Wizard's Journey

Chapter 569 Powerful Attack

"Damn it! It's an evil blood clone!"

On the other side, several level-one witch hunters who had gathered together looked at the evil blood clones that were shooting towards the Yuan Magnetic Star of Weichong Peak with all their might, and their expressions changed.

Ok?

Little Eight was unaware of what was happening over there. Green, who had been full of enthusiasm, suddenly froze and looked over with his eyes under the Mask of Truth.

Ultimately, the difference in status is a change in power.

For wizards who have the power to control the situation, this is a golden opportunity to plunder the rewards of the wizard spirits, and they should not miss it. However, for wizards who lack strength, this is a war of life and death, and they must be careful.

Green was once one of them, but he escaped death thanks to Eighth Man and a lot of luck, and survived the test of time.

All the high-level demon hunter wizards who survive the test of time are undoubtedly the elite among demon hunter wizards. This is beyond doubt after Green witnessed several demon hunter expeditions.

Green has now successfully transformed from a weak, drifting demon hunter into a mastermind on the demon hunting expedition, a testament to the confidence and strength gained from his increased power.

"master."

Several demon hunters were pleasantly surprised when they saw Grimm. A level one... a level two demon hunter with a level one honor medal!?

Very good!

"Um."

Green knew what the other party was thinking, of course. A few years ago, Green was also one of them. He could only clear out low-level Bloodmark creatures and keep an eye on the high-level wizards around him. Once he encountered the evil Blood Hatred Demon King's clone, he would immediately seek out a high-level wizard for help.

The increased mental power brought by advancing to the second-level wizard, and the increased leverage of the rules of attack brought by mastering the power of annihilation, allowed Grimm to perfectly complete his role transformation.

puff!

Suddenly, just as the wizard, whose demon-hunting experience was still somewhat inexperienced, nodded to Grimm, a female demon-hunting wizard a few meters away suddenly raised her hand and, with incredible speed, pierced through the fragile wizard's shield. Her palm emerged from the wizard's chest, and blood spurted out with a "plop" from the pierced demon-hunting wizard's chest.

The new Level 1 Demon Hunter, who was bowing respectfully to Grin with a smile, froze, looking down at the hand that had pierced through his chest, which gradually turned into a twisting, writhing blood shadow.

"Evil Blood Clone, disperse!"

The old witch, whose experience in demon hunting expeditions was significantly greater, changed her expression drastically. A dazzling light shone from the tip of her magic staff, and after the mysterious curse mark on her neck was opened, a chilling black aura emanated from her body.

"Black-guided penetrating cannon!"

After the brief burst of brilliant light gathered at the tip of the magic wand exceeded its limit, a pillar of dark elemental energy erupted with a roar from the old witch.

escape!

As expected of the most experienced fighter among them, the old witch didn't wait for the outcome. After casting her spell, she immediately fled towards Green, who was the closest to her.

"Waaah..."

The space fortress was heavily guarded, and a loud horn sounded, indicating that the evil bloodline's main body and clones that had infiltrated the space fortress were far more than just the one in front of Grimm.

"Master, save me!"

Dark element flowed beneath the old witch's feet, her eyes fixed on Grimm with longing.

"what……"

On the other side, the old witch's attack clearly did not inflict any fatal damage on this evil blood clone. In fact, amidst the energy-filled ripples, the cries of other witch hunters who were seriously injured could still be heard.

As the fortress horn sounded, several level-three archmages flew out of the low wizard tower in the center of the fortress. After locking onto their targets, they flew in all directions of the fortress. One of them flew towards Grimm.

However, he was a little too late.

Lightning flashed beneath his feet, and Green instantly appeared in front of the old witch. To the old witch's horrified gaze, the tip of the Ram's Horned Skull Magic Wand pulled light from all directions to converge, and high-density shockwaves spread through the space. A blurry, distorted wave swung forward fiercely, its speed and force unstoppable.

this!?

Not only the old witch behind Green, but also the third-level archmage rushing towards them at full speed, his apricot-yellow eyes under half a purple mask couldn't help but shrink.

Beside the Evil Blood clone were three Level 1 Demon Hunter Wizards.

A petite, fair-skinned witch sprouted several vine-like hands, yet she could only look on with despair when faced with the main body of the evil Blood Hate Demon King, who was right in front of her.

These vine-like hands were so fragile and vulnerable that the evil blood-hate demon king's main body avatar, like a wild beast, tore apart the wizard's seemingly flimsy defenses, and then its hideous, twisted blood hands plunged between the wizard's firm breasts.

Ding!

Between the firm breasts of the wizard's robe, a dazzling golden necklace floated up, forming a golden protective shield.

However, with a "crack" sound, the blood-red hand easily pierced through the protective shield and thrust towards the witch's open, cherry-red mouth in despair.

Am I going to die?

No, this is only my second demon-hunting expedition! My wizarding journey has just begun. The Iceheart Seed Cultivation Project is already showing promise; I only need seventy-five more Wizard Essences to purchase a Flower Vine seedling. Everything in the future is so wonderful, so worth looking forward to…

I don't want to die, I don't want to die!

Suddenly, distorted light pulled forward from behind, and a gray-white spiral mask appeared on the head of the evil blood clone amidst the swirling shadows. A twisted black hole, seemingly ready to devour everything, crashed down from the top of the ram's horn skull.

boom!

The next moment, the witch felt as if a gust of wind had swept past her, and she and the other two witch hunters next to her were sent flying uncontrollably, rolling onto the metal deck dozens of meters away.

This is……

The witch, incredulous and disregarding her disheveled state, looked at Grimm with tears of joy streaming down her face.

A folded metal depression, more than ten meters long, appeared on the top deck of the space fortress. The metal of the space fortress that the tip of the Ram's Horned Skull Magic Staff touched was completely obliterated, leaving a smooth pit two meters deep.

The pit was empty and perfectly smooth, as if the metal material had evaporated into thin air.

"We're saved..."

With a "whoosh," the level three archmage wearing a half-mask landed beside Grimm, looking in astonishment at the destructive power of the level two wizard's attack. He exclaimed excitedly, "Great! The two of us working together took it down! It couldn't withstand your attack at all!"

On the metal deck dozens of meters ahead, the main body of the Evil Blood clone had shrunk somewhat, but it was not killed by Grin's attack.

No wonder he's a guy who's surpassed the peak of level three!

Even though it was concentrated from the side by Grimm's annihilation power exceeding 4,500 degrees, and was an attack that combined high-density energy shockwaves with Grimm's own power, it did not cause any devastating damage.

"Um."

Grimm nodded, and the power of annihilation reignited at the tip of the Ram's Horned Skull Magic Wand. The black flames were as faint as candlelight, yet they caused the light in the hundred-meter radius around Grimm to distort and be pulled in.

Such power is truly astonishing.

The third-level archmage beside Green couldn't help but twitch his eyelids and glance at the mysterious flame at the top of the Ram Horned Skull Magic Staff.

What elemental energy is this?

No, it must be a qualitative change in energy; the fluctuations are truly astonishing!

As a level three archmage, I became an auxiliary attacker by his side. This guy truly deserves to be called an elite demon hunter wizard with a level one honor medal!

A purple elemental aura emanated from the third-level archmage, faintly carrying some mysterious magnetic field fluctuations. The green and blue gems at the tip of his magic palm shone brightly. The archmage shouted, "I'm creating an opportunity for you to attack. Your magical attack power is already sufficient; it's just that the perceived time is a little slow."

The perception of time varies depending on one's level of life.

According to wizarding knowledge theory, a second can be divided into eighteen parts, but ordinary low-level creatures can only perceive one part after a second has passed.

The world changes, time passes, and one-eighteenth of a second leaps by. These lower beings appear in my mind as images, and my passive imagination fills in the seventeen-eighteenths of a second that I did not perceive.

In fact, in the other seventeen moments frozen in time, perhaps something incredible happened.

Truth, as if playing hide-and-seek, frolics in these frozen moments of time that are imperceptible to lower beings, yet remains unexplored because they cannot observe it.

Elemental wizards, based on their own qualitative changes in life level, will leap from the 1/18th of a second of apparent time for a level 2 wizard, to the 1/6th of a second and a half-step of time for a level 3 wizard, to the full amount of real time for a Saint Mark wizard.

Passively evolving creatures, however, gradually develop a higher level of perception based on the enhancement of their own physical constitution.

For example, this evil blood clone might already possess five-eighteenths or seven-eighteenths of the half-step time perception.

A short while later, when Green swung his Ram Horned Skull Magic Wand for the fourth time, the main body of this evil blood clone was completely annihilated.

"Hehehe, young master, this is their life-saving money."

Little Eight brought over a large chunk of witch essence, about forty units, which was paid by the old witch, sorceress, and two other first-level witch hunter rookies that Green had rescued.

"Thank you, Master."

The old witch and the sorceress spoke gratefully to Grimm.

The other two demon hunter wizards expressed their gratitude to the level three archmage who arrived later.

I'll take a two-day break and catch up on last month's posts. Sorry, I'll only post two updates for now.

(End of this chapter)