Wizard's Journey

Chapter 240 The Shadow Catastrophe (18)

Charge in!

Facing the endless, frigid, and mysterious hurricane ahead, even a low-level demon hunter could tell that this was some kind of sealed place. However, under the instruction of the Saint Mark Wizard, the fortress command still issued an order, and the Origin Space Fortress exerted its power and rushed in.

Rumble!

The moment the metal barrier of Honma Fortress came into contact with the enigmatic hurricane, it emitted a piercing, metallic clang, shook for a moment, and then surged in without hindrance. The endless hordes of Amonroes that swept around it hesitated, their madness tinged with regret.

"Hmm? The feeling of these enigmatic energies is like... a projection of the mysterious will connected to Amonro's body after he cast the Enigma Sealing Technique?"

Green had a vague idea of ​​what was going on and felt a little emotional about the situation.

Regarding Enigma Energy, the first thing that came to Green's mind was the utilization of the Enigma Energy Replenishment System that he had discovered through research in the Cave Laboratory. This could very well be one of the core knowledge points for Green's further research into the self-evolution of advanced chimeras in the future.

Secondly, the properties of the enigmatic energy in compressing space and merging into shadows are of considerable research value to general arcane wizards, but less so to Grimm.

The hurricane was howling.

Despite the fortress's own defensive capabilities, an extremely powerful enigmatic hurricane still managed to penetrate the defenses and tear at the numerous witch hunters, soul slaves, and mechanical puppets. Left with no other choice, the witch hunters activated their wizard shields.

"Waaaaah..."

On the plaza of the space fortress, dozens of soul slaves who controlled the fire element suddenly let out a shrill howl. With a bang, their bodies were torn to pieces by the enigmatic hurricane. In the next moment, even the blood mist was decomposed by the enigmatic hurricane that swept through the area.

The witch hunters and other soul slaves, protected by the wizard's shield, were in much better condition, and the mechanical puppets were completely unharmed, returning to the fortress base in an orderly fashion.

Roar!

A giant fire rhinoceros, over twenty meters long, struggled in agony, trying to spread its fire elemental energy across its skin to resist the fierce, mysterious hurricane.

However, compared to the almost endless mystery of the hurricane here, the fire energy of this level-two fire rhinoceros was really insignificant. It could only make a last-ditch effort, and streaks of blood began to appear on its thick leather armor.

Wizards have absolutely no concern for soul slaves.

Millie sensed it carefully and exclaimed in surprise, "These mysterious hurricanes seem to have an extraordinary ability to dispel fire elements. Could it be that this sealed place is the habitat of the lava giants of this world?"

"Probably," Green replied casually as he recovered his magic.

The fortress is completely engulfed in the hurricane of mystery, yet they still cannot contact Victor. It seems highly likely that this desperate mechanical heart, who participated in the Bloody Mill during the wizard apprenticeship with Grimm, unfortunately perished during the first demon-hunting expedition.

A silent sigh.

The Witcher Expedition is a journey filled with both danger and opportunity. For the weak Witcher, it is essential to get through the most vulnerable period of being a new Witcher as safely as possible in order to carry out the expedition mission better and more safely.

So, if we manage to get through this demon-hunting expedition safely, we should probably start planning how to use the acquired witch essence.

"All demon hunters, both light and dark, listen to my command! You have seventeen hourglasses to recover your magic power. A new battle awaits you afterward!" the command center issued.

The wizards sighed helplessly, took out magic stones, and hurriedly restored their magic power.

As for the dark wizards, they didn't even need orders from the command center. Their strong sense of crisis meant that they automatically grabbed magic stones to restore their magic power the moment the time was right.

…………

One day later.

Having fully recovered his magic, Grimm suddenly took out a crystal ball. After receiving a magical communication, the figure of his second uncle, D'Artagnan, appeared in the crystal ball.

"Green, with all these changes during this demon-hunting expedition, it's a good thing you're safe and sound. Peranos has taken on another decent disciple."

Beneath his flowing black hair, a 'ferocious' smile of satisfaction appeared on Daddaron's face, which resembled a stitched-together ball.

again?

The Second Martial Uncle is referring to Senior Sister Youquan, right?

After bowing respectfully, Green asked in a low voice, "Uncle-Master, how long will this Shadow Cataclysm in this world last? Where will the fortress be moved to? What was the command headquarters talking about a day ago regarding the subsequent battle?"

A relaxed smile.

D'Along said, "If nothing unexpected happens, this shadow catastrophe that overdraws on the world's rules should continue for several more months. This was said by the Great Tomb Stigmata Wizard himself. As for the place the fortress is heading to, it's called the Dead Zone Volcano, the habitat of the Lava Giant race, a hostile biome of Amonro in this world. Our mission is to help one of the Lava Giant leaders overthrow the Lava Giant King's rule and gain the support of the Lava Giants."

Beneath the gray-white spiral pattern of truth, a glint of light flashed in Grimm's eyes.

The Lava Giant race?

No wonder the Fortress Operations Command used Amonro's Lament before. It seems that the Fortress Operations Command has decided to unite with the Lava Giants to completely overthrow Amonro's rule over this world.

For the demon hunters, the Lava Giants will replace the Fallen Amonro of the Shadow Empire, and after this demon hunter expedition, they will become the new rulers of this world.

hiss……

Judging from this, it seems that the Amoonro clan is truly nearing extinction.

Green let out a cruel laugh: "The foolish Amonro clan, if they had fallen like the Shadow Empire's Amonro, though enslaved by witchers, at least they would have maintained their lineage. But now... they can only become one of the many specimens in the wizarding world's collection!"

Having witnessed one of the hidden strengths of the space fortress—the mechanical puppet army—Grimm no longer harbored any thought that this demon-hunting expedition would fail.

Conquering such a low-level world is simply a matter of how much the Stigmata Wizard is willing to pay.

After a few hourglasses.

As the power of the enigmatic hurricane gradually diminished, the fortress plaza suddenly fell silent. Immediately afterward, a surging heat wave swept in, engulfing everything. Inside the base of the spatial fortress, the Whispering Stigmata Wizard, the Tomb Whisper Stigmata Wizard, the Tomb Whisper Stigmata Wizard, and the Nine-Mountain Lava Giant all flew out!

The immense pressure from the advanced life form swept out unchecked at this moment.

Green and Millie stood side by side at the edge of the fortress, looking down from above at this peaceful and mysterious world sealed by the enigmatic hurricane.

Rivers of lava flowed freely across the land, volcanoes rumbled and trembled, pure fire crystals were everywhere, and towering lava giants worked and lived there.

Every now and then, on the ground and in the sky, fire-evolved creatures such as the Great Bloodfall Lava Dragon, the Giant Fire Bat, and the Salamander freely dwell in this secluded and tranquil space.

However, as the massive body of the Wizarding World Origin Space Fortress, with a diameter of ten thousand meters, slowly emerged from the enigmatic hurricane, the terrifying and awe-inspiring pressure it emitted was so dazzling, so overwhelming, and so unsettling, like the birthplace of evil and the stubborn source of pollution that was invading the entire world.

Instantly, all the fire-wild creatures within sight of this tranquil space were stunned, raising their heads to gaze up at the colossal, ten-thousand-meter-long metal behemoth that had suddenly appeared in the sky, causing them to tremble from the very depths of their souls.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the towering lava giants who were working were filled with endless terror. They screamed and scattered, their lava feet pounding the ground with loud thuds, splashing lava everywhere.

In the lava lake, the Great Bloodfall Lava Dragons, who used to roam freely, were all terrified and dived into the bottom of the lava lake, while other fire-domain creatures scattered and fled in the opposite direction of the fortress.

An emotion called terror spread and permeated this once tranquil and mysterious space.

The origin of this fear lies in the wizarding world's spatial fortress, which radiates a cold, eerie light in the sky.

Meanwhile, atop the fortress, dozens of the remaining fallen Amonroes let out painful howls as their life force began to drain away, as if cursed, aging at a visible speed, their wrinkled skin exuding a thick aura of death.

Even the fallen golden Amonroes who survived the Sorrow of Amonro were listless and dispirited.

Suddenly, the hundreds of dark red energy threads surrounding the Tomb Whisper Stigmata Wizard mercilessly slaughtered all the remaining Amonroes on the fortress!

This unexpected turn of events left most witch hunters bewildered, while a small number of witch hunters who understood the situation had already anticipated it and considered it a matter of course.

"We've arrived at the Dead Zone Volcano."

As the voice of an unknown Stigmata Wizard rang out, the blazing sunlight shone upon the fortress, causing the Demon Hunter Wizards, who had endured months of shadowy cataclysms, to raise their heads and look up at the eternal sun high in the sky, a sun that seemed never to set.

(End of this chapter)