Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1617 World Squeeze

The reason why every leaning tower in the world of Leaning Towers is built at an angle is because this medium-sized world is influenced by the gravitational rules of the ley lines world.

Not only is the tower tilted, but the growing trees, the burning flames, and even some people's hair are all severely tilted due to the gravitational rules of the ley lines world.

In other words, the Leaning Tower itself was built according to world standards.

In the scorching desert, devoid of life, three gaunt ascetic monks, draped in the simplest linen robes, silently journeyed onward. Only the golden rings on their bodies jingled incessantly, probing for any lurking dark sorcerers in the vicinity through sound waves.

With their lips cracked, the ascetics had been practicing in this desert, which was extremely unsuitable for life, for several months. During that time, they had only drunk water two or three times. Despite the harsh and difficult environment, the ascetics used their great perseverance to challenge the limits of life, walking barefoot on the scalding hot sand.

In fact, these ascetic monks who roam freely in cities, villages, and even remote areas are the nemesis of hidden dark wizards.

"Junior brother."

As one ascetic was about to collapse, two other ascetics swiftly caught him, their karmic fire flowing into his meridians and blood vessels, and being channeled into his body.

"Senior brother, my cultivation is still shallow and my will is not firm. I'm afraid I can no longer follow you in your cultivation."

The ascetic was on his deathbed.

The only one among the three who had cultivated the radiant aura of a hermit said, "For me, this is also a form of spiritual practice. Now that it's getting dark and the temperature is dropping sharply, let's dig out the hiding place."

The desert caves are not only places for ascetics to rest, but also places for them to watch movies. Only after such life-and-death struggles can the ascetics find peace and enlightenment in this brief tranquility, seek their true selves, and avoid being influenced by all illusions and inner demons.

Nothing was said that night. The next day, the ascetic monk, who had the least spiritual cultivation among the three, never opened his eyes again.

For ascetics, life and death are nothing out of the ordinary. Their empty hearts have long since made them indifferent to life. This is somewhat similar to the wild body-refining wizards of the deep abyss. Both of them struggle through life and death to seek breakthroughs and complete the evolution of life in the process of accumulation.

Two ascetics are making a gesture of opening their arms, facing the breeze, and opening their mouths.

The desert temperature will rise quickly, and apart from a few oasis water sources, this is the only opportunity for ascetics to replenish their water. They use the low temperature of the metal ring to condense the thin water vapor in the air, forming tiny water droplets, which they then inhale.

Just then, a strange beam of light descended from the sky in the morning light, landing in the center of the distant desert, attracting the attention of two ascetic monks.

"Senior brother, what's that?"

The less skilled wizard inquired.

"I don't know. It seems to be coming from the main continent. I sensed a terrifying power emanating from it, with an eerie and ominous aura hidden beneath the calm surface. Perhaps it's the trail of a wizard. Let's go check it out!"

The two of them took out a peacock feather from their bodies, infused it with karmic fire, and shot it out. With two "whoosh" sounds, the two of them actually flew over on the peacock feather.

The beam of light appeared out of nowhere and disappeared just as suddenly.

As the two gradually approached, a figure appeared in the air without revealing any aura. If one did not see it with their own eyes, it would be almost impossible to believe this fact. Even the sound waves from the Vajra Ring that broke the spell slid past it from both sides.

Slowly, the eerie figure turned its head, its three-colored eyes staring at them.

hum!

Being stared at felt like being struck head-on by a mountain. The explosive impact made the two ascetics feel as if their hearts had been squeezed hard, and the peacock feathers beneath their feet suddenly burst into flames with a "whoosh".

"It's a wizard!"

Instantly, the two judged that this was an extraordinary and terrifying wizard. The junior brother used the Lion's Roar of the Leaning Tower of Pisa with all his might, and the karmic fire was righteous and domineering, blasting towards the figure. The senior brother ignited the light of the ascetic, preparing to gather supernatural powers.

On the other hand, Green felt suffocated by the pressure of this medium-sized world, struggling to breathe. The power sealed beneath the robe of appearance was about to trigger a backlash from the rules of the entire world.

Having grown accustomed to the vast and expansive carrying capacity of the ley lines, Green was truly overwhelmed by the sudden arrival in this medium-sized world.

Compared to the carrying capacity of the Earth's veins, this place is at least a thousand times weaker.

"There are still some wizards scattered throughout this world. If they are not organized in time, these wizards will eventually be wiped out by the Leaning Tower world."

After muttering to himself, the Lion's Roar appeared beside Green. With a "pop," it only caused a ripple on Green's protective shield, as if bitten by a mosquito. Green waved his hand in annoyance, and with a rumble, a palm print ten thousand meters long landed in the desert, instantly wiping out the two ascetics.

Crackling sounds!

As Green's power aura leaked out, sure enough, the desert under the bright morning sun suddenly became turbulent, every grain of sand was in a state of agitation, and a bolt of lightning fell from the blue, hitting Green with a bombardment of more than a million degrees!

"kindness……"

Green gave a soft hum, but then a series of thunderbolts rained down, and the pressure from all directions almost made it hard for him to breathe. He looked up and saw a massive black sand tornado about to form. The funnel-shaped tornado locked onto Green and slowly descended.

"The reaction is strong enough. It takes a lot of power to resist the rules of the world, but even if you only have half of your power left, it should be enough to sweep through this world."

With repeated muffled groans, Green was struck by lightning and slammed to the ground. After the initial violent reaction, the world turtle gradually calmed down, and Green stood tall in the sky once again, braving the thunder and black sand tornado.

The Demon King has descended!

Taking a deep breath, Green roared, "I'm here!"

I'm here! I'm here! I'm here...

The wizard's will surged, transmitted through Grimm to the ends of the world, and at this moment Grimm was like a human-shaped spatial fortress!

Meanwhile, the wizards hidden throughout the Leaning Tower of Pisa shuddered, their faces filled with disbelief. They looked up at the sky, hoping to find the blood-red moon, but saw nothing.

However, they did indeed sense the wizard's will, and were able to reopen the wizard's shield in the alien world.

Much later, as the cry of "I'm coming!" swept across every corner of the world, these wizards awoke as if from a dream. Could the wizard who had descended this time be...?

An unbelievable joy and excitement replaced the despair and anguish that these wizards had felt for many days.

the other side.

Ascetic monks are divided into three levels. The lowest level is the Vajra Monk, who is a martial artist who relies on secret martial arts, ascetic light, and low-level supernatural powers. The corresponding levels should be level one, level two, and level three creatures.

Above that are the Dharma-image high monks who have cultivated the Dharma-image golden body, which is similar to the elemental true body and the bloodline true body.

As for the highest-ranking relic monk, in the vast world of the Leaning Tower of Pisa, there has only been one throughout history. It is said that his actions can cause the winds and clouds to change and attract pilgrims. His power is beyond imagination. Both times the wizards invaded, the relic monk personally intervened to shoot down the blood-red full moon, making those evil and inhuman wizards admit that they were nothing more than hidden rats.

In the sea of ​​suffering, the relic monk on the golden lotus suddenly opened his eyes. Behind his head, a seven-colored divine light shone like a rainbow, and his eyes gazed into the distance.

"By suppressing me here, you will only attract an even more powerful army of wizards!"

Beneath the sea of ​​suffering, a wizard whispered.

(End of this chapter)