Wizard's Journey

Chapter 193 Amonro's Despair (Part 9)

puff!

A cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded seventy or eighty meters away from Green. Beneath the Mask of Truth, Green's eyes were bloodshot, and his forehead and nose were covered with cold sweat. A mass of energy, composed entirely of higher-level energy, squeezed and squeezed through space.

At that moment, Green felt an overwhelming sense of impending doom, as if he were facing a falling meteorite.

Under the instinctive sense of a formal wizard mobilizing the power of nature, Green felt that a huge, spherical, black "blank area" had appeared in the vast world. The closer he got to this blank area, the more ridiculous Green's ability to mobilize the power of nature became, as if the power of nature in the entire space had changed from a liquid that could be manipulated to a solid.

This spherical black "blank area" is a hundred meters in diameter, and compared to Green's body, which is less than two meters tall, it is a colossal object attempting to pull the surrounding free-floating natural forces.

In other words, as long as this level four creature gets within fifty meters of Grimm, Grimm will completely lose even the basic ability to manipulate the power of nature, and can only fight with his own magic like an enhanced wizard apprentice. Although... whether or not he has the ability to control the power of nature has absolutely no effect on the outcome of the battle between the two creatures.

"No!"

Looking up at the crushing energy mass, Green roared out his primal instincts, for death was imminent.

All this energy mass needs to do is travel to Green's side and sweep over him lightly, and Green will turn into a blood mist with a "poof" sound, just like those wizards before him, without any chance to resist.

At this moment, Green felt his mind was exceptionally clear, and his adrenaline was frantically secreting highly toxic hormones that stimulated his body. Every muscle and every cell in his body seemed to have become a living entity with independent thinking ability, and at the same time, they sensed the life-or-death threat posed by Green, the vessel of this living world, and they all awakened, struggling and roaring.

Time slowed down at this moment.

As if under the influence of the Green Alienation Technique, this area of ​​cellular memory damage, which is a crack in the life code deep within the cell, suddenly gave rise to some unique and profound information due to its incompleteness. This is primitive evolutionary information that was forgotten in the ancient genetic inheritance of the cell as the population evolved in different directions.

According to the wizard's life science research, all sexually reproducing genetic life in the endless world must have had a creature in their race that achieved a leapfrog breakthrough in evolutionary history at some point in the time of their ancient common ancestor, becoming a level seven life form!

Level 7 life is the highest level of life evolution, a level that lower life forms cannot comprehend. It is the ultimate life form capable of traversing endless void and roaming endless worlds.

According to wizard research, humans, who are naturally so weak, must have had an ancestor who passively evolved their physical body to the level of a seventh-level creature at some point in ancient times. This allowed those body-refining wizards who pursued breakthroughs in their wild nature to continuously break through their limits and enhance their physical evolution on their path of growth.

At this moment, relying on certain changes in his life code, Green unconsciously broke through the first level of his wild instincts in a critical situation. This was a special ability that could only be obtained by focusing on wild body tempering.

For Green, this was a whole new world.

Green felt every cell in his body cheering with joy. A survival instinct from the time of life's evolution was constantly strengthening. Threatening passive consciousnesses kept reminding him to release, and his physical arrangement was also undergoing self-adjustment, optimizing and transforming the cumbersome physical tissues that humans had become due to different evolutionary paths.

Beneath his skin was originally a black armor layer that passively evolved to resist elemental energy damage. This was a superior 'mutation' that Grimm developed after his self-evolution, setting him apart from ordinary humans.

However, at this moment, Green felt his body's cells cheering and starting to optimize the black armor layer on their own. In Green's indescribable feeling of his bones being slightly itchy and painful, like a teenager growing up, he let out a long groan of pain. With a 'squeak', one after another, black scales the size of silver coins suddenly emerged from under his skin, arranged neatly, including on Green's face under the Mask of Truth.

The black scales gleamed with a cold, eerie light, seemingly possessing astonishing defensive capabilities.

For Green, the breakthrough of the first level of wild instinct was a leap forward in the essence of his life potential. In his will, Green's survival instinct seemed to be greatly enhanced, and the premonition of life-threatening crisis conveyed different signals from every cell in his body.

At this moment, before he could even rejoice in the breakthrough beyond his life potential, a sense of life-or-death crisis, shrouded in the shadow of a nightmare, howled from every cell in his body. In the Eye of the Grimm's Darkness, a high-level creature enveloped in a layer of black and gray energy was only seven or eight meters away from him, slowly moving towards him. His will was filled with such fear that he wanted to escape, but his body was powerless to do anything.

"Move! Run! Move! Move your body!"

Fear gripped Green's entire body. He screamed inwardly, but his body remained completely still. In fact, Green's movements were negligible compared to the speed of the advanced life form attacking him.

Even though Green struggled and roared desperately in his mind, urging his body forward, compared to the speed of the advanced creature's attack, Green could only barely manage a backward lean when the creature was already three meters in front of him, trying to prolong his struggle.

In rational thought, Green's action was merely a matter of dying a moment earlier or a moment later. However, the instinct for survival never rationally analyzes this difference; it only strives to survive, even if it's just for a moment longer.

In his field of vision, a massive, high-level energy cluster that blotted out the sun swept toward Green. The obese Amonro within the dark gray energy cluster was so bloated and bloated, like a nobleman lounging on a sofa. He didn't even glance at Green. Killing Green was as easy for this creature as instinctively swatting a buzzing fly.

Looking at this situation from the opposite perspective, it's very similar to how Green unintentionally killed too many low-level Amonroes along the way.

In the midst of the fear of death, at this moment, Green suddenly gained some understanding of time regarding the suppression of life levels.

Wizards measure time in centuries, yet they divide a single second into multiple parts for experimentation and recording. This is something unimaginable for wizard apprentices at their low level of existence, but it has become an instinct for wizards.

The difference in the level of life itself is already a manifestation of this.

At this moment, at a higher level of life beyond the formal wizarding level, just like how wizards view their apprentices, Green couldn't even imagine what that level of life would be like.

has it ended?

This is a dark, mysterious energy, which indeed possesses some kind of spatial attraction. It seems that because this mysterious energy is far superior to the surrounding natural energy level, the surrounding natural forces have all begun to unconsciously scatter and distort, thus forming a black 'blank area' in Green's field of vision of sensing natural forces.

The dark, mysterious energy was still a meter away from Grimm when, after a slight distortion, the wizard's shield on Grimm's body ripped open with a 'rip'. The black scales on his skin, which had just begun to grow from his wild instincts, seemed to be subjected to some kind of irresistible burning, wrinkling and twisting. The tight air pressure around him felt as if it were squeezing Grimm into a ball of flesh, and every bone in his body creaked as he struggled against the external pressure.

Uh...

Blood trickled from the corner of Green's mouth, his expression one of utter despair.

Distorting space and blinking might be a powerful way to survive for low-level wizard apprentices, but for a formal wizard, there is actually a pause in the spatial distortion before it occurs. During this time, the caster is simply a sitting duck in the folded and intertwined space.

Just now, the distorted space around Green was smoothed out by an external force, trapping Green in place.

In the final moments of despair in his eyes, a bitter smile appeared on the lips of Green, who was bleeding profusely. This was the breakthrough in battle that the wild instinct body-refining wizard had been desperately praying for.

But now, even if I break through unconsciously, what good will it do?

It's still a dead end.

His body was squeezed so tightly it was almost deformed. Before the dark gray, mysterious energy could even touch Green's body, his body was about to be torn apart by the immense force of the surrounding space, as if it were about to be twisted into a pretzel.

At this point, the air compression attack alone would likely exceed 1,500 degrees Celsius.

Such a detailed description of mental states would probably take less than a tenth of a second for lower-level beings, but for higher-level beings, that amount of time is enough for many things to happen.

In that life-or-death moment, just as Green, twisted into a ball, was about to be pulverized into a bloody mist by these dark gray, mysterious energies like the wizards before him, a precise spatial coordinate suddenly appeared in his soul. His eyes snapped open, and with an overwhelming desire to survive, Green unleashed all the magic within him, causing his body to vanish into thin air.

A blur, and Green appeared in another space.

A brightly colored myna bird, with its red and green plumage, was standing atop a five-meter-long, crocodile-like monster. Beside it, a strange male dark wizard was arguing quietly with the myna bird. Green's appearance drew the attention of both the man and the bird.

"Grimmon, appear! Grimmon Great Summoning Technique! Wahahahaha, it's here! Kid, you saw it? This is my Great Sacred Summoning Technique, how about it...?"

Before Eighth Master could finish his joking words, Green, whose eyes were bloodshot beneath the mask of truth, was about to say something to suppress his emotions when his expression suddenly changed and he turned his head.

Upon closer inspection, a dark gray shadow was tightly wrapped around his waist.

A piercing sound like crystal rubbing filled the space. The shadowy tentacle, which had been teleported from the space by Green's long-distance positioning, was stretched and flattened, and the space returned to normal, turning into an infinitely long black strip, like a stretched rubber band.

Do not……

With a "whoosh," Grimm transformed into a blur and flew back at incredible speed.

This was a shadowy, enigmatic energy that had traveled through the previous space, but along the extended three-dimensional world's material space rules, it pulled Green back. The speed was so fast that Green felt as if his body was about to be completely cut in two by the magical air pressure.

(End of this chapter)