Chapter 886
Parallel History Curse and the Historical Diamond
Chapter 886 Parallel History Curse and the Historical Diamond
The patriarch emerged from the darkness, his expression somewhat helpless. "Back then, I placed the secret of creating humans into the historical re-enactment spell left to you by your special avatar, and also left the historical stripping spell within it, just to compensate you and to avoid seeing you."
"But I never expected that you would still come to me on your own."
At this moment, the patriarch no longer looked like a boy, but rather like a young man, with a spirited air about him, a quality that the melancholy young patriarch of the past lacked.
"I have two questions for you. First, why didn't you stop those two wizards from entering your Reincarnation Spell and let them share the secret of creation with you?"
Locke paused for a moment, then asked the founder.
"Do I have any need to stop them?"
The young patriarch paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile.
"At that time, I had just wiped out a powerful wizarding force, and those people would never trust anyone else. I really didn't expect you to make this choice. This led me to make the wrong judgment."
"Your archaeological magic may be mediocre, but you still came here to see me."
"That's what makes it even more precious."
"The second question."
The young patriarch's expression turned serious.
Are you my enemy?
Locke's eyes flashed with surprise as he looked at the young patriarch, whose expression was very serious, wondering what the problem was.
Because the young patriarch in front of him was looking at him with a wary and apprehensive gaze, with an attitude of equality, as if he were not just a second-ring wizard, but a high-ring wizard.
'It seems like the founder of the sect was more dangerous in his youth.'
Locke frowned. He didn't know where this equality came from, since his ancestor was clearly a wizard of a higher rank than himself.
At this moment, the patriarch's eyes flickered as he looked at Locke.
'This person is closely connected to the Tower of the Black Sun. The first time I met him, I misjudged him. The second time I met him, I misjudged him again.'
'Two consecutive incorrect judgments, not due to magic.'
'This is a dangerous sign. I wanted to avoid seeing him a second time, but he still came looking for me. Could he be someone from the Black Sun Tower, or just a pawn?'
The young patriarch's eyes revealed a hint of doubt.
Because he was still a young man at this time, he had already achieved perfect calculation, and almost no information could escape his eyes. His deductive ability had reached an unparalleled level.
Anyone who can escape his suspicions will arouse his vigilance.
Locke said to the young patriarch, "Patriarch, you and I are not from the same era, how could we possibly be enemies?"
The young patriarch shook his head slightly.
“I’m not saying you have ulterior motives. But do you know about fish and fishing nets? Some people think they’re not in the net, but they’re always in the net; some people think they’re in the net, but they’re not in the net at all.”
"Who is in the web, that is the question. Sometimes even a third-ring wizard, or even a throne wizard, cannot tell the difference. Therefore, you yourself may not even know whether you are my enemy."
Locke frowned, feeling an immense pressure on his soul as his ancestor spoke to him about something that clearly belonged to a high-ring wizard.
Moreover, for some reason, this reminded me of the academic conflict between the Red Dragon Throne and the Rose Throne.
The young patriarch suddenly shook his head. "I was overthinking it. You couldn't possibly be a pawn of the Black Sun Tower."
"Since you were able to surpass my calculations twice in a row, it must be the same for the Tower of the Black Sun. They are the ancestral home of ancient sacrificial magic."
"They won't choose someone as uncontrollable as you."
The young patriarch said, "I have been involved in that world since its creation. I summoned the Banaradga gods and made them notice this place."
“My fake tomb is hidden at the bottom of this world, and I want the Banaradga gods to build the earth at the bottom of this world. But the Banaradga gods themselves are also dangerous, so I spread a false message to them and scared them away.”
Locke suddenly realized that there was indeed no presence of the wizarding civilization or the Persepolis gods in the nearby void region, and he had encountered nothing while piloting the Vanguard of Exploration.
What are the wizard civilization and the Persepolis gods fighting about?
While he was under the spell of the recurrence of history, he didn't react to it. But now that he thought about it carefully, the information that the Banaradga god received back then must have been a false message deliberately spread by someone.
The patriarch continued, "The World Tree Leaf is an accident, but an accident is like an ornament. The more ornaments there are, the better they can conceal secrets."
"I summoned the Persepolis gods for the second time. He was left with only a divine name and could not be resurrected no matter what. I watched him in this world, trying to be resurrected again and again in despair, but failing each time. So he was left with only one path—to enter the body of the lava giant after failing time and time again."
"But I tampered with that lava giant. The moment he enters, the lava giant will immediately fall to the bottom of the river and transform into the power of creation."
Locke said, "In other words, no matter what choice that Persepolis god makes, his final outcome will not be any different from what it is now."
The founding father of archaeology smiled and said, "You're right. I've already blocked all his paths, both in the sky and on the ground. He's like a chess piece surrounded by other pieces, with nowhere else to go."
"It was inevitable that he would be thrown into the river, but the way he did it was unexpected. Because in this inevitable process, you jumped out. So I immediately realized that you could not be my enemy. My enemy would not choose a fish that would jump out of the net on its own."
“My enemies wouldn’t be able to control such a dangerous person.”
The patriarch of archaeology looked at Locke and said, "Every archaeological wizard who sees me can make a wish that is within my power at this moment. Tell me, what do you want?"
Locke said, "Grandmaster, won't you ask me about what happened last time? I still have many questions about what happened when we last met."
"For example, the Loom Princess."
Locke asked, "Grandmaster, I want to ask you something—was Princess Loom the one who was truly stripped of her title?"
The young patriarch was suddenly taken aback.
"I see, so you did notice after all."
“Indeed, with your aptitude, you could become an archaeological wizard.”
The young patriarch placed his finger to his lips and said, "However, you cannot continue this topic. You must save your life for when you are still useful. If you continue this topic, you will alarm the heavens."
"This matter is of great importance."
Locke looked at the young patriarch with a puzzled expression. "Isn't there only one 'heaven' in the wizarding world?"
The young patriarch smiled. "That was after the Enlightenment. Before that, there were many 'heavens' in the wizarding world."
"But no matter which 'heaven' it is, it's not easy to mess with."
The young patriarch stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Locke, tell me your wish." Locke thought for a moment and said, "Patriarch, I want the Black and White Magic Codex."
The young patriarch looked at Locke in surprise, then seemed to realize something.
"The archaeology of the second ring is fundamentally different from that of the first ring. I did indeed create one hundred black and white magic books through someone in the past as a legacy. But some of these magic books have been destroyed in history."
"Currently, there are only sixty-one grimoires in existence. There may be a few more, but I don't know about them, considering the special nature of archaeological wizards."
"I cannot provide you with the Black and White Magic Codex at the moment."
"After all, it's a limited number of books. Each one basically has an owner."
Locke frowned; he hadn't expected this.
Obtaining the Black and White Magic Codex would be quite tricky.
Clearly, if one wants to advance further in archaeology, one needs the Black and White Grimoires, which are in the hands of well-known wizarding organizations.
Even the archaeological patriarch in front of him couldn't help him obtain the Black and White Codex.
Locke asked the question that had been on his mind.
"Why couldn't our ancestor just tell me the relevant information about the Second Ring Road archaeology directly?"
"With your skill level, you could easily write this part of the teaching material on the spot, right?"
The patriarch of young archaeology chuckled, “Archaeology magic is different from other magic. This magic has very high requirements for a wizard’s aptitude, and is very similar to potions at the second level, but completely different from botany. So from the beginning, most wizards could not possibly learn archaeology.”
"Furthermore, the root realm of archaeology is not seriously maintained in most wizarding lands. Therefore, through the hands of a descendant, I created one hundred black and white magic books to facilitate certain wizards to access archaeological magic through external means. Some of the materials in the black and white magic books are the root realm."
Locke nodded, understanding now.
The magical inheritance of archaeology would then heavily rely on grimoires, and it's likely that every second-circle wizard who wants to learn archaeology would need to carry a black and white grimoire for a period of time.
This also explains why there are no copies of these grimoires.
The patriarch of archaeology said, "Therefore, I cannot give you the magic book. You can choose another wish. Or you can make a choice now."
"[Historical Aura], this is the key to Second Ring Archaeology. It is also the masterpiece of my spell model, the Black and White Magic Tome contains many [Historical Auras]. However, you have another way to enhance Historical Aura, which I can give you now."
The grandfather of archaeology raised his palm, and suddenly a diamond the size of a basketball appeared between Locke and him.
"This is a historical gem."
"It is the most precious treasure of our archaeological magic. By placing the Historical Gem into your ultimate magic, you will possess artificial [Historical Aura]."
“These ‘historical auras’ are created by me, so you don’t need to learn archaeology to create your own. You will immediately possess a solar ring-level historical aura.”
"The power of all your archaeological spell models will be increased."
"Your learning of archaeological magic will progress by leaps and bounds."
"My second option is to give you a [Parallel History Spell]. This is a creation spell."
Locke looked at the patriarch and asked, "Patriarch, what is the effect of this spell?"
The patriarch said, "The Parallel History Spell will collect the history of a certain region, create a negative energy particle field of a parallel history, and bring you into that parallel history. This is not a second-circle spell, but a fourth-circle spell."
"This spell can be used twice. If you discover a region that is suspected to contain the Black and White Codex in the future, you can use the Parallel History Spell on that region. Once the spell is cast, a parallel pseudo-history will be generated. You can then enter it and obtain the Black and White Codex."
Locke said, "That's truly amazing. But Grandmaster, doesn't this mean you used a single spell to create a magic book?"
The archaeologist said, "No, that doesn't count. Because the item that must be based on the correct timeline has already been destroyed. So this spell can only bring back an item from the past that can no longer exist in the current timeline. At the same time, the magical pressure density of that item cannot be too high or too low. And the Black and White Codex happens to meet these characteristics."
"If it's too high, the parallel history spell will be destroyed; if it's too low, the item will collapse when it travels back to the correct timeline."
The founding father of archaeology placed the precious diamond and a magical radiance before him.
You can choose one of them.
Locke looked at the jewel, then at the magical light.
"I choose the parallel history spell."
"While the jewel could immediately grant me a historical aura of the Sun Ring level, which seems great, I still want to have my own 'historical aura'."
The patriarch of archaeology's eyes flickered, and he frowned, saying, "Are you really not going to choose the Historic Diamond? So many archaeological wizards have fought countless brutal wars for this diamond."
"The value of the jewel is several times that of my parallel history spell, and the benefits this parallel history spell can bring you are uncertain."
Locke asked, "Can I trade the jewels?"
The founding father of archaeology smiled.
“You bastard, others would fight to the death for this precious gem, and you actually want to trade it away. This precious gem is a condensation of spiritual power. I’m giving it to you. Once you leave here, this precious gem will be locked onto you. Without me, no one can change its owner.”
Locke paused for a moment, then instantly realized what was happening.
"Grandmaster, you still suspect that I am your enemy."
The founding father of archaeology shook his head slightly.
"I'm naturally suspicious, so it's normal for me to be suspicious of you. You really are a very strange guy. Well, I did just want to sever the karmic ties between us with a historical gem."
"I will never see you again."
"But you still made the right choice and passed my final test. That's right, the historical spirit within this historical gem is man-made."
"If you accept it, it means that part of your [agility] is always artificial. Your potential will be locked by me."
"Moreover, you are not capable of removing this gem from your mind. In other words, unless you can find an archaeology wizard from the Third Ring Throne to help you and put in a lot of effort, your path in archaeology is over."
Locke frowned, never expecting that his ancestor would be so wary of him that he would go so far as to use such a tempting method to actively hinder his path in archaeology.
Locke said, "Grandmaster, why do you need to explain it to me so clearly?"
The grandfather of archaeology passed the parallel history curse to Locke.
(End of this chapter)