The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

Seeing that the other lords had already officially launched the extraterritorial war and stepped into the battlefield one after another.

Lynn didn't delay any longer and set off a few days earlier, arriving at the Ring of Life.

With his lord's authority, he passed through without hindrance and soon stepped into that familiar space again, that room that floated and intertwined like crystal chandelier flowers.

Countless crystal structures layered upon each other, refracting a faint glow, like a giant blooming flower of light, lifting the entire space into the air.

As soon as Lynn stood still, semi-transparent curtains quietly unfolded around him.

It's like the surface of water being gently parted by an invisible hand, with ripples spreading out layer by layer, eventually settling into a clear image.

These curtains are connected to a monitoring array that covers many sub-dimensions of the Natural Divine Dynasty.

With sufficient permissions, one can transcend space and overlook the operation and changes of an entire world.

However, Lynn's gaze did not immediately fall on the Pano plane he was about to travel to.

Instead, he turned slightly to look at the other side, where the Eastern Region, the battlefield belonging to Donghui, was located.

"Has it already started...?"

Lynn's gaze narrowed slightly, and with a thought, he directly activated the formation to lock his viewpoint in that direction.

Within the curtain, Tian Benliu Donghui, leading his forces, has officially descended upon the target plane.

His opponent was indeed somewhat "different," not a god in the ordinary sense, but an elemental lord.

Lynn's eyes flickered slightly.

In the system of the pantheon of gods, the elemental lords are theoretically on the same level as the chief gods in terms of "rank".

However, in terms of their style of doing things, they are quite different from those gods who need faith to sustain them.

It's not stronger, but "further".

Earth, water, fire, and wind—symbols of the four basic elements.

The four elemental lords represent the most basic and primal rules governing the world.

Therefore, unlike other gods, or even the main gods, they do not need to cultivate believers or maintain their faith.

On the contrary, it is the believers who cannot live without them, not the other way around.

In the Immortal Sea, the water elemental lord, Istia, is the most typical example.

Indifferent, detached, and almost oblivious to everything, neither the prayers of believers nor the conflicts of the world could arouse His interest most of the time.

Unless something concerns His own existence and safety, this water elemental lord will almost never show himself.

But now, this water elemental lord has joined the war, the reason being the absence of the goddess of life and nature.

This may seem like just a "vacancy," but at the rule level, it means that a certain balance has been broken.

Even beings at the level of gods are inevitably affected.

Against this backdrop, even the usually aloof elemental lords have been drawn into the fray.

Meanwhile, Lynn continued to adjust the formation, attempting to gain a deeper understanding of the battle situation within the plane.

But soon, obvious interference appeared in the curtain.

That was the chaos caused by the violent collision of energy within the plane, the oscillation of rules, and the intertwining of laws, which directly interfered with the accuracy of remote observation.

It is almost impossible to obtain clear and specific information about the internal battle situation in a short period of time.

Lynn did not insist.

Instead, it shifts the perspective from "internal" to "the plane itself".

The next moment, the scene suddenly changed.

A pitch-black and deep background unfolds.

That is not just simple darkness, but the underlying color of countless heavens and myriad worlds.

Vast, cold, and without boundaries.

And in this darkness, one table after another is scattered among them.

Like stars, they are scattered in the boundless void, yet they are not true "stars".

Because the form of a plane is never singular.

Yes, some do indeed exhibit a structure similar to that of stars;
Some are entire floating continents;
Some are even deformed existences pieced together from the shattered remains of a broken world.

The plane that Donghui descended to at this moment was in the form of a "continent".

The entire plane is a vast, unimaginably large floating continent, forming its own independent entity.

Above, the sun rises and traverses the sky, the moon sets, the cycle continues endlessly, day and night alternate, and the rules are complete.

The edge of the continent is not nothingness, but an endless flow of water.

The water was not like an ocean in the usual sense; it seemed to seep out and overflow from the world itself, spreading slowly from all directions and surrounding the entire continent.

There was no end in sight, no boundary in sight; it seemed that if one more step was taken outward, one would fall directly into that true, boundless, and cold heavens.

However, for almost all living beings within this plane, this "step" is ridiculously far away.

If one's level of understanding is not yet reached, one is not even qualified to "touch the boundary," let alone step out of it.

The world is just a stone's throw away.

But at this moment, this edge of the sea, which should have been "quietly flowing," has completely changed.

The seawater surged.

The waves surged and rose higher and higher, as if driven by some kind of will, no longer following their predetermined course, but surging inward toward the center of the continent!

That was not a natural phenomenon, but a will, a will powerful enough to overturn the rules of the entire plane's water system.

“Istia…”

Lynn murmured the name, his gaze slightly narrowed.

Whether it is He personally taking action or His followers acting on His will.

Essentially, there is no difference.

The ocean is an extension of Him.

As the waves converged from all directions, Lynn quickly noticed something amiss from his vantage point.

That is not simply "water".

Amidst the boundless waves, one can vaguely see the outlines of life moving through them.

Some are inseparable from the water, while others blend into it.

Their numbers are so great that they are found almost everywhere in the world.

More importantly, these forces are not scattered and disordered, but are clearly divided into four directions.

The project will proceed simultaneously in the four sea areas: east, south, west, and north.

Like a giant net slowly tightening, it compresses from the four edges of the plane towards the center, bit by bit.

Lynn's eyes flickered slightly, and he had already made a judgment in his mind.

"It's those four sects..."

The Natural God Dynasty has collected information on the main gods who came to offend the Natural God Dynasty and distributed it to the four lords for review.

He had already read the information about the water elemental lord.

The Cult of Grand Storms, the Cult of Sacred Seas, the Cult of Damp Paths, and the Cult of Elemental Transformation.

The four major sects, though originating from the same source, branched out from each other. In other pantheons, such a multi-sect structure would often mean fierce internal strife.

It is almost the norm that "heretics are more hateful than heretics".

However, the Water Lord's system is an exception. These four sects not only do not have fundamental conflicts, but also frequently influence and communicate with each other.

Doctrines can be adjusted, ideas can be exchanged, and even believers can move between different denominations.

In a sense, they are more like "four manifestations" of the same force.

Now, under the will of the Water Elemental Lord, these four forces descend simultaneously, advancing towards the same goal from four directions.

Lynn's gaze followed the four ever-advancing tides and finally landed on the center of the continent.

There is light there.

Despite the pressure of the surging tide, it remained firmly embedded there like a nail.

"Donghui..."

That was the point of arrival for Tian Benliu Donghui and the Morning Star Wizards under his command from the Eastern Region.

At this moment, they were completely locked onto by the tides and sectarian forces from all directions.

From a macro perspective, the situation has been compressed to an extremely unfavorable level.

"The specific details of the battle are still unclear..."

Lynn spoke softly, as if talking to himself.

The formation was so heavily interfered with that the internal details could not be captured, but this "plane-level" situation alone was enough to explain the problem.

He remained silent for a moment, his gaze fixed on the spot.

"This is no joke..."

He wasn't unfamiliar with interdimensional battles, nor was he unfamiliar with the chief gods of various civilizations.

But at that time, his identity was that of a participant, one of those who charged ahead and carried out missions.

To put it bluntly, they were "chess pieces," but things are different now.

He was about to face an entire battlefield, and he no longer had to consider just "whether he could win a particular battle".

It's not about the overall situation, but about how to proceed.

Thinking of this, Lynn's gaze tightened slightly. He had seen the pressure on Donghui's side.

What he was about to face was the pantheon of believers of the Goddess of Magic.

Although he already knew something about the followers of the Goddess of the Magic Network, he was now thinking about facing everything as a trader.

Even with his temperament, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pressure at this moment.

Just as Lynn was about to turn his gaze to the Pano plane, he suddenly stopped, because several other curtains changed at the same time.

On one side, ripples gently spread, and the scene suddenly changes.

It was a familiar background color, pitch black, deep, and endless, boundless heavens and myriad worlds.

Within this darkness, a plane is silently suspended, this time appearing in the form of a "star".

Isolated and complete, it shines with a stable and restrained brilliance, like a true star.

"This is……"

Lynn's gaze sharpened, and he quickly realized that this was one of the battlefields where the main god had invaded.

And at the very moment he focused his attention.

Change began. That celestial plane suddenly established a connection with a distant entity.

The next instant, a beam of light appeared, followed by a second, a third...

The light fell like raindrops from the void, landing precisely on that star.

One after another, with almost no gaps.

From an extremely high vantage point, this scene is so clear it's almost breathtaking, like new nodes being constantly "nailed" into a complete world.

As these lusters continue to be poured in, changes begin to appear.

The stars that originally shone with a pale yellow light.

It begins to "fade" or, rather, is covered up without anyone noticing.

A wisp of frost-white light spread from a corner, very light, yet extremely fast.

It was as if the frost wasn't "attached" to it, but rather directly took over the entire star's appearance from the level of rules.

In a short while, white began to overshadow the original warm yellow.

Then it spread and engulfed everything.

From one corner of the world, it quickly spread to the entire plane.

From a distance, it looks as if the entire star system has been completely sealed off by a silent snowstorm.

From the inside out, it entered another "form," a silent, cold, and orderly landscape.

Lynn chuckled as he watched this scene.

"Nan Shuang... is really domineering."

His gaze remained fixed on it.

Because the changes are ongoing, as the teleportation array continues to light up, the power of the Southern Region is continuously pouring into that dimensional star.

And the snow-white frost marks became increasingly intense, one, two, countless.

Spreading out from various nodes, they connect and intertwine, eventually forming an unshakeable frost domain.

Before long, the once gentle yellow stars had completely disappeared.

Instead, a world entirely white was revealed.

Cold and pure, like a piece of ice crystal polished to its extreme, suspended in the endless void.

However, unlike Donghui's side, this battlefield appeared "too quiet" from the outside.

Lynn narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and then understood the reason.

Nanshuang's opponent is a follower of the god of war.

Unlike the oppressive "rule-level external release" of the Water Elemental Lord, these beings tend to erupt from within.

Battlefields are often spread out completely within a plane, without overwhelming external phenomena or macro-level upheavals that sweep across the entire plane.

Without delving deeper, it's difficult to discern many details based solely on this "outer observation."

"interesting……"

Lynn said something in a low voice, then composed himself.

The two battlefields each have their own style. Donghui is a head-on clash, a clash of rules, while Nanshuang is a calm erosion, directly rewriting the environment.

At that moment, a third change also occurred.

Northern Territory.

Springtime in the North - Birds of the North.

Almost at the same time that Donghui and Nanshuang set off, she also set off.

With a thought, Lynn quickly activated the formation and turned his gaze to the curtain corresponding to the Northern Region.

However, he had only just locked onto the target and hadn't had time to examine it closely yet.

A gentle voice suddenly rang out in this space.

"Lord Lynn... best of luck on the Pano plane."

Her voice was gentle, with a faint smile.

Lynn was slightly taken aback, and then a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Although it was just a sound, the image of the Northern Region Lord almost subconsciously surfaced in his mind:
With blonde hair, a floral wreath, and a composed demeanor, she resembled an elegant noblewoman.

At this moment, she might gently remove her hat, smile slightly, and offer him her blessings.

"..."

Lynn did not respond immediately, but simply chuckled.

This Lord of the Northern Birds is indeed extraordinary, just like what he saw and heard in the Morning Star Palace; he is even more mysterious than the other two lords.

Even this "fleeting glance during observation" can be noticed, and a seemingly casual greeting is even offered.

Lynn's gaze then fell upon the plane that the Northern Bird had headed to, which was also a whole continent.

Unlike Donghui and Nanshuang, the atmosphere here is more "divided".

"North Bird's opponent is the Lord of Dawn, the Lord of the Morning Light... Losanda."

Lynn murmured the name, his gaze then delving deeper.

The continent was now abruptly divided into two completely different shades.

Half of it was a darkness so thick it was almost impossible to dissolve.

The other half is light, carrying a gentle yet unwavering strength.

Black and white, clearly distinct, are like some kind of rule, directly "cut" apart, each occupying one end of this world.

Clearly, the followers of this supreme god who controls dawn and sunrise also possess the ability to rewrite their environment.

In some ways, it even leans more towards "order reconstruction".

Just as Lynn was observing, a beam of light suddenly tore down from the dark side of the continent.

It was as if a hole had been forcibly torn open in the sky.

One, two, one after another.

That was not the light of dawn, but the light of sunrise.

Kita-Tori and her forces have already fallen into this area shrouded in darkness.

Lynn's gaze sharpened slightly.

"I remember……"

"Her power of rules seems to have some kind of subtle connection with 'dawn' and 'morning'."

On the dark side lies the landing point of the Northern Bird, while on the light side lies the territory controlled by the followers of Losanda.

Between the two, the dividing line is so clear that it seems like an insurmountable boundary.

If we judge the situation from an external perspective, this line might be the most direct reference.

Time slips away, little by little.

Lynn did not witness a violent clash like Donghui, nor did he see an erosion like Nanshuang that directly rewrote the entire plane.

Everything seemed restrained, even... a little too quiet.

"North Bird, there's no rush."

Lynn had already made a judgment in her mind. Unlike Nan Shuang, her style was never to overturn the table right away. It was more like to test and observe before deciding how to take action.

Sure enough, after observing for a while longer, the black and white dividing line that ran across the continent remained unchanged.

Lynn nodded slightly, looked away, knowing that there wouldn't be much new information if she looked any further.

So he turned his attention back to his own battlefield, the Pano plane.

Zoom out.

In the endless, deep universe, a galaxy quietly revolves.

Among them, a blue-green star stands out, the color of life and the very essence of the Pano plane.

It floats silently within the gravitational pull of the star, orbiting it.

Surrounding it are the moon, stars, and a varying number of other celestial bodies, together forming a complete galaxy structure.

Everything seemed perfectly "normal," but Lynn's gaze lingered for only a moment before darkening slightly.

"wrong."

He immediately became alert.

The next moment he saw the anomaly.

Throughout the entire galaxy, the trajectories of all the celestial bodies are remarkably consistent.

It's not "similar," it's completely identical.

It extends outward from the central star as its core.

A line, a trajectory that has been forcibly straightened.

This applies to the moon, and also to other planets.

Celestial bodies that should have different orbital periods and inclinations are now, as if forcibly calibrated by some force, unified into the same "rhythm," and even arranged in a straight line.

"A constellation of stars..."

Lynn slowly uttered those four words.

This is not a natural phenomenon, but human intervention, and moreover, it is a large-scale, cross-stellar level intervention of rules.

"A follower of the Goddess of Magic..."

His gaze turned slightly cold.

Almost immediately upon seeing this scene, memories of past clashes with that system surfaced.

"It seems that the followers of the Goddess of Magic are already wreaking havoc."

Lynn said in a low voice, his eyes showing a hint of seriousness. This battle would probably not be easy.

The thought had barely formed in his mind when he spoke, transmitting his voice to the outside world:

"Compile the intelligence here, archive it, and send it back to the Western Yuan Forest Domain."

Outside the Ring of Life, there are Morning Star Wizards waiting in wait.

Almost as soon as the words were spoken, the response came quickly:
"Lord Lynn, my esteemed Lord."

"With your access privileges, the relevant information about the Pano plane has been compiled and delivered to the Lord's Mansion of the Western Yuan Forest Domain."

Lynn nodded slightly.

The intelligence has arrived, the game is in motion, and the other three lords have already entered the fray. Now it's his turn to truly enter the game. (End of Chapter)