Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1996 Abyss Battlefield (Twenty-One)

What is a war for ordinary rulers is like a game of chess for the Star Gods who have expanded the starry sky.

"Take my head off, the opponent has so many good pieces."

In chess, there is only winning and losing, not life and death.

As the supreme god among gods and one of the two supreme controllers of the Boundless God Alliance, the Starry Sky God played with a jet-black fingernail, which then condensed into a bean filled with abyssal demonic energy under astonishing spatial pressure.

The divine messenger beside him wrote in the book: "The unruly alien gods do not obey the commands of the great and supreme Star God. Their hearts are filled with greed, ambition, and desire, and they cannot feel the compassion in the heart of the great Star God. The evil abyss demons attempted to attack the Star God, but under the supreme divine power of the great Star God, it was nothing more than scratching an itch through a boot..."

On the chessboard, the Firestone world is the last bastion of lawful justice.

Even if the Firestone World loses, it will not harm the Starry Sky God, the chess player, in the slightest, all because of its special supreme divine power, the Starry Sky Domain!

"Take him down?"

After examining this arrogant Abyss Demon Ancestor's opposing pawn for a long time, the Starry Sky God finally shook his head, as if there were better options.

……

On the battlefield, the imminent war of close combat finally unfolded between the wizards and the Abyss Demon Ancestor!

Words like "arch-enemy" and "revenge" carry strong connotations and appear in the minds of every warring wizard. Even the True Spirit Wizards who set the rules seem to have turned these beliefs into faith and live by them. Unfortunately, the Abyss Demons, who are considered the targets of the wizards' revenge, are mostly ignorant of this unfamiliar civilization, except for a few who remember that history and know the details of the race in front of them. They don't even bother to consider it.

Because in the eyes of the Abyss Demons, everything except the Abyss is an enemy. Their ultimate enemy is the entire endless world. What does it matter if a wizard who was defeated by them survives?

"drink!"

The Infernal Furnace was hurled at us with all its might by Blackrod, and the storm that erupted in the void was like the sharpest wind blade!

Within the Abyss Summoning Gate opened by detonating the Soul Crystal Ball, a large number of low-level, formless ancient demons peered out, while countless abyssal dragons surged forth, their roars echoing and stirring up layers upon layers of abyssal demonic energy. Under the control of the will of the abyss, these abyssal dragons would never stop advancing because of any concept.

In contrast, a large number of low-level wizards also followed these true spirit wizards. Unfortunately, knowing the danger of this mission, these low-level wizards did not form a powerful force sufficient to directly confront the abyss's summons.

Boom!

The Demon Arm collided head-on with the Nightmare Furnace, unleashing a sonic boom in the void that sounded like a bronze bell.

The abyssal demonic energy and void power seemed to be instantly purified by this sonic boom, which was like a tsunami. The outermost abyssal demonic dragon was destroyed by the sound waves with "bang," "bang," "bang," "bang," and exploded to death. Only a cloud of blood mist mixed with abyssal demonic energy and the remains of the body were swept away by the storm.

At the same time, seemingly struck by a violent impact, the Abyss Demon Ancestor swiftly withdrew his fist, which had collided with the Nightmare Furnace, and one could vaguely see his entire hand trembling unnaturally at a high frequency.

"you!"

Without saying much, the Abyss Demon Ancestor suddenly vanished from the spot. It seemed that he had sensed a great threat from this True Spirit Wizard whom he had never met before, and he took the initiative to attack without holding back, just like he had dealt with the First True Spirit Wizard.

In contrast, Blackrod, who had reconnected to the Nightmare Furnace, saw the clearly visible fist mark on the furnace's body. His eyes suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints, and his face turned pale.

For Blacksol to damage this furnace to such an extent is unprecedented!

Fortunately, Blacksock is not like Abaddon, who, as the creator of the Forge, has become inseparable from it; otherwise, this attack would have been equivalent to hitting his true self.

Facing the unparalleled Demon Ancestor who launched an attack with the force of a mountain pressing down, Black So pondered his other countermeasures while the magma boiled and gurgled. He once again picked up the Infernal Furnace, ready to unleash its power, but suddenly, lightning crackled and popped before him. The one-star True Spirit Wizard, wielding the Staff of Thunder, had unleashed a completely new and different form of his Elemental True Body. Under incredibly high pressure, almost every hair on his body had undergone an energy transformation, becoming semi-transparent. This was the pinnacle of the ultimate spiritual physique that wizards pursued. Astonishing explosive waves of lightning rippled outwards in layers.

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

For lower beings, it was a fleeting moment; for the two overlord-level higher beings who were fighting, it was a series of confrontations that took place within the superconducting time. The one-star True Spirit Wizard, who was in a super-burst state, was actually engaged in an all-round confrontation with the famous Abyss Demon Ancestor.

Just then, the old witch, a true spirit wizard, silently stood beside Blackthorn, her eyes fixed on the two who were locked in a full-scale battle.

"As expected of the Abyss Demon Ancestor who has faced off against the Seventeen Rounds head-on, even the First Wizard King specifically instructed that, in terms of pure physical evolution, the true form of this Abyss Demon Ancestor is already comparable to the Black Wizard King."

Blacksock turned his head and saw that the True Spirit Wizard of One Circle was not injured at all, and did not even show the slightest weakness.

The old witch then looked at Blacksock, who was displaying remarkable composure, and seemed to see another will in his eyes.

"It's best to be careful of the powerful will from the Abyss summoning spacetime. A brief confrontation with them, even if you're outnumbered or outmatched, is fine. But if you're locked onto by the orbital cannon, the lever of fate can only save one person. So I'll have to fight them alone. That's my mission."

The old witch looked once more at the Extreme Abyss Magic Staff in her hand, the magic staff of the First Wizard King before he became famous, a magical artifact passed down along with the Wizard Ancestor Set. For many wizards who held the First Wizard King in almost mythical esteem, this held an indescribable sentiment.

"Is it alright? Although it is a passively evolved physique, it is by no means one of those fools who only know how to passively evolve. It is indeed quite troublesome. I don't know why the mentor made special arrangements for this Demon Ancestor."

The old witch shook her head and slowly said, "What the first Wizard King could see was something we couldn't reach. From the Grand Commander's words, I could vaguely sense that your mentor, the first Wizard King, this formless demon ancestor, held a very special position in the history of time, like a node in the world of space. Perhaps it was a similar metaphor. Who can truly understand his thoughts?"

"Ugh!"

Just then, the one-star True Spirit Wizard, who had been briefly pierced by the poisonous barbs of the Bone Tail of the Formless Demon Ancestor, groaned in pain and then separated.

"Um?"

However, it was the Formless Demon Ancestor who voiced his doubts, saying incredulously, "What exactly are you? I sense the power of the Abyss from the depths of your body!? Could it be... could it be a remnant left behind by those old beings in the wizarding world? Or perhaps an Abyss mutant created through your wizarding experiments?"

On the other side, a one-star True Spirit Wizard clutched his chest, his true form in disarray, writhing incessantly, as if something was about to burst out from within him.

This poisoned hook was no benevolent creature; its abyssal power, filled with a tyrannical aura, would have had unimaginable consequences had it pierced another True Spirit Wizard instead of himself.

"The task assigned from above is indeed incredibly challenging. Even a one-star True Spirit Wizard in this state cannot truly contend with it on all fronts. I wonder how many beings like it exist in the Abyss World, capable of single-handedly resisting the counterattacks of so many civilized worlds. It seems that it's not just wizards that have evolved over the years."

A massive six-pointed star magic circle gradually appeared beneath the feet of the One Circle True Spirit Wizard. One after another, tri-colored sprites flew out, and at the same time, a dark red whirlwind of hair formed a large circle outside the six-pointed star magic circle, creating a wonderful scene of a large circle containing a small circle. Such a modification to the six-pointed star magic circle had never appeared in the wizarding world before.

A completely different aura gradually emanated from the old witch's body.

"So, we're finally going to have to use that...?"

Seeing the True Spirit Wizard in this state, Black So muttered to himself, knowing the danger of this mission, and abandoned the idea of ​​confronting this Formless Demon Ancestor head-on. He turned to look at the other dimension where this Formless Demon was casting the Abyss Summoning.

(End of this chapter)