Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1171 The Snowy Tribe

"The Great Guardian".

The Snowdrop Tribe's priestess, carrying a platter of delicious and plump olive fruits, led nine of the most beautiful female members of the tribe to Green, and gently placed the platters one by one on the vine-covered hanging table.

The Snowflakes look very similar to humans, which is one of the reasons why Green chose to become the guardian of this tribe.

Their fair skin resembled the first snow of winter, their tall figures typically reaching two meters, their long, black hair flowing smoothly down their backs like a stream, their bright, sky-blue eyes incredibly pure and clear, and a pair of pure white feathered wings behind them.

After all the fruit platters were served, the Snow Maiden gestured for her clansmen to leave, then she gracefully approached the guardian of the Annihilation Wizard who had come to Saint Yadi two hundred years ago. Her graceful figure was only partially concealed by snowflakes, and her body exuded a delicate fragrance. She whispered again, "Great Guardian?"

"Hmm?...Hmm."

Green snapped out of the experiment, glanced at the fruit platter in front of him, and nodded to the saintess.

Having temporarily ended the experiment with the Key of Life, Green ground a small piece of the Philosopher's Stone into powder and swallowed it whole. He then began to savor the high-energy fruits to replenish the energy his body needed during his rapid passive evolution.

The Snow Maiden stood beside Grimm, looking at this taciturn yet infinitely powerful guardian of the Annihilation Wizard with heartfelt reverence and love.

In the history of the Snowy tribe, there has never been such a generous and powerful guardian. The only requirement is an abundance of olives and a quiet environment.

His erudition, his mystery, and his power all deeply attracted me, making me want to get closer, even if it was just to stand beside him and wait for him to quietly savor the olive fruit.

If I could, if I had the chance, I would be willing to give everything for him. It would be an unparalleled source of pride and honor, a dreamlike and wonderful thing!

Creak, creak, creak...

Every day, he would quietly eat these olives alone, without saying a word, as if he had endless things to think about.

Removing his mask, he possessed the same eyes as the Snowdrop Clan—brownish-green eyes, beautiful like amber gems. His eyes seemed to be looking down upon the entire world, surveying the entire Guardian Continent.

As usual, she finished all the olive fruits. The saintess keenly sensed that the guardian of the annihilation wizard seemed a little different today. It was the sixth sense of thousands of people who had silently watched over her nightly.

Suddenly, Green raised his head and looked at the Snow Maiden who had been taking care of him for ten years.

"In a few days, your term as a saintess will come to an end, and a new saintess will be born, right? However, I think I should leave."

The Snow Maiden's hands, holding the fruit platter, trembled slightly, and her sky-blue eyes stared at Green in disbelief.

"Leave? Where is the Great Guardian going? Has something happened to the Snow Velvet Clan that displeased the Great Guardian? Or has Yu'er done something wrong?"

As she spoke, as if she had been utterly terrified, as if the entire sky were about to collapse, the Snow Maiden's eyes welled up with tears, her voice trembled slightly, and she knelt on the ground, looking up at Green in horror, appearing extremely pitiful.

Green's voice remained calm and unmoved as he said in a low voice, "No, this has nothing to do with you. It's my own business. I don't belong here. I want to go back to my home."

"The Great Guardian's home?"

The Snow Maiden said unwillingly, "We can follow the Great Guardian. Please, Master, continue to protect our people and do not abandon us!"

A humble plea, the desire of a lower being, but in Green's view, even with the wizard's superior reason, though he had some feelings for this race, it was ultimately nothing more than the firefly light experienced in the long summer.

This is something that every formal wizard has come to deeply understand.

Even now, the difference between Green and these Snowflakes is not only in their level of life, but also in their perception of life. Green knows clearly that he is an existence outside this protective box, while they are just native creatures inside this protective box.

As for the creator of this protective box...

Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack...

Suddenly, a series of chaotic cries appeared from afar, circling over the city. The Snow Maiden's expression changed, and forgetting her tears, she quickly ran to the window of the Green Hut and looked up at the sky.

"The Great Guardians are a flock of crows, numbering at least one hundred thousand!"

As they were talking, the saintess suddenly remembered what Green had just said about leaving, which meant that he was no longer the guardian of the Snowflake Clan.

In an instant, a feeling of despair rose up and appeared on the face of the Snow Maiden, her beauty faded.

"The Great Guardian..."

Hearing the almost pleading, choked voice of the Holy Maiden, Green shook his head, his body suddenly vanished from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared in the misty sky.

The Sheryl tribe gathered on the sunny slope of a giant mountain, where a waterfall cascaded down the mountain peak, nourishing the dense rainforest on the ridge. The air was filled with mist, and countless Sheryl people looked up from the ground.

Meanwhile, his own experimental attic hut, perched atop a giant olive tree on the mountaintop, was revered and worshipped by the entire Snowflake tribe. Two hundred years, though merely the experimental period of the twelfth phase of Project Truth for Green, was far too long for the Snowflake tribe, whose lifespan was generally around seventy years.

Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack...

Crows are gregarious and ferocious by nature. Their hunting habit is to first kill the weaker, gregarious prey that can provide plenty of flesh and blood, and then, after a period of time, devour the rotting flesh and blood.

Similar to the Snowdrop Clan, they are one of their hunting targets.

At this moment, Green stood in the sky, looking at the dense and terrifying flock of crows that seemed to blot out the sky in the eyes of the Snowflakes. But in Green's eyes, who had experienced the war of civilizations, they were nothing more than cannon fodder that could be picked up at will on the battlefield, not worth mentioning.

Glancing at these lowly insects, Green summoned the Alienation Shadow Lamp in his hand.

With a cold laugh, as Green activated his magic, a strange and ominous flame ignited on the wick of the Yin-Yang Martial Soul Lamp. In an instant, Green's mutated magnetic field was amplified by an incredible resonance!

Now, with the help of abundant Philosopher's Stones, the power of the magical artifact nurtured by the ancient giant Chimo within Grimm has been greatly enhanced compared to its most primitive form, and its power is incomparable to what it was before.

The three-colored eyes looked at the flock of dark, clustered crows.

The flock of crows was in complete chaos, swarming and seemingly without any discernible pattern. However, under the influence of Green's Truth, the movement trajectories of each crow and the patterns of their movements were forcibly integrated and summarized by Green, making it easy to locate the king crow surrounded in the center of the flock.

however……

In fact, it serves no purpose whatsoever.

As an invisible wave of light emanated from the mutated lamp in Green's hand, the dense, boiling-water-like cawing in the sky abruptly fell silent. Then, each raven began to tear apart, its mutated, ferocious tentacles intertwining and devouring each other, scattering like raindrops.

Even the Snowdrift tribe couldn't help but feel panicked upon seeing this scene.

(End of this chapter)