Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1983 Abyss Battlefield (Part 8)

After a brief visit, the King of Thunder and the King of Destroyers, Mellonwyth, departed one after the other.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Before the mechanical friction noise of the Eternal Sky City had subsided, the second-generation Wizard King arrived at a mountain where giant ape slave monsters were kept. He seemed to be engaged in some unconscious thinking, his gaze deep as he looked at the group of robust ape creatures playing and frolicking in the forest. There were about several hundred of them, all captured before the Demon Hunter Expedition to be used for future war losses.

The Eternal Sky City is so vast that there are countless other slave groups raised in the same way.

Suddenly, a giant ape with long arms and white eyebrows, standing two meters tall, walked slowly towards them, its hands supporting it on the ground. The vicissitudes of time had made its skin look incredibly wrinkled and droopy without any elasticity. However, it was not afraid of the mysterious wizard in front of it, who had completely concealed his aura and was completely integrated with the laws of nature. It stopped a few meters in front of the wizard and slowly sat down.

"Moo moo moo, moo moo hum moo..."

The old giant ape pointed haphazardly and uttered a simple, strange tune, startling the second-generation Wizard King who was deep in thought. This tiny thing, which he could potentially be irradiated to death with a single breath, was actually approaching him on its own initiative.

The three-colored eyes, as deep as the starry sky, looked down at this inconspicuous little thing. The second-generation wizard king could see the awe that the low-intelligence primitive creature had for him from the other's gestures and mooing. Unfortunately, he could not even communicate with it by will. It was insignificant, humble, and wretched.

With a ripple of will, the second-generation Wizard King easily obtained information about this slave monster.

"Respected wizard, I feel that I am different from them. I want to see a wider world outside. Nothing can attract me except freedom."

The second Wizard King scoffed at the old ape-man's words.

As a representative of ancient wizards, the slaughter he inflicted was best described as mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Although he was not as famous as the Black Wizard King before, in terms of killing, he was in no way inferior to the Black Wizard King. The wizard's proposal to build a slave monster army was of original merit!

Now, a slave monster, a tiny creature only slightly luckier than a laboratory specimen, is actually expressing these things to me?

With a strange smile, the old ape continued to moo and gesture, trying to name its owner. It had probably done something similar to the shamans who had previously been in charge of herding the animals. These shamans, who had received modern education, had a more moderate worldview and hadn't done anything outrageous to this particular slave. But as the second-generation king of the ancient shamans...

Moo!

With a casual reach, he grabbed the old ape, which was compressed by the power of spacetime to fit his palm perfectly, like grabbing a hot dog from the universe. Then, the mouth under the mask of truth opened wide, revealing rows of mechanical fangs. With a "squeak, squeak, squeak" of fear and struggle, it was stuffed directly into his mouth and chewed incessantly. The sight of juices splashing everywhere in his mouth looked incredibly delicious.

A moment later, the old man stood up from the hill and slowly flew in another direction, muttering, "What's wrong with Antonio and Green, those two? What's wrong with the young wizards educated by the academy? These slave monsters are no longer afraid of wizards. Sigh..."

However, the second Wizard King, who was keen on restoring the glory of the ancient wizards, proclaiming the might of the wizarding world through war, and saving the wizarding world in this way, obviously had no intention of opening a wizarding academy and creating the third profound saying after "Give me endless knowledge, and I will use myself as the fulcrum to move endless worlds" and "The path of the Wizard King is diligence, and the boat of truth is endless hardship."

No one knew what happened on the hill, as if nothing had ever happened, and another peaceful day passed in the Eternal Sky City.

call out!

The Second Wizard King arrived at the core of the Eternal Sky City. A crystal coffin clone of Prometheus was studying the structure of the robot before him. The Second Wizard King glanced at it with his three-colored eyes beneath the Mask of Truth and said indifferently, "Is this an undercover agent who infiltrated from the Spring Ancestor World Group? It's too weak, far inferior to the Black Terminator."

They were both teacher and friend, and the two were already very familiar with each other, far more so than the relationship between Green and his three disciples, which was incomparable.

As Prometheus disassembled the specimen, he replied, "The various Spring Ancestors will likely seize this excellent opportunity. This thing is probably just one of them. If they weren't trying to infiltrate the Eternal Sky City, they wouldn't have been discovered so early. However, this little thing, though insignificantly weak, is man-made and constructed, powered by a mechanical vibration collection device. Some of the materials are also quite interesting. It seems the Spring Ancestor world group has come into contact with a rather interesting intelligent race."

In fact, there's no need for Prometheus to elaborate on these points. The second-generation Wizard King, wearing the Mask of Truth, had already seen through all of this. But as Prometheus said, while this little thing has its unique features, it has a huge flaw in its fundamental principles and is indeed insignificant compared to the Terminator's scientific knowledge system.

Showing no interest in the little creature, the Second Wizard King calmly stated, "After the Fool contacted the Demon Slayers, considering some information secretly passed down by the First Wizard King during his abdication, I think it's best not to be too cautious this Demon Hunting Expedition. This is because it's not what the rules represented by the Fourth Ring True Spirit Wizards and the Fool want to see!"

"These beings of destiny, well... or dimensional consciousness, if one day wizards face the choice of breaking through dimensional dimensions or traversing the void and infinite microscopic realms, they will be the first to be eliminated. Those higher-dimensional beings are likely influencing this place through them."

As he spoke of these mysterious dimensional matters, Prometheus acted as if he were breathing and eating, showing no abnormality whatsoever.

No one knew that the fourth-circle True Spirit Wizards who had been offered up by the True Spirits according to the rules of the Holy Tower Book had long been on the minds of Prometheus, who seemed ready to crush them at any moment. After all, these guys whom Prometheus called the Mustaches of Destiny were not particularly strong.

"There's also good news: the mission on the Six Star side is complete, and another page of destiny has been added to the Book of Destiny. Heh heh."

A sinister laugh slowly emerged from beneath the mask of truth as the Second Wizard King spoke: "Apart from the Black Wizard King, I've never seen anyone withstand two Pages of Destiny. Perhaps even the Black Wizard King's current state is due to the effects of those two Pages of Destiny from back then, only delayed compared to those other guys, but ultimately he couldn't escape this calamity. Hmph, now we have six pages. Although they're useless against those formless demon ancestors, what does voting power matter at this conference? After the Demon Hunting Expedition, the effects of these Pages of Destiny should be revealed. In the Endless World, strength ultimately determines everything! When the Demon Hunting Expedition succeeds, I, the Second Wizard King, will be able to perfectly abdicate and retire based on my achievements in the Demon Hunting Expedition."

A beautiful fantasy, a wonderful ending. The Second Wizarding King did not mention such achievements. In the future evaluation of the wizarding world's history, it is possible that he has surpassed the First Wizarding King. This is still unknown.

Prometheus knew his mentor very well and did not interrupt his mentor's beautiful fantasy.

"Very well, the voting power is ultimately just a facade. I don't believe that these voting powers can really determine the distribution of benefits after the Abyss Demons' defeat. In the end, strength will determine everything. However, mentor, don't forget that when we return to the ancient wizarding world, our real enemy is chaos, not the tribal council of this Abyss battlefield. The Page of Destiny is hard-won, so use it carefully and leave some reserves for the wizard kings to come."

The second-generation Wizard King said proudly, "Rest assured, I will carefully observe those enemies who are worthy of the Page of Destiny, and I will not waste them."

(End of this chapter)