Wizard's Journey

Chapter 181 Monster Legion

call!

The 'Shadow Tide,' composed of countless bodies of Amonro, surged forth like a monstrous wave, its number unknown—seven million, eight million, nine million, or even tens of millions…

The sky was covered with an endless expanse of these small, golden creatures with long tails, crowding together and roaring as far as the eye could see.

On the Fortress of the Primal Space in the Wizarding World.

One moment the wizarding world was peacefully preparing for war, and the next moment they were facing such an apocalyptic scene of an earth-shattering battle. New witch hunters like Grimm and Millie were almost breathless due to the drastic change and were really unable to adapt.

However, for the veteran demon hunters who had fought in many alien wars, this scene was almost expected. They showed no change in expression and calmly surveyed the world, quickly gathering all the combat information.

The Holy Mark Wizard, listening intently to the whispers, floated atop the protective shield of the Origin Space Fortress, raised his magic staff, and let out a loud shout.

"All witchers, heed my command! Assemble the legion of soul slaves and hold off these barbaric and ignorant native creatures! The fortress must not be allowed to suffer any damage!"

Roar!

Roar, roar, roar, roar...

As the command from the Holy Mark Wizard who listened to the secret words was given, the defensive shield of the Origin Space Fortress disappeared with a "pop". Instantly, the various soul slaves who were almost squeezed together in the fortress square roared in unison and rushed in all directions to meet the Amonro Shadow Legion that was rushing in like a tide.

The whole scene was as if the massive 'Flame Fusion Bead' of the Origin Space Fortress had exploded in the Shadow World. The torrent of soul slave flesh and blood, like exploding flames, rushed violently, savagely, and viciously towards the endless Amonro Shadow Legion, which was both fierce and awe-inspiring.

At this moment, the most elite Amonro Shadow Legion in the world of Amonro was completely shocked by the army of wizard slave monsters before them.

Unlike the Amonro Shadow Legion, which is composed of countless Amonroes only about half a meter tall, the wizard's soul slave legion system is diverse and varied, and is selected based on the wizard's personal preferences and brutal internal struggles. Among these monster legions, the largest soul slaves are nearly a hundred meters tall, while the smaller ones are only a dozen centimeters long.

Without exception, all soul slaves are real monsters with extremely ferocious appearances.

In Amonro's eyes, the army of soul slaves, including the Witcher Wizards, was nothing short of an extremely evil monster army representing destruction.

This is absolutely the apocalyptic scenario from Amonro's imagined nightmare, an army of doomsday monsters even more evil and terrifying than the ancient lava giants!

Whoosh...

The vanguard of the Amonro Shadow Legion clashed with the Soul Slave Monster Legion of the Witcher Wizard!

Thump, thump, puff, puff, puff...

Almost instantly, the vanguard legions of both sides exploded into an endless cloud of blood mist in the sky, with the falling corpses resembling raindrops. Among the corpses were countless golden Amonroes, as well as all sorts of bizarre and monstrous soul slaves.

In the brutal blood mist battle in the sky.

Numerous screams erupted from the densely packed Amonro Shadow Legion as a six-winged behemoth, over thirty meters tall, spread its wings and pounced. Under the crushing force of its ferocious power, the small Amonro Legion could hardly withstand the onslaught of this flesh-and-blood monster.

Many of the Amonro Shadow Soldiers hurriedly dodged, while a dozen or so Golden Amonroes who couldn't escape in time fell to the ground and stopped breathing completely.

The six-winged bear charged into the battle and swept sideways again, like a crazed meatball monster. Several Amonroes who were wandering around the six-winged bear trying to find an opportunity were smashed into bloody fragments.

Uh...

A mournful cry.

Above the six-winged bear, in the higher sky, the carcass of a two-headed giant bird, over twenty meters long, swept past it and fell to the ground. On the back of the giant bird's carcass, several scorpion creatures were still locked in fierce combat with even more Amonro, a scene of extreme carnage.

buzzing...

Hundreds of black and white mosquito monsters, each about a meter tall, flew to the side of the six-winged bear. In the blink of an eye, those Amonro who had been lurking around the six-winged bear, waiting for their chance, were all surrounded and killed.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

It seemed that the overwhelming power of the six-winged bear had attracted the attention of the Amonro Shadow Legion. Several elite Amonro soldiers, whose aura was significantly stronger than that of ordinary golden Amonro Shadow soldiers, rushed over. Behind them were dozens of Amonro officers riding winged creatures unique to the Shadow Mystery world, followed by thousands of ordinary Amonro Shadow soldiers.

Roar!

With a roar, hundreds of ferocious giant crows gathered around the six-winged berserker bear, its eyes bloodshot, and swooped down on the charging elite Amonro Legion...

Another battle group, tens of kilometers away.

Amidst the blood-red mist in the sky, a giant mud monster, its body covered in filth, slowly advanced towards the chaotic Amonro Legion.

The mud monster's body resembled a large lump of soft jelly, measuring a full seventy or eighty meters in height and length. Although it flew very slowly, anyone who got within a certain distance of it would let out a scream and then vanish into thin air for no apparent reason.

Of course, this so-called inexplicable disappearance was simply because the giant mud monster used its incredibly fast mud tentacles to pull it directly into its body, where it was swallowed and digested.

The several ghouls that Green had modified also joined the battle.

The Devouring Demon possesses an attack power of up to 150 degrees, considerable defensive capabilities, strong vitality, and toxicity. Even compared to the average strength of Amonro, who currently forms the Shadow Legion, it is significantly stronger.

After brutally killing the several Amonroes in front of them, the five ghouls were covered in blood. With their mouths full of fangs, they chewed on chunks of meat, spread their bat wings, and quickly swept across the sky, rushing towards the several giant baboon kings, each over ten meters tall, who were trapped in an encirclement.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Several Amonro officers, clearly much stronger than ordinary Shadow Legion Amonro soldiers, came forward and engaged in battle.

A moment later.

The last Devourer was stabbed by Amonro's afterimage, its long tail piercing its heart. Then, the powerful Amonro let out a ferocious roar, and the Devourer was torn to pieces.

"Damn it! These evil wizards are far too powerful; even with such a massive army of shadows, we can only barely hold them off for now. It seems we'll have to call upon the great enigma Amonro, or even the King of Enigmas, the Prophet of Enigmas… Ugh!"

The powerful Amonro, who had just slain the Devouring Demon, suddenly changed his expression and turned to look at his body, which was trembling slightly from the Devouring Demon's claws.

In the world of Shadow Mystery, few creatures are poisonous, which is why Amonro's resistance to poison is surprisingly low.

"Akakoyslomod, how could you...?"

Before the question was even halfway through, Amonro also swayed and fell from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, half of the four elite Amonro who had just finished killing the Devouring Demons were poisoned to death. The remaining two Amonro, filled with deep hatred and immense fear, turned around and returned to the army of giant baboon kings that were over ten meters tall.

However, regarding the overall battle situation...

The Witcher's army of soul slaves not only withstood the onslaught of the Amonro Shadow Legion, but even launched a counterattack!

Although Amonro's Shadow Legion was several times larger than the Witcher's Soul Slave Legion, in terms of the quality of individual creatures, the Witcher's Soul Slave Legion was far superior to Amonro's Shadow Legion.

Moreover, due to their diversity of species, their fearlessness as soul slaves, and their brutality honed by countless wars, the Soul Slave Monster Legion has completely overwhelmed the Amonro Shadow Legion, which has limited combat capabilities, and has shown a considerable advantage overall, engaging in rampant slaughter.

……

One day later.

The fighting between the monster legion and the shadow legion has subsided.

As one soul slave after another left the primordial space fortress, the vast plaza platform finally became empty again. Many dark wizards gazed at the fierce battle in the distance while waiting for the battle orders from the whispering holy marks wizards in the sky.

Green and Millie floated in space, their bodies trembling with excitement.

New demon hunters on their first expedition to a foreign land are often moved by the grandeur and scale of the battle.

On the other side, beneath the base of the space fortress, rows upon rows of 300-meter-long space airships floated neatly in the air, numbering in the hundreds.

According to standard combat strength classification, the combat capabilities of these spaceships surpass those of ordinary level three wizards. Their main magical disintegration cannons are even capable of threatening the super-terrifying mechanical technology of level four holy mark wizards!

Above and behind these terrifying mechanical clusters, a wizard legion of over two hundred thousand Ming wizards appeared, and the central commander of this massive Ming wizard legion was none other than the Tomb Words Saint Mark Wizard.

This is the organized legion of Mingbu demon hunters conquering other worlds.

Such a large-scale cluster of light wizards is beyond the imagination of dark wizards who rely on individual strength. This is the absolute strategic force capable of turning the tide of battle on the front lines of the alien world.

hum...

Suddenly, amidst the metallic scraping sounds of the Origin Space Fortress, two large metal doors rumbled open slowly. Immediately afterwards, a terrifying magical cannon barrel with a diameter of over ten meters slowly emerged from the dark doors, aiming at a certain area behind the Amonro Shadow Legion.

This is the Origin Space Fortress Destruction Cannon!

……

Amonro Shadow Legion rear command post.

The many kings and prophets of Amun-Roh, gazing at the shadow legion in the distant sky, which was already showing a considerable disadvantage overall, all revealed disbelief, anger, and terror.

Although not all of the elite forces of the Amonro world could be mobilized due to the short time available, the Shadow Legion gathered here at this moment definitely represents more than one-fifth of the entire Amonro world's elite forces.

This battle must not be lost!

Because the Amonro clan simply cannot afford the consequences of losing the battle.

If they fail, it will be impossible for the world of Amonro to gather the strength it has today for a counterattack again for several years, or even more than a decade.

Just imagine the catastrophe that would be if these 'monster-like wizards' were allowed to wreak havoc on the 'beautiful' world of Amonro for years or even decades...

Having failed in the first decisive battle, it's hard to imagine how a second counterattack could possibly lead to victory.

Moreover, even if they were to achieve victory a second time by sheer luck, the world of Amonro would inevitably suffer immense trauma, and the great Amonro race would be subjected to an indelible catastrophe.

As for the so-called third counterattack?

It's absolutely impossible now. If the second counterattack fails again, the world of Amonro will never again be able to muster the legionary strength to truly fight the wizard monsters before them.

To this day, all of Amonro still naively believes that the soul slave monsters fighting against the Shadow Legion are the so-called wizards.

It has to be said that there is some irony to this.

While these monster legions of soul slaves were terrifying, they were far from enough to make Amonro despair. At least compared to their trump cards, they still had a chance to achieve final victory in this war.

Among the many most powerful and enigmatic figures present, Amonro exchanged glances.

"I didn't expect these wizards to have reached such a level of power. They can't even withstand such a large number of Shadow Legions. No wonder they are a race that makes those powerful beings from other worlds fear them. Hmm, it seems that we can only send the Enigma Leaders to suppress them for the time being." A King of Enigma said in a deep voice.

A prophet of enigmas said anxiously, "It's time for our Great and Lesser Enigmas to unleash their power! With their strength, they are enough to change the current battle, turning these inferior, evil, barbaric, and filthy wizards into quicksand. There are seventeen Great Enigmas gathered here; even a supreme being of the caliber of the great Amun-Roh..."

The so-called Mysterious Great Treasure is something among the seventeen hundreds-of-meters-high mountains on the ground, which seems to be some strategic-level powerful means in the world of Amonro.

The King of Mysteries remained silent.

His somewhat bloated and obese body was twice the size of Amonro beside him, yet it represented the strongest power of the world's guardians in the Shadow Mystery World. In the Mystery World, it was the strongest power on par with the great ancestor Amonro, a powerful creature capable of rivaling a level four Saint Mark Wizard!

(End of this chapter)