Wizard's Journey

Chapter 2077 Dimensional Battle (Part 1)

The bottom of the abyss.

Based on the Eye of Creation, over a hundred Abyss Demon Ancestors have been continuously channeling energy into the ten-thousand-mile-long ring of this metal platform for hundreds of years. The originally narrow crack has grown larger and deeper, like a slowly opening eye, piercing into the unknown illusion.

The progenitor of all myriad laws, the progenitor of the one-eyed creation of the heavens, and the progenitor of the one-armed holy body all arrived!

To the left and right of the three progenitors were special demon ancestors like the Demon Ancestor Nu Ri, as well as several super-powerful demon ancestors who were second only to the progenitors. And next to them were thirteen powerful beings who held the ultimate treasures of civilization!

"Hmph! If I were given another era, I would surely become the Fourth Ancestor!"

The six-armed demon ancestor spoke solemnly, his voice filled with resentment and regret.

"Even if you had ten more eras, you still wouldn't be able to overcome this hurdle."

The One-Armed Holy Body Ancestor spoke bluntly, saying that at this level, they were well aware of the differences in their levels.

First came the legions retreating from numerous abyssal battlefields, large and small; then came all the abyssal demons and powerful mutants from the six world clusters, all converging on this primordial world. Ninety-two abyssal cities, countless abyssal demons and dragons—they nearly filled this primordial abyssal world completely!

Even a vast world would struggle to sustain so many lives; this is the essence of the abyss within the Liu world community!

Amidst the turmoil of the rules, geological catastrophes occasionally occur, but they are insignificant to the many Abyss Demon Ancestors gathered here.

"A total of 1,323 Demon Ancestors."

As the progenitor of all laws of illusion spoke, the two curved bull horns on his head snapped off with a "crack," and two balls of pitch-black flames suddenly appeared.

The flames were so dark that they were more like a beam of black light than flames!

Beside him, the one-eyed Primordial Ancestor, with his eerie eye on a smooth, flat head, gazed over with a look of lingering affection, and murmured, "Primordial Abyss Moss, World-Destroying Flame!"

After toying with the World-Destroying Flame between his fingers for a while, the Progenitor of All Laws and Mysteries swallowed it. His body surface was turning black at a visible speed. He said in a low voice, "Don't get distracted. Focus on the passage to the Gate of Penetration."

The One-Eyed Primordial Ancestor stands at the very center of the Metal Continent Ring. The energy gathered by numerous Demon Ancestors over hundreds of years has amplified the power of his Eye of Creation hundreds of times. Illusory passages are traversing one illusory world after another, leading directly to the Dimensional Digestive System.

Centered around these progenitor demon ancestors, the dimensional expeditionary legions, at a single command, would unleash an endless stream of troops rushing into the piercing passage, slaughtering layer upon layer of illusory rules and barriers, and charging toward the dimensional esophagus's skeletal continent to usher in the final battle.

The gaze shifted from the progenitor of all laws and illusions, and the one-eyed progenitor of creation looked up.

"Those higher-dimensional beings will use mysterious methods to make the time when our portal opens the dimensional passage coincide with the time when a civilization from another dimension enters. And those exiles in the dimensional passage are the locks on the dimensional portal, and they must all be slaughtered."

Directly beneath this millions-meter-long Eye of Creation, the One-Eyed Creator seems to be talking about something insignificant.

"The more monsters that sacrifice themselves within the dimensional era, the easier it is to break through the dimensional gate. Therefore, the sooner one arrives at the dimensional esophagus, the more opportunities one has. This also serves as an objective assessment of the relative strength of the two dimensional expeditionary groups."

"snort!"

The One-Armed Holy Body Ancestor said coldly, "Now that you are the guide, just say what you need me to do. Why beat around the bush? I hope that when we reach the dimensional gate, we will be greeted with rebirth rather than despair."

Having said that, the one-armed Holy Body Ancestor said no more, stood tall, and gazed at the Gate of Penetration.

Many demon ancestors were also tense and excited, ready to go, just waiting for the ancestors to give the order.

Time passed, and suddenly, the hundred demon ancestors on the ring let out a snort. The one-eyed Primordial Ancestor seemed to sense something and whispered, "We've arrived!"

With a low shout from the One-Eyed Primordial Ancestor, and a "hum," the giant eye of the Piercing Gate, which was originally millions of meters long, suddenly transformed into a sphere and expanded more than ten times. It was still expanding. As if it had received a command, the One-Armed Holy Body Primordial Ancestor, who had been waiting for a long time in the lower room of the Piercing Gate, roared.

"Rush!"

The One-Armed Holy Body Ancestor took the lead and disappeared into the passage. Following closely behind were numerous ancestors, demon ancestors, demons, billions of abyssal dragons, abyssal monsters, abyssal cities, abyssal fortresses, and so on, all surging in and sweeping through layer after layer of illusory and absurd worlds, rushing towards the end of the dimension.

……

Dimensional esophagus, shrouded in dim mist.

Carefully sensing the aura emanating from the two penetrating gates, Green analyzed the characteristics of both sides.

Needless to say, the Abyss Civilization is another civilization that instilled fear in Green. It is indeed worth observing. The Dimensional War has not yet begun, and Green can't help but wonder which side will win.

"Hehehehe, but what is the meaning of victory and defeat? After the victorious cricket makes its owner happy, it will soon be thrown into the next battle, until the day it dies and is ruthlessly abandoned. This is its fate."

Despite the cruel words, Green still felt a little curious about the civilization that had instilled white terror in him, and he took the initiative to move closer to that direction in the high-altitude fog.

Maintaining a safe distance, Green stopped, sensing the magnificent dimensional gate, and imagining what it would be like one day in the future when wizard legions, led by an unknown number of wizard kings, would pour in.

time flies.

suddenly!

As the spacetime ripples slightly undulated at the other end of the dimensional esophagus, Grimm murmured in doubt before smiling knowingly. It was to be expected that the Abyss Civilization would arrive at the dimensional esophagus first.

Spacetime ripples continued to appear from the direction of the Abyss Demons, and Grimm patiently awaited the outcome of the portal on this side.

After approximately seventeen hourglasses.

hum...

As the first spatial fluctuation arrived, Green, who had been patiently waiting in the distance, instantly focused his gaze. His eyes, hidden beneath his golden hair, seemed to pierce through layers of mist, landing on the strange creature.

The white, hazy body was not pure elemental, but rather a creature similar to a second-level wizard who chose cellular elementalization, becoming a half-celled, half-flesh organism. Its surface appearance resembled an amoeba from the microbial world, a hundred meters in size, an irregular mass without limbs or facial features. However, in Green's perception, each of its cells possessed the functions of muscle fibers, nerve cells, and brain thinking!

The alienation technique would likely be ineffective against this type of creature.

However, what happened next surprised Green.

This creature, which was at most at the peak of level six, suddenly exploded into a shower of droplets with a "bang." Countless white blood cells fell like snowflakes, instantly covering an area of ​​millions of meters as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

"The dimensional esophagus has no energy. Aside from a few data bases, the only way to survive is through mutual killing and plundering. What does that mean?"

Immediately afterwards, one identical creature after another appeared in the portal, all of them in the form of amoebas without facial features or limbs.

Upon arriving in the dimensional esophagus, these creatures, without any hesitation, all turned into countless white particles with a "poof".

As more and more of these strange creatures entered the dimensional esophagus, explosions of "poof," "bang," and "boom" followed one after another. The dense clusters of cells, like a sentient white mist, spread out in all directions from the portal.

Strangely, from beginning to end, Green never saw even a single Overlord with an omnipotent soul.

"hiss……"

Green suddenly realized some unbelievable possibilities!

"Each cell is an independent life form. Could these life forms be able to freely assemble and transform? Is it that they compete at the cellular level and move in the geometric shape of amoebas? For these creatures, although they have not evolved the thickness of life, because of the vast and endless pan-conscious community, any arrangement of cells can form a new life form. Even if many cells are killed, as long as one is left, it can combine with countless new cells to form a whole."

After a pause, Greenson exclaimed, "This is another Skynet, another World Tree, another media god that has completed its ultimate evolution! All the cells are composed of a unified pan-consciousness."

This is so bizarre; this dimensional battle is quite interesting.

(End of this chapter)