Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1379 Space-Based Planet Destroyer (Part 1)

"Come in!"

Green opened his palm and once again used gravity magic to grab the third black terminator. Having glimpsed and comprehended the truth rules of the dual forces of attraction and repulsion in the ley lines world, Green's profound foundation allowed him to manipulate magic so that the sky was sucked into a funnel shape, aiming to draw this corrupted crystal terminator into his hand.

"No! President Aismus, save me!"

A hysterical roar erupted as the corrupted, monstrous crystal terminator, trapped in a crack in the Garment of the World, struggled violently—an emotion only a Skynet clone could possess.

Some Skynet robots, although infused with emotions or undergoing self-evolutionary mutations, rarely experience fear; at most, they only develop likes and dislikes.

Um! ?

Green, who was grinning and attracting the third corrupted Terminator, gradually stopped smiling and became serious.

Directly above their heads, a thousand-meter-long black vortex, like a tornado, was terrifyingly calm at its center, while violently destroying everything in all directions and expanding at an astonishing speed. "Crack," "Crack," "Crack," the island beneath their feet, already shattered and broken, was affected by this awe-inspiring pressure and floated upwards piece by piece, being sucked up.

Little Eight, perched on Green's shoulder, poked its head out from the dimensional gap, its little head sensing something and gazing up at the sky.

"Damn it, looks like you've really angered it. This time it's completely out of control. We're doomed! The space-based planet-destroying cannon is charging up! This is a powerful weapon capable of piercing through a small world with a single shot! Guardians, where are you? Quickly gather the power of the world!"

Splash splash splash splash...

The surging seawater, pouring into the mantle that Green had punched through and into which the lava rocks that had just been spewing high into the sky, is now gradually thinning out.

The Legion Wars have gradually shifted to more distant areas. Even the residual energy from the annihilation of the Archmage's energy here is devastating. In the continuous battles, the islands that were built with defensive facilities have been completely wiped out by the aftershocks of the battles.

"I'm still here!"

In the surging, boundless sea, with a "whoosh," a figure suddenly flew into the sky, splashing the seawater, which was already polluted by a faint fluorescent green light, thousands of meters high. The power of the world surged, and Green and Hachi couldn't help but stare at it at the same time. It was the guardian of this world.

The world's power summoned by this old lizard has grown stronger, and it's definitely not due to the altar built by Grin.

"It has strengthened once again, and it is just one step away from reaching the level of the day and night guardian of the four seasons in the Wizarding World. This is already the limit of this world. The guardian who guided me into the heart of the world was at this level."

Green's eyebrows lifted in delight. Even though the world had fallen to such a state, the absolute quality it possessed was still quite astonishing.

after all!

Its past was a miracle of an endless, vast void, which was condensed and transformed into an infinite world. After countless years of self-evolution, the world evolved from a lower world to a higher world.

"Sigh... This reminds Eighth Master of that year, the last glimmer of light before darkness, just like him before the Guardian of Daylight fell..."

The old lizard was lifted up by the endless power of the world and gradually floated to Grimm's side. The cane in its hand was gone, and its previously youthful and gigantic body had returned to a weathered state. But this was not old age, but the accumulation of years.

The old lizard spread its two forearms, as if supporting the hope of this world.

"Gentle breeze, you carry the cries of deer nurtured by mother's milk; gentle rain, you wash away the metabolic filth of this world; pure snow, you are for this world..."

The murmuring song, though not in any language or by the power of the soul, can penetrate directly into the soul of the listener. It is a natural song that points even more directly to the origin of the infinite truths and mysteries of the world than the power of the soul.

At this moment, Green's tricolored eyes darted around in surprise and doubt.

The power of origin!

The primordial power that only appears in the world's birth and death!

Perhaps lower beings wouldn't notice, but in Grimm's Eye of Truth, the basic structure of each world in the endless world is like a series of paintings. The content of the paintings is the basic rules of the world, and the surface is covered by endless, strange, square runes that shroud the surface of all worlds.

These square runes can be infinitely decomposed and shrunk, penetrating the rules of the world and dominating everything within it.

According to Green's speculation, the limit of the infinite microscopic world and the secret to breaking through dimensional dimensions lies in these runes!

Grimm observed these essential runes for a while. These runes were special runes, like the twenty-six natural elemental runes that Grimm had encountered during his wizarding apprenticeship. They could not be recorded or described, and their meaning could only be felt with the soul.

Abrupt!

A terrifying pressure emanated from the vortex high above, and the energy density of the surrounding air suddenly increased dramatically. Green sensed something and stared in that direction.

A vast, boundless shadow obscures the sky; a metallic continent floats in the air; an oppressive force that makes even the lowest beings on the world struggle to breathe; the space-based star destroyer has fully charged and is about to explode.

It's impossible for them to gather all the energy in such a short time; they must have been prepared in advance!

"Don't worry, this world isn't small, it won't be destroyed. If conditions allow, I'll lock you all in a rare zoo cage for people to admire, as the eternal pride of the Aigismo Guild."

At the center of the turbulent energy vortex, the giant face formed by the gathering fire clouds revealed a slight smile, as if it had already taken control of everything.

The old lizard guardian was far angrier than Green!

At this moment, he represents the entire world of heaven and sea. The world's trembling, sobbing, and pleas for mercy are useless. It has suffered an irreversible blow, and all that remains is endless rage.

The old lizard stretched out a palm, and with the support of the surging and magnificent power of the world within tens of thousands of meters around it, it gradually pushed the giant face of fire clouds gathered in the sky out of the world, smoothing out the sunken sky.

Possessing the rules and system of the World Garment, wizards are inherently extremely sensitive to all kinds of rules. Coupled with the perception of the Face of Truth, Grimm can clearly sense the defensive zones of the wizard legions within the dozen or so islands he has designated, and the power of the entire world is converging on these areas.

"Hiss... It's here!"

hum...

An infinitely dazzling white light, ten thousand meters in diameter, piercing through the heavens and the earth.

Despite being blocked by the rules of the World Garment and protected by the rules of balance, it still managed to evaporate some lower-level creatures and the remains of metal robots within a radius of hundreds of thousands of meters shrouded in white light inside the world.

After a brief moment of stillness, the surging seawater began to flow back and forth, moving away from the area enveloped by the white light!

Green was also enveloped in this beam of white light.

This was merely a warm-up for the space-based planet-destroying cannon. Beneath the blurry appearance of Grimm's robe, bone spikes suddenly emerged, wisps of black smoke swirling around them. Black flames spewed from the tips of the spikes, forming fiery soul bird heads that swelled and grew larger and larger.

Click, click, click!

Soon, Grimm transformed into a gigantic monster a hundred meters tall, covered in bone spurs, wreathed in black flames, wielding an Extreme Abyss Magic Staff that resembled an ice hammer, his eyes gleaming fiercely, his fangs bared.

(End of this chapter)