In the Dark Great World, the nameless wizard seemed to remember something. He picked up the Lingzhi Magic Plant, now steeped in darkness, and tried to use it to contact Locke.
But the next moment, the Lingzhi Magic Plant repelled his power.
"This is bad."
The nameless wizard realized that the Dark Great Evil King's power had invaded the Lingzhi Magic Plant. It might even have found Locke Augustine, whom he had contacted earlier.
"If something happens to my junior apprentice brother because of this, how will I answer to our teacher?"
The nameless wizard frowned.
"Is the Dark Great Evil King trying to force me back to his realm?"
Only there could he recover his own name.
The nameless wizard faced a difficult choice. He had no way to tell how much power the Dark Great Evil King had sent into the Wizarding World. The Dark Great World lay along the New Route, and much of what was known about it remained incomplete. Exploration was still underway.
That left him in a quandary.
On the Dune Plane, inside Group 2's underground research institute, in the dark space.
Locke looked at Zachary Potter, the shadowy fiend before him. Zachary saw no fear in Locke's eyes—only curiosity—and broke into a vicious grin.
His dark face suddenly lost its nose and ears. Only his eyes and mouth remained beneath his forehead, each like a black hole.
He laughed aloud.
He was like a shadow stretched and warped beneath a lamp, mocking Locke's ignorance.
As a fiend of seven worlds, he had already dragged seven worlds into the Dark Great World.
And now he could feel the Wizarding World's World Power, vaster and more immense even than that of the Dark Great World.
As a lord of seven worlds, his movements would