Wizard's Journey

Chapter 473 The Formless Ancient Demon (Fourth update following yesterday's update)

A moment of silence...

A blinding, intense red light flashed across the sky, followed by a gentle, warm breeze that stirred the clothes and hair of the five wizards standing in a row.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening sonic boom, as if to tear eardrums, and a howling wind carrying large swaths of abyssal moss debris roared in. Even with the wizard's shield, everyone instinctively closed their eyes and even shrank their bodies slightly.

The violent hurricane lasted for several tens of seconds before it began to slowly subside.

Finally, after the gale subsided again, a towering cloud of flames, thousands of meters high, rose into the sky on a distant land in the Origin Locust Empire deep within the Flame Soul Continent. The dust at the top slowly spread, gradually transforming into a giant mushroom cloud that merged with the dark clouds of the abyss, and continued to spread in all directions.

"The mainland tectonic plate is about to experience ripples and fluctuations!"

With a roar, Green took to the air, and Solem, Vicky, Millie, and Kredia followed suit, dodging the raging winds and trying to get as far away from the ground as possible.

boom!

Like a tidal wave ploughing the land, the solid earth covered with abyssal moss was swept up by a shockwave originating from a distant epicenter, forming a wave tens of meters high, which continued to surge into the distance at an astonishing speed.

At that moment, the five wizards felt as if their hearts had been violently pounded.

The solid ground crumbled instantly with the ripple, turning into a soft layer of soil, and the abyssal moss on the surface was rolled underground.

On the ground, some abyssal monsters, abyssal plants, and abyssal insects that could not fly were all submerged underground by the sudden shockwave from the continental plate.

Millions of abyssal creatures that had been guarding the high heavens were blown to pieces.

After all, these were just abyssal creatures temporarily summoned by Grimm, not elite slave monsters left over from the long-term conquests of the wizard legion. Although their numbers were large, they were by no means comparable to a real slave monster legion.

Rumble rumble...

Only then did the muffled explosions from the epicenter of the continental tremor created by several Stigmata Wizards reach us.

Grimm glanced around at the remaining ten thousand or so abyssal creatures, as if the demon king was dissatisfied with his demonic minions. With a roar, Grimm once again activated his wizarding will!

As Grimm once again activated the ripples of his wizarding will, the dizzy abyssal monsters in the sky gathered around him once more.

On the ground, the soft soil, churned and plowed by the shockwaves, was turned over and over again. One after another, tenacious abyssal creatures crawled out. Whether they were mutated creatures, abyssal plants, or abyssal insects, they all disregarded their instincts and reason and crowded towards Green.

One after another, head to head, these abyssal creatures, generally hideous and grotesque, resembled demons from mythology and legend.

Once again, Grimm reorganized the army of abyssal monsters he had summoned.

Beneath the mask of truth, Grimm's eyes gleamed with a cold, elemental light, flickering as if searching for his demon hunter. Suddenly, Grimm made a discovery.

Black flames flickered from the two skull eye sockets of the Ram's Horned Skull Magic Wand as Grimm swung it in a direction to the left front.

Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh...

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss...

One after another, abyssal creatures flew and ran nimbly, some even dragging their severed limbs, surging toward the direction pointed to by Grimm's will.

"Get used to these abyssal creatures; they are the wizard's true enemies."

After speaking to the four people behind him, Green flew forward with Little Eight on his shoulder. More than 100,000 abyssal monsters of all kinds surrounded Green like a hurricane, with the sound of their wings flapping rising and falling.

The vast majority of these abyssal monsters have densely packed fleshy tumors covering their bodies, making them look ferocious and ugly, yet they possess astonishing vitality.

"How did you do that?"

Wiki, whose body was as large as a small mountain, was tense all over, his fists clenched tightly, his face serious, his eyes fixed on Green's back, and he asked through gritted teeth in disbelief.

To be able to summon such a large number of abyssal monsters is truly amazing!

Could such power really have been accomplished by just a level one wizard?

Wiki's question also reflected the burning curiosity of Solem, Millie, and Kredia: if they could obtain this power, these beings in this abyss-corrupted world would be able to look down upon any creature below the level of a world lord.

Xiao Ba suddenly turned around and looked at Wikipedia.

For some reason, Wikipedia felt that the little guy was sneering at him.

"Shocked by this power? Hmph, this is the power possessed by every ordinary Ancient Demon of the Abyss! Now, can you feel the despair of the ancient wizarding world facing the Abyss?"

Wiki, Solem, Millie, and Cressia all wore expressions of disbelief, opening their mouths as if to say something, but unable to utter a single word.

At this moment, Green is a replica of the Ancient Demon of the Abyss.

However, Xiao Ba suddenly shook his head, seemingly with a genuine sneer, and turned back to look with Green at the scattered locust-like targets in the distant sky.

"Hehehehe, I was just kidding."

Uh?

For some reason, Wiki, Solem, Millie, and Cressia all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

After regaining her composure, Kretia gave Xiao Ba a seductive smile, feigning fear as she said in a coquettish voice, "Oh dear, Eighth Master, you scared us again. Hehe, don't do that again next time..."

During the decades Green was away, Kreta managed to establish a connection with Eighth.

However, Xiao Ba didn't turn around, letting out a melancholy sigh: "Yes, how could those ancient demons be so weak? These so-called abyssal demons are nothing more than food for the abyssal dragons... What those ancient demons summon from the abyss are countless dragons, one after another, beneath the feet of every dragon-training wizard!"

Crédia stopped mid-sentence, her exquisite and alluring face blank with shock.

"Yahong Nivichi, are you really a species that has survived from ancient times?"

Millie asked incredulously, then added, "Were the creatures of the abyss that those ancient wizards faced really that powerful?"

The myna bird nodded calmly, its former playful demeanor gone.

"Yes, incredibly powerful, unbelievably powerful! But their power is the complete opposite of that of the Wizarding World. It is the incredible power of every low-level Ancient Demon without a form, while the high-level Ancient Demons without a form are still somewhat inferior to the most prosperous and glorious ancient Wizarding World."

In the wizarding world, the greatest weakness is ordinary humans.

Weak humans cannot survive in any harsh environment and can only live in the greenhouse paradise built by wizards.

Losing ordinary humans is equivalent to losing the source of formal wizards, and losing the source of formal wizards is equivalent to losing the source of magic for the wizard tower.

As for losing the source of magic power for the Wizard Tower, it means that the number of Stigmata Wizards will decrease sharply, which in turn will greatly reduce the Wizarding World's control over the world community, greatly reduce the amount of resources plundered, and further lead to the decline of True Spirit Wizards...

As millions of abyssal creatures surged towards the sky like a tidal wave, amidst the despair of the scattered thousand or so locust-men, Grimm, beneath the Mask of Truth, murmured: "Destroy them."

(End of this chapter)