Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 736 The Dark Lord and the Ring of Naga (XII)

Dark Time/7:00.
Damian Kelasser's living darkroom.

The scene in the dark room presents a depressing atmosphere. The whole room is dimly lit, and the walls are made of obsidian bricks, emitting a cold glow.

There are several ancient stone statues placed around, all of which are images of entrenched snake spirits with hollow and sharp pupils, as if monitoring everything in the room.

In a corner of the dark room stood a group of crimson bookshelves, on which were densely packed all kinds of rare magic books. The covers of some of the ancient books had turned yellow.

The red-robed wizard Damian was controlled to sit on the red velvet chair in the middle of the room, his posture straight and stiff, his hands neatly placed on his knees, his eyes staring blankly ahead, like an abandoned puppet.

At the desk, Xia Xiu looked relaxed, tapping the tabletop with his fingers. The Snake Eyes Scroll was spread out on the table, with clear footprints appearing on the surface of the scroll - these marks used different totems to symbolize the positions of the tutors in each academy. Xia Xiu's eyes were calm and focused, examining these marks one by one:

——Scroll of the Snake Spirit——

Ivan Sorensen | Fang Mentor

Mira Castel | Fang Mentor

Sofia Romano | Senior Tutor of Fang School

Philip Kelasser | Head of Spell Protection

Damian Kylaser|Superior Tutor of the Giant Serpent Sect|
Alex Kylaser | Serpent Defense Instructor |
Isabel Kay Russell | Serpent Faction Combat Instructor |
Adrian Finn | Mystical Scales Mentor

Leah Kayser|Senior Instructor of the Mystical Scale School

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Xia Xiu looked at each name carefully, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he already knew all of these people.

The totem and position of each mentor appeared clearly on the scroll, and even their factions and responsibilities were clearly marked.

His eyes were serious yet casual, as if he was choosing the next chess piece.

The old craftsman Satis at the side couldn't help but glance at those precious magic books, with undisguised joy and desire in his eyes.

Even though he was in a dangerous situation, he was still deeply attracted to these books. From time to time, he would quietly stretch out his fingers and gently touch the edges of these volumes, with a thirst for knowledge in his eyes.

soon.

Xia Xiu withdrew his gaze from the Scroll of Snake Spirit. He casually closed the scroll and placed it on the table, as if he had just completed some research, nonchalantly and relaxedly.

His eyes slowly scanned the room, finally stopping on Damian.

The red-robed wizard was now sitting stiffly on a red aristocratic chair, his hands placed obediently on his knees, his eyes empty and dull, like a mindless puppet.

The old craftsman Satis stood aside, his eyes flashing with awe and contemplation. He withdrew his attention from the bookshelf and turned to Xia Xiu.

He bowed his head slightly, his face full of respect, and asked in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, do you have any new instructions?"

Xia Xiu smiled slightly when he heard the voice, his eyes leisurely swept over the scroll, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a regular low sound.

He smiled and said slowly:

"Caleb Vigna, the purple-robed wizard has brought me a big job. With this Scroll of the Serpent Spirit, I can save a lot of effort in the following matters."

His hand gently stroked the scroll, his eyes swept over the marks on it, with some speculation in his eyes, as if he was extremely satisfied with the information on it.

"Speaking of this Serpentis College, it seems that the Aurors have firmly controlled all the core areas and management power. They really have it locked up tightly."

Xia Xiu turned his head slightly, his eyes fell on the old craftsman's face, and spoke calmly, as if waiting for the other party's feedback.

Satis nodded slightly, gazing deeply at the names and footprints marked on the scroll, his face solemn and thoughtful.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally replied in a low voice:
"Indeed. Through infiltration and control, the Kailasel family established a strict ruling system centered on bloodline superiority and family honor.

Their clansmen occupy important positions and key areas in the academy. With their bloodline advantage as the cornerstone, they control the secret rooms, influence teaching, social isolation, and even participate in taboo experiments. The Kailasel family relies on this to continuously consolidate their absolute position. "

“Inside the academy, they not only control magical resources and teaching, but also carefully cultivate a social culture where pure-blood wizards are supreme.

The academy gradually became the place where their family continued and an important base for displaying the glory of their pure blood. Half-blood wizards? Under this system, the chances of even touching the core are slim. "

The corners of Xia Xiu's mouth lifted slightly, deep and meaningful.

"So, no one thought of resisting?"

The old craftsman trembled slightly after hearing this, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just lowered his head and remained silent, the hesitation on his face was self-evident.

Just as the old craftsman was about to speak, Xia Xiu seemed to see through everything. He waved his hand calmly, looking away from the scroll and staring into the void.

His tone was calm but apologetic.

"Well, what I said just now may not be based on the actual plane conditions of the Naga Ring and the Hundred Layers World. The starting point is indeed too reasonable and does not conform to the world situation."

Xia Xiu raised his right hand slightly, and a small flame suddenly ignited on the tip of his slender index finger, emitting a warm halo, but exuding a deterrent force that could not be underestimated.

He blew gently on the flame on his fingertips, and his words revealed the certainty of having glimpsed some truth:
"In fact, I discovered a core problem when I came here - the control of the crystal wall system and the supernatural power within this world plane by the rulers has reached an almost pathological level."

His words were like a sharp blade, piercing the old craftsman's heart accurately and directly. The latter's expression stiffened instantly and his breathing became slightly rapid.

Xia Xiu's fingers casually fiddled with the flame, but his eyes were as cold as a knife.

“I can clearly sense that the flow of EVE particles throughout the Hundred Layers World is like an invisible, yet huge and sophisticated energy network that tightly covers every corner of the world and even spans across planes.

Once a magic caster touches this network, it will cause energy fluctuations. The network ensures the controllability and so-called "safety" of magic. "

"As for this network," Xia Xiu's eyes were deep, and his words were slow but guiding, "it is actually divided into two parts: the surface layer and the deep layer."

He moved his fingers slightly, and the flames swirled up around his fingertips, as if some hidden power was in control of him. He continued:

"The surface network is fine. It is a structured and stable energy flow system. Spellcasters can use the surface network to cast spells with the help of simple spells or sigils. Each wizard is a node, and each spell is a fixed module."

“It can almost be regarded as a lower-level alternative to the pedigree network. It is convenient, safe, and makes people content with the status quo.”

He looked at the old craftsman with an undisguised contempt in his eyes:

“And because more nodes are needed, the number of wizards in the realm must be kept at a certain level, together forming a dynamic structure of the magic network.

This structure requires a certain number of nodes to maintain the stability of the network, especially in areas of the surface magic network.

This setting allows non-family members (such as Muggles and half-blood wizards) to serve as basic nodes to support the operation and fluidity of the network, but their authority is limited to the surface network. "

His tone suddenly became serious, and his eyes were like a light that could see through everything.

His deep voice carried an inexplicable sense of pressure.

The flame flickered slightly at Xia Xiu's fingertips, like a tiny star of light but with a burning power, making his profile look exceptionally sharp.

A formula made of fire appeared in the air:

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【N=(P(M+E))/C】

[N = minimum number of nodes required for the surface leyline]
[P = the average number of active spells on the plane (i.e., the number of spells cast over a period of time)]
[M = Spell complexity coefficient (the more complex the spell, the higher the node requirement)]
[E = Energy density requirement, which is the average value of the energy level required. The Auror family can control the strength of the surface network by adjusting this value]
[C = Node Capacity Factor, the output energy capacity of each node (caster); the difference in energy capacity between half-blood and pure-blood wizards]
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The faint light illuminated the old craftsman's pale face, like a faint flame in the dark night, completely igniting the hidden fear in the other's heart.

"This, this, this..."

The old craftsman looked at the formula without hiding his fear. He looked at the blond young man in front of him.

At this moment, he truly felt fear from the bottom of his heart—not because of the absolute power, but because of this specific person.

Fear of Hugh Abraham, the man, and the power he displayed to overturn the world.

What did he see? He saw a demon king revealing the laws that govern how the wizarding world operates.

"You understand it, Satis." Xia Xiu looked at the old craftsman with a gentle smile.

Satis showed a bitter smile on his pale face:
“I’ve never been closer to the truth.”

Yes, he could understand.

An indescribable chill gripped his heart, as if someone was analyzing the truth hidden in the surface magic web word by word in front of him.

The Auror family encourages more people to learn magic in order to ensure that the magic network has enough "casters" to support the plane's magic network.

From the "node number formula", we can see that in order to keep the magic network smooth and stable, a minimum number of spellcasters (i.e. "nodes") is needed, just like the power grid needs more power stations and the data network needs more servers.

The more nodes there are, the more stable the magic network will be and the smoother the flow of spells will be.

In layman's terms, if there aren't enough spellcasters, the Magic Web is like a slow, laggy network; but with enough nodes, the Magic Web works better, making it less likely for everyone to be interrupted or have problems casting spells. More spellcasters = more nodes, which means the Magic Web is more stable, which means the family can safely draw energy from it without causing the Magic Web to crash.

Aurors do not need to bear all the burden of magical supply themselves. On the surface, other spellcasters are using the magic network, but in fact a large part of the energy is being "secretly used" by the family.

Just like a large company, it requires many employees (spellcasters) to "operate" together. The family can draw resources from this huge pool of magical energy without having to "do the work" themselves all the time.

Aurors can use the node number formula to balance the usage requirements of the magic network.

If there are not enough spellcasters, the magic network will become unstable. In order to "stabilize the network", the family will even encourage more people to learn magic.

On the surface, it is to increase magical freedom, but in reality it is just to allow more people to become "nodes" and provide a "stable energy pool" for the family to call upon.

You can pick any value and substitute it into the formula.

P = 60: Assume that there are 60 spells active on the plane at one time.

M=3: Average spell complexity is 3.

E=4: The basic energy requirement of the magic network is 4.

C=1: The energy capacity of each caster is set to 1.

The final calculation N = 420.

This result shows that in order for the magic network to operate smoothly, at least 420 spellcasters (nodes) are needed to provide magical support.

This is the basic requirement of the magic network. Even without the Deep Magic Network or other complex functions, the number of spellcasters in the plane cannot be less than 420, otherwise the magic network will become unstable, causing the spell effect to be weakened or even ineffective.

Moreover, since 420 nodes provide sufficient energy, ordinary spellcasters find it difficult to detect that their energy is being stolen. Even if the energy extraction is as high as 40%, it will not affect their basic spellcasting, so the Auror family can adjust the extraction rate at will.

But this extraction rate...

"Yes, Satis, there is another formula, there is another formula..."

The old craftsman stared at Xia Xiu, listening to every whisper of the Dark Lord, and felt a bone-chilling chill quietly climbing up his spine.

Xia Xiu narrowed his eyes and stared at the faint flame burning on his fingertips, as if he was peeking into endless mysteries.

His voice was low and calm, and he continued with a cold certainty:

"I haven't found the formula that reveals the true laws of this world yet... This is just the surface network."

“The deep web is the core of the problem.” His voice gradually lowered, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he had inadvertently pointed out a truth.

"The deep network is different," he said, his eyes as calm as water, "it is blocked layer by layer. Any use of high-level magic is strictly monitored, sigils, partition structure, authority allocation... even the language that enters it - such as Parseltongue, has been subject to spiritual blockade and divine suppression."

The old craftsman's heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand. Every word of the Dark Lord was like a needle piercing his soul and world outlook.

He had never heard anyone analyze the Deep Web so calmly, the truth that the other party was trying to subvert the existing order.

He wants to destroy all existing order and world framework of the Naga Ring!

That would be a destruction even more horrific than violent destruction.

The Dark Lord before him wanted to completely destroy the wizarding edifice built by the entire Auror world.

His legs were shaking, his soul was trembling, and his heart was resisting the destruction of his inherent values.

But it was too late.

It was just like the first time he met the Dark Lord, pursuing him out of desire.

Now, he will completely submit to the other party for the sake of truth, and together with the Dark Lord, destroy the wizarding building of the Hundred-Layer World.

He heard the Dark Lord say:

"The restrictions on Parseltongue are somewhat different. It is designated as the 'designated spellcasting language' of the Deep Weave. Only spellcasters with Parseltongue ability can trigger the specific effects of the Deep Weave."

Xia Xiu paused, as if thinking, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Moreover... Parseltongue holders with a specific bloodline can directly establish a special connection with the Deep Weave when using Parseltongue, without the need to use traditional spellcasting materials or gestures. These people are the so-called Aurors."

The old craftsman swallowed unconsciously, his legs trembling slightly.

The sacred majesty collapses before the cold numbers, and the lofty authority is annihilated by the ruthless calculations.

The Dark Lord's whispers were as sharp as iron, and they crushed every trace of holiness into dust.

There is no longer eternal glory and lofty statues of gods, only formulas, chains, and sealed barriers. That is the truth in his eyes, endless rules and cold laws.

The edifice revealed by the Dark Lord does not allow for a trace of faith to remain. What replaces awe is a precise, cold system.

There is no longer any innate holiness or hand of forgiveness, only the undercurrents of the deep web. In the whispers of the Dark Lord, the holiness of the Aurors has long since dissipated like smoke.

Xia Xiu seemed to notice his fear, but didn't care. He smiled slightly and continued:
"Aurors also possess a unique 'language barrier' effect. When using Parseltongue, they can cast a special language barrier on themselves to prevent other spellcasters from casting counter spells. This barrier forms a barrier during casting and is difficult to dispel or break."

His tone was calm, but it revealed a chilling sense of oppression.

"They can go a step further and perform blood suppression on low-level Parseltongue holders, like a Mim strike weapon, precise and ruthless."

Cold sweat oozed from the old craftsman's forehead. This was exactly why Damian Kylasel could defeat him so easily. Even though he held the Deathly Hallows, he was suppressed by Damian's bloodline and could hardly fight back.

The Dark Lord simply stated:

“And this deep network is different from the lineage network that is fully open source.”

Xia Xiu's words were tinged with joking:
"They are not directly connected to the ether that represents 'infinity'. They are just a local area network - all resources are properly allocated. Every permission and every authority is like a carrot and a hole, tightly fitting and cannot be usurped."

He narrowed his eyes, "Even the authority to consult is just gibberish that comes from the existing gods."

Xia Xiu's voice, with a hint of sarcasm in it, slowly echoed in the silent dark room, gentle but penetrating to the bone marrow.

He paused slightly here and cast his gaze towards the old craftsman beside him. His eyes revealed a deep insight that stripped away all disguises.

"The Aurors control all the resources of the deep network, which are the props of unknown plane authority. In the Hundred Layers World, you call those props..."

The old craftsman couldn't help holding his breath under the gaze of those golden pupils. Sweat slowly seeped out from his forehead. He felt as if his throat was being tightened by an invisible force. He spoke with difficulty:
"The Book of Sages...?"

The voice seemed to be forced out from the depths of his throat, word by word, with a suppressed tremor. Upon hearing this, Xia Xiu smiled slightly, with the corners of his mouth raised as if he had heard an absurd joke, and continued:

"Yes, the Book of Sages."

There was an undisguised mockery in his voice, as if he savored the arrogance and coldness contained in the name.

"The motives of the wizard circle of the Hundred Layers World have now been revealed. The sages hope to seek the unlimited authority they need in this limited, closed local area network at the cost of the remains of the gods of the old times. For generations, they dared not open this world, fearing that their seemingly high authority could be easily shattered at any time."

The Dark Lord shook his head slightly with a hint of contemptuous smile, as if the conspiracy, secrets and control of this entire system were nothing more than toys in the hands of a child.

The old craftsman's face was pale, and fear was clearly visible in his eyes. He trembled slightly, not daring to look directly at Xia Xiu's gaze, which was like a sharp blade that pierced through the world, revealing the undercurrents and contradictions hidden in the deepest part of the wizard society.

Xia Xiu had already stood up, and walked slowly but with an unignorable pressure, to the red-robed wizard Damian, who had been controlled like a puppet. He lowered his head and stared coldly at the usually arrogant Auror, as if he was staring at a tool waiting to be disassembled. There was a deep chill in his voice:
"There is only one final formula left," he said in a low, teasing voice, as if the game had already been decided in his mind, "a formula that reveals the core contradiction hidden in wizard society."

He turned his head slightly and his eyes slid towards the old craftsman behind him.

The other party was like a frightened bird, not daring to look him in the face. The expression of fear and admiration was clearly revealed on his pale face.

"Satis——"

Xia Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly, his tone calm but with sharp penetration.

"I am not here to treat you to a meal. I seek change, and change means riots and bloodshed. Now, spread this formula, spread everything I have revealed - this is the first gift of the Dark Lord to the Hundred Worlds."

The old craftsman looked at Xia Xiu's smile, which was brilliant and dangerous, like a blooming poisonous flower.

His body trembled slightly, and an excitement that almost subverted his faith arose in his heart, but he was also wrapped in deep fear, as if the next moment he would have to bear responsibilities that he had never imagined.

Xia Xiu's voice was deep and clear, like a hammer striking the soul:

"Those who seek change will automatically stand on my side. All I ask for is one thing - the book of sages should be open source."

The old craftsman swallowed his saliva, feeling extremely excited. At the same time, he also understood one thing:
The "open source" of the Book of Sages means the end of the rule of the Kailasel family.

It also means that the blood of the Aurors will be shed because of the Dark Lord.

The wizarding edifice built by the Aurors will be completely destroyed by the Dark Lord.

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(End of this chapter)