Wizard's Journey

Chapter 2020 Abyss Battlefield (Forty-Five)

However, what Silvana found embarrassing, this abyssal demon felt no embarrassment at all, but instead regarded it as a great honor!

In the Abyss World, there are only a handful of demons who can awaken the True Demon Body, and those demon ancestors who can awaken such supreme and profound Abyss Secret Techniques all hold extraordinary positions within their races, and he is one of them.

Click! Click! Click! Click...

As a metal sphere opened from the mouth of the Abyss Demon, an astonishing scene unfolded. The part of the Formless Demon Ancestor that had not yet completed its True Demon Body was covered with soft, performing demonic creatures, seemingly some kind of parasite. These creatures had leech-like bodies and were coiling up mechanical syringes. These parasites were injecting something similar to a stimulant into the other half of the Formless Demon Ancestor's body.

"Be careful, its body cells have been greatly enhanced, and I can feel the spacetime distortion caused by the arrival of supermassive mass."

After giving a brief instruction, the wandering dandelion disappeared; direct combat was not her mission.

On the other side, the old witch was embarrassed, but seeing the intensity of the battle, although she knew that delaying was the safest way, in such a rapidly changing battlefield, behind her was the Eternal Sky City, which had not yet entered full combat mode. If she retreated, who would stop such a powerful enemy who was evenly matched with her?

Therefore, the old witch had to resort to some unconventional methods!

Accompanied by mysterious and difficult sorcery incantations, the old witch's true form within the elemental body cut her finger and used her own life medium information to draw countless obscure runes, empowering the elemental body. Then, the elemental body waved its magic wand, and a bolt of lightning flashed by, unleashing an ultimate sorcery exceeding tens of millions of degrees!

"Evil! E ...

The Formless Demon Ancestor, having completed his True Demon Body, seemed to have shrunk in size and become more agile. Every inch of his skin and every cell seemed to be brimming with explosive power. He engaged in a fierce battle with the First Ring True Spirit Wizard. The battle between the two easily tore apart the low-level creature battlefields along their path, but compared to the vast and boundless void battlefield as a whole, it was still just a drop in the ocean. It was just bad luck for those small creatures that were caught in the crossfire.

And this is precisely the war fluctuation that the World Tree has detected.

hum!

As a seven-colored radiance of spacetime suddenly appeared near the battlefield between the first-ring True Spirit Wizard, the old witch, and the Abyss Demon Ancestor, the Abyss Demon Ancestor's arrogance and tyranny immediately subsided upon seeing the kind old woman from the World Tree holding the Lever of Destiny. Its fighting instincts had already sensed the unprecedented and terrifying pressure exerted on it by the creature before it!

What kind of terrifying monster is this?!

I'm afraid that even compared to the three great Abyss progenitors... they're only a hair's breadth away!

Although the endless world is full of endless creatures, the number of such terrifying life forms is definitely not too many, and they have extremely harsh evolutionary conditions and various constraints. Otherwise, the three Abyss Ancestors would not have been hiding at the bottom of the abyss for so many years.

Immediately, the Formless Demon Ancestor retreated, and the old witch with the first ring, who had been suppressed step by step, finally got a breather and also retreated.

"I'll do it..."

The World Tree had barely begun to speak when suddenly, she turned to look at the other side, holding the Destiny Lever magic staff. There, she saw a blade that seemed to slice through space and time as if cutting through a piece of paper, with only the tip of the blade visible. With a fierce slash, a crack hundreds of thousands of meters long was cut open by this pure black blade.

Countless abyssal demons surged forth. A single-horned abyssal demon ancestor ripped open a crack with one hand. Compared to the crack, the abyssal demons were nothing more than tiny black dots. As the crack expanded, they poured out dozens of times more, forming a dense, dark mass that almost instantly engulfed the wizard legion on the nearby battlefield. The elemental lights representing the wizards rapidly extinguished.

The World Tree gazed at the Formless Demon Ancestor on the other side of the rift, paused mid-sentence, and said, "You should continue."

"Blade Demon Ancestor, Boundless Blade!"

The Formless Demon Ancestor, who was suppressed by the World Tree's aura, took a deep breath after seeing the Blade Demon Ancestor's support. He looked at the World Tree again, knowing how terrifying the creature in front of him was. Even the Blade Demon Ancestor, who wielded the Boundless Blade, had no chance of winning. At most, he could only hold out and delay the inevitable!

Thus, the Formless Demon Ancestor no longer hesitated. He actually plunged one hand into the gaping maw of his own chest, and with his blood-stained arm, he took out a black talisman. After rolling it with his index finger, it burned away with a "whoosh," showing both reluctance and determination.

"Projection Summoning Technique of the One-Eyed Primordial Ancestor!"

With a roar from the Formless Demon Ancestor, accompanied by a shrill cry of "Evil evil evil evil evil," he said in a low voice, "With my power, plus a projection from the One-Eyed Primordial Ancestor, you are far beyond my ability to withstand! After dealing with you, I will deal with her!"

The tree she was referring to was undoubtedly the World Tree.

The Blade Demon Ancestor, wielding the Boundless Blade on the other side of the rift, clearly had not expected that the powerful enemy he had followed through the spacetime fluctuations would be so terrifying. For a moment, he remained stuck on the other side of spacetime and did not cross over. However, after seeing the projection of the One-Eyed Primordial Ancestor being summoned and descending on this side, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step into the battlefield.

Wielding the sacred artifact of the Boundless Blade, the Blade Demon Ancestor joins the battlefield!

With the power of two extraordinary demon ancestors, plus the Boundless Blade and a wisp of consciousness projection from the One-Eyed Primordial Ancestor, there is no doubt that they have a chance. In particular, the Primordial Ancestor's extraordinary power, even if it is just a wisp of mysterious power projection, being summoned by a demon ancestor of this level, is something that no ordinary ruler can contend with!

Uh?

The old witch, a True Spirit of the First Ring, gazed at the phantom of the Abyss Ancestor, slowly materializing from demonic energy behind the Formless Demon Ancestor she was fighting against. An ominous and terrifying aura emanated from it, yet the old witch showed no fear or unease. Instead, she displayed utter astonishment, her expression almost expressionless, and murmured in a low voice only she could hear, "They...they actually prepared such methods!?"

It seemed like a relief, but also an expectation. With a fluctuation in spacetime, six holy mark wizards suddenly appeared beside the old witch. In addition to Xiao Lian and Nie Yun, who were on good terms with her, Anna, the mystery of the moon shadow, who had just completed a demon-hunting mission in the world of lightning-struck wood, was also among them!

"Hehehehehe, how interesting! I didn't expect our ultimate methods to be so similar. But since we both descend as projections, I wonder how this progenitor of the demon race compares in power to the first Wizard King!"

The six Stigmata Wizards were prepared for this. The moment they were summoned by the First Ring True Spirit Wizard, they initiated a strange summoning ritual. This was a secret magic left behind by the First Wizard King. The First Wizard King himself transformed into mysterious power, and the magic summoned projections of different strengths according to the degree of residual aura of the Wizard King that the summoner had!

The demon-hunting mission mentioned earlier, which directly summoned the return of the first Wizard King, was actually referring to the high-ranking figure, the First Ring True Spirit Wizard, who was the war zone commander. However, it was not a summoning of his true form, but rather a projection of the mysterious power of the first Wizard King.

As for the method by which the first Wizarding King summoned his true form, it was prepared in advance and mentioned when he parted ways.

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PS: Fourth update. Thank you to all the readers for your continued attention and support. However, the more you receive, the more guilty I feel. I can only say that Little Eight is no more, and "The Wizard's Journey" is coming to an end. May all you readers, high-dimensional beings, laugh at the low-dimensional lives. My new fantasy work, "The Mediator," created by a clone of my consciousness, is something I hope you will enjoy. Please give it a couple more recommendation votes as encouragement. As for my new book, I plan to start it after the New Year. I will definitely finish this book well, leaving no room for complaints, and then I will work with the editors of Qingmang to create a new chapter for the fantasy section.

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