Wizard's Journey

Chapter 430 Investigation

Two years later.

The six space fortresses, side by side, resembled six blood-red moons, flying slowly and steadily through the high-altitude clouds at the most energy-efficient speed, like the wind.

This demon-hunting expedition is different from the past.

The six Stigmata Wizards spared no expense to advance the Space Fortress within the Flame Soul World. Using the Space Fortress as their foundation, they first relentlessly destroyed the capitals of the five great empires before triggering the Great Cataclysm of the Abyss.

Patches of abyssal moss have been spread throughout the Dark Empire and its surrounding vassal states as tens of thousands of demon hunters infiltrated the region.

Once these abyssal mosses merge into one, creating an unstoppable force, the second step of the plan can be completed: a localized catastrophe that will destroy the Dark Empire.

After the abyssal moss spreads to every corner of the world, the abyssal cataclysm will occur!

After the cataclysm broke out, the number of the Locust People, the rulers of this world, was reduced by more than half, and the mortality rate of their offspring was 90%. Most species in this world began to go extinct, and some creatures began to evolve abnormally, also known as Abyss creatures.

According to the intelligence data obtained by Green, depending on the extent of the destruction caused by the guardians of this world, it will take approximately twenty to thirty years to complete the local catastrophe, and more than seventy years to complete the Great Catastrophe of the Flame Soul World Abyss.

Judging from this, the duration of this demon-hunting expedition to the Flame Soul World may very well exceed a century.

On the space fortress.

Green looked down at the world from high above. As the sun set, the lush green trees and fiery red pines complemented each other beautifully. Occasionally, a fiery red bubble would appear in the air, which was the Fire Bubble Tree scattering its seeds. It was incredibly beautiful.

Groups of dandelions, like flocks of little elves, drifted slowly alongside the space fortress, embarking on a journey across the entire continent.

This world has never experienced a large-scale disaster inside.

Therefore, even without deliberate protection, the ecological environment and natural laws on the mainland are in perfect harmony, unlike the Wizarding World which is full of ravines and scars, with countless holy craters and true craters.

Leaning on the ram's horn-shaped magic staff.

A gentle breeze ruffled Green's wide wizard robes. Standing at the edge of the fortress, beneath the Mask of Truth, Green gazed at the Flame Soul World, whose rules were remarkably similar to those of the wizarding world, and couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

Such beautiful scenery can only last for a few more decades.

In the midst of brutal war, the powerful will of the wizards will transform this world into a living hell.

"Coordinates 77460, 29983, 45451, the Flame Soul World Guardian has appeared in the Sangrengeli vassal state, requesting fortress support!"

The Wizarding Guardian, wearing the First Class Medal of Honor, received a mission of special interest from the Heart of the Fortress, under the special attention of the Wizarding Guardian.

It seems that the guardians of this world have noticed the beginnings of the Abyss Moss and have begun to relentlessly hunt down the lurking Dark Wizards, using the power of the world to destroy the Abyss Moss in various strongholds of the Dark Empire, trying their best to prevent it from connecting into one.

Wherever there is abyssal moss, there will inevitably be evil wizards.

The locust people will try every means to find the wizard's whereabouts and then report to the world's guardians through various channels.

"At the slow pace of the space fortress, it will take at least another year to reach the Dark Capital. During this time, I need to go out and investigate the spread of Abyssal Moss in various places and gather intelligence. Do you want to go?"

Without turning his head, Green suddenly asked in a deep voice.

Cressia, who was studying a tricolor caterpillar specimen nearby, smiled when she heard Green's question.

"certainly."

"Um,"

As if he had anticipated this, Green called out to Little Eight, who was playing with Mystery One in the distance, and then, leaning on his ram-horned skull magic staff, walked step by step toward a mechanical bee that had landed in the distance.

"Huh? Young Master, are we leaving?"

Little Eight collected Mystery Number One into a small bottle, flew towards Green, and landed on Green's shoulder.

Green then said to Kredia, "This mechanical bee is heading towards the Demon Hunter Wizards. It's been targeted by a Flame Soul World Guardian who is hunting down any infiltrating Demon Hunter Dark Wizards. The fact that it's attracting the attention of a World Guardian means that the Abyss Moss cultivation task there must be quite successful. Let's go there and investigate secretly."

With that, Green led Kredia to the mechanical bee.

Three level-three demon hunter wizards were sitting inside the mechanical bee, seemingly ready to set off at any moment.

Braving the whirlwind from the high-frequency flapping of the mechanical bee's wings, Grin, along with Kretia, entered the mechanical bee's interior.

Three surprised and puzzled gazes turned to Green.

This mission to hunt down the world's guardians was only announced to these three great demon hunter wizards.

"Excuse me, masters. I need to take a ride on this mechanical bee to investigate the development of abyssal moss that may be noticed by the Guardians."

First Class Medal of Honor?

The three witch hunters nodded in sudden understanding.

The ruddy-cheeked demon hunter in the middle said in a hoarse voice, "Be extra careful on solo expeditions. It's best to conduct covert investigations or practice disguise techniques. Besides the locust people, some ancient and powerful creatures are hiding in some ruins in this world. They all harbor strong hostility towards wizards and have already emerged to resist the wizards' will."

Green nodded and sat down in the armchair.

"Thank you for your concern, Master."

Little Eight stood on Green's shoulder, staring at the giant eagle perched on the shoulder of another Level 3 Demon Hunter Wizard. They shook their heads, their eyes wide with curiosity, but neither spoke.

hum...

The mechanical bee soared into the sky, leaving the space fortress plaza and passing through the densely packed swarm of space slave monsters that were flying around it. It turned into a blur at an astonishing speed and flew away into the distance.

Nine days later.

Before even reaching the capital of the Sangrengli vassal state, Green took Kredia and flew away from the mechanical bees, which continued to fly into the distance.

"Mr. Green, how do you plan to conduct your investigation?"

Cretia smiled seductively, her alluring body moving closer to Green.

"Whoosh..."

After sneezing, Xiao Ba covered his nose and said, "Get away from Eighth Master! What's that smell on you?!"

The scent of the opposite sex from humans felt as pungent as garlic to Xiaoba's sense of smell.

Green squatted down and scraped a layer of powder from the soil and bark. After observing it carefully for a while, he casually sprinkled it on his hands.

After the blue ice flames beneath the mask of truth transformed into the Eye of the Eagle, Grimm gazed into the distance.

"The vegetation on that hill is very neat, it should be similar to farmland in the Wizarding World. Let's go see if there are any locust-people villages nearby."

Green had not been to the Dragon Abyss beneath the Wizarding World, and therefore lacked detailed information on the specific level of contamination by the Abyssal Moss. Consequently, much of the intelligence on the spatial fortresses lacked analytical data.

With two "whoosh" sounds, Green and Kredia flew over.

Soon, Green and Kredia found a cluster of low-rise buildings, most of which were only about ten meters tall and decorated with fiery red plant branches and leaves. They seemed to be a low-quality, civilian-style fiery nest.

Ok?

A clear six-pointed star magic circle appeared on the open ground, filled with the evil atmosphere of a wizard.

The remains of the locust people have rotted and dried, and abyssal moss has spread over tens of thousands of meters around this village.

Wherever the abyssal moss spreads, the plants wither and die, and the soil begins to acidify.

A thick aura of black abyss gathered in the sky, and large numbers of small creatures from the Flame Soul World lay dead on the ground, their bones corroded by the abyss aura.

(End of this chapter)