Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1340 Summoning with Evil Words

The vast and complex world is formed by communities.

In the endless void, within a vast and expansive world cluster, an all-out war is taking place.

A total war between two civilizations of different races, different evolutionary paths, different understandings of the world, and different historical developments, where the victor reigns supreme.

A full-scale war between the Wizard Alliance, led by the Wizard Civilization, and the Metal Destroyer Civilization, created by Vatti Quantum Technology!

The will to fight had already spread to nearby world clusters along with the collapse of thousands of worlds between the two sides. People in both large and small worlds were in danger and tried their best to avoid the impact of the war.

However, deep within the void, pairs of greedy eyes began to peer and stare in this direction, emitting low, hoarse sounds. They were greedily coveting the massive resources occupied by both sides, their claws rubbing together, waiting for their chance to strike.

……

Tianshan Sea World.

The war to defend against the invasion has lasted for three years, and large numbers of wizard legions have perished in this medium-sized world.

"Tell me, how many legions do we still have in this world? What about the other encampments? How long until the even more powerful wizards the Alliance promised to send arrive? What about the rules of fate in the wizarding world? What about our True Spirit Wizards, our Endless Sovereigns?!"

A deafening, agitated roar echoed through the valley.

All around are towering mountain ranges that once covered in snow all year round, but now the mountain peaks are nowhere to be seen. It seems that they were destroyed by an astonishing force beyond natural disasters, with large amounts of rocks on the ridges collapsing and rolling down, and being completely flattened.

On the relatively gentle slopes, the lush green grass that was once caressed by the sea breeze has been replaced by craters billowing with thick smoke. The black smoke rises straight into the sky, which are the impact fragments of the void motherships, mixed with a large amount of the flesh and blood of the slave legions, as well as fragments of wizard robes.

In the only relatively flat valley nestled among the mountains, a hundred or so wizards and over a thousand tusked giants wielding massive steel axes were scattered about.

Bang!

The king of fanged giants slammed his battle axe to the ground with a loud thud, sending dirt flying. His sturdy, five-meter-tall body was clad only in a short animal-skin skirt around his waist. His green skin was covered in scars, and the metal rings on his ears jingled crisply.

At this moment, the King of the Fanged Giants, who was being stared at by many Fanged Giants, let out a low "humph" from deep in his throat. His eyes were violent, and the inescapable death battle filled him with rage, making him look like he was about to lose all reason.

Click, click, click...

the other side.

His pale hands were slightly dirty, and the tip of his long index finger burned with bluish-gray magical flames. The gray-robed wizard, who was squatting on the ground, was drawing dense magical runes on a simple altar made of stones and bones. One after another, magic stones of different attributes were inserted into the gaps in the altar, exuding an eerie and ominous aura. The simple and crude altar was releasing the mysterious power of the wizard to manipulate the rules.

"Hmph, are you scared?"

With a low, hoarse laugh, the mysterious wizard didn't even raise his head, seemingly disdainful of the enraged fanged giant so close at hand.

He embodied both wisdom and erudition, as well as cruelty and violence.

"No! The fanged giants have no fear! Even if those robots win, the fanged giants will not be wiped out. We can continue to live and multiply in the colonies, but you wizards will never be able to. Wizards, you are the ones who should truly be afraid!"

When the fanged giant king saw that the holy-marked wizard and the hundreds of other low-level wizards present were surprisingly calm, he couldn't help but force himself to calm down and hide his ugly and savage appearance.

"Hmph, you're just scared. I can feel your fear and unease from the sweat on your skin, from your heartbeat and breathing, from your panicked eyes. Beneath your powerful physique lies a helpless stray dog ​​shivering in the cold winter, using its barking to mask its inner cowardice."

"What did you say?!"

With a loud "bang," the fanged giant king pulled out his battle axe, and the earth seemed to tremble. The makeshift altar swayed slightly, but finally stabilized as numerous magical runes moved across it.

"Wizard, do you intend to use your witchcraft to incur the wrath of the fanged giants?!"

"Come on over if you dare break the alliance rules. If you don't dare, get out of my way and shut your stinking mouth, don't dirty my magic circle altar!"

With undisguised disdain, the tiny figure of the Saint Mark Wizard crouched as he walked past the fanged giant king, ignoring the heavy breathing that was about to erupt behind him.

In the end, the Stigmata Wizard circled the simple altar again and again, and the fanged giant king wielding the steel battle axe did not make any excessive reaction. It was afraid, afraid of the deterrent effect of the Wizard Alliance Treaty.

This is the power of rules!

Suddenly, among the hundreds of silent wizards, a level three archmage leaning on a skeletal magic staff trembled and flew out from the hundreds of wizards surrounding the simple altar, arriving beside the holy-marked wizard who was setting up the altar.

"Honorable Evil Word Saint Mark Wizard, the reconnaissance outpost in the southeast has discovered a legion of metal robots."

The level-three archmage swallowed hard, then added, "A massive army of metal robots... we..."

The Stigmata Wizard who was setting up the altar and the Fang Giant King beside him both gazed at the crystal ball screen. Nearly a hundred Void Motherships, numbering over two thousand, blotted out the sky, and a dense army of robots surged in like a tidal wave, casting shadows on the earth.

Even through the crystal ball's light barrier, the fanged giant king could feel the oppression and despair.

"Glug, the Crystal Terminator."

The crystal ball light screen image was filmed from a ground-level upward view, allowing everyone to experience the sheer impact of the massive army from a voyeuristic perspective.

Directly in front of this legion was a strange crystal terminator radiating a pink glow!

For a moment, the fanged giant king seemed to lose the will to resist. His battle axe fell to the ground with a "thud" and he tried to pick it up again, but it was too weak.

The terrifying power of the Crystal Terminator is a nightmare for the Wizard Alliance on the battlefield. Over thousands of years, countless world lords and holy-marked wizards of the Wizard Alliance have fallen at the hands of the Crystal Terminator.

"Hmph, having lost three major world strongholds in succession, the Metal Destroyer Civilization is no longer able to compete with the Wizard Alliance in overall warfare. Are they hoping to turn the tide of the war through local advantages?"

After glancing at the crystal ball's light screen, the evil-tongued wizard continued to build the altar.

"Fanged Giant King, let me tell you the truth, the surrounding worlds are in a much worse state. The nearby void is completely surrounded by these metal robot legions; we have no hope. However, rather than despairing and fearing here, we should try to cause even greater destruction to these robots. Even a sliver of hope is far better than your current despair. A wizard will never give up until the very last moment!"

As the evil-tongued holy-marked wizard suddenly roared, a drop of blood, exuding an aura of death, appeared between his fingers and fell with a "drip" into the center of the altar.

Crackling sounds!

A bolt of lightning shot straight into the sky above the altar. In the clear daylight, suddenly the wind rose and the clouds surged, with large swirling dark clouds forming a huge vortex that continued to expand.

"Hmm? It worked!"

The Evil Words Saint Mark Wizard let out an incredulous and astonished exclamation. He then clearly felt that this vortex seemed to be much larger than the summoning power from more than two thousand years ago. From the distant and unknown power of spacetime, the Evil Words Saint Mark Wizard actually felt a longing!

What was supposed to be a desperate last attempt at escape has taken such a turn.

(End of this chapter)