《A Wizard’s Secret》A Wizard's Secret
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The white light flashed suddenly. Merlin and the black cat Didimoss made their way out of the pitch-black passage. However, when they arrived at the other end of the passage, they discovered that their surroundings were bathed in darkness as well. There was no light at all.
In fact, it could not even be counted as darkness, for there was no Darkness Element here. There were no other Elements present at all. There was no ground nor sky, only endless emptiness all around….
Merlin looked around him. It was a vast sweep of nothingness. He had never been to a place like this before. All he could do was to float around silently.
"What is this place?"
Merlin finally looked towards the black cat Didimoss. He did not think that the black cat Didimoss would follow him to this mysterious place. As a spirit of the Runic Magic Circle, the black cat Didimoss would normally have no way of existing beyond the Runic Magic Circle.
"This is the Void Zone, also known as the Dimensions Corridor! We've already left the Glorious Land. There was a wormhole in the Dark Magic Region which the Great Wizard Fidel had constructed. It relied purely on the big runic circle to burn an entire heap of elemental crystals stones on the peak of the mountain. The flames will all be harnessed into an instance where it explodes into limitless and unfathomable energy. With that, one can open the wormhole and leave the Glorious Land. Only a Master would have the zeal to create such a wormhole!"
A wistful light shone in his eyes as the black cat Didimoss mentioned the Great Wizard Fidel. It looked like the image of Great Wizard Fidel, who had created the black cat Didimoss, had been deeply imprinted into the consciousness of the black cat.
Merlin paid no mind to the ruminations of the black cat Didimoss. His mind only echoed what Didimoss had said–they had left the Glorious Land. The entire continent where the Kingdom of Blackmoon was located was called the Glorious Land by the Spell Casters of the past. It was because all Spell Casters had originated from this continent, and it was from that continent that they had accessed myriads of dimensions.
They had actually already left the Glorious Land, the Kingdom of Blackmoon, the Dark Magic Region, the Wilson clan, and so on. All these places and people that were familiar to Merlin had vanished.
A sense of urgency crept into Merlin's voice as he asked in a low voice, "Didimoss, how do we go back?"
"Go back?"
The black cat Didimoss raised his paw lightly. His movements were graceful as he replied, "We can't go back now. This is a one-way Magic Circle. Ever since the collapse of the Molta Empire, the whole continent, which is called the Glorious Land in the eyes of a Spell Caster, seemed to have been shrouded with a mysterious energy. It was difficult for a Spell Caster to be able to leave the Glorious Land. Even a Great Wizard would find it extremely difficult to do so.
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"Later on, Master made a daring attempt. He used the power of a Runic Magic Circle to gather endless energy and succeeded in launching a wormhole at last so that he could leave the Glorious Land. And Master was the first Spell Caster to leave the Glorious Land after the fall of the Molta Empire!
"The Runic Magic Circle has been utterly destroyed. It's impossible to return to the Glorious Land… Unless you're able to become a Great Legend or a Great Wizard at the very least. Only then will you have the power to find the path back to the Glorious Land."
Merlin had always felt that nothing could surprise him anymore. Nonetheless, his heart could not settle down for a long time when he heard what Didimoss had said.
He could not return to the Glorious Land, much less the Kingdom of Blackmoon or the Dark Magic Region! If he wanted to go back, he had to become a Great Wizard and find a way back to the Glorious Land. It was indeed challenging to do so in this vast and endless Dimensions Corridor.
"Didimoss, you're able to leave the Magic Circle and exist independently now that the Runic Magic Circle is destroyed?"
There was already a cold glint in Merlin's eyes. He even suspected that this was all carried out by the black cat Didimoss of his own accord, all for the sake of leaving the constraints of the Runic Magic Circle.
However, the black cat Didimoss shook his head and gave him a puzzled look. He said softly, "I don't know what's happening either. In the past, Master had said that I would vanish with the Runic Magic Circle should it be destroyed. I have no way of existing independently beyond the Runic Magic Circle… Still, it's been a thousand years since Master had left the Glorious Land. Within this time, I've felt that something has changed in me, but I don't know what this change is exactly. The Runic Magic Circle is now destroyed, yet I'm still able to exist independently. This means that this change has allowed me to exist beyond the Runic Magic Circle. I'm not certain as to what kind of existence do I possess as well…"
One could see that the black cat Didimoss was puzzled indeed. Merlin reached out a hand and grabbed gently.
"Swish."
The black cat Didimoss did not dodge or evade Merlin's grasp. He allowed Merlin's great hand to land on him. Nonetheless, Merlin was stunned when he came into contact with the black cat Didimoss His hand went past the black cat Didimoss's body without obstruction as if Didimoss did not even exist.
Merlin frowned and activated Incinerating Fire. A fist-sized wisp of flame was flung towards the black cat Didimoss, enveloping the black cat in an instant.
At this moment, the black cat Didimoss yelled in panic, "I can feel the heat of the flames. Withdraw the flames quickly! I'm about to be burned to death!"
It turned out that the black cat Didimoss was afraid of the flames. This indicated that spells were still able to harm the black cat Didimoss. Didimoss must currently be in a half-spirit form. How unique!
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A true spirit would be completely unharmed by physical attacks. No matter how strong Merlin's spell was, it was still a physical attack. It would not cause the least bit of harm towards a true spirit.
The black cat Didimoss, despite not being heavily injured by the flames, was afraid of physical harm. Therefore, it was merely a half-spirit and not a true spirit.
Merlin even suspected that if the black cat Didimoss had stayed longer in the Runic Magic Circle, it would transform into a true living being with a body of flesh and blood.
However, the Runic Magic Circle was destroyed before he could transform completely. The black cat could only exist in this half-spirit form. It was because of this form of existence that the black cat Didimoss was able to escape the binding of the Runic Magic Circle.
Otherwise, if he was a true spirit, he would need a host object. The host object of the black cat Didimoss had been the Runic Magic Circle. If he was a true spirit, he would have vanished in a puff of smoke following the destruction of the Runic Magic Circle.
Merlin had finally gathered his about his wits. Since he could not return now, he might as well stop thinking about it. There was still hope that he could make it back as soon as his power was great enough.
According to the black cat Didimoss, this vast and boundless void they were in was called the Dimensions Corridor or the Void Zone. It was a fitting name. There was nothing here—no beings, no land, no air, not even space.
However, the most astonishing thing was that there was not even time. In here, Merlin could not feel the passing of time at all, which was to say, if Normies were to stay here, they would not age. They would be forever preserved in that moment they entered the Void Zone.
This was very meaningful to a Spell Caster as well. In a place without the passing of time, one could use thousands or tens of thousands of years to construct Spell Models without having to worry about life being too short. After all, even the most powerful Spell Casters and Great Wizards had limited lifespans.
The only exception was by becoming a Legend who could consolidate a Maxim!
The Great Legendary Wizards who could consolidate Maxims were comparable to gods. Their lifespans were without limits, which was to say they were immortal. This was because as long as the Elements were not wiped out, the Maxims they formed would last forever. These Maxims were the core of Legendary Wizards.
Merlin could feel the various wonders of the Void Zone, especially after realizing that time did not work here. He almost believed that the Void Zone was a "sacred place" for a Spell Caster.
Nevertheless, Merlin was disappointed after some careful observation. It was true that time did not exist here, but similarly, there was not one trace of an Element present. The spells a Spell Caster cast here must rely entirely on the Magic Power within them.
Without the oscillations of Elements from the external world, a spell's might was limited. One would need to rely upon elemental crystal stones or other treasures to replenish their Magic Power once it had been. If there were not any elemental crystal stones here, then this Void Zone was the natural graveyard of Spell Casters. They would die here for sure!
No one would be willing to enter the Void Zone unless one had sufficient elemental crystal stones with them.
"Didimoss, I can, in fact, understand the name of the Void Zone because there is no space, no time, no Elements here. It's a void. But what's the Dimensions Corridor about?"
This place had two names. One was the Void Zone, and the other was the Dimensions Corridor. Merlin guessed that it had something to with dimensions.
Didimoss nodded. "It's actually very simple. There are many mysterious dimensions in the Void Zone. Back then, Spell Casters actually entered the Void Zone right away when they stepped out of the Glorious Land. They roamed about in the Void Zone and had discovered many mystical dimensions, including the Glorious Land, which was in reality merely an insignificant dimension in the Void Zone…."
"Dimensions?"
Merlin's heart jolted. He recalled the ancient castle he had stumbled upon when he was in Subzero Snowfield. The place which Puppet Number Three was guarding. Merlin had obtained the specific coordinates of the Ecuador Dimension from Puppet Number Three.
After that, Merlin had acquired the Thunder Maxim in Sky-Piercing Peak. Within the Thunder Maxim, he had obtained the dimension coordinates that was left behind by Wizard Saitu. These two Great Legendary Wizards had occupied dimensions and had left behind the exact coordinates of those dimensions back in the Glorious Land.
However, Merlin currently had nothing but the coordinates of these two dimensions. He did not even know how to use these coordinates. How would he be able to locate the dimensions?
"Didimoss, do you know how to use the dimension coordinates?"
The black cat Didimoss shook his head. He was merely a spirit of the Runic Magic Circle. It did not matter that he had lived for a long time since he was always confined within the Dark Magic Region's Runic Magic Circle. How would he know about the coordinates of dimensions?
Nevertheless, the black cat Didimoss had suggested them to move forward in the Void Zone. The Void Zone was vast and boundless. They could enter a dimension if they found one. Perhaps they would find a way to use those coordinates then.
Merlin did not have any brilliant plan either, so he had followed Didimoss suggestion. They began to wander aimlessly in the immense and empty Void Zone.
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