Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience

Chapter 834: Chapter 12: The True Purpose

Lynch heard the name, his eyebrows raised abruptly, sharply capturing that crucial name: "Green Wizard Calvin?" This judge, known for his knowledge and wisdom back at the Shadow Tower, was also caught up in this matter.

Avery nodded affirmatively, her flaxen hair swaying gently with her movement. Her eyes deepened with the recollection of those tumultuous years as she began to explain to Lynch:

"Back then, Erodion suddenly launched a war without any warning, overturning the entire order of the Ancient Ruins, leaving everyone shocked and confused."

"Shortly after the war erupted, Erodion sent secret letters to all known Mystical Wizards and above. The content wasn’t to declare war but to... demand submission, submission to him and the ’new order’ he established."

"Grandfather, as an experienced Mystical Wizard, was naturally among those invited."

Her voice carried a weight of the past: "Grandfather was extremely puzzled and uneasy about Erodion’s sudden change and the true purpose behind it. He decided... to pretend to accept the invitation, proactively infiltrating the Freemasonry Church, hoping to use this opportunity to investigate what Erodion truly intended."

"Did he find anything?" Lynch immediately pursued, his body unconsciously leaning forward slightly.

"Yes." Avery’s answer was very certain, yet her eyes dimmed a few shades, revealing worry and sorrow, "During that period, Grandfather maintained frequent and secret contacts with me. He repeatedly warned me that his investigation was extremely dangerous and could be exposed at any time, so he would promptly relay any key information he found, which I was responsible for safeguarding and conveying."

She gathered her thoughts and continued: "According to the intermittent information Grandfather conveyed, it seemed Erodion excavated a... remarkably extraordinary magical artifact from an ancient relic. Grandfather used a very clear term to describe it in the information—an existence at the ’Truth Level.’"

"Grandfather didn’t ascertain the exact form or power of that artifact, unable to access the core secrets. But based on his pieced-together evidence, he speculated that driving this artifact and merging its power with Erodion himself... might allow Erodion to break through the current dimensional restrictions, ascending to a higher level."

"Truth Level?"

Lynch instinctively repeated the term, his pupils darting a bit, his usually calm face unusually showing a stunned expression.

Erodion is currently a peak-level Fourth-tier Rules Wizard, standing at the pinnacle of this plane. If he were to take another step upward, it would not just be a quantitative change but a complete qualitative transformation in life form and power level, transcending ordinary imagination—

Fifth Rank Truth!

Lynch’s gaze sharpened, continuing to ask: "What specific magical artifact did Calvin mention in his passed information? Even if it was just speculation?"

Avery gently shook her head, her eyes filled with regret and sadness: "Unknown. Grandfather was always secretly investigating the true appearance and specific function of this artifact, but unfortunately, he never accessed the core or found conclusive results."

"His investigation instead raised Erodion’s vigilance and suspicion... and shortly thereafter, all communications with us completely ceased, likely..."

She didn’t continue speaking, but the pain and sorrow of losing a loved one were clearly written on her face.

Lynch silently extended his hand, holding her tighter in his arms, offering comfort with a silent gesture.

Avery leaned against him, took a deep breath, and worked to calm her emotions before continuing with the most critical information: "However, during the last contact, Grandfather was very clear in telling me, based on all the clues, he speculated that driving the artifact was extremely difficult, requiring an unimaginable and massive consumption of spiritual energy."

She raised her head, looked at Lynch, her gaze becoming incredibly solemn: "Grandfather believed that Erodion initiated the war, established the Freemasonry Church, and did so many earth-shattering things, but his true and ultimate purpose, I’m afraid... was preparing to solve this energy issue."

Lynch’s eyes narrowed slightly, his mind instantly connecting the analysis regarding Spiritual Imprints by Gulwige and Messiah.

"You mean..." He paused, needing to digest this shocking hypothesis before deeply inhaling and slowly exhaling that spine-chilling word:

"Fuel?"

Avery nodded heavily, confirming his suspicion, her voice shaking with certainty:

"I fear that’s it. He constructed the entire Freemasonry Church system, on the surface, it looks like he is taking the Faith Wizard route, absorbing believers, gathering the Power of Faith. But the true purpose, I’m afraid, goes far beyond that. He’s planting his unique Spiritual Imprint into the souls of thousands, if not more, believers."

Her voice sank deeper, revealing the harshest truth:

"Then, at a critical moment, he would turn those believers, marked by imprints, into... the spiritual fuel for driving that Truth Magical Artifact."

Lynch’s brow locked tightly as if weighed down by a heavy mountain, his brow filled with unyielding solemnity and an indescribable chill.

If Avery’s speculation and Calvin’s information are accurate, then Erodion’s plot and demeanor cannot be merely described as "ambition," its cruelty and extremity can only be described as terrifying.

Viewing the entire Ancient Ruins, the millions of beings living on this vast land as freely usable fuel for his personal advancement step forward?

This approach, treating all beings as ants and pure tools, exceeds ordinary evil, bordering on apocalyptic madness!

"So, is the truth... really like this?" Lynch asked himself inwardly.

Immediately, based on all the fragmented clues—Spiritual Imprints spreading across believers’ souls, Gulwige’s warning about "ritual fuel," Messiah’s judgment about "reversely controlling everything," and the key information Avery brought about the Truth Magical Artifact—his mind swiftly pieced together and deduced.

All signs point to one equally chilling conclusion.

Lynch’s eyes sharpened, and he already had an answer: This is likely the closest to the truth.

This conjecture also perfectly explains the persistent contradiction that’s troubling him: Why would Erodion, such a far-sighted Rule Wizard, knowingly pursue the pure Faith System path in this dimension, despite its low ceiling, great risks, and near certainty of failure, yet still embrace it so relentlessly, building such an enormous church organization.

The fundamental reason is that he never intended to walk the true Faith System!

He’s merely leveraging the framework and façade of the Faith System, exploiting its ease of dissemination and efficiency in gathering and controlling a large population, to prepare in advance for merging and driving that Truth Magical Artifact, ensuring a massive supply of imprinted... "fuel"!

Realizing this sent a chill up Lynch’s spine. The magnitude of Erodion’s scheme and the intensity of his methods surpass ordinary warfare, representing a meticulously planned sacrifice against all life forms in the entire plane.

Lynch seriously said, "It seems we must quickly inform the Supreme Council about this."