Wizard's Journey

Chapter 317 The Ice Field on the Surface (Part 8)

On one hand, Green was overjoyed with his creative inspiration, feeling that his future exploration of the chimera knowledge system was incredibly clear.

On the other hand...

Suddenly, seemingly awakened by the stench of sap leaking from the broken tree canopy, tens of thousands of blood-red eyes hanging upside down from the ceiling of a giant cave suddenly opened.

Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak...

A series of intersecting and echoing sound waves suddenly shattered the previously tranquil atmosphere of the cave. Then, like a torrent of ice and snow, tens of thousands of ice bats, each half a meter long, spread their wings and flew rapidly toward the stench.

After Green cleaved the canopy of the second strange tree with one hand, he deftly dodged the pale red sap that was gushing out from inside the canopy due to the intense pressure, and patiently waited for the sap to drain out before extracting the concentrated soul essence inside.

Meanwhile, Green was also pondering.

How can I transplant and cultivate this strange plant to make it a powerful tool for synthesizing my elemental souls?

Clearly, while this method of synthesizing elemental souls seems simple, it still has certain problems that need to be solved.

Firstly, this plant has specific cultivation habits; it must be cultivated and refined in a special environment to concentrate and refine its essence.

Secondly, following the normal line of thinking, if Green wanted to use this strange tree to synthesize a high-level elemental soul, he would have to cultivate and modify this plant in some way.

A strange tree like the one before us, which condenses knowledge into a low-level soul, certainly cannot condense the high-level elemental soul that Green envisions.

Finally, there is the inevitable drawback of Grimm's synthesis method, which is the time consumption. It is impossible to synthesize elements in a short time like professional wizards in the Holy Tower. It requires an extremely long compression and condensation process.

As the sap from the second strange tree's canopy dried up, Green had just placed the condensed soul essence from inside the canopy into the dimensional gap, intending to fly towards the third strange tree, when suddenly he seemed to sense something and stared in horror at the distant sky.

Suddenly, beneath the mask of truth, Green's pupils contracted!

"this……"

The once clear sky seemed to darken, and the dense sounds of flapping wings and sonic vibrations blended together, like an avalanche. Countless ice bats appeared with the force of crushing everything in their path and the overwhelming weight of a mountain.

At that moment, Green was like a sailboat before a tsunami, his mouth agape in disbelief.

"This...this is the soul gatherer? Or rather, the guardian, of the Soul Tree?"

On the other side, the myna bird, which was pecking at its wing feathers on the Spy Shadow Meteorite, was completely stunned, muttering to itself, "Damn it, am I having a nightmare? So many bats!?"

On the myna bird's list of dislikes, bats are number one, and black cats are number two.

Pop, pop, pop!

After slapping itself three times hard, the myna bird realized it really hurt and wasn't dreaming. Its first instinct was to scream and try to squeeze into the dimensional gap. Its second instinct was to squeeze out of the half-submerged dimensional gap and stand on the distant Shadow Starfall, screaming loudly.

"Oh my god! Young master, we have to run! I didn't expect all the bats we used to eat to have teamed up for revenge. I don't want to become their bat poop!"

In a moment of desperation, Green quickly thought of a solution, then gritted his teeth and roared.

"Xiao Ba, ride the Shadow Starfall and escape quickly, don't worry about me!"

This kind of plot...

It looks like a beautiful scene from a biographical novel.

A pair of lovers in the face of an irresistible and devastating disaster, one of them risked his life to hold off the other and buy time so that the other could escape safely, and these were the words he uttered.

Often, the other person will foolishly shout things like "If you don't leave, I won't leave either," and then the two of them will stay together to withstand the danger, eventually turning the crisis into safety and witnessing their true love.

However, the reality is...

"oh."

The myna bird, riding the Shadow Starfall, flew away into the distance without looking back. It was clean and efficient, without any hesitation, and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

The stark contrast in the plot almost made Green yell at the crowd.

Although he was so angry he almost laughed, Green didn't hesitate at all. With a loud bang, he hurled the ram's horn-shaped skull at the ground next to the roots of the strange tree.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

Several high-density shockwaves blasted the earth, completely loosening the soil and rocks. Although some plant roots were damaged, Green couldn't care less in his haste and slashed down fiercely with his ice sword.

Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak...

Gazing at the torrent of ice bats that was only tens of meters away from him, Grimm quickly retracted the roots of the Strange Tree, took a deep breath under the Mask of Truth, and stabilized his violently pounding heartbeat. His eyes gradually transformed into frog-like horizontal pupils.

Gradually, the surging torrent of ice bats slowed down in Green's field of vision.

The leading ice bats slowly flapped their wings, and their claws were covered with a layer of azure ice energy. The attack power varied from ten to one hundred degrees depending on the individual ice bats.

However, at this time there were hundreds of thousands of them!

Its head, which took up a third of its body length, opened its mouth wide, revealing fangs, and its eyes faintly emitted an eerie, pale red glow.

"This feeling... a soul slave!?"

Green was filled with disbelief. These ice bats were actually soul slaves?

Whose soul slaves are they?

They couldn't possibly be a monster army enslaved by the souls of wizards, since they don't possess any soul aura belonging to human wizards.

No wonder there were no traces of any other native creatures from the nest world near these mountains.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...

In an instant, a massive torrent of ice bats engulfed Green, who seemed completely stunned. The densely packed ice bats piled up like mountains, as if they wanted to tear Green to pieces and devour him.

If they were truly surrounded by so many ice bats, not to mention Grimm, even some level three great wizards would probably be in grave danger, facing a slim chance of survival.

…………

Meanwhile, inside the Shadow Star Meteor pod, which is flying at high speed.

In a flash, Grimm gasped in alarm, a struggling ice bat still bound to his hand by the green python thread, its eyes bloodshot as it tried to attack him.

"Gah... Young Master, you scared me to death! I thought you were going to turn into bat droppings."

As the myna bird spoke, it glanced at the ice bat in Green's hand and asked in surprise, "Today's dinner?"

Ignoring the myna, Green grabbed the ice bat by the neck with one hand and broke its two struggling wings with the other, then looked into its eyes.

Grimm's eyes are the wizard's eyes.

Those calm, rational, cruel, and profound eyes, if they were to meet the gaze of a creature weaker than themselves, would plunge that creature into endless fear.

This is the terror that belongs to the countless gruesome experimental specimens that died on the wizard's experimental table.

After observing for a while, Green took out the crystal ball and snapped the ice bat's neck with a "snap".

The ice bat's soul was collected into the crystal ball.

After a while, Green placed the crystal ball and the accompanying corpse specimen into the dimensional gap and muttered to himself.

"That's right, its soul has indeed been enslaved by other creatures. And with hundreds of thousands of ice bats just now, the fact that they were all enslaved... can only be a world master, a powerful soul creature of level four or above."

It's truly unexpected that other alien creatures in the endless world have already mastered the secret of soul enslavement.

So...

For such alien worlds with the potential to develop into civilized worlds, the wizarding world must either defeat them, enslave and castrate them, or completely erase them!

(End of this chapter)