Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1579 The World-Destroying Demon's Might (Twenty-Two)

The skeleton warrior, holding the Netherworld Holy Blade high, opened his jaw and let out a silent roar from his very soul, with azure light threads flowing around him.

The vast army of countless undead, densely packed and stretching as far as the eye can see, led by powerful undead monsters from the Holy Realm, marched forward to conquer the enemy of the undead race, the source of evil, the destroyer of darkness!

Roar!

A chilling, deathly aura swept across the land, accompanied by a unique dragon's might. The corpse of a colossal undead dragon spread its wings and swiftly passed overhead, its terrifying pressure fleeting in an instant. That was the Netherworld Dragon Bone, the pinnacle of the undead race.

At this moment, the Netherworld Dragon Bones, which are rarely seen in the Sea of ​​the Dead of Tianti Mountain, swarmed out in droves. Their shadows slid across the towering sea of ​​the dead one after another, making the already enormous army of the dead even more excited, almost to the point of berserk.

"We will be the ultimate protectors of this world. No one can defeat the awakened undead, not even the legendary god of destruction!"

The Holy Knight of Death raised his sword of death, and his undead legion surged past him like a tide. It was the guidance of the will of the many underworld gods in the sky. For the great will of the underworld and the glory of the undead sea of ​​Heavenly Ladder Mountain, what does death matter!?

Splash splash splash splash...

The crisp clanging of metal chains, accompanied by the boar-like grunts, and the body stitched together like a chimera from the Wizarding World, created a mountain-like sacred domain teeming with abominations and plague. Every step it took caused the surrounding earth to rumble and tremble. Behind it was an army of thousands of ghouls, crawling like lizards.

It's a disgusting heap of rotting fat!

The Sacred Abomination, with its fat head and massive ears, had a pair of tiny, beady eyes that peered at the Sacred Death Knight beneath its feet.

"I've heard that quite a few Saint-level lords have fallen ahead. Our war can wait for now. Hmph, it would be best if you died too."

On its round, fat belly, a huge mouth full of fangs chuckled grotesquely. The rows of fangs were arranged in a spiral like saw teeth, and dark green pus would occasionally drip out, emitting an unbearable stench.

Beneath the metal helmet, dark red eyes stared at the Saintly Abomination Butcher. They had been rivals for thousands of years, neither able to gain the upper hand. Now, facing a common enemy, although the hostility remained, they also fully trusted the other's powerful strength!

Above the swarms of Netherworld Dragon Bones, stood the lofty and supreme God of the Netherworld, shining like brilliant stars, radiating the supreme and icy will of the law of breath, following behind the great God of Ten Thousand Bones along with hundreds of other Netherworld Gods, spreading the blessings of the calamity of the dead.

From the perspective of these holy realm undead, the massive army led by the numerous holy realm undead under the command of the God of the Netherworld was already their limit.

Legend has it that although Ningxi Mingshen was only a mid-level god, he was once an outstanding being among the many gods of the underworld in the Endless Sea of ​​the Dead. Until one day, several unknown evil gods broke into Tianti Mountain and were discovered by Ningxi Mingshen. One of the lower-level evil gods gathered his supreme divine power and actually cut off Ningxi Mingshen's arm, successfully escaping Ningxi Mingshen's pursuit. Ningxi Mingshen, whose divine body was damaged, never recovered and has not had a unique position in the underworld god system to this day.

hum...

suddenly!

The Death Knights and the Abominations of the Sanctuary, who were leading their massive legions forward, sensed that the endless undead army ahead was falling like dominoes, their souls shattering, their bones crumbling, and they were collapsing in endless rows, as if they had been infected with the most terrible plague in the world.

Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar, roar...

One after another, the skeletons of the Netherworld Dragons howled as they fell from the sky, crashing onto the Netherworld Dust of Celestial Mountain.

Everything happened so suddenly!

"That is..."

The Death Knight and the Sanctuary Abomination were both horrified. The legion ahead, which included many Sanctuary beings, suddenly collapsed and fell, just like those lowly undead, and continued to approach the two of them.

"The Destroyer of Worlds!"

Although they repeatedly proclaimed their intention to conquer the source of evil, the Destroyer, when that vast and boundless pressure from high above truly descended, the entire world seemed to collapse completely. The bodies of the Death Knight and the Abomination Butcher were left only with instinctive trembling—a tremor from the deepest recesses of their souls. The suppression of their life levels left only the purest black and white in the eyes of the Death Knight and the Abomination Butcher. The changes in the world slowed down more and more, until finally, it came to a complete standstill.

The Undead Knight and the Abomination Butcher, like the endless undead army before them, had their souls scattered.

……

"Hehehehehehe!"

A chilling darkness permeated the air. In Green's eyes, the army of the undead sea of ​​Tian Ti Mountain was divided into five levels.

At the very bottom of the ground was an endless undead army, countless in number, yet utterly unable to pose even the slightest threat to him, who possessed the boundless power of the dimensional sphere.

Above these undead naval legions were the bones of Netherworld Dragons, relatively rare in number. As the pinnacle of evolution of lower life forms, they required Grin to specially mobilize his magic ripples to sweep them away.

Above that are the gods of the underworld, whose life levels have undergone a qualitative change.

As the third layer of the undead legion, numbering in the hundreds, they are the backbone of this unprecedented war and the main group that Grimm is expending his energy to slaughter.

As for the fourth level, there is only one on the battlefield at this time, namely the God of Ten Thousand Bones, who is trying his best to demonstrate his deterrent power so that the most terrifying world destroyer on the battlefield will not completely ignore him. That is a terrifying life form that truly surpasses the entire battlefield.

"Condensing Breath and Annihilating God, my senior sister severed your arm back then, and today I will inherit her will and erase you."

Crackling sounds!

Black arcs of electricity tore through space and time, like a divine punishment descending upon the world. They had once driven Netherworld Heart, Nine-Headed Wrath, Nether Spring, and Green to the brink of death. The God of the Underworld looked up in horror, unable to believe that in just over ten thousand years, those few lesser evil gods who descended from the dimensional rift to the main continent had grown to this extent.

What kind of absurd rules govern the dimensional world they inhabit? Does it lack a concept of time?

Since descending upon the Continent of Gods, Grimm has personally annihilated countless gods. This God of the Netherworld was merely one of them. Faced with the overwhelming power of annihilation that pierced through heaven and earth, he had no power to resist whatsoever. Without uttering a sound, he was pierced through by the dark arc of annihilation and perished on the battlefield of the World-Destroying War at the Heavenly Ladder Mountain.

puff……

A bottomless crater appeared on Tianti Mountain, becoming the thirty-first crater created during Green's massacre, and it sat crookedly on Tianti Mountain.

(End of this chapter)