Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2908: 590: Sauron’s Golden Finger
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
In the immense astral realm, how numerous are these "endurers of hardship"? Does the Star Ancestor, hidden far below, grasp every detail? That's beyond my knowledge.
A period of time elapses afterward.
I will also pursue my end.
Merely the demise of a Level 11 entity can truly calm the mighty giants.
Back in that year, luck brought me to this cosmos, where I began as a simple farmer. The Heaven and Earth Bell's grace touched me, and while tilling the soil, I discovered a shattered fragment of a [wordless stone tablet]. It appeared man-made, though utterly blank of any etchings.
Little did anyone imagine that such a relic would serve as the only support for me, a transmigrator, through a grim and turbulent age. Leaning on it, I ascended to Legendary Wizard status, slowly revealing fragments of a lost chronicle as my power swelled and I journeyed through the Multidimensional Plane.
Only later did it dawn on me that this stone tablet was a shard from a Primordial Relic. The name given by the ancients escapes me; I dubbed it the [Wisdom Tablet].
It functions as the "Torch of Wisdom," the "Prometheus," and moreover, the astral world's "Restrictor" that locks away insight and maintains universal ignorance among all creatures.
Once positioned in the astral depths, it acted like a fortress barrier, a veil, a set of shackles... obscuring our vision from the full spectrum of existence, dulling our minds against the pursuit of principles, binding our limbs from forging implements.
With its aid, deities propagated their faiths with greater ease, guaranteeing that the populace stayed tethered to the gods, unable to strengthen on their own, barred from acquiring knowledge, rendered sightless, obedient, fearful, desensitized, stripped of any power for original reasoning.This represents a mental toxin that strikes straight at the core of cognition!
As wizards ascended, the Heavenly Father vilified me, misleading the naive masses, concocting the fabricated tale of the [Seven Knights of the Sky]...
The holy figure generously shared their corpse with the seven knights, granting them divine swiftness, stamina, bravery, soul, might, bodily resilience, and intellect.
They accused me, Sauron, of devouring the saint's mind to seize wisdom. They insisted the knights' power stemmed likewise from the saint's benevolence.
God cherishes every soul... What nonsense! Cherish your own damn self!
I never consumed a brain; I refuse to risk some prion affliction.
In the Primordial Era following the cosmic blast, the [Wisdom] Primordial Spirit emerged, destined to refine laws and awaken intellect across beings. Had it progressed as intended, it would have dissolved naturally, akin to time, space, and fellow Primordial Entities, merging into the cosmos to enable evolution and the pursuit of understanding among inhabitants.
However, much like the [Evolution Stone Plate], the [Wisdom Tablet] fell into the astral world's clutches, sealed tight to block wisdom's spread, to hinder folks from awakening and beholding the cosmos!
Those vermin dread the dawn of enlightenment far too much.
For [Wisdom] boasts limits both vast in height and depth; it's erratic, beyond mastery, and once unleashed, its course defies all prediction.
It serves as the sacred tool for unveiling cosmic principles.
It stands as the arsenal for dissecting every reality.
Through the Snow Goddess, revered also as the Ancestor of Frost Giants, I came to know the [Heavenly Will], a potent artifact hailing from antiquity.
He even advanced ideas on the [Evolution Stone Plate] and [Bloodline], and blazed the trail of Barbarian Totems, though he couldn't break free from faith's chains. This shortfall isn't on him, nor from any lack of intellect.
Rather, across those ancient epochs, his [Wisdom] remained stifled by the [Restrictor], so despite racking his mind relentlessly, he failed to envision the [Wisdom Tablet].
For the potency of the Wisdom Tablet compels every entity to instinctively erase it from memory, shrouding it eternally in history's mist and the void of cognition.
This amounts to the 404 principle of the other realm!
This realm demands a "Tiger Gate Smoke Clearance"!
Thus, following the Ancestor of Frost Giants' shattering of the [Evolution Stone Plate], I surmise the next figure pulverized the [Wisdom Tablet].
That entity, who reached the Supreme Realm ahead of me, was none other than Ultimate CreationKaz, the paramount force beyond the Giant World in all eras past and present.
Purely in battle prowess, I fall short of it, yet as the Ancestor of Frost Giants noted, bloodline reliance alone won't suffice against giants.
Kaz met defeat, vanished from the way, perhaps concealed in some spot plotting a return, a revival, but accomplished a vital deed prior to its fall.
Building upon the foundations laid by these forerunners and titans, I entered a more favorable age and setting, even securing the [Wisdom Tablet] shard via my transmigrator's fortune. Hence, my wizardly journey advanced without hitches.
I recognize that my achievements as Sauron today stem not from my own brilliance or diligence, but from the era's molding influence.
Favorable gales propel the strong to soar into the blue heavens!
Yet the era can elevate me only to the standard Supreme Realm, unable to thwart the giants' decree, unable to rise against and topple the Star Ancestor.
Therefore, what follows requires me to swap places with the era.
Through my schemes, my might, my labors, my insight, my society, I shall craft an epoch potent enough to rattle the Giant World, unleashing colossal tides... so vast they might topple the exalted ones on high!
Leveraging this golden era for the boon of timing and terrain!
Harnessing a spirit alien to this cosmos for the edge of human accord!
To spark a monumental shift that reshapes the heavens and earth!
In eras of abundance, all play the role of lapdogs; in turmoil, true champions arise!
By plunging the whole Multidimensional Plane into a cauldron of disorder!
Only then can the overlooked warriors in the shadows glimpse a spark of survival.
Be it chaos or calm for the universe, the Abyss holds the deciding voice.
This chess match commences at this point.
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The Easter egg's narrative cuts off suddenly.