Chapter 622 - 529: Preparations Before the Battle
Chapter 622: Chapter 529: Preparations Before the Battle
On the light screen, the white light sphere, with a diameter of a kilometer, quietly floated, emanating a gentle and harmless glow.
Jeming stared at it, lost in silence.
Two trillion tons of antimatter.
This number reverberated in his mind repeatedly, each echo carrying heavier implications.
He finally truly understood what it meant to "assist in battling an Eighth Level Wizard."
From another perspective, only possessing such level of power qualifies for participation in an Eighth Level Wizard’s battle.
Eighth Level Wizards, laws fixed, immune to modifications by the world.
Their duels surpass conventional witchcraft, touching deeper, more essential layers of rules.
And a "trump card" like this antimatter light sphere is prepared for battles of such levels — intended to break balance, a chip to create advantage.
Jeming took a deep breath, suppressing the astonishment swirling in his heart, and turned to Clark:
"What is the Chaos Secret Sect’s trump card?"
Clark did not answer, just raised his hand to operate on the control panel.
Another light screen unfolded before the trio.
The scene was pitch black.
Not ordinary darkness, but a kind of absolute void that seemed capable of devouring everything.
Jeming stared at it for a few seconds, almost having the illusion that his very gaze was absorbed by that darkness.
Moments later, the image slowly adjusted, revealing a vast cavernous structure deep underground.
The scale of that cavern was almost as large as the surface area occupied by the previous array.
And within the cavern, something that the naked eye couldn’t directly capture, only through an Energy Detection Technique could "see," was a gray-black mist, roiling like a viscous liquid.
"This is..." Jeming frowned.
"The Chaos Secret Sect’s prepared trump card." Clark’s voice remained calm, but against this dark scene, it carried more gravitas, "The specifics we cannot probe very detailed — the defenses there are even stricter than those of the Tower of Annihilation. But based on the reverse deduction of Soul System Wizards, it should be..." he paused, "A massive amount of emotional energy."
"Emotional energy?" Jeming repeated.
"Yes." Clark nodded, "What the Chaos Secret Sect excels at playing with. Fear, despair, madness, pain... These extreme emotions collected, refined, and compressed through special means, transform into an extremely unusual form of energy. It can be used to reinforce certain laws or directly as a weapon, especially with lethal impacts on the soul, far exceeding energies at the same level."
He looked at the gray-black mist roiling in the light screen:
"Based on deduction, the total amount of emotional energy within... energy level, is on par with the two trillion tons of antimatter of the Tower of Annihilation."
Jeming felt cold sweat forming on his back.
Two trillion tons of antimatter.
Massive emotional energy.
Either one out of control is enough to completely wipe this battlefield off from this plane.
And now, such existence, there are two.
"Feeling cold sweat breaking out?" A voice laced with a hint of teasing came from beside.
Jeming turned his head, seeing Dionysius Spencer had somehow walked up to them.
This Seventh Level Wizard wore his usual gentle smile, but deep in his eyes, there was an unmistakable fatigue and heaviness.
He sighed, his gaze lingering on the two light screens for a moment.
"The trump card prepared by the workshop, although theoretically slightly stronger than any of them at the current stage, can only be used against one of them." His voice was calm, yet carried a heavy weight, "Facing two at once... there’s indeed no way."
Jeming hesitated upon hearing this.
"Slightly stronger than any of them at the current stage?" He caught the keywords in this sentence, "The workshop’s trump card... stronger than these two?"
Dionysius and Clark exchanged a glance.
A moment later, Dionysius gave a slight nod:
"Anyway, we’ve reached this stage, the ultimate battle is about to commence soon. Telling him wouldn’t matter."
Clark turned to Jeming, his usually calm gray eyes showing a rare complexity.
"The workshop’s prepared trump card is actually very simple." He said, "In fact, you frequently use it."
Jeming froze.
He frequently uses it?
He quickly searched his mind for the methods he often used — Talisman Witchcraft, Fire Extinction Divine Light, Ruins Armor, Void Step, Light Divinity Transformation...
Which one could possibly relate to a "trump card"?
No, precisely speaking, ordinary wizards shouldn’t even utilize these!
Clark didn’t leave him guessing for long.
"The trump card the workshop prepared is a Refining Array exclusive to alchemy." He stated calmly, "Only... the range is a little bigger — a Super-wide Area Refining Array that can cover the entire plane."
"Hiss..."
Jeming couldn’t help but draw a sharp intake of breath.
A Refining Array covering the entire plane?
Dionysius supplemented the explanation from the side:
"The biggest advantage of a Super-wide Area Refining Array is not being restricted to a certain fixed area to set up. However, precisely because of this, each sub-array must be spread across the entire plane."
He paused, his tone carrying a faint trace of helplessness:
"The area of this deserted dimension is too vast. That’s why it took us so long to finally complete."
Jeming was dumbfounded.
Then, countless pieces of information in his mind connected rapidly like igniting fuses, forming a complete picture.
Refining Array is the foundation of alchemy, through complete understanding and reconstruction of material structures, achieving decomposition and re-synthesis of matter.
A Super-wide Area Refining Array covering the entire plane... means at the moment the array is activated, all the materials throughout the entire plane will be under the alchemical control of Nolun Workshop.