[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit":3,"chapter-wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-393":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Wizard: My Occupation Panel Has No Limits",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2221284,4031,"Chapter 393: Luxury and Slaughter","wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-393",393,"\u003Cp>On the edge of the Vital Republic’s star sector, inside the deepest cabin of the flagship *Monarch*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra stood alone in this sealed space she had transformed into a blood-sacrifice altar, her purple eyes fixed on the chilling scene before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire cabin was an irregular oval, its originally cold metal walls completely covered by living flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The writhing flesh tissue resembled the inner lining of a giant organ, its surface densely covered in a complex network of blood vessels like a spiderweb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever fresh blood flowed over them, those vessels would greedily contract and squirm, emitting a hair-raising sucking sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the altar, six \"Seers\" from the Vital civilization were arranged neatly in specific positions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These creatures possessed soft, octopus-like bodies, but their heads were pure crystal structures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the translucent crystal skulls, one could clearly see silver-blue thought-fluid flowing inside, rotating slowly like a galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were originally the sages of the Vital Republic—rare lifeforms capable of foreseeing the future through a collective consciousness network.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, they were firmly bound to the flesh altar by specially crafted living chains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those chains were not inanimate objects, but a type of parasitic abyssal creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They burrowed deep into the Seers' bodies like blood vessels, slowly and continuously draining their life essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought-fluid in the crystal skulls was draining at a visible rate, dripping into a groove in the center of the altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every drop of thought-fluid that fell stirred eerie ripples in space-time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The ability to foresee the future... how ironic...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra stroked the edge of the altar, her voice tinged with a certain pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can see through the mists of time and peer into the tracks of fate, yet you could not foresee your own death at this moment. Or perhaps...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped her movements, a dangerous light flickering in her eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You knew the ending of this day long ago, yet you were still powerless to change it? Is this the sorrow of the so-called Seers?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the Seers' crystal skulls turned with difficulty, its compound eyes, sparkling like stars, staring directly at Cassandra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the thinning thought-fluid, intermittent mental fluctuations were transmitted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Conqueror... your... greed will... consume... yourself... the dark... future... has already... descended...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A dark future?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra let out a shrill laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laughter echoed in the sealed flesh space, carrying a hysterical madness:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My dear lamb, you are right, but so what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Void-remnant power began to manifest in her hands, and purple energy tentacles extended like vipers, wrapping around the Seer's crystal skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the tentacles made contact, the Seer let out a heart-wrenching mental shriek, the pain transmitted to its kin through the consciousness layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since darkness is unavoidable, let me pull it even closer with my own hands.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following her cold words, the Seer's consciousness was forcibly stripped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-blue thought-fluid poured down like a waterfall, forming a constantly rotating energy vortex in the center of the altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra stood alone at the edge of the bloody altar, her purple eyes fixed on her masterpiece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her black hair was slightly messy, and her delicate face was stained with a few dried blood spots, but she seemed completely unaware of these details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the Seers' crystal skulls remained intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the thought-fluid had been drained, its eyes remained open, as if silently accusing her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra reached out and stroked the cold crystal surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers were very white, and her nails were neatly trimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't look at me with those eyes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The witch said to the dead Seer, her tone actually carrying a hint of grievance:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I had no choice either; you should understand... in this universe, if you don't advance, you retreat; if you don't kill, you will be killed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, her hands began to tremble slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because of fear, but because of a deep-seated exhaustion and... emptiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mommy, what are you doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a voice from deep within her memory, asked by Eve when she was very small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, Cassandra was in the laboratory concocting some kind of potion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing her daughter's voice, she immediately stopped her work and gently picked her up:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mommy is working, making something that can help people.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can it help many people?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, it can help many, many people.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer at that time was sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, she truly believed her research could make the world a better place, even if there were some necessary sacrifices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra shook her head vigorously, dispelling those memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took out a strangely shaped alchemical device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a scepter perfectly fused from a human skull and obsidian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a container she used specifically to store negative emotional energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra held the scepter high above her head, beginning to collect the massive resentment released by the Seers before their deaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The anger, despair, and pain of those intelligent beings whose lives were forcibly taken surged toward the scepter like a black tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hatred, despair, pain... the essence crystals of negative emotions; I hope they will be of some use in the coming war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stroked the distorted patterns on the surface of the scepter, which had formed from absorbing the resentment, and sighed softly again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward, Cassandra slowly pressed her hands onto the groove in the center of the altar, feeling the thought-fluid that still carried body heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The witch's voice became low and devout, as if performing some sacred ritual:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The best time to open the Other-Dimensional Box.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The divination began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, her consciousness was dragged into a chaotic space composed of countless possibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless potential future fragments flashed before her eyes like broken mirror shards:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The revelry of success, the despair of failure, the fear of death, the joy of victory...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every image cut through her spirit like a sharp blade, but she gritted her teeth, enduring the pain that felt as if it would tear her soul apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In these chaotic time fragments, she desperately searched for that key time node.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, all the chaotic images condensed into one clear and intense moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now! It is now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra opened her eyes abruptly, and two lines of blood tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The backlash of the divination dealt a huge blow to her spirit, and a tearing pain radiated from her temples, but a satisfied smile appeared on the corners of her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Found it... finally found it...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra closed her eyes, and her consciousness began to sink inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the deepest part of her mental space, a box that looked ordinary but radiated terrifying pressure was floating quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the \"Other-Dimensional Box.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A supreme treasure left behind by the previous Era King, a source of power capable of providing infinite possibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The box had no fixed physical form; it was more like the manifestation of a concept beyond understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the surface, it looked plain and unadorned, even a bit worn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Cassandra's consciousness touched it, she could clearly feel the infinite power contained within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an absolute authority that transcended time, space, life, and death—a terrifying power capable of rewriting the fundamental laws of reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Open.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following her intent, the \"lid\" of the box slowly lifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, countless cards radiating different lights danced in her mental space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one represented a specific authority, and each one possessed the terrifying power to change the laws of the world's operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden light was the most dazzling, representing the highest level of authority cards under normal circumstances;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver was second, radiating a metallic luster as elegant as moonlight;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bronze and lead-colored cards were the most numerous, but their power was relatively weaker;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there were a very small number of \"Star\" level cards flickering with rainbow light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were ultimate existences that transcended conventional classification; one had to consume three golden authority cards to randomly draw one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, in the family treasury, the moment she opened the Other-Dimensional Box, Cassandra's perception underwent a fundamental transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began to be able to \"see\" the true value and potential level of all things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a special vision that transcended the five senses, as if she had gained the perspective of a creator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this state, every existence had a corresponding color of light:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gold represented the Great Wizard level, such as her daughter Eve and her teacher Yuteer, who had already realized his potential;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver corresponded to those who might reach the Dark Sun level, such as Elliot of the Storm Clan;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bronze was the Moon-Shining and Morning Star level, the level of most formal wizards, such as the half-dragon maid Franka;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lower-level existences did not even have a faint glow, appearing as insignificant as dust on the roadside in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light on Luo En was the most complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she first saw him, it was already a mix of gold and other strange colors—a special quality she had never seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Start drawing authority cards.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra focused her attention on the dancing cards, paying special attention to those secondary existences radiating silver light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her goal this time was very clear—she needed an \"Extravagance\" type authority card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With an \"Extravagance\" card, she could enhance the effects when she spent various rare items to treat her daughter Eve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the strict usage rules of the Other-Dimensional Box, only an authority card of corresponding quality could produce the best effect on a target of the same potential level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first card slowly manifested before her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden border was incredibly ornate, and the pattern on the card was a graceful and luxurious female figure.\u003C\u002Fp>",1612,"2026-06-17T17:20:53.046Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","a5c7af1283647911f42130b9544ee4f4861d140952146a0c14cadfd072c51d3b","wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-394","wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-392",440,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwizard-my-occupation-panel-has-no-limits-cover.jpg"]