Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1293 War of Alien Civilizations

Everywhere you look, war rages, and rulers, influenced by the tide of events, are inevitably drawn into the conflict.

Green knew it was time for him to leave.

On the surface, participating in this war is not in Green's interest, and leaving this dangerous battlefield as soon as possible to return to the wizarding world is Green's best choice. Everything seems to make sense, and even if someone were to investigate further, everything would make sense.

but!

If one day in the future, the Wizarding World's Demon Hunting Expedition joins the endless world besieging the Abyss, there must be a reason for this, such as Grimm's actions.

This is the apparent coincidence, a destiny that the creatures of the low dimensions of the endless world cannot fathom!

Look...

This war was merely a gentle breeze that helped a contract scroll, which randomly appeared at the core of the Void Starfall Earth Vein Great World, complete its mission: to open the gate of time and space.

The reason why the Iron-Blooded Judge was so flustered was because Green's reckless excavation above his head had greatly affected him.

The reason why Green came to the Void Starfall Great World was arranged by the Netherworld Weaving Machine, and even the reason why the Trickster launched this war was also arranged by the Netherworld Weaving Machine!

Without the Dark Mystic Weaving Machine initiating this war, the Ironblood Galaxy Civilization and the Mother Nest Civilization would not have extended the war to such a long period of time, and there would be no Void Gate, the Devious Transformer, trapped in the Ironblood Cage Trial Grounds, and he would not have summoned Green to complete these unexpected coincidences.

Even going back further.

Without Antonio obtaining the Lever of Fate, the Wizarding World would not have been able to escape after the defeat in the war and begin the Witcher Expedition. Grimm would not have had the opportunity to appear at this moment, and all the coincidences would not have come about.

Let's trace it back further!

If the ancient wizarding world had not waged a civilizational war against the Nightmare Alien, and if elemental wizards had not been born, then Antonio would not have been able to create the lever of fate through luck and wisdom.

If we go back to the root of the matter...

That would probably lead to the ideal of the Human Ancestor. The Human Ancestor ended the passive evolutionary history of the savage giant race, transforming the savage giant race, which only knew how to destroy, into wizards who attempted to realize the transformation between ideals and reality, thus completing the historical transformation of life groups.

Is all of this truly fate?

No, it can't be. This is just the course of history, a coincidence. It must be like this!

……

"True Demon Body!"

The ancient, formless demon ancestor, who stood tall and imposing on the ground, whose true body was already over 30,000 meters tall, had now completed his transformation into a true demon body once again.

Its terrifying size expanded almost without limit after absorbing endless abyssal demonic energy.

Facing the two dead stars in the Iron Blood Galaxy high above, the arrival of the Strange Transformation Master Sky Realm Saint, and the swarm of insects in the Mother Nest, this ancient demon ancestor roared to the sky, urging an endless army of demons to soar into the sky. However, he did not choose to join the battle. Instead, he turned around and began to develop the crater of the dead star beneath his feet!

With a series of booming sounds, the ancient formless demon ancestor vigorously expanded the crater of the dead star, causing the abyssal demonic energy to surge even more violently, and the number of demonic dragon legions to emerge almost endlessly.

"Xiexiexie..."

A chilling, tyrannical laugh echoed as these abyssal demons performed their abyssal summoning. Each abyssal demon could easily control hundreds of thousands, even millions, of abyssal dragons.

Some of the lower-level abyssal demons actually control abyssal dragons at the level of world lords!

Those pairs of abyssal dragons soaring with outstretched wings sometimes transform into tiny flying insects the size of fingernails, and sometimes blot out the sky, reaching heights of tens, hundreds, or thousands of meters!

With such scale, such power, and such capabilities, the Abyss Civilization is getting closer and closer to the Xiahe Civilization, and in some aspects, it has even surpassed the Xiahe Civilization.

Deep in the void.

Behind the War of Civilizations, Green hid near the Sky Realm, seemingly just a passerby, gazing at everything that was happening there.

It must be admitted that the Wizarding World, as the defeated one, absorbed some characteristics of the Abyss Civilization, developed the Abyss Body-Refining Wizards, and gave birth to the Nightmare Wizards. Its civilization system was also more advanced, possessing greater potential than the ancient wizards.

However, potential is just potential.

The Abyss World, as the victor, absorbed all the resources and wealth of the ancient wizards before expanding, and has now reached this point!

It is unknown how detailed the True Spirit Wizards' demon-hunting expedition plans are, or how much specific preparation they have made, but there is no doubt that all demon-hunting expedition plans must be based on the premise that the enemy is strong and we are weak.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst the overwhelming and endless battle between the Abyss Dragon Legion and the swarm of insects, the half-human, half-beetle Blade Insect Queen, standing half a meter tall, was now joining forces with the King of the Void Destroyer to fight against an incomparably powerful ancient Formless Demon Ancestor. This was none other than the Formless Demon Ancestor with whom Grimm had exchanged blows using the light of the Balance Rule.

Both sides have already suppressed this Demon Ancestor. This is not just a one-on-one battle between the Overlords, but also a huge battle group of Dark Gold Insect Mothers and Ultimate Insect Mothers from all directions, fighting against the Abyss Demon Clan's summoned legion.

Led by the Predator Hunter, the Predator Arbitrator, and the Predator Judge, Predator Legion warships poured out of the Death Star Cube one after another. Each Predator warship carried hundreds of fully armed and ready Scarface Predators, their eyes flashing with iron-bloodedness, discipline, honor, and brutality beneath their metal masks.

A ruthless elder, carrying the corpse of an abyss demon, stopped amidst the raging battle, his eyes beneath a gray wolf-head mask gazing at that peerless, elegant figure.

Without any demon shamans accompanying him, without a vast army of demon shamans, the scarecrow wandering alone in the blue clouds, his sword rusted, seemed to possess endless power.

"The Sword in the Stone!"

The strongest member of the Trickster clan, a Saint!

And this is his strongest form, wielding the sword in the stone.

Thousands of years ago, in that unprecedented war between three civilizations, it was this saint wielding the sword in the stone who destroyed a dead star.

The Iron-Blooded Galaxy Empire will never forget the hatred in its heart, and also regards him as one of the true strongmen respected by the Iron-Blooded Galaxy Empire!

At this moment, the saint, surrounded by black smoke, ignored the countless low-level abyssal dragons swarming around him while wielding the Sword in the Stone.

Any abyssal dragon, even one at the level of a world lord, will solidify with rust all over its body and turn into countless fragments with a "bang" once it gets close enough to reach it.

And this saint's target was none other than the strongest abyss demon ancestor, a giant like the one who was exploring the crater of the Death Star!

In this unprecedented and massive war, all sorts of alien life forms fought each other in a chaotic melee. Even with Green's current perspective, he might have been able to observe the whole situation from the perspective of a fortress-level war like the one that radiated the world, but now he is still just an observer who can barely get a glimpse of the whole picture.

In the Sky Realm, one after another, the Transformation Masters passed by Green without any communication, rushing towards the battle groups inside and outside the Void World.

"It's time to go back."

Green knew that in the eyes of these sorcerers, he had already more thoroughly ended his mission as the Weaver of the Underworld.

(End of this chapter)