"How did it turn out?"
"Absolutely spectacular." Uther’s eyes sparkled with excitement:
"Calix used the causal cutting ability to temporarily sever the connection between Aiden and the Void Remains Fragment of Selena.
Without his main source of power, Aiden looked like a clumsy apprentice in front of the Eye of Observation."
He made a disdainful throat-cutting gesture:
"Throughout the entire battle, Aiden couldn’t even touch the enemy’s hem and was completely played within their grip.
The most crucial part is that Calix took the opportunity to forcibly retrieve Selena’s Void Remains from Aiden’s body."
"Extract the Void Remains from the Witch King?" Eve’s eyes widened: "Is that even possible?"
"It is possible under special circumstances," Uther explained:
"Because those Void Remains originally did not belong to Aiden, once the connection is severed, they naturally disperse."
Ron frowned deeply:
"But you just mentioned that Calix’s ritual failed?"
Uther’s expression grew complex:
"Yes. Although he successfully retrieved the Void Remains Fragment, Calix’s ritual ultimately failed. As for the specific reasons..."
He shook his head:
"It involves too many secrets. In short, although Calix succeeded in his revenge, he paid a tremendous price."
A brief silence fell in the air as everyone digested the information.
"And then what?" Eve asked softly, "How was that Void Remains Fragment dealt with?"
Uther’s eyes revealed a deep look as he directly shifted the topic:
"This brings us to a deeper issue, regarding the true purpose and significance of the Void Remains."
He slowly stood up, silver light swirling in the room:
"Are you aware of the special containment the Court of Truth has for Great Wizards?"
"I’ve heard some," Ron replied, "It’s said they can preserve souls and Void Remains, granting Great Wizards a certain sense of immortality."
"Indeed." Uther nodded, but his expression carried obvious disdain:
"The Court of Truth’s technique originates from the Creator, allowing souls and Void Remains to be specially processed and indefinitely preserved in a semi-dormant state."
His tone turned sarcastic:
"On the surface, it’s a benevolent measure, sparing those who’ve contributed to the Wizard World from true death. But in reality..."
Uther made a gesture of being shackled:
"Those lying in the Specimen Library, though avoiding death, are firmly controlled.
They are trapped in a state between life and death, unable to die or truly live."
The old man’s voice carried deep helplessness:
"Even worse, each awakening of those contained requires a high expenditure of Spiritual Power.
Moreover, over time, awakening becomes increasingly difficult.
Imagine, after thousands of years, you wish to briefly wake up, only to find even opening your eyes costs all your strength, leaving you in a perpetually agonizing hazy state..."
Eve shivered involuntarily:
"It sounds terrifying... not a blessing at all, but eternal torment."
"Precisely." Uther nodded:
"And those contained can no longer continue refining their academic achievements, unable to communicate with the outside world, forced to watch as their theories are misunderstood or altered by future generations.
For truth-seeking scholars, this is a punishment more cruel than death."
He turned to Ron:
"This is why many Great Wizards choose another path, leaving their Void Remains to descendants or students."
Ron seemed deep in thought:
"You mean, this form of inheritance has its unique significance?"
"Of course." Uther’s eyes showed a nostalgic look:
"When a Great Wizard voluntarily leaves their Void Remains to an inheritor, if the inheritor becomes a Great Wizard themselves, they can use their Void Remains to nurture and protect those fragments.
To some extent, it can even revive a portion of the predecessor’s true spiritual consciousness."
His voice became gentle:
"Great Witch Selena once held such hope, expecting a capable inheritor of her legacy to emerge among her descendants.
Unfortunately, she did not foresee the presence of a psychologically twisted individual like Aiden."
Eve remarked softly:
"So Great Witch Selena’s goodwill ultimately became the source of disaster."
"Yes," Uther sighed:
"There are many examples in wizard history where good intentions led to disastrous outcomes."
His voice turned somber:
"Speaking of which... I, too, can feel that my remaining time is running short.
The withering of the soul is a gradual process, and perhaps in a hundred or two hundred years, I’ll follow in the footsteps of those old friends."
Tears welled up in Eve’s eyes: "Grandfather..."
Uther gently stroked her hair:
"Do not be sad, little Eve. I’ve lived long enough and witnessed too many rises and falls. To me, death is merely another form of liberation."
Then Uther said:
"I’ve already discussed with Cassandra regarding the placement of my Void Remains.
Part of it will be left to her, to help her advance further in the path of Mysticism;
The other part will be left to you, perhaps it will aid in alleviating the symptoms of ’Demon Devouring.’"
His eyes showed a look of affection:
"Such an arrangement not only allows the knowledge to be passed on but also provides some support for your future.
Much better than being sealed within the Specimen Library of the Court of Truth."
At that moment, the bells of Lance Festival rang in the distance.
Clear notes echoed in the night sky, reminding everyone that a new quarter has arrived.
Uther’s spectral form began to grow faint:
"It seems we’ve talked for too long. Tomorrow... no, today during the daytime is the ’Rainbow Ring’ competition, and you all need a good rest."
Eve stood up, approaching Ron, her amethyst-like eyes gleaming with anticipation:
"You needn’t worry about transportation in the morning.
I’ll send a personal flying device to fetch you, so you won’t have to queue in the public descending passage.
Today is a holiday, and even with Teaching Assistant priority, it will be quite crowded."
Ron nodded slightly to express thanks: "Then, thank you in advance, Your Highness."
Uther’s spectral form began to grow faint:
"I must return to the Abyssal Observation Station as well, the old bones have limited energy, and this avatar cannot stray too far or too long from the main body.
Ron, I’m looking forward to seeing your performance in the competition tomorrow.
With your Bloodline Modulation skills, you should be able to surprise everyone.
Eve, remember to take the Potion left by your mother on time, don’t let the excitement of the festival affect your recovery."
Eve nodded obediently: "I will remember, Grandfather. I’ve been feeling much better lately, and those nightmares have lessened."
Uther was somewhat gratified, then his silver figure began to gradually dissipate.
Finally, it completely merged into the air, leaving behind a light-hearted reminder:
"Take care of yourself, little Eve. And you, Ron, do not let your thirst for knowledge cloud your judgment."
With Uther’s departure, Franka also returned from the back courtyard with Ailan and Dale.
The Little Sea Siren excitedly described the various peculiar plants she saw, especially those luminescent aquatic plants that reminded her of her distant oceanic homeland.
Ron thanked Eve and then bid farewell with Ailan and Dale.
Back at his residence, he immediately began organizing the various knowledge and information acquired tonight, while making final adjustments and preparations for the competition.
His spirit gradually calmed in the state of Meditation, yet his thoughts were as active as lightning.
Integrating information about the Bloodline Lock, the secrets of the ’King of Blood,’ the Void Remains Fragment, and other knowledge into a more complete cognitive framework.
Each new piece of knowledge was like a puzzle piece, constructing a grander picture of the world for him.
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The value of these forbidden knowledge far exceeded ordinary learning, directly accelerating the progress of his skills.
Even though it was just an initial exposure, Ron could already feel the profoundness and allure of this subject.
At the same time, he did not forget to prepare for the ’Rainbow Ring’ competition.
Despite his confidence in his Bloodline Modulation skills, facing the other Masters of the Crystal Tower, he dared not be complacent.
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Today is the highlight of Lance Festival—the ’Rainbow Ring’ competition.
The entire Dawn Harbor was already crowded with colorful Extraordinary Races and bustling trade teams gathering together to witness this grand spectacle of skill.
In the sky, rainbow-colored light bands symbolizing Lance’s achievements fluttered in the breeze, like dragons coiling above the square, enveloping the entire area in a dreamy halo.
The seven-colored Magic Power continuously cascaded from the top of the central tower, turning into countless tiny light spots, scattering across the field like stars.