Wizard's Journey

Chapter 754 The Fallen Arm

The three souls of the evil dragon are the Sun Mark, Moon Mark, and Star Mark, three evil dragons.

Among them, the Moon Mark Evil Dragon is the most powerful of the three, while the Sun Mark Evil Dragon and the Star Mark Evil Dragon form another team, gathering other exiles who have entered this sealed space.

Therefore, it can be seen that the vampire's arrangement for gathering the resistance forces was well-thought-out, demonstrating considerable wisdom, rather than being an impulsive and reckless move.

Given this, and with the arrangement of this powerful figure among the exiles, whose reputation far surpassed that of Green, Green also joined the alliance as one of the rebels.

Huff, huff, huff...

The Sun-Scarred Evil Dragon and the Star-Scarred Evil Dragon led the three of them as they flew over.

The three were Digan, the former King of the Abyss and a forest spirit named Gilmish, and an exile from the Ancient Demon Servant side. The latter was a blue crystal giant over five meters tall, shimmering with soft light spots, like a clear lake under the moonlight, refreshing the heart.

Di Gan flew over carrying a giant purple sword. Beneath his flowing black hair, his face held a wild and untamed air. A huge scar ran diagonally across his cheek, and his sharp eyes were piercing.

Although he has lost his throne as the King of the Abyss of the One-Star Holy Tower, Di Gan's status as the younger brother of the Infinite Battle Saint Mark Wizard is beyond doubt. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he is in this sealed space where so many exiles gather, the bounty hunter should be Di Gan's true identity.

As the forest spirit Gilmish arrived, his emerald eyes naturally met Grimm's. They exchanged a glance, and the mutual resonance between them, drawing the attention of the wizarding world's will through their First-Class Honor Badges, was so obvious.

At this moment, however, Green's gaze toward the witch contained a complex expression.

Originally, the "outer garment" chosen by the Demon Ancestor's finger was this witch, but it changed its target because of his appearance. Gilmish obviously did not realize this.

Now, the Demon Ancestor's finger is blocking the only exit of this sealed space. If it is not defeated, no one in this sealed space can escape!

And how to defeat that Demon Ancestor's finger?

Based on Green's previous assessment of combat strength, if the Demon Ancestor's Finger only possessed the power he had previously witnessed, and if he activated his Demon Heart and everyone present also used all their trump cards, there might actually be a sliver of a chance to break free from the seal.

But as a formless ancient demon, how could he only have that little bit of power?

As an Abyss Summoner in the Flame Soul World, Green knew all too well the terror of Abyss Summoning. Once this section of the Demon Ancestor's Finger unleashed Abyss Summoning, they would not be fighting against this section of the Demon Ancestor's Finger and the numerous black rats, but against the entire Abyss army of the sealed space.

At that time...

Bitter inside, Green couldn't bring himself to say it. Now, all he could do was fight with all his might for a sliver of hope!

If he didn't have absolute certainty about that Demon Ancestor's finger, he would never have let Green observe it without taking any action.

Clearly, in the Demon Ancestor's judgment, the entire sealed space was already in its grasp, and no intelligent plan could resist it. That's why it allowed Green to leave so easily, without even chasing after him, for fear of damaging this "clothing".

"Oh? Is this all that's left?"

The Blood Demon gazed at the thirteen people who had gathered.

About thirty people entered this sealed space, and nearly two days have passed. Now, only thirteen people remain gathered here.

The sealed space is neither particularly large nor particularly small.

Amidst the infighting and constant attacks by the black rats, most of them had already perished. If Green hadn't decisively abandoned the pursuit of the evil spirit and instead focused on finding clues to the remains of the ancient demon, successfully obtaining one, he would probably have been drawn into the chaotic slaughter as well.

Moreover, Green discovered that not a single exile had perished from the Ancient Demon Servant's side. Green simply couldn't believe that the Black Rat hadn't orchestrated this.

"How did the Golden Pig King die? It was once a powerful creature that led us to escape from the clutches of the Abyss King of the Two-Star Holy Tower. Now, after so many years, its power has even reached the point where it has the potential to break through the natural constraints and grow into a powerful creature comparable to the Lord of the World..."

After accepting the threat from a common enemy, the ghost bear spirit knew that the news of the Golden Pig King's death that Green had told him was probably true, and asked in extreme pain.

Above the Blood Spring Waterfall, a lotus flower slowly emerged, its roots sprouting arms and legs.

The Blood Demon calmly said, "Back then, due to an accidental discovery, the Golden Pig King forcibly took it from me and seven other exiles, including Sun Mark and Star Mark, and was ultimately strangled by our combined efforts."

This lotus root is the true form of the blood demon.

"Hmm!? It has already reached this level. There is indeed a hidden world beyond the abyss. I never expected that there would be such a powerful creature as you on the barren and desolate surface of the abyss."

Carrying a purple lightsaber, Di Gan's voice betrayed surprise the moment he saw the Blood Demon Lotus Body.

Clenching their teeth, the Ghost Bear Spirit and the Iron-Blooded War Wolf ultimately said nothing more. This is how the abyss beneath the wizarding world works; every step of the strong is a natural elimination through slaughter. Every day, a large number of otherworldly slaves are sent into the abyss, and countless slaves, wizards, and abyssal creatures die.

The killing here will never end, it will never cease.

"Let's go! I can sense that thing up there is growing stronger. The ancient abyssal demonic energy within the entire sealed space is boiling. The energy maintaining the seal crack is almost depleted, and we don't have much time left. If we don't leave before the crack heals, we'll likely suffer the same fate as them..."

The lotus root above the blood spring surveyed the endless dust of corpses on the ancient battlefield and spoke in a deep voice.

The thirteen people present would be renowned figures in any small world, even the Nine Molten Mountains in the Shadow Mystery world, yet they have become world rulers.

Even in some large worlds, such a powerful creature would be considered a regional overlord. However, in the world of wizarding civilization, it is nothing more than a cricket struggling to explore and evolve within the rules of the system.

Led by the Blood Demon, the thirteen people took to the air.

call……

Something seemed to be falling from the sky, accompanied by a violent howling wind; clearly, the object was quite large.

The group, who had just united and taken to the air, all looked toward the source of the whooshing sound.

After a burst of churning demonic clouds, a loud "boom" shook the earth, and the demonic cloud's energy surged violently in all directions, sending rocks flying. It took a while for the storm to subside.

"This is……"

On the ravine-strewn, cracked earth, a withered arm, hundreds of meters long, lay quietly, undamaged despite the impact.

His arm was missing only his thumb, leaving it bare and shrouded in a wisp of refined abyssal demonic energy.

(End of this chapter)