Wizard's Journey

Chapter 217 Alienation into Non-Human Beings

A month later.

This is a small, miniature shadowy area. A wizard could cross it in a fraction of an hourglass by flying normally; it is but a drop in the ocean in the endless world of crimson sun.

Not all microshaded areas are suitable for Amonro to live in, but there is no doubt that the long, bread-like saplings of saplings thousands of meters away tell Green that this microshaded area is a small gathering point for Amonro.

Neither the map markings nor the crystal ball information indicated that this area was within the territory ruled by the Shadow Empire.

Therefore, Green naturally listed him as a hypothetical enemy.

Infiltrating behind enemy lines to sabotage tests a dark wizard's survival and independent combat capabilities. However, Green, who had "extensive experience in behind-enemy-lines operations" during his time as a wizard apprentice, already had a mission plan.

Without making a sound, Green crouched down and hid behind a large clump of succulent plants. With a flick of his wrist, seven or eight potion bottles appeared.

As for the poison, should we use Klekmu's Tears? Or the Dead Ancients?

Do not……

For dealing with such a large, confined biological community with low levels of life and civilization, given Green's current experimental materials, using schistosomes is still the best option.

This biological agent is similar to blood moss, and is more suitable for large-scale infection in closed environments. It requires a humid environment and must be indirectly infected through edible crops.

Since ordinary humans in the wizarding world eat cooked food, while wizards who often eat raw food are highly advanced life forms with extremely strong resistance, these bloodsucking spores only infect some low-level wild animals and have not affected the human world.

However, if one could infiltrate the interior of the Zhangma Tree and contaminate the "Flesh-Fat Mushroom" food of the Amonro, the low-level Amonro, who are accustomed to living in groups and eating raw food, would basically destroy the Zhangma Tree without any further attack.

However, transforming into Amonro using the Transformation Technique is quite a test for Grimm.

After all, this is a non-human creature, and Green was completely clueless about how to communicate with it. He might easily be able to see through its deception.

Seven days later.

At the entrance of the long, flatbread-shaped camphor tree hollow, the three-headed Amonro circled in the sky once before flying away from this shadowy place, seemingly with some kind of mission in mind.

In the shadow of the fleshy plant, beneath the gray-white face of truth, Grimm glanced silently at the three-headed Amonro, then quietly lifted his feet off the ground and floated up, slowly following after them.

"Young master, of these three, the one with the biggest butt is the best. Young master, let's make it that, ha ha ha!" The myna bird tried to keep its voice down as it excitedly suggested to Green.

Green ignored the myna bird and silently lingered behind the three-headed Amonro, like a dark reaper reaping lives.

For the past few days, Green has been quietly waiting, hoping for such an opportunity where the number of Amonroes traveling is small, and they can't be too low-level guys.

As for auxiliary materials such as local masking agents, schistosome reagents, and camphor ant free fluid, they have all been prepared.

A short while later, the three-headed Amonro flew to the edge of the Shadowlands and into the Crimson Sun World.

Surprisingly, the three Amonroes flew off in three different directions.

Amonro's flight through the Crimson Sun World is like a wizard's flight through the endless sea of ​​the Wizarding World; both require a clear target coordinate or origin coordinate for directional positioning before they can move forward.

For low-level Amonro who lacks the ability to fly, traversing the Crimson Sun World is tantamount to suicide. Therefore, if a low-level Amonro cannot grow into a Shadow Legion Amonro with the ability to fly, he will never leave the Shadow Land where he was born.

This portrayal bears some resemblance to ordinary humans in the wizarding world.

At this moment, Green certainly wouldn't hesitate any longer. He suddenly appeared, accelerated, and rushed towards the lone flying Amonro.

Despite the distance, Amonro spotted Green pressing down from the sky like a mountain, and was terrified. He turned and ran away desperately, but Green used his combined strength to accelerate and distort space, and in a few breaths, he flew to the top of Amonro's head, where his palm pressed down with immense suction.

Hmm!

The golden bone tail, like a serpent, stabbed towards Grimm, but with a "ding," the semi-transparent wizard's shield flashed with a bright light, perfectly defending against the attack.

Green snorted coldly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes beneath the Mask of Truth, and he gripped the neck of the Amonro with one hand.

With a sharp crack, the Amonro struggled desperately for a few moments before Green snapped its neck, killing it instantly.

After the hunt was over, Green carried the carcass of Amonro back to the small shadowy area he had previously discovered independently. At the same time, the crystal ball flashed and imprisoned Amonro's soul.

Although Green had no in-depth knowledge of soul magic except for the exotic soul script of the "Devil's Contract," and therefore could not perform advanced magic such as soul interrogation or memory theft, he could still do some general information.

For example... to determine whether the camphor tree crypt here is the site of the wizard's will to rebel.

After an hourglass.

Based on the information from the soul, Green confirmed that this Zhangma tree cave was one of the gathering places of Amonro, which was actually controlled by the Prophet of Mystery.

With that in mind, Green no longer hesitated and began to implement the plan.

To transform from a human into Amonro using the Transformation spell is an incredibly difficult test of Grimm's magical control. If he were still a wizarding apprentice, it would be impossible for him to accomplish this. However, now that he is a full-fledged wizard, with the help of a potion to conceal his true intentions, he has a certain degree of confidence.

Removing the mask of truth, stripping off his clothes, and storing them along with his magic wand in the dimensional rift, amidst the squeaks of the mynah birds, Green's healthy, strong, and imposing body was exposed naked in this alien world.

I glared at the myna in the distance, and the myna pretended to turn its head, turning its fat body around with a slightly clumsy posture.

Grimm took a deep breath and began to channel his magic.

By transplanting organ capsules into his body, Green controls the degree of cellular mutation.

At this moment, suddenly the skin on the body began to "ulcerate," and the fine scales under the skin looked like mischievous little monsters, constantly darting around, gradually closing the gaps between them.

With the aid of a medicinal agent, the scales changed from jet black to the gold of Amonro.

call!

With a surge of fire elemental energy, Grimm withdrew all his magical defenses, and in the blink of an eye, his long, golden hair, which had been flowing in the wind, turned to ashes.

In response, Green remained calm and silent, befitting a dark wizard, without any emotional fluctuation.

With unwavering determination in his eyes, as if tormented by immense pain, Green's body gradually curled up, groaning in agony as his fingernails dug tightly into the stones on the ground. He controlled the Transformation Technique to writhe beneath his golden scales, shrinking his size.

The bones made a continuous "crackling" sound.

The entire transformation process, idealized as a silkworm transforming into a butterfly, is actually relatively short, without the cocoon covering it, and the scene is extremely horrifying and bloody.

puff……

From the base of his tail, a bloody, soft tentacle emerged. Grimm, curled up in a ball, glanced back, clenching his teeth. The tentacle was gradually covered with fine scales.

Finally, Green's limbs continued to shrink and his body shortened, his skull and skin throbbed and writhed, his muscles seemed to come alive and intertwined with each other, his nose and ears gradually lengthened, and his eyes gradually moved to the sides of his head.

Roar……

Roaring, suddenly the green python's lines flashed, and Green actually performed a reverse seal on himself, sealing the body tissues in his abdomen that were constantly trying to return to their original state.

At the same time, Green suddenly thought of Senior Sister Youquan.

The senior sister's white bandages seemed to be a way of resealing herself.

……

three days later.

It took Green three whole days and nights of practice to barely adapt to this mutated body. He also adjusted his own scent and applied a layer of fine camouflage liquid and camphor ant free fluid.

Taking a deep breath, Green, in the form of a "pig" Amonro, flew towards the ventilation opening of the camphor tree.

(End of this chapter)