Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1461 Nightmare Bone Demon World (Part 8)

"tutor."

Amidst the crimson flames, wisps of gray light emanated from him. The infernal fire on his body was far less domineering and fierce than that of the infernal giant, King Ebadan, but it was filled with a profound malevolence and merged with the nightmare illusion, resembling a withered ghostly figure, indistinct and unclear. Blackthorn took the initiative to bow to Grin.

"Mentor...?"

Not many wizards knew about the relationship between Hasso and Grimm. As the guardian of the projection of the Three Rings Tower in the wizarding world, the evil crystal was unaware of this relationship. When he saw the famous Purgatory Nightmare Stigma Wizard actually paying homage to Grimm, he was stunned and speechless.

In the eyes of the Evil Crystal Stigmata Wizard, Blacksock's initiative to seek out Green was either to discuss completing a mission together or to demonstrate his power. He never expected that the two had this kind of relationship, which was truly unbelievable.

This Saint Mark Wizard of the Tower of Annihilation has only lived for one era at most. As a modern wizard, his advancement to Saint Mark Grand Wizard and his attempt to break through to the True Spirit Sacrifice are already rare legends. Yet he has an even more astonishing disciple.

It is indeed rare to know that Blackthorn is a wizard who has reincarnated three times as a spirit. If one knew that a wizard had been reincarnating on the path of the true spirit since ancient times, it would not be surprising that he had achieved such accomplishments.

"kindness."

Green nodded and accepted the greeting as a matter of course. After glancing at the Grand Wizard of the Holy Mark beside Blackthorn, he said in a low voice, "What is it? Is there some special mission? I have some private dealings with the True Spirit Wizard of One Circle. I asked the True Spirit Wizard of One Circle to help me with your matter. If you have something to say, just say it. I will not refuse."

Like Green, Black So also glanced at the Evil Crystal Mark Wizard with his eyes, and then said in a low voice, "I ask that you, mentor, not to interfere with the Nightmare's Descent for the time being. At least until the Nightmare King's projection descends upon the Wizarding World, do not stop the Heartless Hunter from summoning. This is my request, and it is also the request of the True Spirit Wizard of One Circle."

After bowing deeply, Blacksock continued, "With your power, even the two special Crystal Terminators beside the Heartless Hunter would be no match for you. I'm afraid even with me, Sylvanas, and Asura, we wouldn't be able to stop them. But for the sake of the wizarding world's development, I beg you, Master, not to interfere for now. The Nightmare Wizarding lineage doesn't seek to dominate the wizarding world; we only hope to have a voice among the many wizards in the future. And as a way of repaying you..."

After a pause, Hei Suo solemnly took out a spine bone, about three meters long, with alternating black and gold colors.

"Besides fully assisting my mentor in completing this mission and gaining control of the new human race in the universe, I will also offer this Holy Judgment Remains as compensation. This Holy Judgment Remains is from a fallen ruler who perished during the ancient war. Because this ruler's life form is extremely peculiar, it can serve as a supreme artifact for crafting the Corpse Refining Synthesis Array. My mentor, your Flame Soul Ten Thousand-Headed Bird can use this to break through to a thousand heads."

Oh?

In fact, Green could not refuse this request, regardless of any other conditions.

Receiving the remnant of the Holy Judgment, the three-colored eyes beneath the Mask of Truth flickered. Through the tactile vibrations at his fingertips, Grimm faintly sensed the flow of bone marrow within his spine. Without a sound, he put it away and looked at the witch beside Blackthorn, saying in a low voice, "Great Wizard of Curses, Your Excellency..."

"I am Shadow Touch, and I am no match for the master of the Tower of Annihilation. I am merely a newly promoted sixth level. I was fortunate to be protected by the True Spirits and not thrown into the battle of the void. I was preserved within the world and left behind the thought of the path of the True Spirit."

The Shadow Touch Saint Mark Wizard spoke tactfully, while Blackthorn also looked at the Evil Crystal behind Green.

"Evil Crystal".

His voice was indifferent and extremely simple.

Green then asked, "So, how do we wait for those Nightmare Kings to descend their projections?"

At this moment, the place where Green and Blackthorn met was a heavily polluted area. The surrounding fluorescent green pollution was extremely severe, and the rolling green mist was like waves, surging and undulating. Every now and then, one or two Nightmare Bone Demons or groups of metal robots, or even Nightmare Creatures, would float by in the high sky. This place had been completely occupied by aliens, and no trace of the Wizarding World could be found.

However, with the four holy-marked great wizards hidden, these passing out beings were naturally unaware of them.

"We have collected all the mediums that the Heartless Hunter left behind in the wizarding world. With the help of these mediums, the Shadow Touch can spy on and monitor the Heartless Hunter. The mentor only needs to wait quietly."

As Blackstring spoke, he gestured to the Shadow Touch beside him.

A laboratory table floating beside the Shadow Touch was turning into ashes like burning paper, while the diamond magnifying glass floating in front of the Shadow Touch flashed and gradually projected other scenes.

"Oh? So this is the Heartless Hunter?"

Outwardly, this wizard, controlled by nightmares, appears no different from anyone else. He wears a wide, dark gray wizard's robe, a withered wooden magic staff, and has a flowing white beard. His focused expression makes him look just like a scholar delving into the mysteries of truth.

Of course, if we ignore the Void Motherships stationed around him, the legions of metal robots, the constantly moving Crystal Terminators, and the monstrous shadows and nightmare-like sea creatures...

The vast altar was covered with the skeletons of wizards and humans. The dark red vortex of clouds tens of thousands of miles high in the sky contrasted sharply with the surrounding green mist, falling towards the altar like a giant funnel vortex. A terrifying world inhabited by monsters could be vaguely seen, peering into the wizarding world from within.

"So this is the bone sacrifice? The number of guardians is astonishing. No wonder the Three Rings Holy Tower is so badly damaged. If we're trapped inside without the Legion's help, we'll be in trouble."

Even Green, upon seeing the Heartless Hunter Saint Mark Wizard's tight protection, couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"What's wrong? Have neither the Summer Guardian nor the Winter Guardian found a mentor?"

Blackso suddenly asked this question. In other words, the Guardians of Spring have found Blackso?

"no."

Green frowned in response.

It turns out that the three guardians had already gathered, and this place has indeed become a battleground for various forces.

With this patience, Green monitored the Heartless Hunter through Shadow Touch while studying the Black Gold technology and waiting quietly.

More than ten days later.

"kindness?"

The group noticed something unusual and looked up. Through layers of pale green mist and the water curtain of the sky, they could vaguely sense that an astonishing change was taking place in the void near the Wizarding World, which was very likely a battle between the True Spirit Rulers!

"The rules of fate! A first-ring True Spirit Wizard?"

Not only Green, but everyone present might be unfamiliar with other fluctuations, but they were instinctively familiar with the Fate Lever fluctuation. A first-ring True Spirit Wizard and the Quantum Spirit Light of the Emperor had actually reached this place!?

"Hmm...no, there's also this!"

Blacksock feigned pain, his blurry black shadow gazing at the sky. The infernal flames on his body seemed to be stimulated by something, burning irregularly and fiercely, like a monster roaring after being threatened.

(End of this chapter)