Wizard's Journey

Chapter 2064 The Fool of the Abyss

Meanwhile, Green, who was lurking and flying in the void, was still thinking about the bizarre nature of the dimensional gap sealing technique.

It's not just ordinary rulers; it can even influence itself. That's a true dimensional rule, possibly a deeper dimensional rule similar to the one inside Xiao Ba's belly!

Moreover, compared to the dimensional gap rules that Zeng himself had summoned, the way these two dimensional gap rules were expressed seemed much more normal, and there was no longer any bizarre reversal of cause and effect like the little mushroom picking girl.

One after another, massive abyssal fortresses emerged from the abyssal city, traveling through the void towards the battlefields of the Ring Demon Ancestor.

Green, like a piece of paper, gradually approached the largest fragment of the world, the central battlefield of the once Void Starfall Great World, the starting point of the war between the three races, and the origin point connecting the Abyss World.

It was unusually quiet.

Near the fragments of the world, there was no heavy guard as expected, and it was pitch black. But in Grimm's eyes, these fragments were like torn pages of a book. Although they were as black as ink, it was only a superficial appearance. Countless square-shaped runes were still slowly flowing on the pages, representing the rules within the fragments of the world.

Green, in the form of a two-dimensional paper piece, floated outside the last remaining rules of the World Garment, quietly sensing the interior of the fragment.

Apart from the portal to time and space and the purest abyssal demonic energy fluctuations, there seemed to be nothing else.

"No matter what it is, it has to go in, hehehehe."

Since that's the case, Green naturally didn't hesitate or linger outside the world fragment. After a stream of World Garment rule electricity flowed across his body, it quietly merged into the fragment and disappeared.

The pitch-black demonic mist was cold and pure. Even a non-abyssal creature like Grimm felt a sense of appreciating the beauty of crystal. The abyssal demonic energy here was completely different from the other demonic energy he had come into contact with!

Seemingly sensing something, Green sneered and flew towards the center of the debris.

It was a huge black sphere, more than 100,000 meters in diameter, hanging high in the sky, and beating like a heart. A mere sixth-level demon phantom sat cross-legged in the air, seemingly praying or meditating, detached from the world.

Having already seen through the true nature of this level six demon, who was actually a projection of an exceptionally powerful being, or rather, a demon who specialized in communicating with mysterious powers, Grimm stopped ten thousand meters away and said calmly, "Even if he were to descend in person, it would be of no use. Let's save our energy and leave the demons behind the portal to deal with me."

Traveling through time and space, and traversing such a vast distance of void, may only be a moment for Green, but for the other side of the time portal, hundreds of years may have passed. Even if Green uses the rules of the Ancestral Wizard to change the units of time and space, it will only narrow the gap to a few decades or a few years.

The phantom ignored Grimm and suddenly stretched out its hands. Grimm noticed that it only had three fingers left. At this moment, as it stretched out its hands again, another finger silently burned with black flames and was sacrificed.

"I was just fulfilling my mission."

The demonic projection disappeared, replaced by a thousand-meter-long crack. Then, the crack gradually opened, and a huge eye slowly opened!

"You...it's you again!?"

On the previous battlefield, although both were projections, Green did not reveal his return to his tribe, so the One-Round True Spirit Wizard did not inform Green about summoning his projection to fight against the projection of the One-Eyed Heavenly Demon Ancestor.

On the other hand, the One-Eyed Primordial Ancestor learned through his subordinates that Grimm's projection had defeated his own projection and affected the battle of the Blade Demon Ancestor. Therefore, the moment his consciousness descended, he recognized Grimm.

boom!

Green's speed was too fast. By the time the other party realized what was happening and tried to ask something, it was too late. The destruction had already befallen the other party.

Snap, snap, boom!

The giant eye, which had just opened, was blasted back into illusion by Green's punch, leaving no trace.

Green muttered to himself in surprise, "It's me again? Where have I seen me before?"

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it and stepped directly into the near-black sphere, where waves of spacetime ripples engulfed him.

……

Relativity of spacetime.

For the high-quality spacetime traveler Grimm, it was only a fleeting moment, but for the other side of spacetime, at the spacetime teleportation array in the Voidwalker World Cluster, it was merely a mirage. It would take many years for him to truly arrive in this spacetime.

An ancient prison, the last stand of the Voidwalker civilization, where the Mellonwy Stone Destroyer inadvertently opened a portal connecting the battlefields of the three races, thus drawing the Mother Nest, the Metamorphosisrs, and the Ironblood Galaxy into the chaos of war.

Everything was such a coincidence, perfectly natural.

Over such a long period of time, this vast world has now become a stable dragon ranch for the Abyss Demons, providing a large and stable army of dragons to the front lines. The quality of the pure Abyss demonic energy is far superior to that of ordinary worlds. Hundreds of years ago, the One-Armed Holy Body Ancestor passed through this place, arriving at the Abyss Battlefield of the Three Races and launching a surprise attack on the Demon Hunter Wizard Legion.

The tears of the last Void King are long gone, and even after Melronwyn established the Void Avengers, a civilization came to an end. But for some reason, the Abyssal Demons protected this ancient prison, which remains to this day.

"What... what is this?"

There were only four demons guarding this spacetime teleportation array, all of whom were level four.

As the black sphere in the sky, which resembled the sun, twitched, the four abyssal demons who were resting listlessly suddenly looked over. The energy intensity displayed by the black sphere was equivalent to the total amount of energy of an entire abyssal city legion!

However, all they could see was a single figure standing alone in the center of the black ball.

"The One-Armed Holy Body Progenitor?"

Only a few hundred years ago, when the One-Armed Holy Body Ancestor passed through the Time-Space Gate, did he have a similar reaction. The pressure a person exerts on a time-space teleportation array is enough to rival that of an entire legion, but judging from the outward characteristics, it doesn't seem quite like that.

"impossible!"

Another demon shouted, "He doesn't have any abyssal aura on him, and the energy ripples from the Gate of Time and Space are completely different from those of the One-Armed Holy Body Ancestor. This isn't the One-Armed Holy Body Ancestor!"

The demons exchanged glances, hesitant to make a decision, and two of them vanished without a trace in a flash.

This anomaly must be reported to the garrisoned legion and the Demon Ancestor of the Slave Sun in this world. If anything goes wrong, the group cannot afford the consequences. Judging from the characteristics of this life form, it may only take a single power ripple to reduce them to ashes.

Nu Ri Mo Zu is extremely mysterious. He is one of the ancient demon races from the same period as the progenitor of all laws and illusions, and is even more ancient than the one-eyed progenitor of creation.

Ancient, and mysterious.

Endless inscription of runes, everything desired, seen, and thought was depicted using grid-like runes. The reason why the ancient prison of this world is so well preserved is because this Demon Ancestor used the prison as a vessel for endless inscription of grid-like runes.

This was none other than a fifth-ring True Spirit Wizard of the Abyss Demon Clan, or rather, an Abyss Fool.

(End of this chapter)