Wizard's Journey

Chapter 431 Abyss Transformation

After picking up some small creature remains and specimens from the ground, Green went to the faint six-star magic circle, turned it off, and used a crystal bottle to collect some locust-man remains.

"It stinks!"

Little Eight, perched on Green's shoulder, covered its nose and screamed, "This is the corrosive smell of land being initially abyss-ified! The ancient wizarding world experienced this too; back then, the wizarding world was filled with this strange odor!"

Green, however, acted as if nothing was amiss, seemingly oblivious to the acrid stench of the decaying corpses.

Adhering to the most rigorous experimental approach, Greene compared and contrasted several bottles of corpse remains he had collected and drew some conclusions.

"This small patch of abyssal moss is only highly corrosive to weak creatures with a constitution of one or less. Creatures with a constitution between one and three will be weakened to varying degrees."

After a pause, Green began comparing other data.

"Judging from the timeline, the time when the demon hunter wizards who carried out the mission set up the abyssal moss cultivation magic circle here should be about a year and a half ago, while the initial outbreak of abyssal moss here should be about three months ago, with an interval of about a year."

After gaining a clear understanding of the data he had obtained, Green recorded it in a mission notebook and made a simple comparison with the intelligence information he had previously collected at the operations command.

"I can't take it anymore! Young Master, I'm going to hide for a while!"

Xiao Ba covered his nose, looking like he was about to vomit from holding back his anger, and cut open the crack to enter the dimensional gap.

Kredia was standing next to the magic circle, which was almost completely ineffective, examining a piece of energy crystal core remnant.

After listening to Green's analysis, he smiled and said, "It seems that the secret to why we were able to achieve the initial outbreak of abyssal moss here and attract the attention of the guardians of the Flame Soul World lies in this crystal."

As she spoke, Clementia threw the crystal in her hand toward Green.

Catching the crystal, Grimm sensed the last trace of energy within it and exclaimed in astonishment, "Blood power?"

Green then added, "The unique blood essence stones of the Flame Soul world cultivate abyssal moss! It seems that there is likely a mining area for these blood essence stones within this territory."

Having obtained some useful intelligence, Grimm's dual-colored eyes, glowing with both ice and fire beneath his Face of Truth, surveyed his surroundings. There was no chirping of insects or birds; the silence was almost eerie.

The black abyssal aura floating in the sky like clouds resembled the howling of a menacing demon.

Leaning on his ram-horned skull magic staff, Grimm walked step by step to a nearby withered red pine tree that was over thirty meters tall, its bark now sparsely covered with black abyssal moss.

It was as if this seemingly weak but actually terrifying black moss brought death wherever it spread.

After Green gently peeled back a small piece of red pine bark, the trunk inside looked like rotten wood that had been stored for thousands of years, eaten by insects hundreds of times, riddled with holes and full of dregs.

crunch...

boom!

With a push from Green, the withered red pine tree collapsed with a crash.

"It seems that abyssal mosses are more effective at damaging plants; this red pine suffered far more damage than the animal specimens."

Not far away, Cretia, who was also observing animal specimens, exclaimed in slight surprise, "Grin, come quick! Abyssal plants have started to appear!"

Ok?

Green walked over quickly.

This was a small patch of thorns, colorful and vibrant, waving like tentacles, defiantly challenging Cretia and warning her not to approach.

The body of a small creature was trapped and entangled inside the thicket of thorns, like a large cocoon.

Any major catastrophe, including the Abyss Cataclysm, does not exterminate life in a world. Rather, it replaces life forms that were previously created under the old rules with new life forms that are better adapted to those rules after the world's rules have changed.

In the world after the Great Cataclysm, unless the power of the world completely purifies all the abyssal moss, all life within the world will undergo an irreversible abyssal transformation process in order to survive.

Once a world becomes abyss-like, if an abyssal civilization were to arrive in that world, it would complete the second step of the abyssal civilization's invasion: the world's conception.

An auxiliary space will evolve within the world, possessing a wondrous abyss capable of giving birth to abyssal dragons without warning, much like the underground dragon-hunting abyss in the Wizarding World.

With lightning speed, Green snapped off a small section of the Abyss Thorns.

"Waaaaah..."

This small clump of abyssal thorns emitted a sound similar to the howling of a human child, baring its fangs and claws as if trying to retaliate against Green, but Green easily dodged it.

Green looked at the colorful broken branch in his hand.

The broken branch dripped dark red sap, resembling rotten blood, and emitted a sour, foul odor. Even though it was broken, it continued to wriggle and struggle like a gecko's tail, displaying an extremely strong vitality.

Green took out tweezers and carefully plucked a few thorns from the broken thorn branch in his hand, collecting them into a laboratory crystal bottle.

Upon seeing this, Kretia said in a deep voice, "The toxicity of abyssal plants is very special. It can stimulate some ancient memories in the body, causing creatures to experience a painful and weak feeling similar to the aftermath of unleashing their wild instincts. This is why a large number of dragon-training wizards are born in the abyss of the wizarding world."

"Um."

Nodding, Green naturally knew the basic information about these body-refining wizards.

This is also why Green collected these stingers.

Green has always suspected that the reason he can relatively easily unlock his wild instincts is most likely related to the cracks in his life code.

Could the toxic stimuli from these deep-sea plants also have some connection to the code of life?

This is one of the directions Green will take for his future body-refining experiments.

Kredia couldn't help but sigh, "If the abyssal moss is contaminated on a large scale, the only way to completely eradicate it is through the power of a true spirit wizard, as was done in the ancient wizarding world. The only other way is for the guardians to actively purify themselves by communicating with the power of the world. Abyssal creatures are truly terrifyingly resilient life forms."

After thinking for a moment, Green said in a deep voice, "Abyssal creatures are indeed the most resilient naturally evolved creatures in the records of the Wizarding World. But in terms of non-natural creatures, the six-ring algae that the Six-Ring Tower used to manage the Sacred Scar Crater and the True Spirit Crater probably have a vitality that far exceeds that of these abyssal creatures. Wizards' wisdom, imagination and creativity will ultimately exceed the limits of the real world."

The Hexacyclic Algae are terrifying creatures developed by the Hexacyclic True Spirit Wizard in order to eliminate the violent rules remaining in the Stigmata Crater and True Spirit Crater of the Wizarding World.

In Green's view, its level of terror far surpasses that of the abyssal moss!

It is precisely because of its terror that even a sixth-ring True Spirit Wizard can only utilize it to a limited extent; otherwise, it might very well have evolved into a source of disaster in the wizarding world far greater than the True Spirit Crater.

This is a laboratory product that uses destruction as its purpose for self-sustaining; it is a demon that violates the rules of balance in an endless world.

"Hexacyclic algae?"

Cretia had never heard of this secret.

For the average witcher, the vastness of the wizarding world far exceeds their imagination.

Thus, the wizarding world is an unimaginably mysterious, powerful, and terrifying world teeming with demons for this community.

After silently surveying his surroundings once more, Green thought for a moment and said, "Since some plants have already begun the initial stages of abyssal transformation, let's split up and search carefully to see if there are any other abyssal-transformed creatures."

"it is good."

Cretia and Green parted ways.

Kredia walked into the low-lying Crimson Nest building, while Grimm followed the denser moss in the abyss.

After a while, Green and Kreta reunited, both having made some gains.

In Green's hand, a creature resembling a field mouse was frozen inside a completely transparent block of ice.

However, the creature's fur had begun to fall off in some areas, and it was covered with bumps that looked like malignant tumors, making it look ferocious and terrifying. It had a mouthful of sharp fangs and was completely out of harmony with the rules of this world.

In Cressia's hand, the tail of a fiery red scorpion was stuck into a beetle the size of a baby's fist.

The beetle was pitch black, with two enormous mandibles that were quite astonishing, taking up half of its body. One mandible was tucked into its mouth like a straw, as if it could pop out at any moment.

Green fell silent for a moment; even a creature that had only just begun to transform into an abyss was already so ferocious and terrifying.

It seems that my journey to the deepest abyss of the Wizarding World will be essential if I wish to pursue deeper levels of physical cultivation in the future.

"Let's go. Let's disguise ourselves and try to find a village or city of locust people on the edge of the abyssal moss-infested area. We'll gather information on the effects of abyssalization on ordinary locust people. Then, we'll secretly investigate the information about those blood crystals; it might be a hidden level 3 honor medal quest."

For a Level 1 Demon Hunter Wizard, the reward of Wizard Essence for a Demon Hunter Expedition is no longer calculated based on each mission of a regular Demon Hunter Wizard, but rather based on the contribution recorded by the combat command.

A level 3 Demon Hunter Archmage with a first-class honor medal will receive far more magic essence from each Demon Hunter expedition than any ordinary Demon Hunter Archmage could ever achieve, unless the expedition fails.

Even for a first-level wizard like Grimm, even if his contribution is only a negligible fraction of a percent, his earnings would still be an astonishing figure for most demon hunter wizards.

With the support of a large amount of intelligence, first-class honor medal demon hunters can easily cancel out other demon hunters' missions that might earn them honor medals by issuing missions.

The existence of the First-Class Medal of Honor Demon Hunter Wizard is precisely to replace the Stigmata Wizard and the combat command center, and to fill the "loopholes" in the Demon Hunter Expedition Plan.

With a deep roar, Green's body began to slowly change.

Gradually, Green appeared as a green-skinned locust-man about 1.5 meters tall. He looked no different from other locust-men. As for learning the language of this world, that was naturally already done.

As he changed into his locust-man costume, Green turned his head and looked at Cretia.

Amidst the swirling pink mist, Kredia appeared as a female locust-person, her naked body draped in a fiery red feathered robe—a luxurious garment in locust-person culture that only the noble could afford.

(End of this chapter)