Wizard's Journey

Chapter 358 The Gate to the World (Part Two)

"Wizard Grimm, what should we do?"

A bone-spiky monster, forty meters tall, stood behind Green, its body shrouded in a layer of black poisonous gas, and asked in a low voice.

The powerful aura of this skull-spiked monster was faintly stronger than that of the Thousand-Eyed Crab!

And there were several other powerful soul slave monsters similar to this bone-spiked monster in the soul slave legion that the Black Sota Stigmata Wizard had dispatched to Grimm.

These soul slaves were all powerful beings who survived countless expeditions to other worlds alongside the Black Sota Saint Mark Wizard.

Green stood atop the brownish-red fur of the Thousand-Eyed Crab's carapace, his ram-horned nightmare magic staff emitting raging black flames from the skull's two eye sockets. His wizard's robes resembled a billowing cloud of yellow sand, obscuring his figure and making him indistinct.

Beneath the surface of truth.

Grimm's elemental eyes surveyed the ever-growing number of locust-like beings surrounding the Gate of the World. If it had started as a few million, it was now probably in the tens of millions.

More and more locust-like beings rose from the ground, and some even gathered from afar.

Black flames blazed fiercely above the heads of the swarming locusts, drawing all eyes to Grimm and the bizarre and powerful 'locust-like' creatures that inhabited this nest world.

A more distant sky.

The two hundred-meter-long black flames resembled black suns in the sky, unleashing their powerful aura as world rulers, with ripples of power spreading outwards.

"This aura... the Dark Annihilation Flame God! Yes, this is the aura of the Dark Annihilation Flame God!"

Green could never forget the feeling he had when he saw that powerful life form of the alien black flame through a giant mirror during his time as a wizard apprentice. That aura was like the despair of a dark wizard, full of negative energy.

It seems that a glimmer of hope for accomplishing the mission has appeared!

Green was incredibly excited, just like the 'catalyst' that gave him the body of the Dark Flame God.

This seemingly hopeless Level 1 Demon Hunter Medal quest has now found a glimmer of hope for completion.

The foolish ruler of this alien world was deceived and manipulated by himself when he was still a wizard apprentice. He even threatened to remember his soul aura and invade the wizarding world to capture him and seal him in the belly of the rascal pig for eternity.

But now...

Grimm gazed at one of the two hundred-meter-tall black flames in the distant sky, and his elemental eyes gradually brightened.

My mission is to prevent these low-level locust people from entering the nest world first, and to lure the Dark Annihilation Flame God into the nest world so that the demon hunters waiting there can obtain the coordinates of the Flame Soul World from the Dark Annihilation Flame God.

But these two world rulers seem to completely ignore him, treating him like a fly buzzing by. At this rate, he won't be able to complete his mission…

When the bone-spiky monster behind him asked a question, Green only responded with a low, cold laugh.

"First level of Wild Instinct, open!"

A dense layer of scales gradually appeared on its skin, each scale resembling a silver coin, exuding a cold and hard metallic texture.

At the same time, Green's body seemed to have grown longer, becoming more agile and full of wild and violent beauty, and his physical aura suddenly increased.

"Ivory Armor!"

With a creak.

One after another, half-meter-long bone spurs emerged from Green's wild and violent muscular body, densely packed, like a giant hedgehog.

A stream of grayish-white energy continuously spewed from the tip of the bone spur, swirling back around Green's body. In the blink of an eye, Green was completely unrecognizable, becoming like a real monster.

It seems that Green's aura, enhanced by the power of the Stigmata Armor, has become too strong.

Finally, a strange pressure suddenly appeared.

This feeling was as if the entire Flame Soul World was about to begin squeezing Green, while simultaneously cutting away the expanding and released energy aura.

Of course, it's just a feeling.

This is merely due to the rejection by the Holy Mark Armor, not because of Grin.

This was because the aura of the Holy Mark Wizard on Grimm's body had caused a ripple throughout the entire Flame Soul World. The primordial will of the Flame Soul World sensed an invading creature from another realm.

"Hehehe, hehehehehehe..."

Green laughed loudly, as if he were a cruel and sinister sorcerer from ancient times.

Generally speaking, only level four beings can attract the attention of the world's primordial will and thus be rejected. However, Green is now on the verge of being rejected by the primordial will because of the excessive aura of the Holy Mark Wizard on his body.

Not only do they lack the protection of a wizard's shield representing the wizard's will, but they also face rejection from a different world. Is this why the Black Sota Stigmata wizards dare not invade this world rashly?

Suddenly, everything became clear.

Grimm raised his two-colored eyes, representing the power of ice and fire elements, which still shone brightly amidst the swirling yellow sand and the grayish-white aura that teemed with bone spurs.

Because at this moment...

A level-three peak locust warrior, blindfolded by a tattered red cloth, stepped forward amidst the gazes of tens of thousands of locust warriors!

The aura of this locust powerhouse had reached the peak of level three. Green's vague senses suggested that it had probably reached the power level of the Nine Melting Mountains, far surpassing ordinary level three creatures.

Even if I were to fight him now, I would probably only be evenly matched, or even lose by a small margin.

Such level-three beings will have a greater chance of gaining recognition from the world's will and thus advancing to become world rulers.

In the lower worlds, they were all the pride of their respective worlds, and even in the middle worlds, they had the opportunity to directly meet the great world lords.

They are the potential hope for the future growth of the world.

The eyes were covered by a tattered red cloth strip, beneath which seemed to be a pair of eyes that had long since died for the sword.

His thin, short body was covered with crisscrossing scars, proof of how he had steadily climbed from the lowest point to his current peak.

On the blade of a sharp sword, which was even longer than the body of this peak level three locust expert, although no flame soul power was ignited, it felt as if it had drawn flame soul power far stronger than that of Saint Santa and Saint Bolong.

he……

He has achieved absolute control over the power of the Flame Soul.

This is the most difficult step to becoming a great Flame God, and it is also the step that has prevented countless saints from advancing to the level of Flame God.

After taking this step, as long as one continues to attract the attention of the world's power and gain the recognition of the world's fundamental will, one can be promoted to the new generation of Locust World Flame God!

The many locusts marveled, envied, and revered.

Even the two supreme and great Flame Gods in the distance, who had been completely indifferent, turned their attention to the suddenly appearing locust-like powerhouse and glanced at him silently.

There seemed to be a sliver of expectation.

"Yi Mo! He is the Silent Saint of the Dark Empire, that's right! He is the Silent Saint!"

Some of the worms who recognized the powerful worm shouted, seemingly excited to have the chance to see this legendary expert up close. Their eyes were filled with disbelief, and even the swords in their hands trembled involuntarily due to their excessive excitement.

"What! The Silent Saint!?"

"He's Yimo!?"

The locusts cried out in surprise. The many locusts that had originally planned to swarm and kill these terrifying alien creatures stopped in their tracks, seemingly shocked by the word "Yi Mo".

All the ants that achieve the greatness of the Flame God have only two paths!

One option is to hold the Locust Sword Tournament, accept consecutive challenges from all the renowned saints of the Locust World, and achieve a complete victory. This would greatly increase the chances of attracting the attention of the Origin Will and being promoted to the new generation of Flame God.

Throughout history, only a handful of people have attempted this path, and each of them was a peerless genius in the world of sages, yet only two of them succeeded.

Those who remain are merely a source of regret, defeated and forgotten by countless hidden powerhouses.

Secondly, one could perform some earth-shattering events, whether righteous, evil, or incomprehensible, which would also have a considerable chance of attracting the attention of the world's fundamental will and leading to one's ascension to a new generation of Flame God.

Now, the Silent Saint has actually appeared here at this time.

His purpose...

The eyes of the numerous locusts gleamed with boundless fervor, anticipation, and excitement!

The bizarre creature from the Nest World has successfully stirred a ripple in the world's primordial will, and if the Silent Saint were to kill it at this moment...

Therefore, there is a very high chance that the new generation of Flame God will be born right here today!

Yimo will become the sixth supreme and great fire god in the current locust world, following the First Locust Fire God, the Dark Life Fire God, the Dark Annihilation Fire God, the Netherworld Fire God, and the Nether Dark Fire God, and will establish a vast empire for people to admire.

This is the path of the great Flame God!

This is the dream of countless slugs throughout their lives, but from ancient times to the present, only a handful of slugs who possessed great perseverance, great talent, and great opportunity have become the Flame God.

And today.

Are all of you here destined to witness the path of a Locust Saint, the Path of the Flame God, and become an example for countless future generations, to be remembered for eternity?

"The Silent Saint!"

"The Silent Saint!"

"The Silent Saint!"

……

Amidst the endless cheers of the countless locusts, Yi Mo raised his arms and pressed them down, signaling the many frenzied locusts to stop cheering.

The soul slaves behind Green were slightly scattered, seemingly feeling immense pressure from this formation.

The voice of the Silent Saint was very deep and calm, like the murmuring of a stream, with the imagery of water dripping on stone, and could not be disturbed by any external force.

Yi Mo stared directly at Green, and although he had no eyes, Green felt as if he had been seen through.

The soul?

"Respected powerful figures from the Nest World, it was just that the two Locust Saints, Santa and Bolong, were careless. They practiced the Flame Soul Sword Dao, but forgot that the foundation of the sword Dao lies in humility. I, Yi Mo, have practiced the Flame Soul Sword Dao for exactly 3,998 years, and today I hope to represent the great Locust Clan and demonstrate it once..."

boom!

Suddenly, the Fire Soul World Locust Man, whose eyes were covered by a red cloth, was engulfed by a black pillar of flame emitted from the Ram Horned Skull Magic Staff in Grimm's hand.

Everything happened so suddenly, so incredibly.

The black flame pillar, radiating a cold, brutal, and sinister aura, not only obliterated the peak level three expert of the Flame Soul World, but also instantly turned the hundreds of locust people who were standing in the background of his astonishment into ashes.

In an instant, a shower of blood and mangled limbs rained down from the blank sky.

"Hehehehe..."

He slightly withdrew his right hand, and the black flame in one of the eye sockets of the ram's horn skull on the magic wand gradually died down.

With a sinister, wicked laugh, Green said in a low voice, "You saw through my true nature? You were too careless!"

(End of this chapter)