Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1011 Living

After browsing through the Twin Astrological Towers for a full year, Green decided to enjoy a brief moment of peace before the expedition ended.

"Are you really not going?"

After a series of wriggling movements, Green transformed into the appearance of an astrologer in this world, with pale green skin, a tall and thin body that was all skin and bones, a head that looked like it was topped with a giant pumpkin, and an astrological chart in his hand.

A few low-ranking astrologers remain within the Twin Astrology Towers, maintaining the tower's normal operation and living a servile and shameful life, utterly devoid of dignity. Green's transformation horrifies these astrologers, while the surrounding elite witch hunters are used to it; disguised witchcraft is not uncommon.

"Gulp..."

Swallowing hard, these lowly astrologers, reduced to servants, dared not utter a word and continued doing their work.

"No way! Damn it, after this world ends, we'll be thrown into the war of civilizations. Seeing all your friends die like this, I miss you so much... Ah! Ah! Ah! No, I want to be in love with Ye Ye for a few more epochs. I haven't lived enough yet! For love, I'm going to give it my all this time. I don't have time for your nonsense!"

For Ye Ye's sake, Xiao Ba actually began to modify the dramatic curse spell he had created, deleting and altering the harsh conditions of the incantation in the prelude.

What made Xiao Ba make such a decision was the news of the passing of Green's close friends Amlund and Wiggins a few years ago.

Both of them entered the realm of Level 3 Grand Wizards before the War of Civilizations, and were among the best of the Demon Hunter Dark Wizards, but they both perished in the War of Civilizations!

They were just one of hundreds of millions of low-level wizards who perished in the massive war of civilizations. This shows how brutal the war of civilizations was. Low-level demon hunter wizards below the Saint Mark had no power to control their own destiny!

As for the Stigmata Wizards who knew Green, one is known to have fallen: the Ivory Castle Stigmata Wizard who unexpectedly granted Green a level two Wild Instinct Transformation. This Stigmata Wizard, known for his body-refining defense, actually perished at the very beginning of the war in a small world on the front lines, which was truly unexpected.

News of the destruction of small worlds at the forefront of the war has been frequently reported. The space-based star destroyer has become the most powerful strategic weapon deployed by the Metal Destroyer civilization. Although it was limited by certain conditions and only destroyed a dozen or so small worlds, which was insignificant to the overall war situation, the psychological impact on the world lord of the Wizard Alliance was unparalleled.

"Then you can keep working hard here."

Green glanced at Little Eight, who was deep in thought on the lab table, its little tail wagging and drawing left and right, and then it vanished in an instant.

A month later.

In a remote mountain range, Green, a wandering astrologer, was warmly received by the Wagang people who were hiding in a cave from the war, and were treated like a god.

No wonder, before the chaotic apocalypse, these astrologers lived in the high astrological towers, existing only in the legends of ordinary Wagang people who lacked the talent to communicate with the stars. Now that they have finally met a living astrologer, how could these commoners, who had been hiding in the chaos and whose knowledge was limited to a mountain and a valley, possibly understand the situation of this world?

The purpose of these holy-scarred wizards, including Green, on this expedition was merely to obtain the flesh and blood essence of those high-level astrologers; these weak Wagang people were not even qualified to be slaves.

The best fruit they had picked was brought out, and torches were lit in the cave. With the warm hospitality of these Wagang people, Green, disguised as an astrologer, took his seat.

With a slight smile, Green's astrological compass floated to the top of the cave, quickly attracting starlight that pierced through the rocks and shone in, a truly wondrous sight that drew gasps of amazement from the large-headed Wagang people.

"Honorable astrologer, when will we be able to defeat those man-eating demons? I heard that those monsters came from the blood moon. I want to return to the village."

Inside the cave, the village chief asked earnestly.

The shamans had no interest in the ordinary Wagang people, so they had no contact with them. What they feared more were the hungry slave monsters. Even the occasional slave monster that got lost and went out to find food would be a nightmare for these Wagang commoners.

"They are too powerful, I don't know."

Shaking his head, Green responded with a sigh, silently observing the social lifestyle of this biological group.

"Is it more powerful than the great Goethe's Tower?"

A young Wagang man stared wide-eyed, asking incredulously.

Disguised as a kind old astrologer, Green patted the little guy's head and said with a smile, "Perhaps it's stronger than the Goethe Astrological Tower, but outside these mountains, we have a hundred more powerful astrological towers. Druesh, Eight Thousand Wonders, and Evil Mirror are our three strongest astrological towers. Under their leadership, we will definitely defeat these extraterrestrial demons, hehehe."

"If only I could become a great astrologer like you someday..."

……

Three years later.

Green has completely integrated into this Wagang people's village, which is struggling to survive in the post-apocalyptic world, and has become an indispensable member of it. The Wagang people in the village are extremely envious of the great astrologer's many wonderful abilities. During this time, Green has helped these Wagang people live a better life in the chaotic post-apocalyptic world.

"Waaaaah, Uncle Green, please save my mom!"

Three years have passed, and Little Ramo has grown from a tiny little girl with wide, staring eyes into a mischievous child who earns her living through her labor. Strictly speaking, she is still a female, and female Wagang people dominate this world.

"What happened to your mother?"

Green asked patiently.

Green seemed to want to completely integrate himself into the life of the Wagang people and enjoy the meaning of peaceful existence. However, Green knew that he was just deceiving himself. There was no such thing as true peace in the world. He was just trying to recall the peace he had experienced in the past.

"Mom, Mom, she..."

A short while later, Green performed surgery on the female Wagang who was in difficult labor, allowing her to give birth naturally. Due to their oversized head structure, a very high percentage of Wagang people died during childbirth.

……

Ten years later.

"I can't stay here any longer. The Astrological Tower is launching a full-scale attack. I must go back and contribute my own strength to the light of peace and justice in this world!"

Green said resolutely.

Amidst everyone's reluctance to part and their well wishes, only Ramo ran straight to Green's side.

"I'll go with you."

All the Wagang people in the village understood Remer's feelings and silently turned away. Remer looked at Green, tears streaming down his face. He wanted to kiss him, to hug him, to possess everything about this perfect astrologer.

In the end, Green left without any lingering thoughts.

For Green, this was merely a short vacation before the war of civilizations, a relaxing journey to experience the pristine lives of these natural specimens that might have been casually collected and placed in the laboratory. But for these lower life forms, it was a long and unforgettable memory that they would never forget.

"Go back. It won't be long before the world is at peace again."

…………

one year later.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp, a total of 1,300 blood essences. If needed, 1,000 blood essences should be enough for me to summon that Overlord's avatar for a short time."

The large bag behind the dwarf old man carrying the Rainbow Potion contained all the spoils the group had acquired in this world!

The entire world of Yuan Zheng was actually a trump card summoned by a sovereign avatar during the war of civilizations, giving those who disrupted the event a greater chance of survival.

"Through this collaboration, I believe everyone has gained a better understanding of the Tower of Annihilation's capabilities. With its power, combined with our group's existing strength, we're confident we can safely navigate this War of Civilizations!"

The Arcane Cloud Saint Mark Wizard roared in a low voice. After exchanging glances, the seven of them resolutely left this shattered world one after another.

(End of this chapter)