Wizard's Journey

Chapter 208 Camphor Ants

However, although it was not mentioned, Green knew from the underground passage that this long, organless creature must be inextricably linked to the nesting techniques of the Amonro Zhangma tree.

Within the fleshy, fat-walled underground passages, this creature moves with the ease of a fish in water!

As for the method of escape, Green already knew it. The green forest slime sprayed by this strange creature was a wonderful substance that could ignore flesh and fat barriers. Green had conducted related experiments with half a fragment of the magic stone while he was in the flesh and fat barrier in the underground passage, proving his conjecture.

I never expected that these creatures would also exist inside the Great Bloodfall Lava Dragon. Could it be related to Amonro's control over the Lava Dragon?

Bang!

After the fleshy barrier sphere was violently torn apart by numerous demon hunters and dark wizards vying for it, these bizarre creatures that had thrived within the fleshy barrier were now like snakes in a juggler's hands, reduced to playthings in the hands of the dark wizards.

Fortunately, there were dozens of long creatures in the fleshy barrier sphere, which was enough for the dozen or so dark wizards present to share without any fighting. Green was quick-witted and managed to win ownership of two of these long creatures.

It felt cool and slippery to the touch, somewhat like an elongated earthworm, struggling helplessly under the combined forces of Green's repulsion and attraction.

puff!puff!

Two flames of soul energy invaded the bound, weak soul. With the suppression of life level, this creature, which possessed strange abilities but was extremely weak, struggled for only a moment before being completely controlled by Grimm.

After the other wizards had also controlled these weak creatures in the same way, their eyes revealed a look of surprise and joy. They controlled their soul servants to spray a ball of green liquid onto their wizard shields.

Almost instantly, the green liquid enveloped the entire wizard's shield.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

More than ten dark wizards, their faces flushed with excitement, glanced at the lava lake that was gradually filling the entire underground enclosed space beneath them, and charged without hesitation toward the black fleshy barrier blocking the entrance to the passage.

puff!

The once incredibly tough black flesh barrier now seemed like a shimmering mirror to the wizards, with continuous "plop" sounds as one wizard after another slipped into it, escaping the perilous lava heart lake.

Inside the fleshy barrier, Green was utterly shocked!

Previously, Green had always thought that these terrifying fleshy barriers were just some kind of unique nesting technique of Amonro. But now, after his wizards came into contact with the green liquid of this strange, elongated creature, the originally solid, gelatinous substance was now like water to the wizards, allowing them to swim through it with great ease.

Even more terrifying is...

If you were inside the passage and looked at the fleshy barrier, it would be completely blood red and constantly writhing, which would be extremely disgusting. But if you were inside the fleshy barrier and looked at the passage space, it would be completely transparent, like a layer of transparent glass.

Doesn't this mean that, apart from the time when they were setting up the small detection magic array, the wizards Green and his group were exploring the underground passages entirely under the noses of these Amonroes?

After thinking about it, even Green couldn't help but shudder, feeling a great sense of lingering fear.

If the Wizarding World hadn't already gained a decisive advantage in the main battlefield between the Wizarding World and the Shadow Mystery World before we infiltrated the underground passage of the Zhangma Tree, perhaps none of us wizards who ventured into the underground passage would have survived, except for a very few with exceptional survival skills.

Ahead, due to the sudden intrusion of this group of wizard "abnormalities" into the fleshy barrier, the hundreds and thousands of strange, long, thin creatures that were originally responsible for blocking the entrance to the passage fled like a school of frightened fish.

However, not a single wizard went to give chase. Instead, they frantically headed towards the surface, as if they wanted to leave the other witch-hunting wizards far behind.

All the demon hunters knew that one of them would inevitably receive a medal of honor this time.

The 'Zhangma Tree' resource in the crystal ball?

The deviation is too great. Correcting the information about the Zhangma Tree is one aspect. At the same time, if the space fortress successfully obtains information about this long and strange creature, then in all subsequent demon-hunting operations exploring the underground space of the Zhangma Tree, the wizards will no longer be in a passive position. They can swim freely in the fleshy barrier like those Amonroes, reducing losses immeasurably.

Based on this assumption, as long as the Origin Space Fortress has not yet obtained specific information about the 'Zhangma Tree', the first person among them to return to the Origin Space Fortress and submit the mission information will definitely receive a medal of honor!

As for antibody treatments for lichen sclerosus?

Although Green had some knowledge of pharmacology, he only spent a small portion of his two hundred years of life on this subject, and he was not even an expert in pharmacology.

Who knows if, a few days later, the corpse specimens of the Great Bloodfall Lava Dragon will have been piled up into a mountain by powerful demon hunter wizards.

Some geniuses with thorough research in potions are usually in the Ming Wizard camp. They might be able to make research progress earlier even if they obtain specific specimens later than Green.

Thus, how could so many brilliant witch hunters not appear frantic, racing forward as if in a sprint?

The Level 3 Honor Medal belongs to the first place winner in this "race" among the dark wizards!

"Campus ants!"

After naming the bizarre creature in his mind, Green looked at the several dark wizards moving at incredible speed through the fleshy barrier ahead, a cold smile appearing on his face, an expression of victory in his grasp.

With a surge of magical power, Green suddenly vanished into thin air within the barrier of flesh and fat, causing the wizards behind him who were about to use their abilities to overtake him to scream in disbelief.

A blur appeared before his eyes, and Green found himself at the entrance to the underground passage leading into the camphor tree.

"Gaga, Master Green, the wizard who just escaped from the altar said that a lot of little guys died in the underground lava lake space. Did you go there?" The myna bird stood on Green's shoulder, asking excitedly.

These ancient birds, having witnessed countless life-and-death situations, would have no reaction to this at all.

Green knew that the wizard the myna bird was talking about was the first wizard to leave the Amonro Trap in the Lava Heart Lake, and the wizard who had given up an opportunity to compete for the Medal of Honor due to a wrong choice.

call out!

Green soared into the air, rushing straight out of the underground palace of the Amonro Zhangma tree, and stood atop the hundred-meter-tall Zhangma tree, which resembled a long loaf of bread, to survey his surroundings.

Even in this area outside the so-called battlefield, Green could still faintly hear mournful howls and smell the blood in the air, as if the whole world was wailing.

Using the fluctuations of the wizard's fundamental rules to determine direction, Green tried his best to sense the location of the fundamental space fortress.

"I was there too, but not many died there; they all escaped."

After giving the myna bird a reply, Green ignored the guy's excited and gossipy questions. Once he had confirmed a direction, he used a spatial distortion to fly a hundred meters away. With a "bang," a flash of lightning propelled him dozens of meters away, and then another spatial distortion caused him to reappear a hundred meters away.

Grimm chased after the Wizarding World's Origin Space Fortress at his fastest speed.

As for the group of dark wizards who also obtained camphor ants, they are still in the underground space, and it will probably take them several hourglasses just to leave the camphor tree underground palace.

By then, Green would have long since flown off to who knows where, perhaps even already at the Origin Space Fortress to report on his mission.

Half an hourglass time later.

Scattered flying Amonroes appeared on the horizon. These scattered Amonroes, like startled birds, made a ninety-degree turn and flew away in other directions the moment they saw Green in the distance.

These Amonroes were all quite powerful, with two even resembling mid-level Enigma Amonroes. Surprisingly, they did not choose to fight a lone wizard.

This is the true Shadowland, the deepest space, where the sky is perpetually shrouded in dark clouds, a hazy gray expanse.

Amidst the mixture of moisture and intense fire elements, a damp and stifling environment exists. On the exposed rocks of the earth grow some fleshy plants with bizarre shapes. They are generally quite small, only a dozen meters tall, far smaller than the dozens or hundreds of meters tall giant trees in the wizarding world, let alone the worlds of some colossal life forms.

"Has it already begun to crumble?" Green muttered to himself.

Since these Amonroes who had fled the battlefield were actively avoiding the situation, Green, who had already planned to take a detour, simply continued to fly back at top speed, all in order to submit the mission information as soon as possible.

Two hourglasses later.

Having witnessed numerous scattered Amonroes, and seemingly unfazed by the shadowy flight of Amonroes, Green suddenly stopped in mid-air.

In the far distance, a dark cloud of tens of thousands of Amonroes flew in, blotting out the sun and crowding together, threatening to crush any creature that dared to stand in its way.

The sheer number of Amonro Shadow Legion members capable of flight naturally startled Green.

It's important to understand that this is already a deep region of shadow power. Based on previous reasoning, Amonro receives far more enhancements from the shadow rules here than when the Wizarding World's original space fortress first descended upon this world.

With such a large number of Amonro groups, let alone a mere level one dark wizard like Green, even a level three dark wizard would probably only have the option of fleeing.

Otherwise, if you are submerged in it, you will only face certain death!

Terrified, Green quickly scanned his surroundings, trying to control his emotions and make the right choice, preparing for his escape.

Puff puff……

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Suddenly, five dark red beams of disintegration exploded amidst the overwhelming horde of Amonro. With deafening roars, clouds of blood mist appeared out of thin air, and large numbers of Amonro fell to the ground. The Amonro immediately became agitated, but their speed as they flew toward Green increased, and their aura of 'crushing everything' became even more ferocious.

Green froze, halting his escape.

(End of this chapter)