The moment the darkness fell, Victor's body emitted a burst of colorful spell brilliance, and five or six layers of protection spells enveloped it. However, what is shocking is that when the black brilliance of the "Scepter of Truth" shrouded Victor and others, all the spells failed!
"Forbidden!"
Victor's mind only had time to flash these two words, and then his eyes were black.
…
In a trance, countless fragmented images flashed in Victor's mind quickly. Gradually, these fragmented images were integrated under some indescribable force and became a complete image information. .
Victor, who was regaining consciousness, didn't care about his state at this moment, but instead focused on the image that appeared in his mind.
Chaos first opened, and a huge tree that could not be described in words was suspended in a sea of nothingness. Each leaf on its branches corresponds to a plane...
"World Tree?"
An inaudible voice rang from the bottom of Victor's heart.
… The leaves on the world tree are constantly being born and falling, and their corresponding planes are also reincarnating in rebirth and destruction…
As time passed, the world tree finally stabilized.
Thus, the first creatures were born...
Because of the power of these creatures, they call themselves "gods"!
Time continued to pass, and various strange races appeared in many planes, and these races coexisted with gods.
Perhaps it was because of fighting for faith, perhaps because of rebelling against the rule of the gods, perhaps because of fighting for more living space... In short, a war broke out between gods and gods, various races and gods, and various races! This unprecedented war on the plane is called "Twilight of the Gods".
The World Tree was completely destroyed in the final battle of "The Twilight of the Gods", but fortunately, the leaves on its branches were preserved and scattered all over the Sea of Nothingness.
In this process, a scepter condensing the rules of all things was bred out of the remains of the World Tree. This is the legendary "scepter of truth".
"Really... unimaginable!"
As Victor looked at the image in his mind, he exclaimed in his heart: "The legendary authority will actually fall on the plane of Walstad, and it will fall into the hands of the'king of the twilight'..."
"If you want to come to the'king of the twilight' Jacob Edwards should not be able to control this scepter, otherwise, the Lost City will not be buried here..."
These thoughts flashed through Victor's mind, and his attention returned to the image that appeared in his mind.
After the dusk of the gods, the various planes stabilized on the sea of nothingness after the space storm. With the exploration of prehistoric ruins by various races in many planes, the flames of civilization that had disappeared were once again ignited.
At the same time, after the fall of the old gods, a batch of new gods took the stage.
For each race, the new gods only regarded it as a "livestock" in their captivity. In order to resist the cruel rule of the new god, countless professions were produced in the hands of the sages of various races.
Until one day, the Nethoril on the plane of Walstad found two volumes of the 100-page "Scroll of Neither"...
The appearance of great arcane masters, the establishment of arcane empires across many planes, and the start of a war against the new gods of various races!
The end result was both losses: the new gods with heavy casualties were expelled to the edge of the sea of nothingness, and the ancient arcane empire that spanned countless planes also fell apart.
It can be said that with the exception of Volstad, the birthplace of "Nether's Scrolls", the professions of mage and arcanist have fallen or even disappeared on all major planes!
Therefore, this war is called the "War of the End of the Law".
When Victor saw this, some of the doubts in his heart were finally answered, but more new questions arose again.
"It turns out that the world I traveled before is also a plane... No wonder there are many myths and legends that are so similar!"
"Science and arcane are really two completely different development paths of civilization? But why can some rule systems in the two worlds before and after passing through them overlap?"
"The reason why I crossed, it seems that it is not as simple as I once thought..."
Victor already had a vague conjecture in his mind, but known factors made him unsure.
The image continues.
After the "War of the End", much of the knowledge and technology lost by the ancient arcane empire has been lost, and the light of civilization seems to be extinguished on the continent of Walstad, where it originated.
Facing the eternal temple of remnants left by the new gods, the Mainland Magic Knowledge Promotion Society was born, and the arcane fire was passed on!
Although with unremitting efforts, the Magic Society has made great progress in the modern magic system established by its president Grant, but it is still far from enough...
At this moment, the "Lost City" appeared in the influence, and the secret vaults and treasures in the ruins appeared in Victor's mind one by one.
Immediately afterwards, Victor's appearance also appeared in the video.
"How can I appear in the image?"
Victor was startled by the sudden appearance of himself in the image, "What's the matter? What does this mean?"
Just as Victor was puzzled, the image in his mind disappeared, and the darkness in front of him was also gradually fading.
Victor, who had completely returned to normal, was suddenly an agitated spirit. He looked around quickly and noticed that the expedition team had fallen to the ground in a coma, but there was no danger to their lives.
After a sigh of relief, Victor looked at the "Scepter of Truth" on the stone platform again.
"Everything just now... is it true?"
Victor frowned when he looked at the scepter, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart.
After a long time, Victor shook his head slightly, leaving his complicated thoughts aside.
"Huh? Why haven't they woken up yet? It stands to reason that Lord Rosa should be back to normal sooner than me..."
Just as Victor lifted his foot and was about to walk over to wake everyone up, the "truth scepter" suspended on the stone platform suddenly moved and turned into a crimson light into his body.
I saw bursts of faint blue mist rising from Victor's body, and his movements immediately became extremely slow and stiff.
As if he had realized something, Victor concentrated all his mental powers, constructed a magic model of the "psychedelic manuscript" of the three-ring spell, and sent it out instantaneously.
After completing this spell, Victor was completely frozen.
…
When the great arcanists of the Magic Society entered the ruins and came to the stone platform where the "truth scepter" was once placed, their eyes were like this:
Among the ice cubes exuding bursts of cold, Victor stood tall and upright, with his eyes half-closed, his expression solemn, and his right arm slanted down pointed at a handwriting on the ground in front of him.
"Psychedelic manuscript?"
The deep voice of the legendary master Grant echoed in this empty room, "Let's take a look together, what exactly is Victor left behind?"
Felton the Eye of the Stars nodded. He cast a spell to decipher the information left in the "psychedelic manuscript" of the three-ring spell.
The Great Arcanists repeatedly read the message left by Victor several times, and their faces showed different expressions such as shock, joy, and regret.
Grant Einsed, president of the Magic Society, chanted in a sad tone:
"Victor, thank you for everything!"
"Listen, the earth is whispering for you..."
"Look, the stars are shining for you..."
"Victor, the recipient of the Sistyl Honor Award..."
"You are a genius of arcane arts, and you are the pride of a mage!"
"... The history of Walstad will eventually remember your name!"
"Victor Tisrell!!"
(End of this book)
PS: After rethinking, this book has been abandoned!