Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1089 The War of Civilizations (Part 1)

Time passed, and only five years remained before Green was to embark on his mission to the Ruins World.

"The Tower of Annihilation, the Holy Mark Wizard, this is the combat intelligence sent by the base's headquarters."

At the fortress's combat command center, a level three archmage respectfully handed a crystal ball to Green, his voice slightly hurried.

Green, who was conducting research on the Key to Life, raised his eyes, and the face of truth gained another layer of perception, becoming even more profound and mysterious, as if he had seen through the appearance of all things and pointed directly to the truth.

After a burst of magical energy, a white-bearded Ming Wizard appeared in the crystal ball's light screen. He bowed slightly to Grimm and said in a low voice, "Holy Wizard of the Tower of Annihilation, reliable intelligence indicates that a massive legion of Metal Destroyers is on its way to attack the base. It is not yet certain whether they possess a second Metal Destroyer or a Metal Seed. Please do your utmost to ensure the protection of District 258, and at the same time, preserve the fortress legion's civilization seed resources as much as possible."

The "seed resources of civilization" naturally refer to the little wizards born in the context of the War of Civilizations.

At the same time, a scene of an overwhelming army of metal robots appeared on the crystal ball's light screen. This was by no means a small-scale skirmish of a few hundred thousand robots as usual. Judging from the scene in the crystal ball, this terrifying army of robots that blotted out the sky was incalculable, numbering at least several billion.

The robots were densely packed, their movements perfectly synchronized, maintaining an absolute parallel distance from one another. They showed no emotion whatsoever, only an oppressive atmosphere that made it hard to breathe, as they swept across the sky.

Above the ordinary robots between level one and three, silver-white liquid metal Terminators appeared in an endless stream, in great numbers. Black Terminators had completely hidden among the numerous robots. Occasionally, a pink, strange crystal Terminator would appear, causing the magnetic field around the crystal ball screen to distort before disappearing in a flash.

As the Skynet Metal Destroyer civilization, its most famous feature is its Void Fleet. The massive ships, over two thousand meters long, are topped with AT Field Shields. They are semi-transparent and occasionally reflect light spots of pale green or pale blue light, highlighting their presence.

Inside each of the hundred-meter-diameter spherical anti-gravity metal fortresses were pure energy blocks, the most coveted spoils of war for low-level wizards.

The fighter jets, ranging from tens to hundreds of meters in length, were incredibly agile and moved swiftly, disappearing in the blink of an eye like a swarm of bees.

"hiss……"

Green secretly gasped.

This time, I will inevitably experience a true war of civilizations on the main battlefield. In a war of this scale, even a Saint Mark Wizard like myself is just one of many. It is almost impossible to influence the situation on the battlefield with my own strength.

Xiao Ba, Ye Ye, and the shrunken mystery bird flew in from outside the laboratory and happened to see the scene inside the crystal ball.

"Damn it, is war about to break out?!"

Ye Ye watched Green from the side, looking very nervous. The Mysterious Curved Bird, under Green's will, transformed into his little finger and was attached to his right hand, merging into his flesh and blood.

After a brief silence, Green took a deep breath, composed himself, closed his eyes, opened them again, and looked up. His expression was completely transformed; the gloom and worry had vanished, replaced by a hint of passionate anticipation!

"Since there's no escaping it, let's enjoy it! All these years of striving on the path of the wizard, haven't we all been dedicated to exploring the profound truths and essence of the endless world, and restoring the glory and dignity of the wizard?"

Hmph hmph hmph...

He chuckled coldly.

"The moment has finally come for the realization of the value I have strived for all these years, my name is the Tower of Annihilation of the Wizarding World."

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Twelve days later.

Uh...

The melodious horn sound, containing a mysterious power to ignite the burning of life force, came from the deepest part of the Holy Tower base, passed through one space fortress after another, and gradually reached the front line of the war, into the soul of every wizard and every slave monster.

Affected by the sound of the horn, some of the slave monsters began to growl involuntarily, their eyes gradually turning red. Under the suppression of the wizard's will, they were on the verge of going berserk and losing all their reason.

The base has four battlefronts. District 258, which Green is in charge of, is located in the middle part of the first-round Holy Tower base. Compared to the tense war atmosphere on the front lines, one can only vaguely guess at the scene of the two civilizations' direct battle through the densely packed billions of slave naval legions on the front lines.

High in the sky, hundreds of space fortresses hung, transforming into crimson full moons. The wills of wizards were united as one, and the ominous crimson light fell upon the earth, telling the history of the wizarding world. It was the essence of the accumulated history of wizarding civilization, existing in the heart of every wizard as a higher faith.

Spaceships are scattered around the space fortress, their mechanical arms wielding energy blades and their main cannons poised to fire.

Each demon hunter wizard's battle formation consists of tens of thousands of people forming a group. These partners trust each other and go through life and death together. They can often unleash super-class high-level mixed magic by linking their magic powers, or combine their strengths and weaknesses to achieve a power greater than the sum of its parts.

Demon hunters and dark wizards are scattered in various places. Lower-level wizards should try to get close to higher-level wizards in case of danger that they cannot defeat. Some elite demon hunters and dark wizards ride in mechanical bees and are ready to provide support at any time.

With a complete combat system, Green stood atop the space fortress, surrounded by several level-three archmages. Lu Lianman stood silently beside him, her delicate face beneath her short hair looking slightly stiff and her expression extremely unnatural.

Are you nervous?

Grimm's face of truth gazed into the distance, asking in a low voice.

"How could I not be nervous?"

Lu Lianman didn't hide anything, nor did she need to.

"Yes, even I feel my own insignificance and humility, despite my best efforts. Look, the power around us now is enough to conquer a world, to roam those native continents during the Demon Hunting Expedition, to plunder everything they have, to force them into the Wizarding Alliance system, and to continue plundering them endlessly and legally using wizarding currency..."

As he spoke, Green waved his hand, pointing to the space fortress he had conquered, along with his nearly one million wizard legions and even more slave naval forces, followed by a mocking laugh.

"However, here, from the perspective of civilization, on the battlefield where the rulers roam, it is nothing more than a stronghold that can be wiped out at will, just like the fortresses and city-states that I unintentionally erased in the process of conquering those worlds, not worth mentioning."

Lu Lianman stared at Green, her jewel-like eyes filled with shock, unable to comprehend what Green could see from his vantage point.

Xiao Ba and Ye Ye were flying around the fortress, not present. Suddenly, Green patted Lu Lianman's shoulder with an indescribable charm.

"You know what? We're actually fighting with our luck. The difference is that I have 30% luck and 70% power, while you have 90% luck and 10% power. There are too many beings here that you can't resist and can easily annihilate you. So... advance to the Saint Mark Wizard level. I have a feeling that our luck can't stay this good forever. As long as the war of civilizations continues, we could be abandoned by fate at any time."

Having said that, Grimm, through the Face of Truth and through the legion ahead, once again gazed at the endless, boundless robot legion pressing down on him like dark clouds.

As the medium through which Grimm has always strived to penetrate the illusion between appearance and truth, the Face of Truth allows Grimm to more clearly understand his overall situation on this vast battlefield, maximize his own power, and reduce his reliance on luck.

(End of this chapter)