Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1243 City of Bones

A thousand years later.

Grimm, buried in the cave of the Bone Earth, slowly opened his eyes. There were no ripples of power, no aura of higher life forms, no dazzling seven-colored runes of self-sealing magic, and not even the natural power belonging to wizards.

At this moment, Green was just like an ordinary human being in the wizarding world, without revealing the slightest trace of his presence.

Such a scene, if it were to return to the wizarding world, would likely cause a huge uproar among high wizards!

This is because many True Spirit Wizards and Endless Sovereigns, after failing to reach the pinnacle of the eighth level, settle for the state of complete self-sealing.

This, combined with actively lowering one's life level power to achieve minimal consumption, is close to what lower-level creatures perceive as eternal life.

And this is the complete control of one's own power!

"It's truly amazing, a completely new and different feeling."

Apart from True Spirit Wizards, no low-level wizards have ever pursued this state as a form of power. On the contrary, some passively evolved alien creatures often pursue this complete control as the ultimate goal.

This is why some otherworldly rulers and endless overlords often have a longer lifespan than wizards.

Of course, many wizards have relatively short lifespans, and there are many other reasons such as soul damage from failed advancements, forced recovery potions, soul magic sacrifices, and potential bursts.

Splash, splash, splash.

Green crawled out from the skeletal remains and saw the Flame Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird, which resembled a towering mountain. Its nine hundred and ninety-nine heads drooped and curled up in a ball, snoring softly.

Whenever the Time Storm arrives, the Flame Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird shrinks and flees into an underground cave. After the storm, it comes up again to ignite its own Dark Source Flame Soul Flame, continuing to refine and purify the Sovereign Omnipotent Soul, and hatching this severed limb.

Every few dozen days, things go back and forth like this, which is really too tiring compared to a long life.

Without any fluctuation of power, Green was like a life form below level one, a being completely detached from reality. His appearance in the dimensional esophagus was too abrupt, yet he walked step by step into the black flames, beneath the belly of the Flame Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird.

The black flames from all directions were themselves an integral part of Grin.

Above him was the flesh and blood body of the Flame Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird, brimming with incredible vitality. Green slowly crouched down and gently touched the severed limb.

With a soft "thud," it was very soft and elastic, and the self-protective force that had previously dominated the rules was gone.

However, as the three-colored eyes beneath the Face of Truth flashed, Grimm frowned.

"Is the degree of refining and purification slightly lower?"

Green looked up, sensing the state of the Flame Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird. A feeling of hunger, emptiness, and deprivation came over him. Green was astonished. It turned out that the Flame Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird had been unable to absorb enough energy from the natural world through the dimensional esophagus to replenish its true form for more than a thousand years and had been refining its severed limbs and arms with all its might. It was hungry.

And considering the amount of food required by the Flame Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird...

"Several hundred years ago, a few guys appeared nearby, spying on the Flame Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird. They left after thinking it was some kind of illusion. There should be some medium or even large settlement nearby. Heh heh, perfect for testing the stealthy combat methods I'll use after fully controlling my power, just like when a level two wizard first developed the power of annihilation."

Muttering to himself, Green's emotionless figure gradually became transparent and disappeared.

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Five years later.

The City of Ashes is one of the gathering places for dimensional food channels.

Although the City of Bones has never experienced anything like the Gate of Penetration, where powerful beings attempt to hunt down Overlords after accumulating strength for a period of time, it has become one of the gathering places of the Dimensional Food Path because the Bones Altar in this underground city can communicate with a powerful void life form every once in a while and obtain some material world resources through trade.

In the dimensional food channel, some of the more common time-related treasures and the remains of powerful beings are the most coveted resources in the material world.

The powerful void creature can use these illusory sacrificial treasures and the remains of powerful beings to exchange for certain void resources it needs, and profit from the price difference.

If that's the case, over the long term, the strength of that void creature would likely become unimaginable. Once it aggregates and gives birth to a world, there would probably be some extraordinary and powerful rules, which would then give birth to some super life forms that are far more powerful than ordinary.

It is precisely because of this that the exiles in this settlement have almost no conflicts and have formed a relatively loose alliance society without ethnic restrictions. Compared with other settlements and aimless solo exiles, the exiles in Ash City are full of spirit and have made this place their new home.

However, the once thriving columbarium changed completely after the first columbarium worker disappeared three years ago...

"Damn it, this time, even one of the 'Bone Blade' has disappeared. He's a provocateur, openly declaring war on Bone City, which is now at war!"

On the throne of bones, the statue of the holy remains roared angrily, its body covered with tens of thousands of azure runes flashing. A terrifying pressure enveloped the entire hall. In the vast underground city of ashes, all the ashe blades and ashe collectors trembled. This powerful ashe network had ruled the city of ashes for more than ten eras and was an extremely terrifying ancient life form in the entire dimensional esophagus.

The Ten Deadly Blades are the King of Ashes' most capable assistants and potential challengers.

"It's just the Nine Blades. Judging from the bloodstains left at the scene of the first incident, that being was merely an extremely skilled concealer, a sneak attacker hiding in the shadows. It doesn't even have absolute suppressive power against a Bone-Ash Blade-level expert, let alone you. Both I and the Five Blades, who are adept at perception, are its absolute nemesis. Let's leave this investigation mission to the two of us."

The ash-covered blade smiled proudly.

Upon seeing this, the King of Ashes, the statue of the Holy Remains, let out a cold snort and suppressed his anger.

"In that case, I'll leave this matter to you. I don't want the City of Bones to be like this again next time there's a sacrifice transaction. If the mission isn't completed, I'll use the two of you as sacrifices."

As the King of Bones left the hall, the other seven forms of the Bone Ash Blade also departed.

"You're insane!"

After everyone had left, the Five Blades couldn't help but roar at the First Blade's will, letting out a terrified howl.

"Others may not know, but don't you know Nine Blades' true identity? He's a dimensional gate adventurer! He can make even such a being disappear without a trace in Bone Ash City. How could we possibly be his match? If we encounter him, we're doomed!"

Five Blades, a green-skinned dwarf with scarlet eyes, was almost insane.

(End of this chapter)