Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1854 Blood Rain Interlude

Grimm's Thanksgiving clone, a fifteenth-ring elemental spirit wizard in the wizarding world, follows the Demon Hunter Expeditionary Legion on its expedition.

A compassionate heart might be considered magnanimous in the wizarding world, but in the dark world of the Demon Hunter Expedition, such indecisiveness is truly excessive. Compared to other True Spirit Wizards, the Demon Hunter Expeditionary Legion under the command of a 15th-ring True Spirit Wizard is not happy and feels indignant about the 15th-ring True Spirit Wizard's indecisiveness and various compromises.

Crackling sounds!

The gloomy darkness of the sky was oppressive, and rain drizzled down.

However, as a streak of crimson lightning ripped through the sky, a fifteen-ring True Spirit Wizard, who was calming the native creature army on a high ground of a Light Spirit Fortress, looked up at the sky as if sensing something.

The fifteen-ring True Spirit Wizard's gaze pierced through the thick dark clouds, traversed the vast sky, and spotted the uninvited guest beyond the blood-red full moon hanging high in the sky.

"Master, what happened?"

The tribal elders, who were holding a treaty signing ceremony, noticed the abnormality of the fifteen-ring True Spirit Wizard. Their turbid eyes looked away from the leather contract and asked in confusion.

The elder, leaning on his bone and tooth scepter, was still much taller than the wizards despite his gaunt body being hunched over at a ninety-degree angle. Behind him followed a group of powerful warriors, his face full of defiance, neither giving way to the holy-marked wizards around him who were suppressing their displeasure.

"Let's speed up the process of concluding the contract. Let's stop getting bogged down in those trivial and insignificant issues of interest. This is the limit of what I can offer! You need to understand that the wizarding legion is not here to do good deeds. My philosophy of harmonious coexistence is not recognized by the mainstream wizarding consciousness, including by my own subordinates."

In the end, the Fifteen-Ring True Spirit Wizard let out a barely audible sigh.

After leaving the Wizarding World, he had almost lost all his prestige after the airport battle. Of the twenty-seven legions he directly controlled, only one-third were seriously carrying out his call for benevolence, while the other legions were secretly disobeying his orders.

However, the tribal elder clearly didn't understand the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard's predicament. He maintained a pleading, weak stance, persisting, "How can you say that, Master? Perhaps to a great wizard, the agate crystals of the Sadagario River are merely insignificant resources, but to the Oro tribe, they are the best intellectual development material for newborn infants. Therefore, the Oro tribe strongly demands that the joint development rights of the Oro tribe and the wizard be increased from fifty percent to sixty-five percent!"

"Hmph! The 50% development rights were already a merciful act of charity from a 15th-ring True Spirit Wizard. If any other True Spirit Wizard general were in charge of this world, you wouldn't have a chance to negotiate. Don't push your luck. I advise you to sign the contract and get out of here immediately!"

The legion commander of the sixth-level peak Saint Mark Wizard Legion said in a sinister tone.

Although the words were addressed to the tribal elder, this overstepping of authority and interruption openly expressed his dissatisfaction with the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard!

As invaders, the hostile relationship between wizards and wizards is self-evident. Now that wizards have conquered this world by force, they want to advocate for peaceful coexistence and expand the rules of the Wizarding Alliance before the outcome of the decisive battle in the Dark World has been determined. This is simply self-deception.

The fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard's consciousness and the Demon Hunter Expedition Legion below have already clashed severely due to indecisiveness and hesitation.

Seeing the legion commander's anger, the tribal elder glanced at him but remained silent. He was also struggling internally, but the Oro tribe desperately wanted the agate crystal resources of the Sadagario River, as this would be the foundation for the Oro tribe's future growth!

"Great Wizard of the Elan Clock Tower, you have overstepped your bounds!"

The legion commander was displeased with the stern warning from the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard, but dared not openly disobey the will of a True Spirit Wizard. He silently lowered his gloomy head, and the Flaming Leopard behind him roared and took two steps back to lie down.

The tribal elder gritted his teeth, and a few drops of sweat even trickled down his forehead as he hesitated and made his decision.

The Fifteen-Ring True Spirit Wizard sighed, wondering if what he had done was right or wrong.

Knowing that the uninvited guest was probably up to no good, the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard waved his hand and sighed with a worried expression, "Fifty percent, that's the wizard's bottom line. If the elder has any other conditions, please consider them first, and I will sign contracts with the other tribes as soon as possible."

This place was filled with delegations of over forty tribal elders, representing the most fundamental forces in this world after the fall of monarchical power.

"No, no, no!"

The tribal elder hurriedly said, "Alright, the Oro tribe can accept 50% of the Sadagario River agate crystals, but we must ensure the Oro tribe's priority mining rights. As you know, Master, different qualities of agate crystals contain different source energy attributes. If we can find agate crystals of suitable quality, the development of an infant's intelligence will be completely different."

They were still negotiating terms. The fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard was getting really annoyed by these utterly insignificant negotiating conditions and couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

"master!"

Just as the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard hesitated, seemingly about to sign the treaty, the Grand Wizard Legion Commander of the Elan Clock Tower could no longer contain himself. He declared righteously, "The Wizard Alliance is an alliance ruled by wizards, and its members are divided into five tiers. If you sign this treaty here, what will other worlds, who have worked so hard to build their lives, think? You are undermining the alliance's rules and regulations, and I will absolutely not agree to such actions that damage the alliance's unity!"

In a head-on confrontation, a high-ranking wizard with holy marks stood at the pinnacle of the cruel morality of wizarding will, and bravely and resolutely fought against a true spirit wizard.

"Master, I will not agree to this kind of compromise. Punish me if you must!"

"Master, I disagree as well. Not to mention that the Grand Commander of the Demon Hunting Expedition has never issued a call to recruit local tribes to join the Wizard Alliance, even if he had, they would certainly be at a lower level than the Alliance's own tribes. Otherwise, how would you expect the World Tree Commander and the Mountain Giant King Commander to view this?"

"Yes, Master, we must never sign such a treaty!"

One after another, the Stigmata Wizards could no longer contain their excitement and did their best to persuade the Fifteenth Ring True Spirit Wizards.

With his own subordinates openly opposing him, the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard knew he had lost all prestige and was no longer suitable for the Demon Hunting Expedition to achieve great deeds. He was ultimately just a flawed clone created by the Wizard King.

Seeing the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard completely stop thinking, the tribal elder was clearly uneasy. The other tribal elders waiting to sign the treaty also panicked and kept giving the elder meaningful glances.

Amidst the cold sneers of the numerous holy-marked wizards, the tribal elder gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Very well, Master, I agree to all your previous conditions. After joining the Wizard Alliance, the Oro tribe will do its utmost to maintain the unity and cohesion of the Wizard Alliance!"

However, the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard only sighed, put down the quill pen in his hand, and gazed at the sky.

Crackling sounds!

Another crimson thunderclap struck, but this time the thunder was so close that many world lords and true spirit wizards also noticed its presence.

Splash splash splash splash...

Blood-red rain accompanied a terrifying pressure as a sinister and violent voice spoke, word by word: "Fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard, you have been removed from your position as deputy general of the Demon Hunting Expedition by the resolution of the Three-Star Commander, and this has been approved by Grand Commander Prometheus. Effective immediately, you are officially relieved of your duties and will be directly under my command."

The one who descended was none other than Green's clone, the Blood Rain Clone!

(End of this chapter)