Wizard: My Skills Can Infinitely Break Through

"All research findings must be reported to the Elder Council, and all experiments must be conducted within an Isolation Array."

"Hmm, those are reasonable restrictions."

"They're afraid of trouble." Aidele's voice grew softer.

The Justice clan's Level Four Morning Star wasn't present. If the Level Three or higher Abyssal pollution were to spread, not only would the clan suffer devastating losses, but it would also likely attract the intervention of other powers.

The Abyss was an absolute taboo on the Central Continent, and right now, they just wanted to eliminate all potential threats as quickly as possible.

That was why she was able to smoothly take over resources and gain more support.

Ian looked down, pondering. "As Level Three Great Wizards, wouldn't it be faster for them to handle it themselves?"

Aidele smiled faintly, looking at Ian.

"You probably haven't interacted with many Level Three Wizards. Their greatest desire is to advance to the Morning Star Realm.

Unless it's an extremely critical matter, it's difficult to get their attention. My father used to be the same way."

A thought struck Ian. "Will they come here to investigate?"

Aidele shook her head, understanding Ian's concerns.

"Our main, public-facing Magic Potion Workshop is still this one. Your place remains the most clandestine location. Don't worry."

「Late at night, on the third basement level of No. 7 Wisteria Lane.」

Ian stood in the center of the auxiliary laboratory.

The space here was more expansive than the workshop on Golden Oak Street.

Now, the four walls, the ceiling, and the floor were all inscribed with silver-white Protective Runes.

This was the new Level Three Isolation Array. When activated, its light would form a self-contained barrier inside the room, capable of sealing off even spatial fluctuations.

Twenty-seven samples were spread out across the workbench.

Gaga was perched on a shelf in the corner, its silver-gray eyes glowing like two small flames in the dim light.

'Time to begin.'

The Rune Array activated. A silvery-white light descended from the ceiling, draping over the entire workbench like a curtain of water.

The space within the Barrier warped slightly, and even sound was completely sealed off.

From the outside, one could only see a blurry silhouette and the occasional flash of dark light.

The first sample was a dark red crystal.

The panel labeled it: "Crystallized Blood of an Abyssal Creature. Pollution Level: Three."

Ian used tweezers to pick up a piece the size of a rice grain and place it on the observation Crystal Plate.

The moment his Spiritual Power tentacles probed the crystal, a torrent of mad whispers erupted from within.

"Merge... Morning Star... Eternity..."

These sounds didn't arrive through his ears; they assaulted his Sea of Spirit directly.

It was like countless fine needles simultaneously piercing the depths of his consciousness.

Ian's body froze for an instant before he immediately activated his Starry Sky Festival Meditation Method.

The panel activated, and the Power of Order Stars formed a shimmering barrier of Starlight around the outer layer of his Sea of Spirit.

The whispers were blocked, but fragments of residual emotion still seeped through.

Twisted desire, a lust for Power, and something deeper... fear.

Ian kept his breathing steady.

His Spiritual Power tentacles delved deeper into the crystal, peeling away the surface layer of polluting Energy like a scalpel to probe the core Rule structure.

The panel recorded the data in real-time, and a three-dimensional model materialized at the edge of his vision.

It was a microscopic representation of a fragmented Abyssal Rule. Countless twisted chains of Runes intertwined, forming a self-replicating network of pollution.

'This way... I can record the pattern of the Rule's Erosion.'

Ian was extremely pleased with the panel's power.

The second sample was a sliver of black tissue.

The panel's analysis revealed it to be a remnant of heart tissue from some kind of Extraordinary Creature.

But its cellular structure had been completely mutated. A minuscule Abyssal Rune was branded inside every nucleus.

The third sample, the fourth, the fifth…

Time flowed by in silence.

Outside the Barrier, Gaga occasionally turned its head, its Perception vigilantly attuned to any stirring outside the Laboratory.

But the location of No. 7 Wisteria Lane was well-concealed, and Aidele had arranged for Naseng and his men to patrol the perimeter, ensuring there would be no unexpected disturbances.

As Ian analyzed the fifteenth sample, the panel suddenly flashed a red warning.

"Rule Source Homology Detected: 99.9%"

"Sample Source: Pollution Vector (Offspring) from within Titus Justice."

"Parent Body Location: ...Eastern Burning Canyon... Third Fault Line (Distance excessive, coordinates incomplete)."

Ian froze, staring at the coordinate data that had appeared on the panel.

It was a string of ancient geographical Runes corresponding to a region in the eastern Central Continent marked as a "Death Forbidden Area."

Ash Burning Canyon, one of the ruins from the Ancient Abyss Battlefield.

It was said that even now, spatial rifts occasionally erupted with otherworldly Energy.

'Edmund... it seems that's where he was contaminated.'

The panel's notification wasn't finished. A new line of analysis appeared below the coordinate data.

"Parent Body Estimated Pollution Level: Five."

"Current Sample: Seventh-generation derivative of a parent body offshoot."

"Warning: Target is extremely dangerous…"

'Level Five!'

That was the equivalent of a Radiant Moon Wizard.

Ian's eyes shot open. The Level Four Morning Star was a Realm that ordinary Wizards could scarcely hope to reach.

A Level Five Radiant Moon... represented a level of Power he couldn't even fathom at the moment.

On the Central Continent, every Radiant Moon Level powerhouse was an overlord in their own right, capable of establishing a Wizard Clan that could endure for tens of thousands of years.

'The Abyss actually left a Radiant Moon Level Pollution Source deep within the Burning Canyon.'

This couldn't be explained away as mere "remnants from an ancient battlefield."

Edmund thought he had found a shortcut, but in reality, he had only touched the tip of the iceberg.

And the part of the iceberg that lay beneath the surface…

Ian looked at the remaining samples on the workbench.

The dark red crystals, the black tissues, the twisted Metal scraps—under the light of the Barrier, they all seemed to emit an eerie, faint glow.

It was as if countless eyes were staring across Time and space, gazing at the Wizard who sought to analyze them.

He picked up the tweezers again. His fingertips were steady, without the slightest tremor.

'As long as I don't have to face it directly... I have nothing to fear.'

Since the shadow of the Abyss had already fallen upon him, his only choice was to understand it more deeply.

To understand its Rules, its weaknesses, and how it could be defeated by the Power of Order Stars.

Within the Barrier, the analysis continued.

Outside the Barrier, the night grew deeper.

In Clan Leader Titus's bedroom, Aidele was still awake.

She sat by her father, Titus's, bed, holding his hand as it gradually regained its warmth and telling him in a low voice about everything that had happened that day.

She spoke of consolidating resources, of her competitors yielding, and of the Elder Council's support.

She also spoke of a certain young Pharmacist in the laboratory on Wisteria Lane, facing the shadow of the Abyss all by himself.