Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1779 The Spread of the Skynet

Several customers arrived at the Truth Sighs Wizarding Shop; it turned out that Millie had brought them.

"Green, this is an instructor from the Frostsigh Wizarding Academy in the Third Ring Holy Tower. They'd like to invite you and me to be guest instructors. What do you think?"

These wizards, all at the second level and possessing exceptional refinement, were constantly scrutinizing the goods on Green's sales counter. Their eyes gleamed, clearly not only recognizing the attributes of these magical artifacts but also their cheap nature, thus demonstrating the terrifying extent of Green's mastery of alchemical knowledge.

"Lilith, come here."

At Green's shout, the girl in the room quickly peeked out, holding a lump of clay-like resin in her hand, and asked curiously, "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Grimm said to the wizards, "This is my fourth disciple, Lilith. She has already grasped the basics of my unique alchemical knowledge and I hope she can be of some help to you."

"what?"

Lilith stared with her big, round eyes, wiped the sweat from her forehead—resin glue smeared all over her brow—and exclaimed, "Master, I have three senior brothers and sisters ahead of me! Why haven't you mentioned them yet? They've been here for eighteen hundred years!"

Lilith is now a level two wizard, which means she has officially graduated.

Green smiled mysteriously and said, "Have your teacher's wife prepare a dinner party tonight, and invite your father over as well. Then I'll talk to you slowly."

"Huh? Okay."

Lilith went back inside to knead the resin glue.

"But!"

Before the wizards could say anything more, Little Eight on Millie's shoulder yelled, "Hey, hey, hey, you guys have had incredible luck today, aren't you satisfied? My young master only has four disciples, and each one of them is outstanding, at least a renowned Saint-Stigma Wizard. Are you still not done yet, damn it!"

Millie covered Xiao Ba's mouth and said with a smile, "Alright, then it's settled. You've come several times already. My husband and I just want to live in seclusion here for the time being and don't want to be disturbed by the outside world. Please go back now."

At the lavish dinner, when Lilith, accompanied by her father and mother, heard Green calmly reveal his true identity, they burst into laughter. During the laughter, Green also fabricated a new identity as a reclusive holy-marked wizard. This time, Lilith's parents clearly believed him, and after bowing respectfully, they were overjoyed.

Only Lilith's eyes flickered. She knew clearly that her mentor possessed a vast and boundless knowledge and wisdom, and that sense of awe and reverence made her feel incredibly insignificant the more she understood him.

……

Meanwhile, in the void of the Chaos World Cluster, the Black Witch King was strolling around as an uninvited guest.

Green's wizard consciousness is insignificant to higher-dimensional beings. Even if he were to advance to the ninth level and split, it would only be a fleeting thought in the consciousness of those higher-dimensional beings, or something that might affect their thinking for a short period of time.

However, for the Black Witch King of the same dimension, Grimm's consciousness was a powerful force that could truly influence his thinking and behavior, causing a significant change in his thinking habits.

The endless black mist spread out from the terrifying figure. Unlike the last time he came to this world cluster, the Black Witch King did not go straight to the core of the Chaos World through the Spirit World. Instead, he wandered around the outer world, seemingly searching for something.

"Hehehehe, yet another world. Let's see if there's anything here."

This is the twenty-sixth world that the Black Witch King has found in over a thousand years, and it appears to be a small-scale world.

The boundless black mist drew ever closer, like a vast swath of ink in the void. In comparison, this small-scale world sheet seemed exceptionally thin, as if it could be completely contaminated by this vast, pitch-black ink at any moment.

Before anyone even arrived, the boundless black energy had already begun to rub against and collide with this unknown miniature world, like boiling water colliding with bubbling oil. The primordial runes on the scroll of the world were churning incessantly, and the rules were in a state of intense strife.

Beneath layers upon layers of primordial runes, the world was covered by a vast expanse of brownish-yellow dust. On the surface, it appeared to be a world governed by the rules of soil and sand. The arrival of the Black Witch King cast a shadow of fear and unease over this world. The entire world trembled under the Black Witch King's oppressive aura, and the taut chains of rules vibrated violently, almost on the verge of breaking!

"kindness?"

The Black Witch King's sinister laughter gradually subsided, and a hint of seriousness appeared on his cruel and ferocious face.

Based on past experience with world invasions, if such a terrifying overlord approaches these small and medium-sized worlds, the turmoil in the internal rules of the world will inevitably cause a large-scale crisis awareness in the ecosystem. Under the intense reaction of the world's will, there will inevitably be one or two wills that will test the waters. When they discover that they are such a terrifying life form, similar to a void catastrophe, they will naturally submit obediently.

However, no one in this world seemed to notice the fact that its rules were being disrupted by its oppressive power.

It was as if this was a world filled with deathly silence, devoid of any life. The eerie phenomenon made the Black Witch King frown.

There are indeed many lifeless, desolate worlds, but most of them are incomplete worlds with weakened or missing rules, with major flaws that are almost immediately apparent. This world clearly does not reach that level.

"Hmph, since that's the case, then I'll open this world up for myself and see for myself!"

In the boundless black mist, a pair of pale, withered hands slowly stretched out. After being infused with the boundless black mist around them, the Black Witch King's true form easily exceeded ten thousand meters in height. His powerful true form looked down at the small world below, and his hands slowly pressed down, creating two vortexes in the rules of the World Garment. He took a deep breath, and with a "squeak," tore a crack in the World Garment.

With a "poof," endless black energy poured into the interior of the world.

With both hands, he used all his strength to support the crack in the Garment of the World, making it difficult to heal and causing it to grow larger and larger. A vast black aura spread, polluting the world. The Black Witch King, with his thinning hair and ferocious face, approached the crack with his mad and turbid eyes, peering into its interior.

Seemingly because the perennial sandstorms high in the sky were obstructing his view, the Black Witch King exhaled two black plumes of smoke from his nostrils, dispersing the sandstorms somewhat. When he looked down again, all he saw was an endless expanse of sand dunes, eerily calm.

After a long silence, the Black Witch King maintained his posture of looking down from the crack in the world, gazing quietly, as if this really was just a desert world, nothing special.

woohoo hoo...

The wind raged, but that was all.

If only Green were here, with the face of truth present, nothing could fake itself in front of him, allowing him to directly perceive the essence of truth!

"Hehehehe, I'll see for myself if there's really nothing there!"

The Black Witch King's purpose in this trip is to find certain secret contracts that the Mechanical True Spirit Wizards made with the Skynet independent consciousness in their struggle for world domination. It is unknown whether the Skynet seeds that left the wizarding world community have been digested by the endless world rules or have developed into potential threats to wizarding civilization. They need to be completely exterminated, just like the Flame Soul World was destroyed.

Click, click, click, click...

The yellowish sky was constantly cracking as the giant hands tore at it with all their might. Dark cracks spread, and a terrifying, sky-covering hand reached in, turning the sky and earth black wherever it passed. Crackling black arcs of electricity ripped through the sky.

Boom!

When that colossal hand, capable of blotting out the sky, pressed down on the sand dune, it was like the most terrifying excavator. After hundreds of meters of sand pit were easily dug out, the Black Witch King raised his hand, and the eyes behind the rift in the world stared intently at the palm of his hand, at the densely packed, writhing metal excavation robots. Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

(End of this chapter)