Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 830 - 371: Creation_3

This artifact had transcended its status as a mere weapon, evolving into a combat companion capable of complete synchronization with his very thoughts.

What set it apart most distinctively was the lack of a fixed form for its blade.

Beneath his focused observation, the longsword commenced a gradual metamorphosis. Its blade curved inwards, the hilt extended, and ultimately, it reshaped itself into a long, elegant magic wand.

"Master... there are more forms... to unlock..."

The magic sword's voice resonated within his consciousness, tinged with an evident eagerness for exploration:

"Currently... I can only switch between sword... and wand, but I can sense... within the deep memory..."

A momentary pause followed:

"And... I want a name... but... that name seems to be sealed by something... requiring stronger power to unlock..."

Ron offered a nod, his agreement perfectly aligning with his theoretical conjecture:

"It appears further growth is necessary. Upon reaching the 100% charge state, all abilities will be fully unleashed."

The instant he held the magic wand, an unparalleled sense of oneness washed over him.

This was an extension of his own will, a tangible manifestation of his wisdom.

Through this conduit, he could perceive the ebb and flow of all surrounding energy and execute actions with precision far beyond conventional limits.

"Now I grasp why the Black Wizard profession cannot be transferred independently."

Ron held the magic sword, feeling the power surging within:

"The issues of corruption and personality aberrations must be resolved through the amalgamation of three professions.

Only within a stable, multi-profession framework can the might of the Black Wizard be safely harnessed."

His gaze shifted to his professional panel, where every indicator showed steady advancement.

He was a mere single point shy of the critical threshold of 6.0 at the Moon Level, with his subsidiary professions diligently progressing to higher tiers.

"The fusion profession of Three and a Half Stars is within reach."

Ron meticulously charted his future developmental trajectory in his mind, his eyes alight with an intense yearning for greater power.

However, just as he savored the triumph, unforeseen developments began to unfold.

On the other end of their two-way connection, Nari also experienced profound benefits from this transformation.

With the successful forging of the magic sword, the ancient Apostle, through the established profound spiritual link, began receiving feedback energy from Ron.

Yet, the quality and potency of this feedback dramatically surpassed any favor she had previously received.

"This sensation..."

Nari's voice quivered within the depths of consciousness, a testament to her profound and disbelieving shock:

"This pure and potent energy... it possesses a hundred times the power I had conceived..."

Ron could sense that, through their mutual link, his reasoning and composure were subtly reshaping Nari's spiritual architecture.

Her previously erratic and disordered thought patterns began reorganizing, becoming progressively more coherent and systematic.

Nari's physical form commenced undergoing subtle but significant alterations.

The chaotic fluctuations that had once been beyond her control started to stabilize, and the pressure she emanated grew more restrained and focused.

The most striking transformation was evident in her eyes.

The multitude of scattered eyeballs, once erratically positioned, began arranging themselves into a distinct pattern, forming a more aesthetically pleasing geometric design.

The luminescence of each individual eye also achieved a new stability, no longer flickering chaotically but pulsing rhythmically, akin to a gentle breath.

"My child..."

Nari's voice emerged with unprecedented clarity, still retaining its inherent gentleness but now imbued with an awe-inspiring, majestic quality:

"You have bestowed upon me an ineffable gift... a gift of reason..."

Yet, as her mental framework stabilized, Nari's intrinsic nature as innate chaos began to reveal itself more fully.

This was not merely brute force, but a terrifying power capable of fundamentally rewriting the very principles of existence.

"Now, I finally comprehend..."

Her voice deepened, resonating with an ancient quality, as if carrying echoes from before the universe's inception:

"Why the other Apostles fear me... why even the Supreme Apostle hesitates to engage deeply with me..."

The surrounding space began to warp and distort in peculiar ways.

The heretofore stable chaos storm, now under Nari's clarified conscious control, started exhibiting true, serialized chaotic attributes.

This went beyond mere destruction and distortion; it represented a higher form of reality reconstruction.

Ron observed as the distant Flesh and Blood Forest commenced a process of regrowth, guided by an entirely novel set of principles.

The previously deformed, twisted organ-like trees transformed into exquisite, symmetrical crystalline structures under these new rules.

The magical essence in the atmosphere ceased its chaotic flow, instead arranging itself into perfect geometric formations.

Even the passage of time seemed to adopt a discernible rhythm, reminiscent of the universe's own heartbeat.

"This is the genuine essence of innate chaos..."

Ron watched, utterly captivated by the spectacle, gaining a profound, new understanding of Nari's capabilities:

"She does not conjure chaos; she engineers new order..."

Nari chuckled softly, her laughter like the chime of silver bells, yet possessing the might to rend mountains apart.

"My child is truly intelligent... indeed, chaos does not equate to mere destruction; it signifies boundless potential..."

She then proceeded to reveal her true capabilities to Ron.

A single tentacle gracefully brushed against the adjacent seawater, which instantly transmuted into molten liquid gold.

Another tentacle was extended towards the heavens, the profound purple firmament being swiftly redrawn into a gentle, azure hue.

"Under my dominion, the fundamental properties of any substance may be redefined..."

Nari's voice resonated with a form of pride that defied conventional comprehension.

"This is why I am aptly named 'innate chaos'... I am the architect of rules, not merely their enforcer..."

However, even as she showcased this awe-inspiring power, Nari abruptly ceased her display.

Her myriad eyes all converged upon a particular direction, her countenance shifting to one of profound seriousness.

"Intriguing... It appears our family reunion has drawn some unwanted observers..."

Distant energy fluctuations began to ripple forth, instilling a palpable sense of disquiet.

This was not an isolated threat, but rather an indication of multiple formidable entities converging simultaneously.

Nari's tone gradually turned frigid, her menacing intent causing the surrounding space to tremble perceptibly.

"They dare to interrupt my reunion with my child at such a juncture..."

Ron promptly grasped the gravity of the unfolding situation.

While he had anticipated potential intervention from other Apostles, the synchronized arrival of three indeed surpassed his expectations.

"Mother, should we perhaps withdraw?" he inquired tentatively.

"Withdraw?"

Nari emitted a laugh filled with disdain.

"My child, your mother has just undergone such a significant augmentation; I am merely in need of some practice subjects..."

She commenced channeling the primordial chaos dwelling within her, preparing to confront the approaching confrontation.

"Let those presumptuous beings witness the true Authority of the Abyss..."

At that precise moment, Ron felt a warm sensation emanating from the storage pouch at his waist.

It was the emergency contact rune, a parting gift from Uther, now signaling a warning.

The old professor's voice eagerly echoed within his consciousness: "Ron! Depart from there immediately! I have detected an extremely perilous concentration of energy! Do not entangle yourself in the conflicts of the Apostles!"

Yet, at this juncture, Nari clearly had no intention of permitting him to depart.

Following this profound spiritual communion, she had come to consider Ron the most precious entity in her existence.

"My child, you shall not come to any harm...

Nari softly reassured Ron's burgeoning anxieties, countless tentacles weaving a protective cocoon around him.

"Mother will shield you, ensuring no one can inflict any damage upon you..."

Her voice adopted a dangerous edge as the surrounding storm of chaos shifted into a combat-ready state.

"And your mother... simply requires an opportunity to test out her newly acquired, lucid power..."

Ron observed the impending clash amongst the Abyssal Apostles, his heart filled with a mixture of eager anticipation and underlying concern.

Her voice adopted a dangerous edge as the surrounding storm of chaos shifted into a combat-ready state.

"And your mother... simply requires an opportunity to test out her newly acquired, lucid power..."

Ron observed the impending clash amongst the Abyssal Apostles, his heart filled with a mixture of eager anticipation and underlying concern.