Super Righteous Player
Chapter 1053 - 111: The Legacy of Thought

Chapter 1053: Chapter 111: The Legacy of Thought

Annan immediately recognized them.

These constellations were those of this world!

Isaac, with the elegance and seriousness of a great pianist or a conductor waving his baton, swiftly raised his hands.

As Isaac’s movements quickly extended towards each constellation,

it was like quickly typing out a complex program.

The constellations were activated one by one, rhythmically radiating a brilliant silver-white glow. Annan could even hear, as Isaac manipulated them, a harp-like clear tinkling sound gradually rising in the air.

—Annan recognized this spell.

It was the School of Prophets’ "Ritual Spell: Stellar Divination."

It was not a Gold-level spell, but a Silver-level Prophet spell. Its characteristics were "difficult to learn" and "useful"... these were not contradictions.

Because this spell could act as multiple spells.

Its most basic function was positioning; it could also predict specific directions, foresee major world events, perform remote sensing, break anti-positioning rituals, enable precise teleportation, control over vast distances, and heal from afar...

If a Prophet Wizard who mastered this spell, they could even use it from thousands of miles away, summoning specks of starlight next to the target, binding them into a net-like line to hinder the target’s movements; the starlight could also be used to heal injuries and restore energy, although not significantly.

The difficulty of learning this spell lay in that it required on-site programming.

It required a large amount of "luminous" enchanted objects, summoning those watery-like stars in a lightless environment; then activating this spell by systematically activating these stars, like typing on a keyboard to form logical language.

Eventually, the "coded program" was handed over to the power of the stars, allowing it to run automatically and complete the spell.

It was like running a program, and if there were no bugs, it would take effect.

Because the stars were omnipresent, this spell could work over vast distances.

Those Silver-level Prophet Wizards who specialized in this spell, were known as "Astrologers." Because activating this ritual consumed considerable materials.

And why was this powerful spell not widely used?

Because its unique "programming language" was irrelevant to other spells. That is, delving deeper meant only that this spell could be used more smoothly.

A lifetime devoted to a single spell.

Indeed, some could achieve this, but they were few.

However, Isaac...

Annan suddenly thought of that "ritual microchip" Isaac had invented.

"Could it be that this spell was the inspiration for your invention?"

Annan couldn’t help but ask.

Isaac heard this and his lips slightly curled up, "Yes, it really is.

"When I was studying this spell, I kept thinking—what’s the significance of this complex logical language? Then I realized, it was because the power of stars is difficult to manipulate and the stars interfere with each other, easily leading to self-destructive lightning.

"By simulating the power of stars, we can test in advance what effects require which instructions, and then send the instructions all at once. This saves much more trouble than modifying while sending. This way, the power of the stars can also be utilized.

"Therefore, as a Wizard of the Jade Tower, I immediately thought—can this principle be applied to other areas? What areas are very dangerous, require a lot of experience, and can be verified in advance?

"That would be the study of rituals. I strongly felt that the knowledge of rituals so far was full of ’individual experience.’ Each Ritualist has their own preferences when conducting rituals, and these preferences form various schools of thought—at first it was just preferences, but over time they evolved into traditions. The knowledge passed down would also be transformed accordingly...

"With this demand, I invented the base plate. If the materials, knowledge, runes, and influence of a ritual are correct, its effects must be consistent. The problem lies in that, ’materials’ here are difficult to replicate exactly. So why not eliminate those hard-to-copy materials and only choose those that can be replicated—making it standardized.

"I can say this: from my era onward, the study of rituals will truly become a discipline. It will truly participate in social production, becoming a driving force for advancing the world.

"I have spent my life studying theories. Optics, mechanics, astrology... not many inventions came out. But the base plate is definitely a groundbreaking invention."

Saying this, Isaac sighed, "I really hope... those kids can learn it well. It’s very useful, not just ’convenient.’ Mainly, it provides a way to test, verify, falsify, replicate, and disseminate ideas.

"Compared to some invention, some spell, some ritual. I think such a formation of ’thought’ can more fundamentally change an era."

"Don’t worry... one day, wizards will appreciate your invention."

Annan reassured, "Look, Husky loves it."

"Because she is a good child. She has a sense of mission and is also steady enough. Well... As a dead man, I shouldn’t talk too much."

Isaac sighed.

His hands didn’t stop moving.

After about three minutes of continuous tapping, he finally raised his right hand.

The constellations immediately repeated the sequence he had tapped out rapidly before, creating a clinking and clanging rhythmic melody.

The streams of light, centered around them, gradually climbed upwards, forming a spectacle like a space elevator.

In the sound of the music, their bodies gradually became transparent.

The next moment, they appeared in an open space.

This was the southern side of the entire town, the real wilderness.

A lean, dark-skinned old man, bending down with a dagger in his hand, stood alertly in front of them.

He was dressed in a Hawaiian-style shirt, wearing open-toed bamboo shoes, and the lines on his face were not wrinkles but flesh cracked by the wind.

— The person before them was "Venomhand."

He clearly didn’t know why he had suddenly appeared here, and looked dazed and highly alert as he watched the three of them materialize.

He knew he had been targeted and teleported by some transcendent force.

But "Venomhand" did not flee without hesitation.

The area around them was surrounded by a "net" comprised of silver-white streams of light.

He knew he couldn’t escape.

However, once he saw the attire and faces of the three...

"Venomhand" was initially shocked, then he relaxed and laughed.

"Who are these guys... Isn’t this Duke Annan?"

He said with a sardonic tone.

Beside him, the blackbird furrowed his brows.

As the ruler of the Winter Duchy, information about Annan’s appearance indeed wasn’t a secret, but... why would a pirate being hunted recognize Annan?

"Whose man are you?"

Annan asked calmly, "Or rather, who are you working for?"

"Venomhand" gave Annan a deep bow.

"Thank you for asking, Your Majesty. I am no one’s man, but if I have to say...

"I am working for the ’Countess.’"

"Which Countess?"

Annan furrowed his brows, searching his memory.

He didn’t recall many countesses...

But "Venomhand" said as a matter of fact, "There is no ’which one,’ the ’Countess’ is the ’Countess.’

"It seems I might not live for much longer. Thus... the ’Countess’ asked me to pass a message to you:

"’If you are the main course, Her Majesty the Queen should be considered a very flavorful appetizer.’"

Upon hearing this, Annan narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean by this?"

Silver-white solar runes flowed from his necklace, branding his chest.

— An unmistakable radiance turned Annan into the "Sun" in an instant!

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