Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1813 Dimensional War (XI)

Skeletons on the surface of the continent.

The seven-colored spacetime giant, the water elemental spirit, and the bone spike monster, who were the puppets of the three rulers hidden in the shadows, had their negotiations with the rulers of other settlements set aside for the time being. After a performance, this snail covered with strange patterns gradually faded from the sight of the many exiles on the Bone Continent and came to the void beneath the Bone Continent.

The snail's body is infused with three different wills, which must be the three sovereign consciousness clones hidden in the shadows of other settlements.

The elemental giants, metal spheres, and crystal behemoths waited quietly. When the snail found the first Wizard King, the Chaos Flame Emperor, and the Amethyst Behemoth Queen, its shell cracked with layers of patterns. Then, a black flame giant scorpion, a strange young man in a painting, and a cluster of azure light spots emerged from its body, as three different will clones looked at the three rulers present.

Compared to the three Endless Sovereigns who descended from time and space on Green's side, although these three Sovereigns were merely wisps of consciousness, it was not difficult to see from these will clones that the strength of these Sovereigns' main bodies was by no means that they were just ordinary minor characters. At least on the surface, they were strong enough to confront Green and his two companions head-on.

If a war is launched rashly, it is still uncertain who will emerge victorious.

Moreover, there is no such thing as allies here!

"Another large gathering place of three Sovereigns. In this region alone, the three of us have already explored more than ten gathering places, with nearly thirty supreme Sovereigns scattered throughout. It seems that even if other regions of the Dimensional Food Path have similar concentrated gathering areas, it would be difficult to surpass this scale. Since you dare to descend here, you must all be truly top-tier powerhouses from different timelines. Therefore, there's no need for further idle chatter. Two civilizations, one the Bright Paradise Civilization, and the other the Tragedy of Victory Civilization, which do you intend to choose?"

The one speaking was the Black Flame Giant Scorpion. This kind of dark and vicious ruler is quite common. If these black flames that keep emitting screaming phantoms don't have any special abilities, the Black Flame Giant Scorpion is most wary of the unknown toxin on its tail. The Face of Truth of Grimm does not provide the ability to observe the strength of these top-tier powerhouses in a certain time and space.

"So, what are your plans?"

The massive metal sphere surrounding the Chaos Flame Emperor has closed up again, its profound consciousness questioning him.

The scroll has been unfurled, and in the ink painting amidst green hills and clear waters, the elegant and unrestrained young man closes his folding fan and says with refined grace, "According to reports, the strongest foundation of the Heaven of Light is the Fountain of Light. As long as the fountain doesn't dry up, they can continuously regenerate. Logically, those angels should be more concerned about us outsiders, trying to plunder more of our blessings to gain a greater advantage in the fight against the Civilization of Victory and Defeat. But they haven't. The only explanation is that there is an absolute ruler among these angels who has absolute confidence in his own strength."

After a pause, the young man in the scroll continued, "As for the Victory and Defeat Civilization, which was the first to invade the Dimensional Food Path, aside from the extremely small possibility that they haven't yet achieved unity among their core powerhouses, it means they possess strict discipline and a plan. This Dimensional War Legion, which is constantly sweeping through resource points, should be our target. They will soon approach this resource cluster composed of dozens of supreme rulers..."

After exchanging words for about half an hourglass's time.

These three consciousness clones that visited the Sovereign once again infiltrated the Snail Messenger's body, returned to the surface of the Bone Continent, and searched for other gathering places. Meanwhile, Green, the Chaos Flame Emperor, and the Amethyst Behemoth King exchanged glances and had the same idea.

"I do have a suitable vessel for this will."

Before Green and the Chaos Flame Emperor could speak, a rough, large hand grabbed from the void from the arms of the Amethyst Behemoth King, which were far stronger than his thighs. When it opened again, a piece of amber appeared.

The amber was only the size of a baby's fist, and inside was the head of an unknown insect, which gave the three of them a strange smile.

"This is the Gold-Eating Aphid, a strange creature that has long been extinct, possessing an incredibly strong physique. Ordinary physical and energy attacks are basically ineffective against it, but it lacks the various drawbacks of having no ethereal attributes. Although this amber only preserves the Gold-Eating Aphid's head, it's enough for our consciousness clones to deal with some unexpected situations. What do you say?"

As it spoke, the Amethyst Behemoth spat out a drop of blood from its mouth with a "poof," which quickly seeped into the amber surface and burrowed into the body of the Gold-Eating Aphid.

The giant metal sphere plates kept assembling with a "click-clack" sound. Inside, the Chaos Flame Emperor said, "I have no problem. Unlike the two of you, I can't take out these carriers one after another."

A wisp of black flame, carrying the consciousness of the Chaos Flame Emperor, burrowed into the body of the Gold-Devouring Aphid within the amber.

"Hehe, fine, I'm fine too."

Unlike the consciousness clones of the Chaos Flame Emperor and the Purple Crystal Behemoth King, these two rulers, as level eight beings, had also come into contact with the ability to apply consciousness, but compared to Grimm's consciousness methods, they were like immature children, extremely crude and rudimentary, not to mention the vast gap in the essence of consciousness between level eight and level nine beings.

A completely transparent consciousness was imprinted into the consciousness within the head of the Amber-Eating Golden Aphid using wizard script. This unintentional display was almost more shocking than the most direct clash of consciousness between Grimm and the Chaos Flame Emperor.

The Purple Crystal King was somewhat better off; the Chaos Flame Emperor immediately fell silent. Green could vaguely sense that the Chaos Flame Emperor's previous hostility had completely dissipated, turning into caution.

"Let's go, let's bypass their exploration route and explore in that direction. The impact of the Dimensional Legion of Victory and Defeat will take quite some time to reach here, we have plenty of time."

call out!

The Gold-Devouring Aphid, carrying the consciousness of the three rulers, disappeared, and the three rulers fell silent in the void.

Is this kind of contact misleading others or deceiving oneself? Is it really communication?

……

"Victory is in the smile."

The card player holds a round lucky coin.

The center of the lucky coin is a square hole, symbolizing the ancient Chinese understanding of the round heaven and square earth, and the fact that the two sides of the lucky coin are distinguished by black and white, representing the cyclical nature of yin and yang.

Billions upon billions of card players, riding on assigned planes, card tanks, assigned mechs, and assigned warships, are engaged in resource plundering.

For the dimensional legions, those exiles squeezed by the rules of the dimensional esophagus are the most basic resources for waging dimensional wars!

(End of this chapter)