Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1057 World Lord's Slave Legion

Seven days later.

"Under the lever of fate of the Great Ring True Spirit Wizards, no matter how strong this Aiba is as the Supreme King, he's nothing more than a caged beast. It's about time the wizard legions cleared him out. Hopefully, those old guys won't fall a few more... uh!?"

Ever since King Abadon killed King Sisi with his own Infernal Furnace, he has never tried to approach the Seven-Colored Lever of Fate to kill these alien evil gods. The once mighty, savage, violent, and invincible Infernal Giant King Abadon is now like a wild beast trapped in a cage.

He possessed immense brute strength, yet had no way to use it.

Even so, with Abaddon wielding the Infernal Furnace present, and the Pigpie Legion trapped in the confined space with nowhere to escape, the sky gradually grew desolate. Apart from a small number of Pigpie Legion members and evil gods escaping the Seven-Colored Lever of Fate's light barrier, the rest of the metal was destroyed by the flames of the Infernal Giant Legion.

These Infernal Titans, whose fighting strength was not particularly outstanding in the past, have become extremely terrifying beings among creatures of the same class since the birth of King Albadan, relying on savagery and violence to break through all enemies in front of them!

As Shadow Sword, who was hiding with Green at the edge of the light curtain, was talking, thinking that the seventh-ring True Spirit Wizard, who thought there was some unusual activity in the high-altitude rift, was about to send out the elite wizard legions that had been specially dispatched, he saw that from the black rift outside the seven-colored Destiny Lever rule light curtain, only tens of millions of all kinds of slave legions poured out, descending from the sky like a tide.

This left the Shadow Sword utterly perplexed. Did they really intend to continue relying on these low-level slave legions to wear them down?

"Hiss... A seventh-circle True Spirit Wizard actually intends to exhaust the power of this Infernal Giant, Abad, bit by bit, regardless of the cost!?"

Controlling the world's ruler at the cost of consuming illusory creatures is one of the Titan Loss Ring's known abilities.

At this moment, countless slave monsters poured out from the dark rift that stretched to the horizon. With the appearance of these slave monsters, on the thumb of the hands that had torn open the rift in the world, more than twenty of the dozens of strange patterns on the Titan's worn-out ring flashed and transformed into physical forms. They were indeed no different from the other slaves and swooped down towards the legion of the infernal giants.

These world lords, who can be noticed by a seventh-ring True Spirit Wizard, are at least level five, possessing the combat power of the evil gods in the Evil God Paradise.

Now, the Seventh Ring True Spirit Wizard has forced the Infernal Giants, who had just dealt with the Pigpie Legion of the Evil God Paradise, to face an even stronger, more fearless, and more powerful wizard slave army!

Grimm, the Sword of Shadows, couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow for this King of Abaddon.

Under the control of the True Spirit Wizard, even this supreme world ruler could only fumble around inside the box, without even a chance to confront him head-on, and was at the True Spirit Wizard's mercy.

"A seventh-ring True Spirit Wizard actually has the ability to control the world's master slave army!? Hiss... Elemental Wizard, truly worthy of being the strongest force in the wizarding world."

Facing the shadows head-on inevitably evokes a sigh.

In comparison, the Abyss Knights' Academy of Perseverance is merely a remote corner of the wizarding world. Apart from that ruler, its talent pool is dwindling. Even though I am already one of the top experts, it cannot be compared to the prosperity of the elemental wizards.

"My name is Abaddon!"

Holding the Infernal Furnace, the King of Ebadan soared into the sky. Although he could not throw the furnace to cause devastation, the destructive power of the thousands of meters of flames he created by swinging the furnace and crashing into the ground would still be catastrophic.

Tens of thousands of infernal giants followed closely behind, slaughtering each other as the massive slave army swooped down from the sky. Corpses fell into the sea of ​​lava, and except for a very few higher beings that could withstand the burning of the lava, most were gradually submerged and melted into ashes, leaving nothing behind.

"It's both pathetic and heroic that it's all meaningless."

Grimm gazed at King Abadon, who led the army of infernal giants. With a swing of the Infernal Furnace, he could incinerate tens of thousands of slave monsters. They had only just made contact when a level six world lord controlled by the Titan's Ring of Loss was killed head-on. He was still as strong as a monster.

"Hmm! That's... the Frost Banshee?"

As the Shadow Sword gazed at the twenty-odd slaves of the World Lords summoned by the Seventh Ring True Spirit Wizard, besides the ancient plant level six life that had just been smashed to death by King Abaddon's Infernal Furnace, there were two other level six beings. One of them was recognized by the Shadow Sword: the Frost Banshee.

"When I was traveling through the world clusters, I once visited the Frost Banshee world. It was an extremely powerful world. I never expected that a seventh-ring True Spirit Wizard would enslave a sixth-level Frost Banshee."

As if recalling some past events, the Shadow Sword murmured with deep emotion.

With the aid of the Face of Truth, Grimm gained a more direct and detailed understanding of this Frost Banshee. Her azure figure, torso, head, and limbs were composed of frost crystals connected by cold air, with ice and fire opposing each other. This Frost Banshee was extremely dangerous to the Infernal Giants.

Of course, this only applies when the Infernal Giant fighting the Frost Banshee is weaker than itself!

After the Infernal Giant, King Abaddon, smashed the Level 6 Ancient Plant World Lord to death with his Infernal Furnace, the long and uninterrupted battle seemed to have left him somewhat tired, and he was slightly out of breath. However, he was immediately blinded by his indomitable, fanatical, and violent fighting spirit.

Four narrow, elongated curtains of flame locked onto the Frost Banshee. King Abaddon roared and charged forward, while all the Infernal Giants along the way cheered loudly. Even in such circumstances, as long as King Abaddon continued to fight and the Infernal Furnace remained in his hands, none of the Infernal Giants would yield, and all of them would be able to unleash their full power!

"His explosive power exceeds 500,000 degrees, and his bizarre icy finger technique is superb, perhaps even slightly stronger than that former Crystal Terminator."

Green said with a sigh.

"However, he is no match for this infernal giant, King Abaddon."

Sure enough, just a few hours later, the Frost Banshee, who was besieging the enemy along with another level six world lord slave, was injured by the magma of the Infernal Giant King Abadon. She was then punched through the body by King Abadon and blasted into dust.

The last Level 6 World Lord slave was a creature adept at concealment, transformation, and disguise. Its limp body resembled jelly. Originally, this World Lord, with its extremely strong survival ability, could have been helpless even against King Abadon if it had remained hidden. However, tragically, it became a slave of a Level 7 True Spirit Wizard, obeying the will to kill the Infernal Giant Legion at all costs, and actively revealed itself to attack King Abadon like a moth to a flame.

The fearless slave army was wiped out in less than a day!

Huff, huff, huff...

Meanwhile, the army of infernal giants surrounding Abaddon dwindled to a few, most of them wounded and weakened. They followed Abaddon, who carried the Infernal Furnace on his shoulder, gazing at the sky and letting out a poignant and heroic battle roar.

"Hmph, I told you, you can't escape."

Amidst the gloomy and cruel laughter of the Seventh Ring True Spirit Wizard, an army of tens of millions of slave monsters reappeared from the cracks opened by his hands!

Immediately afterward, the Titan's Ring of Loss flashed, and the Seventh Ring True Spirit Wizard summoned all the remaining twenty-odd World Lord slaves in one go.

Then came a magnificent and overwhelming will, and countless slave naval legions swooped down.

"Hiss... No wonder he's a seventh-ring True Spirit Wizard!"

Grimm's tri-colored eyes peered through the third wave of enemies these infernal giants were about to face, and looked at the five Saint Mark Wizards who were vaguely appearing in the crack. They were all... Level 6.

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P.S.: I finished writing it yesterday, but I was delayed by the bus today. I just got off the bus and went straight to the internet cafe to upload it. It's the last day of the month, and I almost missed out on my perfect attendance bonus. I was so scared! Waaaaah! Sorry for the missed update.

(End of this chapter)