Wizard's Journey

Chapter 855 Sacred Treasures

"A world war!?"

Green was surprised and suspicious, which prompted the Netherworld Heart Saint Mark Wizard to shake his head and sneer.

"The gravitational rules of the ley lines world create an immense and inexhaustible force that attracts surrounding worlds. Descent is extremely easy, but escaping... is no less difficult than a ruler descending into a medium-sized world. As a result, the ley lines world gathers far more powerful beings than ordinary large worlds, a diverse mix of all kinds, with unpredictable strength. Furthermore, due to the suppression of the immense gravitational force of the ley lines rules, the power exerted within the ley lines world is far lower than in ordinary worlds. Even the world lords of these worlds find it difficult to have much influence on the world's operation."

As he spoke, the Holy Mark Wizard of the Netherworld waved his crescent-shaped magic staff, a faint ghostly light enveloping it, concealing some of the power fluctuations unintentionally emanating from Nine-Headed Wrath, the Sword of Destruction, and Grimm.

"It would be better if there were something to attract the world's attention, otherwise it would be troublesome. After all, it is a great world, and the number of world lords is far greater than that of small and medium-sized worlds."

As he spoke, the Heart of the Netherworld took the lead, and the group flew silently, their feet barely a meter off the ground, towards one side.

"Mentor, how should we leave this world?"

"I've heard that once you're born into this world, it's incredibly difficult to leave," Nine-Headed Wrath asked with a puzzled and worried expression.

"We are only briefly visiting this world through mystical power. After three months, we will be naturally repelled and repaired by the balance of power, and return to the wizarding world. However, without the protection of mystical power this time, crossing such a distance through the void will inevitably cause some physical damage."

"So, what is the purpose of our trip...?"

As Youquan was asking questions in confusion, he suddenly realized something. With incredible speed, he drew the Black Flame Greatsword from behind him and swung it fiercely. A towering tree a hundred meters away was instantly engulfed in black flames, and a poisonous spider about a meter long, hanging from a green spider silk, let out a surprised howl.

"The Divine Realm, four low-level gods from another realm!"

The spider's eyes were a mixture of fear and greed, and the emerald green patterns on its body gleamed with an eerie light.

"So much power has been suppressed by this world!?"

Youquan frowned. This mere level three creature had not only failed to kill him with a single sword strike, but hadn't even caused him any injury.

This is also the reason why Youquan has absolute control over power.

Normally, Youquan is unwilling to expend too much energy in each attack. Under normal circumstances, a single sword strike would be enough to kill the opponent. However, due to the powerful suppression of the gravitational rules of the ley lines world, his power has been weakened layer by layer, resulting in the current situation.

hiss……

The venomous spider turned and fled, flying through the air at an astonishing speed, clearly having adapted to the powerful gravitational rules of the ley lines world.

But then, the sorcerer with the Holy Mark of the Netherworld chanted a spell and waved his magic wand. Suddenly, the venomous spider, which had been flying through the air like a shadow, let out a scream and was pulled by an incredible gravitational force, falling to the ground.

"The ley lines world is teeming with holy-level beings, and countless individuals yearn to become gods. Killing us, these smuggled evil gods, to gain the recognition of the ley lines world's will is their best and quickest way to condense their divine essence. Be as careful as possible, and leave no survivors!"

The Holy Mark Wizard of the Netherworld Heart turned around and said coldly to the three of them.

A being below the Lord of the World, possessing half a step of the power of time, also known as the Holy Domain by many creatures from other worlds, a bridge to God, the strongest below God.

However, there is an insurmountable chasm between the realm of gods and the realm of saints.

Bound by the powerful gravitational rules of the ley lines world, only creatures that have entered the Sacred Realm can possess the ability to fly.

As he spoke, the Holy Mark Wizard of the Netherworld pointed in a direction and said, "Fly at full speed. The Heart of the Earth's Veins is at the center of this world. Due to the binding force of powerful gravity, the gravitational rules near the Heart of the World will reach an astonishing level, even to the point where the perception of real time will become more apparent. At that time, according to your own research direction on the profound mysteries of the dual forces of repulsion and attraction, go and amplify your perception!"

Ga! ?

Xiao Ba asked incredulously, "You mean the truth has manifested?"

The truth spoken of by wizards is also the rule governing the operation of all things in the world, and it is also the law spoken of by some creatures in the world. They all lead to the same goal.

However, the special rules of this world have made the gravitational rules near the heart of the world manifest, making the truth visible and concrete. For wizards who study the truth to leverage higher rules, this is innate magical knowledge!

Despite both being forces of repulsion and attraction, the research of the four individuals—Heart of the Underworld, Nine-Headed Wrath, Sword of Destruction, and Grimm—showed different developments, even vastly different ones. This is what makes the wizarding world so rich and colorful, forever creative, constantly evolving and passing on more advanced knowledge, and endlessly renewing itself.

"So this is the wealth that a Saintly Mark Wizard seeks? It's truly worlds apart from that of a fully-fledged wizard!"

Green had the most direct impression.

……

three days later.

At the summit of the snow-capped mountains, a colossal ice dragon gazed at the sky. Although it had entered the realm of sainthood, its ten-meter-long body trembled uncontrollably under the divine might of the four gods, and the majesty of the Lord of the Snow Mountains vanished completely.

"Four great and unknown deities, I am a mid-level dragon of the Snow Dragon Clan..."

Roar!

Suddenly, a gigantic serpent head opened its massive maw in the sky and pounced down. Its terrifying aura far surpassed that of the frost dragon. Amidst the swirling cold wind, the frost dragon, in despair and fear, spewed out large swathes of frost to meet the attack, while its body rapidly retreated.

bang bang bang...

The frost power was mercilessly rammed away by the giant snake head, but it was briefly blocked. Then, a repulsive and twisting ripple spread out, and the frost power let out a mournful howl, its wings twisted and it fell, crashing into the snow-capped mountain peak with a "bang," creating a huge crater.

According to the rules of this world, the majesty of the gods is far beyond what the Holy Realm can withstand.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

In the eyes of the Frost Dragon, three human-shaped deities descended, along with a seventy- or eighty-meter-tall alien nine-headed hydra deity—this was none other than the Nine-Headed Wrath, who had awakened his true form.

"Damn it, after descending into this world, my power has indeed been suppressed a lot..."

The Nine-Headed Wrath finally descended.

"Great gods, I am willing to serve you as your humble servant, offering my meager strength to guard the temple, and I pray..."

Before the Frost Dragon could finish speaking, one of the nine-headed serpent's massive heads pierced the air and bit into the Frost Dragon's head. "Crack," "Crack," the blood was thick and pungent. Then, two more heads pounced down, scrambling for the head.

"Let's quickly replenish our strength. Under the powerful gravitational rules of the ley lines world, the elemental power replenished in this world is far from enough to sustain our physical exertion inside."

As the Netherworld Heart Saint Mark Wizard spoke, he swung his crescent-shaped magic wand, and numerous spots of light baked a dragon's leg, filling the air with a fragrant aroma in a short while.

The Sword of Destruction leaped to the bloodied and mangled spot where the nine-headed serpent was feeding on the frost dragon, grabbed a crystal core, and burned away the bloodstains with black flames before swallowing it whole with a "gulp"!

"Because it was not covered by the wizard's will, and was blocked by layers of endless void, neither the source of magic of the wizard tower nor the will of the wizard world could provide enough energy to the holy marks wizards."

After analyzing his normal state, Green was unwilling to show too much to the others. He also tore off the other leg of the Frost Dragon and gathered fire elemental power to bake it.

"Furthermore, as we get closer to the center of the world, the strength of gravity is increasing..."

(End of this chapter)