Wizard's Journey

Chapter 254 Bruises on the Skin

"Heaven knows what this thing was before, but it definitely wasn't formed naturally inside the Endless World," the myna bird said, staring at the irregular metal in Green's hand.

Howling...

Green turned around and saw that the lava two-headed serpent controlled by the Flame Giant had just let out a howl and seemed to melt into a pool of liquid, disappearing without a trace of life.

"Dead?"

Beneath the surface of truth, Green frowned; this metal was unusual.

It is certain that neither the Amun-ro clan nor the Lava Giant clan has the ability to smelt metal, let alone use metal weapons in battle. However, according to Grimm's observation, this irregular piece of metal was clearly some kind of metal weapon in ancient times.

Judging from the faint evil aura emanating from this piece of metal, it must have been forged by some creature with an extremely strong will to kill.

Could it be the Asura clan from ancient times, who attempted to invade this world?

Or perhaps it was smelted by other creatures in a more ancient era, before Amonro and the Lava Giants, during a more glorious period in this world?

Or perhaps they are powerful beings from other unknown worlds who happened to pass through this world and something happened to them?

A series of mysteries swirled in Green's mind, yet he could not find any answers. In this strange and alien world, not to mention the demon hunters, even the Amonro clan and the lava giant clan only occupied the majority of the living space.

There are still so many strange and mysterious places in this world that have not been explored at all.

"Gah gah, finally got it! It stinks! Let's get out of here!" The myna bird urged Greene to leave impatiently.

With a sigh, Green opened a dimensional gap and placed the strange metal inside.

The mysterious power of communication associated with this metal can be studied later when there is more free time. For now, Green plans to collect as many biological specimens as possible here, observe and speculate on the site modifications, and then head to the next destination.

During a casual conversation, Green became very interested in the "Bannon Fantasy" mentioned by a lava giant. Perhaps he would gain something unexpected?

Thus, Green began to work on this lava lake, collecting specimens that constitute this ecosystem.

Three months later, Green, with his utterly bored myna bird, left the lava lake and flew towards the mysterious "Banon Fantasy Realm" of the lava giants' legends.

……

Two years later.

After stopping and going along the way, taking many detours, Green finally confirmed that he had arrived at the Banon Fantasy Land that the Lava Giant had mentioned.

This is a landscape resembling a stone forest, with towering stone peaks hundreds of meters high standing everywhere, like a natural enlarged version of the stone pillar forest from the Holy Tower Qualifying Battle during a wizard's apprenticeship.

Green stood at the edge of this rocky forest, not venturing in rashly. Instead, he stood at the edge, quietly observing the situation inside. The howling wind seemed like a hoarse murmur, secretly watching for unsuspecting creatures to fall into its trap.

Among the Lava Giants, Banon's Phantom Realm, translated into wizarding language, means "Devil's Trap."

After a while, Green shook his head, bored, and said, "The devil's mockery? It's just the sound waves from the swirling hot air currents in the valley, spreading through these earthen and rocky forest pillars. Bound perception? Some chaotic energy in this place prevents energy users from flying, making them extremely susceptible to being misled by this monotonous landscape. For a body-refining wizard, it's no problem at all. A phantom of the nightmare world? Nonsense!"

After a rational analysis, Green shook his head and smiled at the ignorance of such primitive creatures in this low-level world.

Turning his head, Green said calmly to the myna bird on his shoulder, "You stay here for now..."

Um! ?

Green was startled. His shoulder was completely empty; there was nothing there. He couldn't even sense his talent for summoning the myna bird, which connected his coordinates with the myna bird.

"Strange...impossible!"

Green was startled. When he turned around again, he saw a forest of earthen cones, hundreds of meters high, stretching as far as the eye could see, with the eternal sun shining overhead.

When exactly did I stumble into the Banong Illusionary Realm?

What Green found even more unbelievable was that he couldn't sense any natural forces, and he couldn't even fly by stepping on the air using his high-intensity body.

Tap, tap, tap, Green landed on the ground at the bottom of the earth and stone forest valley.

Woo, woo, woo, woo...

The hoarse sound of the wind made Green feel slightly uneasy. It was as if the wind just a moment ago was a simple swirling airflow, but now it had become an inexplicable and mysterious force, its origin and destination unknown, as if it had appeared out of thin air, and no natural force could be sensed.

Suppressing his helplessness and fear, Green took a few steps back, leaving a few footprints on the soft, sandy ground, which were quickly covered by the sandstorm.

"Even the very essence of the Space Fortress Wizarding World is being blocked? What kind of hellish place is this?"

Leaning against the earthen pillar, Green tried to control his rational thoughts and calmly analyze the unusual situation before him, but he became more and more flustered and could not come up with any results at all.

Suddenly, Green turned his head and took a few steps back.

The spot where he had just leaned against was not a pillar of earth or stone at all, but a lava giant that was fifty or sixty meters tall and looked like a dead corpse, sleeping soundly.

The lava giant was lifelike, gazing into the distance, but the fiery energy in its body seemed to have vanished completely, as if it had dissipated and been exhausted due to death, or as if it had been absorbed by something.

Grimm could vaguely sense an aura of despair emanating from this lava giant.

Green's face paled. This place was unusual; he had to leave immediately!

As a dark wizard, Green's keen sense of danger only made him feel a chill run down his spine and his hair stand on end. It seemed that the rules of the world had undergone an indescribable and enormous change in the place he was in, and he felt completely lost and confused.

Although unable to fly, relying on his strong physique and his memory of the direction he was heading, Green began to rapidly retreat, weaving between the earthen and stone pillars.

He didn't know how much time had passed, it seemed like several days had gone by, and even as Green began to feel his strength waning, all he saw before him was a monotonous earthen forest, the vast landscape seemingly endless.

Or... has Green been going around in circles the whole time?

"A wick maze?"

Some wizards, specializing in the exploration of knowledge in the field of mental illusion, have taken a different path from ordinary wizards who leverage the rules of the elements, and have developed some strange and magical rare wizardry.

By chance, Green learned some information about the wick maze.

Simply put, creatures trapped in this illusionary labyrinth will be confined to a relatively small mental world, where they will doubt and lose themselves amidst a series of identical reference points, eventually leading to their spiritual and willpower despair and death, leaving behind an empty shell in the endless world.

The simplest way to break the deadlock is to close your eyes, stop relying on reference points, and keep walking in one direction with unwavering faith, without ever questioning it.

His breathing became somewhat rapid, and Green closed his eyes, plunging the world into darkness.

At that moment, Green felt that the world around him was extremely unfamiliar, vast and eerily silent, as if he had stumbled into a strange world with bizarre rules.

"Hiss, don't run away..."

The chilling, piercing voice startled Green, who felt his hands and feet grow cold, as if countless hands and tentacles were dragging him into some unfamiliar, unknown darkness.

The next moment, a warm feeling, a feeling of being surrounded by the rules of the world, gradually returned to Green's body.

"Young Master! Are we going in or not? Say something! This place is so boring!" The impatient voice of the myna bird suddenly reached Green's ears.

As if in a daze, the next moment, Green's vision blurred, and an endless, calm earthen forest quietly appeared before him, with a myna bird chirping irritably in Green's ear.

The wind still howled, like the low murmur of a demon, but it seemed to have taken on a rule, no longer mysterious.

"What's going on!" Green shook his head, muttering breathlessly, "Is it really just a hallucination?"

"Oh! Young master, what happened to your hand?" the myna bird exclaimed.

Green looked down and saw bruises of various shapes and sizes on his palms and arms, including whiskers, dense and neat dots, and even the size of an infant's hand, crisscrossed.

hiss……

Everything that just happened...

In a panic, Green first took two steps back, then suddenly turned around and left this strange place, which the lava giant called "Banon's Illusion," without looking back, and desperately flew into the distance.

Or rather, escape.

Grimm sensed that this region contained a spacetime distortion he couldn't comprehend, constantly contracting and expanding, constantly moving, and constantly becoming chaotic and twisted.

Perhaps this is just a peculiar natural phenomenon in this world, or perhaps it is a strange illusion of a world that a low-level wizard cannot comprehend.

This intelligence must be passed on to the space fortress!

(End of this chapter)