Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1855 The War Begins Again

"Did Green send you?"

Seemingly prepared for this, the Thanksgiving clone calmly asks, "Dreams are too beautiful, reality is too cruel, and ideals ultimately succumb to human greed."

What do you think?

The Blood Rain clone wore a bronze ghost mask; even without seeing his expression, one could guess his cold, disdainful look. He said in a gloomy voice, "Human nature is inherently evil. You are merely a fleeting dream memory of Grimm's. The mistakes here are not your fault. What drives human nature is always desire and punishment; compromise will only allow desire to expand endlessly!"

"Did Green also ask you to convey these words?"

The wizarding will gathered on Thanksgiving's clone is gradually dissipating, and its influence on the heart of the spatial fortress is decreasing. This is the deviance of the Thanksgiving rules by the demon hunter legion under the joint control of many Dawn Wisdom wizards. It has basically cut off the possibility for this fifteenth-ring True Spirit wizard to elevate his wizarding will prestige to a higher level through the demon hunter expedition.

"No, this is a personal gift to you, hmph."

The bronze mask seemed to possess some extraordinary abilities. Being worn on the face of this Wizard King's clone, it must be no ordinary object, a fact that the Thanksgiving clone also noticed.

The blood rain in the sky has gradually subsided, and the chaotic rules that caused the storm are gradually returning to calm.

At this modern wizard command center, guarded by over a hundred Lightfortresses, Blood Rain's clone peered through the AT field shield outside the crystal glass at this world filled with pale green energy.

This is one of the few resource-rich worlds in the Dark World that has been heavily targeted and plundered by wizards. The secrets of the agate crystal regarding the development of source energy and spiritual wisdom are not only of great use to high-level wizards, but also greatly beneficial to improving the overall strength of the entire wizarding race. Therefore, after receiving information about this world, and coincidentally receiving a report from a three-star True Spirit Wizard, the Grand Commander of the Eternal Sky City, Prometheus, actually agreed without hesitation and dismissed this fifteen-ring True Spirit Wizard from his post.

The removal of subordinate generals from their posts does not equate to freedom; it merely removes their control over the legion's military power. They must still participate in the Demon Hunting Expedition and obey the orders of Grand Commander Prometheus, who is the Wizard King and carries out the Demon Hunting Expedition's will!

Standing with his hands clasped, Thanksgiving Avatar stood calmly, his eyes scanning his surroundings. However, all the demon hunters and tribal elders he saw no longer paid attention to him, making him seem like a statue forgotten in a corner.

"Why……"

Feeling powerless and helpless, the Thanksgiving clone knows their irreparable shortcomings.

Like the Blood Rain clone, he was not a complete life form with his own independent consciousness, but merely a wisp of memory infused into Green at a certain period of time. In essence, he was no different from Raffi, the source of darkness.

Not counting the countless low-level guard wizards around the hall, there were over a hundred holy-marked wizards in the core area alone. More than forty tribal elders at the World Lord level, along with over a thousand tribal envoys, gathered in this hall filled with the sci-fi feel of Vatti's quantum technology, drawing tense attention from everyone present.

Blood Rain's clones, however, had long been accustomed to this and took it for granted, doing as they pleased.

Beneath the bronze mask, blood-red eyes swept over the gathered alien races. Under the unbridled release of the domineering pressure, these lords of the alien worlds were no longer as calm as when facing the Blood Rain clone. They were like small boats in a stormy sea, on the verge of capsizing at any moment, yet they tried their best to maintain their proper posture and avoid making a fool of themselves.

Soon, the Blood Rain clone understood the general situation here.

He strolled leisurely to the table, ignoring the tribal elder who had been haggling with the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard. He casually flipped open the leather contract written on a goose feather pen, looked at it for a while, and the leisurely demeanor under the bronze mask of Blood Rain Avatar was gradually replaced by stiffness.

"What exactly have the Oro tribe contributed to the Demon Hunter Expeditionary Legion? Why is it that the contract doesn't specify this, yet they receive such preferential treatment?"

The Blood Rain clone did not get an answer from the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard. It turned to look at the many Saint Mark Wizards. The Saint Mark Wizards seemed to have long been alienated from the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard. No one avoided the Blood Rain clone. They all took the initiative to meet the Blood Rain clone's gaze.

"you say."

Blood Rain Clone casually pointed at a Metal Terminator, Skynet Saint Mark Wizard.

"Reporting to the Master, the Oro tribe did not contribute anything to the Demon Hunter Expeditionary Wizard Legion. In fact, before the Demon Hunter Expeditionary Legion completely conquered the Liegayan tribe, the Oro tribe was a political marriage partner of the Liegayan tribe, enjoying extremely high rights and being one of the more tenacious resistance forces. The tribe's powerful military strength also became its bargaining chip in negotiating with the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard."

The words of the holy-marked wizard, along with the overwhelming pressure of the blood rain clones, made the elder of the Oro tribe feel as if he had fallen into an icy abyss, and his hunched and old body trembled involuntarily.

"Is this really true?"

Blood Rain Clone's voice was uttered almost word by word from deep within his throat, chillingly sinister.

According to the contract terms between the 15th Ring True Spirit Wizard and the Oro tribe, those are conditions that only a third-tier world in the Wizard Alliance can have. It is impossible for a mere tribe from a large world that has been completely conquered during the Demon Hunting Expedition to obtain such generous conditions unless they voluntarily surrender to the Wizard Legion!

"Master, forgive my bluntness, but there's nothing inherently wrong with fifteen-ring True Spirit Wizards ruling the world based on the ideal of long-term stability. The mistake lies in doing so after conquering the world! How can such generous terms of rule be fair to the Demon Hunter Wizards who sacrificed their lives to conquer this world? What will the other worlds still resisting the Demon Hunter Expeditionary Legion think when they find out? Will they lose their fear of the Demon Hunter Expeditionary Wizard Legion because they can still obtain lenient terms after defeat?"

The Archmage of the Holy Mark of the Bell Tower of Elan could no longer contain his feelings and spoke with righteous indignation.

"kindness……"

Blood-red eyes lingered coldly on the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard for a moment, then Blood Rain Clone suddenly picked up the contract, tore it in two with a "whoosh," and burned it in mid-air.

"Master, you!"

The elder of the Oro tribe screamed in terror.

"Hmph, hehehehehe, an unsigned contract has no legal binding force and doesn't count."

This scene truly delighted the many Stigmata Wizards in the hall who had long harbored resentment. They were filled with awe for this suddenly appearing unknown spirit, for this was the proper way of the wizarding world!

"Why……"

On the other side, the fifteen-ring True Spirit Wizard, who had been stripped of his War General rank, sighed and turned away without looking back. He still had that compassionate look on his face, but this time his compassionate eyes were not only looking at those alien races, but also at the wizards present.

"In that case, you shall take full charge of this place. I'm returning to Eternal Sky City."

The departure of the fifteenth-ring True Spirit Wizard did not attract the attention of the many Saint Mark Wizards present. Blood Rain Avatar did not even make a move, looking at the contracts one after another, and the more he looked, the more sinister his cold laughter became.

The dejected elder of the Oro tribe barely managed to raise his head. Only then did he feel some regret for his previous petty negotiations. He should have signed the contract earlier.

Now, facing this new True Spirit Wizard, it seems the good days for the Oro tribe are completely over.

Overwhelmed with regret and heartache, the elder of the Oro tribe said in a low voice, "Although the Oro tribe was once quite close to the Liegayan tribe, now that the Liegayan tribe has been destroyed, the Oro tribe has no intention of resisting anymore. We only hope to obtain the right to recuperate and rebuild. Therefore, we heeded the shaman's call, lowered the war chess, and..."

puff!

The hunched-over elder of the Oro tribe was speaking when suddenly, with a "poof," the Blood Rain clone, who had attacked at close range, killed him with a single blow.

After the enormous head rolled away, it was instantly drained by the attached blood rain rules, turning into a skeleton. Its withered and hunched body, which was leaning on the bone tooth scepter, collapsed with a "thud" after standing for a moment.

No one expected such a change.

The people in the hall were stunned by this sudden change, and for a moment they felt a deathly oppressive atmosphere, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.

"Hmph, the war is only halfway through, and these foolish savages have actually fallen for it! Leave them all here! Witch hunters, heed my command: kill! This world only needs sixth-class slave creatures!"

The chilling words not only stunned the many foreign tribes, but also made the many holy-marked wizards watch everything as still as statues.

This negotiation turned out to be a trap, a trap set by cunning and evil wizards, with the aim of luring the elders of various tribes into their trap.

On the other side, the wizards' faces also turned extremely ugly. The war, which had already ended, was restarted with the arrival of this Blood Rain Lord.

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PS: The second update will be around 10 PM.

(End of this chapter)