Chapter 351: Fourth-Ring Spell · Flesh and Blood Regeneration

"Lord Wizard, will I become good enough?"

"You will."

"But, Lord Wizard, even I don't have confidence in myself."

"Even so, I still believe in Sevia."

As Xu Xi completed his Breakthrough to become a Fourth-Ring Wizard,

The scale of the Tower of Salvation also began to expand.

Nowadays,

Powered by a large amount of Soul Fire, the Tower of Salvation operated efficiently every day, providing a protective shield that blocked Death Qi and maintaining a normal ecological System.

It simulated various elements that a normal world should possess.

Sunlight.

Soil.

Water sources.

And the species of all sizes Xu Xi had collected over the years, some used for material production and others as food.

The people who had escaped death regarded the Wizard Tower as the world's only remaining utopia.

They passionately devoted themselves to various tasks,

And were filled with respect for Xu Xi and Sevia.

"Praise that lord."

"May that lord have mercy on my child and let her grow up healthy."

The kind people were moved to tears, spreading word of Xu Xi's good deeds every day.

Some even regarded Xu Xi as a god,

Praying devoutly every day.

Xu Xi was helpless about this, but he couldn't persuade the stubborn people.

"Lord Wizard, you clearly find it bothersome, so why don't you stop them firmly?" Beside Xu Xi, the Hero asked an uncomprehending question.

In this world,

The Hero had followed Xu Xi for the longest time.

She knew that whether it was faith or reverence, neither was what Xu Xi wanted.

To this,

Xu Xi's expression was calm as he watched the busy people performing various tasks within the tower with faces full of youthful hope:

"Sevia, in a person's life, they always need something."

"Either a goal,"

"Or a role model."

"If they have nothing, they will become unable to move forward, fearing an unknown future and becoming the walking dead."

"I indeed do not like this fanatical faith."

"But now, it is an indispensable sense of security for everyone."

Xu Xi chuckled softly.

His voice was slow, carrying reflections on the world and sympathy for those who suffer.

"So that's how it is…"

The Hero understood.

She lowered her head, looking somewhat silently at the longsword at her waist, her fingers encased in silver armor gently stroking the hilt.

Her fingertips traced circle after circle.

Endless thoughts seemed to dissipate along with the movement of her fingertips.

"Lord Wizard…"

"You really are gentle…"

When her fingertips stopped moving,

The Hero gave him a long-overdue "good person card."

"Speaking of which, Sevia, do you feel like the temperature has suddenly dropped?"

"No, Lord Wizard."

"Then maybe I'm just tired…"

Xu Xi shivered, cast a Constant Temperature Spell on himself, and turned to walk into the interior of the Wizard Tower.

"Let's go, Sevia. You have already become a Third-Ring Wizard; it's time to teach you new knowledge."

"Yes, Lord Wizard."

Under the simulated sunlight,

The grey-silver armor shimmered with a metallic luster, clattering with a crisp sound as it bumped back and forth following Sevia's movements.

The incomplete Hero

Was following her own future.

…

[Simulation Year 24, you are 41 years old]

[After promoting to a Fourth-Ring Wizard, your Spirit Vision became more refined. You observed the vast and boundless Netherworld, calculating the time until the Wizard World is completely swallowed]

[You reached a conclusion]

[Fifty years at the shortest, one hundred years at the longest]

[The Wizard World will meet its end, becoming another plane captured by the Endless Netherworld, turning into pure Nether-soil]

[You planned everything, preparing to send Sevia and the others away safely one day in the future, while you went alone to find the Mastermind]

[For this reason]

[You began to consciously nurture Sevia]

[Besides basic combat power, you also taught her how to control the Wizard Tower and manage various areas]

[Sevia did not let down your expectations]

[Born as a noble, she had some experience in management]

[At the same time, Sevia was hardworking and diligent, often asking you for advice, wanting to reduce the pressure of managing the Wizard Tower as much as possible for you]

[You were greatly gratified, feeling that the girl's level of effort was second only to yours]

…

[Simulation Year 26, you are 43 years old]

[Two years passed, and you experienced another Undead Dark Tide]

[Your strength was terrifying]

[With the Fourth-Ring Spell · Death Sentence, you cleared out the tsunami-like undead army and personally slew an Undead King]

[Due to sufficient manpower, the combat power of the Tower of Salvation also improved, achieving brilliant results]

[Your Soul Fire continued to increase by 1]

"Praise that lord!"

"That invincible lord!"

People were cheering, venting the excitement in their hearts at the top of their lungs.

The living who were once hunted by the undead

Today, they participated in the campaign to slaughter the undead, crying and laughing as they took revenge for their departed loved ones.

In that oppressive environment,

Sevia's expression was resolute.

She held the hilt with both hands, her sharp gaze observing, always guarding by Xu Xi's side.

"I will protect the Lord Wizard's safety!"

"Sevia, strike!"

Sevia gave it her all.

Although she was a Melee Wizard, the sword pressure she slashed out formed a vast area-of-effect attack.

However,

After many times, her Soul Power inevitably became exhausted.

Such an impulsive Hero was punished by Xu Xi; he pinched her cheeks with his fingers and rubbed them hard for several turns.

"Do you know your mistake?"

"…I know my mistake."

Obedient, submissive, and cute.

Sevia honestly admitted her mistake.

…

[The Undead Dark Tide ended. You continued to harvest Soul Fire this year, and your foundation became incredibly staggering]

[You were not arrogant or complacent]

[You knew well that the current amount of Soul Fire was not enough to support opening a large Cross-plane portal]

[Let alone shoot down the high and mighty Seventh-Ring Wizard]

[You still need to work hard]

[Your wizardry became more advanced, and you often used the undead roaming the land as experimental subjects for new spells]

[Individual powerful undead, after passing, would be recycled by you and forged into Guardian Armored Dolls for the Wizard Tower]

[Simulation Year 29, you are 46 years old]

[The facilities of the Tower of Salvation became more complete]

[The accumulation of time caused the number of personnel in the tower to increase, and some even became new Wizard Apprentices]

[But the world was completely dead and silent]

[You never found the existence of survivors again]

[The vast world was like a dead sea; amidst the rising and falling waves, only the Ark of Salvation you built sailed forward through the sea]

[You and the Hero stood at the top of the tower, overlooking the pitch-black doomsday scenery, becoming somewhat silent]

…

[Simulation Year 30, you are 47 years old]

[You were still researching Cross-plane technology. Although you obtained a lot of useful information from the ruins of the Plateau of the Gods, it was still difficult to have everyone leave together]

[There was still plenty of time]

[The successive failures of the experiments, however, made you feel annoyed]

[Fortunately, the success of another matter cheered you up]

[You mastered the Fourth-Ring Spell · Flesh and Blood Regeneration]