Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1705 Unparalleled Majesty (Part 1)

With one leg on Green's shoulder and the other leg raised, Hachi shouted obscure and difficult incantations in a bizarre posture, the words of which were truly grotesque.

Meanwhile, Grin, the main body beneath Hachi, held aloft the Staff of Truth and Balance, with an endless source of magic power enveloping the vibrant feather that Hachi had plucked, providing a continuous energy source for Hachi's curse magic.

In the void, some strange phenomena have already appeared. Mysterious power is breaking through dimensional dimensions and descending upon the endless world in an incomprehensible way!

For advanced life forms like Grin and Prometheus, they already possess sufficient means to counter ordinary low-level mystical forces, making it difficult to inflict fundamental damage. Therefore, the mystical force they summon must be the legendary projection of the consciousness and instinct of a level nine life form!

"Why does this feeling feel so familiar?"

Even during a critical period of heightened concentration, when he sensed the strange and mysterious power summoned by Hachi, Green couldn't help but take a moment through the soul connection to inquire about it.

"Nonsense, with this old guy's wizarding attributes, it's definitely best for the old bastard to deal with him! Hehehehe, who told me that I'm now the old bastard's master, I can summon him whenever I want, that's how exciting it is! Don't envy me, I'm a true existence standing at the pinnacle of the wizarding world, the Steel Emblem Myna living in the legends of history, wahahahahaha..."

You old bastard!

A phantom projection of the mysterious power emanating from the ninth-level Antonio!?

Upon receiving the answer, Green gasped, his tricolored eyes narrowing slightly in shock. No wonder even the perpetual motion machine was under such pressure, and he himself was struggling. This curse was far too powerful.

the other side.

Seemingly already aware of Grimm's balanced equivalent ability attribute, Prometheus did not react in any way despite one of his clones being sealed.

At this moment, feeling the faint, absurd, strange, and mysterious power ripples emanating from the nearby void, as if the unknown was hidden in the night, after a moment of slight surprise and uncertainty, both the Prometheus clone that broke out of the coffin and the Prometheus clone that was still manipulating the paper flowers in the crystal coffin trembled, seemingly also completely shocked by the curse spell of the Eight Rainbow Nevis.

The aura of a nemesis!

While alive, Prometheus suffered because of his nemesis, and when he died, he suffered the same fate. Antonio was Prometheus's lifelong nemesis!

"You! You, you actually summoned its mysterious power..."

The only Prometheus clone that broke out of the coffin stared at Hachi with his deep, star-like eyes in his sunken eye sockets. He could no longer maintain his usual calm and deep gaze. His flawless skin was now covered with bumps, and it looked as if small snakes were swimming under his skin. His body looked like it was about to explode at any moment!

"Antonio!!"

boom!

A visible ripple spread out from the broken coffin of Prometheus's body.

"Squeak!" "Squeak!" "Squeak!"...

Immediately afterwards, the skin of this Prometheus clone shattered into pieces like a bag, exposing the non-metallic, unknown material, a mixture of machinery and flesh, composed entirely of densely packed springs, gears, and levers. Gradually, it stretched open the outer shell, revealing a truly horrifying monster!

the other side.

"Hey, hey, hey, her clothes ripped off! Her clothes ripped off! This is outrageous!"

This optimistic and humorous avatar of the Ten Thousand Meter Wizard Ancestor stretched out a palm in a horse stance in the void, changing the spacetime unit rules of the vast void in front of him. After seeing the changes in the avatar of Prometheus, he shouted excitedly, and two stars flashed in the pupils of his eyes under the elemental top hat, looking very envious.

The other three avatars of the Wizard Ancestor also made the same strange movements. Together, the four of them perfectly locked down the spacetime between them, changed the spacetime unit rules here, and formed a small area similar to the Great Thousand World Sphere or the Eternal Sky City, which sealed off spacetime and trapped the two Prometheus avatars.

"Hmph, it's just a clone after all. It's been constantly overdrawing its energy while fighting against the main body. So what if it explodes? How laughable!"

"Be careful, everyone. We need to buy him enough time. Judging from his appearance, it seems like he's been provoked by Antonio. That old guy has a serious mental illness."

Outside these avatars of the Wizard Ancestor, tens of millions of massive metal robot legions and void motherships, after gradually scattering the Prometheus Summoning Legion, turned around and slowly surrounded the space-time surrounding the avatars of the Wizard Ancestor.

These void legions, in a typical battlefield of holy marks, would be enough to change the course of the battle, forcing world lords and holy mark wizards to flee in disarray. But here, neither their physical form nor their aura could compare to the true spirit rulers who could influence the course of civilization.

call out!

The metal cube lightsaber in Prometheus's hand shone even brighter. Without warning, it suddenly appeared in the spacetime sealed off in front of an avatar of the Wizard Ancestor. The metal cube lightsaber seemed to be piercing through layers of viscous spacetime, fighting against the spacetime unit rules altered by the Wizard Ancestor's avatar.

In this contest of rules, Prometheus continued to advance, but he slowed down more and more, and it became clear that his confidence was waning.

"Hahaha, look at him, he's done for!"

The optimistic ancestor of wizards chuckled, his right hand making a gesture to stop and block spacetime, while his left hand, a thousand meters away, extended its index finger in the void.

Compared to the three-meter-tall Prometheus clone, the hundreds-of-meters-tall index finger of the Wizard Ancestor clone was indeed enormous. Gradually, the tip of this finger collided with the metal cube lightsaber in the Prometheus clone's hand.

"Hehehe..."

With a mischievous laugh, the avatar of the ancestor of wizards flicked its index finger, and with a "poof," the Prometheus avatar, lacking sufficient strength, was thrown back into the sealed space-time, its previous efforts wasted.

In terms of fundamental strength, Grimm's ancestor of wizards was utterly insignificant compared to Prometheus's avatar. However, in terms of control over the rules, the attack power was merely transformed into the Infernal Furnace of the former Infernal Giant, Abaddon. Ultimately, he was just a cricket being manipulated by the lever of fate.

Huff, huff, huff, huff...

With continuous overdraft and consumption, the remaining energy of this Prometheus clone that broke out of the coffin was also running low.

Although there was still a crystal coffin sealing the clone beside him, facing the giant of the Wizard Ancestor who blocked space and time for tens of thousands of meters around, facing the layered Void Robot Army outside the Wizard Ancestor clone, and facing the terrifying figure of the Wizard King in the depths of the void, the crystal coffin sealing the clone obviously could not play a very useful role.

In the void, Antonio's familiar aura grew stronger and stronger.

Prometheus felt as if he had returned to the era of elemental and mechanical conflict. Even though he was only a clone, his eyes gradually welled up with tears as he struggled to breathe.

"After you left, you became a hero in the hearts of all wizards, but the responsibility of saving the wizarding world fell on my shoulders alone. I even forgot that I was still a mechanical wizard."

As he spoke, Prometheus's clone gazed at Grin and Hachi, whose curse technique had reached its final stage deep in the void. The perpetual motion machine's radiance enveloped the two, the rules of day and night converged, and milky white magnetic light swirled around them. The other party was also intently observing him, waiting for his unknown abilities and moves to appear.

"Senior, let me see your true strength!"

After a long period of calm, Prometheus suddenly revealed a relaxed smile.

"Senior, senior, senior? Hahaha, having a junior willing to share the burden with me isn't bad!"

After muttering to himself in a low voice, Prometheus suddenly roared, "Grin, the Wizard King of a generation, you have now gained my recognition! Want to see my true form? Hahahaha, then come and witness my ultimate form of the Demon Hunter Expedition, the ultimate power I have prepared for my Abyss Revenge Plan, the culmination of the wisdom of billions of ancient wizards in this world!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

One crystal coffin after another appeared continuously within the four Wizard Ancestors' locked-in spacetime. Inside each crystal coffin was a flawless, three-meter-tall Prometheus clone. Each Prometheus clone possessed abilities similar to a metal cube, the blood essence of the ancient alien king, and spinning paper flower fragments. Including the two present, there were a total of fourteen clones, all silently opening their eyes, as deep as the starry sky, within their crystal coffins!

If we also include the forgotten and sealed avatar of Prometheus, there are a total of fifteen avatars.

"Hello! Hello! Hello!"

Even the most optimistic avatar of the Wizard Ancestor, upon seeing fifteen Prometheus clones, couldn't help but feel restless, like an ant on a hot plate, exclaiming, "Damn it, they're going to do it for real! They're going to do it for real!"

However, deep within the void, Grimm's main body and Little Eight, after being initially shocked by the fourteen Prometheus clones, turned their heads with a stiff and solemn gaze down at the wizarding world beneath the water curtain sky.

With a "gulp," Green seemed to have been prepared for this, but he just swallowed hard without making any statement.

However, Little Eight on Green's shoulder seemed to be completely stunned. With its mouth open, it forgot to continue chanting the curse spell. It just stood there blankly on Green's shoulder, its bird eyes fixed on Green, looking down together at the wizarding world under the water curtain sky.

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PS: Although the battle between the two kings hasn't started yet, Grimm's status as the progenitor of wizards is already a given, and the drafting of laws is about to begin. Please feel free to leave any suggestions on Qidian.com; Bailu will review them all! Note that the laws will primarily adopt a lenient approach, focusing on the internal relationships and development of the Wizarding Alliance, the full commitment and obligations of wizards from various factions within the wizarding world, the emergence of conflicts between ancient and modern wizards, the planning of the Demon Hunting Expedition, and the punishment of dark wizards…

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