Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1042 Natural Disaster, Purgatory

The death of the Soul-Devouring Flame Demon of Blackrock Mountain alarmed the entire Evil God Paradise.

Every hundred years, the crescent moon in the Evil God Paradise will become full again, randomly merging with the surrounding world for a period ranging from one month to several months—a rather unique rule.

Surrounding the world of evil gods are dozens of other worlds, none of which can rival these bizarre worlds composed of wandering evil gods. Pigpie becomes the servant and henchman of these wandering evil gods, endlessly plundering according to their evil will to satisfy its insatiable greed, bringing profound disasters to the surrounding worlds.

The unique ability of the Soul-Devouring Flame Demon will cause the Moon Gate to open more quickly and with shorter intervals, satisfying the plundering desires of the Evil God's Paradise.

"What is this?"

Inside the Flame Cave of Blackrock Mountain, in the ruins of a palace, Grimm picked up a piece of metal and gazed at it intently for a while through the tri-colored light screen.

This piece of metal actually possesses enchanted properties, a level of craftsmanship that is beyond the capabilities of ordinary low-level intelligent societies.

"Waaaaah, come look over here!"

As Little Eight called out, Green gradually ventured deeper into the cave.

As one huge stone mural after another appeared, Green was even more surprised. The thriving scene and powerful creatures depicted in the murals were actually Pigpie, and they had a highly civilized social organization, at least reaching the level of civilization of the large wizard towers in the wizarding world.

He observed each mural one by one, until the last mural, where an ominous crescent moon appeared!

Endless contact with various worlds, once every hundred years. After winning three world wars, the Pig-Eyed Legion could not be replenished and was finally defeated. Then the world declined and fell into endless disaster...

Since each fusion lasts only one to several months, neither of the fused worlds can completely plunder and destroy the other. As a result, the evolutionary direction of the Pigpie gradually adapts to the rules of the world. While maintaining a certain number for eternity, it begins to rely on the Wandering Evil God, transforming into an Evil God Paradise. By utilizing the endless Gate of the Full Moon, it becomes the most powerful being in the surrounding world.

The Holy Mark Wizard plunders the world's treasures, while the True Spirit Wizard explores history and seeks endless riches.

Some of the world's most hidden treasures can also be traced back to history!

"This fusion of world rules at the Gate of the Full Moon is not the original rule of the Evil God's Paradise, but rather appeared suddenly and inexplicably during a certain period of history. Is it a global catastrophe, or some external influence?"

Green remained silent, lost in thought, as he gradually left the palace ruins at the foot of Black Rock Mountain.

……

The Evil God Paradise is divided into two major factions: Natural Disaster and Purgatory.

The group of natural disasters, led by the level-six creature Dark Bone Dragon, is smaller in number but stronger individually, and is well-organized.

On the Purgatory side, there are twelve evil gods with complex interests and a loose organization. Although they are numerous, they have always been suppressed by the Calamity side. Among the twelve evil gods, the King of Fighters Tebiz is renowned and has repeatedly demonstrated extraordinary strength during the Moon Raid.

A month later.

An uninvited guest arrived at Black Rock Mountain.

His eyes were hidden by a straw hat. His three-meter-tall, muscular body was strong and imposing, with shoulders that were a full two meters wide. His skin was wheat-yellow with prominent veins. A rough animal hide was tied around his waist. His seemingly clumsy body moved silently with each step. He could shrink the distance between people. One step was at the foot of Black Rock Mountain, and the next he was already in the Green Palace!

Their eyes locked, and both sides saw the other's powerful true form.

"Did you kill the Soul-Devouring Flame Demon?"

A deep, questioning voice came from Green, who looked down at the man. He let out a cold laugh, and Little Eight on his shoulder cackled mischievously, licking his lips and saying, "My young master said those little guys taste pretty good."

Tebiz clenched his fists, his killing intent instantly reaching its peak, and his body naturally floated up, standing three feet off the ground.

"Killing him would harm the interests of the entire Evil God's Paradise; there will be no place for you in this world!"

The giant bone spike that Grimm had transformed into also stood up, leaning on the Extreme Abyss Magic Staff. A cluster of ice flowers burst open out of thin air, and under the Mask of Truth, he chuckled evilly, while his three eyes were fixed on the golden coin in Tebiz's hand.

"I don't believe that weakling who can't even withstand a single finger of mine can be called an evil god. Is this a paradise for weaklings or ants? As for harming the interests of the entire evil god paradise..."

Green extended his left hand, covered in bone spurs, and a ball of black flames blazed up. Through that source of darkness, Tebiz seemed to see a world where darkness was eternal and light was a lone boat under the allure of darkness.

"I am but a byproduct of the radiation from the source of darkness, a ripple or raindrop in the clash between light and darkness. Now I am integrated into my body, and my ability to influence spacetime through the Gate of the Full Moon is negligible, easily manipulated. Hmph, I think... my existence only harms the interests of one person!"

"You're asking for it!"

His eyes widened, and a dazzling golden coin instantly appeared in front of Green. The next moment, Tebiz, the King of Fighters, moved seamlessly, his fist tightly gripping the coin, facing a bone-spiked fist.

boom……

The shockwave of power was like a sharp blade, but it was tightly restrained by both sides. Neither Green nor Tebitz wanted the altar to be destroyed. The two sides remained locked in a stalemate in the air for several breaths, neither willing to give in.

After a soft hum, as the power of both sides gradually became uncontrollable, Tebiz was ultimately outmatched and retreated several thousand meters back to the entrance of the main hall. Cracks spread densely across the ground beneath his feet, threatening to damage the main beam of the skeleton, but were quickly bound to a narrow area by an invisible force.

After sensing the ample data from Tebiz with his tri-colored eyes, Green gave a cold laugh.

"Although we have achieved absolute control over power, hmph, our essences are still too different."

Taking a deep breath, Tebiz, the King of Fighters, slightly moved his wrist. The wound from the bone spike was healing rapidly. His fangs were exposed under his hat, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Yeah?"

kindness! ?

Grimm was shocked and incredulous. The next moment, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and even the seven-colored runes began to become extremely unstable, like a balloon about to burst, ready to unleash a self-sealing technique that was out of Grimm's control at any moment.

"you……"

Green quickly took out the Book of Truth to reinforce his self-sealing spell. At the same time, a cold glint flashed in his three-colored eyes, light and darkness intertwined, and the annihilation arcs on the Extreme Abyss Magic Staff converged, transmitting from the hall to the entire Blackrock Mountain. An unsettling high-frequency vibration continued, and light within tens of thousands of meters distorted and converged.

Green realized that the creature before him had mastered the use of power to the point that it could unleash power far beyond its own limits.

Tebizar's Three Extreme Punches in The King of Fighters perfectly converge at the same power point. In Grimm's perception of the Truth Surface, the power of Tebizar's Three Punches after fusion reached 128000 degrees, 153686 degrees, and 182232 degrees. Even though neither Grimm nor Tebizar activated their true forms, the power of Tebizar's Three Punches after fusion actually reached over 180000 degrees!

This person's strength is no less than Green's.

If he hadn't previously unlocked the fifth layer of his wild instincts, I'm afraid that without activating his self-sealing technique, Green wouldn't have been able to suppress it even if he had advanced to the fifth level of the Holy Mark, unless he found the right conditions to use the Forgotten Truth Space-Time Seal.

Just as the real battle between the two sides was about to break out, seven or eight powerful auras that Green had already sensed appeared one after another. Among them, the strongest and most feared level six creature was probably the Shadow Ancient Dragon from the side of the natural disaster.

"That's enough. Since this newly joined evil god has demonstrated sufficient strength and possesses the same abilities as the Soul-Devouring Flame Demon, let it replace the Soul-Devouring Flame Demon."

The terrifying body, over two thousand meters tall and blotting out the sky, spread its wings and flew into the distance. It was truly astonishing that it had been able to conceal its aura so faintly before.

These evil gods, who have been fighting for years, are far more powerful than ordinary world rulers.

"snort!"

Tebiz turned around and left the main hall as well, using his teleportation ability to follow the evil gods away.

Strangely, the three-colored eyes beneath Grimm's Face of Truth did not focus on the shadowy ancient dragon or Tebiz, who was briefly testing its strength. Instead, they gazed at a calamity god hiding in the shadows, and refused to turn their heads until the other party gradually disappeared into the distant horizon.

A flash appeared on his shoulder, and Hachiko appeared. After looking around and seeing that the main hall was still intact, he breathed a sigh of relief, flapped his wings at the dazed Grin, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"A Saint-Stigmata Wizard is hidden within the Scourge faction."

After thinking for a moment, Green added, "No, to be precise, he should be an Abyss Fighting Knight comparable to a Saint Mark Wizard."

(End of this chapter)