Wizard's Journey

Chapter 230 The Shadow Catastrophe (Part 8)

Beams of light shone densely from the space fortress in all directions into the dim night sky.

As the fortress gasped in astonishment, two dazzling orbs of light gradually flew over from the distant sky, followed by tens of thousands of blurry points of light.

Inside the spatial fortress, the Tomb Whisper Saint Mark Wizard, exuding the majesty of a high-level life form, appeared atop the fortress plaza, gazing into the distance.

Beneath the metal helmet were a pair of cold, gleaming eyes. Four longswords were embedded in her back. Hundreds of dark red energy bars, like the life of a harp string, swirled around her body, faintly revealing the armor and graceful figure beneath.

Decades are but a fleeting moment compared to the time it takes for a Saintly Wizard.

One after another, the figures of the Daoist wizards gathered around the fortress, while the dark wizards were scattered in various places. Beneath the fortress, the fallen Amonro, under the command of the demon hunter wizards, prepared for battle.

Grimm stood in the sky below the Tomb Whisper Stigmata Wizard, his wide robes fluttering in the storm, while the rain was blocked by the elemental clouds on the small wizard tower in the fortress square.

Only after the Whispering Stigmata Wizard and the Tomb Whisper Stigmata Wizard returned to the fortress and the hundred-meter-tall elemental giant's body dissipated did the group of demon hunter wizards who were preparing for battle on the square quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

Those Amoon Ro did not pursue them.

Many expeditionary demon hunters landed in the fortress square, and among them, Grimm found Millie, whose expression was slightly flustered.

At this moment, she was not riding the ice crystal phoenix elemental creature; her wizard robes were disheveled, and thick frost had formed on half of her cheek, as if she were suppressing some abnormal state.

Seeing Green approach, Millie breathed a sigh of relief, but said with lingering fear, "I almost ended up staying in this world forever."

The demon hunter wizard saw no need for much comfort, especially among dark wizards who had witnessed too much life and death.

Green nodded. Compared to himself, Millie, who had escaped all the way back from the Third Operations Command on the Shadow Continent, had obviously experienced much more.

With his hand outstretched, Green produced a vial of potion and said in a deep voice, "You were probably corrupted by the shadows, but you've limited and sealed half of it. This potion should be of some help to you."

"Thanks."

After taking the potion, Millie thought for a moment and threw a block of ice at Green. Inside was a fist-sized, round spider, faintly exuding a mysterious power.

"After the Shadow Cataclysm, I found a Shadow Spider specimen on the road. It can also wield the power of mystery and is worth studying."

After Green accepted the Shadow Spider, a Demon Hunter Wizard flew over and said to Millie, "The medical department can provide you with treatment services, but you will need to pay two Wizard Essences."

Millie nodded, bid you farewell, and followed the witch doctor into the fortress base space.

Grimm, who was lost in thought beneath the surface of truth, suddenly froze, opened a dimensional rift, and a vibrating magic wand appeared, radiating a dazzling light. Grimm was astonished and took it out.

Click, click!

After a series of mechanical scraping sounds, the magic wand seemed to melt into liquid, and then a tiny metal figure, only about twenty centimeters tall, appeared, looking up at Grimm.

Green clearly remembered that this magic wand was the reward he received from a witcher he had unintentionally saved when he first arrived in the world of Shadow Mystery forty years ago.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the magic wand underwent such a change, which reminded Green of some kind of soul magic tool, the Soul Box, also known as the Life Box.

As some wizards delved deeper into the study of the soul, they began to attempt to use the Soul Box as a last resort for survival.

By parasitizing their own primordial soul seed onto a soul slave, a wizard gains a second life, but this is clearly more convenient than simply living a life of illicit pleasure.

Once the wizard dies, the original soul seed in the Soul Box awakens, taking over the memories before the soul was reunited, and is reborn, continuing to live with the characteristics of a non-flesh-and-blood creature, like an elemental life form or a mechanical puppet.

The soul box, like a toddler learning to walk, opened its eyes and asked in disbelief, "Am I... already dead?"

Having said that, the little metal figure looked up at the calm eyes beneath Grimm's greyish-white mask of truth, and asked in confusion, "You're my future friend? I entrusted the Soul Box to you?"

Shaking his head silently, Green sighed, "No, it should be that I unintentionally saved you once and received this magic wand as a reward, but I never expected you to turn it into a soul box. I just never expected that you would die again."

"Is that so...?"

The metal figure pondered for a moment, looked around, and suddenly asked, "The last time I underwent soul recombination in my previous life was when I first entered the Shadow Mystery World. Is this the Shadow Mystery World?"

"This is forty years after the Wizarding World's expedition to the Shadowlands, during the Shadow Cataclysm crisis. I think you must have encountered insurmountable danger while on some mission and perished," Green guessed.

Yeah!

The metal figure fell to the ground and couldn't even walk or stand properly.

Although he was reborn, it was only a rebirth of superficial knowledge and soul cognition. This little metal man was no longer a witch hunter, nor could he meditate to generate magic or master the ability to manipulate the rules of the world.

"Dark Wizard, if you can ensure my safe departure from this world, I will tell you a secret treasure of the wizarding world," the metal figure suddenly said to Grimm.

Clearly, the state of preparedness at the plaza fortress made the metal figure instinctively sense danger.

At this point, it was just another crystal turtle.

Green frowned and said, "Although there was some misunderstanding before, what I want to say is that your very existence is my reward. I have no obligation to do something else and get rewarded because of this misunderstanding."

"No, no, no."

After repeatedly saying "no" three times, the metal figure said seriously, "Although I am no longer a demon hunter wizard, I am an arcane wizard scholar. You cannot enslave my soul or body in any way, otherwise you will be judged as a dark wizard. And killing me will not bring you any benefit."

Uh……

Green thought about it seriously for a moment. He hadn't considered this before, but now that he thought about it, it was indeed a tricky matter. He asked, "Master Ming, don't you have many friends? Why do you want me to help you?"

"Because this secret treasure involves some family scandals, I don't want to reveal it, and I only want one item from it. However, as a dark wizard, I think... you probably wouldn't be interested in family scum, would you?"

Later, Grimm and the metal figure signed the Seven Rings Contract, and Grimm stored it in the World Fragment.

This insignificant incident became a small, peaceful spot in the fortress square.

"You lot, follow me!" A level three honor medal demon hunter shouted, pointing at Green and several nearby dark wizards.

(End of this chapter)