Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1625 The Collapse Ends (Part 1)

Rumble, rumble, rumble...

The once silent, eerie green earth, glowing with an eerie glow, suddenly sank with a series of rumbles.

In recent years, the irregular movement of tectonic plates has led to increasingly frequent super-strong earthquakes, and the whole world is filled with a deathly atmosphere and a sense of sadness, which can be felt by every world lord and holy wizard.

"Let's go, there's no need to search this area anymore."

The wizard, riding on the back of the giant bird monster, murmured.

The massive earthquake swallowed up the towering mountains and buried the endless fluorescent green pollution. A cloud of dust rose into the sky, and everything in sight was a hazy gray. The shockwave from the earth made it impossible for the giant bird in the sky to maintain a stable flight. The two-headed bird kept screaming and trying to maintain its balance.

"It has been over 1,100 years since I left the wizarding world. When I left the wizarding world following the great Archmage of the Tower of Annihilation, I was only a Level 2 wizard. I was determined to make my mark after the end of the Civilization War, and now I am a Level 3 old wizard who has received the First-Class Honor Medal. After returning to the wizarding world and gaining recognition from the will, I will face the task of building the Wizarding Tower."

The wizard sat on the flying carpet, sighing forlornly.

The wizards bore too much burden for this expedition; many wizards even exhausted their souls and died of old age during the mission.

"For millennia, we've followed the Saintly Mark Wizards of the Tower of Oblivion, witnessing the hatred of the dead, the fear of the weak, and the curses of our enemies. Returning to the wizarding world, all I wish for is to peacefully teach my disciples and students within the Wizarding Tower, watching the wizarding world grow stronger day by day, living a tranquil life. By the way, speaking of contributions, if we fail to advance to the Saintly Mark level, perhaps the only contribution we can make is leaving behind a large number of high-quality bloodline descendants in the wizarding world, hahaha..."

The fact that the two young wizards could utter such lighthearted self-deprecating words proves that this expedition is indeed coming to an end. The two seem to have already caught a whiff of the wizarding world, which is so enchanting, like a mother's embrace.

Crackling sounds!

In the bizarre weather, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from not far from the two young wizards, crashing into the ground.

As the will of the Earth's veins weakens and is on the verge of complete annihilation, the world rules that form the world's framework lose their dominant control and become increasingly chaotic, unable to operate as regularly as before.

As for the energy and matter that depend on the rules, they also lose control along with the collapse of the rules, which causes frequent bizarre weather and major earthquakes.

"Let's go back and turn in the mission. I hope I can leave by teleportation array after this mission is over. I don't want to waste hundreds of years on a slow and boring journey like I did when I came."

The wind whipped up the dust and sand, reducing visibility to less than 100 meters and decreasing further. The two patrolling wizards gradually disappeared into the raging sandstorm.

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Splash splash splash splash...

A torrent of water and a tsunami surged forth.

As destroyers of the world, wizards are not immune to the effects of the chaotic rules. The Doomsday Base is located in the former territory of the Evil Spirit Empire on the edge of the coastal continent. At this moment, a hundred-meter-high tsunami is surging towards the base, the urgent alarm sirens are echoing, and energy pillars of altars are shooting into the sky, actually fighting against natural disasters with human strength.

The overseas Dragon Island has long since become unsafe, and the dragons hide in fear and unease inside the base's energy shield, gazing at this unfamiliar world.

"Oh God, what have I done...?"

The Seven-Colored Time-Space Ancient Dragon's eyes welled up with tears, as if it could see the springtime scene of the ley lines world, where newly grown dragons roamed the skies above coastal villages and towns, plundering the treasures of adult nests.

Nowadays, wizards have turned everything in the ley lines into history, using their evil power to transform the ley lines into hell.

"Dragon King, only by living can we continue. The dragon race needs you. We are not the masters of this world; we are merely passersby."

The Elemental Dragon Chieftain offered a low, comforting remark, sharing the burden of the Seven-Colored Dimensional Dragon God's self-reproach.

Quack quack quack quack...

Where there is sorrow, there is joy; the three-legged death crow is the happiest creature in the world!

Where there is death, where there is misfortune, there are death crows. With the demise of a great world and the death of billions of living beings, the death crow race in this world, after a sharp decline in its initial numbers, began to explode and increase at an extraordinary speed.

It's not just a sharp increase in quantity, but also an improvement in quality, with several world lords emerging one after another!

Ascending naturally to the level of world masters, the abundant death energy allows these death crows to continuously break through bottlenecks, mutate, and fully explore every bit of potential deep within their cells.

"What a wonderful moment! Caw caw caw caw caw! Only after leaving the Spring Ancestor World Cluster can we witness such magnificence today. This is a new chapter in the history of the Death Raven Clan. I will make all Death Ravens remember this! Caw c ...

Deathwing swept across the sky, its incredibly dense death energy sending chills down one's spine. Its power was far greater than before, making it a formidable being among level six creatures, no longer the clumsy little thing that was once known as Grimm.

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"what……"

At the top of the massive steel tower of the doomsday base, the altar's energy shield, though intact protecting the base, was compressed by such a large-scale natural disaster. Standing atop the tower, Andussemo, leaning on his magic staff, could clearly hear the creaking and scraping sounds of the energy shield beneath his pale mask.

"A sixth-level Holy Mark Grand Wizard, in harmony with natural phenomena, gains irresistible power that transcends the mortal realm. In the eyes of lower beings, he is no different from a god. This is the sublimation of knowledge for wizards. From now on, the influence of spiritual power on wizards will become smaller and smaller, weaker and weaker."

Unable to resist, Andersen opened his arms, feeling the destructive power of the collapsing ley lines!

Compared to the current destructive force of the rules, the destruction caused by the Great Collapse Sorcery of the Green Netherworld that destroyed the small world was nothing more than a sesame seed on a pancake, utterly insignificant.

"what……"

Andersen looked like he was terminally ill, his neck flushed, and he couldn't help but let out another excited groan.

In this environment where the rules of destruction are almost tangible, it seems that Andersen is the protagonist of this world, enjoying its ultimate gift.

The gap between a level 5 wizard and a level 6 wizard was something Grimm personally experienced in the Dimensional Food Path. It was also the level that could most easily trigger a qualitative change in knowledge and create a distinction between superior and inferior wizards. Now, as the third disciple who inherited Grimm's will, he will completely step into this level, marking the perfect conclusion of this expedition.

"Mentor! I will forever inherit your will, follow in your footsteps, and build a new era for a united and powerful wizarding world. Being your disciple is my lifelong pride!"

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P.S.: Insomnia, insomnia, insomnia, insomnia. Writing and uploading late at night, at least it's much quieter.

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