Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1809 Dimensional War (Part 7)

"Oh? It seems the unknown dimensional army on that side is stronger and has a better chance of winning."

Located on the skeletal continent, relatively safe from the pale golden spacetime portal, Grimm glanced sideways and sensed the intense fluctuations emanating from another spacetime portal, muttering to himself.

The wizards made almost no mention of any clues about dimensional wars.

The ancient wizards named this mysterious, deeply illusory world "The Flow of Light," and that was all; therefore, they couldn't possibly have mentioned anything about the dimensional war. However, from the ruins of the Great World of Ley Lines and some fragmented records of the Xiahe civilization, Green still obtained some scattered clues and, based on these, formed his own speculations and understanding.

Suddenly, Green seemed to realize something, and his tricolored eyes looked in other directions.

"Hehehehe, everyone else is running away, but these guys are coming to join the fun. They seem to be ambitious individuals from various historical periods. No wonder there are always powerful figures in the histories of those great worlds who disappear without a trace, becoming historical legends. Those who dare to descend upon the Dimensional Food Path at this time are at least level eight beings with eternal souls, and some even possess the foundations of civilizations capable of altering the course of war. Truly worthy of being called a Dimensional War!"

Even Grimm couldn't help but feel a bit pressured by the daunting task of the dimensional war.

After a pause, the three-colored eyes beneath Grimm's Face of Truth gradually dimmed, and he withdrew his gaze.

"To be honest, I'm just one of them, and with all these exiles trapped in the dimensional esophagus, it's really hard to say how the dimensional war will go."

call……

Beneath the feet of the elemental giant that Grimm had transformed into, the heads of fire-spirit birds emerged one after another, their strange cries of "screech" and "chatter" rising and falling as pitch-black flames raged. After a large hole was melted into the skeletal continent beneath his feet, the elemental giant gradually sank into it and disappeared. The skeletons from other regions around him quickly filled the hole, and no trace of Grimm could be seen anymore.

Several hourglasses had passed.

The last remaining dimensional barrier of the spacetime portal opened by the Fountain of Light is like a piece of chewing gum, impossible to break free of, blocking the billions upon billions of angelic war legions. These beings, once hailed as the most perfect life forms in a vast spacetime, have launched several war attacks before finally managing to create some cracks in this last spacetime barrier, allowing the weakest six-winged angels to squeeze in.

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

These tiny golden specks of light, fluttering three pairs of pure white wings behind them, descended from the sky first. In the hazy mist of the dimensional esophagus, which exuded a corrosive and despairing aura, the groups of specks of light appeared so isolated and helpless, as if they might be completely swallowed up at any moment.

With handsome faces and perfect physiques, the six-winged angels wielded holy swords, spears, blades, bows, and arrows, making them an absolute main force in ordinary world wars, comparable to the most elite demon hunters or metal terminators, having slain countless heretics. But in this dimensional esophagus, these six-winged angels became the most insignificant and humble beings. An ancient and terrifying aura pressed down on these tiny figures who had intruded, as if they could be swallowed up at any moment.

Amidst fervent anticipation, tinged with caution, and with the higher angels yet to descend, even these six-winged angels, who had followed the angelic kings all the way here, couldn't help but feel a touch of apprehension when faced with the infamous illusory world dimensional esophagus, the end of endless world dimensions.

Legend has it that these monsters from the dimensional esophagus are fundamentally different from those in other fictional worlds...

Like the level three demon hunter wizards, the six-winged angels also vary in strength. Without a doubt, the six-winged angels flying at the forefront with the brightest holy light are the strongest!

hum...

Suddenly, through the hazy clouds below, the strongest angels vaguely sensed some strange phenomena below. It seemed that something was moving at high speed and rushing towards them. Then, with a cry of "Ah!", a ball of holy light was extinguished and snatched away by a dark, strange shadow.

"Enemy attack! Be on high alert!"

"what……"

Chaos reigned, but these highly skilled angels quickly formed battle formations, their eyes fixed intently on the gray clouds below, continuing their relentless swooping down as the vanguard.

The screams around them grew louder and louder, and this scene reminded the angels of feeding toads in cages with moths!

The rapid breathing of the angels caused their battle formation to shrink, their holy light to weaken, and some formations were even broken apart by the frontal assault. Then, in the hazy gray mist, hundreds of angelic points of holy light, which had been disintegrated, disappeared rapidly.

The howling wind slipped through the gaps in this angelic battle formation.

The blazing holy flames of the swords cleaved through the fog before them. The six-winged angels knew that the reason those monsters were able to attack them, while they themselves could not find them, must be due to their superior level of life!

But as battle-hardened war angels, the six-winged angels would never back down before completing their initial exploration mission.

hum!

"what……"

Suddenly, an incredibly fast shadow pierced through the clouds, disappearing in the blink of an eye before the war angels in the core area could even perceive it with all their might. It easily shattered a corner of the battle formation, and more than ten angels were swept out of the formation and scattered.

One of the angels was carried away by the monstrous infant and disappeared into the clouds without a trace.

"Did you see it clearly?"

Cold sweat dripped down their backs, and a sense of impending doom and impending danger weighed heavily on the nerves of the angels in the core area.

"It is a being of flesh and blood, its life level has probably reached the peak of level six, yet it possesses extremely strong self-control, likely enough to rival the most powerful eight-winged angels, and even pose a significant threat to the ten-winged angel god-king!"

At this moment, the dozen or so angels who had been scattered regained their composure and looked around in horror at the hazy mist. After finding no potential threats, they tried their best to return to the battle formation. However, one after another, incredibly fast shadows flashed by. These points of light were too slow and too weak compared to the shadows. They were carried away by the shadows one after another, and none of them were able to successfully return to the battle formation!

"Be careful!"

At the heart of the battle formation, an angel screamed hysterically.

The holy light was pushed to its limit, and with the combined power of the entire angelic battle formation, the holy sword instantly broke through the hundred-meter mark, easily cleaving through the fog in front of it before colliding head-on with a shadow.

Boom!

Holy light radiated outwards, finally forcing the shadows to a halt, revealing a gigantic tentacle covered in suckers. The other end of the tentacle was hidden in the mist, its length unknown.

"drink!"

With a roar, the lightsaber burning with holy light seemed to have scalded the tentacle. Just like during the attack, the crimson tentacle retreated into the mist with incredible speed.

Having achieved an initial victory, the six-winged angels had expended a tremendous amount of holy power, panting heavily.

"Don't let your guard down, keep moving forward!"

The thousands of angels that once filled the sky have been reduced to just a few dozen in such a short time. Such a loss is truly disheartening, especially considering that this is only the initial step into the dimensional realm!

As the extremely thick fog cloud, stretching for thousands of meters, was broken through, countless shadowy figures of bizarre and grotesque monsters were scattered across the boundless, snow-covered mountains through the gaps in the gray clouds!

Just as frogs hunt moths attracted by light, these monsters leap and disappear without a trace, inevitably followed by a catch.

"hiss……"

The angels who witnessed this scene gasped in shock, frozen in place, drenched in cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)