OBS Chapter 421 Lords' Meeting, Dimensional Anomaly
Chapter 421 Lords' Meeting, Dimensional Anomaly
A reply came from the distant southern region—the answer from the law enforcement wizard Ord; and then there was the message personally delivered by the Sea Emperor of the Tide, from the deep-sea civilization that spanned countless planes and was among the mid-level civilizations…
And finally, a message from the Ring of Life, along with scattered responses from the other three lords.
The messages, whether long or short, important or not, all pointed to the same word in their repeated interweaving: the civilization of gods.
Among them, the information about Old and the Sea Emperor was obtained by Lynn after he took the initiative to contact them.
He didn't beat around the bush, but asked directly:
Have there been any unusual fluctuations or signs brewing in the shadows within this endless universe lately?
Alder's answer was based on what he had learned as a law enforcement wizard stationed in the Southern Region. Most of the information he possessed came from the systematic intelligence and surveillance network of the Southern Region branch of the Wizard Council.
It was a vast network spanning multiple dimensions, capable of overlooking every ripple in a region.
Looking at this intelligence as a whole, the conclusion is surprisingly "calm".
In the near future, the myriad realms and universes have not experienced any significant upheavals.
This "whole" does not refer to all planes, but rather to the upper layer composed of many advanced civilizations such as wizard civilization and ancient god civilization.
In other words, among those who truly control the rules and order, there is no conflict, no friction, and no major event that could shake the existing order.
Everything seemed to be maintained in a delicate balance.
However, at the very end of this "calm" period, Old added a meaningful remark.
The wizard civilization's monitoring system has detected an unusually frequent number of civilization-level entry and exit records from the gods' civilization recently.
It was neither an ordinary trade transaction nor a routine divine descent, but rather... a kind of secret and high-density mobilization.
However, this behavior was deliberately concealed, and even the intelligence network of the Southern Region Branch could not penetrate it to find out what exactly was being planned.
As for the reply from the Sea Emperor, it was even more straightforward.
The deep-sea civilization under his control did not detect any obvious abnormal fluctuations within its own territory; everything was normal, even calm.
However, within the joint defense and surveillance system built with the wizard civilization.
They also detected unusual signs from the civilization of the gods and immediately uploaded the relevant data to the Southern Region Branch of the Wizarding Council.
In other words, although the two sides have different perspectives, their conclusions subtly overlap.
Of course, the Sea Emperor's reply also included some good news: he had successfully broken through and entered the level of a sixth-level creature.
This not only signifies a simple breakthrough in realm, but also represents his status and influence within the deep-sea civilization, which in turn elevates his position.
Between the lines, there was even a hint of unbridled ambition: if one day he were to set foot in the territory of the wizarding civilization, he would surely reunite with Lynn and Ald.
There was some overlap between the two replies.
After all, there is a stable and interconnected teleportation array system between the Deep Sea Civilization and the Southern Branch of the Wizard Council.
If the entire wizarding civilization is divided into four directions, then both of them undoubtedly belong to the "Southern Region" quadrant.
What they jointly monitor and control is that vast space belonging to the southern territory among the endless heavens and myriad worlds.
This is why the anomalies they detect are often highly consistent.
Lynn slowly put down the scroll of information in his hand, his gaze lingering in the void for a moment, as if sketching out a grander picture without his noticing.
"It seems..."
He spoke in a low voice, his tone calm, yet carrying a hint of barely perceptible coldness.
"Among the countless heavens and myriad worlds, the large-scale fall and destruction of weak planes... mostly did not occur in the Southern Region."
He paused, his gaze tightening slightly.
"But the civilization of gods is making unusually frequent mobilizations at this particular time... Could it be related to the civilization of gods?"
Then, Lynn's gaze shifted slightly, landing on another batch of messages, a joint message from the Ring of Life and the other three lords.
His gaze sharpened, his mental energy swept across the area rapidly, and after a moment, he slowly exhaled:
"Many planes under the jurisdiction of the Natural God Dynasty, whether they are resource planes or civilization planes with complete systems... have been attacked by the power of the gods."
He paused slightly, then lightly tapped his fingertip in the air, as if sketching a situation map invisibly.
"Three days later, the four lords will gather at the Ring of Life to discuss countermeasures."
This news, along with the intelligence coming from the Southern Region, was quickly pieced together in his mind.
In the southern region, all was calm and peaceful, with no disturbances among the advanced civilizations. The only unusual activity came from the civilization of gods, yet it remained hidden.
Meanwhile, within the territory of the Natural God Dynasty, some planes have already suffered substantial divine power attacks, as if there is a veil between them that has not yet been lifted.
Lynn's gaze narrowed slightly, a thoughtful look lingering in his eyes.
"Since it's not the Southern Region..."
"Could it be... that the large-scale dimensional destruction occurred within the quadrant under the Eastern Region's supervision?"
Unfortunately, he had almost no information about the Eastern Region.
Lynn had no real network of relationships in that area, no stationed forces, and no channels of surveillance available for him to use.
Therefore, although this conjecture is gradually becoming clearer, it lacks sufficient support to verify it.
If this really happened in the Eastern Region, and it had escalated to the point of "massacring lower-level civilization planes"...
Therefore, the wizarding civilization would certainly not stand idly by.
However, the news coming from the Ring of Life only indicates that the plane under the jurisdiction of the Natural God Dynasty was attacked.
Whether this is merely a localized conflict or a crisis that has already spread to the entire Eastern Region remains to be seen.
Lynn remained silent for a few moments.
"Leaving the pass."
"Three days later, we will head to the Ring of Life... This Lords' Meeting should yield some truly valuable intelligence."
The moment the thought crossed his mind, he raised his hand and waved it lightly.
The numerous ancient texts that surrounded him, floating like a galaxy, immediately emitted a faint humming sound, returning to their positions and re-embedding into their respective magic array nodes.
And deep within his brow, the seed that faintly exuded primordial energy slowly subsided, as if nothing had ever been awakened.
With his seclusion lifted, the external information that he had previously deliberately suppressed and blocked flooded back into his senses like a tidal wave.
Messages from Beverly, Genna, and other subordinates kept appearing, mostly summaries of the recent situation in the Western Forest Region: resource mobilization, power struggles, border probing...
Lynn glanced at them casually and skipped over them; in the current situation, these were all trivial details.
Only the last message made him pause for a moment.
"The great nobleman from the Rockefeller family... has returned."
The message also included a short but meaningful addition: almost all the Morning Star Wizards in the entire Western Yuan Forest Domain went to pay their respects.
Lynn's lips curled slightly, a faint hint of coldness appearing on her face.
"Interesting...it just so happens to show up at this crucial moment."
"The Lords' Conference is in three days... Why did you return at this crucial moment instead of earlier or later?"
His eyes gradually deepened.
"Is it a coincidence, or... have they already caught wind of something? We'll find out in three days."
Lynn whispered, repeating the words "Wind-Listening Green-Plum Wizard":
"A high-ranking nobleman... a sixth-level Morning Star Wizard."
In the past, such an existence would indeed have been a formidable foe that Lynn would have struggled to defeat even if he tried his best.
After all, there are two major realms between level four and level six. Even if Lynn used all his skills, he could only protect himself at most.
But now, Lynn slowly raised his eyes, a faint blue light swirling in them.
"I am already a Level 5 Morning Star Wizard."
The Azure Sky Spirit floated within his body, like a sky that had not yet fully unfolded. Once fully charged, the Azure Sky Spirit became Lynn's greatest source of confidence.
Even as a level six Morning Star Wizard, Lynn is not entirely without a chance.
The moment the thought crossed his mind, his figure vanished, space distorted slightly, and he disappeared without a trace.
Three days later, the four lords of the Ring of Life arrived as promised.
However, this time they did not enter the heart of the ancient tree.
That place is the residence of His Majesty the Radiant Moon, and also the true core of the entire Natural God Dynasty.
Unless the situation deteriorates to the point where the four lords need to intervene personally, all matters shall be decided by the four lords.
The current situation clearly hasn't reached that level yet.
The Natural God Dynasty has indeed encountered trouble.
The power from the civilization of gods has recently been frequently infiltrating and launching continuous attacks on its many subordinate planes.
But that's all.
It was neither a direct war with a massive army of gods pressing in, nor a devastating blow that could wipe out the entire plane.
It's more like... a harassment campaign.
Some planes were directly attacked, while others were constantly probed and harassed, their resources were plundered, their order was torn apart, and some even fell into chaos.
While losses did occur, the situation never reached the point of "complete occupation" or "total collapse".
This pace seems to be just a test, so this matter is neither a big deal nor a small one.
However, this was not enough to alarm His Majesty the Moon to personally intervene.
Therefore, the meeting place was set at the very center of the Ring of Life, on the garden altar built around the heart of the ancient tree.
Within the altar, one after another enormous flower bud-shaped building floats in mid-air, staggered among each other, like a frozen sea of flowers.
Some resemble crystal lanterns, completely translucent, shimmering with a soft glow;
Some resemble blooming peonies and roses, with layers of petals overlapping, like a sculpted work of art.
Each one is hundreds of meters tall, rooted in the void, as if growing out of space itself.
At this moment, the four lords entered a giant flower that resembled a crystal lantern.
The moment they stepped inside, the petals silently closed, completely isolating them from the outside world.
Inside, it was all pure white.
There are no textures, no boundaries, only a soft and even luster permeating the surroundings, as if you are in a space that has not yet been defined.
Four figures stood in different directions: Donghui, Nanshuang, Lin En, and Bei Niao. Their auras intertwined, yet they were also subtly confronting each other.
The moment Lynn appeared, there was indeed a very subtle fluctuation in the atmosphere.
He broke through, advancing from a fourth-level Morning Star Wizard to the fifth level in a short period of time.
No longer is he the "Level 4 Lord" who is mentioned lightly or even with a hint of mockery.
Now, at least in name, he has entered the ranks of "Level 5 Lords".
Although the term still feels somewhat awkward, it's no longer so ridiculous.
However, to the other three, such a change was merely something to be slightly noticed.
Donghui glanced at it, then simply nodded slightly, as if to confirm.
Nan Shuang turned her face slightly, pursed her red lips, and a hint of undisguised coldness flashed in her eyes, even with a touch of impatience. She gave a soft "humph".
As for Bei Niao, the Northern Territory Lord, who was always as elegant as a noble lady, maintained her impeccable demeanor. She smiled gently at Lynn, her eyes bright and her smile just right, but it was only a polite smile.
After the four lords entered the place, they exchanged only a few pleasantries. Before the atmosphere had fully settled down, Nan Shuang had already raised her hand slightly.
"Crack!"
With a crisp cracking sound, the crystal petals that had surrounded the area suddenly seemed to have their structure rewritten by an invisible force.
Layer upon layer of petals unfolded, their texture flowing, and in an instant, they transformed into translucent "curtains".
As light and shadow shifted, clear and realistic scenes appeared on it, as if a distant dimension was being projected directly onto this place.
The first image shows a vast, crimson plane.
The earth seemed to be soaked in blood, stretching endlessly, and even the sky was completely covered in the same scarlet color, creating a suffocating atmosphere of oppression.
Beneath that crimson backdrop, a massive army slowly advanced, their armor gleaming, their aura fierce, their formation as disciplined as a drawn blade.
Every face was filled with an almost fanatical fighting spirit, and they chanted in unison, "God of War!"
The sounds converged, like thunder, echoing throughout the entire plane.
Behind the other curtain, a completely different scene unfolds.
It was an ordinary town, seemingly peaceful on the surface, but with undercurrents swirling beneath.
Figures moved stealthily in the shadows, their eyes darting about.
They might slip some kind of symbol into the crack of the door, carve hidden patterns in the cracks of the floor tiles, or leave almost imperceptible marks in the corners of the walls.
Every movement was made with care and caution, and the soft murmurs drifted almost imperceptibly through the air:
"Money is divine... All this is dedicated to the great Lady Woking..."
The third image, however, was a pleasant surprise.
A blue and white star floats in the void, radiating a dazzling yet calm light.
The entire star was completely covered by a vast and complex network.
The network is like countless intersecting rays of light, connecting with each other, layer upon layer, penetrating almost every corner of the world.
Within that network, figures move about, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden, their trajectories unpredictable.
It's as if, with the help of this invisible net, one can freely transcend the constraints of space and rules.
Upon seeing this scene, Lynn's gaze suddenly sharpened.
He recognized it; it was the magic net.
In other words, these beings that move through it...
She is a follower of the Goddess of the Magic Net.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when Lynn's gaze swept over the other curtains.
Sure enough, in the rest of the scenes, whether in light or in shadow, what was shown were the followers and powers under the command of different gods.
War, wealth, knowledge, shadows, contracts...
The will of one deity after another permeates these planes in different ways.
The scenes keep changing, and new deities keep appearing.
It's as if a silent invasion is unfolding simultaneously across multiple dimensions.
Just then, Nan Shuang's stunningly beautiful yet cold face slowly turned towards the crowd, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was as cold as frost.
"here we go again."
His tone was filled with weariness and a hint of barely suppressed murderous intent.
"These vermin of the civilization of gods... they're like persistent ghosts."
Her gaze swept over the curtains, a cold glint appearing in her eyes.
"We have to do this every now and then."
"This time, it's the same old routine. Just send people down to clean it up."
Upon hearing this, Donghui and Bei Niao merely nodded slightly, as if this response had been repeated more than once, and could even be said to be commonplace.
However, Lynn frowned slightly.
When he first ascended to the position of lord, he knew very little about these secrets and conventions.
Moreover, Nan Shuang's use of "again" just now suggests that this harassment has happened many times before.
Before Lynn arrived, he thought it was related to the inexplicable increase in soul particles in the Soul Forging Tower, but now it seems there's another reason? (End of Chapter)