Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1878 The World of the Vatican

Chaotic World Cluster, Great World of the Tower of Brahma.

According to incomplete statistics, under the rule of the Mad Evil Martial Saint, more than 30% of the creatures on the land of the once prosperous and thriving Vatican Great World were wiped out. Hundreds of ancient kingdoms with a history of more than one era were destroyed. Nearly a hundred worlds of all sizes in the surrounding area suffered a mass extinction attack, and the number of living beings killed directly and indirectly is countless.

Objectively speaking, the extent of damage caused by the Dark Ruler of the Mad Martial Saint to the Great World of Vanta and the surrounding world has exceeded the sum of the two Chaos Storm crises!

It is precisely for this reason that even though the Mad Evil Martial Saint has been sealed away for thousands of years, the Vanta World is still a symbol of evil to the surrounding small and medium-sized worlds. The hatred for the Vanta World has never diminished with the passage of time; on the contrary, it has penetrated even deeper into the souls and marrow of the beings in these small and medium-sized worlds.

It is in this world, which is feared by creatures from beyond the realm, that a new vitality has been born due to the disappearance of the Mad Martial Saint.

"Cough cough cough..."

The Dragon Gate Enlightenment Cave suppressed the Mad Evil Martial Saint for seven thousand years, allowing him to meditate and comprehend the Dao for seven thousand years. The exact strength of the current Dragon Breath Venerable is unknown, and speculation from the outside world has never ceased. He is hailed as the pinnacle of martial arts after the Mad Evil Martial Saint, and countless powerful individuals have set their sights on him.

However, this sudden cough that broke the silence disrupted the Dragon Breath Venerable's aura, which had been completely integrated with nature, causing even the shadow of the wall to dissipate.

With a "squeak," a faint, insignificant dark gray aura wafted from the cracks in the stone wall, quickly merging into nature. Unless one observes with the most meticulous and persistent attention to detail, it would be completely undetectable.

"The Chaos Storm is about to begin again. I hope it won't cause too much chaos, otherwise, with this decaying physique, how many more eras could it suppress?"

Boom! Boom! Boom...

A faint tremor emanated from beneath the earth, but it was neutralized by countless layers of runes.

however!

Before the great cataclysm of the Chaos Storm has even arrived, another crisis has already struck the other side of the Vanta world.

"Ah, a monster!"

"Mommy, Mommy..."

As one after another, metal warships thousands of meters long appeared out of nowhere in the sky, thousands of them descended from the depths of the void into the world of Vanta.

As shadows fell, panic gripped the ground. The city's martial arts halls and academies dispatched their most elite martial artists to soar into the sky, attempting to make contact with these uninvited guests from afar.

The metal warship exudes a futuristic feel, with flowing lines and white light spots shining through its glass windows. The AT field shield is thick and solid, and searchlights flash one after another, creating a solemn atmosphere and the imminent threat of a massive army.

What's terrifying is that this is just the vanguard; who knows how many more Void Motherships lie deeper in the void!

"Which world do you come from? The Vanta World is no longer the world it was under the rule of the Mad Martial Saint thousands of years ago. We no longer have the ambition to wage war against other worlds. If the conflict is due to the past, the Vanta World is willing to negotiate on the basis of harmonious coexistence."

This is a martial arts grandmaster, one of the top life forms in a country. Although he is not qualified to represent the Holy Tower World, in this critical moment, it is necessary for some people to step forward to resolve the crisis. A martial arts grandmaster is barely qualified.

Stifling and oppressive!

Thousands of void motherships, shielded by AT field shields, blotted out the sky. Apart from the AT field shields flickering on and off, not a single one of them made any unusual movements. This perfectly synchronized scene made the powerful individuals who had temporarily gathered from the Vanta world feel extremely oppressed.

Only the Void Motherships that continue to descend upon the world of Vanta from the deeper depths of the void tell this world that this strange metal civilization is by no means benevolent!

Click, click, click, click, click!

Suddenly, some of the mechanical components of the mecha Void Mothership closest to the Martial Grandmaster changed. Under the watchful eyes of more and more martial arts masters flying into the sky from the ground, a series of dazzling lights gathered from all directions toward the Martial Grandmaster.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The beams of dazzling light seemed to have already engulfed the martial arts master.

However, amidst this dazzling barrage, the martial arts master carrying the long sword dodged all the attacks with a swift movement, seemingly prepared for such an attack and avoiding them in the most perfect way.

"War! Declare war!"

A martial arts master roared, and the pear blossom needles in his hand shot out in a dazzling array of colors, covering the sky and earth. They looked quite powerful, but when they landed on the thick AT field shield, they only caused large ripples.

Click, click, click, click, click...

However, as one after another, the Void Motherships in the sky began to rotate their AT field cannons and aim them at the city-states of an unknown small country on the ground, the expressions of many martial arts masters changed drastically.

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

Explosion shockwaves rose and fell, beams of light descended from the sky, melting and blasting deep trenches into the ground. Thousands of warships attacked simultaneously, shattering the earth in an instant. Countless low-level martial arts masters were also injured. The few survivors on the ground stared at this apocalyptic scene, stunned and speechless, some even shedding all their tears.

After that, the Void Motherships finally began to change.

The gray-white capsule-like devices were dropped from the sky. After crashing to the ground with a "thud," one after another, metal robots wielding weapons emerged from the capsules. Their crimson eyes were filled with nothing but the coldest data streams constantly updating. They marched in groups, moving in unison, attacking any creatures in the native world.

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

Soon, the second wave of AT field cannons from the Void Mothership descended, turning the already shattered land into a terrifying scene of apocalyptic hell. The smoke and flames of war easily shattered the inherited kingdom that had been established for thousands of years by the descendants of the Mad Martial Saint.

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Chaotic World Cluster, World of Death Ravens.

Crackle! Crackle! Crackle...

Amidst the interplay of lightning, the Wizard King Grimm stepped out of the vortex gate, his three eyes blinking as he gazed at the lifeless world, while his little cub on his shoulder looked on with anticipation.

Quack, quack, quack, quack...

A swarm of death crows blotted out the sky, and then, from the thick fog of death, tens of thousands of high-ranking slaves cried out as they were driven by the death crows to kneel and submit at the feet of the Grimm Gate, insignificant and lowly, at the mercy of the slaughter.

These wailing slaves come in all sorts of categories; it seems the Death Raven isn't picky.

The slaves looked up at the eerie and terrifying figure in the lightning-filled portal above them. Every cell in their bodies trembled with fear. The primal pressure from their very souls made them experience the crisis of life and death every moment. Blood rushed to their heads, and their lower bodies went limp and powerless.

"Caw caw caw caw! Welcome to the world of Death Raven, the great first Wizard King! The most sublime ceremony of the world of Death Raven will now take place: the Death Sacrifice!"

With a sharp, malevolent cry from the three-legged death raven, the bound and restrained slaves were instantly slaughtered.

It's a primitive, barbaric, and tasteless ritual.

Grimm was no longer bothered by the ants' antics and said in a low voice, "I've come here to find the World of Vanta. I only know the general coordinates. Do you know any specific information?"

"The World of the Vatican?"

Having returned from the front lines of the Dark World's demon-hunting expedition, this level-six peak creature, while somewhat renowned within the Chaos World Cluster, was still a mere puppet under Grimm's thumb. Hearing Grimm's question, it flapped its wings, signaling the grand welcoming party of death ravens to disperse, and said in a low voice, "That's a powerful world near the center of the Chaos World Cluster. A chaotic storm is about to erupt. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to explore there now?"

"There's nothing wrong with it."

Green's answer left the three-legged death crow speechless.

(End of this chapter)