Wizard's Journey

Chapter 482 The Kingdom of the First Locust God

The First Locust God Kingdom.

One after another, simple yet practical fiery red nests stand tall, seemingly built from scratch by the elite locust people over the past few decades. They carry the last legacy of the locust race in the endless world and defend the last dignity of the locust race in the endless world.

At the top of a fiery red nest, three hundred meters high, Eshi lay flat on the rooftop, gazing up at the azure sky dotted with white clouds, her heart filled with unease.

How is the outside world doing?

From the moment she was brought to the Kingdom of the Locust God as a child, Eshi was instilled with the idea that the great Locust Clan would one day launch a counterattack against the Flame Soul Continent and reclaim the Flame Soul World.

Decades ago, the Crimson Moon appeared, and the Flame Soul World was ravaged by a group of terrifying creatures from another world known as Wizards. The Wizards destroyed the capitals of the five great empires with unstoppable force, occupied the heart of the world, and corrupted the entire world with the "Shadow of Wizards".

Under the guidance of the Primordial Locust God and the Guardians of the Sea, most of the remaining Locust Saints and World Guardians of the polluted Flame Soul World were gathered together. They began to secretly recruit the Locust Elites who had suffered greatly and were struggling to survive in the Flame Soul World, and introduced them into the Primordial Locust God's country as a beacon of hope.

Essie will never forget the pain of parting from loved ones and the reluctance in her mother's eyes.

The resources of the Primordial Locust Kingdom are limited, and not all locusts can enter. Only locusts that are recognized by the saints and guardians as having the potential for swordsmanship can enter the last piece of hope, peace, and unpolluted land of the Flame Soul World.

Now, decades have passed.

Eshi looked at the busy swarms of swarms in the city. Each swarm seemed to be filled with the fervor of striving for tomorrow, their eyes brimming with so-called hope.

People seem to have begun to forget everything about the outside world!

Because the country of the First Locust God was too comfortable.

Outside lies a disaster zone ravaged by evil and powerful wizards, separated and isolated by an invisible spatial wall. Inside, all the elite locusts of the Flame Soul World live, building and striving to form a miniature, complete Flame Soul World.

"Eshi!"

The call came from behind. It was Wu Mei, Eshi's childhood sweetheart and a sword genius in the Flame Soul World. She was also recognized by a Locust Saint as the hope of the Flame Soul World and was brought into the Kingdom of the First Locust God.

Two swords hung at his waist; they were actually the rare Dual-Sword Style of the Flame Soul World.

Mistwalked to Ashe's side, her eyes filled with sadness and indifference, as if she had lost all warmth towards the outside world and only had Ashe in her eyes.

"The Thunder-Eyed Saint asked me to summon you to cultivate the Flame Soul Sword Dao, but you haven't shown up for two days."

Eshi did not answer his wife's question, his eyes still gazing blankly at the azure sky and drifting white clouds, a harmonious and beautiful scene, as if this were a world filled with tranquility and solemnity, isolated from all outside information.

At no time would Mist Fairy bring her indifference to Eshi.

Crunch!

Mist Spirit sat down next to Eshi, the blade at her waist scraping against the platform, and together they looked up at the beautiful, peaceful azure sky with drifting white clouds.

The world of Flame Soul is truly beautiful...

Finally, lost in thought, Eshi turned to his wife beside him and asked, "Tell me... how is the world outside the divine realm? Is it really as the Thunder-Eyed Saint said, that the Great Locust Clan has successfully resisted the wizard invasion and begun a strategic counterattack?"

"That should be it."

Mist is extremely intelligent, but she seems to lack her own opinions when she is with Eshi. There is always a deep sadness in her eyes, which makes people feel sorry for her and want to understand, cherish and care for her.

Squeak!

Ashe sat up and swung her sword with incredible speed. A wisp of fiery soul power swept across the blade, and waves of energy rippled outwards from Ashe.

"Thirty years! For thirty years we have relentlessly cultivated the Flame Soul Sword Path, all for the sake of reclaiming our Flame Soul World, killing those evil and brutal wizards, leaving no one alive! To avenge our fallen loved ones! But what has become of us?"

As if somewhat disheartened, Eshi brought down her sword.

"Look at those locusts! Every locust's face is filled with confidence, as if they're grateful to have entered the Primordial Locust God's Kingdom. They're indulging in this brief period of peace, having forgotten our original belief: to reclaim the world outside our spatial wall!"

The Space Wall is a characteristic and rule of the Primordial Locust God Kingdom, which can effectively prevent beings of the World Lord level from descending into the God Kingdom.

Ashe possesses dreams and passion, the arrogance of youth, an inability to tolerate anything, and an intolerance for the world to betray her sense of justice—a character trait that seems to be present in every hero before they are tempered and refined.

Looking at the passionate Ashe, Mist Fairy said softly, "Only by becoming stronger can we defeat those wizards."

"Stronger, stronger, stronger! Saint Lei Tong says this every day. Shouldn't truly powerful locusts grow stronger through constant battles? But look at them, they've forgotten everything outside. They're just using their power to enjoy a more comfortable life within this spatial wall, watching the locusts in the outside world being killed by wizards..."

What Eshi said seemed to be the reality within the country of the First Locust God.

The elite locusts living here are powerful and are known as the last hope of the locust world, but their power is only superficial.

Deep down, most of the locusts here have lost the courage to face the powerful, mysterious wizard and the endless, brutal army of soul slave monsters.

dong dong dong...

As a bell rang, the once thriving locusts all changed their expressions slightly. Some of them gritted their teeth and kept muttering "I won't be drawn, I won't be drawn" as they flew towards the direction of the bell.

"Did you see that?"

Eshi gritted her teeth and roared at the Mist Spirit, "These cowards don't want to leave the protection of the Divine Realm's spatial wall to carry out missions outside the realm anymore! They're silently praying they won't be chosen for a mission!"

"Eshi..."

Fog Charm didn't know what to say to calm down the righteous and passionate Ash, so she could only silently protect Love's side.

"Living a wretched existence parasitically within this spatial wall, defiling the will of the Great Desolate Locust Soul, such a deformed and filthy world is utterly unworthy of being called the hope of the Flame Soul World!"

As Eshi spoke, she grew increasingly furious, black flames blazing above her head, her eyes bloodshot, yet she was powerless to change anything.

The Mist Spirit pulled Eshi back.

"Stop talking. If others hear us, we will be interrogated, and we might lose our right to continue living in God's Kingdom."

Eshi shook off Mist's hand.

"Even you're afraid of those wizards now!?"

Eshi's voice turned cold.

"So you're just like them, a cowardly fellow, a wimp who's secretly pleased with his temporary comfort within this spatial wall, having lost the courage to face the wizard!"

Having her hand shaken off, Mist Fairy didn't know what to say; all her wisdom seemed to have lost its power when facing Eshi.

Wu Mei really couldn't come up with any excuses.

Before entering the Divine Kingdom, gazing upon the devastated Flame Soul World, tainted by the Shadow of the Wizard, Mist and Eshi swore together that they would dedicate all their efforts within the Divine Kingdom and one day reclaim the Flame Soul World with their own powerful strength.

However, anger and hatred are ultimately only temporary.

Compared to the rampant presence of the wizarding shadows in the outside world, the peaceful and tranquil state within the Land of the Locust God was like a paradise within a spatial wall. People continued to build this paradise, and it became more and more beautiful.

Every grasshopper here has extremely high growth potential.

As originally envisioned, with its increasing strength, it should have been able to launch continuous counterattacks against the wizards; however, the reality was quite the opposite…

The more powerful the locust, the more power it wields, building its own secure position, and constantly sending weaker locusts out of the divine kingdom according to its rules to launch a so-called counterattack, meaninglessly sending them to their deaths to comply with the rules.

Things don't always go as planned, and that's just how it is.

Faced with Eshi's justice and passion, Wumei felt ashamed, but these were the rules of the Primordial Locust God Kingdom, which Eshi and Wumei could not change; they could only adapt to them.

"Eshi, where are you going?"

The Mist Spirit cried out, but Ashe, like a teenager with nowhere to vent her anger, coldly replied, "Where I go is none of your business. I'll never again..."

boom!

Eshi had only spoken halfway when suddenly, a deep rumble of thunder echoed across the sky.

"Um?"

"This is……"

Eshi and Mist Spirit looked up at the same time, their eyes full of confusion.

On the streets and in the fiery red nest, the slugs all looked up at the sky.

"What's going on? It's such a beautiful sunny day, why is there suddenly thunder?"

"Hey, hey, hey, could that be the sound of the spatial wall?"

"Don't joke around, how could that be! This is the spatial wall of the Primordial Locust God Kingdom. No matter how powerful those monsters are, they can't break through the spatial wall to get in."

After a brief period of confusion, curiosity, and discussion among the locust people, most of them returned to calm and continued with their own affairs, except for a very small number of active rapid reaction forces who flew to the space wall in the sky to handle reconnaissance missions.

Eshi was also gazing up at the sky, at a strangely large and eerie white cloud in the azure sky, ignoring the misty figures around him.

Behind the blue sky, behind that white cloud, there seems to be something else!

Something must be done to stop those rapid-response locust hordes from getting close and to warn people to prepare!

As if she had gone mad, Ashe suddenly roared, "I've got my magic weapons! Prepare for battle! Wizards, wizards! The wizards are coming in!"

After a brief start, the locusts that were flying towards them all moved away from Eshi with disdain and continued flying towards their destination.

Mist Spirit ran over and grabbed Essie tightly, crying, "Don't shout anymore, or the enforcement team will come..."

Ash gasped for breath, looking desperately at the indifferent, unfamiliar locusts around her, her pupils trembling, but she couldn't change anything.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Five Locust Enforcement Team warriors flew over, coldly looking at Essie. The leader of the Locusts said coldly, "Come with us to the Public Security Department. If you resist, kill you on the spot!"

Eshi seemed to have lost his soul, and was restrained by two locust law enforcement officers.

Just as the group was about to fly away, a sudden rumble of thunder echoed in the sky, followed by screams of agony. The slugs, reacting quickly, plummeted from the clouds.

Thump, thump, thump, the corpse crashed to the ground.

Click!

A pair of giant, pure black energy hands were being relentlessly strangled by chains of rules, yet they paid no heed, slowly tearing open a crack in the spatial wall composed of the dense chains of rules, allowing black abyssal energy to surge in from the crack.

From the depths of darkness and the unknown, a pair of enormous eyes peered in through the crack.

(End of this chapter)