Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 841 - 375: We’re Going Home_2

Deep within the observatory's heart lies the isolation chamber, encased by an imposing runic barrier. These runes, not etched on mere stone or metal, are instead woven directly into the fabric of the spatial structure itself. They drift slowly through the air, projecting a formidable force field that effectively quells all supernatural manifestations.

"A crazed Dark Sun Wizard was once confined here," Wayne imparted a chilling detail with casual ease as he unsealed the entrance. "He stumbled upon something he shouldn't have during his Abyss excursions and subsequently began… conducting unspeakable experiments upon his return. We were forced to incarcerate him permanently until his natural demise."

"Three days from now, provided all proceeds as expected, you'll regain your freedom of movement," Wayne added as his final instruction before departing. "Professor Uther is already anticipating your debrief. He expressed particular interest in the findings from your latest venture..."

With the heavy door sealing shut, a profound silence descended upon the isolation chamber. Ron made his way to the window, observing the exterior through the specially reinforced glass. The nighttime panorama of the observatory, juxtaposed against the stark Abyssal backdrop, presented a scene of surreal magnificence.

The living edifices seemed to writhe gently beneath the moonlight, their bioluminescent organs pulsing like distant stars. Occasionally, indistinct shadows, seemingly woven from pure darkness, meandered between the structures, their forms difficult to ascertain.

"Three days… just enough time to catalog some of my acquisitions," Ron mused. He produced his magic sword, its blade casting a subtle silver luminescence in the subdued light of the chamber. Through their spiritual connection, he could perceive Nari, deep within the Abyss's embrace. The ancient 'Mother' was presently occupied with cataloging various treasures within her vault, her hand sometimes stroking a substitute puppet held in her arms.

However, what truly captured his notice was the discrepancy in the flow of time. His three-day sojourn on the Abyss's Fourth Layer was equivalent to more than a week within the Main World. This temporal distortion offered him a more profound grasp of the Abyss's intricate nature.

"This implies I can make a swift return to the Central Lands," Ron thought, initiating the formulation of a detailed itinerary in his mind. "The advanced course with its 227 enrollees, and the pending publication of the Chaos simulation device paper..."

The night deepened, yet Ron felt no inclination towards slumber. He retrieved the advanced edition of "Abyssal Biology," commencing his study of the detailed accounts of Innate Apostles presented within. The tome's pages were not crafted from ordinary paper but from the cured hide of an abyssal creature. As his fingers brushed against the pages, he could feel the ancient knowledge contained therein coursing through his very being.

"Innate Apostles, currently documented individuals do not exceed three, with only one known to exist, having largely succumbed to madness due to their compromised consciousness..." The book's description deviated notably from his personal encounter. "As per records, such entities display exceptionally high levels of aggression and unpredictability, and even indirect contact carries a significant risk of consciousness dissolution..."

It became evident that these academic resources merely offered a partial glimpse of observed phenomena. Or perhaps, prior scholars never had the chance for in-depth research before being consumed by the entities' terrifying might.

"The constraints of knowledge..." Ron contemplated these records with thoughtful consideration. "The true Abyss is far more variegated and intricate than the descriptions in these texts suggest."

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The following morning, he habitually commenced his meditation and cultivation. As his consciousness delved into the cosmic vastness depicted in "Star Eater's Ravings," the clarity within his mental space markedly intensified. The 0.1 Spiritual Power enhancement derived from his Magic Swordsman job change was already proving instrumental. At this juncture, even a fractional increase of 0.01 was noticeable, let alone a substantial leap of 0.1.

The three celestial bodies, once distant points of light, now felt like immense presences within grasp. The deep violet luminescence of the Hermit Star cascaded like liquid, holding untold secrets and profound wisdom. The Scholar Star's silver-white radiance remained steady and pure, exuding a cool aesthetic of logic and reason. The light originating from the Observer Star was the most enigmatic, resembling a colossal eye, observing all with detached coldness.

"This resonance intensity..." Ron meticulously gauged the energetic exchange between the three stars. "The activation process that originally necessitated a year might now be accomplished in mere months..." Starlight began to converge in the depths of his consciousness, coalescing into an intricate energy circuit. This circuit, in its natural formation, undoubtedly adhered to fundamental cosmic principles.

Each pulsation deepened his perception of the world. "At this rate, by the time I depart for the Quicksand Lands, my Meditation Technique should be capable of reaching the Moon Level standard." However, mere advancement in his Meditation Technique alone would prove insufficient.To ascend to the rank of a Moonlight Level Mage, the prerequisites are demanding, insisting on a significant breakthrough across all specialized skill categories. He mentally revisited the exact criteria: For the Combined Magic Circuit, Spiritual Power must be capable of dividing itself amongst various magical disciplines, thereby creating synergistic effects that amplify one another. The Spiritual Shock Grid necessitates the conversion of a solitary spiritual assault into a cascading series of grid-based shocks. As for the Radiation Field Control Matrix, the most formidable component, it mandates the ability for one's personal radiation field to seamlessly transition between distinct operational modes. "I shall first tackle the two objectives that are nearing completion..." Ron's eyes opened, and he quietly pondered his strategy for enhancement: "The subsequent Radiation Field Control Matrix should align with the proficiency level of the Radiation Field skill, something attainable once Spiritual Power attains the Moon Level Critical Point; this should not present excessive difficulty..."