Under the Red Dragon

"Using a mage's wisdom and methods?"

Several high-ranking mages frowned, looking at the controller of the dark aether world with scrutiny in his eyes, knowing that this was clearly a test left by the former master of the tower specifically for mages.

As for forcibly passing through the void of the dark aether world, not to mention this aether controller who appeared to be at least of legendary rank, even that adult green dragon didn't seem to last a single round in front of this controller before being easily killed.

Although they had prepared many magical methods in advance, they would not be any stronger than that adult green dragon in front of this powerful aether controller.

They were all mages of orthodox lineage, deeply aware of how powerful a true legendary powerhouse was. Although this powerful aether controller seemed to have an agreement with the former mages, it was impossible for him to be too lenient with the group.

Moreover, even if they could temporarily delay this powerful aether controller with some means, the countless dark aether creatures in the void were also a big trouble.

These mages had not been targeted by the controller of the dark aether world just now, otherwise, they wouldn't even have the idea of delaying him. In front of a true legend, without special means, it was like facing a creator.

"Hehe, this is just a simple test, so simple that it can't be simpler. As long as you don't try to forcibly pass through this space, I can even give you a little hint. I have been waiting here for mages for long enough,"

"I am also looking forward to someone passing his test, receiving his inheritance, and then I can obtain the knowledge I want as agreed,"

The terrifying aura of the dark aether monarch when he first descended had long been withdrawn, revealing his body composed of aether energy and void fragments.

Although the voice he emitted was through telepathy, Caron detected a strange, familiar rolling 'r' sound in it.

This aether monarch did not descend with his true body, but used a spell similar to the mental journey used by some mages for astral exploration, projecting his mental construct into this dark aether world.

However, the ability displayed in this world was almost the same as if his original body had descended. Therefore, the appearance of this aether controller was not much different from his original body, and the form composed of the mental construct also carried the characteristics of this aether controller.

Caron was not deterred by the power and ability of this aether controller, but fell into inner doubts and shock when he saw the decorations on this aether monarch.

That was a badge representing merit, and it also represented that this dark aether monarch might not belong to this world, no, perhaps it would be more appropriate to replace 'world' with 'universe' and 'crystal wall system'.

This also corroborated some of Caron's ideas when he heard those ancient mages using the World Tree for research. The experiments of those ancient mages should have been successful.

Caron really wanted to ask this powerful aether monarch some things, but he forcibly restrained his impulse. It was not a wise choice to rashly expose himself.

The purple monarch's voice still carried an lingering rolling 'r' sound. He said to the mages: "As long as you accurately calculate the coordinates of space transmission between these two constantly changing planes, you can smoothly reach the continent in the void,"

"I can even control all the aether energy to avoid interference with the plane transmission channel. How about it, isn't it simple?"

As soon as this was said, not only the high-ranking mages, but even the face of the Saint-realm Archmage Lapps, which had always been indifferent, couldn't help but twitch.

Although the demi-plane left by the ancient mages in front of them seemed to belong to the same world as the entire dark aether space, it was actually two planes that were separated and combined, and were not on the same plane.

Even if they were on the same plane, if these mages wanted to construct a magic teleportation gate in an unfamiliar plane, they had to accurately calculate the coordinates of the teleportation location.

Similar to relying on magical knowledge to find their relative reference objects, and reconstruct a calculation method similar to precise latitude and longitude coordinates.

Of course, the calculation system of most material planes is quite universal, but in the dark aether world, such an unusual plane, they cannot follow past experience, but need to re-establish reference objects to calculate coordinate points.

Otherwise, the opposite side of your teleportation may be heaven, or it may be the abyss.

Therefore, magic and mathematics have some commonalities, both are disciplines based on the underlying laws of the world, and both require talent. If you have it, you have it, if you know it, you know it, if you don't know it, you don't know it.

The magic profession not only requires the support of huge wealth, but also relies on outstanding talent. The deeper the understanding of the laws of the world, the more powerful the mage, because it means that the mage can find common ground in the laws of different planes and worlds.

This is the difference between mages and those warlock-like casters who are born with some kind of bloodline talent. Mages become powerful through knowledge, with an extremely low lower limit and an extremely high upper limit.

This is also the hardcore test left by the ancient mages. Mages who have not reached a certain level are not qualified to receive their legacy.

And if you want to forcibly obtain the mage's inheritance, even a legend is useless. In this dark aether world, the home of the aether monarch, perhaps only the descending gods and those powerful beings with god-like power have the opportunity to obtain the mage's property.

This may also be the reason why the mage's relics can be preserved.

Although the high-ranking mages all had a solid grasp of basic knowledge, they were still frowning, taking out a large number of tools and materials from their magic items, and began to try to calculate by comparing them.

But the Saint-realm Archmage Lapps was the main force. The white-haired old mage adopted an attitude of studying and calculating attentively, and began to pace on the terrace opened up by the ancient mages, looking for his reference objects, while muttering to himself.

But judging from the magical aura flowing between the old mage Lapps' fingers, this Saint-realm Archmage obviously also hoped to find a shortcut through his magic.

Caron had not yet come into deep contact with this kind of magical knowledge, but his sub-brain cluster was also searching for relevant knowledge stored in his mind to try to calculate.

However, Caron was somewhat lacking in confidence for the first time. For other magical knowledge and common sense, a considerable part of it pays more attention to perception and inspiration.

But when it comes to knowledge such as plane coordinate calculation, which is more like mathematical rule calculation, even if he is as diligent as he is, he has to admit that sometimes talent is greater than effort.

He can only hope that his sub-brain has become powerful enough in the evolution of this period of time. After all, the purpose of the sub-brain at the beginning of its evolution was for these things.

The entire open-air grandstand fell into a strange silence for a time, with only the occasional frantic voices of the mages coming.

"No, no, the reference object is wrong. The entire dark aether world and the mage's demi-plane are in a state of motion. I shouldn't only calculate the demi-plane as a state of motion,"

The squinting mage Sursel frantically tore off a small tuft of his hair, and angrily tore the thick stack of paper in his hand to pieces. Especially when he saw Caron, who was looking mysterious and still closing his eyes to rest, the annoyance in his heart was even greater.

"No, I must calculate it and prove that I, Sursel, am a powerful mage," Sursel took a deep breath and buried himself in calculation again.

At this time, Caron had already transformed into a dragonborn form, sitting on the ground. The sub-brain abandoned all tasks and operated with all its strength, constructing a complete plane coordinate calculation system according to the knowledge absorbed by Caron.

And Caron's main brain consciousness was immersed in the exploration and research of his own power.

In the previous moment of contact, Caron found that mental energy and domain can indeed effectively isolate and avoid the system cognition coverage and distortion from the legendary powerhouse itself. Although he didn't know how much effort the other party used, as long as it was effective, it was only a matter of quantity.

Caron also determined to establish his future cognitive system with his own domain prototype. This was the existing foundation, and Caron would naturally not start a new stove to increase the difficulty for himself.

However, just when Caron was thinking about the future path, a strange sound entered his mental protection. Under the protection of mental energy, the vibration of this sound was like knocking on Caron's mental window, hoping that Caron himself would open a channel for communication.

Caron followed the source of the telepathy and saw the powerful aether monarch with a slightly strange look in his eyes, so he released his mental energy protection and communicated with the other party through the ability of telepathy.

"Hehe, little guy, you seem to be very calm. You recognize the badge in front of my chest, and you even restrained your desire to explore," the strange rolling 'r' sound was transmitted to Caron's telepathy frequency for the first time.

Facing this powerful aether monarch, Caron can indeed be called a little guy now. Whether it is his body size or strength, he is incomparable to the other party.

Therefore, Caron did not have any unwise views of being underestimated. He just quietly transmitted his steady telepathy and said: "I am just curious, why would a powerful existence like you wear a badge that looks so ordinary."

The purple monarch, surrounded by aether energy, let out a chuckle.

He said: "Although I don't know why your soul has been recognized by the origin of this world, and is almost no different from these natives, in my eyes, your unique soul is like a crane standing in a flock of chickens among these natives."

"The power in your body is magical enough, but your strength is too weak to cover up your peculiarities, but I am not going to explore you, but I am happy to see a similar existence. Even if we are not from the same world, we should be from the same kind of world."

The emotions in the purple monarch's voice were perceived by Caron's mind, which was a slightly joyful and nostalgic feeling.

Caron knew that he could not hide in front of this powerful existence, so he put down his disguise and asked with doubt: "Powerful existence, aether monarch, can you tell me, how did you come to this world."

The purple monarch replied: "You and I have equal and free souls, no need to be so deliberate, I have my own name, Chekhov!"

"As for how I came to this world, it is because the mages of this world, their madness also shocked me," the purple monarch Chekhov replied, and then his mental power fluctuated, transmitting some picture fragments to Caron's mind.

An indescribable sense of shock accompanied the transmission of the picture, filling Caron's entire mind. In the transmitted picture, he saw a giant tree projection, so tall that it penetrated countless plane worlds, standing in the desolate edge of the cosmic astral world.

The vast and boundless aura, as if it had been established in the world since the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth, supporting the giant tree of the cosmic crystal wall, the concept of size and height no longer existed in front of this giant tree.

Countless stars were just tender fruits hanging between the treetops of this giant tree, and endless material planes were just tumors on the roots of this giant tree. The astral world seemed to be just a nebula rotating around the crown of the giant tree, and the endless abyss seemed to be just a deep pit dug by the giant tree.

The god kingdoms of the gods above the astral world were also gems dotted between the green leaves of this giant tree projection, and the territories of the demon lords and devil dukes in the abyss were just the knots at the roots of this giant tree.

Compared with this, the Green Field Forest plane where Caron was located was perhaps just an ant on this giant tree projection.

The distance that the roots and branches of this giant tree extended was beyond measure. Even through the transmission of the picture, Caron could feel the infinitely distant distance along the space expanded by this giant tree.

At an infinitely distant distance, breaking through the barrier of the world, the crystal membrane of the universe, there were countless existences similar to this giant tree standing in their respective universes.

Caron did not need to understand, he perceived the concept and reality of these existences from the information in the picture. That was the World Tree, the huge branches of this World Tree hanging and attached to nine huge kingdoms, and countless strange gods and creatures lived in these nine kingdoms.

That was the Upside-Down Tree, the Kabbalah Tree of Life, the tree of life symbolizing the entire universe, its illusory form condensing countless concepts and laws.

That was also the Jianmu, the Tongtian Divine Tree connecting the three realms of heaven and earth, towering into the clouds, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and fruits like hemp leaves and awns, each fruit like a small world.

There was also the Tower of Babel, the endless tower connecting the human world and heaven, and countless pious and free humans climbed under this tower.

Caron also saw many different kinds of World Trees, many elves with different appearances, each surrounding the World Tree to pray, worship, and offer faith.

All kinds of infinite existences were connected and connected with this giant tree, their essence was connected, their concepts were gathered, and their existence was bound.

Some existences of the same essence that should have been destroyed were also pulled out of the river of time by this connected powerful force and reappeared in the world.

Caron's mental burden gradually saturated, the amount of information he received was too large, causing him to have a splitting headache, like too much knowledge being forcibly stuffed into his brain, bulging.

Caron quickly took the initiative to interrupt the transmission of the picture, but the shock in his heart still lingered. This shock even easily suppressed his discomfort.

"Really, crazy enough!" Caron was silent for a long time, and squeezed out a few words from his throat with difficulty.

Karon finally understood why these mages were jointly erased from the world by the gods. Doing something like this wasn't just making a mess; it was turning the world upside down.

Even though he knew the power of legendary mages, he didn't understand how they could do such a thing. Besides marveling at their madness, he also felt admiration for them.

This level of breaking through the barriers of infinite crystal wall systems was something even powerful greater deities couldn't achieve. Karon could only attribute it to the power of knowledge surpassing the power of gods.

"No wonder the gods were preoccupied with all their energy. The contact between different worlds might be a disaster for ordinary creatures, but for these gods, it's an opportunity and a crisis coexisting," Karon mused.

At that moment, he also thought about his own birth, which might be related to the influence of the ancient magical empire.

However, another thought quietly took root in Karon's mind and occupied most of his thoughts: perhaps, one day, he could find his way home, back to his original world, to take a look.

"So, you accidentally came to this world in this way. Does that also mean that there are other existences in this world that are different from this world?" Karon temporarily put aside his own thoughts. Rarely encountering someone who could solve his doubts, he needed to seize the opportunity.

"I was summoned by a mage and descended in the Ethereal World. The situation is quite special, but it doesn't rule out that many creatures and powerful beings from other worlds have already descended into this world," Chekhov nodded. He said meaningfully, "Powerful gods cannot personally cross the barriers of the world and are blocked by the many gods of this world."

"But it doesn't rule out that they will sneak in as saints or in other ways. There are also some existences not weaker than gods. At least I have seen several wanderers in the Ethereal Plane."

"The reason you can't find them now is just because your range of activity isn't large enough. It's similar to, um, survivor bias. I learned this term from one of the outsiders," Chekhov looked at Karon's solemn face and then smiled, "These existences similar to the World Tree are essentially interconnected, and even gods cannot eliminate them unless all worlds with this essence erase it from the real world at the same time."

"But these channels are sealed and guarded by the gods, so I can't easily pass through them to find my way home. That's why I signed a contract with this mage, promising to help him guard his inheritance. In return, I will obtain knowledge about this and find my way home."

"So, I really hope that you and these mages can successfully obtain the mage's inheritance. I have already released the equivalent of an entire ocean of water for you."

"Thank you for your generosity, Chekhov," Karon nodded. Although he also wanted to obtain this knowledge, he didn't have the conditions to exchange for it.

Despite the seemingly pleasant conversation with Chekhov, in the eyes of existences at this level, temporary friendliness doesn't mean being able to push an inch further.

The king who controlled the entire dark Ethereal World naturally accepted Karon's thanks, but in the end, this Ethereal controller still gave Karon a warning.

"You need to be careful. Don't get too deeply involved in the property and knowledge left by those powerful and crazy mages. You may step into the shackles and guidance they left behind because of this desire. Those mages have even bigger goals."

"Although I don't know the real purpose of those mages, this is only the first step in their plan. This is also what that ancient mage told me. Be careful, um, a young man who can barely be considered a fellow countryman. Don't step into the trap because of your greed and desire for knowledge," Chekhov's purple face also showed a solemn expression. He said, "Those mages are unexpectedly crazy!"

? This is only the first step in those mages' plan, and they have already almost turned the entire world upside down.

If the gods hadn't taken action to seal and isolate all the effects, Karon could even imagine what a chaotic scene the entire universe would be in now.

The shock and fluctuations in Karon's heart since his birth added up were not as much as today.

Although he thought his will was firm enough now, in the face of the crazy actions of these mages, he felt that he still needed to strengthen his psychological construction.

"Damn it, it's true that the greater the ability, the bigger the mess they make!" Karon finally couldn't help but complain.

Em, there have been a lot of things going on recently, and I've written a little less!