Wizard's Journey

Chapter 753 The Protagonist of the Rebels?

Inside the sealed space, the greedy crowd was engaged in a life-or-death struggle over some temporarily unusable magical artifacts.

In fact, every magical artifact within the sealed space is protected by a personal seal. Without a professional wizard to break the seal, others cannot use these magical artifacts, just like the Shadow Starfall that Grimm once accidentally obtained from the Bottle World. This is also the design of the Demon Ancestor's Finger.

The bodies of these exiles, killed in the struggle for the magical artifacts, became the first food source for the Demon Ancestor's Finger to revive.

Often, people don't die from overly powerful enemies, but from their own greed.

Now, anyone who has trespassed into this sealed space will pay the price for their greed, a price that is utterly despairing.

The ghost bear spirit looked at Green with a sneer, as if mocking Green's ignorance.

On the other side, Iron-Blooded Wolf was applying a crude, low-quality herbal medicine made from plant leaves to his left shoulder wound. The two had clearly fought with some exiled powerful figures.

"Hmph, you have no idea how powerful the Golden Pig King is. Fallen? No one here can rival it, not even the three souls of the Evil Dragon combined!"

The ghostly bear spirit stood up and walked step by step toward Green, coldly saying, "Although I don't know what your purpose is, if you don't leave here right now, you're not leaving at all."

Neither the Ghost Bear Spirit nor the Iron-Blooded Wolf Warrior believed Green's "alarmist and nonsense".

A powerful aura and pressure rushed towards him. Green gritted his teeth, but he didn't know how to make the other party believe him immediately. Green's status among the many exiles was not high. In the eyes of the Ghost Bear Spirit and the Iron-Blooded War Wolf, he was just a member of the one-eyed troll's temporary group.

Splash, splash, splash, splash...

Approaching from afar, it resembled a rushing river, a magnificent blood-red waterfall over fifty meters high appearing. The Iron-Blooded War Wolf, who was wiping his wounds, changed his expression and said, "No, if it were here too, the Golden Pig King might..."

The blood-red waterfall is the Blood Demon, one of the Blood Demon Twins, which the Ancient Demon Servant took from the Blood Demon.

Not only the Blood Demon, but also the Fiend Demon carrying a black scythe and the Moon-Scarred Evil Dragon King came together. The Ghost Bear Spirit and the Iron-Blooded War Wolf were on high alert, assuming battle stances and exuding a wild, beast-like aura.

Before Green could speak, the Blood Demon, with its massive crimson waterfall, hissed, "We're not here to fight! Something seems to have changed in this space!"

As they spoke, to the astonishment of Green, the Ghost Bear Spirit, and the Iron-Blooded War Wolf, a wave of blood surged from the Blood Demon's body, and one after another, the corpses of black rats fell out, a total of eleven.

Knowing full well the fighting prowess of these black rats, Green gasped in shock, staring at the Blood Demon in disbelief.

It turns out that it was the most powerful of the five ancient demon servants, far surpassing the Moon-Scarred Evil Dragon King and the Fiend Ghost.

"The ancient abyssal demonic energy in this space is continuously gathering into the sky. When I secretly went to investigate before, I was blocked by these guys. There are a lot of them, and they all have the ability to manipulate the ancient abyssal demonic energy here. It seems that we have fallen into some kind of conspiracy of that rat."

"Aww..."

The Iron-Blooded War Wolf howled, and golden claws sprouted with a "whoosh." The stones on the ground were easily shattered into pieces by the golden claws under its feet, and the cuts were as smooth as a mirror. Its bloodthirsty one-eyed stare was directed at the demon carrying a black scythe, cold and brutal, full of the primal hunting instinct to kill its prey.

Holding a black scythe, the silver-white bell, temporarily rendered useless due to a personal restriction, was placed inside the demon's ribcage armor, emitting a faint white light.

The soul fire flickered in the skull's eye sockets, and the evil spirit's voice was hoarse as it mocked, "Look, this bell is mine too. Who told you to be so weak? Hmph, you're far inferior to that Golden Pig King."

With a loud "bang," seemingly summoned by the howl of the Iron-Blooded War Wolf, an old tortoise over ten meters tall descended from the sky, landing steadily on the ground, its eyes, radiating an apricot-yellow glow, looking down at the three ancient demon servants.

The massive figure of the Moon-Scarred Evil Dragon flapped its wings high in the sky, looking down at the old tortoise that had smashed into a large crater and stood steadily in the center of it, and said hatefully, "It's you again!"

The ghost bear spirit stopped the iron-blooded war wolf, coldly staring at Green, suspecting that Green was actually a member of the Ancient Demon's faction and had fabricated a lie.

Wearing the Mask of Truth, his figure blurred beneath the Robe of Appearance, Green was somewhat astonished by all these changes, unable to react in time. It seemed that the protagonist of this rebellion was about to change.

Whether it's interpersonal connections, prestige, the sheer power they project, or even their awareness of danger, Vampire is far more suited than Green to organize this counter-offensive alliance.

vomit!

Just then, the old tortoise suddenly turned around, vomited out two black rats with a "goo," and looked at the Iron-Blooded War Wolf, saying, "These two guys ambushed me and I killed them."

The ghost bear spirit and the iron-blooded war wolf were stunned.

The Moon-Scarred Evil Dragon flapped its wings, and the abyssal demonic energy churned in all directions with each flap, as it looked up at the sky.

"My blood is restless, and the remnants of the ancient demons that have not yet been completely eliminated from my body are awakening. They are cheering and trying to erode my will. It's all because of that unknown entity in the sky. I'm afraid that as its power grows stronger, I will eventually be unable to resist the primal instinct deep in my blood."

"This is the erosion of the will summoned by the abyss."

Green suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention to his blurry figure as he maintained his first level of wild instinct transformation.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Green continued in a deep voice: "In ancient times, the Abyss World's Ancient Demons and the Wizarding World fought a great war. The Wizarding World was defeated. In addition to the formidable power possessed by the Ancient Demons themselves, the most terrifying thing in the Abyss World was the Ancient Demons' Abyss Summoning Legion."

Beneath his mask of truth, Grimm's gaze was gloomy as he stared at the Blood Demon, the Moon-Scarred Evil Dragon, and the Fiend Demon.

"If you cannot control the abyssal instincts within you, then when that formless ancient demon in the sky unleashes its true abyssal summoning, you will not only fail to become a force of resistance, but will instead become slaves to its abyssal will."

The soul fire flickered within the eye sockets of the Fiend Skeleton, and after a cold laugh, it confidently declared, "Over the years, most of the abyssal will within us has been eliminated, and the Blood Demon is only one step away from it. If the one above truly is the Formless Ancient Demon casting an abyssal summoning spell, while we cannot guarantee that we will still maintain our current full strength, we will certainly not become its slaves. This is not the ancient underground abyss, and we are not truly servants of the ancient demon!"

After this incident, Ghost Bear Spirit and Iron-Blooded Wolf realized that things had probably really changed.

Originally, Green intended to organize a counterattack himself to fight for a sliver of hope, but he did not expect that because of the abyssal will of the Demon Ancestor's Finger, these ancient demon servants seemed to be more aware of danger than Green, and had higher prestige, making it easier for them to organize all the resistance forces in the space.

"In that case, count me in too."

The voice came from the rubble and ruins behind him. A figure, about 1.7 meters tall, with his body hidden under a black robe but revealing a pair of eyes, slowly walked out. It turned out to be one of the three people led by the black rat outside the seal.

Based on their previous performances, neither the former One-Star Abyss King Digan, nor the white war elephant, nor this unknown creature hidden in the black robe, are familiar with the black rat.

They were all attracted by the news spread by the black rats that this ancient sacred relic was about to appear in the world.

"Welcome!"

The blood demon seemed unaware of the mysterious creature's background, but could sense a terrifying power being deliberately concealed beneath the black robe.

As the leader of this resistance, the Blood Demon roared, "Not only us, but we must also gather all the exiles who have entered this sealed space. Regardless of the unknown event above, whether it's due to the Ancient Abyss World's Formless Ancient Demon sealed here, we must ensure complete control over the breaking crack in this sealed space!"

Moon-Trace Evil Dragon added, "There are still nineteen hourglasses left before the crack in this seal will heal again."

(End of this chapter)