ulysses' level would be this excited.

"You first calm down, then explain to me what exactly this function can do."

Calm by Richard's words, Ulysses finally realized his own gaffe.

"Sorry, I got too excited," Ulysses tried to calm himself, "If I understand Rule Fusion correctly, it should be about melting many rules into one rule, thereby making the rules more perfect..."

"Stop." Richard suddenly interrupted, "What do you mean 'melting many rules into one rule'? I know that rules have interactions with each other, but what's the difference between them?"

Ulysses nodded, "Of course, there is a big difference. This concept is somewhat tricky to explain. In the words of a friend I made in the Illusion World, all of the rules in this world are actually different facets of a single rule.

We only see so many rules because our level of life isn't high enough. Observing this rule is like the blind men touching the elephant; we can only perceive a part of it.

And what's called Rule Fusion is combining these parts we can see.

As much as possible, it makes our own rules closer to that one ultimate rule.

In the words of my friend, it is about approaching the Dao."

"The Dao..."

Hearing Ulysses mention this term, unfamiliar in pronunciation but oddly familiar in meaning, Richard's expression turned somewhat strange.

The vastness of the Star Realm is boundless, capable of spawning a civilization such as the wizards', so the emergence of a cultivation civilization like he remembered didn't seem so strange after all.

Richard shook his head, casting aside those wild thoughts.

"So, does ascending to World Master also relate to this?"

"Yes," Ulysses nodded, "After a creature becomes a World Master, it needs to find a complete rule as a foundation to forge a Rule Body.

And when the Rule Body is forged, the World Master then reaches a limit, which is the limit of a Level 4 Creature.

At this point, you need to fuse other rules into your rule in order to evolve again.

This process is exceedingly lengthy, because not all rules can be fused with each other.

Some rules are in serious conflict and must meet certain conditions to fuse. Moreover, different civilizations have different methods of fusing rules, which can lead to certain rules being incompatible.

What's even more fucked up is that sometimes, these conflicts don't manifest violently. Only when you attempt to fuse them do they reveal their true nature.

If the fusion has an issue, at best you get a damaged Rule Body, at worst complete rule destruction and death of both body and path.

But you don't have that problem, your furnace should be able to handle all of it."

At this point, Ulysses looked at Richard with an envious gaze.

Not needing to worry about Rule Fusion problems, this feature alone would drive any World Master insane.

And yet Richard, still a third-level creature, already had it.

"Alright then, what do you mean by saying that me being the Main God depends on you?" Richard asked again.

"That," Ulysses hee-heed with a smile, "Rules can be stripped away. Once you become a World Master, I'll strip my rule and give it to you to fuse with your furnace.

After the fusion, I'll take it back, which would greatly accelerate my gaining of strength.

Having sustained such a severe soul injury, I have already given up hope of becoming a Main God. But if this works, I'll be able to claim the throne of Main God before I die."

For a powerhouse at Ulysses' level, nothing is more desirable than advancing further.

Hearing this, Richard was startled, feeling a sudden pang in his heart.

Stripping rules and handing them over to him—it sounded like a highly risky business. If Richard had even the slightest harmful intent, Ulysses could lose it all.

Yet Ulysses treated this as a feasible plan.

The implication was self-evident.

Richard replied with a laugh: "Sure, just wait for it. Once I become a World Master, I'll ensure you get to sit on that throne of Main God."

...

After taking away the Fuel Ring, Richard did not attempt to see whether the Power Furnace could refine it.

Such a huge object, even if it could be refined, clearly wasn't something he could handle at his current stage.

So it's better not to look for trouble.

Leaving the vicinity of the Power Furnace, Richard met up with Hog and the Snake King, preparing to leave the fortress.

They had skimmed pretty much all they could from the fortress; it was time to leave.

Before leaving, Hog used her highest authority to order the fortress main controller to delete their visit records to prevent anyone taking over the fortress from getting information about Richard.

In the Ancient Battlefield, sands still swept across, but the Energy Radiation had noticeably decreased.

If nothing unexpected happened, the edge of the Ancient Battlefield would soon be overrun by the dense forests of the Green Forest World.

Nine hundred and thirty-two spider Puppets had now fully updated their systems and were scouring the Ancient Battlefield for the Floating Mother Body as ordered by Richard.

"You're targeting the big guy?" Ulysses casually asked, "That big one isn't easy to deal with. It's surrounded by a troublesome group of Floating Cannons."

Richard pulled out the Information Transmission Crystal from his pocket.

"No need to deal with it, we just put this into the information port behind it, and the new authority system will make it automatically join us."

Ulysses was surprised: "That strong?"

Richard smiled slightly: "You'll see when we try it."

The spider Puppets' search quickly yielded results – the Floating Mother Body was operating 100 kilometers to the west of where they were.

Once the location was determined, Richard and his party immediately followed the spider Puppets' guidance and chased after it.

Before long, the distinctive blue clouds appeared before everyone.

"I'll go," Ulysses volunteered. "You can't avoid the detection of those Floating Cannons."

Upon hearing this, Richard didn't waste words and handed the Information Transmission Crystal directly to Ulysses.

"The transmission interface is at the midpoint of its central axis on the back. Be careful, and if anything goes wrong, come back immediately."

Taking the crystal, Ulysses confidently said, "Don't worry. When it comes to escaping, none of you added together can match me."

Ulysses then grasped the crystal and vanished into the air in an instant.

Seeing this, the Snake King's pupils involuntarily shrank, thinking to himself, "He's even slipped beneath the veil. What background does this crow have to possess abilities that not even a World Master might have?"

Not long after, the Floating Cannons surrounding the Floating Mother Body suddenly turned red and then began to fight amongst themselves.

"It's a success."

Ulysses's voice suddenly sounded by Richard's ear. Richard turned to look and saw a shadow which had at some point appeared on his shoulder, now gradually ballooning into a black crow.

Soon, the Floating Cannon Group stabilized again, turning back to a pale blue color, and the Floating Mother Body came to a halt.

Richard, seeing this, proceeded with Ulysses cautiously to check if the system had indeed been updated.

Approaching the Floating Cannon Group, the pale blue cannons didn't move the slightest.

"It looks like it worked."

Richard silently breathed a sigh of relief. His guess wasn't wrong; these Floating Cannons had indeed turned this way due to a system malfunction.

Standing right in front of the giant Floating Mother Body, a light shot out from the top of the body, enveloping Richard.

Shortly after, Richard heard the voice of the giant Floating Mother Body.

[Commander confirmed, land-based Floating Mother Ship qe124 has been added to your command sequence.]

...

The blazing Fire Elements ravaged the battlefield, causing the temperature to skyrocket rapidly.

In this environment, even breathing had become a form of torture. The air, mixed with a vast amount of Fire Elements, was like hot coals, and each breath resulted in serious burns to the respiratory tract.

Experienced wizards could still control their biological instincts and cease their breathing. But the younger wizards unconsciously continued breathing, having to endure the pain of being scorched over and over.

The war had evolved into a form of extreme torture.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Fireballs rained down accurately among the Insect Tide, stabilizing the waning small-scale Fire Element Storm.

Wizards within the fortress had to muster up their energy once again, controlling the Alchemy Magic Stone Cannons to pick off any insects that slipped through the Fire Element Storm.

The war had been going on for nearly two months, and the Fire Element Storm on the battlefield had also been raging for two months.

In these days, the bodies and ashes of the insects that died in the Fire Element Storm could pile up into a small mountain, yet the Insect Tide seemed endlessly infinite.

This terrifying phenomenon even made many wizards waver, doubting whether they could win this war at all.

Could these insects really be completely exterminated?

Hundreds of meters beneath the fortress...

A black-robed wizard holding a Magic Wand sat in an Earth Cave, silently listening to the sounds emanating from the soil.

Suddenly, the black-robed wizard opened his eyes, waved the wand in his hand, and a ray of Magic Radiance traveled from the tip of the wand into the surrounding soil.

Not long after, the black-robed wizard swung his wand again.

Before his eyes, the soil, influenced by the spell, cracked open, revealing a thick rootstock about three meters long.

At the end of the rootstock, a blade of pitch-black Obsidian dripped with a greenish liquid.

Without a word, the black-robed wizard pocketed it. The command was actively purchasing these items, and this three-meter-long specimen could be exchanged for a Magic Essence.

One spell, one Magic Essence.

Under normal circumstances, the black-robed wizard would have been overjoyed beyond measure.

But now, the black-robed wizard was eerily calm.

He pulled out a pocket watch from his pocket and glanced at the time, inwardly counting down:

"Twenty minutes and thirty-two seconds left until the shift ends... thirty-one seconds, thirty seconds..."

...

Floating City, Command Room.

Jimmy looked at the map before him, his brow deeply furrowed.

On the map, the wizards' control area had nearly formed a perfect circle. And outside this circle, the Insect Tide zone was marked in black.

Around him, several Three Rings Wizards were coordinating the allocation of resources for the defense perimeter.

"Position 324 requests support. A third of our Alchemy Gun Towers have been damaged. If we don't get repairs, our firepower won't even be sufficient to clean up the stragglers."

"Position 129 requests support. Two Level 3 Biological Weapons have broken through our firepower net and destroyed a fortress. We need fire support to help us repair the fortress!"

"At Position 32, a special creature has appeared. This creature..."

The Crystal Ball continuously transmitted the support requests from various position commanders, and one Three Rings Wizard, exhausted after handling the requests, looked at Jimmy.

"Jimmy, has Garon the Great Wizard contacted you? Our defense lines are starting to show strain."

Hearing this, Jimmy turned around. Behind him, a special Crystal Ball lay dull and lightless.

"My Crystal Ball has been here all along. Ever since the Dean told us last time he gave us support, when has this Crystal Ball ever been lit?"

After speaking, Jimmy let out a somewhat resigned sigh.

"Let's pray that the support the Dean promised us isn't intercepted by the Insect Tide en route."