Wizard's Journey

Chapter 188 Amonro's Despair (Part 4)

Roar!

The raging giant roared furiously, gathering the power of nature, and waves of crimson flames burned on its black, fiery body, which was covered in lightning armor.

The enormous body, standing seven meters tall, wielded a massive elemental sword, slashing and hacking.

Boom! Boom!

Amidst the violent explosions and sparks, the charred, half-meter-long corpses of Amonro lay silently, and the black footprints of the Gluttonous Giant, still burning with faint flames, lingered long after they had passed.

Around the Flame Giant, besides hundreds of low-level Amonroes, there were also dozens of Golden Amonroes and Enigmatic Amonroes with the ability to fly, darting around and launching sneak attacks in an attempt to defeat this elemental behemoth.

In the sky.

Green emitted dazzling light and heat, and its violent flames spread out like a burning sun, frantically chasing and crushing the fluorescent green Amonro, as if it wanted to kill the Amonro with all its might.

As for the other glowing green Amonro and the even more powerful Enigma Amonro, Green chose to either dodge as much as possible or directly use his incredibly strong Wizard's Shield to withstand the attacks.

boom!

Under Green's relentless attack, the completely suppressed fluorescent green Amonro crashed to the ground with a "boom" into a low, strange, fleshy mushroom-shaped building. Green continued his relentless pursuit, with numerous spikes sprouting from one end of his magic wand, resembling a small spiked club.

call out!call out!

The enigmatic Amonro with crimson eyes and another glowing green creature followed closely behind, also rushing into the ruins.

The world was pitch black, but vision wasn't Green's only sensory system. With the combined senses of his nose and ultrasonic positioning magic, Green, whose expression was already somewhat ferocious, pushed off the ground and accelerated with a "thump," leaving a footprint in the spot.

His body blurred into a blur, and a low howl, like that of a primal beast, naturally escaped from deep within Green's throat. The magic staff in his hand, which also served as a weapon, slammed fiercely into the fluorescent green Amonro, who had been relentlessly pursuing him and was already badly injured.

The fluorescent green Amonro's eyes, personified, revealed a hint of despair, and a last wisp of faint fluorescent green energy emanated from its body.

Beneath the greyish-white Mask of Truth, adorned with enormous spiral patterns, Grimm's eyes shone with unwavering resolve. Even as the powerful Amonroes howled and roared desperately to his aid from both sides, he didn't hesitate at all, letting out a low growl: "Die!"

boom!

The battle-form magic staff, burning with inextinguishable flames, broke through the mysterious glowing green energy cluster and slammed into the body of the Amonro. Although the elemental energy attribute of the inextinguishable flames did not cause much damage to the highly resistant glowing green Amonro, the combined damage from Grin's super strength and repulsive force sent the glowing green Amonro flying out of the building ruins like a cannonball.

Green felt a sense of relief; he had finally managed to inflict substantial damage on Amonro, a creature with exceptional resistance to various energy types and remarkable physical defense.

Boom! Boom!

The two Amonroes that came to his rescue attacked one after another. Green let out a muffled groan and flew more than ten meters away. A long tail pierced through the wizard's shield and slashed Green's abdomen, leaving a shocking wound.

Roar……

The powerful enigma Amonro with its crimson eyes has completely gone mad, its speed and strength greatly increased. This is an innate power of the Amonro race, but only a few elites can develop and utilize it, which is consistent with the information Grimm obtained after dissecting the Amonro specimen in the Space Fortress Plaza.

"Hmm? This is mysterious energy? It can even erode the physical body?"

Under the effects of the Transformation Technique, the two ends of the wound on Green's abdomen seemed to be intertwined like tentacles, but a small ball of gray energy stubbornly adhered to both sides of the wound, preventing Green's Transformation Technique from healing.

Bang!

As if struck by a shield, Grimm lost his balance and was sent flying backward again. His wizard shield dimmed for a moment before being restored to its original state thanks to the frantic replenishment of magic.

This is another attack from the fluorescent green Amonro.

Grimm gritted his teeth, enduring the discomfort caused by the internal injuries, and staggered as he turned his head. A golden pupil appeared on the face of truth, gazing at the enigmatic Amonro who was about to attack Grimm.

A blur of motion, the powerful and enigmatic Amonro easily evaded Grimm's golden gaze, and taking advantage of the moment, the fluorescent green Amonro on Grimm's back attacked again.

Damn!

Overwhelmed by the successive attacks from two powerful Amonroes, Grimm cursed under his breath and decided to dodge and devise another strategy. He then unleashed his full magical power, sending a rolling wave of fire in all directions. The approaching fluorescent green Amonro and the enigmatic Amonro were slightly hindered. Grimm pushed off the ground with both feet, and with the aid of repulsive force, his body transformed into a blur as he shot into the sky.

boom……

An unknown, fleshy, mushroom-shaped building on the ground exploded with a deafening roar, sending billowing flames flying. A blurry figure emerged from the flames, and several spaces distorted before Green appeared hundreds of meters in the air.

Huff, huff.

Slightly out of breath, Green sensed the still-sufficient magic reserves in his demon hunter armor, and then glanced at the other dark wizard chapters in the distance, who had gradually begun to kill half of the extremely troublesome fluorescent green Amonroes using body information curses. His gaze sharpened.

Ok?

So, they used curse magic to deal with it?

Inspired by those older dark wizards, Little Eight made a grand entrance with a twist on Grimm's shoulder. Its shimmering feathers held a nut in its mouth, and it exclaimed in surprise, "You won the battle?...Wow! You scared the hell out of me! Damn it, you ambushed me! Grimm, attack! Kill this bastard!"

boom!

A ball of flame engulfed the low-level Amonro that had launched the sneak attack, but the Amonro turned around and fled as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring the exaggerated damage that Grimm's fire magic had inflicted under the blessing of his fiery body.

Slightly taken aback.

This……

They unexpectedly encountered a golden Amonro with a fiery, glazed physique, which would have made it a good experimental specimen. However, Green was in no mood to care about it at the moment.

Grimm glared fiercely at the myna bird on his shoulder, then, beneath his greyish-white mask of truth, coldly snorted, "What did you just say?"

Every word he uttered sounded like he wanted to stew and eat that foul-mouthed bird.

"What I just did? Uh... Hahaha, hahahaha, what else can I say? I was saying that, of course, Young Master Grin, on this smoke-filled alien battlefield, your majestic figure stood tall in the air, and countless weak creatures trembled before your majesty. Hahahaha, your great will descended upon this world, and every word you uttered became the rule of this world. No creature dared to disobey your will..."

Do words become rules?

The myna bird's blatant flattery made Green momentarily dazed, but he quickly snapped back to reality, lightly flicking the little guy's head with one hand, humming before saying seriously, "There are two troublesome guys down there now. I'll try to get their physical information in a bit, and then, using your curse ability and my magic as fuel, we'll work together to take them down."

In most of the worlds that witchers conquer, native creatures have very little resistance to curse magic, which is one of the reasons why curse magic is a must-learn spell for every witcher.

The history of curses and witchcraft in the Wizarding World seems to date back to the First Civilization War.

Since then, the wizarding world has established curse magic based on the "Armino parasite".

Ga?

The myna bird slowly turned its head, a mischievous glint of disbelief in its eyes, and excitedly asked, "Are you...are you sure you want to do this?"

Green frowned, puzzled. "Judging from your previous knowledge of curses, your insights were already quite advanced. It shouldn't pose any problem for those two creatures. Besides, you said that the curse was created for that great being, therefore requiring a wizard with sufficient magic power to work with you. Am I not meeting any of those conditions?"

No! No! No!

Eighth Master excitedly flew to Green's other shoulder, his eyes gleaming with excitement as if he had been injected with stimulants. His wings kept flapping in front of Green's Mask of Truth. After confirming that Green hadn't gone mad, he stammered, "Yes, yes, yes! That's right, I said that before."

"Hmm? Then why are you...?"

"Waaaaaah..." Before Green could finish his question, the myna bird burst into laughter.

The myna bird exclaimed excitedly, "This witchcraft is a magnificent and unique spell I created with seven thousand years of sweat and wisdom! It's a super curse spell specifically designed for that old bastard, how could there be a problem? According to the knowledge and theory of the curse spell system, with my cooperation in casting this curse spell, absolutely no creature below level three will be able to escape its doom. Hehe, but that old bastard never used it even once before he died. Young Master Grin, are you sure you want to use it?"

Never used it?

Green was taken aback. He hadn't heard the myna bird mention this before, and from what the myna bird said, even a level two wizarding creature could be cursed to death. He cautiously asked, "What difficulties did the wizards encounter when casting this curse spell?"

Eighth Master grinned wickedly with immense excitement, shouting, "Absolutely no difficulty whatsoever! Even a newly arrived wizarding apprentice who has just acquired magical power can easily cooperate to cast the spell once they have the recipient's physical information! However, wahahahaha..."

Green couldn't stand the myna's smugness any longer. He glanced at the two powerful Amonro beasts, unharmed amidst the flames on the ground, and sneered, "What do you need me to do? Just say it!"

"Gah gah gah! Young master, all you need to do is provide me with magical fuel while chanting the incantation, and I will be able to communicate with mystical power and cast this 'Inverted Curse Spell.' Cough cough cough, alright, here is the incantation I created to activate this mystical power: Great Eighth Master, your loyal servant is willing to offer up his magical power and begs you to unleash your might, to guide me with your noble will... Ah! Young Master Grin, no..."

Enraged, Green grabbed the myna bird by the head and threw it into the dimensional rift.

That bastard!

It's hard to imagine how that great being from ancient times managed to take this guy as a soul servant and endure it.

wheeeeeeeeeeeee...

Green was quite annoyed by the bizarre spell that this myna bird had specially designed, drawing on seven thousand years of wisdom. No wonder that great being had never used this spell.

(End of this chapter)