Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1465 Attack on the Altar

Could you elaborate?

Green looked at the Shadow Touch and urged it on.

The Shadow Touch Saint Mark Wizard didn't say much. His time-space ring flashed, and a bottle of green powder appeared. At the same time, he cut off a few strands of his hair and muttered a witchcraft incantation, seemingly summoning a mysterious power.

call!call!call!

Simultaneously, Shadow Touch took out three diamond magnifying glasses, observing the Heartless Hunter from various angles. He said in a low voice, "Any more and they'll notice. If they're prepared, it will be much more difficult to curse them to death with the secondary medium we've collected here. Besides, the opponent is a Nightmare Wizard after all. Cursing them to death only breaks through one layer of mental and soul barriers. A mere level four Nightmare Wizard is nothing to us; it's just a backup plan."

At the same time, the Heartless Hunter medium floating beside Shadow Touch burned to ashes much faster, and Shadow Touch seemed to be well prepared for this, collecting a sufficient amount of medium with the help of Nightmare Wizard.

"I understand, that's enough."

With the aid of a diamond magnifying glass, Green observed the figures of the overwhelming metal robots, nightmare creatures, and hordes of nightmare bone demons as they roared and attacked, observing with the eyes of a heartless hunter and holy-scarred wizard.

A moment later, the three-colored eyes beneath Grimm's Face of Truth flickered, and he said in a low voice, "Not the real body?"

Since it was merely a medium of observation, even Grimm couldn't obtain any more information. However, judging from the Sylvanas clone that was causing the disturbance at the summoning altar, its combat capabilities were not outstanding, far less powerful than Grimm's Origin of Annihilation clone, and it was already in a precarious situation in the short term.

It seems to be some kind of reconnaissance or probing?

There were far too many intruders guarding the altar. As the most important one, Green alone saw more than ten Ghost Crystal Terminators, including two golden Ghost Crystal Terminators that Green had never seen before, which were always guarding the Heartless Hunter.

In addition, there are more than ten Nightmare Tyrant Thorn Whales leading a sky-covering Nightmare Sea Clan. As the overlap between the Nightmare Bone Demon World and the Wizard World expands, some Nightmare Bone Kings have appeared in the endless torrent of altars.

"Hahaha, the wizards have finally found this place! They are already terrified, trying to stop the Nightmare Kings from descending! They call themselves the sages of the endless world, but in reality, they are just a bunch of pathetic, homeless dogs, clinging to life because the world could be destroyed at any moment. Since you don't want to live in the shadow of nightmares, then come and experience the terror of nightmares!"

The Heartless Hunter stared at the Silvana clone that had been completely swallowed up in the distance, and laughed wildly and unrestrainedly.

"With the combined power of the cosmic world and the nightmare world, all that will remain of the wizarding world will be endless ruins, bodies stripped of their souls and fear. Even if I lose my freedom and return to the nightmare, I will never become nourishment for wizards to enslave and grow, never! The nightmare world will break free from this filthy and arrogant world; let this world destroy itself!"

Amidst the laughter, the Heartless Hunter Saint Mark Wizard began to make other moves.

"Um!?"

Not only Green, but also Evil Crystal and Shadow Touch all stared at this scene with a start, for they were actually seven living Saint Mark Wizards!

These Stigmata Wizards were imprisoned on the skull crosses and could not break free no matter what they did. They were then projected onto the Heartless Hunter Stigmata Wizard by several purple beams of light from the aircraft.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

With a slash of his black fingernails, the Heartless Hunter grinned as he beheaded seven Saint Mark Wizards. He then unleashed a torrent of terrifying power that enveloped the heads, causing the nightmare energy to intensify from all directions. The vortex of the spacetime gate above the altar grew ever larger, and even more powerful Nightmare Bone Kings began to emerge from within it.

These Nightmare Bone Demons and Nightmare Bone Kings come in all sorts of bizarre forms. They arrive in the Wizarding World full of excitement, sniffing the air and searching for life.

It's unimaginable what a disaster it would be if these monsters ran rampant in the wizarding world without the protection of wizards!

"The real form has finally been revealed!"

The elemental illusory form, with its silver-white metallic scythe and golden ring, surrounded by a surging, overwhelming black mist, is undoubtedly the best way to deal with the countless enemies on such a vast battlefield. Elemental wizards do not have the powerful physique of body-refining wizards and can be killed by the cumulative attacks of lower creatures.

The winds and clouds surged, disrupting the rules of all directions. Even though her illusory true form was riddled with holes by the dense attacks of lower creatures, it was healing at an astonishing speed. Sylvanas was doing everything in her power to kill the Heartless Hunter, even at the cost of suffering the wounds of billions of enemies.

Crackle, crackle, crackle...

Thunder roared within the black mist, pressing forward relentlessly, ever closer to the altar.

The silver scythe-like magical weapon carries a metallic, clanging killing rule, seemingly inspired and created from a race skilled in slaying with bladed weapons. With each swing of Hill's illusory true form, everything within a radius of several thousand meters is instantly shattered.

The golden tube is an energy-based penetrating force, similar to the concentrated energy of a space fortress's destructive cannon, and further amplified by elements similar to a magic wand, allowing for single-point attacks.

With overwhelming force and a dense, black mist, Silvana's target was the distant center of the altar.

Gradually, among the legions that were stopping this Stigmata Wizard, more powerful Nightmare Bone Demons, Nightmare Tyrant Thorn Whales, and Mystic Crystal Terminators began to appear. Violent energy shockwaves and roars rose and fell, and metal debris and fleshy corpses fell like raindrops.

"Hiss, it's so powerful, no wonder..."

The one who exclaimed in admiration was the Evil Crystal Saint Mark Wizard. Seeing Sylvanas's unparalleled performance, the Evil Crystal felt a sense of awe. Clearly, in his mind, Sylvanas represented the strongest being.

but!

In Green's eyes at this moment, this ancient wizard who wandered through the long void and found the wizarding world was nothing special, at most just an enhanced version of the once panicked and boiling great wizard.

Before he used some special methods, this wandering wizard was far inferior to some of the old monster leaders in the dimensional esophagus in Green's eyes.

"Purgatory Nightmare, should we go...?"

The Shadow Touched the Brick, asking Blackthorn, clearly worried about the wandering wizard alone, before ending the mission.

"If this is all the strength he has, it's wishful thinking to try and break through this altar by himself! It seems that this ancient wizard has been wandering for too long and has gradually become too far removed from the knowledge of the wizarding system. Although his methods are unique, he is unable to unleash the true power of a wizard."

Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble...

As Green and his group watched closely, the battle raged on for a long time, when suddenly, a colossal creature walked towards them step by step.

His feet tread on the earth of the wizarding world, heavy yet without causing any collapse. His body stands tall like the ever-standing mountains of the wizarding world, his head baring fangs and eating raw meat and blood, while his eyes shine with the light of wisdom.

Roar!

The Ancestor of Humanity roared, and the air seemed to boil and scald at that moment. Countless Nightmare Bone Demons in front of him turned to ashes in an instant. Holding a giant blade that emitted black smoke, the Ancestor of Humanity walked step by step.

"Asura, the Blade of the Abyss, in his true human form!"

The burning pain from the Black Chains' infernal flames seemed to be subsiding somewhat, and he murmured in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)