Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1708 Unparalleled Majesty (The End)

"Quick, quick, Grimmon, find a way to get some more of Old Man Mi's life information. That old bastard is his nemesis. We can't do anything about his main body, but since his main body is still far from activating, let's use the old bastard to curse a few of his clones for fun, wahahahaha..."

At this moment, Xiao Ba couldn't be more proud.

Ignoring Xiao Ba's eagerness to show off, Green advised, word by word, "Senior, this mysterious power of Antonio, which transcends dimensions, was summoned by my soulmate, Eight Rainbows and Visci. I believe you understand his abilities better than I do. Since you have already acknowledged my status as the King of Wizards and are willing to let me, a junior, share the burden of the demon-hunting expedition, then let's end this unnecessary loss and leave it to those abyssal demons, wouldn't that be better?"

Green tried to persuade Prometheus.

Despite saying that, Green was truly awestruck by the profound knowledge and experience that Prometheus had accumulated.

Putting aside the fact that these fifteen crystal coffin clones alone, if they were to break out of their coffins at the same time, even Green would probably find it difficult to confront them head-on using conventional methods.

As for Antonio's mysterious power projection and summoning at this moment, Green believes that it is already the limit if it can cause three more losses to these Prometheus clones that have not yet broken out of their coffins.

Inside the crystal coffin, the Prometheus clone who controlled the paper flowers took over the dominant position from the Prometheus who had previously broken out of the coffin.

"Good! You actually summoned the projection of Antonio, the so-called strongest true spirit wizard in history. Although it was just a wisp of insignificant instinctive mysterious power projected from another dimension, the price my clones have to pay to win is something neither you nor I can bear. I consider this a loss for my clones. My clones will no longer participate in the next battle. You have a good soul partner."

Speaking of his final soulmate, Prometheus spoke meaningfully, a strange smile appearing on his lips inside the crystal coffin.

"My main body is simply too enormous. Even activating only half of its full power would take a considerable amount of time. You can prepare as you see fit. We'll stop short of a fight, and I'll let you see my soul companion!"

As he spoke, the crystal coffins of Prometheus's clones disappeared one after another. Only Prometheus, who controlled the paper flowers, gazed at Antonio's mysterious power that had descended from beyond the dimensions of the endless world and said in a low voice, "With your intelligence, even in that dimension, I believe you should have been able to achieve something. You were not completely annihilated as the Black Witch King said."

As he spoke, the Prometheus clone also disappeared.

"Hahaha, that old bastard is still the best! Even after so many eras, that old man still refuses to face it!"

Hachi remained perched on Green's shoulder in a strange one-legged stance, maintaining the summoning of Antonio's mystical power, seemingly intending to use Antonio's mystical power to engage in a contest with Prometheus's present-day form.

Splash!

As the pages of "The Book of Truth" were turned, the silent gray cracks began to spread.

Drip, drip, drip, a colossal, foul-smelling, transparent sweat monster slowly emerged from the crack, revealing a glimpse of its unparalleled size. With two "plop" sounds, it spat out the clones of Prometheus and Thanksgiving, who possessed the blood essence of the ancient alien king.

On Thanksgiving, I adopted a calm demeanor.

After the initial turmoil, this Prometheus clone quickly understood the whole story through its unique connection with the main body. It also glanced at the almost unrecognizable distorted power of Antonio high in the sky before the spacetime fluctuations disappeared.

In his second layer of ivory armor, clad in the form of a bone-spiky monster, Grimm said to his Thanksgiving clone beside him, "Go back and strive to complete the True Spirit Offering as soon as possible. Don't let the world forget the hardships we endured. History makes people wise, and we should bring good things to the world."

"kindness."

The Thanksgiving clone, dressed as a wandering poet, returned the Nine-Nine-to-One Sword to its sheath, gazed at the wizarding world with a compassionate air, and fell to the ground with a "whoosh".

Taking a deep breath, Grimm stopped moving. The wings of day and night behind him flapped instinctively, and the milky white light spots of the Truth Balance Magic Staff scattered in the void, providing a continuous source of magic power for Little Eight's curse spell. Meanwhile, the four avatars of the Wizard Ancestor relied on constantly converting the power of the void into elements to restore themselves to a starchy state, waiting for the main body of Prometheus's Eternal Sky City to be completely restored.

Three hourglasses later.

"Hey, hey, hey, how much longer do we have to wait? Waaaaah, this position is so tiring, Eighth Master!"

With her teeth clenched, Xiao Ba was on the verge of tears.

It must have been tough on Xiao Ba, having to stand on one leg and maintain that strange posture for so long, clinging to the phantom of Antonio's mysterious power.

Grimm's tricolored eyes flashed as he looked down at the colossal creature beneath the water curtain of the wizarding world and said in a low voice, "I think you should give up. It will take at least another seven days. If you're planning to stand here for seven days, then continue."

Upon hearing Grimm's words, Hachi burst into tears, crying out, "Grimm Beast, I curse your legs! Waaaaah, why didn't you say so sooner? I've been standing here for three hourglasses! Waaaaah..."

As Little Eight sat on Green's shoulder, its wings constantly rubbing its calves, the colorful light in the cracks created by the golden arcs of electricity seemed to deflate like a punctured balloon, shrinking smaller and smaller until it gradually contracted back into the cracks. The rules and order of the nearby void also gradually returned to normal.

Seven days later.

I watched almost every little thing happen to me and Xiao Ba as the structure of the Eternal Sky changed. As countless mechanical wizards became part of the Eternal Sky City, the internal mechanical structure changed, mountains shifted, oceans converged, wizard towers became war bunkers or giant fingers, and holy towers were reduced to energy cannons...

On this day, a series of rumbling vibrations emanated from the core of the Eternal Sky City and spread to every corner. As a result, the water curtain in the sky was impacted by the rules, creating a vortex that grew larger and larger.

Green, who had been waiting silently in the void, took a deep breath and roared with a solemn expression, "Seventh level of Wild Instinct, True Form of the Human Ancestor, activate!"

Click, click, click, click...

His body continued to expand, with layers of bone armor and bone spikes replacing each other. Green's figure gradually rose from the ground, and the wings of day and night on his back, the Book of Truth in his hand, and the magic staff of Truth Balance also expanded along with Green's changes.

With an aura that can uproot mountains and cover the world, a physique of ten thousand meters brings an unparalleled explosive power impact!

twitter!

Roar...

The Flame Soul Ten Thousand Headed Bird, with its more than a thousand bird heads, transformed into the curved bull horns on Green's head, its hair adorned with black flames flying everywhere, revealing its ferocious nature, roaring and howling, majestic and awe-inspiring.

"They're here!"

His chest, as rugged as a mountain rock, was covered in thick hair. The true form of the Grimm Ancestor carried the Staff of Truth Balance on his shoulder like a warhammer. Waves of terrifying power surged outwards from this true form of the Ancestor, and the level of power was simply different from that of the several avatars of the Wizard Ancestor.

The avatars of the Wizard Ancestor, who had been lounging lazily in the void, now rose to their feet, assumed a battle-ready stance, and gazed at the tip of the terrifying iceberg that was gradually breaking through the vortex of the water curtain in the Wizarding World.

Beneath the water curtain and sky, a powerful, apocalyptic tremor of will resounded, causing even the Wizarding World Garment to distort slightly.

"Grimm, the Wizarding King!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

The sheer force of the will caused a void storm comparable to the dark clouds, making the terrifying nature of the Eternal Sky City, Prometheus, unimaginable. Grimm's true form as the Ancestor of Humanity and several avatars of the Ancestor of Wizards retreated rapidly into the depths of the void, attempting to avoid Prometheus's initial strongest attack phase and to observe and analyze this terrifying monster.

"Oh my god, this is a huge mistake! Grimmon, are you sure this plan will work?"

Standing on Green's shoulder, Little Eight cried out, sensing the giant metal hands reaching out from the wizarding world, clearly having lost faith in Green's previous battle plan.

Green's main body and the other several avatars of the Wizard Ancestor retreated from the initial attack range of Prometheus' Eternal Sky City. Only the optimistic Wizard Ancestor avatar had nowhere to hide and was completely locked onto by this giant metal hand composed of dozens of wizard towers forming a dense circle of fingers.

"snort!"

With nowhere to retreat, this avatar of the Wizard Ancestor gritted his teeth, bared his fangs, and revealed a somewhat ferocious appearance. He exerted all his strength to modify the rules of spacetime units around him, and at the same time, he gathered elemental power in his hand to form a super warhammer.

This avatar of the ancestor of wizards wants to play hardball!

"drink!"

The elemental warship spun rapidly as it was hurled away by the avatar of the Wizard Ancestor.

puff……

The spacetime blockade in the vast void was easily pierced by this metal palm, which was hundreds of thousands of meters long, as if it were paper. To the astonishment and disbelief of this avatar of the Wizard Ancestor, it grabbed him, and with a slight "poof" sound, the palm of its hand trembled, ending the battle as if it had crushed a fly.

Witnessing this scene, Green himself and the other several clones of the Wizard Ancestor all gasped in shock.

Although we had already overestimated the strength of Prometheus's Eternal Sky City, it now seems that we had underestimated it.

"No wonder the Dark Witch King remained rational in the wizarding world even in his rage, refraining from doing anything outrageous. The World Tree of the Wizarding Alliance is also quite well-behaved, with this guy around..."

One after another, gigantic metal hands emerged from beneath the watery sky, yet these were only small parts of its body. They all turned towards Grimm's main body and several clones of the Ancestor of Wizards.

Almost every metal hand was the size of a space-based star destroyer; compared to that, what was the Coffin of Hope super robot under the command of a True Spirit Wizard?

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P.S.: The update is late today, but it's really not Bailu's fault. Bailu was supposed to update at 7:30, but then found that Qidian's backend was overloaded and she couldn't log in. Then she found that all other authors couldn't log in either. She kept refreshing for over two hours, and uploaded it as soon as she was able to log in.

(End of this chapter)