Wizard's Journey

Chapter 376 Summoning

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Two weeks later, a knock on the door of the Demon Hunter Castle jolted Green out of his reading and contemplation in the library.

He frowned slightly.

Wizards usually communicate with each other in advance via a crystal ball unless they are strangers visiting each other.

After returning the tattered book he had retrieved from the Bottle World and repaired to the bookshelf, Grimm flew down from the third floor of the Demon Hunter Castle. After deactivating the magical barrier, he opened the castle gate with a creak.

"you……"

Grimm's body trembled involuntarily beneath his robes, his eyes fixed on the suddenly arriving Level 3 Archmage beneath the Mask of Truth.

A large wizard's robe, a wrinkled, aged face...

This level three archmage, Grimm, would never forget that this was the same examiner who carried the head of the dark wizard Hattori Mizo on the Sea of ​​Gems 350 years ago!

Taking a deep breath, Green tried to suppress the pain in his heart and bowed his head to perform the wizard's ritual.

"Master, what brings you here so suddenly?"

No matter how much pain and unhappiness one has in their heart, a low-level wizard must maintain absolute respect in the face of a high-level wizard; this is one of the basic rules of the wizarding world.

"Hmph, Green, I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"

The old wizard's ghostly eyes were fixed on Green, filled with an indescribable admiration. A satisfied smile played on his lips, revealing a few neat, white teeth.

As he spoke, the old wizard took out a blood-red scroll from his wizard's robe with his withered hands and solemnly handed it to Green with both hands.

"The Demon Hunter Mission is a gathering place for all elite dark wizards. You, as a Level 1 Demon Hunter Wizard with a Level 3 Honor Medal, were already on the organization's review and filing list. Last time, you brilliantly sabotaged the Demon Hunter Mission of seven people: Three Pepper Demons, Gabil, Kuyak, Lokiru, Clives, Zojinz, and Aroncho. I have already submitted your information to the organization as a priority..."

With fervent anticipation in his eyes, the old wizard stroked his beard.

"Even I didn't expect that you would complete a Level 1 Demon Hunting Mission and earn a Level 1 Honor Medal during this Demon Hunting Expedition! This time, not only do I have high hopes for you, but the higher-ups of the organization stationed at the Seventh Ring Holy Tower have also begun to pay close attention to you. We have checked all your Demon Hunting Expedition records, and it's simply unbelievable that a Demon Hunting Wizard with only two Demon Hunting Expedition experiences actually possesses a Level 1 Honor Medal!"

Faced with the old wizard's almost enthusiastic praise, Green remained silent and did not speak.

With one hand supporting the ram's horn-shaped magic staff and the other holding the Crimson Quest Scroll, Grimm lowered his head, seemingly trying to hide his inner pain.

The old wizard, however, thought that Green was just too excited.

He had issued too many such missions. For a dark wizard, joining the Demon Hunter questline was like a wizard apprentice yearning to become a Demon Hunter wizard. It was as if this was the meaning of pursuing the path of a wizard. What a joyful and exciting moment this was.

Just like the Holy Tower's battle, defeating all its opponents.

It was commonplace for some demon hunters to be so excited that they couldn't speak properly, and others to be so excited that they couldn't utter a word.

The old wizard chuckled, "Go, Grimm, the Demon Hunter, complete the mission and assessment assigned to you by the Demon Hunter Achievements. Once you complete this mission, you will have the honor of joining one of the four great white-robed wizarding organizations in this wizarding world—the glorious Demon Hunter Achievements!"

With that, the old wizard laughed heartily, stepped onto a dark cloud of elemental energy, and left Grimm's Demon Hunter Castle.

squeak...

Bang!

After closing the castle gates, Green quietly walked to the dissection room's experimental table on the third floor. With a "whoosh," the scroll of Demon Hunter's Records and Crimson Quests in his hand burst into flames.

Is this supposedly good fortune that led to my inclusion in the Demon Hunter roster?

You should leave it for someone else...

On the third-floor dissection table, the corpse of a locust-man, about 1.5 meters tall, lay laid out. The corpse had already undergone a thorough and in-depth analysis by Green.

From biological structure, growth characteristics, physiological features, thought logic, and artistic behavior, Green conducted a series of detailed analyses of the locust-man specimen, as if it were the first frog dissected on the experimental table during a wizard's apprenticeship.

Green not only conducted a series of analyses on the physical body of this locust-man named Santa, but also continuously dissected the soul sealed in the energy crystal, and even simulated some prototypes of the power of the Flame Soul.

This is all important information, the basic information about Green's intention to invite Millie, Cressia, Solem, and Wiki as captain.

As for the special care promised by the Black Tower Stigmata Wizard, that was a prerequisite.

Picking up a sharp blade, Green continued his previous study of the locust-man's wings, cutting off a piece of tissue between cartilage and keratin and examining it under a microscope.

A sigh.

"Sigh... I made a mistake. I didn't expect that the true secret of these locust people's Flame Soul Sword Dao will is actually the sword that each locust person never leaves behind, just like the relationship between an elemental wizard and his symbiotic insect?"

The locust-man biological specimen that the Black Sota Stigmata Wizard gave to Grimm did not have a blade.

…………

half a month later.

Grimm contacted Millie, Vicky, and Kredia through the crystal ball, and they all arrived at Grimm's Demon Hunter Castle. Only Soram was still on a demon hunter expedition and had not yet returned, so they could not be contacted.

The four of them gathered around the dissection table of the locust-man specimen, briefly observing the biological specimen before focusing their attention on Green.

Wearing a gray-white spiral patterned mask of truth, a ram's horn and skull magic wand, and a sand-like robe resembling yellow sand, the magical aura emanating from this Grimm seemed even more powerful.

The Ram Horned Skull Magic Wand merged into his body, and the ram horn skull transformed into shoulder guards.

Pointing to the locust-man biological specimen on the experimental table, half of which was intact and the other half had been completely dissected according to its physiological structure, Green said in a deep voice: "This biological specimen is the locust-man I was talking about. Their social civilization structure is the Flame Soul Sword Dao. The Lord of the World has the ability to control soul slaves, the ability to open the gate to the world with the souls of alien life forms, and the ability to communicate with the powerful souls of life forms in distant and unknown worlds."

"The Flame Soul Sword Path: wielding the power of flames with the will of the soul?"

The blue wizard's robes exuded a chilling aura, and the swirling elemental power subtly formed illusory ice phoenixes and vortexes. A pair of cold, clear eyes, filled with complex emotions, looked at Grimm and asked.

More than a hundred years have passed since we last met. Millie's appearance remains the same, but the chill in her body is even more penetrating.

Through the faint connection of the ice crystals on their foreheads, the two felt a strange affinity for each other, just like how Green and Mina's fiery bodies once attracted each other.

Green sighed, "It was my mistake. I didn't realize that the key to this species lies not in its physical structure and constitution, but in its soul and the blade in its hand. I have detailed information on the soul, but I don't have a specific specimen of the blade for detailed analysis."

Millie nodded, took out the crystal ball that Green had given to each of them, and began to examine it carefully.

"I am truly surprised that Lord Grin would invite me to join him on this demon-hunting expedition."

Crétia was like an alluring fairy, her graceful and seductive body revealing large expanses of snow-white skin, a red scorpion-patterned short skirt, and a large expanse of snow-white, surging breasts.

With a flicker of her eyes, Chrétia smiled with a mysterious meaning on her red lips.

"I vaguely remember competing with Lord Grin in the Holy Tower Qualifying Tournament back then. Lord Grin's sweeping victory across the five regions was truly unforgettable. I wonder if, now, hundreds of years later, Lord Grin's brilliance remains as undiminished as it was back then?"

Green smiled at Cretia.

Once, Green was inexplicably wary of this witch, but after a hundred years in the Seven Rings Prison, looking at Kredia, one of the five people who came to greet him, he was suddenly moved, and his former wariness was slightly relieved.

"A mere first-level Demon Hunter Dark Wizard, even with the protection of the great Black Tower Saint Mark Wizard, is nothing more than an insignificant speck of sand in the Demon Hunter Expedition. What glory is there to speak of?"

the other side.

He had prominent cheekbones, a stubble on his chin, and wise, sharp eyes that also held a sense of weight and composure. He wore a golden crown on his black hair and a suit of metal armor.

Wikipedia seemed to be embraced by giant, granite arms, and a sense of mountainous weight washed over me.

"Hmm? Green, it seems your body refinement achievements haven't lagged behind."

Wiki didn't pay much attention to the biological specimens on the experimental table, because his wizarding path had gradually begun to deviate from the traditional path of elemental wizards.

Millie and Kredia have both expressed their interest in joining Green's demon-hunting expedition team of dark wizards. Only this powerful body-refining wizard, who has mastered his own unique magic, has only expressed his willingness to come and take a look.

"So, are you willing to join?"

Green asked directly.

Wiki laughed and asked, "Green, you said the Black Sota Saint Mark Wizard would give you special treatment, and that if we help you successfully obtain the *Flame Soul Scripture* from the Temple of the Primordial Flame God, we'll each receive a hundred magic essences as a reward, settled fairly through a seven-ring contract. I want to know, why would the Black Sota Saint Mark Wizard give you this so-called special treatment?"

Beneath the mask of truth, Green glanced at Wikipedia and slowly took out a scroll from his chest.

"A First Class Medal of Honor!?"

Not only Wikipedia, but Millie and Clementia also screamed in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)