Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1873 Lurking in the Abyss

Two Abyss Formless Demon Ancestors!

One spacetime distorted rapidly, forming a spacetime vortex that was about to disappear into it, while the other opened a white rift, and the aura of abyssal moss instantly permeated the Holy Tower Hall.

"Abyssal monster!? Where do you think you're going!"

The moment the Second Circle True Spirit Wizard Black Sole sensed the abyss's aura, his originally hunched body suddenly straightened, his spirit and energy blazing forth, and his terrifying aura surged!

With a whoosh, the jet-black flames burning on his body almost reached the ceiling of the hall. The Nightmare Furnace on his shoulder was overflowing with liquid. He roared in a furious manner, and the Nightmare Furnace locked onto one of the Abyss Demon Ancestors in the first moment, ready to be thrown out.

On the other side, the water in the ceramic jar in the Mermaid King's arms surged up, quickly swirling before rushing towards another Abyss Demon Ancestor, forming a swallowing motion.

However, the two abyssal demon ancestors hidden within the bodies of these alien creatures were naturally not afraid of these two true spirit wizards.

As the abyssal demonic energy surged, the two used their bizarre spatial and temporal power to break through the temporary lock-on area of ​​the Three Rings Holy Tower, determined to leave the wizarding world at all costs.

Upon seeing this sudden turn of events, many Predators assumed defensive stances, even causing the light barrier connecting the Twelfth Predator Empress in the Predator Elder's hand to pause.

"Hehehehehe, now that you're here, don't leave! Stay here!"

The spiritualized palm of the blue-green light spot shot out strands of light, binding the two Abyss Demon Ancestors like fishing lines. No matter how much the two Abyss Demon Ancestors, who had already stepped into the space-time rift, struggled, they could not completely break free, and an atmosphere of despair permeated the air.

"The Source of Magic!"

Greene's will fluctuated.

In an instant, the source of magic for the entire Three Rings Holy Tower was drawn in.

That was a thousand times more magical power than the magic gathered by the demon hunters before the Third Civilization War. Under such vast and boundless magical power, even the two Abyss Demon Ancestors, who possessed extraordinary spacetime power, were instantly squeezed back into the wizarding world in fear and resentment.

"The Wizarding King!"

Judging from his roaring tone, one can tell that this is a young demon ancestor who has not experienced many years and still retains a certain passion, rather than the evil and ruthless figure that wizards generally imagine.

With a casual wave of his Truth Balance Magic Staff, Green made brief contact with the charging Abyss Demon Ancestor. With a "boom," the Demon Ancestor was sent flying backward at an even faster speed than before, crashing into the barrier on the wall of the dimly lit hall.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak...

As the core area of ​​the Three Rings Holy Tower, the magic array restrictions here are not just for show; they are actually designed to fight against the Endless Overlord!

As originally set up, these magic array restrictions were enhanced by a massive amount of magic power stored by demon hunters, based on the strength of the True Spirit Wizards, in order to help the True Spirit Wizards fight against stronger rulers. Now, the one in control of the magic array restrictions is the Wizard King Grin, the Abyss Demon Ancestor who sneaked into the Three Rings Holy Tower of the Wizarding World. Isn't he just courting death?

Just as one layer of restriction was broken, several times the power of another restriction immediately surrounded and engulfed it, endless and impossible to break free from.

Green is sealing his energy with absolute matter and energy conservation!

On the other side, the Two Circle True Spirit Wizard and the Mermaid King, one with water and the other with fire, attacked the Demon Ancestor who was trying to escape. In the irregular hall inside the Three Rings Holy Tower, the elite demon hunters from outside flocked in, and the Demon Ancestor naturally had no chance.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

The hall reverberated, but with the immense magical power within the Three Rings Holy Tower, even the battle between the True Spirit Wizard and the Endless Ruler could hardly damage anything outside the hall.

After toying with the Titan's Ring of Loss on his thumb once more, as if everything was under his control, Grimm calmly addressed the Ironblood Elder: "It seems this alliance is indeed very necessary. Alright! Here's the arrangement: the Spring Ancestor World Cluster is the only way for the Wizarding World Cluster to reach the Abyss World. If your alliance can persuade the Spring Ancestor World Cluster to fully join and facilitate the Wizarding Legion, I, on behalf of the Wizarding Alliance, will declare an unconditional demon-hunting expedition against the Abyss World Cluster. This is my bottom line. Before that, I will not have contacted the esteemed Empress Twelfth, to avoid any unpleasantness."

Green then adopted a stance that left no room for negotiation.

In the hall, a silence fell between Grimm and the Ironblood Elder, a stark contrast to the chaotic battle on the other side involving the Abyss Demon Ancestor, Blackthorn, the Mermaid King, and hundreds of demon hunter wizards.

"The Spring Ancestor World Group is ruled by several powerful rulers, some of whom have already accepted the Iron-Blooded World Group's invitation, while others are remaining on the sidelines. I will do my best!"

After a long silence, Elder Ironblood spoke in a low voice.

"Hmph, just saying that is enough. When the time comes..."

Green had only spoken halfway when a look of surprise suddenly appeared beneath the mask of truth. He then shone a beam of hope that struck the fleshy worms suppressed by endless, boundless magic at the edge of the hall.

With a "squeak, squeak" sound, as if tearing open a tight-fitting garment, a pair of pitch-black hands emerged from deep within the back of this pale green, wrinkled insect, spewing out surging demonic energy that contrasted sharply with the endless, oppressive demonic power coming from all directions.

The Light of Hope was extremely effective at dispelling demonic energy. Through the chaotic suppressing magic and the demonic energy dissipated by the Light of Hope, Grimm saw the same pale, flat face as he remembered, and the terrifying, gaping maw with grotesque teeth on its chest.

hum.

This formless demon ancestor, who had torn off his disguise, was temporarily increasing his strength by burning his omnipotent soul, attempting to break through the endless and vast magical power of the Three Rings Holy Tower. However, under the light of Green's hope, he was once again pushed back into the magical sea of ​​the Three Rings Holy Tower.

"roar!"

With a deafening roar, as powerful as a mountain, this formless demon ancestor, who emerged from the fleshy worm's clothes, truly possessed some of the aura of the true human ancestor. From the depths of the rings of fangs on his chest, a tongue shot out like lightning, crashing with a "thud" against the thick magic barrier. The tens of thousands of meters of hall, bound together by the heavy magic array, trembled slightly as a result.

sizzle...

Where the demonic energy from the CD player of hope spread, the skin of the Formless Demon Ancestor began to fester and ulcerate as if it were covered in blisters.

"Deep, abyss, summon, call!"

The butterfly shell that the Formless Demon Ancestor had removed was bubbling and gurgling, and the strange spacetime power essence within it was being absorbed by the Formless Demon Ancestor, who seemed to be using the power of spacetime to summon endless demonic dragons to teleport over and activate the Abyss Summoning.

"Summoning from the Abyss? Hehehehehe!"

The voice changed from the composure, nobility, and wisdom he had shown when speaking with the Ironblood Elder to the sinister, cruel, and tyrannical tone he had displayed in an instant. The Day and Night Wings behind Grimm flapped violently, and in that instant, the power of the entire wizarding world seemed to converge upon him.

Wherever Grimm is, that is the center of the wizarding world!

The spacetime rift that the Formless Demon Ancestor had just created was easily smoothed out by Grin!

Stunned and shocked, the aura that the Formless Demon Ancestor had just begun to rise was instantly suppressed by Grin. Even at the cost of burning his omnipotent soul, he was powerless to resist. His body, which was as strong as a mountain and as powerful as the world, slowly bent down under the immense pressure of the sea that Grin had unleashed, and was completely submerged.

It was just a minor incident.

Seeing Green's composure, as if everything was under his control, the Ironblood Elder couldn't help but compare the Twelfth Queen and the strongest elders to this Wizard King. However, he couldn't think of anyone who could exert such pressure with such composure.

Naturally, the Formless Demon Ancestor on the other side also noticed this place.

"Formation, the Sigh of Frost!"

Hundreds of elite demon hunters, mostly guardians of the Three Rings Holy Tower and a few of their followers, were among the lesser wizards who inevitably suffered some casualties in the battle between the True Spirit Sovereigns, as their life force was far inferior to that of higher life forms.

At this moment, these elite demon hunters formed a complex battle formation, and the effect was quite noticeable.

With the added suppression of the Three Rings Holy Tower's magic, and the combined efforts of Black Rope and the Mermaid King, the enormous maw of the newly emerged Formless Demon Ancestor suddenly closed, and with a grit of its teeth, its body visibly shriveled up.

"Huh? What kind of ability is this?"

Facing the Formless Demon Ancestor whose life force was rapidly waning, Grimm could vaguely sense that from an unknown space-time, another will was being enriched, which should be similar to the wizard's life box technique.

After frowning and pondering for a moment, more than a hundred elite demon hunters and two true spirit wizards stood side by side in front of Green, quietly waiting for Green's instructions.

"Ignore them for now. I will personally interrogate this specimen and then hand it over to the Winter Guardian of the Heart of the World. Blackso, go and deal with the followers of those two lurkers."

"yes!"

Blackrod, carrying the Nightmare Forge on his shoulder, turned and left.

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PS: One update today.

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