Chapter 340: Return to the High Tower
The “Portal” spell was a spell model constructed using Level 2 Teleportation Runes and Level 2 Spatial Coordinate Runes as its core. This spell could open a directional portal within a range of about 1 km, allowing the user to appear anywhere within that range.
It could also teleport randomly over a distance of more than 5 km or even farther. The “Portal” spell could be used on oneself, on spells, or on enemies.
If combined with the “Unstable Subspace” spell, it became an ultra-long-distance, non-directional, unstable teleportation spell, teleporting the target at least 50 km away.
Ace ignored the resistance of the Pocket World and forcibly absorbed these two spell models into his Mental Imagery World.
As the spell models entered, the space within his Mental Imagery World doubled in size and became even more unpredictable.
“The name ‘ultra-long-distance, non-directional, unstable teleportation spell’ is too clunky. Based on its function, I’ll call it ‘Spatial Banishment’.
“As long as this combo spell hits, the target will be dragged into spatial rifts and forcibly teleported to an unknown location—perhaps a foreign city-state, the depths of the ocean, buried alive underground, or even teleported to the outside of the world!”
Ace’s eyes flickered with a gloating smile. This spell was absolutely his biggest trump card.
“With this spell, even if the eight Great Heroes from the five Northern City-States arrive together, I might still have a fighting chance! The only difficulty lies in restraining the enemy. Banishment takes nearly ten seconds to cast; I must keep the enemy bound during that time!”
His Heart Fire began to burn furiously. The surface layer of the entire Pocket World gradually collapsed under the flames. Having experience with world destruction from the phantom of fate, Ace easily destroyed both the surface and inner layers of the world.
Massive amounts of World Source Power surged out. Cracks appeared on the crystal walls of the alternate dimension where the Pocket World resided.
This time, Ace discovered a difference from the phantom. He gained insight into the nature of the Pocket World’s origin.
“So this is the origin of the alternate dimension. Attempting to ascend the alternate dimension by cultivating a degraded world within it? A decent idea, but unfortunately, I’ve broken it.”
The alternate dimension itself was a Level 3 existence. Sadly, Ace had stolen all its origin from the inside. The balance was broken, and it was about to perish.
Ace’s Mental Imagery World boldly manifested, covering the inner layer of the Pocket World and devouring the origin within.
The Heart Fire burned fiercely, refining the origin to nourish Ace’s True Spirit and Mental Imagery World, causing his strength to climb continuously. His mental strength surpassed 800 unit.
Boom!
It seemed a certain boundary had been broken. His perception of the world underwent a subtle change.
After completely digesting the origin of the alternate dimension, Ace didn’t teleport away immediately as he had in the phantom of fate. instead, he activated his Eye of Truth (Pseudo), observing the crumbling alternate dimension, and licked his dry lower lip.
“So that’s how it is. Between Level 2 and Level 3, there exist such special runes!”
His Mental Imagery World spread out, covering and transforming the collapsing alternate dimension, forcibly dragging the remaining special runes into his Mental Imagery World.
Runes that existed between Level 2 and Level 3, observable only when mental strength exceeded 800 points—Ace called them Level 2.5 Runes.
“Ordinary Level 2 Life forms can only create a Mental Imagery World when their mental strength exceeds 800 points. Those of us who walk the path of the mind possess a complete Mental Imagery World early on, but its tier is just slightly lacking.
“The reason Golden Heroes are called the strongest state of Great Heroes is that they possess special runes that surpass ordinary Great Heroes!”
Ace’s eyes flickered. He couldn’t wait to upgrade all his runes to Level 2.5, but neither time nor resources would allow it.
He had to settle for inscribing the Level 2.5 rune group obtained from the collapsing alternate dimension into his Mental Imagery World.
This rune group was the “Fixed-Time Manipulation Rune Group.” It should have been a Level 3 rune group, but due to the collapse of the alternate dimension, it rapidly degraded to Level 2.5.
These two rune groups were the reason time flowed so quickly within the Pocket World inside the alternate dimension.
After obtaining these two rune groups, Ace transformed into a dream creature and detached from the alternate dimension, absorbing spatial origin from the outside to accelerate its destruction.
Ace’s mental strength had inflated too quickly, leaving his foundation somewhat unstable. He consciously used the spatial origin to strengthen his Mental Imagery World and body, expanding the space of the Mental Imagery World—especially the manifestation space—as much as possible, rather than pursuing further mental strength increases.
About four days passed in the main world. The alternate dimension where the Pocket World had existed finally shattered completely. Ace had been waiting for this moment. The cowlick on his head shook vigorously, recording the process in detail.
At the same time, Ace’s Eye of Truth (Pseudo) activated, doing its best to decipher everything he saw. Spatial series runes flashed by in an instant. Despite observing and memorizing desperately, Ace only managed to remember a limited few Level 2.5 spatial runes.
These spatial series runes were too few—too few to form a spell model. Ace inscribed them into the root rune sequence of his Mental Imagery World and then, using the lock of the magic circle, returned to the West Tower of the Magic Castle.
Back in the West Tower, Ace didn’t summon anyone. He connected directly to the Magic Net. Using the highly developed Wizard mental network of the High Tower Territory, he began deducing and rearranging the newly obtained Fixed-Time Manipulation Rune Group.
Hum!
Almost all Wizards within the High Tower Territory received Ace’s summons. They responded one after another, throwing themselves wholeheartedly into the Magic Net.
Daina and the other five Magic Council Councilors who had stayed behind breathed a sigh of relief. They also responded to Ace’s call. A magic network with tens of thousands of people as nodes was more efficient at simulation and deduction than the supercomputers of his past life; it was a biological intelligence network.
Involving time—even just time within a limited range—was incredibly profound and difficult. Millions of mathematical problems floated in the network, solved by various computing nodes.
The entire network gradually formed a complex computational network with Ace and the Spirit of the Book as the core and the five Formal Wizards as sub-networks. Like the complex neural network of a human brain, the five Formal Wizards acted as nerve centers, with massive amounts of information flowing through the network.
About four days later, the Magic Net finally deduced a spell model with an extremely complex and redundant structure based on the Fixed-Time Manipulation Rune Group. Its effect was to cause a time lag for other existences within a certain range.
“This is a very complex spell model, completely unoptimized and lacking elegance. Its only merit is that it fully realizes my idea. The complexity and redundancy can be simplified later. As long as I inscribe it into my Mental Imagery World, I can guarantee its use. Aside from consuming a bit more mana and having a slightly longer channeling time, there are no other issues.”
Ace nodded with some satisfaction. Just then, Daina and the others arrived at the gate of the West Tower, waiting anxiously for Ace’s audience.
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