Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1883 The Lotus of All Evil

The situation had escalated to such a point that it was no longer something anyone could easily stop, and Xiao Ba's shouts naturally went unnoticed by the people in the melee.

"Gah!"

In the chaos and strife, an attack beam from a liquid metal Terminator grazed past Xiao Ba. Xiao Ba let out a scream and nimbly dodged the attack. No one paid any attention to this little guy who had suddenly barged into the battlefield.

"Damn it! You son of a bitch..."

With a few flaps of its wings, Little Eight flew away without a trace.

Green did not descend, seemingly because of the matter of the Sixth Ring True Spirit Wizard, Green was still quietly observing in the void.

Looking across the endless world, this kind of unprepared and random chaotic battle is undoubtedly one of the most dangerous battles besides the war of civilizations. It is full of uncertainty, and you never know what kind of terrifying opponent you will face.

But just like gamblers at the table, everyone bets their own stakes. Leaving the table means losing. Everyone can only keep increasing their bets, believing that they will be the final winner, taking all the winnings and making a fortune.

Thus, aside from the already fierce battle between the Vatti Quantum Light and the Skynet Destroyer, the Mad Evil Martial Saint and the Dragon Breath Venerable had already set up a standoff.

"Hmph, you brat Dragon Breath, you dare to challenge me?"

The black longsword in the hands of the Mad Martial Saint emitted clear ringing sounds, as if it were shouting with joy.

The Mad Martial Saint extended his purplish-black tongue and gently licked the edge of the black sword, as if embracing his lover. The lower eyelid of his smaller right eye twitched rapidly, and his mad and possessed appearance revealed a strange tenderness.

"If you were once the martial saint and a titan of this world, I would naturally not dare to face you, and would even sit here and listen to your teachings. But now you are nothing more than a mad and evil martial saint controlled by that foreign Immortal-Slaying Demon Sword, a mere puppet. You are no longer the martial arts master that everyone once revered. Since ancient times, good and evil have been irreconcilable. Why should I not dare to face you!"

The Dragon Breath Venerable exuded righteousness, suggesting that this mad and evil martial saint had quite a story to tell.

The strange black sword in the hands of the Mad Martial Saint was understated and unadorned, clearly no ordinary object, yet its level remained unknown. However, judging from its appearance and brilliance, it seemed to be an infinitely longer version of the black light longsword in the hands of Senior Sister Youquan of Green, or perhaps it was the source of the unique immortal realm cultivation technique that the million evil spirits of the Sinful Cloud Pot had told Youquan Great World about!

"Martial arts grandmaster? Hmph, the path of martial arts is endless. Everyone knows this, but how many truly understand it? Since obtaining this Immortal Execution Sword, I have seen another world, the vast and boundless other shore of martial arts. You in the mortal world will never understand the height I stand at. You will only be sharp-tongued, whining, and using underhanded tricks and unorthodox methods from below."

A wicked smile crept across his lips, and his figure swayed as if drunk, yet he maintained a strange balance amidst the chaotic currents of Skynet's mechanical terminators, martial artists, and chaotic demons. He was ready to strike at any moment, yet also ready to defend at any time, demonstrating a new level of balanced offense and defense. Compared to the Dragon Breath Venerable's ability to remain still and fully prepared, he had indeed reached a new level!

"I will show you the true level of martial arts!"

On the other side, a torrential downpour and roaring clouds hung above the Dragon Breath Venerable's head, and the Ancestor of All Evil Springs had already descended.

The black lotus was no longer an illusion. The lotus bloomed, and wisps of black smoke rose into the air. But this was not the end. On the rules of the World Garment, a spacetime rift appeared from nothing, forming a circle. Spring water mixed with strange fish flowed out and poured over the roaring clouds.

These strange fish have heads at both ends, but they are not ordinary fish heads; instead, they are the faces of wild beasts made of flesh and blood.

The two-headed monster fish has two sides. One side has a kind and benevolent look, but it is full of hypocrisy and is a portrayal of a treacherous villain, a hypocrite with a righteous and righteous face. The other side is utterly and undisguised evil, a violent hatred of everything, and an endless desire to put its own desires above those of others.

"Hehehe..."

A strange laugh came from the misty, chaotic clouds. A clown with a red nose appeared, holding a knife and fork, as if he were about to enjoy a human flesh feast. The tricycle beneath him made a creaking, screeching sound.

The heavily made-up, red-nosed clown possessed some strange ability; his eerie laughter caused moldy, rotten eggs, bright green torches, and spring shoes with exposed toes to appear all around him.

Before a liquid metal Terminator could even get close, a spring-loaded shoe with an exposed toe slid past nearby, and with a "bang," billions of drops of liquid metal splashed out.

The evil ancestor, a two-faced monster fish, was hit by a clown's rotten egg. With a "plop," it immediately rotted and, after struggling for a few moments, became a fishbone.

Another two-faced fish was hit by the clown's torch, and with a "whoosh," the dark green flames engulfed the strange fish, burning it to ashes in the blink of an eye.

After the tricycle clown killed several of the two-faced fish that leaped from the Fountain of Evil, it seemed to have aroused the hatred of the fountain, which suddenly surged up with a huge wave that submerged them.

The clown, submerged in the Fountain of Evil, was visibly festering. He desperately pedaled his tricycle, but couldn't escape its reach. Then, countless two-faced monsters swarmed in and devoured the tricycle in the blink of an eye, leaving only an empty tricycle. Only then did the swarm of two-faced monsters slowly disperse.

Other chaotic monsters similar to the Red Pen Clown are countless and increasing in number, all of which were directly attracted from the chaotic world by the Chaos Sleepers!

However, as soon as these chaotic creatures summoned by the Chaos Slumber approached the Ancestor of All Evil, they were completely devoured by the rules of the Ancestor of All Evil.

The appearance of the Evil Spring Ancestor inadvertently eroded a large area of ​​chaotic creatures in the vicinity, squeezing out a patch of clear sky in this chaotic and demonic world. The Two-Faced Monster Fish is making every effort to expand out of the Vanta World, which is full of chaotic monsters.

From a macro perspective, this is a battle of rules between the Chaos Sleepers and the Ancestor of All Evil!

"Are these all your enemies? That's interesting. It truly is a vast and vibrant world. It was worth the cost of opening this time tunnel, hahaha!"

The unrestrained laughter of the Evil Spring Ancestor came not only from the strongest clone summoned above the head of the Dragon Breath Venerable, but also from the spring that leaked through the World Garment.

This scene caused the Dragon Breath Venerable, who had summoned the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Evils, to slightly change his expression, staring at the loopholes in the rules of the World Garment with surprise and uncertainty.

What emanated from within was not some avatar of the Spring Ancestor, but the true will of the ruler, the aura of the eternal soul of an eighth-level being!

"you!?"

Although Venerable Dragon Breath did not say it aloud, the question it conveyed was self-evident.

"Hahahaha, idiot! You think you can summon me with just one era of your own? As the ruler, the core trump card of the world's will, your will has already replaced part of the world's central will. One era represents one era of time in this world, and if you want to absorb the nourishment of this world's rules to nurture the complete Lotus of All Evil, one era is enough!"

The Ancestor of All Evils seemed to have extreme confidence in his own strength, uttering the taunts of a victor.

Meanwhile, the strongest clone that had already descended into the world of the Vatican was gathered into a ten-thousand-meter-tall water elemental monster amidst the surging winds and clouds, and the Lotus of All Evil slowly bloomed.

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