Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

Ista landed, and his enormous body shrank to about the same size as Richard.

At this moment, the life radiation emanating from him had reached the limit of a Level 5 Creature. All it needed was a ritual for him to become a Level 6 Creature.

Even in the Abyss, where powerful beings abound, Level 6 Creatures are rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

"Lord Richard."

After landing, Ista respectfully performed a Wizard's Salute towards him.

Although the Titan Blood nearly brought him to the brink of death, it also paved his path to evolution.

Without the aid of Life Editing, the bloodline of the strong is a broad path for the weak. They just need to follow the path of the strong to reach where the strong once stood.

Richard surveyed Ista, nodding in satisfaction.

"It seems that the Titan Blood and your Dragon Blood have fused perfectly. How does it feel to become an Abyss Titan?"

A vicious smile appeared on Ista's dragon head.

"It feels great. I never thought my body could become this powerful. My strength, speed, reaction, and recovery have all multiplied several times from before."

Richard nodded slightly. Although the bloodline of an Abyss Titan is stronger than that of a dragon, as a creation of the Supreme, dragons are not natural evolution's native bloodlines.

The Abyss Titan bloodline, however strong, has a limited enhancement range.

If an ordinary Abyss Demon had been granted the blood, their attributes might have increased dozens of times over.

"Very good. From now on, you are a member of the Abyss Titans. As the Clan Leader of the Abyss Titans, I now have a formidable mission for you."

"A mission? Speak, please!" Ista's voice was full of fighting spirit. As an Abyss Titan, or rather an Abyss Dragon Titan, his entire being was filled with inexhaustible energy.

"I assure you, I will do my utmost to complete it!"

"Good! Very spirited!" Richard patted Ista's shoulder with force, his expression serious, "I want you to start selecting sufficiently outstanding Abyss Demons to grant them the blood from now on.

If possible, you should also create a nest capable of breeding Abyss Titans.

Our future is incredibly challenging, and I need a Titan Legion to fight for me!"

Even though Richard said this, deep down, he thought that even if he couldn't use the Titan Legion, the Wizard Civilization or a potential future Civilization Alliance could use it.

Upon hearing this, Ista was unhesitant and immediately pounded his chest in response, "Yes, my lord! I promise to do my best to expand the population."

But after saying this, Ista's imposing manner quickly wilted.

"However, my lord, creating a nest to breed Abyss Titans is something I cannot do."

"Hmm?"

Richard raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity flashing across his face.

Although he had the inheritances of the Abyss, they were of the Abyss Evolution Tree and did not include the Abyss Flesh Technology.

The Abyss Flesh Technology was something unfamiliar to him.

"It's like this, my lord," Ista quickly organized his thoughts and explained, "Theoretically, an Abyssal Nest breeding Abyss Titans is indeed feasible.

But the essence of an Abyssal Nest is the progeny of Lord Beelzebub, its flesh organ. Only the bloodlines devoured by Lord Beelzebub can be produced by the Abyssal Nest."

"Is that so?"

Richard was slightly startled, not expecting the essence of an Abyssal Nest to be such a thing.

"So, I have to go to the Abyss to find Beelzebub to have the nest birth Abyss Titans?"

Ista nodded, "Yes, but I do not recommend you do so."

"Reason?"

Ista hesitated for a moment and then seemed to make a decision.

"My lord, you are an Abyss Titan, an existence supreme within the Abyss. If you can become a Dominator, your authority will exceed that of the current two Dominators.

However, if you give the bloodline to Lord Beelzebub, he will steal the power within your bloodline and become an existence like you.

He could even use this advantage to take a position that should rightfully be yours."

Fundamentally, the Abyss is a weapon, designed to deal with the Civilization Devourers after the fall of the Civilization Alliance.

As a weapon, it has its operating system.

As the highest-ranking race in the all-access system, once Richard becomes a Dominator, he can be said to be the Abyss itself.

Even the current two Dominators cannot stand shoulder-to-shoulder with him.

But if he gave the bloodline to Beelzebub,

Beelzebub would be able to turn himself into an Abyss Titan using that bloodline and thereby steal the power that should belong to Richard.

Even if Richard became a Dominator, that power would already be counterbalanced.

"I see, then this cannot be done indeed."

Richard nodded slightly, agreeing with Ista's assessment.

Although he disdained power struggles, he wasn't about to hand over power within his grasp to someone else.

"Then go with blood granting. I'll give you a written order, which will allow you to participate in any war through its authority... By the way, you can also take Wuxiang with you during battles.

It is my pet, and its combat strength is considerable."

Saying this, Richard took out a scroll from his pocket, wrote his command on it, and applied his Magic Seal.

"Yes, my lord."

...

Richard didn't linger long in the Ashen Day World, as Ista was an old demon and might be more adept than Richard in developing bloodlines.

As the source of the bloodline, after pointing out a few evolutionary directions to him, Richard returned to the Wizard World.

The inheritance of the bloodline has been left behind. Next, he should leave the inheritance of knowledge.

Original site of the Black Tower Wizard Academy, ninety-ninth floor of the Central Tower.

"Teacher, you were looking for me."

Wuni looked at Richard, who was sitting where Jolod was in his final moments, and cautiously asked.

Not long ago, he was still battling the Galaxy Mayflies on the front line. But because of an edict from Richard, he was immediately withdrawn by the warzone commander and returned to the Wizard World.

"Yes, I'm looking for you."

Richard put down the magic book in his hand, pointed to the seat opposite him, and smiled, "Sit down."

Wuni sat down, his eyes looking at Richard with a slight concern.

Their current position was very much like the scene before Jolod's death. At that time, Richard was sitting in the seat Wuni was now in, and Jolod sat where Richard is now.

"How are things on the front line?"

"...Quite good, everything is going smoothly. Most of the technologies of the Galaxy Mayflies lag behind us by an era, and with the increase of Subhuman Wizards, it won't be long before we can take back the former territories and drive into their lands."

Richard nodded slightly and then asked softly, "And what about you? Has last time's curse been completely removed? I was in a deep sleep at the time and couldn't help."

"It's completely gone." Wuni nodded, "Curse Mark Master used the highest standard ritual on me, and my curse was completely removed."

"That's good."

...Suddenly, the air fell into silence.

All these years, Richard hadn't communicated much with Wuni, so much so that he didn't even know how to start asking what he wanted to know.

He mocked himself in his heart, "Ah, I'm quite an incompetent teacher."

After a moment of silence, Wuni suddenly spoke, "Teacher, why did you call me back this time?"

Richard paused and took out three magic books from his pocket.

"For inheritance."

Wuni was momentarily stunned, for inheritance?

Richard had recently just formed the dimension prototype; he was at the prime of his life. Why would he bring up inheritance at this time?

"Ascending to Truth is not child's play. I might very well die in the ceremony of ascending to Truth. To ensure our bloodline does not end, I must leave the inheritance behind first."

Richard handed the magic books to Wuni, who solemnly received them with both hands.

"These three magic books, one was given to me by your grandmaster. The research inside, I've put some effort to decipher, is purely a keepsake."

Richard's voice was understated. Before him, their line had never produced a Great Wizard, so the problems left behind were very simple for a Great Wizard.

Not to mention, Richard was a super Great Wizard with the technology of three civilizations.

"The remaining two books, one is Miracle Witchcraft, which records the essence of miracles. The other is the Book of Titans, which includes Life Editing—this is the most important—as well as my knowledge in Shaping Power and Alchemy.

Of course, part of this knowledge is currently inaccessible to you. Only when you possess the dimension prototype can you see that part of the inheritance."

Wuni's hand trembled slightly, and it was unquestionable that the contents of these books indeed had a significant impact on his heart.

However, what truly made his hands tremble was the fact that Richard might indeed die.

"Teacher, you..."

"You don't need to say more. The Path of Truth is such that if the answer is wrong, it comes at the cost of life."

Richard's voice was understated, but Wuni heard a trace of self-destructive meaning in it.

He had self-taught some knowledge of the Soul School, and a normal person, when facing something that might lead to death, would feel fear no matter how strong-willed they were.

They couldn't be as nonchalant as Richard, who even seemed to find relief in it.

In a part of Richard's heart, unbeknownst even to himself, he had placed the survival of civilization upon himself.

Civilization Devourer, despite being so weak, could still stir up such a storm. If it had absorbed enough strength from the war, how formidable could it be?

Can he really slay the Civilization Devourer?

Sometimes, it is easier to be happier not knowing something than knowing it.

"Teacher, I don't want these things!"

Wuni suddenly handed the magic books back to Richard.

"Teacher, you will surely come back alive. It's too early for these things!"

Richard was somewhat amused and at a loss by Wuni's behavior, "You child, of course, I want to come back alive, leaving the inheritance was just for insurance..."

"If that's the case, then you should keep them!" Wuni interrupted Richard's words very firmly.

"You don't need insurance, you are one of the most outstanding wizards in the history of Wizard Civilization. Your name will be mentioned alongside the founders of various schools and celebrated in all of witchcraft."

Richard was taken aback by Wuni's words, this was not what Jolod taught him.

What should he do now? Jolod hadn't taught him how to handle this situation.

Suddenly, everything went dark in front of him—Wuni suddenly hugged him.

His voice sounded in Richard's ear, tinged with a slight tremble.

"Teacher, for the sake of inheritance, for the sake of us, you must succeed this time."

A sudden tremor arose in Richard's heart.

It was difficult to describe this tremor, but if he had to, it felt like a kite whose string had been cut, being reconnected again.

Richard broke away from the embrace, stood up, and patted Wuni's head, just like a thousand years ago.

"Ah. Even as a Great Wizard, you still don't understand. When I get back, get ready to copy books."