Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1897 Those I Have Not Seen

"First generation!"

"The Wizarding King!"

"tutor."

Holding the Staff of Truth and Balance, and wielding the supreme magic of the True Form of the Witch Ancestor, Grin still supports the Gate of Time and Space on the altar. The second Sky City is gradually advancing towards the Chaotic World.

On the steel and metal war platform, demon hunters thronged, accompanied by space fortresses, while slave monsters, metal robots, and mechanical puppets stretched as far as the eye could see.

"Mentor, leave the rest to us!"

The Thirteen-Ring True Spirit Wizard, Antoine Seymour, stood behind Green, looking at Green's slightly tired figure, and said in a low voice. Blackthorn, standing to the side, remained silent, his expression humble.

By forcibly propping up the gate of time and space with his true form, the Wizard Ancestor summoned two new-generation sky cities in succession. Even with the preparations and support from the Wizarding World, Grimm had indeed reached his limit. Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm's three-colored eyes glanced at the many True Spirit Wizards who had descended upon Chaos with their various supernatural powers. In an instant, the supreme majesty of the Wizard King permeated the air. The suppression of rules and ideologies made everyone feel as if time had frozen, and only a brief illusion of black and white intersecting in the world remained.

"This is a transit world connecting to Chaos, and it is also very likely a fantasy projection world of some level nine creature or even a high-dimensional creature. The absence of rules is its rule. Some insignificant creatures may grow into rulers in a short period of time, and it is not impossible for some rulers to suddenly die. I want you to control the interface between this world and the Chaos world within three hundred and fifty years, and wait for the arrival of the Void Fleet before attacking Chaos."

At this moment, there are eleven True Spirit Wizards listening to Green's instructions, plus one Sovereign, the Little Emperor of Quantum Light. Many more Sovereigns are still following Sky City on their journey through the void.

As he spoke, Green looked specifically at the True Spirit Wizard and instructed him, "Chaos is an illusion, and so are nightmares. I hope that the Nightmare Wizard can serve as a pioneer in promoting wizarding rules in the Chaos World and set an example."

Being specifically named by the Wizard King and entrusted with such an important task, the True Spirit Wizard felt extremely honored. The old witch chuckled in a low voice and said, "Rest assured, Wizard King, I will do my utmost and live up to your expectations."

After nodding, Green said in a low voice to Blackbeard behind him, "Provide more assistance to the True Spirit Wizard."

"Yes."

Hessault replied.

"Damn it!"

Little Eight, who was exploring the edge of the distant altar, cried out. It turned out that Little Eight had somehow run to the bottom of the altar. As a result, an invisible and intangible cunning ghost, which looked like a black lump of coal, grabbed one of its legs and pulled it into the crevice. Although the other cunning ghosts in the nearby crevice were afraid of the wizards' pressure, their greed and cunning had overcome their fear. They only wanted to devour this pitifully weak creature first.

puff……

After the invisible fire burned away these treacherous ghosts, Xiao Ba flashed and appeared on Green's shoulder. The True Spirit Wizards of the temporary meeting had already led the Demon Hunter Expeditionary Legion into the vast chaotic mist.

"Let's study the power of trajectory here and wait. The curse of the Primordial Dark Ancestor has worsened."

As Grimm spoke, the edge of a wizard's rune on the altar beneath his feet, used to activate the temporal summoning, was slowly disappearing.

"Huh? Okay!"

……

The vast, chaotic mist has completely engulfed the world of the Vatican.

From the chaotic apocalypse of the Spirit World, it's not hard to imagine the hardships the warriors of the Vanta World are currently enduring.

Although the Vanta world is far stronger than the former Spirit World, and the two are not even on the same level, its ability to withstand chaotic catastrophes is naturally much stronger. However, the chaotic power that the Vanta world is facing now is also incomparable to that of the former Spirit World.

In terms of the concentration of chaotic power, the Vanta world is now almost equivalent to the Chaos world. Influenced by the Sleepers, the two worlds have officially merged, and as time goes by, more and more chaotic creatures will emerge from the Chaos world.

one year later.

Click! Click! Click!

After several metal robots destroyed a hidden hideout of a martial arts sect, they captured a martial arts master.

In this world, after the invasion of the Skynet metal robot army, chaos and wizards ran rampant. Surviving in the world of Vanta is a test in itself.

With a "thud," the warrior's noble knees were still forced to the ground by the metal robot, and he fell to his knees in front of the scorpion-tailed wizard.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph, tell me, why do all the wizards who enter this chaotic spacetime die mysteriously? You've been hiding here for years, you must know the secrets of this place. What's the reason that even those chaotic creatures dare not approach this place?"

The warrior struggled a few times but couldn't break free. He could only glare at the wizard surrounded by more than a dozen incredibly powerful and ferocious monsters with murderous eyes and roared, "This is the place of the Immortal Execution Sword Tomb, a place where different dimensions overlap. We are the guardians of the Sword Tomb for generations, responsible for stopping anyone who tries to approach and preserving their lives."

With that, the martial arts master glared fiercely at the shadowy wizards nearby and roared, "And you, you are not human at all!"

"Hmph, it seems we've obtained a remarkable clue: the location of the Immortal Execution Sword Tomb? Perhaps we should report this to the Saintly Wizard of Porta and have them send people to occupy this place and construct the Light Spirit Fortress!"

……

Over the course of a year, guided by ancient wizarding texts and through observations of the habits of experimental specimens of the Kunmo Beast, Green finally made some progress in understanding the power of trajectory mentioned by the ancient wizards.

Now that the key clue to the power of trajectory has been found, the methods left by the Dark Ancestor of No Beginning on Grin naturally made progress.

"As expected, it still involves the power that constitutes the very essence of the endless world!"

Green was intently observing a golden rubber tree seed in his hand, watching it disappear bit by bit, starting from the outline of its shell. The simulated trajectory power he was applying was clearly affecting the process of the seed's outline disappearing.

"What power did the Dark Ancestor unleash?"

Xiao Ba asked, puzzled.

Green's tricolored eyes flashed, and after a moment's thought, he slowly said, "Within the endless world dimension, as perceived by materialists, the endless world dimension is absolutely vast and boundless. Whether it's the space of one world cluster after another, or the billions of years, it's an objective existence that we cannot fully explore. Therefore, we feel extremely insignificant. But if we stand from the idealistic perspective of the Chaos Slumberers, where nothing that is not seen by us does not exist, and view the endless world with eyes comparable to those of higher-dimensional beings, seeing the endless world dimension as a series of core spacetime nodes, where a series of cause-and-effect, random relationships between characters collide to generate information clues and stories, perhaps that would be more intuitive."

After giving a general explanation, Green emphasized, "The power of the Primordial Dark Ancestor is to make our story's nodes disappear, becoming part of our imagination, forgotten by those higher-dimensional beings, and turning us into something unseen by them. And their unseen existence is enough to make us beings in the dimensional gaps of an objective, imagined world!"

Little Eight was completely bewildered. With its intelligence and relatively simple thinking, it was likely that it would never understand what Green was saying in its lifetime.

"We'll have to persevere for several hundred more years; utilizing the power of trajectory will still take some time!"

(End of this chapter)