Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1054 Violent Will

The Infernal Forge is back in the hands of the King of Elbadan!

The raging crimson flames, like a sun in a paradise of evil gods, burned fiercely, their power causing the sky and earth to lose their color. The continent melted into a sea of ​​magma, roaring and boiling. Under the dazzling spots of light, one could vaguely see the confidence and sneer of four tyrannical eyes, revealing their savage cruelty.

Ignoring the endless low-level Pigpie legions, as the messenger of the Sun Cataclysm and a peak level six creature, King Abadon is the embodiment of disaster to low-level creatures; approaching him will result in instant death and incineration.

"There's no chance left. With the Infernal Furnace in his hand, no evil god dares to risk its power to fight this Infernal Giant King. If only he could stall for a little while and regroup his army..."

Green, who had already hidden far away, was muttering to himself.

Suddenly, the King of Abadon, wielding the Infernal Furnace, roared to the sky and moved again. Dark golden magma from the furnace on his shoulder flowed, radiating its light and heat towards the Evil God's Paradise. Suddenly, the four narrow, fiery eyes of the Infernal Giant King of Abadon aimed at Blade Butcher!

This level-five evil god, born in the Valley of Evil Souls with a blade-like upper body and an eight-legged crab lower body, not only launched the first strong attack on King Abaddon after The King of Fighters Tebize, causing injury to his hand, but also killed the level-four Infernal Giant King who was supporting King Abaddon when the army of the Evil God Paradise pressed in. He is truly another strongman who is no weaker than The King of Fighters Tebize.

However, at this moment, Blade Butcher, who was locked onto by Abaddon amidst the layers of Pig-Bug army, was terrified. His four blade arms trembled uncontrollably. The vast number of Pig-Bug legions in front of him did not bring him even the slightest sense of security.

goooo...

On the ugly, stitched-up face of the Blade Butcher, a drop of cold sweat trickled down onto his fat belly as he swallowed hard.

Being stared at by this terrifyingly powerful fire giant, every second felt like an eternity, making it hard to breathe, and the urge to turn around and run away was practically roaring in my heart.

"You filthy, flesh-and-blood creature, capable of slaying a true warrior of the Infernal Giants world, your body and soul are worthy of being forged in the Infernal Furnace. Heh heh heh heh, come, use your body and soul to further forge the eternal might of the Infernal Furnace!"

Leaning back and swinging his right arm, King Abadon unleashed his second Infernal Furnace with a deafening roar. This ball of crimson sun, thousands of meters long, completely locked onto Blade Butcher and rolled over him.

Under the terrifying power of the flames, Blade Butcher finally felt the despair that the Shadow Dragon King had felt before.

The space was completely sealed off and locked, making it extremely difficult to even move a finger. Everything in front of the fireball thousands of meters in diameter was burned to ashes. Hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers along the way were reduced to wisps of smoke and engulfed by the flames. Any power was powerless in the face of this blazing sun. This power, surpassing even that of the Lord of the World, crushed everything in its path with overwhelming force.

The Blade Butcher's lips trembled; even from a considerable distance, the stinging pain from the charred burns on his skin was already palpable.

Slowly, the Blade Butcher lowered his bladed arm, which he had been trying to resist with in a final act, and let out a long, melodious sigh after despair.

Gazing at the blazing sun rolling in front of me, I felt so small. Setting aside my hostility, I realized how dazzling and beautiful this boundless flame was. The indomitable spirit it contained, its unyielding, invincible, and relentless drive to destroy all schemes and cunning with its savage violence, was so captivating...

If only Ghost Canyon had such a beautiful sun.

Boom!

Within the overwhelming Pigpie Legion, raging flames erupted. This was the fourth evil god from the Evil God Paradise to fall beneath the Inferno Furnace. Along with him, hundreds of thousands of Pigpie Legion soldiers were also reduced to ashes, annihilated beneath the Inferno Furnace.

"This, this...this guy!"

It was clear that if they had just delayed for a little longer and gathered more Purgatory Legion troops, victory would have been assured, but instead, so many unexpected variables were introduced.

Green never imagined that this King of Albadan would be even more "foolish" than the legends said, completely devoid of any calculation or wisdom, possessing only eternal savagery and violence, using his own raging flames to destroy all enemies in his path.

Do not……

Green suddenly woke up.

The difference between the strong and the weak, between geniuses and ordinary people, often lies in what these ordinary and weak people perceive as foolishness, much like Grimm, who, during his apprenticeship as a wizard, embarked on a journey of exploring the code of life.

If Grimm had not foolishly ignored the appearance of witchcraft and sought the profound truth, he would not have won the attention of Peranos, indirectly achieving his invincibility in the battle for the Holy Tower, entering the heart of the world to summon the Eight Rainbow Vichy, and amplifying his advantages like dominoes to the current level five Holy Mark Wizard Grimm, and offering up his true spirit.

If this King of Abaddon had not been so savage, violent, indifferent to all conspiracies, and foolishly forging ahead, he would never have forged the Infernal Furnace, an unprecedented supreme artifact in the history of the world of Infernal Giants, thus uniting the two and becoming invincible across realms.

For a moment, Green felt a sense of reverence for the Infernal Giant, King Ebadan, who had crushed the Black Sota Stigmata Wizard and once plunged him into a nightmare.

Although they are enemies, I admire their spirit and will, making them the second person after the Black Sota Stigmata Wizard who restored the dark glory of the ancient wizarding world.

Just as Green realized this, he saw that these alien evil gods no longer took advantage of his absence to attack him as before. King Abadon, who had already thrown the Infernal Furnace, roared to the sky and charged towards the overwhelming Pigpie evil god army that was awestruck by the power of the Infernal Furnace!

"My King!"

"My King..."

The few remaining Infernal Giants, already crippled, now fearlessly followed in the footsteps of King Abaddon, rushing like moths to a flame towards the overwhelming number of Pigpie legions ahead.

I would rather die in the next moment than follow the invincible will of the Infernal Giant, King Abaddon, in this moment!

"The Evil God's Paradise is hopeless..."

The remaining skeletal dragon head, its soul fire murmured a regretful and lost word before going out.

"My King Abaddon!"

In the distance, the King of Xixi, holding the banner of Purgatory, led several Purgatory Giant Kings and a vast army, feeling the invincible and all-consuming will of the King of Abaddon, and rushed towards them with all their might.

The evil god legion, having lost several powerful evil gods and being helpless against this terrifying infernal giant king, panicked.

"Monster! This monster! No! We'll all be crushed to death by that furnace, one by one! Retreat! Get out of here! We need to rebuild a stronger army and more powerful forces!"

(End of this chapter)