Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 681 - 322: Conquest Showcase (Part 3)

To the left stood a silver banner crafted from metallic threads, its face shimmering with intricate geometric designs characteristic of a machine society;

To the right fluttered a rainbow-hued flag formed entirely from energy formations, endlessly cycling through a bewildering spectrum of colors;

Most disturbing of all were the banners below, unexpectedly woven from organic matter, their exteriors softly undulating as though clinging to remnants of vitality.

"Every banner sings the dirge of a fallen civilization."

Ron sensed the subtle energy waves radiating from those banners, stirring a tangled feeling deep within his chest.

As a logical scholar, he fully grasped the merits of domination and pillaging.

Yet, beholding the reduction of whole societies to simple ornaments still drew a faint crease to his brow.

Cassandra materialized moments later, forgoing a humanoid guise, instead unveiling herself in the form of a Void Remains construct.

This was an ever-expanding luminous energy mass, reaching hundreds of meters in width.

Inside the Void Remains lay myriad minuscule energy motes that built an elaborate three-dimensional framework, each mote pulsing with varying light rhythms, collectively weaving a hypnotic multi-layered spectacle.

The full Void Remains resembled a compact violet star, projecting a regal glow far too brilliant for direct viewing.

Instantly upon the Void Remains construct's emergence, a colossal psychic force surged across the whole chamber.

Even established Wizards, confronting the crushing aura of this Grand Wizard-rank being, were forced to strain fully in order to sustain their Mental Barriers.

Ron endured a surge of vertigo, his arcane forces instinctively surging through his body, striving to defy this beyond-comprehension force.

Yet, what seized his focus even more was the observatory personnel's response.

The scholars and adventurers who had endured prolonged Abyss erosion, upon exposure to Cassandra’s Void Remains luminescence, revealed unmistakable signs of solace across their features.

Wayne’s stony half of his face began restoring its tone, Mary’s prosthetic orbs halted their unsteady gleam, and even Martin’s callused digits paused their ongoing decline for the time being.

"Her Void Remains form... it can somewhat hold back Abyss corrosion?"

Ron sharply grasped this essential detail:

"No, to be precise, it generates a certain harmonizing interaction with Abyssal Energy. This means..."

His reflections got severed by Cassandra’s metamorphosis.

The luminous Void Remains commenced shrinking, reshaping into a humanoid silhouette.

As the brilliance faded away, a woman in her early twenties emerged in view of all.

She evoked the image of a grown Eve, bearing raven locks like the midnight heavens, refined but keen facial lines, and a commanding build.

Yet, the most mesmerizing element was the sorceress’s eyes, akin to two leisurely swirling amethyst whirlpools.

"Colleagues."

Cassandra’s words reverberated across the chamber, her mild inflection clashing vividly with the formidable presence she had just revealed:

"Through years of sporadic cross-dimensional invasions, I’ve returned with a valuable offering for the Academy Union."

With a gentle sweep of her right hand, a host of remarkable beings started streaming forth from the Portal.

The initial display featured trophies from the "Crystal Mind Civilization."

Six towering crystal colossi, each dozens of meters in height, were gradually advanced, their frames wholly formed from some vital crystalline substance.

Within, a multitude of twinkling light specks were plainly visible, embodying their cognitive functions.

Each light speck denoted a fragment of thought, while the complete lattice of light specks formed a unified mental framework.

"These are the ’Cognitive Vessels,’ originating from the fourth quadrant’s Crystal Civilization."

Cassandra’s tone conveyed obvious pride:

"They were once the thinkers and experts of that society, holding spatial doctrines and energy control techniques far surpassing ours. Now, their full wisdom is ours to claim."

While she declared this, one of the crystal titans initiated a "display."

Its structure shimmered with elaborate light motifs, myriad energy filaments intertwining inside the crystalline frame.

Following that, an exact three-dimensional depiction of a stellar system levitated in the air, illustrating the Crystal Civilization’s distinctive perspective on the universe’s composition.

The depiction not only encompassed typical stars and worlds but also the arrangement of assorted veiled realms and force zones.

This insight carried boundless worth for wizards, particularly those focused on Spatial Sorcery.

Ron intently scrutinized the inner composition of the crystal behemoths, applying "Extraordinary Recognition" to perceive the core nature of these beings.

They had formerly been aware entities with autonomous minds, but were now utterly dominated, repurposed into animated vaults of information.

"Compulsory recall extraction and mind reconfiguration..."

He mentally dissected the workings of this technique:

"Via specialized tuning approaches, the subject’s neural architecture is entirely reforged, preserving data and recollections while annihilating individual intent. Harsh as it is, this technique stands as the most straightforward means to obtain knowledge from alien worlds."

What came next proved even more staggering, with scores of "synthetic hounds" advancing from the Portal in disciplined formations.

They looked like flawless merges of technology and organics, their frameworks and vitals supplanted by exact mechanical components, though their exteriors and musculature preserved living qualities.

Every hound featured an aerodynamic physique, fitted with fluid-actuated systems at the limb joints, and extendable power appendages sprouting from their dorsal sides.

The most chilling trait was their eyes, one a crimson living orb, the other a cybernetic sensor beaming azure light.