The year is now 176, the year of the full-scale arrival of the Protoss.
By this time, the Goddess of the Source Network had already succeeded, and the material world front had long been stabilized.
Tabitha felt it was time for her to prepare for her attempt to become a demigod.
Today, Tebbisa has decided to undergo the Soul Trial. The soul is the foundation of everything, and as a mage, she is acutely aware of the importance of soul strength.
Over the years, the small world of the Lost Tower has changed a lot. When we first entered, there were far fewer people.
Thinking back on everything over the years, Tabitha unconsciously glanced at the magic card in her hand again.
A friend card? Ron at least considers me a friend...
Tabitha smiled.
It's very likely that the Soul Trial will offer a chance to meet that guy!
Thinking about it this way, Tabitha did have some expectations.
This information was inferred by Tabitha herself, because in recent years not many people have gone to the Soul Trial, since the risk of getting lost is very high.
One hundred and seventy-six years after the arrival of the gods, during a period when the pressure of war was not too great, people focused on stability in their cultivation.
Few people ventured into the Soul Trial area, so Nika, that guy's fox-woman butler, would occasionally explain the benefits of the Soul Trial. With a little deduction, Tebbisa had already understood.
Soon, Tebbisa arrived at the location and entered a small, independent magic circle. Tebbisa was the daughter of an imperial duke and held a noble status. Accompanying her were her family guards, who stood watch outside the small magic circle.
Everything is almost ready.
I hope I really get to see that guy!
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In my first life, upon waking, we were destined to be apart.
Second life...
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In this fifth illusion, Tebbisa felt she should leave; otherwise, if she remained here for too long, the risk of getting lost would only increase.
In her final lifetime, as she was about to depart, Tebbisa inadvertently noticed a similar-looking fellow.
Is it him?
like?
Really?
...
Tabitha was a little incredulous, after all, there had been similar scenarios in the previous four illusions, but the person in those illusions was not him, only similar.
Having experienced disappointment, Tabitha calmed down considerably and decided to let things cool down first.
This is a projection of the wizarding world. After waking up, Tebbisa was in no hurry to leave. Of course, she wanted to learn about wizarding knowledge. Gradually, Tebbisa became a famous witch who owned a mage tower.
Wizarding knowledge is power. Under such world rules, the more knowledge one possesses, the more likely one is to be favored by the world's laws.
Tabitha took in Ron's apprentice, and assigned him a position that was neither too close nor too far away, so that Tabitha could keep an eye on him when she had time.
The man felt that the witch was very strange. Did she know him? He couldn't remember her for a moment, but she seemed somewhat familiar.
Tabitha gradually noticed that the man was becoming more and more like her, with a wildly imaginative and bold way of thinking that was also somewhat reasonable, and truly promising ideas that could succeed.
As the mentor and disciple spent more time together, Tabesa finally made a decision one day.
He could very well be Ron!
No, Tebbsa decided to test the waters.
That day, Tabitha summoned Ron to the witch's private room: "Tell me, can this mage formation be completed?"
This is a fireball mage formation, but it belongs to the Gus dimension.
Ron was stunned for a moment, and in that instant, the critical point he had reached after spending so many days together... He woke up!
Tabitha, I am... Ron Lance!
The Method for Becoming a God of the Void Spirit God King!
Oh, Ron, I remember now.
Looking at Tabitha again, Ron smiled unconsciously as if meeting an old friend.
It's a rare and precious connection, friends, old acquaintances...
Even so, Ron had another idea: why not give her a surprise later?
Ron, seemingly puzzled, said, "Hmm... this mage array is quite peculiar, but the node shouldn't be here. How about moving it here, Master Wizard?"
His insights were still unique; the modification adapted to the rules of the Wizarding World. Fireball is a very basic spell and easy to modify. Of course, this modification is still not as good as the original Wizarding Fireball.
Another similar genius? Just a genius... but not the real 'him'!
Tabitha wondered: What am I thinking?
In an infinite illusion, how could we possibly meet? It is only natural that we should not meet.
Another disappointment!
This time the disappointment was even greater, after all, there were more hopes...
When Ron saw Tebbsa's expression, his heart skipped a beat. It turned out that the feeling was still there, but because they were all getting older, the feeling was not as strong as when they were young.
Seeing Tabitha's disappointed expression, Ron suddenly had an impulse to not prepare the surprise at all...
Sigh! Once the decision is made, how can it be changed?
Thinking this through, Ron still performed the disciple's salute and stepped back.
Actually, if Tabitha had observed carefully at this moment, she could have noticed Ron's lack of manners, because the original Ron in this world would have been more formal, rather than the one who unconsciously relaxed when meeting acquaintances.
Tabitha felt a sense of emptiness due to disappointment, and she lost all interest in Ron. After Ron left, while he was still within her sight, Tabitha said, "From now on, you will be the academic advisor of the Mage Tower. Go back and move into the advisor's room!"
Having confirmed her suspicions, Tabitha found a reason to distance herself from Ron.
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Ron easily guided the other apprentices in the mage tower, but Tabitha had no interest in paying attention to Ron's unusual behavior anymore.
Half a month later.
Ron sighed outside the mage tower, "Phew...it's finally done."
A wizard-style fireball firework; although the conditions for a small elemental tide are not available here, it's still pretty good.
Okay, then, we'll wait until tonight.
Wait patiently.
As night falls, Ron sets off wizard-style fireworks.
Ron's knowledge level was now higher, and the fireworks looked even more realistic.
Peng... Peng... Peng...
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Fireballs rose and fell across the sky.
The apprentices finally emerged one by one.
"Look, what's that!"
"So beautiful, so that's what Professor Ron was doing."
At this moment, many trainees' eyes lit up; some admired the idea, while others respected the creativity.
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At this moment, Tabitha felt that it was very noisy.
Wait, that's the sound from outside.
The familiar voices brought back memories of those days.
Tabitha's witchcraft ascended into the sky, and finally, her witch form solidified in the heavens.
"Just as beautiful, but not quite quite, but... this is him!"
A surge of joy welled up in her heart. In the air, Tebbisa and on the ground exchanged a smile, their unspoken understanding unspoken.
“Look, the witch is smiling.”
"The icy, noble witch smiled. How beautiful!"
"No, no, it's smiling at me!"
"Can't you tell? That's for the mentor."
Ron is considered a mentor, but here, students verbally address witches as "Master Wizard" instead of "mentor."
That evening, the two sat together in silence for a long time afterward.
Finally, Tebbisa spoke first: "Long time no see!"
"Yes, it's been a long time."
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One night, several years later.
"Do we really have to do this?"
"What, you're not going to comply?"
"No, I am still cultivating the path to godhood and may easily lose my way. You are different. After this life, we may never meet again."
"I don't care, this life is good enough..." Tebissa's emotions erupted.
Ron, on the other hand, felt embarrassed. After all, considering the high probability of getting lost and failing, he had always been unwilling. Why drag the beauty down before success? But the intelligent and quick-witted Tabitha understood and realized the situation, leading to this scene.
To have come to this point, to advance is to be a beast, to retreat is to be worse than a beast.
Forget it, let's just choose the beast.
That night, the fierce battle between men and women was beyond description.
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Over the next few decades or centuries, the witch's tower had another male master, until the end of this generation.
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