Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1749 Piercing Through Illusion (Part 2)

The Ice Soul World of the Ring.

Near this end of the rift, the Ice Soul World of the Spirit Ring was also polluted by the rules of the Bloodline World. However, because the rules of the Ice Soul World of the Spirit Ring were much stronger than those of the Bloodline World, it was less affected. Only the ghosts flowed along the rules to the Bloodline World, but no Bloodline creatures swam back.

It's just a crack a thousand meters long. Compared to the vast and boundless virtual world, it's nothing at all. The virtual world also lacks a world heart and guardian rules, so unless there happens to be a ruler nearby, it's hard to detect anything.

Contrary to expectations, by sheer coincidence, the bloodline rules at this rift happened to alarm a wandering Ringwraith!

"Ya ya ya ya..."

The ghosts near the crack scattered and drifted, desperately trying to escape.

At the other end of the crack, as a pair of narrow, blood-red eyes peered in, with a "poof," the rules of bloodline invaded and permeated the area. Some ghosts that couldn't escape in time were enveloped by the rules of bloodline, and within moments, their formless, azure-blue spots gradually dimmed, becoming part of the blood mist.

Amidst the terrifying, ominous, and cruel rules, a "clattering" sound rang out as crimson chains stretched out from the other end of the crack.

Having already sensed the Ringwraith King's will from a relatively distant place, and although he had already noticed it, it would obviously take him quite some time to get there. Ignoring the warnings and roars from the other side, and burning with rage, the Blood King let out a "moo" and plunged two steel-maned fangs into the world rift. With a "crack" and a "snap," the rift, which was originally a thousand meters long, was gradually pried open by the Blood King.

As for the crimson chain, it kept swirling near the crack, forming a crimson vortex that drew the rules of the entire bloodline world into it.

This is an ability possessed by all the rulers of the illusory creatures: to open the world vortex and solidify the spacetime rift.

From the perspective of the Ice Soul World of the Spirit Ring, peering into the depths of the rift, deep within the Bloodline World behind the Bloodline King, in the hazy crimson mist, an incomparably enormous face is gradually taking shape and approaching. Even the entire Bloodline King is only as large as this face. A leisurely and evil arc hangs on the corner of its mouth, forming a stark contrast to the Bloodline King in front, who is completely focused and unaware of what is behind him.

"These scum from the margins of the world dare to covet the Ice Soul World of the Spirit Ring? Hmph, hahaha, how amusing!"

The Ringwraith King laughed heartily, but judging from the burning fury in his mind, he was clearly not as calm as he appeared. As he rushed over, he did not forget to use the resonance of the rules to call upon the other Ringwraith Kings nearby, his consciousness firmly locked onto the King of the Boar Steelbrist Bloodline.

The king of the male boar's steel bristle bloodline ignored it.

In terms of pure strength, this Ringwraith King is not as good as himself. If it weren't for the fact that he was in the critical period of solidifying the spacetime rift, and the King of the Boar Steelbrist bloodline had to divert most of his power for this purpose, this Ringwraith King would not be worthy of being the King of the Boar Steelbrist bloodline's direct opponent.

Roar!

A hysterical roar of struggle erupted from deep within its throat. The King of the Steel-Bristled Boar Bloodline exerted all its strength to widen the crack and shorten the process as quickly as possible. It was clear that if other Zero Realm Kings came to its aid, it would inevitably face defeat.

hum...

Gradually, the Ringwraith King revealed himself, a pale skull in a wailing state, a tattered cloak concealing his soul, pale bone fire burning above his head, and a piercing shriek as he flew rapidly closer from afar, a skeletal claw reaching for the boar's bristles at the crack.

In an instant, wisps of azure snowflakes condensed in all directions.

With a cold, blood-red glint in his sunken eye sockets, the king of the boar's steel-maned bloodline crossed the boundary with his powerful forepaws, clashing with the Ringwraith King on this side.

Boom!

With a "moo," the King of the Steel-Bristled Boar Bloodline had most of its power restrained by the space-time rift. After a brief standoff, it couldn't help but roar, and its body rumbled back into the depths of the bloodline world.

The crack, which had just opened up to several thousand meters long, had not yet fully solidified when it shrank to just over two thousand meters in an instant and began to heal little by little.

The Ringwraith King also stepped back a distance, calmed down a bit, glanced at the surrounding blood mist with disgust, and as if shooing away flies, a few wisps of pale bone fire on his head dispersed, and the bloodline rule mist that permeated the surroundings became like fuel, and with a "poof", it suddenly spread out and formed a large blank area in a short moment.

As the Ringwraith gazed at the empty rift, where the crimson mist had ceased to linger and the solidified crimson chains were crumbling little by little under the world's rules, he let out a cold laugh. However, the Ringwraith did not immediately attempt to seal the rift. A ghostly light flickered within the sockets of his skull, suggesting that he was harboring some other thoughts.

It's impossible for the Bloodline World to invade the Spirit Ring Ice Soul World, but what if... it were the other way around?

With this in mind, the Ringwraith looked closer to the rift and curiously peered to the other side. After his consciousness passed through the barrier of bloodline rules, it landed on the terrifying figure that blotted out the sky. Instantly, the Ringwraith froze on the spot.

A pale mask that blots out the sky, three eyes looking at him with a mocking expression, and an extremely evil smile on its lips.

"Hehe, come and play with me!"

Boom!

Still in the state of self-sealing, Grimm ignored the boar King of Steelbristle, who was shaking his head after being blasted back by the Ringwraith's attack. When he saw the Ringwraith slowly approaching and spying over from the other side of the rift, shadows spread out beneath his feet, and countless black tentacles swooped and wrapped around the Ringwraith.

"what……"

With a terrified scream, the Ringwraith King struggled desperately, trying to escape back to the Ringwraith Ice Soul world.

Behind Green, Raffi's shadow gradually emerged from the source of darkness, a cruel smile appearing on his lips. He stretched out his palm toward the Ringwraith King, making a grasping gesture without making a sound.

Countless strands of dark energy, seemingly endless, gradually enveloped the Ringwraith King in a massive black cocoon. He was pulled into the Bloodline World with a "poof" before he could even struggle. Without giving him a second glance, Raffi hurled him toward the Dark Witch King.

"Let's continue."

Green calmly spoke to the stunned and speechless male boar, the King of the Steel-Bristled Bloodline, beside him.

The King of the Boar Steel Bristle Bloodline finally realized what was happening. He took a deep breath of the surrounding bloodline mist and, without further hesitation, continued to widen the crack and solidify it.

At this moment, the King of the Steel-Bristled Boar Bloodline was clearly aware that the Bloodline World was in an extremely dangerous situation. In the process of fighting among these advanced beings who wielded unimaginable power, if things were not handled properly, this illusory world that had existed for countless epochs would become history.

the other side.

After finishing his business here, Green gazed toward the Black Witch King, who was holding the "Scripture of Life and Death".

As the Netherworld River continued its invasion and destruction of the Bloodline World, it not only encountered resistance from the Bloodline World itself, but also faced pressure from the surrounding worlds as it was caught between several large illusory worlds. The Black Witch King was clearly struggling, something Green had not anticipated.

Intrigued, Green wanted to see what solution the Black Witch King had in store.

There's no other way.

After the Black Witch King murmured something, as he reduced the flow of the Yellow Springs Nether River, spacetime fluctuations gradually emerged, revealing the corpse of the Human Ancestor, the Ten-Headed Corpse Demon Puppet of No Form, and the Purgatory Nightmare Bone Puppet!

"Huh? A reverse summoning of illusory spacetime! It consumes the life essence of one's own cells?"

Green's tricolored eyes gleamed with interest, and he was increasingly delighted by the Black Witch King.

(End of this chapter)