Wizard Lord:I can Extract Anything

In war, it's important to have a just cause, and spreading the wisdom of wizard civilization is often the slogan used by the wizard world when invading other worlds. Other slogans include spreading the light of reason, enlightening the savage natives, and avenging wizard brethren. This is the essence of the wizard world, or rather, wizard civilization: using war to spread wizardry and using enslavement to educate the savage natives.

As Grand Wizard Black Tower appeared, energy fluctuations began to emanate from within the Floating City.

Standing on the floor, Richard could feel the faint vibrations beneath his feet as the Floating City began to awaken.

"As your commander, I hereby announce the following rules.

During the war, all wizards must obey every command from the command center.

During the war, any form of fratricide is strictly prohibited.

During the war, freelance wizards only need to remit one-third of their personal wealth.

During the war..."

Grand Wizard Black Tower continued to enumerate over ten rules, covering everything from wizard actions to their earnings, ensuring comprehensive governance.

After announcing the rules, Black Tower tore open a rift and pulled out a somewhat ethereal rune staff.

He raised the staff high, and a beam of light shot into the void.

Richard then felt a jolt as the Floating City began to move towards the spatial rift. Simultaneously, a magical barrier extended from the central spire, spreading to the top of all the spires and encompassing the upper half of the Floating City.

Space storms in the void repeatedly struck the magical barrier, creating ripples. Richard felt a twinge of anxiety, knowing that if the barrier were to break, most wizards except the Grand Wizard would be shredded by the storm.

He glanced at his fellow wizards who had experienced war and noticed their composure.

His senior brother, Erik, caught his gaze and explained.

"Don't underestimate this magical barrier. It can withstand up to fifty thousand energy levels, and in critical moments, up to a hundred thousand. No space storm can break it."

Richard smiled, feeling somewhat reassured.

Once the Floating City was fully in the void, the spatial rift gradually closed.

Standing at the edge of the Floating City, Richard could clearly see the wizard world's appearance in the astral realm—a massive, glowing bubble.

"So that's the wizard world?"

Looking at the glowing bubble, a sudden sense of unease washed over Richard.

It was like a baby leaving its cradle, overwhelmed by the vastness of the world.

"Junior, stop staring. Here's your room."

A voice came from behind Richard. Turning around, he saw Chax sitting on a giant black wolf, holding two pouches.

"Room number, communication crystal," Chax said, tossing one of the pouches.

Catching it, Richard found a metal card and a black crystal ball inside.

On the battlefield, orders from the command center would be relayed to each wizard through this crystal ball.

"Thanks, senior."

The lower hemisphere of the Floating City was divided into three layers: the lowest for the slave army, the middle for war machines, and the topmost for wizard residences, just beneath the deck.

Following his assigned number, Richard found his room beneath the deck. It was well-equipped, even featuring a quiet room for meditation.

Astral travel was lengthy, and breaching a world's barrier took considerable time. Barring unforeseen events, wizards would spend at least a year within the Floating City.

...

"Aldo, in the language of the Black Crystal Insectoids, means hive.

In ancient times, the great Mother Insect God, Aldom, was born into the world, becoming the first Black Crystal Insectoid.

During Aldom's first millennium, she was immensely happy and curious about all things. However, in her second millennium, she began to feel lonely.

Thus, she gave birth to thirty-six Mother Insects as her children, dividing the entire world into thirty-six parts among them, forming the present-day thirty-six insect nations.

The Mother Insects, mimicking their mother, gave birth to their own children. To ensure their healthy growth, the Mothers dug underground and built on the surface, constructing the initial thirty-six hives, which are now our revered sanctuaries..."

Inside a hive constructed of sand and stone, an elderly Black Crystal Insectoid was recounting the history of their species to a group of younglings.

The Black Crystal Insectoids resembled mantises but were larger, with a black crystal between their eyes. Even the newborns were the size of human infants, growing to about two meters as adults.

"Teacher Stah!" interrupted a young Black Crystal Insectoid. "Mr. Sturt says something different. He said that a god created the Mother Insect God, who then birthed us..."

"Nonsense!" Stah roared, his wings trembling with anger.

"Sturt is a lunatic driven mad by stargazing. Don't believe a word he says."

Dong! Dong! Dong!

A bell interrupted Stah's outburst, and he shook himself, dismissing the class.

The younglings swarmed out of the classroom, leaving Stah alone.

"Sigh, these younglings are becoming more disrespectful to the Mother Insect God."

Returning to his quarters at the hive's peak, Stah reflected on their communal living within the colossal hives, with few choosing independent dwellings.

"Stah, you're back! I made a new discovery today!"

A voice came from the door, and Stah instantly knew his brother, Sturt, was outside.

He chirped—a sigh in Black Crystal Insectoid terms.

"Sturt, what have you discovered now?" Stah opened the door, letting Sturt in.

Born from the same batch and raised together, Sturt and Stah were brothers in both blood and affection.

But unlike Stah, Sturt's cognitive development seemed off.

The role of a Black Crystal Insectoid is predetermined at birth.

Warrior insects guard the hive, priest insects perform rituals, cultivator insects farm... An insect's body structure dictates its function from birth.

But Sturt was an anomaly.

As a warrior insect, he had an inexplicable fascination with stargazing, akin to a priest insect's pursuits.

This was unheard of among the Black Crystal Insectoids.

"Where's your telescope? I'll find it for you!" Sturt eagerly moved to the observatory.

Yes, Stah was a priest insect.

As a priest insect, he had grown up with a warrior insect obsessed with the stars.

After searching, Sturt excitedly pressed Stah to the telescope.

"Let go, Sturt! I can look myself."

Freed, Stah peered through the telescope.

The night was clear, with not a cloud in the sky, each star perfectly visible.

"Isn't it the same as usual?" Stah grumbled.

"Look closer!"

Sturt gestured animatedly, his scythe-like chitinous arms, strong enough to sever bones or fungi stalks, waving about.

"Fine, fine, I'll look again."

Feigning compliance, Stah took another glance through the telescope.

This time, he noticed something unusual.

As a priest insect, his memory of star charts was impeccable. Yet today, he spotted...

A star where none should be!

...

At the hive's core, in the Mother Insect Hall.

"Is it confirmed?"

A warrior insect clad in golden armor demanded.

Before him, a priest insect draped in white silk communicated with the Mother Insect. Among priest insects, only the most powerful three-star priests wore white silk.

Soon, the priest stood up.

"Slattev, the Mother Insect has confirmed it. The great Mother Insect God commands us to rapidly assemble the army. All warrior and priest insects at star level must go to war."

"High Priest! Are you sure all star-level insects are required?" Warrior insect Slattev questioned.

The Black Crystal Insectoid's power was star-ranked, with one star being equivalent to a first-tier creature.

"If we mobilize, our nation alone can muster millions. What enemy warrants such a force?"

The High Priest shook his head. "I don't know; I only convey the Mother Insect God's orders."

He too was puzzled. Since defeating the Subterranean Demon Spiders, no race in this world posed a threat to the Black Crystal Insectoids. What enemy required such a massive mobilization?

As he pondered, a thought crossed his mind.

Yesterday, a priest insect reported an unexpected star in the sky.

Could the enemy be extraterrestrial?

The High Priest shook off the notion.

Regardless of the foe, the Mother Insect God's orders were absolute, even if their enemy was a cluster of mushrooms.

With no answer from the High Priest, Slattev left in frustration.

As a warrior insect, he had to obey the Mother Insect's commands.

Afterwards, the High Priest resumed communication with the Mother Insect God.

"Great Mother Insect God, where do our enemies hail from? The sky or the depths?"

After a long pause, a message reached the High Priest's soul.

"From beyond the sky."

...

"Prepare to follow the command center's plan."

In the war machine layer, Richard boarded a war airship with hundreds of other wizards.

A year and a half had passed since departure, and under the Grand Wizard Black Tower's guidance, the Floating City was poised to breach the world's barrier, facing an assault from the entire world.

"Richard, are you scared?"

Beside him, Ellie, her body flickering with ethereal sparks, watched him.

According to the command center, black wizards were divided into small groups, each balanced with members from the four major schools: evocation, alchemy, necromancy, and mind. Led by a second-circle wizard, each warship of black wizards was overseen by a third-circle wizard.

On the battlefield, black wizards' roles were straightforward: eliminate surviving natives after the white wizards' cleansing and disrupt enemy formations with surprise assaults.

"Scared of what?" Richard smiled. "It's just killing."

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