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High in the sky, Dixon, a seventh-tier wizard, stood with arms crossed, resembling an indifferent deity.
After he had intervened once to shatter the dream realms of dozens of level 7 natives, he had not touched the battle below again.
His gaze was profound, as if piercing through layers of space to overlook the entire Giant Spirit Realm battlefield and the distant contours of the continent.
His inaction was not born of arrogance or negligence.
The primary reason, of course, was the need to remain constantly vigilant against the World Lord of the Giant Spirit Realm, Kog, who had yet to appear.
A sneak attack from a level 8 existence would be enough to deal a devastating blow to the current battle.
But the deeper reason was his professional instinct as a fate-type wizard, which had alerted him to a pervasive "wrongness" in this world.
In his perception, the "fate" of a world could be quantified and observed.
If the total "volume" and "activity" of the overall fate lines of the beings within an ordinary, non-expansive plane were set as a basic reference unit of "1"...
A world like the Giant Spirit Realm, which has conquered dozens of planes and possesses both a formidable civilization level and immense individual strength, should theoretically have an overall Fate Value of at least "10" or even higher. This would represent its vast civilization potential and the sheer scale of its variables.
However, the actual observation results left Dixon astonished.
The Giant Spirit Realm's overall Fate Value hovered merely between "4" and "5".
While significantly higher than an ordinary world, this value was alarmingly "low" compared to the civilization strength and expansion history it displayed.
It was as if the entire civilization's "Qi of Fate" had been invisibly drained or suppressed.
Based on his profound understanding of the Laws of Fate, Dixon immediately grasped the most likely explanation: Faced with an unprecedented external threat like the Wizard Civilization, the Giant Spirit Realm's plane consciousnessāor some similar entity, perhaps even the plane's own passive Fate Rulesāhad given birth to a "Child of Destiny," or ratherāa "protagonist."
This individual, favored by the world's fate, would concentrate a substantial portion of the world's "Qi of Fate" within themselves.
This would lead to a "decrease" in the overall Fate Value and create a series of unpredictable variables revolving around them.
Therefore, from the start of the battle to its end, Dixon devoted most of his energy to searching for this potential "protagonist."
His perception, like the most precise instrument, scanned every point of abnormal fate fluctuation on the battlefield.
Logically, the protagonist would typically appear in the area with the most violent fate fluctuations.
So, in a war that decided the survival of a civilization, the "protagonist" should have appeared at the most intense core of the fate vortex, turning the tide or at least demonstrating some extraordinary quality.
However, there was nothing.
Even after the landing battle concluded and the wizards began clearing the battlefield and establishing outposts, Dixon had still found nothing.
He hadn't discovered any individual gathering an extraordinary amount of fate power, nor had he captured any trace of the World Lord, Kog.
Kog's failure to appear could perhaps be explained as a strategic judgmentāthat the current stage of the invasion had not yet touched the core, and his primary attention was drawn by the other two worlds in the Triangular Plane Cluster.
But the inability to find the theoretically existing "protagonist" filled Dixon with a growing sense of foreboding.
This defied the common logic of fate's evolution.
"This could be troublesome..." Dixon frowned slightly. "I hope it's not the worst-case scenario."
Various thoughts flashed through his mind before he finally suppressed his doubts.
Regardless, the frontline base had to be established as quickly as possible.
Under his will, the order was relayed.
The wizards, who had just endured a bloody battle, immediately threw themselves into the new missionāconstructing the outpost camp.
Following the command, Jieming moved with the others.
The speed of the camp's construction fully demonstrated the wizard civilization's terrifying mastery of engineering.
A vast number of pre-fabricated standardized modules were retrieved from spatial equipment or floating fortresses, then assembled by the wizards using their mental power as if they were building blocks.
Metal frameworks clashed and rang out, energy conduits were rapidly laid, and protective armor plates were layered one by one...
In less than half an hour, the prototype of a massive, complex metal fortressālarge enough to dock and resupply two floating fortressesāstood upon the scorched earth that had just been plowed by the flames of war.
Its colossal and magnificent form stood in stark contrast to the ruined environment around it.
Then came another half-day of frantic activity.
Thousands of wizards worked together to embed various pre-fabricated formation bases and rune node throughout the camp.
One by one, the concealed defense force fields were activated. Ferocious wizard turrets rose from the edges of the camp, and detection arrays spread outward like invisible ripples.
The basic construction of the outpost camp was now tentatively complete.
Of course, this was only the beginning.
As time passed, more defense arrays, attack systems, and resource transformation facilities would be continuously added, turning this place into a truly impregnable offensive bridgehead.
However, these subsequent fortification efforts had little to do with Jieming.
After completing his assigned construction task, he received a new mission: patrol and sweep.
Although the enemies and buildings visible on the surface had been cleared, a highly developed civilization like the Giant Spirit Realm would inevitably possess a vast and complex network of underground spaces.
Remnants of the enemy, laboratories, resource depots, and even ambush troops waiting to counterattack could all be hidden beneath the cold, hard crust of the earth.
Therefore, after the Cannon Fodder Legion established the initial defensive line on the perimeter, the vast majority of wizards like Jiemingātaking advantage of the brief respite while the enemy retreated and regroupedābegan a grid-like search within the interior of the defensive line, like a comb, to eliminate any potential threats.
Jieming flew low, his altitude less than ten meters, skimming the scorched earth that still radiated heat.
Several reconnaissance rune-imbued magical artifacts orbited him, emitting low-frequency vibrational wavesāinaudible to the human earāthat continuously scanned the subterranean layers below.
For many wizards who relied on elemental vision or energy sensing, probing underground areas shielded by thick earth was a tedious task, plagued by too many interfering factors.
But Jieming had mastered this technique.
The core principle of theĀ Scouting Eye, the very first reconnaissance rune-imbued magical artifact he had ever designed, was "vibration perception."
By analyzing the propagation, reflection, and attenuation of vibrational waves through different media, it could accurately map the outlines of underground cavities, tunnels, and even living organisms.
Suddenly, Jieming paused mid-flight.
He sensed a faint, unnatural elemental fluctuation coming from about one hundred li to his front-side.
At the same time, the vibrational map returned by theĀ Scouting EyeĀ revealed a distinct, downward-extending anomalous structure in that exact location.
He immediately adjusted his course and flew closer, silent as a shadow.
What met his eyes was a hole over five meters in diameter, its edges jagged and irregularly torn.
The shaft plunged vertically, bottomless.
No light emanated from within, only a strange odorāa mixture of engine oil, ozone, and some kind of biological matter.
The walls were not natural rock but roughly cut layers of metal and composite building materials, clearly man-made.
Judging by the torn opening, this was an underground passage that had been forcibly breached by a wizard.
Just as Jieming was observing, another distinct elemental fluctuation pulsed from within.
(End of the Chapter)
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